Chapter 222: Encirclement and Killing of the Thousand-Faced God
"I can't come to you if there's nothing wrong?"
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 just want your help with something."
The young priestess breathed a sigh of relief silently, her face showing a look of relief, and the corners of her mouth even raised slightly:
"explain."
She was not opposed to helping Zhao Duan because he would be paid.
"It's like this, regarding the recent Thousand-Faced God..." Zhao Duan gave a general account of the 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:
"The opponent is at the Divine Chapter Realm. If it's safer, a World Realm priest with the appropriate technique 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 certain things within a limited scope, but not in this case. The court has already approached us, but rules are rules."
The two major cultivation forces have always adhered to the rules to avoid being involved in the dynasty struggle... This is no secret.
Zhao Duan also knew it very well.
As expected, it didn't work... He sighed silently, not surprised, but turned and suddenly asked:
"Can Lao Wang do it? Forget about the rules for now, just tell me if he has the ability."
Lao Wang...Master?
Jin Jian turned a corner and then 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 with a calm look:
"That's fine. Old Wang owes me a debt last time, and he hasn't paid it back yet. You can 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-Faced God is hiding, we can be even."
Jin Jian was stunned. He didn't know when his master had become indebted to this guy...
So, this guy is actually the common creditor of the master and the 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 the Tianshi Mansion..."
"I know," Zhao Duan interrupted her with a smile:
"The Tianshi Mansion has rules that prohibit us from exceeding the standards in assisting the imperial court, but... I'm 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 avenge my personal vendetta, so I asked Lao Wang for help... This is a case of mutual assistance between friends... There can't be any rules in the Tianshi Mansion that prohibit priests from helping friends, right? "
Jin Jian's face was bewildered.
I lowered my head and thought carefully:
“It seems 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?
"Then it's settled," 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 everyone to know. A high-ranking official from the Tianshi Mansion is hiding away from his debts and refusing to pay them back, right?"
"...I'll go ask and 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 at her master carefully.
Zhang Yanyi, tall and with narrow eyes and eyebrows, was sitting in a recliner under a tree, wearing a black priest robe.
He was originally carving a doll with a chisel, but after hearing this he fell silent.
"Master? Do you really owe him a debt? Why are you hiding and not paying it back?" Jin Jian asked timidly but boldly.
Zhang Yanyi: “…”
"Master, he said that if you don't agree, he will tell everyone that you owe him money." Jin Jian whispered indignantly, "He even dared to threaten you."
Zhang Yanyi: “…”
"Master..." Jin Jian wanted to speak.
He was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Yan raising his hand.
This person, whose cultivation had suppressed the world for several generations and was the most senior god-like figure in the current celestial realm, cleared his throat and said:
"What he said makes sense. Providing personal assistance is never against the rules. Well, since you want to help him, go and tell him that the God of that thing will be hiding in Muddy Brick Street before dark tonight and won't 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.
“Rustle…”
Overhead, a large banyan tree of mysterious origin swayed.
There seemed to be faces within the huge treetops, emitting cheerful laughter.
…
"The priest returned so quickly? What was the result?"
Lihuatang.
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 relayed the old Taoist's words with an expressionless face.
Then, he pretended to be cool and casual and left.
"Mud-brick street?"
Zhao Duan chewed on the name silently, his eyes shining:
"Old Wang is quite good, as expected of someone who majors in the Way of Heaven. He's quite 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 didn't dare to delay, he immediately stood up, pushed the door open, 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 have been 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 body... Is it because of a "personal connection"?
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, his spirits brightening:
"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 people.
"Senior brother, this thief is extremely cunning and has extraordinary means. Although you are powerful in martial arts, 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 after finally obtaining the position, if they fail 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 Gongsheng, and ask him to come again."
He drafted another letter and summoned the second person:
"Go to the Tianshi Mansion and, with my authority, request 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 simple.
It is better to have the priests of Tianshi Mansion to restrain it.
So he still chose to summon the priests to help.
Good fellow… A powerful being like Eunuch Hai, with unfathomable strength, plus the worldly-level warrior Ma Dugong, along with the nine major police departments and ten priests from the Heavenly Master’s Mansion…
This lineup is enough to easily defeat the headquarters of Kuangfu Society... Zhao Duan opened his mouth.
Suddenly I felt like I was using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito...
From this we can see that the assassination of this traitor caused a lot of 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 stretch of buildings, inside a wing of a house.
On a bed, a man of medium build, ordinary appearance, and a distorted expression, with his chest bare, supported by his arms, was rising and falling again and again.
Accompanied by the shaking of the wooden bed and the sobbing cries 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 pale, as if she had 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 has just recovered a little energy through the method of Cai Tan is very 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 this 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 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.
Looking through the crack of the window at the gradually setting afterglow of the sunset, there was an lingering fear in his 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 tremble 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 warded off evil was broken and his soul was torn.
However, no matter how angry he was, he still decisively escaped and hid in this courtyard.
"The city gates are definitely sealed 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 injuries..."
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 suppressed his rage for revenge.
He quickly put on his clothes, found some food to fill his stomach, and prepared to leave.
Change place.
You can't stay in any place for long, even if it seems safe - this is the experience he gained from years of wandering around.
It's getting dark.
The Thousand-Faced God walked out of the courtyard and walked calmly along the mud-brick street to the end of the street, 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 straight towards me.
Because of the backlight, the figure's face was blurry and unclear.
But it gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
finally……
As the other party approached, the Thousand-Faced God's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body tensed, as if falling into an ice cave!
Zhao Duan smiled as he walked out from the bloody twilight, examining the man opposite him who was clearly showing abnormal behavior, and said:
"You have already received your death."
(End of this chapter)
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