Chapter 391 Fubao: Look at me stabbing the villain!
On the bank of Yingshui River, Uncle Lu looked up at the sky and finally sighed.
"Dad, two days, two days, and two more days..."
Lu Xian'er looked at Uncle Lu with an unhappy look on her face.
"Okay, okay, go ahead, go ahead!"
Uncle Lu looked helplessly at his little daughter who had been very jumpy since she was a child. He was totally at a loss as to what to do.
But in reality, it's no wonder Lu Xian'er was so upset. They'd come all this way, and nothing had happened. Just tell me, isn't that infuriating?
"Sister, let's go, let's go!"
"Xiao Nian'er, let's go home and play with Fubao!"
After getting her father's permission, Lu Xian'er immediately rushed towards the thatched hut in the distance.
Not long after, Lu Xian'er called Lu Mudan and Li Nian, the youngest son of Prince Yan, out of the thatched hut.
Then, she waved happily to Uncle Lu and said, "Dad, we're leaving, leaving!"
What dragon vein?
It's just funny!
From ancient times to the present, in countless dynasties, who has ever heard of the downfall of a dynasty requiring the severing of the dragon veins?
Even though the previous dynasty believed in the doctrine of calamity, the Tang Dynasty, which replaced it, never attempted to cut through the dragon veins. In Lu Xian'er's opinion, the dragon vein theory was simply a misleading tactic.
He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world!
The Tang Dynasty now has the support of the people, and this has nothing to do with the dragon veins.
"You go first, I'll wait for two more days!"
"Well, it's up to you!"
When she heard that her father had to wait for two more days, Lu Xian'er quickly waved goodbye.
Uncle Lu sighed and waved his hand.
After waiting for two more days to confirm that it was indeed a false alarm, he must go and ask that old man what nonsense he spread. It was really tormenting him.
…
Lingshui Village, Old Xu’s home.
Fubao has been fasting and bathing for three consecutive days.
Of course, what Mrs. Xu said was that she didn't want to eat meat in recent days and felt a little nauseous.
Old Mrs. Xu thought the child was sick, but Xu Zhong said it was normal. Xu Zhong just gave a general explanation, and Old Mrs. Xu understood.
Looking at Fubao's eyes, he felt even more pity.
Correspondingly, they are even more disgusted with those who plot against their family behind their backs.
As for Fubao, he was completely oblivious to the complex psychological changes of his mother. The reason she fasted and bathed was because she was preparing to do something big.
Generally speaking, for those who want to harm her, drawing circles and cursing them is already a powerful counterattack.
But now, this time, Fubao decided to do something ruthless.
She wants to stab a villain!
Of course, her method of piercing the figurine wasn't some kind of witchcraft. After all, she didn't understand witchcraft at all; she simply wanted to vent her frustration.
There are two targets for stabbing the villain. The first is naturally the Saint of the Disaster Dao, and the second is the Taoist master of the Disaster Dao.
These two were the leaders of the Jieyun Dao, and they were definitely to blame for the attack on her.
Considering the Jieyun Dao's methods, Fubao estimated that the ordinary method of drawing circles might not be very effective. So he decided to try a more advanced method, piercing the villain.
Since this was his first time doing this, Fubao felt that he still needed some sense of ritual.
Fast and bathe to show one's piety.
Not eating meat for three days was a huge sin for Fubao, who couldn't live without meat. But in order to make the bad guys suffer retribution, she felt that this little sin was still bearable.
Finally, three days passed.
Fubao immediately took out the paper and cut out two little figures with scissors. Then he found his third brother's pen and wrote the names of the Saint of the Disaster Dao and the Lord of the Disaster Dao on the little paper figures.
"Oh my god, they are the ones who want to harm your daughter. You must see clearly!"
Then, Fubao pricked his left little finger with the tip of the needle.
The bright red blood fell on the two little paper figures.
"Stab the villain, stab the villain!"
Fubao took the needle and stabbed the paper man violently.
Finally, the two little paper figures were set on fire and burned to ashes.
"Miss, what are you doing?"
Lichun looked at Fubao in surprise as he watched him finish everything, feeling that his young lady's recent behavior was really abnormal.
"I'm cursing the bad guys!"
Fubao waved his fist.
Lichun looked confused and said, "Miss, is this all right?"
"It should, probably work!"
How could Fubao know if it would work? She had never done this before. But, isn't that how it's played out in movies and TV shows?
Of course, it's a bit more upscale.
Things like birth dates, personal belongings, or even underwear, they even made special figurines, and then took an embroidery needle and pricked some embroidery whenever they had nothing to do.
In comparison, Fubao's making of the figurine seems a bit childish.
But who cares about this?
Anyway, to me, this is called making a voodoo doll.
Whether it can be successful depends on the ability of God.
…
Jingxu Temple in the capital.
This is not a famous Taoist temple, but a place where people are taught to play chess.
But who would have thought that the leader of the Jieyun Dao was the professor of Jingxu Temple, known as Mr. Jingxu.
"Master, there's still no news from the Saint!"
When a fire broke out on the West Mountain where the imperial mausoleum was located, the leader of the Jieyun Dao became distracted.
Regarding the location of the Tang Dynasty Dragon Vein, the Dao Master of the Jieyun Dao had never actually figured it out. Although he was the Dao Master, it did not mean that he was omniscient and omnipotent.
"Send people to the West Mountain. If they are alive, they must find the person. If they are dead, they must find the body!"
"Follow the Dao!"
The disciples of the Jieyun Dao who came to report the news to the Dao Master of the Jieyun Dao quickly retreated.
The Dao master of Jieyun Dao had a solemn expression on his face. When Du Qingruo was assigned by him to go to the imperial mausoleum to cut off the dragon vein of the Tang Dynasty, he had looked at Du Qingruo's face and it did not look like she would die young.
But now, there is no one alive and no body found. What is going on?
What kind of murderous intent is hidden in the tomb of Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty?
"Mr. Jingxu!"
Just when the leader of the Jieyun Dao was puzzled, a voice of someone calling out came from outside the Jingxu Temple.
Soon, the person who greeted the leader of the Disaster Dao appeared in front of him.
"So it's the Marquis of Zhenjun who has come to visit. I hope you'll forgive me for not being able to greet him in person!"
The person who came was Yan Mei, the Marquis of Zhenjun, who was Yan Jing's brother.
"Mr. Jingxu, I came here today because I have a question. I hope you can answer it!"
"Marquis Zhenjun, please speak!"
The leader of the Jieyun Dao looked at Yan Mei very respectfully.
The fact that he could run Jingxu Temple peacefully in this area was entirely due to the protection of the Marquis of Zhenjun. Therefore, the leader of Jieyun Dao was always very respectful to the Marquis of Zhenjun Yan Jing.
"Sir, could you please tell me where those people who left your place earlier came from?"
"What?"
The leader of the Jieyun Dao was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean by this, Marquis Zhenjun? I don't really understand."
“Bring it in!”
Zhenjun Hou Yan Mei shouted loudly.
The next moment, teams of neatly-armed soldiers appeared in Jingxu Temple, and at the same time, several people were arrested. One of them was the disciple of Jieyun Dao who had just spoken to the leader of Jieyun Dao.
"Should I call you Mr. Jingxu or Dao Master?"
After hearing what Zhenjun Hou Yan Mei said, the leader of Jieyun Dao was really confused. He really wanted to know where he was exposed.
He has been in Jingxu Temple for so many years, how could he suddenly be exposed?
It would have been bad enough if he was just exposed, but even the most capable people around him were caught.
"Marquis Zhenjun, I, Jieyundao, and your Marquis Zhenjun Mansion have never had any grudges against each other. Why are you trying to make things difficult for yourself?"
Now that my identity has been exposed, there is no point in pretending anymore.
The leader of the Jieyun Dao simply stopped hiding his identity and stated it openly.
"Shoot!"
Upon hearing the identity of the leader of Jieyun Dao, Yan Mei waved his hand and gave the order without thinking.
The leader of the Jieyun Dao is no ordinary person.
When dealing with such a person, one must not take it lightly. Therefore, Yan Mei did not intend to fight him alone. Although he came from a military family, he was not the type to show off his strength and fight fiercely.
Since we have soldiers at our disposal, why should we do it ourselves?
whoosh!
whoosh!
whoosh!
The moment Zhenjun Hou Yan Jing gave the order, the soldiers who entered Jingxu Temple with him raised their hands at the same time, and crossbow arrows rained down.
For close-range shooting, the crossbows equipped by the Tang Dynasty soldiers are definitely powerful weapons.
The leader of the Jieyun Dao was indeed a master, but no matter how powerful he was, facing this rain of arrows, he could only dodge. The flesh body ignored the rain of arrows and was invulnerable to swords and spears. These were all legends.
In reality, there really is no one who is invulnerable to swords and guns.
The leader of the Jieyun Dao is indeed very tall, as tall as several floors.
The moment the rain of arrows was about to hit him, he flew out like lightning.
Unfortunately, although he avoided most of the crossbow arrows, he was still hit by two crossbow arrows on the edge.
"Shoot again!"
If one wave of arrows is avoided, then another wave will come.
"Shoot them all!"
To deal with a strong man like the Lord of the Disaster Dao, you must try your best.
"Yan Mei, you beast!"
The Jieyun Daoist Master was indeed a skilled martial artist, but the problem was that his martial arts weren't the same kind of military-style killing techniques as Xu Laoer's. Of course, the most important thing was that within the cramped confines of Jingxu Monastery, there was absolutely no room for personal martial arts skills to flourish.
You are fast and can dash and arrive in an instant.
But before you get close, the crossbow arrow has already arrived.
Unless you are not afraid of crossbow attacks, you can only hide.
In order to capture the leader of the Jieyun Dao, Zhenjun Hou Yanmei also made great efforts. He brought with him the absolute elite of the Imperial City Division, and each of them was equipped with four crossbows and their own crossbow cases.
Hundreds of people against one person!
There is no close combat throughout the process, and the opponent is not given the opportunity to engage in close combat.
Just shoot!
Shoot again!
Still shoot!
Poor leader of the Jieyun Dao, who was definitely one of the top martial arts masters of the time in terms of martial arts skills, was forced by a group of ordinary soldiers to dodge and had no power to fight back.
"Master Dao, please stop resisting!"
"If you still refuse to surrender, then I will have no choice but to have someone poisoned!"
The Marquis of Zhenjun came here to capture the Taoist master of Jieyun Dao alive.
This is the will of His Majesty.
To be alive!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much time talking to the leader of the Jieyun Dao.
The first chapter has been delivered. I'll go make something to eat, come back and continue typing. I'll be revived with full health right here. I'm going to type, type, and type!
(End of this chapter)
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