lethal arsenal

Chapter 118 I Can't Help You

The water drops fell into the muddy puddles, and before the circular ripples splashed, he slapped his feet and was already chopped into the pit.

Lin Dong frowned and pulled out his shoes. The cowhide army shoes were stained with a layer of dirty mud.

"Is this the Suzhou Mansion?"

The sky was twilight, and Lin Dong couldn't help muttering as he looked around.

They hurried on the road for a whole night, and it was still raining.

Today happens to be the seventh day of the lunar new year.

Zeng Guoquan's ship should still be preparing, and Ma Xinyi's army is probably hanging behind. However, the people in the city, the country gentry and rich people have long known the news of the war mobilization.

The river in Fucheng is densely covered with boats, and these various banners will be sent to the north and south along the river.

Before entering the city, you can see a large number of donkey carts driving out, all dressed as merchants.

The group of three went upstream, and Lin Dong counted them carefully, and in less than a stick of incense, the number of merchants who ran out was almost several times, or even ten times, that of Luzhou Prefecture.

After reading books for so many years, the most classic sentence about Suzhou impression is still "There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below."

Lin Dong only knew such sentences.

Coincidentally, shopkeeper Lu heard it, and took over the conversation, saying quite elegantly: "Nowadays, Fu is out of the world, and Jiangnan occupies the nineteenth place, among the states in the south of the Yangtze River, Su is the largest."

The bamboo hat guest on the side also said in a hoarse voice: "Suhu is familiar, and the world is full."

Lin Dong looked back at the two, glanced at each of them, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "The co-authors are both more knowledgeable than me, right? Show off?"

He held his umbrella high, protecting himself from any raindrops.

Before the three of them reached the city gate, soldiers with guns came over to question them.

"Where did you come from? Now that the war is imminent, Suzhou Mansion will only leave and not enter."

Holding a big gun and wearing a rain cape, the spearman stepped forward and asked.

The raindrops submerged into the red tassels, and the tip of the spear dripping with water was somewhat eye-catching in the curtain waterfall.

"The military equipment is extraordinary, and the military discipline is also excellent."

Lin Dong thought to himself.

"Holy soldier, we have a document here, and it is an old friend of the general."

Lu Ping stepped forward and handed over a sign and a few documents.

"Wait a minute."

The soldiers guarding the city took the things and let Lin Dong and them enter the city after a long time.

"Several nobles have forgiven your sins. Now that there are important matters in the city, I have to ask a few more questions."

A small official in a green robe and coir raincoat came to meet him in the rain and said.

As soon as Lin Dong buried his face, he was just like a man in a bamboo hat, silent.

Let Lu Ping manage the officials in the general's mansion in front and communicate.

"Oh, could it be something about the Hunan Army that put the city on guard? However, in my humble opinion, there are not thousands of military ships in Fucheng today. How can the waterway be sealed? It will take at least ten days and a half months just to mobilize the Hunan Army's navy."

While speaking, a piece of golden gold, not too big or too small, was stuffed into the little official's hand without any trace.

"That's not the case."

The green-robed official immediately shook his head, pretending to be profound.

Cough cough, he cleared his throat, and his voice was a little brisk: "Our general is preparing for the Kaifeng king's banquet, and now, we are already the curtain king canonized by the Great Heavenly King."

"The curtain king?"

Lu Ping was indeed a little surprised that he hadn't received any news.

Has something happened to the people of the White Lotus Sect in this city?

In such a large city of Suzhou, there are no fewer than ten members of the White Lotus Cult inside, including the high-level saints. However, he and others have already entered the city, and they have not received any notification. This makes Lu Ping feel a strong bad idea.

"That's right, King Mu, you said it was a coincidence, it happened to be the day when you paid tribute to the blood of the unicorn, and our king held a banquet."

The little official said cheerfully.

Lin Dong was holding an umbrella, the soles of his feet were dripping with rainwater, and he was not in a hurry when he landed. He followed behind the bamboo hat guest. He couldn't see the expressions of others under the bamboo hat, but he noticed the flash of panic on Lu Ping's face.

The horse's hooves tapped on the bluestone floor, splashing water everywhere.

A group of chariots and horses passed through the straight road in the city and headed towards the General's Mansion at a leisurely pace.

"Ahem, may I ask who are the guests at the banquet?"

At this time, Lin Dong interrupted abruptly.

The little official turned his head, his eyes suddenly fell into the eyes of the knife, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Dong didn't use the skill [Killing Star Hood] at all.

But even so, his aura is not something that ordinary characters can look at directly...

Ordinary people are fine, a petty official like this is more or less tainted with dragon spirit, so he can naturally feel his power, even if his courage is not released, it is still a bit scary.

"May I ask who these two are?"

The green-robed official narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face instantly brightened.

"The one on the left is my new protector of the White Lotus Sect, the Iron Fist protector, and the one on the right is Duan Hulu, you can call him a knife, he is a swordsman under my sect."

Lu Ping said in a soft voice, he had an idea to give Lin Dong a fancy name.

"I have seen."

Lin Dong took the initiative to cup his hands.

"It turned out to be a Dharma protector and a swordsman hero. I dare not hide the truth from the two of you. Our general has been crowned king in a hurry this time. In addition, various military matters are urgent, so there is no intention of congratulating him. We plan to just have a few casual meals with our best friends."

"There is Li Buer, the great master of monkey boxing in martial arts, Longshu Toutuo, the lion forest in Foshan, Guangdong, and the other two..."

Ahem, as he was talking, the green-robed official coughed involuntarily.

Lu Ping heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately, he took out another large piece of gold from his sleeve.

The little official accepted it calmly, and at this moment he stroked his throat, and continued: "The other two, one is our White Lotus Sect, and the Red Lotus Madonna under the seat of Venerable Maitreya. The other is the nameless, but quite prestigious Yemao Mountain. The prince values ​​this person the most."

"This person's nickname is Ghost Hand Seven, and he wears the signboard of the Yilin Society, and he carries a puppet doll on his back... I accidentally took a peek at that Ghost Hand Seven, and the wooden box that he brought with him is row after row of densely packed silver needles, which is very evil..."

As the mansion approached, the little official's voice became deeper and deeper.

"If you don't follow the right path, you must be a first-class witch and Gu. These evil methods are all harmful spells."

Lu Ping immediately commented righteously.

Lin Dong smiled and said nothing.

Taoism must be saving lives?

Witchcraft must be harmful?

Who said that, for God's sake?

This kind of thing, different people think about it from different angles, people are always fighting for their ass.

There are always some people whose life is not determined by the brain, but by the ass.

The family he entrusted, the industry and position he chose when he grew up, are often more important than hard work.

Of course, these words are only aimed at some ordinary people.

There are always people who are rich and noble, and there are always people who are crushed into the mud.

There are people who have been busy all their lives and work hard, but they can't compare to the lucky kid who makes a decision with a hot forehead.

There are people who have tried their best to figure out all kinds of tricks, but they can't compare to the stunned young man who breaks through the south wall without looking back.

What rules can there be in it?
Since ancient times, everything has its destiny, and it has always been uncontrollable!
"Cough cough."

The little official put on a serious face, lowered his voice, and approached Lu Ping and said, "Guardian Lu, you know, I don't mean to talk about Yemao Mountain, what I want to say is..."

"rest assured."

Lu Ping put his hands into his cuffs, and also lowered his voice.

"The matter of Maitreya and Saintess in the White Lotus Sect will never implicate you."

When Lu Ping said this, his expression was very serious.

The expressions on his face all told the green-robed official that I was trustworthy.

It's just that the inadvertently flickering eyes seem to be telling that he is actually scheming against people.

In this case, it was none other than Tan Shaoguang, General Tan, who Lu Ping was scheming against.

He was trying to figure out what General Tan was thinking.

How can a mere gatekeeper know so much top-secret information?
Who is the expert behind this?
Since Lu Ping did not receive the news that Tan Shaoguang was accepted as King of the Curtain, it meant that there must be something wrong with the lineage of the White Lotus Saintess in Suzhou Mansion.

Under normal conditions.

If it is said that Tan Shaoguang cooperated with Maitreya.

Then, when the Saintess lineage entered the city, they were probably arrested, or they were in danger.

But the other party did not do this, and even asked people to disclose the news.

Either Tan Shaoguang is dissatisfied with Maitreya, of course, this possibility is the lowest.

Or Tan Shaoguang intends to take both sides, and deliberately asked the little official to release Maitreya's information.

Or is it the old saying, whoever wins helps others, people's hearts are like ghosts, they are all foxes with thousands of years.

"It's still Lin Yuanjue, with the most honest heart."

Lu Ping's eyes twirled on Lin Dong's body without a trace.

"By the way, I have a piece of news for you. In addition to some of our great general's friends and strangers, there were eight other generals at the king's banquet. These people are the most outstanding generals in Suzhou Mansion, and they are the heroes of the moment."

"They are—Gao Yongkuan, Wang Anjun, Zhou Wenjia, and Wang Wugui. The four great generals are Zhang Dazhou, Wang Huaban, Wang Youwei, and Fan Qifa. They are all first-class talents under the general's account."

The little official babbled.

At this time, Lu Ping cupped his hands calmly and said, "Okay, I will write it down, thank you very much."

……

Lin Dong listened with his ears pricked up, and after pondering for a long time, he finally came to his senses: "This green-robed official should have an enmity with one of the eight bullshit generals. Otherwise, it would be impossible to deliberately throw out a piece of news at the end. Does he want to use our hands to get rid of the enemy so that he can rise to the top? Or is he thinking of something else? Sigh, why should I pay attention to these miscellaneous things, as long as I kill Tan Shaoguang..."

Thoughts kept surging, and this was exactly the difference between Lu Ping and Lin Dong's considerations.

Lin Dong was thinking about the immediate matter.

As for Shopkeeper Lu, he was thinking about the future, the battle between dragons and tigers within the White Lotus Sect.

Unknowingly, during the chat, a few people came to the General's Mansion.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, there are already a group of attendants doing things like changing plaques and couplets.

Lin Dong glanced at it, and the one hanging on the wall from the left was the one in front of the Xiexie Hall, with the three characters Feng Qiansui hanging on it.

"Feng Qiansui? Muwang? Haha, it's good to be a king. Killing a general is not a military achievement, but killing a prince who is officially sealed by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, then I, Lin Dong, will really be known to the princes."

Standing under the rain curtain with an umbrella, Lin Dong smiled and stared at the plaque hanging high in the General's Mansion - Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Muwang Mansion.

The entire mansion is a combination of an incomparably huge garden and various palaces, and the endless mystery and magnificence are revealed in the hazy rain.

(End of this chapter)