Chapter 222: Surrounding and Killing the Thousand-faced God
“I can’t come to you if I have nothing to do?”
Zhao Duan smiled warmly, as if we have a good relationship.
Jin Jian silently took two steps back, subconsciously covering the purse around her waist with both hands.
"..." Zhao Duan sighed, wondering where is the most basic trust between people?
He reluctantly promised: "I am not collecting debts from you, I am asking you for help if I need something."
The girl priest breathed a sigh of relief silently, with a look of relief on her face, and the corners of her mouth even slightly raised:
"Say."
She did not resist helping Zhao Duan do things because the other party had to pay.
"That's it. Regarding the recent Thousand-faced God..." Zhao Duan gave an overview of the situation.
Jin Jian raised his eyebrows: "You want me to look for him? I can't do it."
The girl is very honest in this matter.
Zhao Duan asked: "Is there anyone in the Tianshi Mansion who can do it?"
Jin Jian nodded naturally and said proudly:
"The other party is in the Divine Chapter Realm. If it's safer, a Worldly Realm priest who practices suitable spells can do it."
Immediately he shook his head again and said:
"However, this is beyond the rules. The Tianshi Mansion can only assist the government in doing certain things within a limited scope, but not in this matter. Someone from the court has approached him before, but the rules are the rules."
The two major cultivating forces have always abided by the rules to avoid getting involved in dynastic conflicts... This is not a secret.
Zhao Duan also knew it well.
Sure enough, it didn't work... He breathed out silently, not surprised, but turned around and asked suddenly:
"Can Lao Wang do it? Don't worry about the rules for now, just tell me if he has this ability."
Lao Wang...Master?
Jin Jian turned around and remembered who Zhao Duan was talking about, and nodded naturally:
"Of course it can be done!"
Zhao Duan showed a satisfied smile, made a fist with his right hand, hammered the palm of his left hand, and said with a steady look: "That's enough, Lao Wang owed me a debt last time, and I haven't repaid it yet. Go and tell him, There is no need for him to take action personally, as long as he can help me find the hiding place of the Thousand-faced God, how about we settle down?"
Jin Jian was stunned for a moment, wondering when the master would owe this guy a debt...
So, is this guy the common creditor of their master and apprentice?
The girl couldn't help but feel a little timid, but she soon woke up and said seriously:
"I said, the rules of the Tianshi Mansion..."
"I know," Zhao Duan interrupted her with a smile: "The Tianshi Mansion has rules and cannot help the court beyond the standards, but... I am asking for personal help this time, not on behalf of the court.
The Thousand-faced God wants to kill me, and I want to avenge myself, so I asked Old Wang to help... This is mutual help between friends... There is no rule in the Tianshi Mansion that stipulates that priests are not allowed to help friends, right? "
Jin Jian was stunned for a moment.
He lowered his head and thought seriously:
"It seems not..."
She always felt that this guy was talking nonsense, but she couldn't refute it, as if she was stuck in a bug.
Doesn't it break the rules if you help a friend?
"Then it's settled," Zhao Duan said as if he had reached an agreement:
"Go back quickly and tell Lao Wang. Speaking of which, Lao Wang doesn't want to cause trouble to the world. Are the casual officials of Tianshi Mansion hiding their debts and not paying them back?"
"...I'll go ask and tell you later."
Jin Jian felt that she did not need to worry about this matter, and that she should let the master make the decision.
"Go, go, wait for the good news." Zhao Duan urged with a smile.
…
Tianshi Mansion, in the deepest courtyard.
"Master, that's what he said."
Jin Jian stood under the big banyan tree and relayed the words one by one.
After speaking, she looked at the master carefully.
Wearing a black priest's robe, Zhang Yanyi is tall and has narrow eyebrows, sitting on a lounge chair under the tree.
He was carving a little doll with a carving knife, but he was silent for a while.
"Master? Do you really owe him a debt? Are you hiding and not paying it back?" Jin Jian asked timidly and boldly.
Zhang Yanyi: "..."
"Master, he said that if you don't agree, you have to tell everyone that you will not repay your debts." Jin Jian whispered angrily, "He still dares to threaten you."
Zhang Yanyi: "..."
"Master..." Jin Jian still wanted to speak.
Suddenly Zhang Yan raised his hand and interrupted.
This god-like figure who has been able to suppress the world for a few years and has the longest experience in the world today coughed and said:
"What this guy said is not unreasonable. Personal help does not break the rules. Well, since you want to help him, go and tell him. That Lord Lao Shizi will be hiding in Niwa Street before dark tonight. Won't leave."
Jin Jian tilted his head and said doubtfully: "It's not that I want to help him, it's him who is looking for you, Master..."
"Go quickly."
The Heavenly Master waved his sleeves, and the invisible power forced the girl into an illusory state, and she retreated several miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Shashasha..."
Above the head, a large banyan tree with mysterious origins swayed.
Within the huge canopy, there seemed to be faces, emitting light laughter.
…
"The priest came back so quickly? What's the result?"
Lihuatang.
Zhao Duan waited for a while and suddenly saw Jin Jian appearing out of thin air. When he came out of the invisible state, he seemed to stagger.
Jin Jian was silent for a moment, pretending that he was not thrown over, and relayed the words of the old Heavenly Master with an expressionless face.
Then, he pretended to be cool and fled away.
"Mud Tile Street?"
Zhao Duan chewed the name silently, his eyes shining:
"Old Wang can do it, he is indeed a major in heaven, he can pinch and calculate..."
Two hours have passed since the two sides fought at noon, and evening is not far away.
"We must go to capture him before dark...and he must bring enough people..."
Zhao Duan did not dare to delay, immediately stood up, pushed the door open, and rushed towards the Governor's Hall.
Governor's Hall.
"The Thousand-Faced God is hiding in Mud Street? Are you sure?"
Ma Yan suddenly stood up from behind the "desk", staring at Zhao Duan in shock with his long and slender face.
Zhao Duan's expression was serious:
"It's absolutely true! At least it should have been there before dark."
Ma Yan asked: "How did you know that?"
Zhao Duan hesitated and explained: "I have a very good personal relationship with Priest Jin Jian..."
"Impossible, she didn't even..." Ma Yan shook his head subconsciously, wanting to say that Jin Jian couldn't do it, but then he suddenly stopped and thought of the girl's identity.
If Jin Jian is willing to help, it will be easy to find someone to help locate it... Is it because of a "personal relationship"?
So you secretly broke the rules?
Ma Yan is so sophisticated. Knowing this kind of thing, he can only understand it but cannot explain it in words.
There are no rules in the world that cannot be broken, but you must know that bad rules should never be spoken out.
He immediately looked at him with appreciative eyes and said energetically: "Okay! Very good! Someone... summons all the detectives!"
He was ready to personally take action to capture the rebels.
However, in order to prevent accidents, we are going to bring the elite Zhao Yamen with us to seal off the scene to avoid affecting the people.
"Senior brother, this thief is extremely cunning and has extraordinary methods. Although you are powerful in martial arts, Eunuch Hai was deceived by him at noon..." Zhao Duan reminded in a low voice.
Ma Yan nodded slowly, feeling that it made sense.
Being able to escape from Eunuch Hai, even though he is only in the Divine Chapter realm, should not be underestimated.
The most important thing is that after finally obtaining the position, if it fails again due to lack of preparation, the entire court will be disgraced.
Thinking of this, he summoned his followers and said:
"Take my belt, go into the palace to offer it to Hai, and ask him to come again."
He drafted another letter and summoned a second person:
"Go to the Tianshi Mansion and, with my authority, ask at least five divine officers of the Divine Chapter Realm to assist in the battle."
The monks in Shenlong Temple are relatively "scientific", and most of them are "warrior monks" who are not good at dealing with magic.
Most of the "magisters" who are good at magic are of higher status and have a single Buddhist magic.
It would be better for the priest of Tianshi Mansion to specifically restrain himself.
So he still chose to call the priest to help him fight.
Good guy... Eunuch Hai, a man with unfathomable strength, coupled with the Worldly Realm martial artist Ma Du Gong, the Jiu Da Tang Enforcement Division, and ten priests from the Tianshi Mansion...
This lineup is enough to push the Kuang Fu She General Forum... Zhao Duan opened his mouth.
Suddenly I felt like an anti-aircraft gun was hitting mosquitoes...
It can be seen that the assassination of the rebel thief caused many headaches to the people in the court.
"Qianmian, Qianmian, if you don't die this time, Ma Yan will take your surname..."
Zhao Duan sighed silently.
…
…
Mudwa Street is in Dongcheng.
This is a stretch of buildings, in a certain house, in a wing.
On a bed, a man of medium build, ordinary appearance, and a twisted expression, with a bare chest and two arms supporting the bed, was rising and falling again and again.
Accompanied by the shaking of the wooden bed and the sobbing cries of the hostess here.
Finally, he collapsed heavily.
The room fell silent.
After a while, the man got out of bed and put on a coat casually.
On the bed behind her was the mistress who had fainted, her face was pale, and she seemed to have lost her energy.
"Woo-wu-wu-"
In the corner of the room, there was the male host tied up with ropes.
At this moment, there was a piece of obscene clothing stuffed in his mouth, and he stared at him as if he was killing someone, with tears rolling down his face.
But what is surprising is that the man who has just regained some energy through taking supplements is very similar to the tied up male master in terms of body shape and appearance.
The only difference is the cold and violent expression between his eyebrows.
"Haha, have you had enough? Do you want to kill me?"
The Thousand-faced God walked over step by step with a smile and held the man's head with one hand.
Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he twisted his big hand and with a "click", the male owner's neck broke and he died on the spot!
"Boring."
The Thousand-Faced God spat and walked to the window.
Through the gap in the window, I looked at the setting sun, with lingering fear in my eyes.
Even though several hours had passed, and the person who died was just a "substitute" controlled by a secret method, the scene of being casually killed by Hai Zongfeng was still deeply imprinted in his heart.
Just thinking about it makes me tremble all over.
And...that...Zhao Duan!
The eyes of the Thousand-Faced God were full of hatred.
Losing the false god and the maidservant this time is nothing. The key is that he broke his black umbrella, which was a treasure, and destroyed Zaisheng's spirit.
However, no matter how angry he was, he still decisively fled and hid in this courtyard.
"Now the city gate is bound to be sealed. Even if I change my appearance, I can't get out of the city. I can only hide for a while to recover from my injuries."
"Fortunately, the capital city is very big, and the two major cultivating forces abide by the rules and will not take action, so I will not be caught."
"Haha, wait until I recover from my injuries..."
Thinking of the information, the female relatives of Zhao Duan's family, the Thousand-faced God Lord, had a distorted face, with a hint of violence.
However, he still suppressed his anger for revenge.
He quickly got dressed, filled his stomach with food, and was ready to leave.
Find another place.
You can't stay in any place for a long time, even if it seems safe - this is the experience he gained from traveling around the world for many years.
It's getting dark.
The Thousand-Faced God walked out of the small courtyard and walked along the mud-tile street to the end of the street with a calm expression, wondering where to hide next.
His shadow stretched long on the ground.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.
Squinting his eyes, he looked towards the end of the street.
In the afterglow that sets in the west, there is a figure walking straight towards him.
Due to the backlight, the figure's face was blurry and could not be seen clearly.
But it gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
finally……
As the opponent approached, the Thousand-faced God's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body tensed up, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
Zhao Duan smiled, walked out of the bloody twilight, looked at the man opposite who looked obviously abnormal, and said:
"You have a way to die."
(End of chapter)