Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

After hearing the boss's "sad journey", I rolled my eyes in my heart, took time to meet Yu Daozi once, and gave him medicine.

Now that Yun Zhongshan is sure that Yun Zhongshan treats me as a tool to stabilize the situation and throw it away when he is done, I start to mess it up completely, even feeding medicine is aboveboard, it doesn't matter if the leader knows it or not.

So what if he knew?As long as I don't directly rebel/rebel, it won't matter if I do a little jumping across his bottom line repeatedly.He will not kill me now, nor will he kill Yu Daozi.

As for Yu Daozi's situation...it's not good, it's not good.

In other words, his spirit is calm and firm, as if the pain imposed on him by external objects has no effect, and it is only the body that suffers, while his soul is already outside the ordinary world, untouched by the slightest.

It's hard to say, but several of his tejins were picked and broken according to Yun Zhongshan's order. Fortunately, Wang Bu left the corresponding medicine and prescription before saving him.There are more than a dozen of them in that porcelain bottle, and I won't be able to use them anyway, so I might as well leave them all for the Taoist priest.

According to our original plan, I planned to release the Daoist leader to sneak attack on the day when the head of Zhengzheng came.The "Xiaoyaoyou" cultivated by the innate Taoist body is inherently restraining to the "Huixue Xinfa", and before the death of the head master Lu, he also left his experience in dealing with the head of the Demon Sect in his notes.

But now it seems that we can't wait for the day when Ren Gouzi comes, and we don't know if this "no omission" thought of this situation when he set off a huge wave of martial arts.

Sure enough, divination and fortune-telling are all feudal superstitions!After all, man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation, and no one can really calculate everything.

"How are you?" Yu Daozi asked calmly in the dark and gloomy dungeon, still as cold as the moon.

"It's okay, but I may not have time to see you in the future, Daoist Master, the masters have left Jiangnan." And my master has also arrived in the Sichuan-Shu realm.

Therefore, Yun Zhongshan ordered me to gather people to strengthen the fortifications of the main altar, laughing to death, killing [-]% of the people, the number is not enough, and tools are used.

In the main altar, including me, there are 26 living people who can walk freely, including some cooks, servants, maids, and the father and son of the leader who are not capable of fighting.

There are only [-] people I can really use, and this is a fart of fortifications. Why, do we have cement or steel bars here?Even if there is an industrial system in modern society, how long will it take for twenty construction workers to build a slightly useful military bunker?

Furthermore, although I have studied science before, I have never been to a construction site.That kind of tiankeng major, it is said that after graduation, I will fast forward to carrying buckets, so I won't be so stupid as to jump down.Without construction experience, commanding is even more stumbling.

But fortunately, we don't really need a military base that defends against missiles like the modern one. Gan, salted fish can do whatever they want.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for the strange technology tree pointed out by Guardian Zuo.

I actually saw the enhanced version of the repeated crossbow/arrow, trebuchet and thunderbolt blueprints in the documents he left behind.

... No, I don't understand, with such a thing that can cover firepower, why is Zuo Hufa unable to think about it, and insists on giving Yun Zhongshan a Gu?At first glance, it is the lack of modern military education——

If you are poor, tactics will be interspersed, and if you are good, you will blow up Laozi!

But the trouble is, because of Guardian Zuo's wonderful idea, the raw materials he left in the warehouse are only enough to make three Thunderbolt bombs, two reinforced repeaters and a catapult.It is obviously too late to go down the mountain to purchase now.

With my face numb, I rubbed the thunderbolt and the crossbow with my own hands, and asked my men to erect the catapult while building walls and digging trenches, facing the road and forest outside the mountain gate.

Catapults have the greatest effect when facing flat ground. Our Demon Cult main altar is on the highest mountain in the area. Instead of expecting the catapults to kill the righteous way, we should expect these stupid people from the Central Plains to come to Sichuan, where the posters are higher. Hou Gaofan died.

I sat in the martial arts arena behind the mountain gate without any image, while carefully rubbing the bullets, while looking at the iron flag erected high, with the symbol of the Demon Cult hanging on it, it is said that it was inserted by the ancestor of the Demon Cult with internal strength. After a hundred years, the iron rods are rusty and still bear the handprints of the ancestors, and the flags made of cloth have been changed several times.

This time it looked a bit old again.

I beckoned to the disciples next to me: "Go get a new general banner of the Devil's Cult, and let those martial arts righteous people see it, and think what's wrong with our Holy Cult."

The disciple quickly agreed, and after I finished rubbing the bombs, I happily climbed to the iron pole several meters high to change the flag, and fixed the cloth with wire, so that when there was no wind, the flag could show a sassy appearance fluttering in the wind.

When Yun Zhongshan passed by with his hands behind his back, he glanced sideways at me and nodded at the extremely beautiful flag.

Sure enough, all bosses like things that make them face, hee hee.

Then, I went to see the saint again. She was still imprisoned, but she ate normally and people were allowed to visit her.Say yes, but in fact the only ones who will come to see her are me and Fat Hu.

Fat Tiger is the same as Nima clocking in and out of get off work, with an eight-hour working day, and stays with the saint to eat, drink, and chat with the saint.

The face of the saint could hardly be tense, after all, the feeling of being entangled by the fat tiger was like raising a stupid and noisy starling.

"Sanin, your face looks very pale, have you taken the medicine that Wang Bujiu gave you?" She asked softly.

I was lowering my head to peel an orange, and the sour and sober scent of citrus permeated my heart, which refreshed me: "Everyone is so busy that they don't touch the ground, and I will let people make medicine when there is time, and the medicinal materials must be kept." Keep it, and use it when you fight against Zhengdao."

Yun Xinyuan's expression was complicated, she took a deep look at me, and sighed: "I'm sorry, Sanin, I have troubled you."

"Also... I didn't ask you before, so I made a decision for you without authorization."

I shook my head, shared half of the peeled oranges with her, and showed a gentle smile: "Why do you need to mention the previous things? You and I are not children anymore. Life must always look forward. You still have a long way to go in the future." I want to go. Listen to my advice, let him go about your parents' affairs, and stop arguing with the leader, it's pointless."

Born with blood feuds, living to avenge his parents, this taste is too bitter.

Ren Donglai is like this, and so is Yun Xinyuan.

When every child comes to this world, the most ideal state is to bring the love and expectation of relatives.But from the moment Yun Xinyuan was born, people have added the glory of "saint", the guilt of self-deception and the vengeance of careerists to this baby who has just learned to cry.

To be honest, it's a bit miserable.

"It's going to rain," before Yun Xinyuan could speak, I looked at the leaves fluttering outside the window, and calmly said, "Every year at this time, there will be days of heavy rain for several days. When I was young, I was afraid that I would get sick, but Master would not let me If I go out, I won’t be able to go to the Martial Arts Field, so I won’t be able to see you, although I never said it, but I’m thinking about it very much, when will the rain stop?”

Yun Xinyuan's expression also softened, as if recalling some good memories: "Yeah, I didn't see Yaoguang in those few days, and Senior Brother Suihe couldn't eat rice flower candy, so we just cried together, no matter how much the wet nurse comforted me. It's no use. We'll be happy when the weather clears and we rush out the door to see each other again."

"Xin Yuan," I leaned closer to her, stared into her eyes from a different place, and said firmly, "The rain will always stop."

Probably some kind of flag, after I met the saint, the thunderstorm arrived as expected, the righteous martial arts people are still advancing at a fast pace, but my master has already arrived at the foot of the mountain, just wait for the rain to pass in the past few days. Come up the mountain.

In such a thunderstorm day, people can't get up to do anything and just want to lie on the bed and cook salted fish.

I rubbed my sore wrists and ankles. After stopping the medicine, I always felt that my bones were leaking.The candle in front of me was flickering bright red, I looked at the table full of wine and food, and the fat tiger lying in front of me, and sighed.

In fact, I don't want to hide from Fat Tiger. I was always being lied to before, and the feeling was really uncomfortable. I should have known that "don't do to others what you don't want to be done to you", but Yun Suihe and Yun Xinyuan are different. He would never agree with me killing his father.

I helped Fat Hu onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt very intimately.

Then, I opened the door and rushed into the gloomy and violent thunderstorm. Whether the next plan will be successful depends on God's will, and I don't know.

Knocking out the maid, taking away the saint, and rescuing the priest... During this process, I didn't encounter any difficulties, and Yun Zhongshan didn't show up.

In this weather, the remaining dozen or so Demon Sect disciples will not go out if they have nothing to do. We all know that this season is fierce.

"My master is at the foot of the mountain. Run quickly after meeting him. If the spectacle I mentioned appears in the sky, go up the mountain after everything is over and take Yun Suihe away. If not, then don't turn your head back." Head back to the teacher's gate as soon as possible, and Xinyuan, you enter the southern border according to the map."

I also found this map from Guardian Zuo's document. The terrain and weather of this world are slightly different from the China I live in. Since ancient times, not many people have been able to successfully Arrive in southern Xinjiang (corresponding to Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangxi and other places in our world).

And southern Xinjiang is the original birthplace of Gu art, not Sichuan and Sichuan. Therefore, in order to cultivate better Gu insects, Zuo Hufa kept sending people to explore the way, so he drew this map that is not accurate. During the process, out of the hundred disciples he sent, only three passed through the poisonous miasma in the high mountains and returned alive with the Gu eggs in the dense forest.That's why Guardian Zuo didn't dare to try a second time.

When I read the teaching materials, I guessed that whether it is the method of returning to the snow or Gu, it is very likely that the original ancestor of the demon religion brought it from the southern border.

As for the situation in southern Xinjiang, although we don't know, at least if we escape there, we won't be hunted down by righteous and evil ways.

As for the dangers of the journey, I compared Guardian Zuo's map with the memory in my mind in detail, and confirmed that except for Shennv Mountain, the location, altitude and climate of Yunnan have not changed much, so I tried to complete this map.

"Xinyuan, you lost your Gu mother, take my little boy away." I handed the little thing that ate prunes to the saint, "The road is dangerous, I can only hope that God will help me to make my plan succeed .”

"How sure are you?" the saint asked after taking Xiaoguai.

I smiled wryly: "Around [-]%, I'm not such a smart person as Ren Donglai after all, so I can only gamble."

She was silent for a moment, then put the metal object in my hand into my hand: "Sanin, be careful."

"Let's go!" I urged, "It's dangerous to travel in this weather, but it will be more troublesome for Yun Zhongshan to catch up with you."

Yun Xinyuan nodded, and helped the injured Yu Daozi, who asked again worriedly: "Do you remember the notes of the master?"

Yu Daozi dictated to me the memoirs of Old Master Lu's dealing with Huixue Xinfa, plus I observed the movement of Fat Tiger's true qi during his practice, which gave me some insights. It's a pity that I don't have enough time, otherwise I should be able to have a better one. Against the enemy's strategy, there is no need to gamble on such unreal odds.

I am a chief who can draw the "African Great Onmyoji" despite the probability UP!

"Remember, remember." Let's go, Nanny Daochang!

Seeing the voices of the two people disappear in the boundless torrential rain, I breathed a sigh of relief. After all, I won the first round of the bet.

Yun Zhongshan is not a fool, knowing that I may have a problem, he can still let me handle things with confidence, the only possibility is that no matter what I do in the general forum, he can hear it with his internal strength.

A fool who is under surveillance no matter when and where, naturally there is no danger at all.

So, my first step was to take his attention away.In the first round, my bet is: Compared with Yun Xinyuan and Yu Daozi, this rotten person cares more about his own son.

The Gu I put on Fat Tiger can make him enter a state of suspended animation. Once Yun Zhongshan finds out that his son is about to die, he will definitely ignore other things and give me enough time to rescue the saint and the Taoist priest.

But after all, Yun Zhongshan has been the leader of the sect for decades, and he was still the master of the demon sect back then. He doesn't specialize in Gu art, which doesn't mean he doesn't understand it at all.With only two cups of tea, he can tell that Fat Tiger is fine.

So in the second round, I must be able to hold him back.

"My lord is in such a hurry, what are you going to do?" I walked back to the martial arts arena, just in time to meet Yun Zhongshan who came out of the hall.His clothes fluttered, giving him the illusion of being a fairy, but when the rainstorm hit him, the gods also became devastated.

"You're courting death." His eyes were quite disdainful, "It's impossible for the thunderbolt bombs you buried under the martial arts field to blow up in such a heavy rain. Even if they did blow up, three bombs would not be able to hurt me. What can you do to stop me? ? After I kill you, it's not too late to go after Xinyuan."

"I don't quite understand what's the point of chasing your heart kite. You are absolutely disgusting. If Yun Miaomiao is still alive, she will feel the same way." Yun Miaomiao is the name of the saint's mother.

"From the beginning to the end, you only love yourself. You are no different from Wan Chengxiong or Lin Qi, and you only care about yourself and your own son! The so-called love for Xinyuan is just that you don't admit that you are cowardly and selfish."

"You love Yun Miaomiao? What a big joke, are you guilty? You are ashamed! Don't put money on your face. Fortunately, your sister died early. With someone like you as your brother, she is not as good as you!" It's clean to die. But even if she is dead, you still pester her daughter endlessly, bah, shameless!"

"Do you know what will happen to Lin Qi? You will be cut off from your children and grandchildren, I think you are similar. Don't you know what kind of son your son is? Yun Suihe can inherit the Devil's Cult? I'm laughing to death, I'm afraid you will close your eyes Ren Donglai from Shushan can trick your son into feeding the pandas in their back mountain!"

"However, in your situation, whether you can live to the end of your life is still a question. Which one will have a happy ending if you practice the Xuexin method? At that time, you will die after being tortured, and you will not die. You will be dug out by the Shushan sect and whipped."

I'm sorry, Fat Tiger, I'm sorry, Gouzi, that's not what I meant.

But to be honest, I am not very good at cursing, after all, we are also civilized people who have received nine-year compulsory education.But mental illness has this advantage: the spirit is not stable, who would dare to talk to Yun Zhongshan like that?

Hearing my yelling at this moment, the lunatic's eyes turned red immediately, just like when he was in mania before.According to the notes left by the old master Lu, this also means that his internal strength will increase greatly in a short period of time.

Huixue Xinfa is not a magical skill in itself. The old head of Shushan Lu recorded it like this. The reason why it can rival the four exquisite magical arts is because the internal power of Huixue Xinfa can be inherited, just like a certain martial arts novel. It's the same as the star-absorbing method in the movie.

It's just that everyone can use the star-absorbing method, but the Huixue Xin method can only be absorbed by people who practice this skill.

The Demon Cult has been passed down for hundreds of years. It has been more than a dozen generations from the earliest ancestors to Yunzhongshan. A person is a ghost if he is not strong.

But the internal strength obtained in this way also has a fatal problem, just like the narrow tributary channel cannot accommodate the surging main trunk of the Yellow River.The body is overloaded for a long time, and the first problem is the nerves of the practitioners, because there is only brain in the brain, and there is no place for the real energy to travel, but even if their bodies are protected by powerful internal forces, they can't last long. Sooner or later, he will die suddenly.

However, after the practitioners are stimulated, the flow in the river will increase sharply in a short period of time, and the appearance is indeed abnormal. Even the golden body of Arhat in Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" cannot resist it, but the speed becomes faster, and people's reactions will be different. Become slow, coupled with mental problems, masters who are good at body skills are easy to deal with.

At that time, the old master Lu and Wan Chengxiong played five days and five nights of catching sparrows. In "Xiaoyaoyou", taking advantage of the virtual wind and soaring straight up are Tianke of Huixue's mentality.Alas, I can't play, just play and see who will crash first!

But I obviously don't have the internal strength of Lu Lao's head, and I can last five days after Yun Zhongshan's berserk... However, the third step of the plan has also been successfully completed. I just want him to lose his mind and ignore the changes in the surrounding environment.

I smiled at Yun Zhongshan, raised my left hand, and there were a dozen "swish, swish" cloud-piercing arrows. Then, with the determination to die, I rushed forward and hugged the slightly slow and crazy arrow. The man in his hand expertly pierced a certain acupoint on his abdomen with the hairpin belonging to Yun Miaomiao...

This set of cloud piercing arrows is a combination of the enhanced version of the crossbow and the thunderbolt. The black technology of the left guardian card is worth having.

Today, it is a thunderstorm day with dark clouds covering the sun and thunder and lightning.

This mountain is the highest mountain in Sichuan and Sichuan.

Demon Cult is the tallest building on the mountain.

The Martial arts arena is the most open space in this pile of buildings.

The dozen or so modified Cloud Piercing Arrows are inferior versions of the ancient Small/Fire/Arrows.

Each arrow is connected to the metal bracelet on my wrist with a very thin metal wire, and there are also a bunch of lightning wires tied to the flag on the martial arts arena.

Even if it doesn't hit me, but hits the iron flag, it can still communicate with the thunderbolt bombs buried in the ground. Of course, ordinary firewood can't ignite this ghostly weather, but once it's struck by lightning, it's no wonder that these bombs won't explode.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if none of my thunder-inducing plans are successful, according to Master Lu's notes, this acupoint is the deadliest acupoint in Huixue Xinfa. Once poked, you will either die or be disabled.

Of course, this is for a master's attack. With my skills, it is estimated that it can only hurt Yun Zhongshan, and it is impossible to kill him.This is still the case when Yun Zhongshan can't react.

As for why he couldn't react?

"Sanin, this is the hairpin my mother wore before she died," Yun Xinyuan said, taking out an old and faded hairpin, "This is the first gift that lunatic gave her when she was a child. I wanted to use this to fight him, but you also know that Hui Xuexin is invulnerable..."

Sure enough, when Yun Zhongshan's eyes touched the faded hairpin, he hesitated for a moment. This moment was enough for me to stab/into the dead point of his abdomen with skillful techniques, and the blood flowed from the "invulnerable" out of the body.

As long as he is injured, he will not be able to catch up with Dao Chang and Xin Yuan in time, and when Kong Jian and Pei Xiao arrive, Yun Zhongshan will definitely be dead.

Originally, this lightning-inducing plan was quite... metaphysical, I didn't fully expect it at all, I just thought that I would die anyway, so I might as well take a look.

Gan, I really am not a chieftain.

Yun Zhongshan hesitated only for a moment when he saw the hairpin, and soon became mad and furious again, striking towards me with a palm wind with [-]% internal force, my eyes went dark, and my mouth and nose were bleeding profusely, but with the last point Will clings to his feet tightly.

If I take him off for one more second here, Taoist Master and Xinyuan can run farther, and my master at the foot of the mountain will be safer.

Thunder, one after another, tore through the drowsy sky, and slashed towards the vast earth ferociously.

Behind me was a more heavy and crazy palm slap. My once injured meridians were split inch by inch, crushed and torn by the domineering internal force, my whole body was ripped apart, and blood oozed from the skin, like a blood man.

Well, when you trigger thunder, do you have to recite a spell or something?I thought in a daze, after all, this is an unscientific ancient martial arts world. I didn't see that Shushan was surrounded by feudal superstition methods.

"Hurry up like a law?" I asked tentatively, spitting blood.

Still no lightning strikes.

"God of Thunder, here we come!"

Uncle Lei didn't appreciate it.

Damn it, in this weather, two or three thunderbolts can flash in a second, and I can't attract even one of them. This is unscientific!

I touched my sleeves and shot/fired the last cloud piercing arrow. I thought about it, what other lines are there——

Oh, right.

"Leodro?[1]"

A thunder pierced through the world and descended from the sky with great momentum.