Chapter 280 Brother, Can I Do It? I Will Definitely Come Back if I Say So!

"Master Palace Secretary, what should we do now?"

"Kill all the poisoned people! I will bear all the consequences!"

At this moment, there was a hint of doubt in the old priest's cold tone. Instead of investing precious resources on these people, it would be easier to kill them.

"yes!"

The person who delivered the message was so frightened that he trembled, but he did not dare to question it and immediately ran to deliver the order.

at this time.

A priest asked cautiously.

"grown ups."

“Do you want to postpone going to plant flowers?”

The battle just now undoubtedly refreshed their understanding. Experts like them in the eyes of the world can only be reduced to consumables that consume energy.

If the old priest is seriously injured, he will not plant flowers.

Even if they ask for assistance from the Eastern Army, the casualties must be very tragic.

“No need to postpone!”

The old priest waved his hand after hearing this, "Although I am seriously injured, I have the royal family's holy healing medicine."

"Precious is a little too precious, but this battle is related to the century-old plan of our Japanese island. The Emperor will not be stingy. It's a pity that this is the only one left."

The words fell.

The worried look on everyone's faces has not diminished.

After all, if anyone comes to plant flowers, they can be blocked in front of their house and beaten by more than ten people.

Although there is a reason why the incident happened suddenly and everyone was not prepared in advance, but ask yourself, even if you are prepared, you will just hold on longer.

In case there are still many powerful people like Kind of Flower, the old priest will be forcibly redeemed.

How should they fight?

Just thinking about it.

The old priest's calm voice sounded.

"Everyone, the Emperor attaches great importance to this matter. He has told me in private that those who are willing to plant flowers and expand the territory are loyal and patriotic. He is allowed to choose a treasure from the treasure house for self-defense."

As soon as these words came out.

Many people's eyes flickered and they were a little moved. There are a lot of good things in this royal treasury!

And some people's faces are hard to look at.

This was done voluntarily at first, and everyone thought it would be a smooth fight, so they agreed.

But the scene just now has made many people want to quit. After all, the earth belongs to the emperor and their lives are their own. However, the old priest said that those who go are loyal to the emperor and patriotic, so wouldn’t those who don’t go become traitors?

Think of this.

Everyone glanced at Ninto who had not made many moves.

The fate of the rebels is to be swept into the garbage dump and imprisoned in the mountains forever.

So, under coercion and inducement, someone took the lead and said: "His Majesty the Emperor is infinitely kind and considerate of his people. We are willing to die in repayment. We will never repay the flowers we have planted!"

"Your Majesty is so kind, I am so grateful."

"Even without this treasure, my loyalty and filial piety to His Majesty can be learned from the sun and the moon."

One voice after another sounded.

The corners of the old priest's mouth twitched, knowing that some of them must not have volunteered, but that was not important.

As early as at the beginning, when he and Emperor Meiji discussed deposing the Hundred Sects, enshrining the Emperor alone, and establishing Shintoism, the purpose was to bring this group of people under the control of the country.

There is only one way to twist everyone into one.

Only Japan has a chance to rise!

Thinking like this.

His turbid eyes scanned the group of people in front of him and said calmly: "Actually, you don't have to worry."

"The kind of foreigners just now are just exceptions. According to my guess, there are definitely no more than three of them with the same cultivation level, and due to various factors, they may not all be our enemies."

"In addition, the one just now has been destroyed, and when we get there, we will get reinforcements from the Eastern Army."

"At the same time, I didn't bring the artifact with me this time."

"Otherwise it wouldn't be like this!"

"Combining many circumstances together, even if there are two people of the same level, they will be tied with me at most when they get there. When the Kwantung Army comes for reinforcements, they will not be able to escape even if they gain wings!"

The words fell.

Many people nodded in agreement, this analysis is indeed reasonable.

And some people have weird eyes.

After all, the old priest said the same thing before, what next? Then he was almost beaten to death!

Naturally, they didn't dare to say it out loud on the spot. They just decided to plant flowers this time and prepare more life-saving measures. If the situation went wrong, they would run away immediately.

"It seems that this trip to plant flowers will not go as smoothly as previously expected."

At this time, the stronger Ninja thought in his heart.

He is different from other sects.

They have roots and interests in Japanese islands, and he is barefooted compared to Heren.

If something really goes wrong, even if you don't join Hua Hua, there is no need to be as obedient as them. Moreover, facing the enemy head-on is not their style compared to the ninjas. Poisoning, plotting, group fights, and sneak attacks are their special skills.

Think of this.

Shinobu looked up at the other side of the sea.

Can’t help but prepare for a rainy day.

Thinking about what to do if the Hikaru Ninja is defeated this time? Wajima no longer thinks about it.

This seed will surely sprout in the new land!

A few days later, on a remote beach in Lushun.

A figure jumped out of the water.

"Huh~"

Zhang Zhiwei took a long breath and dispersed the golden light from his body.

Of course he didn't swim all the way from Japan. After fighting with a group of Japanese practitioners that day, he boarded a ferry that had been prepared in advance and jumped off the boat when he was near Lushun.

There was no way, the boat was promised to the boatman.

If you stop at the port.

With the current level of martial law in Port Arthur, I am afraid that they will be captured by warships before they even reach the shore.

Between thoughts.

He took out the letter paper from his arms, which was filled with dense small words.

This is what he talked about with Lao Li in the past few days. Part of it is about the intelligence of the Japanese, and the other part is about his battle against more than a dozen Japanese practitioners alone.

There are many contents, so I won’t go into details. It can be summed up in one sentence.

How dare the Japanese child cry!

As for the broken arm

It’s so hypocritical to talk about such a small thing!

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the content on the paper with satisfaction, and then wanted to write that he was back.

But in the end, he didn’t do it. He wanted to give his master a surprise. After all, if he wrote it now, the surprise would be gone, and maybe there was something waiting for him.

Immediately, he took a step without recognizing his relatives.

He walked straight to the mountain outside the city.

Not long after.

When he just walked to the foot of the mountain, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Old Lu, why are you here?" Looking at the handsome young man in the distance, Zhang Zhiwei raised his one arm and greeted him with a smile: "Are you waiting for me here?"

"What else?"

"But don't get me wrong."

Seeing the long face, Lu Jin hugged his hands and raised his head and said: "My senior brother predicted that you would arrive today."

"I was afraid that you were injured, so I asked me to wait here, otherwise I wouldn't come!"

"Really?"

Zhang Zhiwei walked forward, stroking his chin, looking at Lu Jin with a smile.

Unlike when he left, after many days of running around, his chin was full of stubble, and his face, which looked old, looked more like a man in his thirties at this moment.

"Of course!"

Lu Jin nodded heavily.

Afterwards, he seemed to notice something and looked at the slightly empty sleeve on the right.

He grabbed it, but it was empty.

Lu Jin's eyes widened immediately, and he asked in astonishment, "Where's your hand? Didn't you say that you fought against more than a dozen Japanese masters alone, and not only escaped unscathed, but you almost killed the number one Japanese master?"

"How could it be."

Said.

Lu Jin's face showed a little more self-blame.

He really deserved to die! If I had known this, I would have been nicer to the long-faced man just now!

"Hahaha"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly laughed heartily, then shook his sleeves and said, "Aren't there you and Lao Li? It's just a broken arm, a minor injury, just think of it as a bet on my hand for the future!"

As the voice fell.

Looking at the unrestrained long-faced man, Lu Jin's eyes suddenly became complicated.

He had already begun to imagine how tragic the battle was.

Immediately, he condensed a ball of white Qi in his hand, and said unhappily: "Why are you risking your life alone? Next time you go to the Japanese island, remember to ask my senior brother to come with me."

"Old Li is fine, but you should forget it."

Zhang Zhiwei dodged the white Qi sideways and continued: "Wait until I see the master before I treat him."

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Lu Jin felt that all his feelings were gone.

What if the people from the Japanese island attacked.

Forget it.

It's good to come back. I will have plenty of opportunities to deal with him in the future. At worst, I still have my senior brother, right?

While thinking, he dispersed the Qi ball in his hand and said: "If you don't want to treat it, forget it, but then again, the Heavenly Master knows that you have returned safely, and he has been thinking about you these two days."

After that, Lu Jin turned and walked up the mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei's forehead was sweating.

He couldn't help but glance at the broken arm, knowing that whether he could pass this level depended on it.

Then, he deliberately stirred up a cloud of dust, making himself look like a refugee, and then ran towards the mountain like a swift runner, as if he was eager to return home.

Soon, after asking Lu Jin.

Zhang Zhiwei went straight to the front of his master's house and slapped the door with his palm.

He shouted sadly.

"Unfilial disciple Zhang Zhiwei, please see the master!"

Along with the sound of the voice, coupled with the movement along the way, it instantly attracted a lot of onlookers, especially the disciples of Longhu Mountain, who habitually took out a handful of melon seeds from their sleeves and cracked them while watching the show.

"Hey, do you think Master will let Zhiwei go?"

"It's hard to say."

"Master has been very angry these days and is not happy with anything."

"What do you know? Master may be angry, but he treats Junior Brother Zhiwei like his own son. How can a father and son hold a grudge overnight? In my opinion, at most he will just scold him and let it go."

"Brother, give me some melon seeds."

"Fellow Taoist from Shangqing Sect, it's okay, come, let's watch the show together."

"Thank you, Brother. Does this happen often in Longhu Mountain?"

"Not often, but there are always two or three times a month. It's still good now. When Junior Brother Zhiwei was a child, he could say ten words to Master's words. Later, he became a good boy."

Voices rang out one after another.

Just at this time.

The door of the house opened from the inside with a click, and a burly figure appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei knelt down without hesitation, and at the same time, a few tears squeezed out of his eyes, "Master! I miss you so much these days!"

"I wish you could come soon"

Before he finished speaking.

A palm as big as a palm fan swung towards his face, and the strong force caused a whistling wind.

Snap! !

A loud bang reached everyone's ears.

Zhang Zhiwei flew out like a kite with a broken string, and rolled on the ground three times before getting up. He was not injured, but he looked very embarrassed.

"Hehe, isn't this Master Zhang?"

"I haven't seen you for a few days."

Zhang Jingqing sneered: "I can't teach such a monstrous disciple like you in Longhu Mountain!"

"You dared to block the many masters of the Japanese island alone, killing them so hard that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. I am not worthy of the name of Master, and I am ashamed."

"And didn't I say it before?"

"You have been expelled from Longhu Mountain, and you are no longer a disciple of my Tianshi Mansion? How can you say Master!"

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Zhiwei rolled and crawled to his knees in front of him, licking his face and said: "Whether you recognize it or not, I will be your disciple in this life, and I will be a disciple of Tianshi Mansion!"

"Besides, this time I fought with the Japanese, and I was also trying to get information."

While speaking.

Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly used his true energy to blow up his sleeves.

He was afraid that his master was old and couldn't see clearly. He broke his hand this time! Broken hand!

At this time, Zhang Jingqing glanced at the empty sleeves, his eyes flashed with a bit of coldness, but he said: "Hehe, for the country and the people, I dare not say that you, Zhang Dazhenren, are wrong. What's wrong with you?"

"It's just that I always keep my words."

"From today on, you are no longer my disciple of Longhu Mountain! Don't call me Master in the future!"

"Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted hurriedly.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing ignored it and closed the door heavily, and said at the same time: "Where are the disciples of Tianshi Mansion? Are outsiders allowed to call Master like this?"

"Please ask this guy who disturbed my meditation to go aside!"

As soon as these words came out.

The disciples of Tianshi Mansion looked at each other.

No one dared to step forward to take action.

After all, the master is famous for being a bully at home, and Zhiwei is a bully both inside and outside, and the two are like father and son.

If they really want to take action, who knows who will be expelled from Longhu Mountain? ! Besides, if you don't have this much foresight, you are not worthy of staying in Longhu Mountain.

That's it, everyone just pretended nothing happened.

Everyone went about their own business.

As for Zhiwei's hand, they had suffered more serious injuries in the days in Lujia Village.

What's so tense about just one arm, but the Japanese dared to attack their Longhu Mountain disciples. When they arrive in two days, they must take revenge!

At the same time.

Zhang Zhiwei in front of the door shouted twice again, then stood up from the ground, looking relaxed.

"Master Zhang, why don't you shout?"

Lu Jin came over at this time, holding a handful of melon seeds grabbed from the Longhu Mountain disciples in his mouth.

"Believe it or not, I will beat you." Zhang Zhiwei said angrily, snatched a handful of melon seeds, and then said loudly: "Don't look at Master like this, in fact, he still has me in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have held back just now."

"It's just that this man is old, so he is just good at face. As a junior, we just need to give him enough."

As soon as these words came out.

The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Zhang Zhiwei shrank his neck.

Zhang Jingqing in the room was full of black lines on his head. Can't this evil beast go away first? !

Do you really think that your master dare not expel you from Longhu Mountain? When your master makes a trick to lure Wu Gensheng to the mountain, let's see if your master can still spoil you!

In his mind.

Zhang Zhiwei outside had already dragged Lu Jin to another place, and asked while eating melon seeds.

"Where are Lao Li and Lao Feng?"

"Them."

Lu Jin condensed a white Qi ball in his hand, while reshaping the other party's broken arm, he said: "These days, my senior brother has been surveying the terrain in the city, arranging the ambush site for everyone, and the retreat route."

"At the same time, he also calculated the time, direction, Feng Shui, etc. Anyway, I don't understand it."

"But it is said that dozens of response plans have been formulated."

"How many?"

Zhang Zhiwei stared with a pair of small eyes. Lao Li is still Lao Li, thinking about everything carefully.

If Lao Li were to go to the Japanese island this time, and he knew in advance that there were so many Japanese masters gathered in Nagasaki, he would probably have to leave them all there.

At this moment.

Two figures came from a distance.

"Lao Li! Lao Feng!"

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his brand new arm and shouted: "Brother, can I do it?"

"I will definitely come back if I say I will!"