Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 1331 The first old friend in Fanwai, Yang Zaiwei

"I've seen a real protector!"

The prison in the capital of Dashi is equivalent to the sky prison in the Tang Dynasty, but the visitors are elusive, easily entering through the narrow skylight.

But after he entered the prison, he did not hide his figure, so the Hu-Han mixed-race Taoist priest who was selected by Xiao Hei to be an interpreter found the visitor at the first time.

"Real protector!"

The other Zhenwu believers whispered and showed their sincere respect. After saluting, they dispersed, observing the surroundings vigilantly, monitoring the movements of the jailers, and ensuring the smooth communication.

This move undoubtedly highlights the identity of the mixed-race Taoist priest. When this person spoke, he spoke standard Chinese, with a low and clear voice: "The real man has finally come. Abu has arrested my real martial artist. The Great Food Sect will officially start!"

The burly man said: "Don't panic, this time is just a test. This generation of caliphs has not yet fully controlled the Dashi Cult, and dare not really launch a religious war."

The mixed-race Taoist frowned.

In this prison, almost all the Taoist priests of the Zhenwu Sect were imprisoned, and there were hundreds of them, and the soldiers led by Abu kept sending people in. Such behavior, is it not a real action?

The burly man smiled softly: "It's just to scare the snake away, and wants the inner guard of the Tang Dynasty to rescue you, and to convict you of your crimes."

The mixed-race Taoist shook his head: "We are waiting for the traces of the real martial arts, not for the inner guard..."

Having said that, the existence of the True Martial Sect is undoubtedly beneficial to Datang, and he will not deny this, and then asked: "Has the caliphate grasped the movements of the inner guards of the Tang Dynasty? Otherwise, how can we frame us?"

The burly man nodded slightly: "It's quite possible."

The mixed-race Taoist said strangely: "There are many confrontations on the border between the two countries, and most of the information is detected by the Tang internal guards. The Great Food Army has been repeatedly frustrated, and the assassination group has been destroyed. This time, the Tang Emperor's birthday, the Caliph will send a mission to Chang'an to celebrate his birthday. , in order to ease the war, how can Da Shi, who is at a disadvantage, accurately grasp the movements of the inner guards?"

The burly man said: "What you said is correct, so there are only two possibilities. Either this is a trick of the internal guards to lure the enemy intentionally, or the internal strife caused disasters, hindering each other and being taken advantage of by the foreign enemy."

The mixed-race Taoist's expression was ugly: "I'm afraid the latter are mostly..."

The Great Tang Neiwei and the Zhenwu Sect in Dashi are not the same people, but they both have value to use.

The former hopes that the latter will set off religious conflicts in the Dashi Kingdom and cause civil turmoil, while the latter needs to use the power of the inner guards to ensure that they will not be swallowed by Islam and Christianity, and gradually grow stronger.

So the mixed-race Taoist didn't think that the inner guards would use them as bait, just to eat them without pain. On the contrary, there was something wrong with the inner guards, and it was more likely that someone inside would sell the Zhenwu sect.

This is undoubtedly bad news...

Neiwei and Dashijiao are huge monsters that cannot be provoked, and the mixed-race Taoist can only ask for help: "Is there a way for a real person?"

The burly man said: "I will join the envoys and go to Tang to solve this predicament. You can wait with peace of mind."

The body of the mixed-race Taoist was shocked, and he hurriedly bowed his head and saluted: "Without the protection of a real person, my sect would have already fallen apart. This time, a real person has to take action. This junior will be very impressed!"

The burly man raised his hand: "Yang Ci, I took a Han name for you and taught you martial arts. You can also be considered as half of my disciple, so you don't have to be so unreasonable... Besides, I went to Datang, and I also had the intention of fulfilling my wish, and it wasn't all for me. you."

When the mixed-race Taoist heard the first half of the sentence, he was ecstatic at first, but when the second half of the sentence came out, he was stunned again, and said in a trembling voice: "Could the real person... want to fight with that one?"

"You are astute, and I only mentioned one thing."

The burly man smiled: "That's right, I'm going to meet the commander-in-chief of the inner guard during this trip, so we can have a discussion!"

"This this……"

The mixed-race Taoist hesitated to speak, but from the trembling lips and changing expression, it could be seen that he wanted to persuade this apologist who could make himself stand out and become a leader with a little help, not to do that. thing.

Commander Tang Neiwei!
As early as the Sui Dynasty, the national prestige spread throughout the Western Regions, and internal guards were an unavoidable topic. The first generation commander, Sun Sheng, the second generation commander, Pei Ju, the third generation commander, Changsun Wuji, and who was his assistant? The sage descended to the earth, and now the Zhenwu Sect belief that returned to the heavens has become an eternal legend.

It is precisely the legend of the fourth generation, and the next successor should have been eclipsed. The fifth commander was indeed absent for ten years. It is said that the one who took over later was a young woman who lived in seclusion and had no past glory.

Until five years ago, a big event happened.

The remnants of Tubo returned to the country, elected Zanpu, and assembled the trilogy. In ten days, they swept through the surrounding inner guard strongholds in one fell swoop.

The countries in the Western Regions are terrified, and the forces of all parties are ready to move.

In fact, Tubo has been subjugated for more than ten years, and various tribal groups have been successfully integrated into the Tang culture. Even if there are rebellious forces, there is no real threat. Behind the ferocity of the rebel army, there are obviously deliberate supporters. .

However, with the inner guard's sensitivity to intelligence from all sides and the deployment of a large-scale army, they couldn't hide it from them at all. Although the Dashi side had suspicions, they couldn't find any evidence.

Afterwards, all parties learned that the ruler of the Umayyad dynasty had been cultivating an assassination group in the mountains, defeated Muhammad's orthodox heir, and succeeded in ascending to the caliphate, thanks to the assassination group. At that time, it was those assassins who were ordered to take action that caused the inner guards guarding Anxi to suffer a big loss.

On the surface, Dashi still has diplomatic contacts with Datang, so this behavior is obviously an undeclared war.

then.

One person came to the west.

The leader of the fifth generation of internal guards has officially shown what is divine power in front of the world!
"Guo Yuanzhen, the governor of Anxi, led the army to quell the remnants of Tubo before the rebellion. At the same time, the assassination group had a total of 730 people, from the leader to the summoning scouts. They were all killed within ten days. The top of the city of Damascus was hung up for half a day before it was taken down with great difficulty..."

"This is the price for angering that person. If Dashi attacks directly with the army, the Tang army will respond. If he sneaks up and assassinates with treacherous means, causing civil strife, then she will also pay blood for blood, ten times!"

"Because the assassins of the assassination group are all unknown, the Dashi official will not claim them, but after this battle, the castle in Damascus has been reinforced several times, and the number of patrols has increased several times. I have to spend some time here. ..."

The burly man also thought of that battle, and spoke in a very appreciative tone.

The mixed-race Taoist hurriedly persuaded: "This man has the skills of ghosts and gods, and has evil skills. If a real person goes with the heart of a warrior, he may be harmed!"

The burly man shook his head and laughed: "Her inheritance is not ghosts and evil methods, but is closely related to what you believe in!"

The mixed-race Taoist was stunned: "What does this mean?"

"I have traveled all over the years, and I have seen all kinds of skills. Martial arts have come to an end. Thanks to her, I will not be lonely. We must meet each other on this side..."

The burly man didn't explain in detail, but there was nostalgia and relief in his voice: "You can wait here with peace of mind, within a hundred days, you will be able to break out of the cage and regain your freedom!"

The mixed-race Taoist couldn't understand it, but he also saw the determination of this man, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only bow down and accept the order: "Yes!"

When he straightened up again, the burly man had disappeared without a trace, his eyes gleamed with crystals, he slowly prostrated himself, and kowtowed towards the east: "Yang Cigong sends my teacher away!"

In Yang Ci's mind, the master, who had never seen each other again, passed through the extremely narrow skylight gracefully, like a ghost, shuttling inside the stone castle.

Purpose is clear.

"Ok?"

But after a while, his feet paused indiscernibly, and his originally non-aggressive gentle eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, scanning all directions.

The patrolling guards followed a strict route, not daring to relax in the slightest, but they obviously couldn't find this one. What was really worth guarding against was the ray of vigilance that emerged from the sixth consciousness just now.

"Is someone following me?"

"interesting!"

But after searching for a while, there was no trace. The burly man raised his eyebrows, stopped staying, and walked towards his destination in a flash.

"call!"

Xiao Hei turned out of the shadows, and Hei Jin vertical pupil watched the disappearing back of the other party, and the fluctuation of mana was permeating his body: "I can actually perceive my signs, as expected, I am one of the few strong men who can compete with the master."

The purpose of her visit here was to solve the case. When she went to prison, she also wanted to find someone who could understand Arabic and serve as a translator. She didn't expect to meet this acquaintance, so why bother to look far away, just follow up...

However, the other party was able to notice some abnormalities, which was really unexpected. Such attainments were obviously beyond the ordinary, reaching an unbelievable level.

It was also fortunate that she was a shape-changing beast, and she used the real method of ghosts and gods, the method of evil and strange, and followed the burly man all the way to a guest room without any danger.

Judging from the decoration, this should be a place to entertain distinguished guests, and there are maids and servants inside, but at this moment, they looked dazed and stood still.

The burly man turned into the room in a big way, skillfully changed into a monk's robe, his bones creaked, and his height and posture changed.

In the blink of an eye, he became a tall and thin monk, with his palms folded, a sense of calm and peace suddenly appeared between his brows, he was like a great monk in the monastery.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name was low-pitched, and the attendants outside also woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and their expressions became lively.

Xiao Hei was amazed.

She had thought that this man would put on black armor and transform himself into a general protecting the envoys, but she did not expect that he would pretend to be a monk and possess such a tyrannical magic power...

But apart from the assassination technique, what this person came into contact with was indeed the most profound and mysterious martial art of Buddhism.

In the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty, strength was the most important thing, and among all the strengths, the consciousness-only strength created by Master Xuanzang is the most profound, extremely difficult to get started, and the achievement is extremely high.

And in this world, only Xuanzang and Kuiji masters and apprentices can open the sixth sense. Even if you count those inheritors who can't see the light, there are only a few people. Stress eventually stops at the fifth consciousness.

Yang Zaiwei is one of the strong people who broke through the sixth sense, and he is the youngest one.

It was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for Xiao Hei to meet him in the Great Food King City.

"Master's Master Dumb Uncle, if he lived to this day, he would be over a hundred years old, and he may have passed away, but the graveyard is there, I still need to look for it, and pay respects to Master."

When Li Yan ascended, Yang Zaiwei and the dumb uncle also saluted outside the city, and then left together. Although they didn't necessarily go together, Yang Zaiwei was the most likely to know about the whereabouts of the dumb uncle or the cemetery.

Xiao Hei was going to look for him, but felt that this was the most difficult to find. He didn't expect to run into him not long after he arrived. Then he realized that it might be Li Yan's deliberate intention to land outside Dashi City.

It's just that the two sides meet now, this identity is not easy to explain.

Especially when the other party disguised his identity and went deep into the top of Dashi.

While Xiao Hei was meditating, heavy footsteps came, and the iron-tower-like General Abu walked in, speaking in Tubo dialect: "Master Awareness!"

Yang Zaiwei clasped his hands together, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and said in Tubo dialect: "The general is well!"

Xiao Hei can understand Tubo dialect, because Wan'er has also learned it, so she was overjoyed and listened quietly.

General Abu obviously didn't just come to say hello, after a few pleasantries, he got straight to the point, took out a letter and handed it over: "Master, please have a look."

Yang Zaiwei took it, opened the letter and read it carefully, his face showed a genuine look of loneliness: "As expected, the Dalun Temple has long since surrendered to the Tang people, Ming King Kumara is even more famous as a holy monk, and they have no return to the country. Ambitious..."

General Abu had obviously read the letter, and was not surprised. He also had another idea: "Our goal is not only the Buddhism in Tubo. The Tang Emperor criticized the Buddhism in his country and forced the monks to pay taxes. We should provide Necessary support!"

In terms of taxation, Dashi has a lot of experience.

Islam was born in the deserted Arabian Peninsula, but it spread rapidly to the Middle East and North Africa during the period of the Arab Empire. It only took more than 100 years, and even the Persian civilization was annexed.

The tax system is a key factor in achieving such great results.

Every time the Arabs conquer a place, they set different tax rates. Converting to Islam pays less tax, while pagans pay several times more tax, which directly stimulates non-Muslims. If they do not convert, they must pay several times their property, or even swallow it directly. If you convert, you will be exempted from tax and labor...

How to choose is self-evident.

So after learning about the belief foundation of Buddhism in Datang commoners, and then discovering that Datang dared to tax Buddhism and treat people with no beliefs equally, the senior executives of Dashi were overjoyed.

How dare Tang Huang?
It's just that after the lessons of the assassination group, they restrained a lot, and they didn't formally use it until now.

Yang Zaiwei was calm in his heart, but there was a bit of happiness on his face, his acting skills were already perfect: "What the general said is very true, this old monk will go to the Tang Dynasty, and I will definitely persuade the monks of my sect to conspire for a great cause!"

General Abu looked down on this eminent monk in exile from Tubo, but it was precisely this kind of person who was easy to control, and he smiled all over: "Good! Good!"

The two sides agreed on a lot of details of instigating rebellion, and Yang Zaiwei asked logically: "I don't know when the envoys will be able to go on the road? With repeated delays, will they miss the time?"

General Abu has no doubts about him: "Please rest assured, the envoys will leave tomorrow. We will definitely catch up with the Tang Dynasty's Qianqiu Festival, and give the Tang Emperor an unforgettable birthday!"

"Good! Good!"

Yang Zaiwei clasped his hands together, the envoys were already dead in his heart, but he also expressed the same expectation for the trip to the Tang Dynasty: "It will definitely be an unforgettable festival for thousands of years!"

(End of this chapter)