Chapter 751 Qiu Xian
"Don't thank me too much. During this period, you have to pay close attention to the movements of the people on both sides. If you do well, there will be rewards waiting for you."
When Master Ba heard Zhao Dahu say thank you, he curled his lips and asked Zhao Dahu to continue to keep an eye on the movements of the Yue family and the shaman cavalry, and also promised another reward.
"Don't worry, Master Ba, I will definitely take care of things."
When Zhao Dahu heard that there were benefits, he became even happier and hurriedly patted his chest and promised to get things done. However, just when he finished speaking and wanted to say something more, he heard Master Ba hang up the phone.
Zhao Dahu put down the phone, picked up the cigar on the ashtray, took a deep breath, walked to the sofa and sat down, reached for the wine bottle, uncorked it, put it to his mouth and drank it in a big gulp. He had already drank all the foreign wine in the bottle, and then he lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, his eyes becoming dull little by little.
Shanhaiguan is an important pass in China. It is also the main route for the three eastern provinces to enter Guanli. It is now also an important turning point for trade. Originally, the foreign population here was large, even several times the local population. Recently, it has ushered in a There was a wave of population growth, so the Huyan family entering Shanhaiguan was like a pebble thrown into the sea, without causing any waves.
In the morning, after Longduotai finished writing the report, he ordered Gelong to guard Shanhaiguan in place to prevent his in-laws from escaping. He took more than a hundred flying cavalry back to the Shamanism Headquarters and watched the sky fast. It was dark, and he had just reached the mountain gate of Shamanism.
"Get out of the way, I have something important to report."
Long Duotai and others hurriedly ran to Maori Hall. Not far from the entrance of Maori Hall, they saw a black-robed shaman disciple blocking the way. Long Duotai knew it when he saw the shaman disciple's robe. He is the elder's disciple, that is, the elder's personal disciple. He usually follows the elders. At this time, he actually stopped here, obviously trying to stop him. So Long Duotai frowned and said that he had something important to report, and he hoped that this personal disciple would The disciple can wisely get out of the way, otherwise he will have to be tough. Even if an elder blames him later, he has done nothing wrong. He will only offend an elder's personal disciple and an elder of shamanism. This makes Long Duotai a little difficult. .
"Long Duotai, just give me the report to the eighth elder. You can go directly to see the saint."
The black-robed shaman disciple blocking the road raised his head and reached out to lift his hood, revealing a sickly face with dull eyes, flat and slender eyebrows, downward-raised eyebrows, a somewhat flat nose, and the bridge of the nose and the tip of the nose. He is almost flat, his mouth is not big, and his lips are very thin. At first glance, he looks like a very mean person. When he speaks, he is even more impatient. The sound of his voice makes him feel arrogant. When he looks at his face, , which makes people a little angry.
"I want to see the Eighth Elder."
Long Duotai also wanted to ask the eighth elder about countermeasures. The most important thing was that he wanted to inquire about the news about the general altar and see what the general altar's attitude was towards him, so he must see the eighth elder.
"This is the Eighth Elder's order. Don't bring trouble on yourself, you idiot who can't tell the difference between the serious and the important."
The black-robed shaman disciple who was blocking the road rolled his eyes when he saw Long Duotai, with an impatient look on his face. There was a trace of disgust in his words, and he was even more rude. He even called the commander of a cavalry a fool. .
"you……."
Long Duotai recognized this person just now and knew that this person was a direct disciple of the Eighth Elder. It was said that their family was related to the Eighth Elder. In the past, he also knew that this person had a perverse and bad personality, but he was still polite to him. Now Seeing that he dared to call himself a fool, he knew that the Shaman Church's treatment of him must have been very poor, so this man dared to be so bold. And the fact that the Eighth Elder did not see him meant that the Eighth Elder had given up on him, so what was his situation? It would definitely be worse, which sent a chill down Long Duotai's spine. He felt a little powerless and did not dare to yell back.
"It's getting dark and you don't have much time."
The black-robed shaman disciple looked up at the sky, looked at Long Duotai with disdain, stretched out a hand, asked Long Duotai for something, and told Long Duotai not to waste time.
"snort."
Long Duotai reached out and took out two memorials from the belt around his waist, picked out the one for the eighth elder, and handed it to the black-robed shaman disciple.
"Zhi, you don't understand the rules. I told you so much news, but you listened for nothing."
The black-robed shaman disciple looked at the report, curled his lips, and spoke with some dissatisfaction, asking Ronduotai to bring out some things. This could be regarded as an obvious blackmail of Longduotai.
"for you."
Long Duo Taiyi frowned. He did get a lot of information from this black-robed disciple, but the feeling of being blackmailed was very bad. He reluctantly took out a small porcelain bottle from the bag on his waist. Throw it to the black-robed shaman disciple.
"Well, I'm quite sensible. Go quickly, otherwise you won't be able to get in when it gets dark."
The black-robed shaman disciple took the porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper on the porcelain bottle, smelled it, and knew it was elixir. He nodded with a smile, looked at Long Duotai's eyes and looked much better, and even extended his hand to give Ron Duotai a finger. Pointing to the road to the shaman saint.
Rondotai glanced at the black-robed shaman disciples, and then led the people towards the courtyard of the shaman saint. When they entered the entrance of the upper courtyard, the shaman cavalry under Rondotai was stopped, and Rondotai Tai was even searched, and all the weapons on his body were taken off. The shaman disciple who searched him asked Ronduotai to come back and retrieve the weapons when he came out. Longduotai walked into the shaman holy hall alone with the report. Shanglingyuan where the women's courtyard is located.
Long Duotai walked very tangled and uneasy. He knew that the Eighth Elder did not intend to protect him. Although he did not know what was going on here, the Eighth Elder had already understood his attitude without seeing him. , at this time he touched the report in his pocket, and he thought of the shaman saint he was going to see later. Even if the shaman saint had a business-like attitude, she still wanted to see him and listen to what he said about the Yue family. What's the situation? He has already planned to seek refuge with the Holy Shaman. It depends on whether the Holy Shaman will accept him. Although the Eight Elders will settle the score with him after he does this, the Holy Shaman is his only way to survive now. .
"Two senior sisters, please also inform the Holy Lady that the Shaman Cavalry Commander Long Duotai needs to see you for something important."
Long Duotai was thinking about his next plan, and time passed quickly. He walked to the small courtyard of the Shaman Saint. He looked up and saw two maids of the Shaman Saint standing at the door of the Shaman Saint's courtyard. The two maids were all dressed in bright green, wearing elegant cotton robes and capes, and they also had green jade hairpins on their heads. Long Duotai took a step forward, bowed to the two maids, and said He came out to see the saint. As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and took out two small bottles and handed them to the two maids guarding the door.
"Well, you wait here."
The two maids who were guarding the door of the Shaman Saint's courtyard saw someone coming from a distance. They waited to see the person's attire. They knew that he was dressed as a cavalry commander from the Shaman Temple. But they waited for this person to leave. When he came to them, he explained his purpose and gave each of them a pill. As soon as they got hold of the porcelain bottle, they knew what was inside. Although they didn't know what pill was inside, it must be a pill. They felt this in their hearts. They were very happy. As for whether this person would fool them with other things, they said confidently that these people who came to see the shaman saint would not dare to fool them.
