Chapter 379 The Little Heavenly Master Arrives, Traitor Zhao Leads to Death
Originally, Zhao Duan was not sure about what means Prince Jing would use to attack him.
Or whether you really dare to do it.
But when the "spy" Wu Ling sent the secret letter, he understood everything.
At present, the interests of the imperial court and the eight kings are in conflict, and neither side is ready to break up.
Therefore, even if Prince Jing wanted to show off his muscles, he would not do it himself. Therefore, the person who is most responsible for the "assassination of Zhao Duan" is undoubtedly Kuang Fu She.
The cooperation between Prince Jing’s Palace and Zhuang Xiaocheng is not a secret.
How many people will come to kill you today?
Zhao Duan is not sure, but he doesn't mind making more life-saving preparations before arriving at Yansuo Lake.
For example, in the past few days, he used the novel as a reward to get Pei Niannu's promise to make a move in the "Six Chapters".
Another example...deliberately tied Xu Junling to the warship.
This is one of the reasons why the King of Huai'an was suspected of being involved in the assassination. What's more important is that she can be used as a shield at a critical moment.
Neither King Jing nor Zhuang Xiaocheng would assassinate Xu Junling together, because that would undoubtedly mean a fight to the death with King Huai'an.
"You..."
The ice-smart Xu Junling understood, but his oval face wrapped in a red and white cloak was still slightly white.
This long-sleeved "social butterfly" who is good at dancing did not expect that Zhao Shijun, who was always teasing him, would have such a ruthless side.
After Zhao Duan said the word "hush", there was only one boat under his feet on Yansuo Lake, and the whole lake became quiet.
From a high altitude, it looks like a puddle of pure jasper. This is a battlefield sent by heaven.
Hou Renmeng and other officials who went to drive away the idlers have all returned and quietly drew their swords in their hands.
The surroundings became quiet, there was no noise at all, only the wind made some imperceptible abnormal noises.
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At the same time.
A few miles away from Yansuo Lake, in a dense forest, heavy footsteps could be heard.
The cloth shoes, which are a bit larger than ordinary people, stepped on the dead branches and leaves in the forest. The dry branches broke with a "click", leaving a series of medium-deep depressions in the soft forest floor.
Walking in the forest is an old monk.
He is as tall as an ape, wearing plain and clean monk robes, and hanging from his neck is a string of thirty-six Buddhist beads made of jade in the shape of Buddha heads. Each one is as big as an adult's fist.
The burly old monk holds an iron Zen staff with a crescent-shaped top and weighs hundreds of kilograms, but in the monk's hand it is as light as a riding cane.
On the old monk's rosy and serious face, there was no beard or hair, and even his eyebrows were so pale that they were almost invisible, but his eyes were pale gold, mysterious.
If there is anyone who is familiar with Buddhism, he will be able to recognize him at a glance. This person is clearly Nagarjuna, one of the three "Bodhisattvas" under the abbot Xuan Yin of the current Dayu Buddhism, Shenlong Temple. Buddha.
He is also a veteran warrior monk who failed to compete with Xuan Yin for the title of "World Honored One" and has settled down to this day.
Some time ago, Nagarjuna left the temple where he practiced and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he appeared outside Huting City.
"Click."
"Click."
Nagarjuna walked out of the dense forest, and a deserted winding path appeared in front of him.
The trail leads to Smoke Lock Lake.
In early winter, the paths are covered with palm-sized fallen leaves and are deserted.
However, Nagarjuna suddenly stopped and looked solemnly at a carriage parked quietly on the path ahead.
How could a carriage appear on a deserted, broken, rugged and difficult trail?
The carriage is pure black, and I don’t know what kind of material it is made of.
The horses pulling the cart are pure white in color, without any trace of color, and they are quite steeding, unlike ordinary horses. There is a short bulge on the forehead.
At this moment, he was trampling his hooves uneasily and spitting out two injections of white air from his nostrils.
"Nagarjuna, where are you going?"
The carriage has no driver. At this moment, the curtain is rolled up, and a figure is sitting cross-legged in the carriage, speaking calmly.
Nagarjuna, with a ruddy face and hairless face and golden eyes, gently placed the Zen staff on the ground, and it instantly sank a foot into the ground.
The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, why is the little Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion passing through this place?"
In the carriage, the identity of a disciple of Zhang Yan was revealed, and the "little Celestial Master" who was as unpredictable as a ghost in the world was in the carriage. "Celestial Master" seemed to smile.
He was clearly smiling, but when paired with his ugly face, which was naturally as vicious as a Rakshasa ghost, it looked even more ferocious.
The little Heavenly Master was sitting cross-legged, wearing a fluffy black priest robe, with disheveled hair. A large sword with a blade about five fingers wide was placed across his knees.
The name of the sword is Red Tide, which is named after its scarlet color. From top to bottom, there are nine black seal characters inscribed on the sword: "Those who face the enemy in battle, all march forward in formation."
Every word is outlined like a talisman or a divine inscription.
The little heavenly master smiled and said: "I asked you where you were going, but you asked me instead."
Nagarjuna sighed softly: "You and I, the monks, should have been in the river. Don’t cross the river. Little Heavenly Master, please get out of the way. I’ve never seen you before.”
My appearance is ugly and my cultivation ranks first among the six Heavenly Master disciples. The Little Heavenly Master said lightly:
"Nagarjuna Bodhisattva has been practicing for a long time. In the past, I gave you face and honored you as Bodhisattva. Do you really think that you are comparable to Xuanyin?
Haha, I am too lazy to fight with you. I heard the previous paragraph One day, there was a fight between the two families. Your disciple named Tianhai beat up a young man in the palace. This time, the young man named Zhao came to Huting. I just came to have a look with Jin Jian'er and Tian Yuan. What does he look like if you are familiar with him?
But you are hiding in the mountains, maybe you are doing something sinister?"
Nagarjuna's mind was revealed. , his already red face turned even redder, but he said in a deep voice:
"Since Tianhai is Lao Na's closed disciple, Lao Na goes to see that Zhao Duan, so what?"
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"Ha, the Buddhist master really taught a group of bald donkeys who bully the small ones," the little heavenly master grinned, showing his yellow teeth:
"If you are poor and Taoist, you won't allow it."
Nagarjuna put his hands together and said indifferently:
"You want to stop me?"
As he spoke, his pale golden eyes lit up slightly, and there were fist-sized fists hanging on his chest. The Buddha's heads turn at the same time, pointing the "Buddha faces" with different expressions towards each other.
The little Heavenly Master put his fingers together and slowly wiped away the red tide sword blade on his knees. The blood on the sword surged like a tide, and the characters on the talismans shone slightly.
A smile appeared on his fierce indigo face:
“I’m happy to accompany you.”
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"What are you listening to?"
On the second floor of the building, Xu Junling's heartbeat was beating like a drum, but she pretended to be calm. The cold wind blew on her face. She raised her ears, but she only heard the sound of wind blowing across the water.
Zhao Duan did not speak, Ji Yue, who was standing behind him, suddenly whispered:
"There are people under the water, many people, with knives."
This person The white-eyed sorceress stood beside the boat, looking quietly at the calm lake. She raised her wet palms, as if she wanted to squeeze them, but then took them back and said blankly:
"They have water-proof charms on them."
The sorceress turned her head and carefully asked for instructions: "Shall I... go...?"
Zhao Duan shook his head and said nothing, standing Shen Juan, who was on the first deck, suddenly threw away the long knife, took out the dagger, bit it in his mouth, and took off his robe at the same time.
Hou Renmeng followed closely behind.
The group of Imperial Guardsmen who were carefully selected from the capital on this trip and were very good at fighting followed suit. They took off their outer robes well-trainedly and held daggers in their mouths. Their eyes were full of expressions that only those who had killed had to be killed. A ferocious spirit honed by talent.
Then, as if it had been planned, the soldiers jumped into the water with a "pop" and a "pop".
With a twist of his waist, he moved towards the group of Jiandao sailors under the water like a swimming fish.
“Except for those who are good at a certain field, those who can be called elites in the Capital Forbidden Army are all proficient in land warfare and water warfare. But for a landlubber like me, falling Although you won't die if you fall into the water, you will become a lamb to be slaughtered, so it is better to avoid cutting the boat if possible," Zhao Duan said softly.
Xu Junling looked over, unable to see his emotions.
"Princess Princess..."
The maid Lv Shui came over with a pale face, a little panicked. The maid of the palace, who usually bossed others around, felt as if her legs were weak when facing a real weapon.
Xu Junling looked toward the water nervously, but could not see anything. The whole lake was extremely calm, until about a few dozen breaths later, clusters of bright red bloomed suddenly on the water in the distance.
That means that soldiers from both sides are fighting in close combat, but it is only the beginning of the assassination.
“Here we come.”
The old priest said softly. The respected python-robed eunuch in the palace put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.
Zhao Duan also saw a familiar figure stabbing him like a sharp sword.
As expected, it was the Qingshan Senior Brother, Duanshui Shui, who had escaped a few days ago.
Duan Shui Shui was still wearing a gray short shirt, with the wooden hairpin under his feet, crossing the river alone.
When I came from a distance, a vast mist evaporated from the lake behind me, which actually corresponded to the word "smoke lock".
"My surname is Zhao! Grandpa Duan is here, give me the treasure armor quickly, otherwise I will not hold back like last time!"
Duan Shuihui laughed, it was the same reason as last time, but this time, Xu Jinglong was no longer beside him.
"My defeated generals come and go, annoying people."
Eunuch Hai sneered, and before Zhao Duan could speak, he stepped off the boat.
When the body swept out, he hooked his wrist, and the frost sword flew out of the scabbard with a "scratch" sound, and fell into the hands of the old worshipper.
But he said something backwards:
"Last time I took you to watch the battle in the capital to break through. This time you can't break through, but you still have to keep an eye on it."
Eunuch Hai didn't need any help, he stepped on the lake as if walking on flat ground, his figure only flickered, Then he flashed out more than ten feet and stopped Duan Shui Shui, who was crossing the river alone, on the Yansuo Lake.
"It's easy to say, I have to be distracted."
Zhao Duan curled his lips helplessly and ordered the group of people on the boat headed by the dock officials who were responsible for punting the boat. The frightened boatman used his strength to drive the boat farther away from the two masters of the worldly perfection state.
And took the time to smile at Xu Junling:
"By the way, does the princess know how to swim? If the boat can't help but tear into two pieces later, our talented girl from Jiangnan will become a drowned rat."
Xu Junling's eyes widened and he didn't understand. Why did this man still have the heart to joke? He was about to retaliate when he suddenly heard a Jianghu guest flying from the mountain from the other side of the boat:
"Zhao Thief leads the way to death!"
The former commander-in-chief of the Imperial City's imperial army, Qi Yuchun, shot out a spear like a dragon.
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