"Jiuju's faction?"
The fat man looked at the four Chinese characters on the note and asked in confusion.
"I didn't expect that the Japanese would come up with all kinds of bad tricks in order to invade our territory."
Ma Xiaoguang smiled a little when he saw the words "Jiuju School".
"Is this Jiuju sect a martial arts sect?"
Fatty and Gao Chao asked with some confusion.
"More or less, it's not considered martial arts. They are somewhat similar to our Taoist masters in Laoshan... they can be considered neon Taoist priests..."
Ma Xiaoguang held the note, thoughtfully, and taught the two brothers about the ins and outs of the "Neon Taoist".
"Many of the messy things in this Jiuju sect were passed down from our ancestors... they are somewhat similar to our Taoist Qimen Dunjia spells."
"As for whether it works or not, I don't know. Anyway, I feel like I have to believe it, and I can't believe it completely."
"In addition, when it comes to Taoism, our ancestors are very knowledgeable and profound, but these devils' tricks are not enough."
Ma Xiaoguang gave a comparative explanation of Huaxia and Neon Taoism.
"Then let the devils come over and cast spells?"
When the fat man heard this, he was naturally a little angry.
"That's not possible. If you don't know, just pay it back. Now that we know that this group of people has bad intentions, let's investigate and see what kind of medicine these neon Taoist priests are selling in their gourds."
When Ma Xiaoguang heard this, he quickly straightened his face and said to Fatty and Gao Chao.
Just kidding, when will Yehu Chan be able to enter the house?
Although we despise the enemy strategically, we cannot ignore it tactically.
Chief Ma has always valued science and has little research on Taoism, but this does not prevent him from exploring unknown areas.
And he also has professionals like Brother Guishou and Shopkeeper Luo under him.
The next morning.
Shopkeeper Luo's answer was quite satisfactory and there was no difference between the situation revealed by Chief Ma.
This made the fat man who was full of expectations on the side a little disappointed.
"Well... Fatty, my senior brother knows more about this than me. Maybe I can gain something by asking him later."
Shopkeeper Luo looked at the fat man with a somewhat unkind look and said timidly.
Full of expectations, Brother Guishou, who had not been masked for a long time, finally appeared in the Zilin Building office that night.
"This 'Jiuju Isect' is a hodgepodge... They founded Shingon Sect, also known as Eastern Esoteric Buddhism, based on Buddhist Tantra. At the same time, they combined Chinese Taoism, Feng Shui and Tantric Buddhism into one, and used Japanese style The chrysanthemum pattern serves as the emblem..."
Compared to his junior brother who was keen on gossip and gossip that was not nutritious, Brother Guishou still vomited some new information, which made everyone prick up their ears.
"It seems that you know more. I mean, can these neon Taoist priests be easily dealt with?"
The fat man listened for a long time, but he was still a little confused and couldn't understand the reason, so he simply got to the point directly.
"Well... we brothers haven't fought against them yet, so I really don't know if we can handle them well."
Brother Guishou also hesitated and said to Fatty and Chief Ma.
Chief Ma said with a serious face: "It's okay, we just need to rely on science and are not afraid of the evil ways of the Japanese and Taoists."
"Next, tell the brothers at the dock to pay attention to the Taoist priests with neon lights... But it's not just Taoist priests, there may also be monks..."
Ma Xiaoguang ordered the fat man.
The fat man took the shopkeeper Luo and his brothers away as ordered, but Ma Xiaoguang looked at the Huangpu River with sails and rafts like forests, thinking deeply in his heart.
The Huangpu River is very busy.
Various ships shuttled back and forth, as if the fierce battle a month ago had never happened.
But the "plaster flag" hanging on the ship reminds people that there are many robbers here...
At Shiliupu Pier, a group of young people surrounded a middle-aged man in a suit and slowly walked down the ramp of the neon liner "Fuji Maru".
"Master, please be careful..."
The disciple next to him softly reminded the sect leader Naoki Aoyama.
"Xiu Nian, your practice is still not enough...I said you must be aloof from others."
Aoyama Naoki calmly reminded his disciple Yamaguchi Shunen of his teachings.
As he spoke, he stepped on the damaged pedals nonchalantly and got off the boat.
The pedal was in a state of dilapidation and would break into two pieces if any force was applied to it, but Naoki Qingshan was as smooth as walking on the ground.
Such a casual exposure of his hand made the people who came to pick up the boat feel happy.
The disciples behind him didn't have such skills, so they just carefully walked around the springboard.
There is a good person who walks behind but does not believe in evil.
When Naoki Aoyama walked away, he tried to see if there was any mechanism on the springboard. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped on the springboard, the wooden board was like rotten wood, shattered into pieces, scattered and fell into the rolling river...
"Hello, Mr. Aoyama, we are from the Naval Intelligence Department...I am Major Tokuo Yoshikawa..."
A major in a blue navy uniform came forward and introduced himself to Naoki Aoyama and his party.
"Well, there is Mr. Lao Yichuan."
Naoki Aoyama has a humble look on his face, and he acts like a master.
Led by Tokuo Yoshikawa, Naoki Aoyama and his party of five took two cars and left Shiliupu Pier through a special passage.
Everything on the dock was seen by the peripheral agents of the special operations group...
Outside the pier, at the tea stall.
"Fat Master, what do you think of the neon Taoist priest showing his hand on the dock?"
"Isn't this just like Commander Ma, pretending to be thirteen? Fatty, I have a hundred ways to demonstrate it, do you believe it?"
The fat man said jokingly to Gao Chao who came to report with some disdain and annoyance.
"Of course... Fatty has been following Commander Ma for a long time, and he must have many good tricks, but why doesn't Commander Ma come in person?"
Gao Chao asked the fat man drinking hot tea with some gossip.
"He hasn't pretended to be thirteen for a long time. It's rare to meet a neon Taoist priest who is addicted to pretending. Why don't you have a good fight?"
"Let me tell you, why did Fei do that? He took a flower trap and just knocked out the neon Taoist priest. It was over in one go. Why bother?"
After the fat man drank all the tea in the cup, he couldn't help but complain to Gao Chao.
"Two eldest sons, Chenghui... Fatty, Commander Ma has given orders, please be calm and keep an eye on those neon Taoist priests."
Xiao Zhu, pretending to be the tea stall owner, walked up to the fat man and conveyed Commander Ma's latest instructions to the fat man while collecting the tea money.
Before he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Min'an, an agent of the action team pretending to be a coolie on the outskirts of the pier, running towards the tea stall in a panic and reported to the fat man: "Fat man, this is weird, these gangs The neon devil turned a corner, but in the blink of an eye, both cars disappeared!"
