Cyber Daming

The wind and rain are like darkness.

The water line slid down Wang Xie's tall nose, hit his dry lips, and disappeared in an instant.

He closed his lips tightly, but a heavy voice sounded in the Taoist's heart.

"Why do you believe that Honghu will give you Taoist authority?"

"Since they chose me, do you think I still have a choice? But these are not important."

Taoist Qingyi laughed and said calmly: "Whether what they said is true or false, at least they gave me a glimmer of hope."

"Zhang Jinyun, I can give you a glimmer of hope, as long as you can tell who the mastermind is and where he is hiding."

Wang Xie looked solemn and said, "As the chief flag officer of the Second Jinyiwei Division of Chongqing Prefecture, I guarantee that I can spare your life. If you don't believe it, I can swear to the law of the Ming Dynasty."

The General Banner of Jinyiwei is a formal official registered in the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the imperial court, and should be subject to the control and supervision of the Ming Dynasty Law.

Although today's Ming Dynasty law is no longer as strong as it used to be, it is quite "in name only".

But the Legalists who are in charge of the three legal departments of the empire are a group of "very small-minded" people.

Even if New Donglin Party officials are recorded for violating the law, they will spare no effort to criticize or even stalk them.

Even if it doesn't kill you, it will disgust you to death.

Therefore, at this moment, Wang Xie is guaranteeing the Ming Law, which shows that he is not deceiving the Taoist with words.

"Even if you don't kill me, what's the difference between going to prison and dying?"

Zhang Jinyun's ferocious and terrifying face showed a faint smile, "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. If you don't hear the Tao, why should you fear death immediately?"

"I"

As soon as Wang Xie's words came out, the Taoist suddenly raised his hand to clasp the long knife, turned his neck, and hit the blade with his throat.

The Taoist let go of the blade, his figure staggered, and finally slowly collapsed to the ground.

The cut throat was prickly with blood, jumped up into the air, and was hit by raindrops. It fell on the Taoist's green robe and bloomed into bloody flowers.

He summoned up his last bit of strength and tremblingly took out a mechanical magic bell from his sleeve.

"The yellow beams in the sky in the ten directions are as numerous as sand and dust, and they transform into the realms of the ten directions to help save the heavens and people."

Click.

The Fa Ling was trampled to pieces by Wang Xie and crushed into the soil.

Since you are unwilling to repent, there is no need to transcend.

"Boss, Zhang Jinyun is dead, but we still haven't asked for information about the person behind the scenes."

Wang Xie's voice was slightly frustrated.

As the commander-in-chief of the Second Jinyiwei Division of Chongqing Prefecture, his self-esteem was severely damaged when he failed to extract useful information from prisoners twice in a row.

I even feel that I am not worthy of the word ‘Zongheng’.

I am obviously an honest person, so why did my awakened gene choose to become a follower of order?

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

"knew."

The voice that came back from the communication was not as angry as Wang Xie expected, but was very calm.

This made Wang Xie feel even more uncomfortable. With a livid face, he punched the tree trunk beside him.

Hongya Mountain, Tingfeng Pavilion.

The gray-haired old man hung up the call, his sharp eyes fixed on Jin Shenghuo's fat face.

"Tell me, who is coming this time?"

Jin Shenghuo looked embarrassed, raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and said tentatively: "That traitor from the Que family, Gong Qinghong?"

"There is him, but he is not qualified to take charge."

"Then I really don't know, Master Baihu."

"Don't know? Then you don't need to be a general. From now on, I will do nothing else. I will lead my guards to kill your card-type people every day. How many people died in Qixia Group Square today, you just How many lives will it take to pay for it!"

"Master, please calm down. Please calm down."

Jin Sheng, who was just touching the edge of the chair with his buttocks, stood up with a groan and walked to the old man's side with a look of tears on his face.

"Old man, you also know that we are all small characters who can't even go up to the 'Golden Tower'. Although the title of 'Eight Generals of a Thousand Doors' sounds resounding, that's because you don't care about us, otherwise We would have packed up and left a long time ago.”

"This time Honghu's people are causing trouble, General Tuo and I really didn't hear anything about it."

The old man closed his eyes slightly and gently rubbed his temples.

"Okay, since you don't know, I won't force you. Let it be like this in this life. Remember not to be a human being when you are reincarnated in the next life."

"Old man!"

Jin Shenghuo felt like a fat pig being stabbed in the butt with a knife, his fat body wailing and collapsed.

"General! You can ask the general. He is the one who makes the decision. He may have some news."

A cold gaze glanced at Jin Shenghuo, who was shaking like he was falling into an ice cave.

"At this time, you still want to play borrowed knife to kill with me?"

"The villain doesn't dare. Although the villain is not a good person, he can still distinguish the priorities before justice."

Jin Shenghuo said in a trembling voice: "Even if General Zheng is not involved in this matter, he definitely knows some inside information!"

"Grandpa, it hurts. My head hurts so much."

Before the boy opened his eyes, he was already crying.

But after wailing for a long time, she still didn't hear that familiar, gentle voice.

He didn't even feel that dry but warm hand patting his head.

The boy rubbed his face, wiping the snot and tears into black lines on his face, and then opened his eyes.

A noisy and chaotic world jumped into the boy's sight.

Broken flags, dirty flags, collapsed altars, and bloody futons.

There were also the broken limbs and pieces of flesh all over the place, and the blood that even the rain couldn't wash away, flowing everywhere.

"Grandpa. Grandpa, where are you?"

The boy curled up on the futon and looked helplessly.

Unfortunately, except for the cold wind and rain, no one responded to his mournful call.

The only companion was the wooden flying sword inserted at his waist.

"Well"

A muffled groan came from his side, and the boy shuddered and quickly buried his head in the futon.

After a long time, a dirty little face slowly lifted up from between his legs and quietly looked in the direction of the sound.

It's uncle Taoist friend!

The boy's head suddenly pulled up, and he blew out a stream of snot from his excited breath, hanging on his lips.

Although Zou Sijiu was bleeding from his mouth and nose at this moment, he looked extremely horrifying.

But in the boy's eyes, he was so kind. He stuck his butt out, jumped off the futon, and quickly ran to Zou Sijiu.

"Uncle Daoist Brother, have you seen my grandpa?

The boy called timidly, but Zou Sijiu showed no response.

"Uncle Taoist brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding so much? Is it because you eat too much sugar? Grandpa can't eat too much sugar. He'll get angry and get nosebleeds."

The boy picked up the dirty clothes and wiped Zou Sijiu's face with his feet.

The more I rubbed it, the darker the blood became.

But when the corner of his clothes brushed between his nose, the boy suddenly saw that Zou Sijiu's closed eyes seemed to tremble a few times.

"Uncle Taoist Brother, are you awake? You are indeed pretending to be asleep! Stop sleeping. Can you take me to find my grandpa? I can't find him."

Maybe he is born bold, maybe he misses his grandfather, or maybe there is an invisible voice guiding him.

The boy actually stretched out his hands to hold Zou Sijiu's head and rocked it back and forth.

Click click.

The wire harness inserted behind Zou Sijiu's head suddenly exploded with several sparks.

The next moment, Zou Sijiu's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the burst of light made the boy jump, scream, and fall into the rain.

"Destroy my Dharma assembly and steal my cave. Zou Sijiu, I, Wang Wenqin, will fight to the death with you!"

At the same time, an angry voice suddenly came from a distance.

And it becomes clear and piercing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you fucking stupid? I'm also in the cave. How can I ruin your ceremony?"

Whoosh!

The harsh sound that broke through the air stung Zou Sijiu's scalp, and he turned his eyes in horror.

I saw a white line piercing the rain and turning into beads, heading towards him to assassinate him.

"Who else could it be but you?!"

A tall and slender figure stood on the square, wearing a bright yellow satin robe, with a bun on his head, a beard growing on his jaw, and a fairy-like temperament, but his eyes were as fierce as a wolf.

It was Wang Wenqin, the Taoist Shenxia who was squeezed out of the cave.

"Fuck, how did someone as stupid as you get promoted to Dao Qi?"

Zou Sijiu cursed, picked up the crying boy, and ran away.

It's a pity that this is reality, not a cave.

Without the help of 'authority', how could he possibly outrun that flying sword.

The sword screamed, and Empress Zou Sijiu's heart ached as it stabbed her.

Just as he was thinking quickly about how to keep the boy. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past me.

In a daze, Zou Sijiu seemed to feel someone tapping his shoulder.

He subconsciously looked back and saw a figure leaping up, his body armor fluttering like an eagle flying into the air.

The white flying sword seemed to be angered, and the tail flame at the end of the sword's hilt was even more dazzling, and it rushed forward.

Flying swords are like pythons, and eagles and falcons are probing their claws.

Zheng! A sonorous sound of thunder exploded in the air.

In an instant, everything was silent, the wind and rain were silent.

The perpetrators looked horrified, and those who fled were even more frightened.

An instant later, exclamations mixed with the sound of wind and rain rose into the sky, seemingly venting the fear that had just accumulated in their hearts.

The warrior in black clothes fell from the sky like a heavy sword, and where he stood, the green bricks were covered with cracks.

In his hand, he held a 'white python' that was still struggling wildly.

Click!

The 'white python' was divided into pieces and the flying sword was broken.

The flesh and blood of the ‘Eagle Claw’ is rolled up, and the white bones are vaguely visible.

Zou Sijiu, who had stopped at some point, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly exhaled a mouthful of bloody breath and grinned.

"Don't tell me, he's so damn handsome."