3 The plague appeared again. Shi Dao's body suddenly twitched violently and did not wake up immediately.
Xiao Kereng said "Hey", bent down, reached out and touched the back of Shi Dao's neck, and shouted in a low voice alertly: "No, it's the 'Iron Palm Pulse Cutting' from the Korean martial arts world. The one who did it should be
The master of the Red Flame Troop——"
She pulled out the pistol for the second time, with the muzzle hanging to the ground, feeling highly nervous.
Speaking of Cao Cao's arrival, we had just talked about the critical situation of the heroes in Northeast Asia, and the people from the Red Flame Army appeared immediately. I bent down and carried Shi Dao on my shoulders, quickly walked back to the yard, and entered my room, at least
It's temporarily safe here.
Shi Dao lay on the ground with a sallow face, his swollen eyes tightly closed, and he looked like he was dying.
Xiao Kereng kept breathing in hissingly. What was before her was an extremely difficult problem.
I pretended to smile relaxedly: "Xiao Xiao, don't worry too much, even the 'Iron Palm Pulse Cutting' applied by top masters will be automatically solved within forty-eight hours. This kind of kung fu represents the uniqueness of Korean martial arts."
The highest level should be worthy of serious study by China's martial arts masters."
The pulse-cutting technique is heavier than the Chinese "point-pointing" technique. The masters focus their internal energy on their palms and follow the circulation route of the meridians of the human body to strike fiercely at the key points where the blood flows, even if the location hit is not a vital part of the human body.
, is also enough to temporarily damage the veins and prevent them from flowing smoothly.
People who can use "Iron Palm Cutting Pulse" must have previously practiced iron sand palm, black sand palm and other cruel and domineering hard skills, and have extremely violent temperaments. Korean martial arts are not famous in Asia, and the biggest reason is this
This kind of kung fu takes too much time and energy. Without more than twenty years of practice and immersion, it is impossible to become a master.
"Mr. Feng, actually I can crack this kind of kung fu and revive Shi Dao with just a little effort, but I have been thinking, why did the people from the Red Flame Army attack an ordinary monk? What is their true intention? It is a warning.
A demonstration? Or a bluff of intimidation?”
She reached out and touched her shiny short hair, as if trying to find the answer in those thick hair.
There should be countless answers to this question, but none of them can become the standard answer.
The goal of the Crimson Flame Troops is a "big killer". They should at least search the coastline. Why are they still entangled with Fengqie Temple? Xiaolai and I have already seen Koreans on the "Tower of the Dead" before.
The killer, especially the scene of him gliding in the air, left a very deep impression on me.
Xiao Kereng stood up abruptly, approached me, pretended to lean over to inspect Shi Dao's injuries, and lowered his voice and said quickly: "Someone is spying on us! I can feel that the person who injured Shi Dao is...
He's just watching us nearby, isn't he?"
Her shadow was cast on Shi Dao's chest, and the expression on her face was uncertain and extremely nervous.
I also felt that my body would have a natural and special reaction to the inexplicable danger. For a moment, the hairs on my arms stood up, because the feeling of being stared at gloomily and closely was really uncomfortable.
Xiao Kereng frowned, put his hands into the trouser pockets of his sportswear at the same time, and held two guns. The enemy just threw the stone island out to observe our strength. Now that the three people have been exposed, the other party also
Then I feel confident and can approach this courtyard with confidence.
The only thing that makes me feel relieved is that the other party has not yet had the urge to kill with one strike. At least in the situation just now, as long as the other party has a sniper rifle, they can easily take away my, Xiao Kereng and Xiao Lai's lives.
I leaned down, snorted, and tore off Shi Dao's monk's robe. His bony chest was immediately exposed to the warm light. However, there was a black plastic product at the center of his heart, a photography lens slightly larger than the tip of a needle.
Shining with a faint blue light.
This thumb-sized wireless pinhole camera was firmly fixed on Shidao's chest with two pieces of transparent tape. Although there was no nameplate on it, I could still recognize it as a special product belonging to the US spy agency.
I took it off, faced it directly in my face, and asked with a sneer: "Who are you, your Excellency? Are you so interested in us? I wonder if you have figured it out, this is Japan, not your Pyongyang, everyone had better be careful.
There are rules in the world, otherwise, if a fight breaks out, no one will look good."
This latest model of pinhole camera can transmit audio signals simultaneously and clearly, and I believe that whoever is placing this camera at this time can see my face and hear my words.
Xiao Kereng was trembling all the time. To the North Korean government, she was a "fugitive". If she was sent back to the country, she would end up inexplicably turning into a vegetative state like Kim Chunxi and staying in a dark corner forever.
"Do you dare to show your face? There are so many people coveting the 'big killer', and everyone is trying to get a piece of the pie. This time, if the Red Flame troops want to bring it back to Pyongyang smoothly, they will have to pay an immeasurable price.
The price matters. I advise you not to focus all your attention on me, it will only be a waste of time, because I have no interest in that mysterious weapon at all, do you understand?"
Even though I knew no one would show up honestly, I still said what was in my heart word for word, and then clapped my hands together, turning the camera into dozens of broken pieces of engineering plastic.
"Mr. Feng, what does the other party mean...who is he coming for?" Xiao Kereng, who was originally cold and calm, immediately became chaotic once the matter of the Red Flame troops was involved, and he became restless and lost his mind.
I could only smile bitterly: "It should be aimed at all the forces related to the 'Big Killer'. We are not the only lucky ones to be patronized by him. If I guessed correctly, there are at least three hidden in Shidao."
The same machine—" Next, I easily found the same model of camera fixed on Shidao's calf, ankle, and lower back, and calmly let them shatter together under my feet.
This kind of snooping method using a living person as a camera carrier is rare, and it is an extremely clumsy method. I believe no one will appreciate it. It can be seen that the person who arranges the camera often acts unexpectedly and finds new ways. If
Either a fool with a brain problem or an extremely smart genius.
"Xiao Xiao, please wake him up. This is just an innocent victim!" I couldn't help but sigh. What happened to Shidao was like a "broiler" computer that was fully controlled by a master hacker, and only acted as a tool for the master behind the scenes to launch an attack.
The head of a gun has no ideology.
Xiao Kereng took a deep breath, placed his left palm on the back of Shi Dao's neck, and pressed his right palm on his chest. After brewing for more than ten seconds, he suddenly exerted force on his arms, as if to squeeze Shi Dao's thin body.
Flat like.
Shi Dao's Adam's apple choked rapidly, and his chest and lower abdomen made a loud "gurgling" sound. He suddenly opened his eyes, broke away from Xiao Kereng's hand, and sat up straight. However, his body was not yet firm.
He couldn't wait to spit out a series of Japanese curse words.
Xiao Kereng's face turned cold, and with a flick of his wrist, the stone island rolled out with a clatter, and did not stop until it hit the wall on the side.
Such a stupid person will not wake up without being beaten. After he slowly stood up holding the wall, he looked at Xiao Kereng, then at me, and showed a flattering smile: "Mr. Feng, Miss Xiao, it turns out it's you? I thought it was you.
It's the person who sneaked up on me -" He pressed the back of his neck hard and groaned exaggeratedly, his sparse eyebrows trembling constantly.
I kicked the debris on the ground, and a button battery flew up with a whoosh, hit the wall, and rolled onto the bed. Shidao's appearance was disgusting. I really don't know why Master Shenbi sent him.
His role as a receptionist is simply tarnishing the image of Fenggeulji Temple.
"You two saved me? Thank you very much." He pretended to clasp his hands on his chest and bowed to Xiao Kereng. His sparse short hair failed to cover his original bald head and flashed in the light.
Xiao Kereng snorted in disgust and waved his hands.
I sneered and asked: "What's going on? It's midnight. If you don't sleep well in your own room, what are you doing out here?"
Shi Dao shook his eyebrows and shouted as if he had been greatly wronged: "I was in my room. I was just about to pour water to wash my feet when I was suddenly knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was held hostage by someone.
I ran away, but I felt a sharp pain in my neck for no reason, and I fainted again, and then I ended up here. It was really unlucky. If I caught that guy, I would give him a good beating to relieve his anger."
Xiao Ke sneered: "Catch him? Your Fengge Temple's strength is still far behind. Unless the two masters Gui Jianchuan and Bumenlu are here, otherwise-"
She took two steps back to keep herself away from Shidao. He was such a thin and wretched man, so disgusting that she refused to take a second look at him.
Shi Dao laughed dryly, gathered up the torn gray cloth monk robe, and asked cringingly: "Mr. Feng, can I go? It was so late at night that my body was completely frozen. I have to catch a cold tomorrow, so it will be delayed."
The work assigned in the temple is not very good."
After he woke up, his body had been shaking non-stop, which was of course due to the cold night and wind.
I nodded lightly, indicating that he could go. He was an outsider, and the masters of the Red Flame Army must have come here to target me and Xiao Kereng, so as not to embarrass him again. Looking at his skinny frame, his martial arts skills must not be much better.
Go and encounter an enemy. There are only two outcomes: death, or becoming a "broiler" for the second time.
When Shi Dao passed by Xiao Kereng, she backed away again and covered her nose without concealment to block the strange smell emanating from Shi Dao. When I carried Shi Dao on my body just now,
I already smelled a faint pungent smell, which seemed to be emitted by some kind of chemical product, but I didn't pay much attention to it.
Most beautiful girls have mysophobia, and Xiao Kereng should belong to this category.
Shi Dao smiled sarcastically, stepped out of the door, and suddenly stopped, asking: "Feng...Mr. Feng, is that person your enemy? And a very powerful enemy?" This time, not only his eyebrows were trembling.
, even the eyelids, the tip of the nose, and the lips were trembling, and two clusters of blush appeared on the tall and abrupt cheekbones, and it seemed that the mood suddenly became high.
I stared at his face, wondering why this question made him so excited.
"I can help you. You will be able to recognize him next time you see him, because there is a strange mark carved on his forearm -" Shi Dao's tone obviously increased, and he raised his left hand high.
Shaking.
"What mark?" Xiao Kereng was more anxious and interested than me.
Like a very experienced storyteller, Shidao shut up in time, with a smug smile on his face. He just wanted to ask for payment. I have encountered this situation no less than a hundred times.
"What kind of mark is it? Say it! Say it!" Xiao Kereng impulsively stepped in front of Shi Dao and reached out to grab his collar.
I stopped her and said, "Xiao Xiao, don't be impulsive. Mr. Shidao just wants a check. It's not a big deal." In this era, buying information has become a popular business, and no one is exempt.
Shidao spread his palms and smiled at me: "No, I don't want money. Mr. Feng, you are currently the head of Fengqie Temple. My condition is just that I want to contribute more to the temple, including reception, shopping, kitchen
, do you think it’s okay to take on all four aspects of the construction work and let the smart brothers in the temple chant sutras and meditate without any distractions?”
Unexpectedly, the host position that he had been considering turning down turned out to be the talisman to bribe Shi Dao at this moment.
Every relatively closed monastery can only contact the outside world through the above four channels. At the same time, the "grey income" after taking on these four jobs is also the largest. Shidao does not ask me for money in name, but he is coveting it.
Something more profitable.
I nodded without hesitation: "Okay, tell me everything you know. In addition to those four tasks, I can also give you other rewards at my discretion. I don't rule out the possibility of a high check."
If Shi Dao's confession can be followed and a master from the Red Flame Army can be found, it will be regarded as doing something for Xiao Kereng, and her friendship with Su Lun will be in vain.
Shidao was very satisfied with my answer and immediately said the answer loudly: "On his wrist, slightly upward two inches, there is a blue lotus carved on it——"
Xiao Kereng and I jumped up almost at the same time, then looked at each other and asked at the same time: "What? Blue lotus?"
In my memory, there was indeed a martial artist with a lotus tattoo on his forearm, but he was already dead, in the Xunfuyuan Villa. My thoughts were confused for a moment, but I calmed down in an instant and secretly warned myself.
: "Don't be nervous! Plague can have a lotus tattoo on his wrist, and of course others can have it too. It's just an occasional coincidence."
Xiao Kereng asked again: "Did you see clearly? Is it really a lotus?"
She cared more about the authenticity of the news than I did. After all, she was the one who dragged the seriously injured Plague back to the hall of Xunfu Garden, and when Plague was dying, she threw him into the bathtub.
Shi Dao nodded affirmatively, clenched his left fist and placed it next to his left ear, and swore solemnly: "I swear it's true. There are lotuses carved on both arms of that person. One is the blue lotus I just mentioned, and the other is.
The flower is pink, very beautiful, but also makes people feel creepy."