The Red Chamber: The Rise of the Shuzi

Chapter 192
Hongde eight years, March twenty-fourth.

At the end of Haishi.

Outside Shenjing City, Guangming Nunnery.

To say that this Guangming nunnery is actually just a small nunnery outside the city of Shenjing, but in certain circles in Shenjing, this nunnery is quite well-known!
In the temple, there are large or small sea lanterns that stay on day and night, illuminating the entire Guangming Nunnery brightly, reflecting the word "Guangming" in the nunnery's name.

This is the place where Jia Baoyu's godmother, Ma Daopo, practiced.

The ones lit in the nunnery are the sea lanterns lit by many rich and powerful families in Shenjing for the safety and well-being of their children and grandchildren.

……

Time passed slowly.

It was already almost three o'clock in the sky, and the stringed moon in the sky slowly poked its head out from the clouds.

In the middle of the night, amidst the rolling of the chilly spring breeze, there was still a chill that pierced my heart.

The cold and dim moonlight shone down, illuminating the more than ten vague figures in black night suits below.

There are more than ten people in this group, it is Jia Jing Laifu, and ten system soldiers named Shadow Assassins under Jia Jing's command.

As the saying goes:
When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing and setting fire!

Taking advantage of the sound of a strong wind blowing through the trees, Jia Jing waved his hand, and the ten shadow assassins behind him turned into swift black shadows, sneaking into the Guangming Nunnery from all sides.

It just so happened that there were clouds passing by, covering the crescent moon.

It caused a hazy darkness between the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, ten short figures had already climbed over the high wall of Guangming Nunnery and went straight to the inside of the temple.

In the back room of the nunnery, Ma Daopo was constructing a rather large altar, made ink with blood and cinnabar, and painted it with dark red inexplicable talisman seals.

In the middle of the altar is a dark red five-cornered talisman array, and on each of the five corners stands a statue of a green-faced white-haired evil ghost about a foot high.

Ma Daopo also placed a wooden figure in the center of the talisman array, six inches long and three minutes long, engraved with Jia Baoyu's birth date. Seven scarlet embroidery needles were nailed to the seven orifices of the wooden figure, and five more were soaked. The long red and black thread that has been soaked with sunflower blood is tied to the wooden figure, and the end is pulled on the hand of the ghost statue.

At this time, Ma Daopo was standing in front of the altar, mumbling incantations, drawing a few pictures in the air in front of her from time to time with her fingers, and finally, she picked up a piece of indigo paper full of words, and It should be lit by the candle on the altar next to it.

At this moment, Ma Daopo's complexion suddenly changed.

"Whizzing!"

There were several screams of crossbow arrows piercing the air outside, and there were crossbow arrows flying towards the window and outside the main entrance.

Because of some premonition in advance, Ma Daopo got under the altar as soon as she grunted, and managed to dodge the first wave of crossbow arrows, but the three apprentices standing beside her were not so lucky.

I only heard a few dull sharp arrows entering the body first, and then there was a burst of heart-piercing howls...

But soon, after another muffled sound, the howling sound stopped abruptly.

Under the altar, the Ma Daopo shouted: "Where is the hero, come to my small temple? I still have some silver taels in the cabinet in my room, just take it, the hero, I hope you will be merciful!"

It's just that if Ma Daopo begged for mercy, for these ten shadow assassins who only knew how to obey Jia Jing's orders, it was not much different from the breeze blowing by their ears, so how could they be as merciful as they asked?

Only a few "clicks" were heard, but the long banners in the altar were directly kicked because they blocked the way. Ma Daopo hid under the altar, and secretly lifted the bright yellow curtain covering it to look out. She was dressed in black. The well-dressed and masked shadow assassin made his heart feel cold.

This is specifically to kill yourself!

Thinking of this, Ma Daopo gritted her teeth, and silently recited a curse, then pointed at the five blue-faced and white-haired evil ghosts on the talisman array in the middle of the altar, and then pointed at the shadow assassins.

As if moving the boundless force, Ma Daopo chanted the mantra desperately while moving her fingers.

In this world, people like Ma Daopo who really practiced themselves, although they didn't have any immediate effective means of mass destruction, they also had their own bottom-of-the-box things.

Just like the way that monks and Taoists make the mirror flash and people disappear, and the way of attacking with the help of the mirror, which is as powerful as a crossbow.

Although Ma Daopo didn't have a bronze mirror, but in her hand, there were five green-faced and white-haired evil spirits. In terms of attack alone, they were somewhat more powerful than the mirror.

If it was ordinary bandits and thieves who came here today, after listening to Ma Daopo's words, and then suddenly eating Ma Daopo's spells, they might suffer a big loss in this small nunnery.

But nothing if!
Those who came today were not ordinary bandits and thieves, but ten system soldiers under Jia Jing's command - shadow assassins.

A blindfold that can blind ordinary people's soul perception is useless in front of the system's arms!

As alchemy creations, where do these system soldiers have souls for them to be deceived?
This is also the reason why the system soldiers under Jia Jing's command saw through when the monk and Taoist duo used the mirror light to deceive everyone in the Rongguo Mansion.

So, just as Ma Daopo secretly rejoiced that she had succeeded, a short sword suddenly came down from above the altar!
"Pfft!"

There was a soft sound, and the bright red blood splashed, instantly dyeing the bright yellow curtain cloth red.

With a face full of disbelief, Ma Daopo tremblingly pointed at the system soldier in front of her, and opened her mouth thinking about what to say.

But the Shadow Assassin obviously didn't plan to say a few more words to Ma Daopo, only to see the emerald green sword light flashing, and the wonderful Liuyang leader soaring into the sky...

Soon.

Everyone in Guangming Nunnery has been killed by the shadow assassins.

Then Jia Jing, together with Lai Fu, stepped into the Guangming Nunnery.

First came to the place where Ma Daopo was killed, Jia Jing looked at the many arrangements in the arena, then looked at the five ghosts with blue faces and white hair, and said with a smile: "It really is a good thing that this old godmother did! Look, she didn't die unjustly!"

On the other hand, in less than a stick of incense, Laifu had already wiped out several of Ma Daopo's houses.

In addition to several large bank notes and a pile of scattered silver, there are five or six ivory carved demon kings, a group of clay sculptured evil gods, several straw figures with nails pierced through their heads, several boxes of incense, Countless paper figurines...

Jia Jing asked Laifu to wrap these things together in furoshiki, and took a booklet that recorded the magic of nightmares that was found from Ma Daopo's pillow, and stuffed it into his pocket.

So far, this Guangming Nunnery has been looted clean!

Jia Jing ordered people to knock down all the large and small sea lanterns in the nunnery, and pour the butter inside all over the Guangming Nunnery...

Amid the strong aroma of ghee, Jia Jing threw a small fire bag into it.

The next moment, a blazing flame rose from the ground with the fragrance of ghee and the flames soaring into the sky, quickly covering the entire Guangming Nunnery.

Seeing the Guangming Nunnery engulfed by the flames, Jia Jing shook his head lightly, and said, "It's called Guangming, but it's really a dark place that hides filth and filth!"

　It is estimated that the third shift can be resumed on Friday. The doctor said that hanging water for another two days will be almost the same.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)