Give you an arrow
Without waiting for Chen Kan to speak again, the high priest rushed to the edge of the tower and leaned over to shout to Taoist Master Yunshan who was hanging on the red rope:
"Brother, don't hold back. Kill the monster quickly. The Emperor will reward you!"
Upon hearing this, the Taoist Master Yunshan, who originally had an immortal demeanor, revealed a greedy face that was obsessed with money for a moment, but he quickly covered it up and waved his Taoist robe to show that he understood. He drew a circle in the air with the peach wood sword in his hand, and picked up the yellow talisman tied on the red rope with his backhand. The flames had burned most of the talisman paper. He closed his eyes, and his skinny lips moved up and down as he chanted a spell quickly.
This pre-swing that seemed like a big move made Tong Zhenzhen and the others feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. The soldiers that followed Chang Hao were not soldiers who had been on the battlefield. Most of them were ceremonial officers. They were so scared that they covered their heads and ran away. Duanmu Yu raised his voice and scolded:
"Why are you panicking? You are a fragile college student here, how can you be afraid of an unknown Taoist priest?"
The priest's name calmed the originally chaotic crowd, but they still hugged each other with fear on their faces.
This made Tong Zhenzhen feel even more stressed for no reason. She was sweating profusely on her forehead. It was over. If this thing went wrong, the image of the priest would be completely ruined!
However, before she could adjust her mentality, Taoist Yunshan, who had finished accumulating strength, suddenly shouted and opened his eyes abruptly:
"Fire Dragon, Command!"
His cheeks puffed up slightly as he exhaled towards the burning talisman paper. In an instant, the flame, which was only a few inches in size, began to expand exponentially and actually took the shape of a dragon in mid-air. The blazing flames roared towards the people on the ground with overwhelming force!
【Chinese-The Only True God】:
Save me, save me, save me!
Tong Zhen didn't dare to show her cowardice and let others notice her intention, so she could only go crazy in the group chat. Ever since she had the immortal crispy golden finger, she had not been afraid at all except for the time when the high priest exploited a system bug to let the believers assassinate her. But now the other party seemed to be able to threaten her life, and she was really scared.
"What are you standing there for?! Get down!"
Xie Ci pressed down Tong Zhenzhen's head, and they both rolled to the ground. The young man's solid chest protected her firmly under his body, as if he was really isolating her from the approaching scorching flames. His heartbeat fell beside his ears, strong and reassuring.
Tong Zhenzhen actually felt less scared. She just thought that her brain was stunned by Xie Ci's chest muscles. She calmed down. Previously, Crunchy Shark had only identified physical attacks. This time, she didn't know if it would be useful against magic. She simply gave up and shouted in a deep voice:
"Thunder God, help me, great and mighty dragon!"
Fahai bless you, please bring the thunder!!
Perhaps God heard her prayers, for just when the huge dragon-shaped flame was about to singe her poor hair, a bolt of lightning struck accurately, with just the right force to blast the airtight fire net into pieces, leaving only scattered sparks floating miserably. A handful of sparks fell on Tong Zhenzhen's upturned hair, igniting a small flame, which scared her and made her scream.
"Oh, it seems that this Taoist priest is not that good, not as powerful as you." Xie Ci raised his hand to extinguish the small flame, and smiled as he watched Tong Zhenzhen mourning his burnt hair.
[Haha, don't you see who is protecting these guys? They dare to act rashly. Why are they pretending? ]
Tong Zhenzhen was furious when she heard Crunchy Shark's arrogant speech:
Hey, please speak politely! No, if you can handle it, you should have said it earlier. You made me so nervous for so long!
[Dear, I didn’t know if there were any fantasy elements before. I checked the literature overnight and confirmed that there were none, so that guy is just a charlatan.]
"Crispy Shark said that this is still a materialistic world, and that old Deng up there is just a charlatan." Tong Zhenzhen relayed the information given by the system to her companions.
The materialistic god of war Xue Yide was as if he had been pardoned. Under Tong Zhenzhen's sharp gaze, he awkwardly let go of the hand that had just been around Qu Fei's shoulders in a hurry, and adjusted his glasses:
"Then how did he manage to spit out such a large amount of fire? There must be some way... huh? Wait, do you smell anything?"
Qu Fei, who was familiar with cooking, sniffed and speculated:
“Does it smell like oil?”
"So that's how it is," Xue Yide suddenly realized and explained to everyone, "This is a kind of drama performance called fire spitting. He should have put oil or other flammable materials in his mouth beforehand, and ignited them through the fire on the talisman paper when he spit them out. Because the flames fell from a high altitude, they formed such a large area of fire rain."
"Wow, it has to be Brother Xue again. I admire you so much! Then why can he stand in the air?" Ma Chengyun clapped his hands and wanted to get close to him to disgust him, but Xue Yide pushed him away with disgust.
"I don't know. I'm nearsighted and can't see clearly."
Ma Chengyun turned around and bumped into Xie Yuan who was standing nearby. Xie Yuan was frowning and looking up to observe something. He was caught off guard and staggered. He lifted Ma Chengyun's collar with the hilt of his sword and threw him aside:
"Go away and don't bother me."
After saying this, she ignored Ma Chengyun's aggrieved tears and continued to look up at Taoist Yunshan's feet with squinted eyes. Then she remembered the camera function that the female college students had taught her before, so she took a picture of him directly, and kept magnifying the gap between his feet and the red rope. As expected, she found a clue and looked up in surprise:
"Brother, I found it! He was stepping on a fishing line. It was too far away and you couldn't see it clearly without looking carefully."
Xie Yuan sent the big picture to the group. Pictures reveal the truth. Now Taoist Yunshan was completely exposed and his identity as a charlatan was confirmed.
"Did you hear that? That Taoist priest is just a charlatan who pretends to be a god. Don't behave like that again. It's really bringing shame to me, Chang Hao!"
Duanmu Yu lectured the Changhao officials behind him, who all nodded in agreement and looked at the priests with more and more admiration.
"Haha, this old Deng is a charlatan. He made me worry for so long!" Tong Zhenzhen was angry when she thought of her embarrassing appearance of being frightened to the point of limp legs. Xie Ci rarely agreed with her:
"It's really hard for him to stand on the fishing line at his age."
He sneered, and with his slender fingers he took out a feathered arrow from the quiver behind him. His dark black outfit danced in the wind. The young general had practiced archery since he was young. When he drew the bow, his posture was elegant and powerful. The muscles in his arms were tense and exerted force, and he easily bent the bow into a full moon, with the tip of the arrow pointing to Taoist Yunshan in mid-air.
"I am kind-hearted, so let this old man come down and have a rest."
The sound of light laughter mixed with the whistling of a sharp arrow breaking through the air faded away, and in a flash, the hair crown worn by Taoist Yunshan was shot down. He was already uneasy because his signature skill was discovered, and now he was even more frightened to the point of losing his soul. His feet lost strength, and he fell straight down from the air.
"Master! Quick, quick, catch the Master!"
The young Taoist priests on the tower hurriedly reached out to pick up the unconscious Taoist Yunshan. They lost their proud look as they had just shouted. They turned to the high priest for help:
"Uncle Master, what should we do? Even Master can't control those evildoers!"
"Pah, pah, pah, those might really be priests. We have hit a wall this time!"
"What should we do? Why don't we just run away first..."
The high priest gnashed his teeth in anger and grabbed the collar of the Taoist boy closest to him:
"You dare to call me sad again?!"
His eyes were red, and he thought he had won the battle, but who would have thought that in less than a cup of tea, his senior brother who boasted of his great skills was defeated. Without caring about anything else, he waved the battle flag and shouted to the patrol soldiers lined up in front of the city gate:
"Come on! Come on, all of you!"
But the patrol soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. They knew that weapons were useless against the priests, and who could be a match for General Xie in terms of fists and feet? Moreover, they had received help from General Xie, so they certainly did not want to be his enemy.
Seeing that the soldiers dared not to obey his orders, the high priest was so angry that he could not speak. Chen Kan, who had been watching the situation, seized the opportunity and shouted to Xie Ci:
"General Xie, you are the great general who protects the country of Linyuan. How could you collude with foreign enemies and betray the king? You'd better stop it quickly and turn back!"
Xie Ci raised his head and continued along with Chen Kan's words:
"Colluding with foreign enemies? This is simply nonsense. I came back with Changhao's letter of alliance. How can it be considered colluding with foreign enemies when traveling with future allies?"
Yan Yue, who had been hiding in the carriage, got out upon hearing the sound and bowed to Chen Kan from a distance:
"Yan Yue, the Marquis of Changhao and Changle, greets the governor of Gaoting. I have come here on behalf of my master to negotiate peace. I have prepared a hundred golden carriages and a thousand pieces of brocade to show my sincerity. I never thought that your country would have such mischief-making people who want to prevent the two countries from making peace."
"How dare I neglect the Marquis of Changle. I failed to welcome you from afar!" Chen Kan apologized repeatedly, asking the high priest in a seemingly pleading but actually forceful manner:
"High Priest, there must be some misunderstanding. Since the other party said that Changhao wants to form an alliance, we must invite the person in first and verify his identity. After confirming that it is correct, we can report it to His Majesty for a decision. What do you think?"
"...Yes." The high priest uttered a word through his teeth. If he objected in front of everyone, wouldn't he be exposing his own problems? Chen Kan was such a fence-sitter, he actually turned the tables!
Chen Kan bowed in a pretentious manner and led his men down to make arrangements. He had no choice but to follow them. Before leaving, he glanced down uneasily. The moment he saw Duanmu Yu, his hair stood on end. He hadn't paid much attention to him in the chaos just now. It turned out to be him? ! Xie Ci was so trusted by Chang Hao that even Duanmu Yu stood up for him!
The high priest clenched his fists. If it were anyone else, he would not be afraid, but this Duanmu Yu was the direct contact between him and Chang Hao. Not only did they exchange letters, he had even met him in person.
No, we cannot lose our composure. Even if we form an alliance, Changhao cannot help but be cautious. This hidden chess piece of his is still useful.
While the high priest was comforting himself, he was actually nervous, especially when he met Duanmu Yu's eyes. He was frightened by the other's half-smile.
Chen Kan ordered the soldiers to open the city gates, and he hurried over to meet them. He walked up to Xie Ci and whispered:
"Thank you, General. I apologize for offending you just now."
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