lethal arsenal

Chapter 166 Who is the head of the golden ten thousand taels?
He turned his head and followed the prestige, but by chance, he saw a girl.

The girl who appeared both within reason and unexpectedly, Lu Ping.

Beside her was Lin Dong's new younger brother, Zheng Dongshan.

"Saint?"

Tailor Zhang's voice also seemed a bit surprised.

"Second Uncle flooded the Dragon King Temple, you can't be ignorant of your family."

Lu Ping said softly.

His heart sank, Tailor Zhang thought for a while, the curse mark on his hand changed for a while, and his face also turned from green to white. It was obvious that interrupting the spellcasting was a backlash. .

Lin Dong also reined in his exuberant aura, and it would be inappropriate for him to continue to make trouble.

The task assigned by Chenlong was a fart. For Lin Dong, the tailor Zhang was within the scope of whether he could be killed or not.

If there is no such relationship as Lu Ping, he will be slaughtered.

But since shopkeeper Xiao Lu called the other party uncle, and Lin Dong will also cooperate with the Saintess of the White Lotus Sect, of course he still has to give some face.

just one thing...

Lin Dong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Lu Ping and Zheng Dongshan were all here.

So, here comes the question - what about Lu Xiaoxiao?
"Since we are all friends, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. Please go to the post station and have a cup of tea."

Lin Dong suggested.

Right now he has a lot of questions he wants to ask Lu Ping, because if you heard me right, Tailor Zhang, this guy called Lu Ping a saint?

Isn't Lu Ping a Dharma protector?
Or did you say that you were tricked from the beginning?

If Lu Ping is a saint, then what about Lu Xiaoxiao?
The tailor Zhang turned his eyes on Lu Ping and Lin Dong with piercing eyes. He fought this fight for no reason and lost a precious ghost. Now let it go if you say let it go?
If you don't understand the relationship between this bastard and the saint, how can you do it?
The white-painted cheek nodded mechanically, and slowly exhaled a voice that made people feel cold during the dog days: "You lead the way."

……

"What day is it today?"

Wu Ma rubbed his dizzy head and asked casually.

The fair-skinned woman lying next to him smiled charmingly: "Master, it's number six today. You slept for a full day and two nights in our Liuliyuan..."

The voice is delicate, tickling people's hearts.

When Wu Ma heard this, he was dazed, "One day and two nights?" He exclaimed exaggeratedly, and quickly pulled his arm out of the woman's white and tender body.

The delicate touch made his heart rippling again, but at this time, shouldn't he be thinking about it, "Not good." Wu Ma yelled, lifted the quilt and turned over, naked from the big red moon cave-style door cover canopy bed down.

"Baby Ruyue, just rest first, don't worry about me."

While speaking, the skinny Wu Ma took a red silk quilt and covered the white and greasy beauty with big eyes and sharp chin.

I didn't even have time to put on my clothes, so I reached out to grab a bronze medal on the shelf. On one side of the bronze medal was a large Chinese character "午".

"Grandpa, let me serve you."

The woman lifted the quilt, and the candlelight in the room shone, her shoulders were white and round, pretty and tender, like a juicy Chinese cabbage.

"Father, what are you looking for?"

The woman watched Wu Ma rummaging through the hanger, and greeted softly.

Wu Ma's forehead was sweating, and he muttered: "Why did I forget the date, damn it, damn it."

At this time, he turned his head suddenly, the tip of his nose was almost rubbing against the tip of the woman's nose, and he bared his teeth and asked, "Did you notice anything strange when I fell asleep?"

The woman was so frightened that He took two steps back, her face turned pale and she said: "There is also a problem. There was a white pigeon before, and it brought a letter."

"Bring it to me to see, why didn't you call me at that time?"

Wu Ma gritted his teeth and said, a bit of fierceness immediately crept up between his brows.

"My lord, you said before that I will not disturb your sleep when the Heavenly King is here."

The woman said softly.

While talking, he took out a light white envelope from the drawer of the dresser and handed it over.

Wu Ma took the brush and took it apart twice. He held up the letter, his eyes were wide open, and he scanned the ink-colored writing line by line, with a cloudy expression on his face.

"Master, did you delay your official duties?"

The woman said softly, grabbed the trousers, mandarin jacket, and belt on the shelf with one hand, and signaled to wait for Wu Ma to dress.

Then, she inadvertently said: "Our family recently recruited a group of young girls. If you are struggling with official duties, you can come to our building to rest for a day or two to refresh yourself..."

This charming voice makes people feel numb all over.

Wu Ma has a pair of hairy legs, pacing back and forth in the room, "Oh, I can't make it in time anyway, um..." He sighed, "Fucking business, how can you influence women for business?"

Wu Ma cursed and threw the letter casually.

Then, he turned around abruptly, and threw Mei Jiao Niang onto the bed, causing the woman to smile coquettishly.

The breeze blew in from the window and swirled around, blowing up the fluffy letter paper that hadn't landed on the ground, obviously without any sparks, the letter paper actually ignited spontaneously.

The wind carried the ashes out of the room.

……

"You have too much evil spirit on your body, you must restrain yourself."

Tailor Zhang sat across from Lin Dong and said suddenly.

Staring at Lin Dong with those gray eyes that were sullen always made him feel uncomfortable.

This old man deliberately took money because of his status, which made Lin Dong very unhappy, especially with his elder style.

The problem was that Lu Ping grabbed Lin Dong's hand with a kind of flattery in his eyes, especially when he scratched Lin Dong's heart with his white and tender fingers, which made it difficult for Lin Dong to turn his face.

"Little brother, what is the relationship between you?"

As soon as he was seated, this was the first sentence Tailor Zhang asked.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and was about to reply, saying that it was an ordinary partnership.

however……

Lu Ping's next words were: "He is my man."

Fuck it, go straight to the general!
"Second uncle, you have to help him."

Lu Ping said again.

Lin Dong's face twitched, and it was hard to explain.

At that time, the tailor's eyelids were raised suddenly, his shallow and short brows were pressed down, and there was a bit of fierceness on his strange face.

The saintess of the White Lotus Sect is not allowed to find a man before she leaves office, she must maintain a pure yin body.

At this time, Lu Ping spoke faster than setting off firecrackers: "I have taken off the position of the saint, and the burden is now on the little shoulders, and besides..." Balabala said again, talking about the lifeless mother of the White Lotus Sect This branch is the recent situation of the Saintess Department.

I heard that Venerable Maitreya and his family wanted to split the holy religion and always bullied their sisters.

The fierce light in the tailor's eyes flashed away, "I said a long time ago that the bald man deserves to be killed. Your father doesn't listen to me, and now he is suffering a lot. He deserves it, he really deserves it. It's just that he himself suffers, that's all. It should happen to your generation." Tailor Zhang has always spoken in a soft voice, but now he couldn't help raising several tunes.

Lu Ping continued to complain.

Another moment.

Tailor Zhang took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Lin Dong, "What's your name?" He talked with Lu Ping for more than half an hour, and only now did he remember to ask Lin Dong's name.

"Lin Yuanjue, the guerrilla general, was supposed to escort the saint to the capital this time, but there was a delay on the way."

Lin Dong said calmly.

When he heard the word Lin Yuanjue, the tailor Zhang, who was still young, but in fact should be the age of an old man, showed a surprised expression.

"Are you the general who defeated the Martial God Wing King Shi Dakai?"

That's how the rumors got more and more exaggerated. Obviously, the name still calmed down the old stuff a bit.

"How should I put it? Defeat is not counted, but if it is repelled, it is indeed me."

Lin Dong was rarely reserved.

I didn't feel this way before, but now I feel a little uncomfortable sitting opposite Tailor Zhang, as if a bad guy who abducted someone else's cabbage happened to be sitting in front of his father-in-law.

"By the way, I heard that the old man is the killer who starts with the word "Di" in Yilin Society? Why did he find this place suddenly, and was hunted down by Chenlong, the head of the twelve earthly branches? Also for the saint?"

Lin Dong probed into the root cause and asked.

Lu Ping didn't interrupt, and let the two men talk, "Is today's scene a confession?" Thinking of this, she felt her heart beating faster and her face flushed slightly.

"Well, it's a long story, the general of the Ghost Punishment Department..."

Tailor Zhang glanced at Lu Ping, and spoke in distress.

He is old-fashioned and slippery, so how can he not see through his little daughter's thoughts? When he thought about Lin Dong's true identity and Lu Ping's connection, he hesitated for a moment, and finally told the whole story about himself.

The oil lamp on the table half-lighted the tailor's face, and as the man spoke eloquently, Lin Dong gradually understood.

That's how it turned out.

Twelve or thirteen years ago, Lu Ping and Lu Xiaoxiao were just little girls.

After entering Beijing, Lu Shang, the leader of the sect, disappeared without a trace. Batch after batch of Dharma protectors, disciples, etc., went to Beijing to search for it, but nothing was found.

As one of the only remaining three elders, Tailor Zhang was jointly expelled by the other two elders, Our Lady of Samantabhadra and Zhao Caishen.

Although not named as a traitor, the nature is not bad.

Our Lady of Samantabhadra later turned to Venerable Maitreya, who was worshiped as the Mother of Buddha by Venerable Maitreya, and she trained the other twelve Virgins.

As for Zhao Caishen is still working for the Saintess lineage, most of the White Lotus Sect's bases in the world are controlled by this person, including the former White Dragon Temple.

Later, after leaving the White Lotus Sect, in order to make a living, Tailor Zhang put his name on the Yilin Club, and after accumulating tasks over the years, he gradually sat on the top spot.

Yilin's listed killers are divided into heaven, earth, Xuanhuang people, these grades.

In the entire organization, there is only one top spot in the sky, and only three top spots in the ground.

Tailor Zhang's status can be regarded as being squeezed into the top four of the killer organization.

"You are always so powerful, what are you doing in the muddy waters of Jiangning Mansion?"

Lin Dong drank the water in the cup slowly, his eyes were deep.

"Awesome? If you are so powerful, you don't need to eat? I want to raise ghosts. How can I find a soul body that was born in a cloudy year?"

"Besides, all kinds of magic tools and giving to ghosts cost money. I raise a lot of ghost soldiers and ghosts. Don't I need to eat and drink? Just the money for the sesame oil that Guan Erye eats for me every year is calculated by the ton. , It’s funny to say, in the entire Jiangning Mansion, the total amount of rewards issued by the Yilin Society has reached more than 3000 taels of gold!"

"Qianzhou Prefecture, the poorest state in the Qing court, pays only 15 taels of gold a year. The tax paid by Suzhou Prefecture is the highest in the world, and it pays [-] taels of gold in taxes. One vote, the gentry and dignitaries want to spend half their life's wealth. I Why not do it?"

Tailor Zhang said with a smile but not a smile, looking at Lin Dong with a little playfulness.

"3000 taels!"

Lin Dong was startled and stood up abruptly, which was completely inconsistent with the news he had received.

"Peng Yulin offered a reward to Tujiang Dragon King, didn't he say 3000 taels of gold?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Then guess whose head the remaining 1 taels are for?"

Tailor Zhang asked with a smile.

Looking at the half-smile in the eyes of the other party, Lin Dong frowned, and a bad thought suddenly appeared, "Could it be me?" His jaw almost dropped from shock, and he pointed at himself.

(End of this chapter)