Arhats, lightning mothers, sharp knives, dragons and tigers, black hawks, bears, big and small leopards, with a flick of a spear, ghosts cannot escape.
Although these people work together in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in fact, each of them is a master in his own way. They often work separately in the north and south of the country to carry out some things assigned by the palace, and rarely get together.
Previously, the Manchu and Qing government learned about the roster of the Blue Sky League from the traitors. Although it paid great attention to it, due to time constraints, it only dispatched Big Leopard Yuan Hai and Little Leopard Yuan Jiang nearby, leading a team of killers and local officers and soldiers. Just act together.
It wasn't until the instructors rose up, killed the traitors, stabbed Xiaobao Yuan Jiang to death with a stick, and escaped surrounded by nearly 200 people that it triggered subsequent and larger actions.
Black Eagle Hu Dali and Gou Xiong Xiong Li successively joined the chasing team.
After the coach disappeared again near Dian City, even Kuai Dao Xiang Fang had already rushed over.
They analyzed the corpses in the woods, starting with Wang Xiongjie and tracing them back to the big house on Diancheng East Street, but they found no clues about the instructor.
This group of people had no choice but to travel day and night to rush to Guangzhou City first.
Arhat, Dian Mu and Changqiang Xiao Yang also met with them outside the North City Gate.
"From your description, those people should be famous local boxers in Guangzhou, especially the bald one. I'm afraid he is Zhu Changshou who worked with us at the Jinmen General Altar to suppress the remnants of the Boxer Rebellion."
The speaker is an Arhat, wearing a yellow monk's robe, with a scar on his head, thin cheeks, and a slight beard.
At that time, the Boxer Rebellion was divided into an official group and a militia group. The official group had closer ties with the Manchu Qing government and was the first to raise the banner of "supporting the Qing Dynasty and destroying foreign countries."
Luohan and Dianmu received orders from the Ministry of Internal Affairs at that time to hide their identities and became the two chief altar leaders in the Boxer Rebellion.
Later, the imperial court ordered the Boxers to be encircled and suppressed. The two of them rebelled on the spot and were the most ruthless.
Luo Han continued: "I also know the instructor's ability. He wanted to beat Zhu Changshou to death when he was injured and exhausted, but he was afraid that he was not strong enough. We haven't informed Guangzhou yet, and there is no reason to invite these people in the city. There is an ambush for the instructor."
Yuan Hai's twin brother died not long ago, and he said with a look of hatred on his face: "I asked the local government office that there was a traitor nicknamed Green-faced Ghost nearby.
The gunmen and boxers in the city must have been used to ambush the green-faced ghost, but he counterattacked and killed him. He also chased the last boxer who was good at kicking into the woods and bumped into the men we sent out to search for the instructor. "
Arhat frowned: "If he can kill Zhu Changshou, this green-faced ghost is very capable. If he and the instructor are together, things will be even more difficult."
Yuan Hai said sternly: "Since the Boxer Rebellion, we haven't gotten together for action in so many years. Now there are only two of us facing each other, so what's the big deal?!"
Kuai Dao Xiang Fang said coldly: "In the past, the enemy was in the dark and we were in the dark. Now, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light."
Luo Han nodded: "Yes, although our total number is superior, if we want to hunt down the coaches and them, we will definitely have to separate operations. If one of our groups meets the opposite side in a narrow road, the comparison of strength and weakness will be difficult to say."
Kuai Dao Xiang Fang reminded again: "What's more important is that in the past two years, the city wall in the south of Guangzhou has been demolished to facilitate waterway trade. The south of Guangzhou City is adjacent to the river, and the Pearl River is vast. Thousands of large ships and small boats are coming and going, and there are many tourists. Foreign merchant ships are a mixed bag of fish and dragons. If they are willing to go through a lot of trouble to go around Guangzhou from there, even if we take all these people there, it is absolutely impossible to guard against them."
Luo Han continued: "Fortunately, with the coach's injury, he cannot be faster than us, and the coach will never easily hand over the responsibility to others and let others go alone. We still have some time to prepare."
"Well, the only way to the south is to find General Guangzhou."
Arhat pondered for a moment, "The current General of Guangzhou is Nalando. He has a good background and pays attention to ostentation. Even if we shoulder the decree of the palace, we can't neglect him. How about this? I'll go to the door with Dian Mu and Xiao Yang. , give him enough face.
You don't have to worry about Guangzhou City and the Pearl River. Let's discuss it and divide the manpower equally to guard several key arteries from the three cities and seven townships to Guangzhou. "
Kuai Dao Xiang Fang and others nodded.
Arhat and the other three people immediately entered the city and headed to the general's mansion.
After showing their badges from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, someone soon came and respectfully invited them in.
The General's Mansion in Guangzhou has a long history. In the mid-Ming Dynasty, this was the administrative office of the Admiral's Mansion.
In the seventh year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, King Shang Kexi of Pingnan and King Geng Jimao of Jingnan led the Qing troops to invade Guangzhou. After that, they carried out large-scale construction and built the royal palace in this area. Twenty years after Kangxi's reign, the palace was changed to the General's Yamen, where it remains today.
Because it was rebuilt from the palace, this mansion occupies a large area and pays great attention to the garden scenery. After stepping into the palace gate and walking only a few steps, the hustle and bustle outside is far away.
For the people in Guangzhou, the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of life as they walked up and down the streets was replaced by the fresh and fragrant smell of vegetation.
Nalando, the general of Guangzhou, has a bloated figure. He is wearing a red silk gown with dark patterns and a mustache. He wears a black melon cap and an emerald cap. He is sitting on the Taishi chair in the living room, receiving Arhat and the three of them.
After Arhat took out the secret decree from the palace, General Guangzhou stood up and saluted.
This is not a serious imperial edict, and a high official like General Guangzhou does not need to bow down.
Arhat also gave him face. He only briefly read the main points and handed them directly to Nalando without letting him keep bowing and saluting for too long.
But just for a moment, some oily sweat appeared on Nalando's forehead.
He took the secret decree and read it over, and ordered the people around him to take it to offer sacrifices. Then he sat down, invited Arhat and the others to sit down as well, and said with a smile: "This gang of rogue gangs have been ups and downs in recent years, they are really like leeks." , the killings continued, and after several riots, it gradually became a serious problem for the court.
But this time, since all the adults from the Ministry of Internal Affairs are gathered together, they will definitely be able to seize the roster and catch them all. "
Arhat quickly humbly said: "I don't dare, I still need to rely on Master Nalan for support."
"Hahaha, easy to talk about."
Nalando took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, and invited with his other hand, "You guys have come from afar, please try the tea in my house, which is my treasured Huangshan Maofeng. "
Arhat took a sip and exclaimed: "The aroma is fragrant and it penetrates the brain. It is indeed a good tea."
The tea used in just this cup is worth the hard-earned money of a coolie working outside the general's mansion for a year to support his family.
The smile on Nalando's face became even bigger: "You are a person who knows tea. West Lake Longjing and Dongting Biluochun are also good teas, but I love Huangshan Maofeng the most because of its fat tea buds, thick leaves that can withstand steeping, and extremely strong fragrance. I heard It is said that people in the Tang Dynasty always boiled tea and chewed the spices and leaves together. They often imitated it in the house. When you are free, I will let you try it together."
Arhat nodded in agreement and added: "The tea tasting matter has a long way to go. The most urgent task is to ask the general to quickly mobilize troops and set up defenses and searches everywhere."
Nalando said: "I will do it right away, but to be honest, I have been doing this in Guangzhou for so many years. When I go out, I can see ten or eight lion dancers and stick dancers. I understand the truth. Unless you are a truly capable boxer from the New Beiyang Army, there is really nothing you can do against these ordinary soldiers under my command."
Arhat's mind turned quickly enough and he immediately said: "Does Lord Nalan want to mobilize people from various martial arts schools in Guangzhou to take action?"
Nalando shook his head: "The people in Guangzhou are very stubborn. Forcibly recruiting them is just a cover-up, and they may cause trouble for you. But the three people I invited a while ago are all willing to help. They died under the green-faced ghost sword, so those disciples and old friends have no reason not to help them avenge themselves."
Of course, among that group of people, there was no one more powerful than Zhu Changshou, but there were at least a dozen or so who could be considered as thugs in their prime. Their insight and agility were beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers.
And it is said that two fists are difficult to beat with four hands. The green-faced ghost can kill Zhu Changshou and the other three, but if he is surrounded by six lower-level ones at the same time, it may not be a good thing.
Nalando looked calm and composed on the surface, but there was a lot of sweat on his forehead. He had previously invited Zhu Changshou, Li Piaoling, and Wang Xiongjie to take action together, and also mobilized the elite soldiers he had raised. He had already spent a lot of money, and he never expected that That lineup actually couldn't kill the green-faced ghost.
After receiving the news that the ambush failed, he was already worried that the green-faced ghost would come to assassinate him. Who would have expected that the man would actually get involved with the rebels.
What a great opportunity. Without having to spend any money, we have a suitable reason to mobilize the troops in Guangzhou, and we can also get those boxers, Arhats and others to cooperate.
OK! This time, we will definitely cut off the traitor's way of survival.
Arhat clasped his fists and said, "Master Nalan is still thoughtful and I admire him for his humble position."
Nalando chuckled: "Then please let the three of you rest in my house for a while. I will issue an order to mobilize the troops later, and then invite those people to come to the house to run in with you."
Then the steward from the general's residence took Arhat and the three of them to rest.
Before they even stepped into the courtyard where the guest room was, they heard someone talking in the courtyard.
Separated by a wall, I couldn't see what the people in the courtyard looked like, but I could already tell that the jabbering must be the language of foreigners.
Xiao Yang's face suddenly darkened.
The Arhat had eyes for six directions and ears for hearing in all directions. He immediately noticed this and turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xiao Yang snorted coldly: "There are two British people in the courtyard. One said that Guangzhou has good scenery, convenient water transportation and is well connected in all directions. The other said that the Qing Dynasty did not deserve such a treasure land."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of Arhat and Dian Mu were obviously unhappy.
The housekeeper hurriedly said: "Three gentlemen, the people in the courtyard are also distinguished guests of the master. Maybe there is some misunderstanding?"
People in the courtyard also heard the conversation outside, and a typical young British aristocrat walked out.
He has slightly curly blond hair, a high nose and deep eyes, a white shirt and a black tuxedo. He is probably only in his twenties.
As soon as he went out, he looked at Xiao Yang and spoke in Chinese: "Hey, it turns out that a gentleman like this can understand English. It's really rare."
Xiao Yang, nicknamed Xiao Yang, is actually in his forties, with a pale complexion, a protruding chin, a thin figure, a green patch of skin on the top of his head, and a thin braid that can pass through a copper coin hole hanging down the back of his head.
There were some people in the Manchu and Qing government who knew English, but it was true that not many people dressed up like this after learning English.
Xiao Yangpi said with a smile: "It's not difficult to speak foreign languages. What about the person who said I'm not worthy of the Qing Dynasty?"
The Englishman said: "That was my guard who was making comments and didn't notice you were here."
His tone seemed polite, but in fact he didn't mean to apologize at all.
Another strong man with strong muscles and short hair and beard walked into the yard. He glanced at Xiao Yang with his blue eyes and deliberately raised his arms to bulge his muscles, obviously mocking Xiao Yang's figure.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a gunshot, and the expressions of several people in the yard changed.
The young British man had the most obvious movements, moving ten steps away in a sudden movement. He seemed to have the least concentration, but the speed of his movements was secretly frightening.
The strong foreign man with blue eyes touched a scar on his arm and looked back. There was an extra bullet on the wall of the courtyard, still emitting green smoke.
Everyone's expressions were gloomy and the atmosphere was tense.
The two foreigners' eyes fell on Xiao Yang's waist again. There was a holster with a revolver inside.
The shot just now was undoubtedly fired by Xiao Yang, but no one saw clearly the process of him drawing, firing, and closing the gun.
The strong man with blue eyes had his own blood on his fingers. He stuck out his tongue and took a lick. He stared at Xiao Yang and said stiffly: "My name is Mai Boer. You, your marksmanship is very fast."
Xiao Yang had one hand hanging outside his holster and didn't answer.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Maipol also agrees. It is indeed a magic gun."
Nalando was attracted by the sound of gunfire. Before anyone arrived, he laughed first. He clapped his hands and said, "As the saying goes, you don't know each other until you fight. Let me introduce you to these three. They are the masters of our Qing Dynasty's Internal Affairs Office. These two are the nephew of British General Seymour, Dimon Seymour, and his escort, Maipole."
One sentence clarified the identities of the two parties, making them somewhat wary of each other.
After the Eight-Power Allied Forces broke through the Forbidden City, the general trend among the people was certainly a mixture of sorrow and hatred, and great indignation, but the Manchu and Qing government actually respected and feared these foreigners.
With the identity of Dimon Seymour, it was really hard for Luohan and the others to do anything to him rashly.
"Seymour has been in Guangzhou for more than half a month. He is obsessed with the ancient paintings of the Qing Dynasty. He came here to ask me to help find a treasure. You and Mr. Arhat are just like the wells and the rivers, haha."
Nalando explained a few more words, then his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the housekeeper, "It's all my fault that this dog slave led me to the wrong yard, which caused this misunderstanding. Why don't you quickly apologize to everyone?"
The housekeeper knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times, blood oozing from his head: "It's all the villain's fault. Sirs, please don't hurt your harmony."
Still no one spoke, Nalando's face became more and more serious, and the butler was sweating profusely, so he had no choice but to kowtow.
Arhat looked at it coldly and suddenly smiled: "Get up, it's just a misunderstanding. You knocked your head and fainted. Who will take us to other courtyards?"
"Get out of here."
Nalando kicked the housekeeper, turned around and smiled at Arhat, "I'll take you to the guest room prepared in advance. There will be no mistakes."
He then said to the two Englishmen, "Sir Seymour, we already have some clues about what you are looking for, but it is getting late, so you'd better rest early so that you can have the energy to continue looking during the day."
Demonsy Moore smiled at Nalando, nodded slightly, and watched Nalando take those people away.
Mai Boer was behind him, his eyes still chasing Xiao Yang's back, and said in a low voice: "This man has such a fast gun, I want to break his nose."
Demon Seymour kept smiling and whispered: "I heard that in California, the United States, there is a popular gun-drawing duel. Some people can complete the drawing and shooting in 0.02 seconds.
Domestic scholars feel that this is an ignorant statement that will only be spread among poor cowboys, because it has exceeded the speed of human reaction. Unexpectedly, in this backward land of the Far East, there are people who can do such a thing.
With your fighting skills, you can easily predict danger on the battlefield, escape the aim of any sharpshooter, and even avoid damage from stray bullets. But if you face his gun, you may not have time to completely dodge it. "
Mai Boer looked back at the warhead embedded in the wall and said, "I admit, they still have some talents."
"What's more, the civilization on this land has not been cut off for thousands of years. Their treasures are far more than those of talented people. However, even the treasures of gods have been missed by their stupid race."
Demon Seymour looked down at his palms, his green eyes seemed to flash with a little sparkle, revealing an imperceptible madness, his voice was low enough that only he could hear, "And those, only our British Empire, only me! can have them!" …”
