mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 273 I Am Your Master

Liu Guigui only thought it would be very troublesome, but he really couldn't think of anything interesting.

Li Guangzong reminded him: "Do the math, how many chess pieces do you have in your hand?"

Liu Guigui really counted with his fingers.

"Uh, our Lugang town must be one.

There is Xuantianzong on Hong Kong Island.

Well, although the backwater army is a bit useless, it is still a force after all, at least stronger than the gangsters.

Then in South Korea, there is a God of War team...

I, Cao, didn't know I didn't know, but I was shocked. "

Liu Baogui and the others have always focused on how many disasters Zhao Chuanxin caused and how many enemies he provoked.

But it never occurred to him that Zhao Chuanxin's friends and forces are all over the place.

Li Guangzong smiled: "You are just forgetting the bright side.

We invested in Zhang Zhankui of Tianjin Wei, and supported him to take over, right?
Tianjin Wei also has a general manager, Yang Yide, who has always been a brother with his husband, and even played tricks with his husband to deceive Yuan Datou at critical moments.

In the land of western Liaoning, there is also Du Lizi, who can win over a lot of green forests and grass in Liao at critical moments.

Furthermore, the husband will go to the United States in the second half of the year.

According to the temperament of the husband, it is estimated that there will be twists and turns, and there will be a second God of War team or a second backwater army, that is entirely possible.

In addition, there is the most important point.

The Lugang Town Charity Association, in Hong Kong Island and in the south, is more generous than the money-spreading boy, and has bought a lot of fame among the common people.

Mr. himself has built up a great reputation in Liao, and some people even set up his memorial tablet and burn incense every day.

You said, if the husband stood up and raised his arms at this time, I don't think it would be difficult to answer everything, right?

I don't think it is impossible even if it is earth-shaking. "

Li Guangzong was just narrating the facts calmly.

But Liu Guigui blushed and his neck was thick at what he said, and his breathing began to become heavy.

After a long while, he slapped the table violently: "My Cao! Have we developed to this point without knowing it? Why don't we simply..."

To say that before today, Liu Baogui would never have dared to make such an idea.

But after Li Guangzong's analysis, his ambition seemed to run wild, and he couldn't hold back.

"Haha..." Li Guangzong let out a hearty laugh. "Don't even think about it. Until now, don't you understand Mr.'s temperament? Although he has done a lot of things, most of them are done inadvertently. He has no ambitions in that respect at all. But in the future One day, we can all use these powers."

Many of these things are not without his figure of Li Guangzong, and he has reason to be proud of it.

Liu Guigui's heaving chest took a while to calm down.

He took a deep breath: "Then we can't just watch like this, we have to do something, we can't let Chuanxin work outside."

"Who says we don't work anymore? The bank in Lugang Town needs to be built, the land in Lugang Town needs to be counted, and your shops need to collect taxes. We need to build roads, build factories, and one more important thing. The task of foreign aircraft has been developed, we have to prepare in advance and build an airport, and Lugang Town will definitely have aircraft to fight in the future..."

Li Guangzong talked about everything.

Liu Guigui's ambition was gone immediately, and he was a little dumbfounded: "Do we have so many things waiting to be done?"

All these plans were implemented, and he and Li Guangzong were busy with their heads.

……

Zhao Chuanxin did a lot of things with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

But he has no concept himself, and he doesn't think about these things. What he focuses on is abstraction.

The abstract one is like the rain at this time. The raindrops are so delicate that they are indistinguishable from the fog in Jemulpo.

thick fog,

Walking through it, the clothes will get wet after a while.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted the hem of his clothes and squeezed out a little bit of water.

He couldn't help cursing: "This mist is so fucking rebellious. This is a disease and needs to be cured."

Li Xiuji felt that these words sounded like beating himself.

He coughed: "Mr. Zhao, where are we going?"

"Where are you going?" Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand, seeing that the fog did not move, he said, "It's such a good foggy and rainy day, it's a pity not to kill people and set fires. Why is there no thunder and lightning?"

As soon as the words fell, the sky flickered for a moment, followed by a "bang" sound.

God, it's like unclogging the prostate, and it's pouring rain.

Park Shengyeol couldn't help but exclaimed: "Axi, the rain is as heavy as it can be. With such a heavy rain, will the little devil still chase us?"

But Zhao Chuanxin was staring at the sky.

The heavy rain quickly suppressed the fog visible to the naked eye.

He wiped his face and said: "You guys wait here first, I will go to the roof and talk to Lei Gong and Dian Mu about something."

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin's Thor's Hammer bracelet was running out of energy.

I wanted to charge it a long time ago, but God didn't give me face.

After launching the Azure Phantom Armor, he went up to the roof. He raised his right hand and waited for the thunder to fall.

The electric dancing silver snake pierced the sky and tore apart the dark twilight.

Li Xiuji, Park Seungyeol and others are the bosses with open mouths.

Six or seven miles away, Yusaku Uehara and a group of Japanese soldiers also looked up at the vision in the sky.

But I saw a lightning bolt winding down and hitting somewhere on the ground, but there was no flash of fire, indicating that the lightning bolt did not cause a fire risk.

However, Uehara Yusaku didn't know what was wrong with his eyesight, and when the thunder accompanied by lightning rumbled by,

He asked the adjutant, "Did you notice just now that there seemed to be a faint figure in the place where the lightning fell?"

The adjutant shook his head: "Well, I didn't see it. The lightning is far away from us, even if it hits someone, it should be invisible."

As soon as the words fell, another bolt of lightning fell, and the adjutant opened his mouth slightly.

It seemed, perhaps, that he also saw the outline of a slightly enlarged figure in the electric light.

But how is this possible?

He said uncertainly: "It seems that two lightning bolts landed on the same place."

Yusaku Uehara took off his hat, and the rainwater slid down the bald spot, and then hung on the short short hair on both sides to form water droplets.

He twisted his hat and said, "In this weather, even the most industrious farmer would not want to go out to plow. If anyone, who would it be?"

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

This nervous reaction made the adjutant feel that Uehara Yusuke was making a big fuss.

The adjutant said, "That's Guluji Ridge. It takes a circle to get there from Kaihua Island."

The implication is that Yusaku Uehara thought too much.

However, Yusaku Uehara is usually a very stubborn person except for obeying Hasegawa Haodao's words.

In the dark sky, although lightning still appeared from time to time, it never fell again.

Yusaku Uehara pointed there stubbornly and said: "Send an infantry squadron and an artillery squadron to check there. If there is no situation, come back and gather with the big troops."

Sending infantry, the adjutant can still understand.

However, it will take a long time to send artillery with extremely poor mobility to go to war.

Although it is only a few miles, the road is muddy in rainy days, and when the horses are not moving, people have to push the cannon carts.

In this kind of weather, people will be exhausted when they arrive.

Uehara Yusuke did not explain, and urged: "Go quickly."

"Roms."

The terrain of Gulujiling is rugged, but not steep.

In the woods on both sides of the Yanluo trail, even though it is raining, the chirping of birds is still more profound.

The scene of Zhao Chuanxin absorbing Tianlei just now made Li Xiuji, Park Shengyeol and others feel uneasy for a long time.

"Why don't you talk? In this rainy day, it doesn't matter if we talk, the Japanese army can't hear you."

Seeing that the atmosphere was too solemn, Zhao Chuanxin didn't like it.

Li Xiuji spoke first: "Mr. Zhao, was that the legendary thunder disaster just now?"

"What kind of thunder calamity? How can Lei Gong and Dian Mu and the others have the ability to bring disaster to me? Did you give me face?"

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin was trudging through the mud, and suddenly pointed to the front: "Look, there is a temple over there. There are also many monks in Korea, but wherever there are mountains, there are temples."

Park Seung-yeol said: "That's the Lotus Temple, we can go to shelter from the rain. The Japanese army can't stand this kind of weather."

Saying this, everyone felt a little chilly, and their lips, which were not resistant to cold, turned white from the rain.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to go to the temple first.

The gate of the temple was closed tightly, and Park Seung Yeol stepped forward to knock on the door.

A little novice monk wearing a white robe opened the door and popped out his small head. When he saw a group of men with guns outside, he was surprised and instinctively wanted to close the door.

Park Seung Yeol pressed the door with his hand: "We are not bad people."

After saying this, even he himself was a little stunned, because he remembered another sentence Zhao Chuanxin said.

The little novice obviously had the same idea, and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient with tugging and tugging, and stepped forward to push the little novice staggeringly.

Zhao Chuanxin said carelessly: "Sheng Lie, you are quite big, why are you so weak?"

Take the first step and walk into the temple.

The courtyard in the temple was cleaned cleanly, with the desolation of the out-of-season.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the little novice monk by the neck: "Walk around, what are you doing in a daze, aren't you afraid of being rained by the rain?"

The little novice struggled vigorously, but couldn't help but was pinched and walked towards the Azure Dragon Hall.

After entering the Azure Dragon Hall, Zhao Chuanxin saw a group of magnificent relief sculptures.The relief is 3 meters high and 7 meters wide, and should be made of pine wood.In the center of the statue is an unknown great monk, holding a rosary, bowing his head and reciting, with a peaceful face.

On both sides, tall green dragons entangled and blended, turning around the monk.

The craftsman who made this relief was quite skilled, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but take a second look,
To Li Xiuji, who followed into the main hall, said: "This thing looks really good, it would be great if it could be moved."

Li Xiuji was taken aback: "Mr. Zhao must not do it. This is the sacred image of Ssangyong Panasonic, which has been passed down for a long time. It was carved by the sculptor Jin Guitai during the Ming Dynasty, and it is very famous in Korea."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes became brighter, and he pointed to a bronze statue of Maitreya in the hall: "That's not bad, it's smaller and easier to move,"

The little novice shuddered a little in his heart: It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I'm going to evacuate the temple if I lure wolves into the house?
When others come, they only know how to worship, but how can a person who doesn't even pay attention to Buddha like this be good?

Park Shenglie also stepped forward to persuade: "Mr. Zhao, there are devout men and women in this temple every day, and the incense is constantly burning. If... I am afraid that many people will be offended."

They were really a little scared of Zhao Chuanxin.

It's not that he's too intelligent and close to a monster, it's that his brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people.

The key is that his personal strength is tyrannical, and no one can do anything to him.

Zhao Chuanxin made a haha: "You are joking with this little monk."

Can't help but glanced at the Ssangyong Panasonic hidden icon again, Zhao Chuanxin secretly thought it was a pity.

At this time, someone scolded: "Lantian, who is making such a loud noise here? Don't you know that this is a sacred place for Buddhism?"

When Zhao Chuanxin saw the back of the hall, he turned out a monk with a pot belly, his face was full of flesh, his eyebrows were raised, he didn't look like a good person.

When the evil monk saw a group of men with guns standing silently in the hall, staring at him, his ferocious face froze slightly.

Lantian little novice yelled at the evil monk from a distance: "Brother, these people... these benefactors, it's none of my business that they forced their way in."

The evil monk was no longer evil, and his benevolent eyebrows and eyes changed as if a jade lock was torn apart: "The poor monk is a disciple of Zen Master Fazheng, the third ancestor of the Ming Dynasty. The monk's name is Xinzhi. I don't know who you are?"

Zhao Chuanxin let go of the monk, and came to the nervous Xinzhi.

Xinzhibao has a big waist and round waist, but he is a head shorter than Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "Really, your master's name is quite long and unique. In fact, I also have a dharma name."

In fact, when he traveled to Guangzhou, he heard Zen Master Fazheng, the third patriarch of the Ming Dynasty, because Fazheng went to Guangzhou to study Buddhism.

He has also heard the name of Lantian, Lantian is the future Chan Master Lantian, and the Lotus Temple will hold a Lantian birthday festival in the future.

Hearing what Zhao Chuanxin said, Xinzhi became a little nervous, thinking that Zhao Chuanxin was planning to declare himself close because he had heard of his master's reputation.

A habitual look of pride appeared on his face.

"I don't know what the name is, but please tell me."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin's tone changed: "My name is a bit long, you listen carefully. The full name is--World Venerable Ksitigarbha, Prajna, Buddhas, Demons, Demons, Demons, Demons, Demons, Demons, Earth, and the strongest Fahai. I have a few The famous stunt of Yao Fumo, I just ask if your master has it?"

Xinzhi was immediately dumbfounded.

He didn't remember.

He had no choice but to stammer: "This, this, Brother Fa Hai, you..."

Zhao Chuanxin's face suddenly changed: "What is Fahai brother? According to seniority, you should be called the strongest Fahai ancestor, the strongest Fahai master."

"This……"

I can't call it out.

"What is this and that? Have you seen the people here? They are all dozens of great vajra protectors from your ancestors, and you have to prepare a fast meal. If you don't eat and drink enough, how can you have the strength to help you eliminate demons and defend the way?"

Xin Zhi saw that the hall was full of people, and he was embarrassed: "It's really a small dining hall, so we can't cook meals for so many people."

Without further ado, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped Xinzhi on the forehead: "How dare you talk back? I teach you to do it, and you do it. If you can't do it alone, ask all of you to get up and do it together. Here If you can't do it in half an hour, I will hit the mighty Tianlong, and you will be ashamed."

With that said, the gun was placed on Xinzhi's forehead.

Lan Tian was still clever, and he stepped forward to make a rescue: "Whatever you can do, please put away your magical powers."

Zhao Chuanxin closed his gun: "Not bad, not bad, Lan Tian, ​​right? I think you will become a grand master in the future."

Zen master Lantian later published prose and poetry, and has since become famous.

So Zhao Chuanxin didn't expect it wrong.

Lan Tian clasped his hands together: "Thank you for the auspicious words from the benefactor, if you can gain a little understanding of Buddhism, Lan Tian will be enough in this life."

"A little is not enough. If you take me as your teacher, I will let you realize the supreme power of the mighty Tianlong. A word of prajna is enough to keep you from slaughtering all evildoers in the world."

"Amitabha, I dare not speak falsely about killing living beings."

"It's nothing. If you don't kill, you'll be a fart. My brother Dainichi Tathagata will also kill when he encounters bandits like the Japanese. Not killing is not enough to become a Buddha."

"..."

The two hurried to the apse.

Xin Zhi's face was full of anger: "Damn it, half a year ago, when the supervisor Ito Hirobumi came to the Lotus Temple to worship, didn't he want to bow his head? This person is so rude, and he doesn't have the slightest respect for the Buddha. How dare he call him a brother and brother, and he is not afraid of it." Damn it! By the way, there was an American who failed to leave the temple today because of the rain, what is his name?"

Lan Tian reminded: "William Carlo Will is the US ambassador to Korea."

"Yes, that's him. I'll go find him. These people must be afraid of American devils."

In Xinzhi's heart, even the Japanese who are in full swing in Korea are afraid of Yankees.Koreans will wag their tails like pugs when they see Americans for a certain period of time.

So, whoever these people are, the Yankees can surely keep them down.

Inside the Azure Dragon Hall, Zhao Chuanxin took off his coat and wrung the water hard.

He said: "Go and get some dry firewood, let's warm up in this Azure Dragon Hall."

Park Seung Yeol and Lee Soo Ji at the same time: "No."

Zhao Chuanxin gave them a strange look: "Why are you so excited?"

It's just a different position.

Anyway, it's not something from his own house, so make it casually, this is Zhao Chuanxin's position.

Li Xiujian and Park Shengyeol are just the opposite.

Seeing that they disagreed, Zhao Chuanxin took out a copper stove and charcoal that he had swept up before, and threw the charcoal into it to ignite.

He happily sat on the ground, warming himself by the fire, very happy.

Park Shengyeol and Li Xiuji were also a little cold, and they wanted to get closer, but they didn't agree to start a fire just now.

If you knew that it was only fired with charcoal in a copper furnace, then why would they object?
At this time, he couldn't hold back his face.

Others didn't have this kind of awareness, and a few strong members of the God of War team squeezed over, and gathered around the copper stove to dry clothes together.

"Mr. Zhao, what kind of supernatural powers did you talk about with that monk earlier? Can you tell me about the supernatural powers?"

"Well..." Zhao Chuanxin made a fool of himself: "Tell me, what evildoers are there in Dahan now?"

When it comes to this, the people of Korea are very fond of it. The "Otosi Five Thieves" came as soon as they opened their mouths.

The one who bears the brunt is naturally: "Li Wanyong!"

Hearing that they were the first to think of Li Wanyong, Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his dry hands: "That's right, Li Wanyong is a monster. When I find him, you will see how I can use a powerful Tianlong to destroy this beast!" "

"Mr. Zhao, are we going to kill Li Wanyong?"

Everyone around is excited.

As long as it is not a Han traitor, almost every Korean will gnash their teeth at Li Wanyong.

"That's right. I promised my buddy Li Xi that I will kill Li Wanyong. It's time to fulfill my promise."

This is a moment.

He didn't move before because Daehan needed him to make a mess.

Move him now because Zhao Chuanxin needs to use him to arouse the blood of these God of War team members.

While the discussion was in full swing, an American in a suit and leather shoes and a top hat, holding a civilized stick in his hand, walked into the hall.

"Who are you? How dare you make trouble in the Lotus Temple!"

The discussion stopped for a while...

(End of this chapter)