A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice

Duan Rong was in the night and captured the beggar and walked through the streets and alleys, shuttled and sneaked through the shadows everywhere.

At the entrance of the teahouse, beggars came one after another, crowding into empty seats everywhere...

Duan Rong sneaked all the way, and with full spiritual consciousness, he avoided all kinds of people who were met by chance. At this time, it was not late at night, but just before nightfall, Shenyun Mansion was a prosperous place. Although Duan Rong was walking through a certain residential area, there were still many people he met by chance on the road.

Fortunately, he was just one person and even kidnapped a beggar. It was quite easy to avoid these things with his skills.

Duan Rong flashed out of an alley, and a faint light came out of a house there. As soon as he stretched out, he took the beggar and rushed into the canopy of a big tree at the intersection.

As Duan Rong just jumped into the canopy of the tree, two people walked out of the dark shadow opposite the intersection. An old lady was taking a young man. While they were walking, the old lady scolding the young man.

At the same time, there was a light light in the yard at the entrance of the alley. The door opened with a creaking sound. A middle-aged woman stood there against the door frame, looking at the old and young walking to the entrance of the alley, urging her to urge her. Then: "Hurry up...wait..."

"Here, come!" The old lady agreed and quickly walked towards the woman. The young man behind her also accelerated his pace and followed.

After the three of them entered the yard, the gate of the yard creaked and closed again. At this time, a black shadow jumped out of the tree canopy not far away, as fast as a ghost, and penetrated into the darkness...

Duan Rong captured the beggar, crossed a high wall, avoided the eyes and ears everywhere, and came to the rockery in the backyard with a familiarity.

There were two people guarding there with lanterns.

When they saw Duan Rong, both of them were shocked, then clasped their fists and said, "Sir!"

Duan Rong nodded and asked, "Is Zhu Cheng inside?"

One of them said, "Report to Lord Zhu, Lord Zhu is interrogating the prisoner."

Duan Rong nodded, took the beggar's man and walked into the dark room.

The secrets of this beggar are far more than those of Fatty Xu. Fatty Xu is just a secret stake in the Zhu Mansion who was instigated, and this beggar should be the contact person for multiple secret lines.

Fatty Xu had only one line on his body, and he could dig it out, but Duan Rong decided to hand it over to Zhu Cheng for trial.

It’s better to leave professional things to professionals.

Moreover, after the torture and interrogation of Fatty Xu in the morning, Duan Rong felt that torture was actually a more disgusting thing than murder.

Before Duan Rong came, he had already predicted that Zhu Cheng must be here. If you catch sixty people, there will always be some hard bones. These people's mouths can only be pried open slowly.

Duan Rong walked into the dark room, threw the beggar on the ground, then looked at the man guarding the corridor and said, "Go and call Zhu Cheng out."

The man looked at the beggar on the ground and was surprised. When he heard Duan Rong's order, he immediately responded with his fists and walked into the depths of the corridor. However, after a few breaths, Zhu Cheng walked out with a cold and stiff face. The dark yellow light hit Zhu Cheng's face. At that moment, Zhu Cheng's face was as terrifying as a corpse crawling out of the coffin.

Zhu Cheng walked out of the corridor, glanced at the beggar on the ground, clasped his fists at Duan Rong and said, "Sir!"

Duan Rong said, "How is the judgment?"

Zhu Cheng said, "There are still four or five tough guys who refuse to spit. My subordinates are slowly grinding them."

Zhu Cheng said calmly, and the word "Mu" was just a slight stress. But Duan Rong could already read from Zhu Cheng's eyes how cruel and bloody what he said was.

Duan Rong's eyes drooped slightly, he glanced at the unconscious beggar on the ground and said, "You can also try this person."

A hint of doubt flashed in Zhu Cheng's eyes. He didn't know why Duan Rong asked him to interrogate a beggar. This beggar was dressed in rags and had a greasy face, and seemed to be just a common beggar on the street.

Duan Rong saw the doubt in Zhu Cheng's eyes and explained: "Before I destroyed his dantian, this beggar is a warrior at the third level of the True Qi realm."

"The third level of the True Qi Realm?" Zhu Cheng's lips moved, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes. A warrior at the third level of the True Qi Realm is obviously impossible to be an ordinary beggar.

Duan Rong then briefly explained the origin of the matter to Zhu Cheng. After hearing this, Zhu Cheng immediately understood that this beggar was probably the contact person of multiple hidden lines, which was far more valuable than the people he was reviewing.

"Don't worry, sir, leave this person to your subordinates." Zhu Cheng even had a hint of excitement in his eyes. He grabbed the beggar's shoulders on the ground, lifted up like a chicken, dragged it on the ground, and walked into the depths of the corridor.

Duan Rong looked at Zhu Cheng's back and disappeared into the shadow in the corridor, then sat on the stone chair in the dark room. He began to take this moment to quietly deduce the many gains and losses and mistakes he has done recently...

Outside Shenyun Mansion, more than 30 miles of the western suburbs...

In the dark night, two black lights suddenly passed by high in the sky, like meteorites in the sky...

Wherever the black light passed, two black dots suddenly landed on the top of a mountain in the miserable night.

The lonely peak was at the top of the night wind, blowing the lapels and hair of the two of them.

Chu Qiushan's burly figure was as steady and powerful as a mountain in the night. He said slowly, "Old Zhu, bring me here. What's the matter?"

Zhu He clasped his fists and said, "Master, I will bring you here to watch a big show."

Chuqiu Mountain's eyes are gloomy. Here the lonely peaks and cliffs are lonely, the night is desolate, and there is no one in the fields. Only at the side of the mountain, there is a faint light that flows out faintly among the trees. Chu Qiushan’s spiritual consciousness swept by, and there was a Taoist temple in the deep mountains.

Chu Qiushan sneered slightly and said, "I'm tired of watching this worldly drama."

Zhu He said, "Sect Master, this play is extraordinary."

Chu Qiushan glanced at Zhu He. In the darkness, Zhu He looked solemn, without any joke.

Chu Qiushan sighed softly. He was devoted to cultivating his mind and was already disgusted with worldly affairs. Fifty years ago, he was willing to take over the leader of the sect, but he was only in the mid-term of the cave and underworld for many years and was difficult to break through. He wanted to use the trivial matters of the world to use the mirror to slap in the mirror and sharpen his mind in order to find another way and break through obstacles.

However, fifty years have passed, and he has not been able to break through this layer of paper from the middle to late stages of the Cave Nether Realm.

Over the years, Chu Qiushan’s bitterness in his heart is by no means something that Zhu He can understand.

Zhu He said, "Master, please use the method of concealment to hide our bodies."

Chu Qiushan's eyes moved slightly.

He needed to use the method of concealment to indicate that a strong man from the Cave and Nether Realm would appear nearby. It seems that Zhu He did not attract him here for no reason. This matter is a bit extraordinary.

In the darkness, Chu Qiushan's right hand was raised, and in the void, there was no one to grab. Then a faint space ripples were seen, centered on Chu Qiushan's right hand, slowly spreading like ripples, covering it. This mountain is melted into the darkness...

The figures of the two disappeared intovisible in the darkness when the ripples passed by...

After the two of them were hiding, not long after, they saw another black light coming from the sky, flashing suddenly, landing on the mountainside, where the faint light emerged.

It was a surprise to shock the snake, and neither of them used their spiritual sense to sweep the black light that fell on the hillside. But with such speed, it is undoubtedly a powerful man from the Cave Nether Realm. Judging from his direction, it seems that he is still coming from Changliu Mountain.

Chu Qiushan glanced at Zhu He beside him, and the light in his eyes flashed in a volatile way...

In Shenyun Mansion, in the backyard of Zhucheng Mansion, in the dark room of the rockery.

Duan Rong was holding a piece of white paper, and it was splashed with blood on it like wintersweet.

On the white paper, there were seven names written, and Fatty Xu's name was among them, ranking third.

The first one is a man named Liang Xuesong. Behind his name is his realm, the fourth greatest perfection of the True Qi Realm.

This is already the highest level that warriors in the secular world can reach.

"The Lord of Lingzhen Taoist Temple." Duan Rong looked at the identity behind Liang Xuesong's realm, his eyes flashed.

Liang Xuesong is the beggar's online. After receiving the news every day, the beggar will sneak out of the city in the second half of the night and hand over the news to Liang Xuesong in the suburbs of the city.

Duan Rong swept the white paper, and after several other names, he handed the white paper to Zhu Cheng who was standing beside him, and said lightly: "I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go here in person." .”

After all, Liang Xuesong is already in the Great Perfect Realm of True Qi, and in terms of realm, he is even more overwhelming.

"Yes, sir." Zhu Cheng clasped his fists.

Duan Rong stood up and looked at Zhu Cheng and said, "There are two or three of them, which are quite involved. You can take the right amount of it yourself."

Zhu Cheng said, "Don't worry, sir, I know the importance of it."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Duan Rong nodded and walked slowly out of the dark room. One person was the secret stake where the mansion owner Wang Maochun, and the other was Zhu Cheng's immediate boss, the secret stake in Chen Shanmeng's mansion, but Duan Rong believed that Zhu Cheng must have a way to deal with it.

Duan Rong jumped out of Zhu Cheng's mansion from the high wall in the backyard, and then displayed his figure in the dark night, heading west like a ghost.

The Lingzhen Taoist Temple is located in Shenyun Mansion, thirty miles away in the western suburbs. Duan Rong wanted to take advantage of the night to go to the temple to meet Liang Xuesong.

At this time, the time of Hai was already in contact, and the gate of Lingzhen Taoist Temple was closed. The incense ash in the large incense burner in the square in front of the Taoist temple was already cold. However, in the Taoist temple, the eternal lamp on the altar table in the shrine is still on...

The incense of Lingzhen Taoist Temple is very prosperous, and this place is a very effective temple.

Liang Xuesong was the only one who lived in the Taoist temple. If there was a ritual, there would be nearby mountain people who would come to the temple to volunteer and help for a few days. Liang Xuesong would also give them rice.

There are also some people who come to the temple and follow Liang Xuesong to serve the gods, but they often cannot stand the pain in the mountains. Liang Xuesong insists on getting vegetarian food all year round. Not long after, the people who come will give up and leave secretly.

In the mountains in late autumn, the sound of birds and insects was gone, and the fields were silent. A black shadow suddenly flashed out from the dense forest and fell lightly beside the incense burner in the Lingzhen Taoist Temple Square. It was Duan Rong who came all the way.

Duan Rong looked at the crack in the temple gate, a faint light gushing out, and his eyes flashed. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the scene. Behind the temple, there was the miserable night and the dense mountains and forests. He sighed in his heart: "It would be easier to raise some pigeons and falcons to deliver letters behind this ancient mountain view."

That night, Zhu He told him in the dense forest that he could know the whereabouts of Ruyi's brother from the line of Fatty Xu. Liang Xuesong from Lingzhen Taoist Temple was obviously the last person in this dark line. Now.

All the news will be summarized in him and then passed to the sect by him.

Duan Rong walked forward slowly, walked to the gate, and knocked on the door three times.

"Du, dumb, dumb."

Three crisp sounds sounded on the thick door panel. The sound echoed among the quiet forests.

As soon as the knock on the door sounded, there was a broken gong-like voice shouting in the temple.

"Who?"

"I am a pilgrim who lives in the homes of mountain villagers nearby. I will leave early tomorrow morning. I want to give another incense stick to the gods in the temple before leaving." Duan Rong thought for a moment and then lied.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked and opened a crack. A thin and gloomy head with a goatee stretched out, looked at Duan Rong for a while, and then opened half of the door. , said, "Come in."

Duan Rong was slightly stunned, but unexpectedly, he knocked on the mountain gate of this temple with a lie.

Duan Rong's eyes moved and he stepped into the door.

On the altar under the shrine, there were rows of eternal lights containing oil in the bowl. As the viewing door opened, the mountain wind gushed in and the flames swayed.

After Duan Rong walked in, the Guanmen closed it again behind him.

Duan Rong glanced at the person in front of him and saw that he was wearing a loose and patched Taoist robe, and asked, "Master, I wonder how long have you served the gods here?"

The man smiled and said, "I can't remember. It's been a few years."

"Customer, please wait a moment, I'll give you the incense." The man said, then walked to the box in the corner of the hall, took out a pack of incense, sucked three, walked back, and handed it to Duan Rong.

Duan Rong picked up, took out a silver note, and handed it to the man. The man answered and thanked him.

Duan Rong's spiritual sense had already penetrated this person's dantian. He knew that the person in front of him was Liang Xuesong. He had not taken action yet, but he just felt it was a bit strange.

Duan Rong's eyes moved slightly, and he walked to the altar with the three incense sticks in his hand, lit the three incense sticks on the flames of the eternal lamp, and then inserted them on the incense burner on the altar. The smoke rose up. He suddenly turned around, looked at the person behind him, and asked, "Don't the Taoist priest find it strange when he is visiting late at night?"

The man looked motionless and said lightly, "Come in late at night, and I feel sincere."

"Is that true?" Duan Rong looked at the man, and a curious look flashed in his eyes.

Duan Rong felt that the person in front of him was waiting for him to come, so he lie casually, so the man opened the door of the observation door and welcomed him in.

Duan Rong smiled slightly and said, "Master is afraid that the Taoist priest has been waiting for me, right?"

When the man heard this, his face changed, but he remained calm and said, "The Guanmen opens south to attract believers from all directions. What is the only one whom I am waiting for?"

Duan Rong saw that the man was still having a puzzle with him, frowned slightly, and was ready to take action. At this moment, a curtain on the side of the shrine of the hall suddenly lifted up, but a figure walked out.

Duan Rong was shocked. He just scanned his spiritual sense, and the back was empty and there was no one there. At this time, within Duan Rong's spiritual consciousness, this person came out of nothingness.

"Cedar, don't talk to this kid anymore!"

The person who walked out from behind the curtain was a man with slightly spotted temples and a burly figure.

Duan Rong knew this person, who was the elder of Taiyi Sect and the chief of the General Secretary of the Political Department, Ge Rusong.

He had met this person when he was a disciple in the Dragon Fish Hall. Ge Rusong naturally knew Duan Rong.

The moment Ge Rusong walked out, the man in Taoist robe walked behind Ge Rusong and looked at Duan Rong with a gloomy look.

Duan Rong looked at the unkind gazes of the two people in front of him, and there was no fear in his heart, only a disgust that made him disgusted.

"Damn it, I was fooled by that old man Zhu He again!?"