Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Chapter 45 Different thoughts

"My subordinates think there is nothing unusual."

Shi Wusheng carefully thought about what he knew about Huang Tian before giving his answer.

He really didn't think that Huang Tian would be related to the remnants of the White Lotus Sect.

This little guy is very timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Relying on Huang Weiming's connections, he could have prospered in the anti-traitor system.

However, the little guy chose to work as a prison guard delivering meals in the Tianlao without touching anything.

If it weren't for Senior Aunt Mo's promotion, I'm afraid the little guy wouldn't even think about becoming a cell leader.

How could such an honest and fearful person be from the White Lotus Sect?

"Well, I see."

Mo Qingsheng seemed to be just casually asking if there was any special meaning, and waved his hand to signal Shi Wusheng to leave.

After a while, Mo Qingsheng was the only one left in the check-in room.

She took out a file from the drawer, opened it and read it carefully.

The file reporter's surname was Jing Furui, and he was from a Qianhu station where the anti-treacherous guards were stationed in the south of the Yangtze River.

The entire content contained no evidence and was almost all inferences and conjectures. However, it pointed out that the White Lotus Sect was seeking to change after the headquarters and northern branches were completely wiped out.

The direction of change is to create a supreme god with great power.

I hope to use the power of this god to resist the pressure of human nature and luck from the imperial court.

In an inconspicuous paragraph in the file, Jing Qianhu mentioned that the Sanyang Temple, the Vacuum Temple, and the Wusheng Sword Sect that have flourished in Jiangnan in the past thirty years are suspected to be the hidden descendants of the White Lotus Sect.

Apart from the commander, only Mo Qingsheng has read this file.

"Jing Furui, Wusheng Sword Sect, Jing Yu..."

Mo Qingsheng's finger gently tapped on the name of the file reporter, and a guess emerged in his mind, and he named each name, "Hao Ren, Huang Tian."

Suddenly, Mo Qingsheng suddenly recalled the incident when he had just come down from the mountain and entered the traitor guard for the first time.

At that time, she didn't have much experience. She relied on her cultivation to get carried away, didn't know how to do things in a roundabout way, and always got into trouble.

But there is always a middle-aged old man partner who takes the trouble to clean up her mess.

That person was none other than Huang Weiming.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Mo Qingsheng murmured to himself, then put away the file.

She would definitely check out the Sanyang Temple, the Vacuum Temple, and the Wusheng Sword Sect.

The most powerful swordsman of the Wusheng Sword Sect's generation, Jing Yu, was even on Mo Qingsheng's thorough investigation list.

What's more, just a few days after Jing Yu returned to Beijing, it happened that the White Lotus Sect and the deposed prince's party attacked the sky prison at night and robbed the prison.

Mo Qingsheng doesn't think this is a coincidence.

The reason why Huang Tian was promoted to the position of cell leader was due to the fact that Huang Tian and Jing Yu were about to get married.

Many people tend to go astray when faced with impending disaster.

Mo Qingsheng didn't want the son of his former partner to end up poorly.

In addition...

One reported the Wusheng Sword Sect with his real name, but the other was actually the swordsman of the Wusheng Sword Sect!

Mo Qingsheng wanted to see what kind of opera Jing Furui Qianhu and his daughter Jing Yu were singing.

game world.

The eagle demon and the dragon demon did not even dare to go to Tengjiao Stream, which was closer to Danjiang River, and fled directly back to Yingchou Valley.

"Brother, it should be okay, that wild-haired god didn't catch up."

The dragon demon swallowed the Xuanbing Orb into his belly early on when he was escaping for his life. He was warming it up while recovering from his injuries.

After transforming, it landed in Yingchou Valley. The dragon demon still looked towards the Danjiang River from time to time, with lingering fear in its heart.

"Ah."

The hawk demon also took form, pacing back and forth with its huge eagle head on its head, anxious.

"Brother, I really didn't expect that wild-haired god to be so powerful! What should we do next? Go to the Dragon King of Bibo River or the Marshal of the Golden Eagle of Wufeng Valley for help?"

The dragon demon had completely lost his mind at this moment and was in a mess.

"No! You can't go!" The hawk demon categorically rejected the dragon demon's idea without even thinking about it.

"Why?"

Jiao Yao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect his elder brother's attitude to be so weird.

"Do you want to die?"

The hawk demon glared at the dragon demon with a sneer on his lips, "Do you believe it or not, if I dare to go back for help, I will die without a burial place the next day?"

"Ah? Ah!"

The dragon monster suddenly realized what bad idea it had come up with.

In the world of monsters, there is only the law of the jungle.

The hawk demon and the dragon demon suffered such a huge defeat that all their demon soldiers were wiped out.

The four monsters of wolf, monkey, tiger, and leopard that can be used as helpers are dying and they are at their weakest.

The Bibo River Dragon King and the Windless Valley Golden Eagle Commander will not do anything.

But what their men did, I don't think the two bosses will pursue too much.

By then, it is very likely that the hawk demon and the dragon demon will die, and their bodies will be eaten by other demons, and the Xuansha Yin Fan and the Xuanbing Orb will be snatched away.

"Then what do we do?"

The dragon demon was crying and had no idea.

"Wait!"

The hawk demon had calmed down a bit at this time and uttered one word.

"wait?"

The dragon demon was greatly puzzled.

In this current situation, we still have to wait?
  Can you wait?
  What are you waiting for?
  Facing the stupid gaze of the dragon demon, the eagle demon said in a faint tone: "Wait until the strength of the wild-haired god increases, and wait until the Dragon King of Bibo River or the Golden Eagle Commander of Wufeng Valley notice the wild-haired god. In the meantime, you and I should avoid the sharp edges. Just survive."

Gods and monsters are different.

Monsters can move around and go wherever they want without affecting their strength.

Gods have a sense of place.

There is a huge difference in the power that gods can exert between themselves in their own divine domain and those outside of their own divine domain.

The hawk demon didn't believe that the wild-haired god could still be so powerful after leaving the divine domain he snatched from the old water clam!
  Therefore, the hawk demon boldly concluded that the wild-haired gods would not come to trouble them in the short term.

"Ah! Alas!!!"

Hearing this, the dragon demon first exclaimed, somewhat disbelieving, and then sighed heavily, helplessly accepting it.

The situation is stronger than the demon, so that's all.

Take a gamble.

"Brother, I don't dare to go back to Tengjiaojian. I can only ask my eldest brother to take him in."

"You and I, brothers, why are you so open-minded?"

There are two demons: the eagle and the dragon. One wants to take shelter from the eagle demon, and the other wants to win over the dragon demon to increase its strength and momentum.

An agreement was quickly reached on the issue of the dragon demon staying in Yingchou Valley.

South bank of Danjiang River.

Villagers on both sides of the strait lit torches to illuminate the path under their feet, and delivered the trophies obtained after cleaning the battlefield to the temple overnight.

The jade statue has long been returned to its shrine.

The loot was divided into two parts.

Wolf skins, crystals, tiger bones, and leopard teeth are the most valuable and are placed on the offering table.

Other weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds were spread out on the ground.

At Li Lingsu's signal, Li Liangxun organized talkers from other villages and coaxed the villagers back home who were clamoring to arrange a ceremony to worship the gods overnight.

Li Lingsu was the only one left in the temple, kneeling under the jade statue, muttering words as if praying devoutly.

He also seems to be hesitant and longing for guidance.

(End of this chapter)