Chapter 205: The Taoist Priest’s Crisis
"You are simply raising prices on the ground -" the girl in red voiced doubt again. [Read the latest chapter] Uploaded by netizens==9vk. starter
Min Zhanlian sneered: "Why, your religion doesn't have any rules about superiority and inferiority?"
The words were harsh and provocative, and the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a look of hatred. But the girl in red is not a simple subordinate, but a protector sent from the Shandong General Altar. Although she is young and her position is not as high as his, she is not someone he can scold casually.
"I agree to this condition." He nodded.
"There is also daily food," Min Zhanlian said, "There is almost nothing for anyone to eat here, so you have to be responsible for preparing it. There are vegetables, meat, wine and tea."
"Easy to talk about." The middle-aged man gestured, and someone next to him sent a discount.
"This is a discount from Wang's old store on County Street in the city. We have prepared a courtyard for you. All food and drink expenses will be recorded on the discount."
"Nice job." Min Zhanlian expressed satisfaction, "How can I find you or contact you if I need anything?"
"Go to the back of Wang's old store and draw a talisman, and someone will naturally contact you." The middle-aged man said, "You will never see me again in the future. If something happens, it will be this messenger who will contact you."
In the afternoon, all Min Zhanlian's men arrived at Wang's old store. After showing the coupon, the waiter welcomed them in without saying a word, served tea and water, and was very busy. The tea was ready, and they all retreated from the yard as if given an order.
Min Zhanlian's men were not busy washing and changing clothes. Just check the room and courtyard to see if there is anything suspicious. After a while, the middle-aged man with a local accent came back.
"It's not a black shop." He whispered, "It's indeed an old shop."
"Um."
"I just went to the back and took a look around. The shopkeeper's family is also a believer."
Min Zhanlian nodded: "As expected."
The middle-aged man he brought was from southern Shandong and was very familiar with the local situation. He had specially hired him after he took on this job. This person has been involved in the underworld for many years and has full experience in the world.
After he retired, the oldest knight - Min Zhanlian politely called him "Uncle He" - came in and reported that everything had been settled. Messages were placed on the windows and eaves. He is Min Zhanlian's general manager, responsible for all the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the team. Because of his great responsibility, he is Min Zhanlian's confidant. &*． "". Fastest update ＊＊
"Those who are fine will now take turns to rest. Let the ears and eyes go out to find out the news!" Min Zhanlian said with concern, "We have to take a good look at what kind of god this Taoist Taoist Master is."
The ears and eyes are three unattractive people. Two men and one woman. They all look like ordinary people who cannot leave any impression at first glance. He is good at makeup and disguise, and can learn from all three religions.
"Yes," Uncle He responded, and then whispered: "I wonder if the food and wine here are clean?"
"There should be no problem." Min Zhanlian said in a deep voice, "Since we have no grievances and have no grudges against each other, and they paid us to kill people, why did they come to harm us first?"
"It's better to be careful." Uncle He said, "It is said that the remnants of the White Lotus Sect have witchcraft and are on guard against using poison on us."
Min Zhanlian chuckled: "Uncle He, you are overthinking it. It is true that they can master some magic, but major events in the world have never been achieved by magic. Not to mention Xu Hongru, who was defeated ten years ago, Zhang Jiao's Taoism - ―Even the imperial court at that time fell to the ground. Millions of Yellow Turbans rose up in rebellion, but they were defeated. The more afraid you are, the more troublesome they are - if you don't blame others, they will fail."
While he was talking, someone suddenly came to report that a visitor was coming to pay homage.
Zhan Lian nodded. Needless to say, this must be the messenger from the religion who came and brought new news.
The person who came was indeed the messenger of the religion, the young girl in red just now.
But at this time, in order to cover people's eyes and ears, she had put on a black cloak.
"Did the girl bring any new news?"
"The people you are going to deal with are giving up their medicine to see a doctor every day in the soup kitchen." The young lady said without any courtesy or address, with a cold face, "I want you to use the most bizarre method to kill them." he."
"When it comes to strange methods, I'm afraid ordinary people like us don't have such a way." Min Zhanlian said with a smile, "I'm afraid it would be more appropriate for you to teach various strange magic spells."
"That's not what you said," the young girl said with a toothy smile, "It won't be a big deal."
Min Zhanlian suddenly became alarmed. He said these words before having a cup of tea. There were hidden traps in front and behind the house where he lived. There was no secret tunnel here. There was absolutely no way that anyone would be lurking and eavesdropping - this woman. I can actually hear it!
"This is difficult to handle..."
"Humph, don't you just want money?" The young lady sneered, "Isn't it you who committed the crime of the master of the Qingcheng Mountain Horse Castle and committed suicide with his whole family? I'll give you fifty taels of silver and make sure he dies in a grand way. ——Death by divine punishment.”
Zhang Yingchen didn't know yet that someone wanted to "kill" him. Although there were suspicious people watching him, Zhang Yingchen felt that he had not done anything to hurt other people. No matter who the other party was, they would not kill him.
It's not like he hasn't considered that there might be some local Taoists who want to kill him out of competition. This possibility always exists.
There are many types of guilds in Shandong. The big ones include Wenxiang Sect and Luo Sect. As for the various tribes and sects, there are even more names. The Wenxiang Sect is very famous and has the greatest power. Xu Hongru of the White Lotus Sect is the disciple of Wang Sen, the leader of Wenxiang Sect in Jizhou, Hebei Province. The White Lotus Sect has been operating latently in Shandong for more than 20 years and has more than 2 million followers. Intertwined and powerful. After the failure of the uprising in the second year of Tianqi, the White Lotus Sect suffered a heavy blow in Shandong. However, the strength of the remaining parties still exists, and they continue to lurk and move forward, waiting to rise. In the second year of Chongzhen's reign, Laiyang was besieged. In the same year, Zhu Bingnan, a member of the remaining party, also attacked the government in Suizhou, Henan. As for Luo Jiao, he was born and raised: the founder was Luo Qing, a native of Shandong. He had strong strength among the canal transport soldiers and had many branches.
Zhang Yingchen knew from reading historical materials that among several larger sects such as the Luo Sect, Wenxiang Sect, Hongyang Sect, Huangtian Sect, and Yiqizaoxiang Sect that were active in Shandong in the late Ming Dynasty, the Hongyang Sect had a prophecy of the doom of the red sheep and claimed to be the The Luo Sect is inherited and prefers to take the upper-class route; the Yiqi Zaoxiang Sect is more like a shamanistic Taoism, and has always claimed not to participate in rebellion; on the other hand, the Huangtian Sect founded by Tiger Eye Zen Master Li Bin during the Jiajing Period was very close to Li Chuang in the late Ming Dynasty. During the missionary activities in the late Ming Dynasty, he spread prophecies such as the Eighteen Sons to Li Chuang.
"I wonder who will kill me?" This is what Zhang Yingchen has been thinking about recently. He currently has more and more information about Luo Jiao in a timely manner. There are some former Luo Jiao believers in the Catholic Church in Shandong. Of course, that seems to be the result of them confusing the Catholic Madonna worship with the belief in the Inanimate Mother. Lu Wenyuan was able to get a lot of information from them and send it to him.
But this did not improve his situation at all. The three beggars guard the front and rear doors of the Taoist temple every day, and as soon as he leaves the door, he will feel someone watching him from behind. No matter where he goes, he will encounter people of different ages, men and women, secretly following and peeping at him. Several nights he was awakened by the faintest sound of footsteps on the roof.
Zhang Yingchen was very surprised - obviously his status with the other party had been greatly improved. It is possible that an operation against him is being planned.
He didn't know what his opponent planned to do. If it cost his life, he could do it at any time. The opponent drew his bow without firing, obviously with the intention of forcing him to walk.
After all, Zhang Yingchen was not prepared to be a martyr at any time. While eagerly awaiting the arrival of the bodyguards who applied, he had to seriously consider leaving this place.
However, his missionary personnel have not yet arrived. If he just leaves like this, all the hard work he has spent on treating diseases and saving people these days will be lost - he is reluctant to bear it.
On this day, he had just returned from the porridge market when he saw a sedan parked in front of the Taoist temple. Ming Qing and several people dressed as servants were waiting for him.
It turns out that there is a big shop in the north of the city, and there is a gentleman named Zhuang Qian in the shop. He was originally an official in Beijing, but he recently returned to his hometown after serving as an official. The magistrate and the gentry of this county had just visited him and originally wanted to ask him to come out to help the victims. Unexpectedly, Master Zhuang contracted the epidemic not long after returning to his hometown and fell ill. When his family heard that Zhang Yingchen had excellent medical skills, they sent someone to invite him.
Zhang Yingchen couldn't help but feel refreshed when he heard that there was a Jin gentry inviting him. When you go to Jin Gentleman's house to see a doctor, you can eat, drink and enjoy yourself. The days of living in a shabby house, eating black pancakes and drinking bitter water can finally stop for a few days. What's more, it's safer to stay in Jin Gentry's earthen enclosure than here. Immediately, he packed up the medicinal materials and went with his disciples.
When I arrived at Dadianzhuang's house, I looked at the doctor. It turned out that Mr. Zhuang had suffered from severe diarrhea due to heat and careless eating. Have symptoms of dehydration. Gradually, I started to run out of water.
This is nothing to Zhang Yingchen - there have been many people suffering from this disease recently, and he has devised a complete set of effective treatment plans. With the "special effect medicine" in his hand, it is almost a cure-all.
So Zhang Yingchen once again enjoyed the treatment of "VIP". Although he was used to the respect and preferential treatment from patients, in this place, the respect from the rich was much more valuable than the respect from the starving people who were dying of hunger. Zhang Yingchen found that this place was much better than the broken Taoist temple: it was only three or four miles away from the city, and it was very convenient to go to the porridge and nearby for medical treatment and missionary work. Dadianzhuang was also a small area, and ordinary strangers couldn't get in. At least he The chances of being decapitated while sleeping are much less. At that moment, he mentioned many "symptoms", which made Mr. Zhuang and his family members stunned. In short, Mr. Zhuang's disease must be treated for a long time, otherwise it is easy to relapse. So the Taoist priest naturally settled down in the house under the invitation of Mr. Zhuang and the pleading of his family members. However, he continued to rent the place of Po Tao Temple in case of emergency.
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