Chapter 222: Encirclement and Killing of the Face God
Chapter 222: Encirclement and Killing of the Thousand-Faced God
"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"
Zhao Duan showed a warm smile, as if we have a very good relationship.
Jin Jian silently took two steps back and subconsciously covered the pouch around his waist with his hands.
"..." Zhao Duan sighed and thought to himself, where is the most basic trust between people?
He reluctantly assured, "I'm not asking you for a debt, I'm asking you for help with something."
The young priestess breathed a sigh of relief silently, with a look of relief on her face, and the corners of her mouth even slightly raised:
"explain."
She was not opposed to helping Zhao Duan because he would pay her.
"It's like this, regarding the recent Thousand-Faced God..." Zhao Duan gave the general situation.
Jin Jian frowned: "You want me to find him? I can't do it."
The girl was very honest about this matter.
Zhao Duan asked: "Is there anyone in the Tianshi Mansion who can do this?"
Jin Jian nodded as a matter of course and said proudly:
"If the opponent is in the Divine Chapter Realm, then it is safer. As long as the Divine Official in the Secular Realm has the appropriate technique, then he can do it."
Then he shook his head again and said:
"However, this is beyond the rules. The Tianshi Mansion can only assist the government in doing some things within a limited scope, but not in this case. Someone from the court has approached us before, but rules are rules."
The two major cultivation forces have always abided by the rules to avoid being involved in the dynasty struggle... This is no secret.
Zhao Duan also knew it well.
Sure enough, it didn't work... He exhaled silently, not surprised, but turned and suddenly asked:
"Can Lao Wang do it? Don't worry about the rules first, just tell me if he has the ability."
Lao Wang...Master?
Jin Jian turned a corner and remembered who Zhao Duan was talking about. He nodded as a matter of course:
"Of course I can do that!"
Zhao Duan showed a satisfied smile, clenched his right fist, hammered the palm of his left hand, and said in a calm manner:
"That's fine. Old Wang owed me a debt last time and hasn't paid it back yet. You go and tell him that he doesn't have to do it himself. As long as he can help me find the location where the Thousand Faces God is hiding, we can be even."
Jin Jian was stunned for a moment, wondering when his master had also owed this guy a debt...
So, this guy is actually the common creditor of the master and his disciple?
The girl couldn't help but feel a little timid, but soon she came to her senses and said seriously:
"I told you, the rules of Tianshi Mansion..."
"I know," Zhao Duan interrupted her with a smile:
"The Tianshi Mansion has rules that prohibit us from helping the imperial court beyond the standard, but... I am asking for help personally this time, not on behalf of the imperial court.
That Thousand-Faced God wanted to kill me, and I wanted to take revenge, so I asked Lao Wang for help... This is mutual help between friends... There can't be any rules in the Tianshi Mansion that prohibit priests from helping friends, right?"
Jin Jian's face was blank.
I lowered my head and thought carefully:
"Maybe not……"
She always felt that this guy was making excuses, but she couldn't refute him, and she felt as if she was stuck in a bug.
If I help a friend, it won’t violate the rules?
"It's settled then," Zhao Duan said, as if the deal had been concluded.
"Go back quickly and tell Lao Wang. Speaking of which, Lao Wang doesn't want to make it known to the world. A high-ranking official of the Tianshi Mansion is hiding away from his debts and not paying them back, right?"
"...I'll go ask and come back to tell you later."
Jin Jian felt that this matter did not require her to worry about it, and that she should let her master make the decision.
"Go quickly and wait for good news." Zhao Duan urged with a smile.
……
In the deepest courtyard of Tianshi Mansion.
"Master, that's what he said."
Jin Jian stood under the big banyan tree and recounted everything that had been said.
After saying this, she looked towards her master carefully.
Zhang Yanyi, tall and with narrow eyes and wearing a black priest robe, was sitting in a recliner under the tree.
He was originally carving a doll with a carving knife, but after hearing this he fell silent.
"Master? Do you really owe him a debt? Are you hiding and not paying it back?" Jin Jian asked timidly yet boldly.
Zhang Yanyi: “…”
"Master, he said that if you don't agree, he will tell everyone that you owe him money." Jin Jian said indignantly, "He dared to threaten you."
Zhang Yanyi: “…”
"Master..." Jin Jian wanted to speak.
He was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Yan raising his hand.
This man, whose cultivation had suppressed the world for several generations and who was the most experienced god-like figure in the current Heavenly Realm, cleared his throat and said:
"What he said makes sense. It is never against the rules to help someone privately. Well, since you want to help him, go and tell him that the God of that thing will hide in Muddy Street before dark tonight and will not leave."
Jin Jian tilted his head and asked doubtfully:
"It's not that I want to help him, it's him who's looking for you, Master..."
"Go quickly."
The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves, and the invisible force pushed the girl into an illusory state, and she retreated several miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Swish..."
Overhead, a large banyan tree of mysterious origin swayed.
There seemed to be faces within the huge tree canopy, emitting cheerful laughter.
……
"The priest came back so quickly? What was the result?"
Pear Blossom Hall.
Zhao Duan waited for a while, and suddenly saw the golden tablet appear out of thin air. When it came out of the invisible state, it seemed to stagger.
Jin Jian was silent for a moment, pretending that it was not thrown to him, and repeated the old Taoist's words with an expressionless face.
Then, he pretended to be in a casual manner and left.
"Mud-brick street?"
Zhao Duan chewed on the name silently, his eyes shining:
"Old Wang is really good. As expected of a man who majors in Heavenly Dao, he is very good at fortune-telling..."
Two hours had passed since the two sides started fighting at noon, and it was not far from evening.
"We must capture him before dark... and bring enough people..."
Zhao Duan did not dare to delay, and immediately stood up, pushed the door, and rushed towards the Governor's Hall.
Governor's Hall.
"The Thousand-Faced God is hiding in Muddy Street? Are you sure?"
Ma Yan suddenly stood up from behind his "desk", staring at Zhao Duan in astonishment with his thin and cold face.
Zhao Duan's expression was serious:
"Absolutely true! At least it should be there until dark."
Ma Yan asked: "How did you know that?"
Zhao Duan hesitated for a moment and explained, "I have a very good personal relationship with Priest Jin Jian..."
"Impossible, she didn't..." Ma Yan subconsciously shook his head, wanting to say that Jin Jian couldn't do it, but then he suddenly stopped talking and thought of the girl's identity.
If Jin Jian is willing to help, it would be easy to find someone to help locate the object... Is it because of a "personal relationship"?
So you secretly broke the rules?
Ma Yan was very experienced and knew that this kind of thing could only be understood but not expressed in words.
There are no rules in the world that cannot be broken, but you must know that things like breaking rules should never be spoken out.
He immediately looked at him with admiration, and his spirits were high:
"Good! Very good! Someone... summon the police officers from all the halls!"
He was prepared to take action himself and capture the rebels.
But in order to prevent any accidents, he prepared to bring elite troops from the imperial court with him to seal off the scene and avoid affecting the civilians.
"Brother, this thief is extremely cunning and has very cunning means. Although you are a strong martial artist, even Eunuch Hai was deceived by him at noon..." Zhao Duan reminded in a low voice.
Ma Yan nodded slowly, thinking it made sense.
He was able to escape from Eunuch Hai, even though he is only at the Divine Chapter Realm, he should not be underestimated.
The most crucial thing is that if the position is obtained with great difficulty and fails again due to insufficient preparation, the entire court will lose face.
Thinking of this, he called his attendants and said:
"Take my badge, go to the palace and find Hai Gongfeng, and ask him to come again."
He drafted another letter and called a second person:
"Go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion and, with my authority, ask for at least five Divine Chapter Realm priests to assist in the battle."
The monks in Shenlong Temple are relatively "biased", most of them are "warrior monks" and are not good at dealing with magic.
The "mages" who are good at magic are mostly of high status, and their Buddhist magic is single.
It is better to have the priests of Tianshi Mansion to restrain it.
So he still chose to summon the priests to help in the battle.
Good fellow... A powerful man like Eunuch Hai, with unfathomable strength, plus the worldly warrior Ma Dugong, with the nine major halls and the ten priests of the Tianshi Mansion...
This lineup is enough to easily defeat the headquarters of Kuangfu Society... Zhao Duan opened his mouth.
Suddenly I felt like using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot a mosquito...
It can be seen from this that the assassination of this traitor caused many headaches for the people in the court.
"Qianmian, ah Qianmian, if you don't die this time, Ma Yan will take your surname..."
Zhao Duan sighed silently.
……
……
Niwa Street is in Dongcheng.
This is a long stretch of buildings, inside a wing of a house.
On a bed, there was a man of medium build, ordinary looks, and a distorted expression. His chest was bare, and his two arms were supporting the bed, rising and falling again and again.
Accompanied by the shaking of the wooden bed and the sobbing of the hostess.
Finally, he collapsed heavily.
The room fell silent.
After a while, the man got out of bed and casually put on a coat.
On the bed behind him was the hostess who had fainted. Her face was pale and she seemed to have lost all her energy.
“Woo—woo—”
In a corner of the room, the male owner was tied up with ropes.
At this moment, she had a piece of underwear stuffed in her mouth, and she stared at him with her eyes wide open, looking at him as if to kill him, with tears rolling down her cheeks.
But what is surprising is that the man who had just recovered a little energy through the method of sexual intercourse is extremely similar to the tied-up male owner in terms of figure and appearance.
The only difference is the cold and violent expression between his brows.
"Haha, have you had enough? Do you want to kill me, Lord God?"
The Thousand-Faced God smiled and walked over step by step, holding the man's head with one hand.
Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he twisted his hand with a big hand, and with a "click", the man's neck was broken and he died on the spot!
"Boring."
The Thousand-Faced God spat and walked to the window.
Through the crack in the window, I looked at the gradually setting afterglow of the sunset, with an unshakable fear in my eyes.
Even though several hours had passed, and the one who died was only a "stand-in" controlled by secret techniques, the scene of being killed casually by Hai Gongsheng was still deeply imprinted in his heart.
Whenever I think about it, I shudder all over.
And...that...Zhao Duan!
The eyes of the Thousand-Faced God were filled with hatred.
Losing the fake god and the maidservant was nothing this time. The key point was that his black umbrella that could ward off evil spirits was damaged and his soul was broken.
However, no matter how angry he was, he still fled decisively and hid in this courtyard.
"The city gates must be closed now. Even if I change my appearance, it will be difficult for me to leave the city. I can only hide for a while and recover from my injuries."
"Fortunately, the capital is very big, and the two major cultivation forces abide by the rules and will not take action, so I won't be caught."
"Haha, wait until I recover from my injury..."
Thinking of the women in Zhao Duan’s family in the information, the Thousand-Faced God’s face was distorted and showed a hint of violence.
However, he still suppressed his rage for revenge.
He quickly put on his clothes, found some food to fill his stomach, and prepared to leave.
Find another place.
You can't stay in any place for long, even if it seems safe - this is the experience he has gained after years of wandering around.
It's getting dark.
The Thousand-Faced God walked out of the courtyard and walked along the mud-brick street to the end of the street calmly, wondering where to hide next.
His shadow stretched very long on the ground.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.
He squinted his eyes and looked towards the end of the street.
In the setting sun, a figure was walking towards me.
Because of the backlight, the figure's face was blurry and unclear.
But it gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
at last……
As the other party approached, the Thousand-Faced God's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body tensed, as if he fell into an ice cave!
Zhao Duan smiled as he walked out of the bloody twilight, looking at the man opposite him who was obviously abnormal, and said:
"You have a way to die."
(End of this chapter)