"Director Chen is back?"
"Director Chen is back!"
"Director Chen is back!!!"
Different accents and different tones of this sentence are transmitted in the mouths of different people. Every time it was repeated, there was a slightly different flavor, as if the people in the camp once again had a backbone.
Hong Lixiang couldn't see what was happening over there, but his expression was obviously much more relaxed, and his slightly immature face could not hide his thoughts at all.
There were cheers but no roars, indicating that Chen Jinnan took the initiative this time and not only did he not suffer a defeat, he might even return victorious!
Chen Jinnan is still there, and people’s hearts are still there!
Jiang Wen's mind was like mush. He didn't know what kind of magic power this chief rudder had to make everyone so excited.
He climbed up and took a look, and saw a lot of torches outside the valley and crowds of people. Warriors in white clothes with red foreheads, holding a sword in their left hand and a strong shield in their right hand, carrying hard crossbows, were heading towards the Kowloon Nest in an orderly manner. Marching without any hesitation.
Even when this red scarf phalanx of a hundred people entered the narrow Kowloon Mountain Pass, there was no push and pull and chaos. Instead, they stepped steadily on the spot and shouted loudly behind them.
"The Iron-Blooded Youth League of the Heaven and Earth Society, please be the chief helmsman!"
The uniform shouts of hundreds of people were earth-shattering, and the dark rocks and trees on both sides trembled. It carried a refreshing breeze and dispersed the gloom on the faces of the martial arts people in the canyon.
Leaves were flying in the valleys on both sides. As the iron-blooded youth group in white saluted on the spot, everyone only heard the sound of sword energy breaking through the air. A handsome and handsome man came through the air under the moonlight with a heavy sword on his back.
This person is none other than the chief rudder of the Tiandihui, Chen Jinnan!
"Fellow martial arts comrades!"
A handsome middle-aged man stood on the rock and said loudly.
"Fortunately, Chen Jinnan lived up to his command and repulsed the invading enemies, beheading a total of twelve people!"
As the heads were thrown out of the crowd, the crowd cheered again.
Chen Jinnan was not in the mood to enjoy the process, and continued, "This time the Heaven and Earth will intercept Qing Gou, it depends on the support of all my martial arts colleagues. Our country, the Ming Dynasty, has fallen into a sea of blood, and everyone has deep hatred and bloodstains with the Qing court, especially Nan Everyone from Shaolin, Wei Tuo Sect, and Vajra Sect, this time our Heaven and Earth Association will definitely seek justice for the world!"
After saying these words, Chen Jinnan, armed with the majesty of returning from victory, finally cleared away the haze caused by the nine corpses welcoming guests in the valley, and once again injected strength into this temporarily formed team.
Hong Lixiang had a special status, so he went forward smoothly to report the news of Official Hong Xi's arrival.
"Xiguan, it would be great if you could come!"
Chen Jinnan walked out of the crowd and held Hong Xiguan's hand tightly, "Since Honghua Pavilion presided over the sworn bond for you, we haven't seen each other in nearly ten years!"
Official Hong Xi was slightly moved: "Mr. Chen, you came to me this time. Could it be that you have something important to do to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty?"
Chen Jinnan did not hide it and said directly: "Recently, the Tatars' intention to sweep across the south of the Yangtze River has become more and more obvious. How can the Tiandihui stay away from it? I already know about the tragedy in Southern Shaolin. This time, all the murderers will be eradicated!"
But suddenly a voice came from the crowd.
"Chief helmsman, there is a guy opposite who is neither human nor ghost and is invulnerable. You have to be more careful..."
Chen Jinnan took off the ancient heavy sword on his back.
"Don't worry, I can sharpen iron like..."
"I got it. It's a giant sword that cuts iron like clay. I want you to be careful about the Batmobile on the other side."
The voice sounded again.
Chen Jinnan asked Hong Lixiang in a low voice: "It seems that I have never seen this person before?"
Hong Lixiang quickly introduced: "Chief Captain, I haven't had a chance to introduce him yet. This is a righteous man who is proficient in pharmacology, Taoist Master Jiang Wenjiang of Wuyi Mountain! This time he came with the great hero Hong Xiguan!"
Maybe just now, Jiang Wen's special skills were too obvious, and Hong Lixiang didn't dare to treat him as a martial artist, so he used the term "righteous man" to say that everyone was fighting against the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty.
Chen Jinnan suddenly realized and saluted quickly: "It turns out to be Director Jiang! I have already heard about the Shaolin traitor Ma Ning'er, so I found the Juque Sword in my hand. I must be careful with your reminder!"
Everyone who boarded the pirate ship was one of his own. No matter how rare the famous scene of the chief helmsman was in the street, Jiang Wen could not just sit back and watch the other party lose his life for underestimating the enemy.
After this close contact, Jiang Wen's stereotype changed somewhat. I had always thought that Mr. Chen, the helmsman who had appeared in Honghua Pavilion, was too flamboyant in his appearance. He was probably just a hero seeking fame and reputation, and he would say that "if you don't know Chen Jinnan in your life, it would be in vain to call him a hero."
But from now on, it seems that he himself is a little short-sighted.
On the surface, the Iron-Blooded Youth League is just a group of young knights who admire Chen Jinnan, but if you look closely, you will find that this is a team carefully trained in military methods, and also has the influence of martial arts and battle formations. The soldiers on the battlefield can decide success or failure.
No matter how unreliable they are, they are still more reliable than this group of martial arts people who are always hot-blooded and whose morale fluctuates greatly.
Secondly, Chen Jinnan's appearance, although a bit exaggerated, just satisfies the hero admiration of people in the world - do you still want to be a hero without anything extraordinary?
Not to mention anything else, he is not an ordinary person since he calms down the scene as soon as he appears, and can interact with people from all walks of life calmly like the spring breeze blowing on his face.
Jiang Wen summed it up, Mr. Chen’s approach may be a bit fanciful, but this Chen Jinnan is definitely not like the arrogant and reckless man in the original version, but more like Chen Yonghua, the living dragon who was capable of both literary and military skills in history.
Jiang Wen even suspected that Mr. Chen, the helmsman, might be another version of the drama...
"Director Chen, is it convenient for me to take a step to speak?" Jiang Wen said with some embarrassment.
Hong Lixiang may have felt that his behavior was a bit offensive and wanted to stop it, but Chen Jinnan stopped him first.
"It doesn't matter. Since Chief Jiang is willing to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty together, he is one of our own, so there is no need to worry!"
He generously followed Jiang Wen for a few steps and said in a low voice: "Director Jiang, do you have any advice for this anti-Qing operation?"
Jiang Wen waved his hand slightly: "Mr. Chen, you are a smart man, and I am also a smart man. We can talk in a smart way. In my opinion, anti-Qing and Fuming, like Amitabha, are just slogans. I I just hope that everyone in the world can live a better life and suffer less in the past few hundred years..."
Chen Jinnan seemed to understand what he heard. He frowned slightly at first, and then said with an expression of embarrassment: "Director Jiang, are you from the White Lotus Sect? Although I have never heard these words, they feel quite reasonable. But to outsiders, they can Never say that.”
Jiang Wen knew from the look on his expression that the other party not only understood, but had also drawn inferences and perfected what he was going to say to Wei Xiaobao in the future.
What are people from the White Lotus Sect?
Smart and well-educated people are often those who are aware of current affairs and have long gone to the Qing court to become officials. The White Lotus Sect uses religious means to attract people at the bottom, using slogans such as Qingyang coming to the world and Maitreya Pure Land to make them believe that what they are doing is Yes.
Although this set of religious methods is not popular on the stage, it is a very effective method in this time when superstition is rampant. Otherwise, how could this team be so frightened by the nine corpses with more lively expressions that they dare not move forward, so much so that they need Chief Chen to take the heads of the Qing troops to boost their morale?
Chief Chen understands, but he can't say it; Jiang Wen can say it, but no one believes it.
It's that simple.
"These things are not important. I just want to ask if the giant sword in your hand is the one in Nan Xia Zhan Zhao's hand back then?"
Chen Jinnan's face hesitated before he nodded slowly.
Jiang Wen looked at his face and took a breath of air.
"Then... the "One Hundred and Twenty-seven Illustrated Praise of Shukui", which was drawn privately by Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty and was ordered to hold sacrifices and prayers, is also in your hands?"
"how do you know?"
Chen Jinnan's expression changed drastically.
After the Hat Demon incident in the Tianxi Year, Song Zhenzong couldn't sleep for months. When he closed his eyes, he saw evil shadows soaring in the sky, dancing wildly. The whole Bianjing capital was as noisy as that night, filled with madness and fear.
Finally, Zhenzong issued an edict to invite real people from Dongfu to offer sacrifices and prayers, and privately drew the "One Hundred and Twenty-seven Pictures of Su Kui" for the deceased martial arts people, and enshrined them in the palace. On the day the picture was completed, there were ghosts crying at night. That night, the palace and the palace were burned down by thunder and fire, and only half of the picture was saved.
Zhenzong thought it was unlucky and hid it in a pavilion. On the lower half of the picture, there was written "Praise Notes for Shukui's One Hundred and Twenty-seven Pictures", which was filled with all the experiences and experiences of the Hat Demon that night...
Jiang Wen and Chen Jinnan faced each other, neither of them said anything. Their eyes were extremely quiet and forbearing, as if they could summon something ominous from the past with a simple movement.
"The matter of treasures in Wuyi Mountain was actually planned by you..."
