Cyber Daming

It was windy, rainy and chilly.

Gong Qinghong walked slowly on the misty stone steps in the mountains. Although it was raining heavily, he always had a faint smile on his face.

Because he had sown another seed just now. No matter what the result of going up the mountain today was, at least he didn't return empty-handed.

"The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. A little adds up to a lot, and the trickle becomes a sea. Sooner or later, these people will wake up, and the wild geese will return to their nests, and they will be my helpers!"

Boom!

At this moment, there was a clear and melodious sound of a copper chime that penetrated the rain curtain and reached Gong Qinghong's ears.

The smile on Gong Qinghong's lips suddenly faded away, his face was solemn, he stood straight and bowed to the end.

"Honghu Gong Qinghong, please see Mr. Yu of the Qingcheng Group."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fog covering the road ahead dispersed to both sides, revealing a simple and elegant rain pavilion on the mountainside.

A rather magical scene appeared in front of Gong Qinghong.

I saw that the wind and rain that invaded the mountains stopped suddenly outside the court. If I encountered a thunder pool, I couldn't step into it at all.

There are stone tables and benches in the pavilion, and green smoke rises from a ring-shaped incense burner on the table.

A faint fragrance floated and entered Gong Qinghong's nose.

In such a fairy scene, Gong Qinghong only smelled the pungent smell of blood.

The stove is antique and the incense is musk.

The fire that burns incense is the fat of the people and the anointing of the people.

A middle-aged man with creamy skin and a white face without beard was sitting in the pavilion, wearing a green robe, with eye-catching small letters tattooed with gold thread on his chest.

Qingcheng Group, Yu.

Behind him, there were two young men wearing smart clothes and buns, guarding him.

Although there were no obvious signs on the men's bodies, the black rings between their fingers revealed their identities.

The only people who can carry a simple temporary prison sentence at any time are the Jinyiwei who are being compiled!

"Even the disciples of my own Taoist sect are placed in the Jinyi Guards to eat the royal food. They are so blatantly taking advantage of the imperial court. It seems that the life of the Yu family is not easy. No wonder they are trying their best to drive away the Gu family and find a way for themselves to make money."

"It's a pity that all the plans failed in Li Jun's hands."

Gong Qinghong cursed in his heart, but still did not put down his hands in salute. He said with a respectful expression: "I'd like to trouble you, Taoist Priest Yu, to come down the mountain to greet me. Gong Qinghong is very frightened."

"It's not that I came down the mountain to greet you, but that you Honghu people stink and are not worthy of going up the mountain."

Gong Qinghong had a bit of a self-indulgent attitude, and did not show any composure because of Yu Canghai's sarcasm.

"In any case, Qinghong is very grateful to Taoist Master Yu for taking time out of his busy schedule."

"Still as shameless as ever. Does your vertical and horizontal sequence require that only shameless people can be promoted?"

Yu Canghai's temper was the same as his flying sword named 'Red Dragon', both were fiery and outrageous.

Seeing that the other party was always so aggressive, Gong Qinghong did not intend to retreat again. He put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "If Taoist Master Yu looks down on Honghu so much, then why did he go down the mountain to meet him today?"

"I am a member of the Jinyi Guards of Chengdu Prefecture. You are the rebels arrested by the imperial court. I am here to arrest you, not to see you."

As soon as Yu Canghai finished speaking, the two Jinyi guards on the left and right took a heavy step forward at the same time.

At the same time, the shower that was blocked outside the pavilion slapped Gong Qinghong's cheek like a strong wind.

Gong Qinghong's expression did not change, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, "You are a member of the Baihu family, but Honghu is not a bandit."

"There is no need to explain whether you are a bandit or not. When you go to jail, you will naturally admit it obediently."

Yu Canghai flicked his finger, and a line of fire suddenly appeared in the rain.

The sound of the clanging sword actually drowned out the sound of the rumbling rain at this moment.

"The villain didn't commit murder or arson, but he was sent to prison. Those thugs who committed crimes with force were able to get away with it. What's the point of being an official?!"

Gong Qinghong's voice is like a loud bell, echoing in the mountain road.

Zheng!

The line of fire flew, and the tail flame dragged evaporating water vapor behind it, the sound was terrifying!

"Seeing that my son was wrongfully killed and still unable to take revenge, what kind of fatherhood is this?!"

Yu Canghai's features were ferocious and his voice was as cold as frost, "Are you teaching me how to do things?!"

Gong Qinghong replied loudly: "I don't dare, I just want to do things for the adults of hundreds of households!"

Buzz!

The line of fire suddenly stopped, and the strong wind blew Gong Qing's hair flying.

But he still had a calm expression on his face, looking calmly at the red flying sword hovering in front of his eyes.

Yu Canghai sneered, "Working for me, what do I need you guys to do?"

"Of course it's a trivial matter that is inconvenient for you to deal with."

Gong Qinghong smiled slightly, "For example, I will kill Li Jun for you to avenge the murder of your son."

"Just you? A little Zonghengba knife hunter."

Yu Canghai said disdainfully: "It is clearly written in Jinyiwei's residence newspaper that your promotion ritual was destroyed by Li Jun. You are already disgraced, and now you actually dare to talk about your greed here?"

Gong Qinghong's expression did not change, "Li Jun was not included in the calculation of that day's situation. He was just a random variable."

Yu Canghai frowned and sneered, "Do you think I will believe your sophistry?"

"True or false, seeing is believing, hearing is believing."

Gong Qinghong laughed, waved his wet sleeves, and bowed his hands to Yu Canghai again.

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter if you try again, sir? If it doesn't work, you won't lose anything."

"Or are you willing to just watch Li Jun prosper in Chongqing Mansion, and not worry about whether he will be a big loser in the future?"

The wind and rain were like darkness, the beating tail flames made a crackling sound, and the high temperature made Gong Qinghong's dough hurt.

After being silent for a long time, the man in the pavilion finally spoke slowly: "Zongheng sequence, Chao Qin and Mu Chu, there is no final decision. Tell me, what do you want from me when King Yin sends you here this time?"

"Ming treasure banknotes, military firearms, and healing elixirs are all acceptable."

Yu Canghai narrowed his eyes, "Gong Qinghong, are you provoking me?"

Gong Qinghong looked sincere, "I don't dare. Honghu only took these things to help the border guards suppress the unrest in the criminal areas. They will never appear in the empire's mainland."

Yu Canghai sneered: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"As long as the words are touching enough, won't the mountain ghosts also listen to people talking about Hongye? Moreover, my lord, you are a member of the Jinyiwei family, so you should know Honghu's abilities. Li Jun is just a trivial meeting gift."

Gong Qinghong stretched out his hand and pointed to the magnificent Taoist temple hidden in the mist above his head.

"That's what Honghu can really do for you."

Buzz..

The flying sword turned and fell into the Taoist's long sleeve.

"I have not seen you in Qingcheng Mountain today. I will not let you see you anywhere else in the future."

"Don't worry, tomorrow's Jinyiweidi newspaper will only read that the Jinyiwei of Chengdu Prefecture successfully captured a member of the Honghu Organization who was trying to sneak into Qingcheng Mountain."

Gong Qinghong bowed to the end, and when he stood up again, there was no one in Fang Yuting.

Only the curls of green smoke from the incense burner were still rising.

The mist on both sides of the stone stairs gathered again, engulfing Gong Qinghong's figure.