Ci Du has long been indifferent to life and death. Last night's experience of life and death was nothing. He just had a new understanding of Yang Chen's current martial arts.

At that time, his stomach was full of water, and he finally escaped to Pengshan. Yang Zhanti, who came after hearing the news, walked on the waves, against the current and against the wind, like a god.

The eighteen human heads dripping with blood were even more astonishing. Yang Zhan picked them up in a moment in the Qing camp, just like picking something out of a bag.

Ci Du's already calm heart became uncontrollably agitated, and he felt like his blood was rushing. He was even eager to try to regain Yang Zhan's trust.

Becoming an ascetic and repenting before the Buddha is more direct than doing a few "throwing one's head and blood" for the people of Shu.

Cidu was watering the vegetable field while waiting. She didn't know whether Yang Zhan's next order came faster or Wu Sangui's summons came earlier.

Suddenly a dark shadow floated by. Ci Du concentrated for a moment and saw Liu Jiankuan leaning against the ancient cedar tree. He suddenly felt happy. It seemed that a new mission had arrived.

He came over happily and said, "You've worked hard, right hall master! Do you have anything to tell Cidu?"

Liu Jiankuan's sword had been unsheathed. After a few sword shadows, Cidu's feet were covered with rags. His dirty, smelly and rotten cassock had been torn into countless pieces by Liu Jiankuan's sword.

Ci Du was in shock, ashamed and angry, and just when he was about to have an attack, a clean yellow cassock was put on him without any bias, under the hood.

Liu Jiankuan curled his lips and said, "Monk Cidu, you are Wu Sangui's guest now. You must not disgrace the Buddhist and Taoist families in central Sichuan. Apart from other things, you should wear more upright clothes."

Ci Du smiled bitterly. If Liu Jiankuan had come to give clothes out of kindness, he would not have done so in this way. Using the sword like this was a warning.

"No wonder the right hall master is worried about Cidu. The poor monk should have been cut into pieces for what he did in the past. The Lord of Shu has given him a chance to be reborn. From now on, he will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Liu Jiankuan stared into his eyes, "Wu Sangui's massacre in Xinjin last night, do you dare to say that you have nothing to do with it?"

Cidu clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the Qing army must have followed me and this tragedy happened, but I dare to swear to the Buddha that I didn't know it at the time. Just because I was eager to find the Lord of Shu, I didn't expect Wu Sangui to be so vicious.

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After saying this, Ci Du shed tears. The blood last night was indeed a sin that he could not atone for after several lifetimes of practice. He originally wanted to stop Wu Sangui's butcher knife, but instead became an accomplice. If Yang Zhan hadn't reversed the situation in time,

Given the opportunity to redeem his merits, he would have no shame in living in this world.

Liu Jiankuan has also learned to understand people's hearts over the years. He can tell at a glance whether Cidu is true or false.

Although his eyes have become softer, his tone of voice is still stern, "Monk Cidu, it's not that I don't believe you. Since the Lord of Shu has entrusted the life and death of the people of Shu to you, you should know the importance. I guess you are still waiting for Wu Sangui to come.

Looking for you? What if he doesn't come? Wait until he robs all our food and kills all our people, and then comes to you again, what can you do?"

"What does the right hall master mean?"

"Go to the house proactively, drag him, and stabilize him, at least so that the people can harvest some food and go back."

Cidu suddenly understood, wiped the tears from his face, washed his hands in the rotten water tank, and said: "The right hall master will wait a moment, I will come as soon as I can."

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Ci Du was in vain at the Purple Bamboo Hall, and Wu Sangui was busy at the Qing army camp. Yang Zhan killed eighteen generals overnight, which was not a trivial matter.

Wu Sangui came last night to calm down the troops and re-appointed the leaders of each battalion. He came to see the situation again this morning.

Even he was frightened out of his wits, let alone these soldiers and generals. Have they ever seen such a shocking thing?

The heads of the eighteen generals were cut off in public. At that time, all the soldiers could not fight back except screaming.

The figure was like a shadow, able to pass through the crowd without any hindrance and reach the target.

The strange thing is, how did he recognize these people? Is he a god in heaven, and no one who has done anything can escape?

Those who had massacred people in northern and eastern Sichuan, and those who had robbed the fields of food in the past two days, were suddenly in panic all day long, fearing that their heads would also be moved.

From the dark eyes of the soldiers, one could guess that they had not slept all night. How could this go on? They would lose their combat effectiveness in a few days.

Li Guoying proposed to attack quickly and control the entire Minjiang River Basin with the advantage of 200,000 troops and weapons to prevent the Shujiang Alliance from taking advantage of it.

Wu Sangui shook his head, thinking that of course Yang Zhan would not compete with 200,000 Qing troops, but it would be easy for him to cut off Wu Sangui's head.

At that time, even if the Qing army successfully occupied Shu, what would it mean to Wu Sangui?

You have to think of a safe way.

Monk Ci Du came over at this moment, and Wu Sangui greeted him warmly, "Master, what do you have to say?"

Cidu breathed heavily: "Commander, the last thing a monk would see is bloodshed. I stayed up all night last night, for fear that the commander would do something extreme in his anger. You should know that it is easy to defeat someone by force, but it is difficult to win the hearts of the people."

Li Guoying scolded from the side: "Monk, don't talk nonsense here! Who doesn't know that monks in Sichuan love to play tricks? You may have done what happened last night."

Wu Sangui is also a martial arts practitioner. He can see that Cidu's martial arts is far from reaching that level. The person last night must be Yang Zhan.

He stopped Li Guoying and asked Cidu gently, "In your opinion, how can we win the hearts and minds of the people?"

"The people of Shu respect the Buddha and Taoism the most. If the general can rebuild the major temples and Taoist temples in Chengdu with 200,000 troops and recruit the monks and Taoists who are living abroad, the people of Shu will pay homage to him. Why worry about the dissatisfaction of the people?"

Li Guoying sneered: "Our soldiers are here to conquer the country, not to build temples and temples for you. You will fight against such wishful thinking."

Cidu clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk spoke from the bottom of his heart, but the general refused to listen, and disaster is not far away!"

Li Guoying was shocked and angry, "You dare to curse me?"

Cidu said humbly: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

Wu Sangui didn't want to listen to their argument anymore, so he said: "Captain Li, please work hard and then go to each camp for a walk. I will go back to Zizhu Hall first. Master Cidu, please come with me."

Returning to the study room of Zizhu Hall, Wu Sangui closed the door and said directly: "Master, how could I not know your purpose of wanting me to build temples and Taoism? But you can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me for a lifetime. Everyone.

Instead of beating around the bush like this, let's get straight to the point. I'll draw a path now, and you can tell Yang Zhan."

Ci Du did not hide it and acted like he was all ears. Wu Sangui paused and showed his trump card.

"I only want one thing. As long as Yang Zhan gives it to me, I can stay in Chengdu for a month and let them harvest it. After a month, I will march to Jiading. I will also promise not to conflict with the Shujiang Alliance or massacre the people while stationed in Shu.

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Ci Du asked curiously: "What is it?"
Chapter completed!