The more developed a country is, the more stable its society is and the less likely it is to be influenced by people from other countries. The more backward a country is, the easier it is to be influenced. Just like in Africa, one company or one businessman can influence the overall situation of the country and even influence the country. politics.
"Don't worry, it's not far from the temple. Nothing will happen." Jiashi said.
The three of them sneered at Jiashi's words, and Chen Huaming also disagreed.
To this Jianghu, Jiashi is just a rookie. A rookie will always be simplistic and idealistic when looking at problems, while an old Jianghu will only worry that he has not speculated deeply enough on the sinister nature of human nature.
Although Qingman Temple has great influence, for unfamiliar outsiders, whether they can reach Qingman Temple is a problem. If you don’t arrive at Qingman Temple, you cannot get asylum. You cannot get asylum before arriving at Qingman Temple. This journey It is necessary to pass through the large and small spheres of influence around Qingman Temple.
This region is stable, but it does not mean safe for them. The more stable the region, the stronger the forces that secretly maintain stability. Stability is usually maintained by restricting the movement of people, and strangers are of course the main targets of restrictions, which will definitely attract the attention of the hidden forces that maintain stability, and lead to rejection and conflict.
This hostile rejection of outsiders came at the right time, was not abrupt at all, and did not even attract the attention of the locals.
It seems that the one who came forward is indeed a big force. A group of more than a dozen tough-looking men were standing lazily on the roadside. Judging from their aura, they all had strength that was not inferior to Chen Huaming. The one who took the lead was Xin San. No one can guarantee victory, and they are just a group of minions collecting tolls on the roadside.
Collecting tolls is the simplest and most logical way. It seems that this area is indeed in good order. Otherwise, they would not be collecting tolls here, but would be interrogating and forcing a siege.
As an orderly place, tolls are naturally not collected from everyone, except for the permanent residents of the surrounding areas. Tolls are collected from passers-by and strangers.
Jiashi seemed to be accustomed to the group of people in front of him and ignored them. He took a few people and wanted to go over. Of course he could go over because no one nearby didn't recognize the little elephant pattern on his monk's robe, but Chu asked them That won’t work.
As soon as Jiashi walked over, a group of originally lazy men moved slightly, separated Jiashi and Chu Xiang and the others, and surrounded Chu Xiang and the others on three sides. They moved very quickly and tacitly.
The leading man's face was full of pimples. He looked at the group of people up and down, walked a few steps with one hand behind his back, and said something. Chu Xiang didn't understand Dai, so he couldn't understand it. He thought it was nothing more than asking for money. , there is a small problem first. If a few people give money, other problems will naturally arise. In any case, it is impossible to let a few people pass easily.
As Chu Xiang guessed, a group of people blocking the road did want money, tolls and protection fees, but the amount was a bit large. Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing are all bandits, and they are also the leaders. They have no money on them, and they usually don't need to bring money. Chu Xiang has nothing but a suit of clothes, and only Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang have a little. However, this amount of money is completely impossible.
Jiashi's reaction was a bit slow. He didn't react until he was separated. When he wanted to go over, he was politely stopped by two toll collectors, preventing him from getting close to Chu Xiang and the others.
Jiashi had a kind-hearted nature and was not used to arguing with others. He didn't even know how to reason. After a few words, he was persuaded by two toll collectors to leave, and he became farther and farther away from Chu Xiang and the others.
Although Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing were unhappy, they were on their own territory, and the other party had strong soldiers and horses. The three of them did not dare to mess around. Being the leader of a group of bandits, he was certainly not a careless person. When to show off one's strength and when to hold back one's head, he has become extremely skilled in it.
Chen Huaming knew that the charges were just a name. The purpose of these people was to find out their origins and beat up a few people. Of course, there might be other ulterior secrets.
After some calculations in his mind, Chen Huaming already had a plan. He took two steps forward and said to the pimple-faced man: "Brothers, we are from Myanmar. This is Master Lu Shide. He was ordered by Luang Phor of Qingman Temple. I am invited by the master to be a guest at Qingman Monastery. I am passing by your place. I don’t know your rules and I don’t have much money with me. Please show me your kindness. When we pay a visit to Master Puding, we will definitely come back to apologize.”
Chen Huaming spoke in a polite and polite manner, with both soft and hard words. The other party must have recognized Jiashi's origins, could tell whether his words were true or false, and dared to intercept the guests specially sent by Master Luang Phor Puding of Qingman Temple to lead the way. Not some of their little minions can afford this sin.
"Master Lu Shide? Where did Master Lu Shide come from? Am I so easy to fool? Anyone who comes here calls me master. If you go to Qingman Temple to cause trouble, I can't bear the responsibility." The pimpled man glanced at Chu Xiang and said in a strange tone.
This gnarled man was obviously a veteran of the martial arts world. He cleared up the relationship in just two sentences and turned an entire army against him.
Glancing at the master who was persuaded to leave, Chen Huaming knew that he could not count on the master at this time. He looked squarely at the pimple-faced man and said: "Brother, you are joking. Master Lu Shide is a holy monk of Burma. I don't care about his identity and status." You can't slander someone there casually. You can't make the decision on this matter. I suggest you ask a senior person in your gang to handle it, otherwise I'm afraid it won't do you any good in the future."
Chen Huaming's words sounded polite, but as an old man with pimples, he understood the meaning of Chen Huaming's words. The other party didn't take him seriously at all. Being polite was just polite, but actually he was confident.
The pimple-faced man winked at the men next to him, put away his contemptuous expression, and said: "I don't know the Burmese holy monk, let alone who Master Lu Shide is. It's easy to figure it out. Just show me the proof. Prove your identity and invitation, otherwise I'll forgive you for being rude, I can't let these desperadoes pass." The pimple-faced man pointed at Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing.
This was a critical point. Puding’s invitation was only for people at a specific time and place, and Chu Xiang happened to appear there. This cannot be used to prove that they were invited, and Chu Xiang’s identity was fabricated, which is even more impossible. Proof, the only thing that can be proven is that Chu Xiang is a holy monk passed down orally in Myanmar.
"Master Lu Shide's identity can be proved by thousands of Burmese people. There is no need to prove it to you, and you are not qualified to let the master prove it to you. Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing were originally bandits. They were killed by Lu Influenced by Master Shide, he put down his butcher knife and followed the master. The invitation of Master Luang Phor Puding can be proved by Jiashi Longpi. If you ask Jiashi Longpi to come over, you will know. It is unavoidable to use despicable means to deceive the inexperienced Longpi of Qingman Temple. It's disgusting." Chen Huaming said expressionlessly. Although he was beating a drum in his heart, his appearance was more severe.
Chen Huaming's words were so righteous that the pimple-faced man could no longer argue. At this moment, Master Ji, who was persuaded to leave, seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. He got rid of the entanglement of the two toll collectors, ran to the side of the pimple-faced man and said: " Master Lu Shide came here at the invitation of Puding Luang Po, senior brother, please don’t embarrass us again, otherwise it will be difficult for me to do business when I go back."
"Master Ji has misunderstood. I am not embarrassing you, but this Master Rushede has not said a word from the beginning to the end. I don't know what he is here for. If the higher ups blame him, I won't be able to handle it." Man Man The pimple-faced man said with an embarrassed look on his face, and found another breakthrough for the group.
"Master Lu Shide keeps his mouth shut and cannot speak. All issues will be decided by Puding Luang Po. If the time is delayed, we cannot afford it." Master Ji said solemnly.
What he said was just right, and suddenly the spiritual master suddenly had an idea. Is he really enlightened? Chen Huaming was confused.
The pimpled man nodded hurriedly. At this time, the subordinates on the side had contacted the big boss in the gang. The pimpled man said: "Brother, please wait for a moment. I will ask the gang leader for instructions."
The pimple-faced man chatted a few words with the person on the other end of the phone in a remote dialect that neither Chen Huaming nor Master Ji could understand. After hanging up the phone, he clasped his hands respectfully and said to Chu Xiang, "Young man has eyes but cannot recognize Mount Tai." , Reckless and rude, Master Wanwang forgives me."
Although Chu Xiang couldn't understand Dai, the attitude of the pimple-faced man was enough for him to guess the meaning.
Seeing that Chu Xiang ignored the pimpled man and walked straight forward, Chen Huaming said: "Master Lu Shide doesn't care about trivial matters, but I think you'd better prepare a generous gift and go to Qingman Temple to apologize."
A group of toll collectors did not dare to stop them, so they made way and watched several people leave.
Things went smoothly beyond expectations. He didn't expect that he could pass the test with just a few words. This made Chen Huaming feel a little abnormal. Does Qingman Temple really have such a big influence? Or is this group of people playing hard to get?
After getting away from the group of people charging fees, Chen Huaming looked at Xin and felt Chen Huaming's eyes on him. Xin turned around and saw Chen Huaming's eyes, and he already understood what Chen Huaming meant.
After thinking for a moment, Xin shook his head at Chen Huaming.
He couldn't think of any trick in it, and a veteran like Xin couldn't see anything unusual in it. Could it be that those people really just let them go and stopped causing trouble for them? Chen Huaming was a little doubtful.
There was no conspiracy in it, which made people dare not take it lightly. Not only did Xin, Anbanji and Yingjing not relax, their expressions became more cautious.
This area is indeed very stable, completely different from the chaos in other places. Everything seems very orderly, just like before the drastic change.
What Chen Huaming and Xin couldn't figure out was that nothing happened on the road until everyone saw the gate of Qingman Temple. In the evening, everyone arrived at Qingman Temple safely.
