Chapter 71 A Senior with a Lolita Face and a Queen Body

After tacitly omitting each other's real names, Ding Hai and the other man, together with the gray-robed old eunuch Wang Qin, attacked outside the Meridian Gate and chopped off the old eunuch's head to the horror of the python-robed old eunuch.

Through this battle, Ding Hai and the other man got to know some details about the old eunuch Wang Qin, and they found out that there were indeed big problems with Wang Qin's martial arts.

Practicing ghost magic in human form has a bit of the shadow of Yinshan Taoism in it.

Therefore, there should be no problem in saying that his life span is almost over, because the Yinshan Road also had this problem back then.

Wang Qin probably also figured out some of the details of Ding Hai and the other man, but there was nothing he could do. The old eunuch in the dragon robe who was fighting for his life was really scary.

If Ding Hai and his companions only focus on disguise and ignore reality, they will most likely be seriously injured or even killed.

After taking off the head of the old eunuch in the dragon robe, Ding Hai and the others left the capital city which was about to be in turmoil.

In Tianjin, Ding Hai and Wu Fa, who had been recuperating at Huo Yuanjia's home for several days, were both a little confused.

In their expectation, without the Empress Dowager Cixi, the Qing court would definitely be in a big storm.

But the news we received over the past few days showed that everything was normal in the capital.

How is this going?

Not to mention other things, the commotion the two of them caused in the Forbidden City three days ago could not be covered up casually, not to mention the buildings damaged in the battle in front of the Meridian Gate.

Towards evening, Huo Yuanjia came back with the latest news for them, exhausted. After handing them the envelope that contained all the news, Huo Yuanjia began to explain.

"Master Feiyu, I have found out some information through the relationship of Divine Hand Ao Bai. It is up to you to figure out if there are any omissions."

Three days ago, when Ding Hai came to visit, he took out the head of the Queen Demon in front of Huo Yuanjia and placed it in front of Wang Wu's tomb to commemorate Wang Wu.

At first, Huo Yuanjia did not recognize that this was the head of the Demon Queen. How could he, a folk boxer, recognize the Demon Queen?

But when he returned to Tianjin, he gradually figured out some clues.

Judging from the two times I have come into contact with Ding Hai, Ding Hai is definitely not a person who acts without a purpose.

In other words, he would definitely not carry the head of a person who had died for no reason to worship Master Wang Wu at his grave.

Since the Wuxu Year, the person to whom Wang Wuye felt the deepest hostility was none other than the Empress Dowager.

His death was directly or indirectly related to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

It would be fine if you didn't think about it, but if you think about it too deeply, even with Huo Yuanjia's martial arts skills, you can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that the person whose head was numbed in front of Master Wu’s grave was really that witch?
If people knew about this, all nine clan members would be beheaded, right?

Although I know in my heart that once this matter is known to others, I will be in great trouble.

But the passion in his bones had not yet cooled, making Huo Yuanjia, who had guessed the truth, extremely excited.

A common man was so angry that he stabbed the king and killed his driver just to avenge a friend. How satisfying it is to take revenge! This is the world described in The Three Heroes and Five Gallants!
Of course, no matter how excited he was, after returning to Tianjin, Huo Yuanjia immediately found an excuse to give the servants in his house a long holiday to avoid gossips and avoid revealing the whereabouts of Ding Hai and the others.

He has extensive connections in Tianjin and doesn't want his nine clans to play Candy Crush with him.

In fact, what Huo Yuanjia didn't know was that when Ding Hai and the other man broke into the Forbidden City at night, they both used secret methods to change their bodies and appearances.

Even the thunder magic that they were most proficient in was changed to the Five Demonic Thunders that apparently had nothing to do with them.

Even the grey-robed old eunuch Wang Qin, who had formed an alliance with them, could only roughly guess their origins but did not know their specific identities.

In the Huo family study, Ding Hai took the envelope handed to him by Huo Yuanjia, took out the letter and started reading it.

There was not much useful information on the letter, but as an insider, by connecting all the information from above and below, he was able to roughly piece together what happened after he and Zhang Zhiwei left the capital.

The old eunuch Wang Qin did not announce the death of the evil queen to the public, but directly blocked the Forbidden City for a day on the pretext that an assassin was trying to kill the king.

Taking advantage of the free time of the day, he dealt with all the disobedient people in the Forbidden City, and then used a secret method to create a fake empress dowager to stabilize the current situation.

Regarding what happened that night, many people know that someone broke into the Forbidden City at night to assassinate the Demon Queen, but how far the assassination went and whether the Demon Queen was dead or not is not known to most people.

Therefore, as long as the palace guards and most of the servants around the evil queen can be controlled, it is not impossible to create a fake queen dowager to replace the evil queen.

Knowing that the martial arts practiced by the old eunuch Wang Qin had some influence on Yinshan Taoism, Ding Kai roughly guessed what he was going to do.

The Yinshan Dao's skills, on the surface, were the 72 evil methods that were widely circulated at the time, but in fact they had only one purpose, which was to use luck to practice.

No, it should be the practice of seizing luck.

Therefore, they would confront Ming Ting during his heyday, because the environment they were in at the time was no longer sufficient for them to plunder enough fortune to rapidly improve their cultivation level.

Now, whether openly or secretly, there is no master at the level of Yangshen Zhenjun in charge of Qingting.

Wang Qin was in the Forbidden City, the most core and critical place of the Qing court. If he could restrain his greed and not devour the remaining luck of the Qing court to practice, that would be a miracle.

When handing the letter to Zhang Zhiwei, Ding Hai also told Zhang Zhiwei his guess.

"The reason why things have been like this in the past few days is probably pretty much the same as you guessed." Zhang Zhiwei was born in Longhu Mountain, and he knows more about the Yinshan Road than Ding Hai.

After a little thought, he came to a conclusion that was similar to Ding Hai's.

Hearing that someone had created a fake empress dowager to replace the real demon queen, Huo Yuanjia couldn't help feeling fortunate while eating melon until his stomach was full.

As long as the fake queen mother who replaced the real evil queen does not reveal the truth, no one will ever question the origin of the head in front of Master Wang Wu's grave.

In this way, the Huo family would not have to worry about being caught by the Qing court and having all nine generations of the family executed one day.

After finding out why the big storm they had expected did not occur, Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei left the Huo family and prepared to go their separate ways.

When Ding Hai heard the news about Wang Wu, he hurried north.

There are an old man and a child at home waiting for him to return to Maoshan to report safety.

Zhang Zhiwei was in a similar situation. He had a senior brother who had already become a master and joined the boxing group like Wang Wu, wanting to support the Qing Dynasty and destroy the foreigners.

As a result, he was betrayed by the Qing court and ended up with the same fate as Wang Wu.

After hearing the news, he sneaked down from the back mountain of the Tianshi Mansion and came to the capital alone to avenge his senior brother.

At this time, he was worrying about how to explain to his master, the contemporary old Taoist priest, when he returned. But just as they stepped out of the Huo family's gate, Zhongdeng, who had once made Ding Hai grit his teeth, blocked their way.

Looking at the River God holding a pipe, Ding Hai asked unhappily, "River God, how did you know I was at the Huo family?"

"Master Feiyu, you have a great reputation in our Tianjin underworld." The old river god smiled and played dumb, refusing to tell how he knew Ding Hai's whereabouts.

In fact, even without the old river god telling him, Ding Hai could guess it himself.

When he and Zhang Zhiwei visited Huo Yuanjia three days ago, they did not deliberately conceal their figures, and many people in Tianjin saw him enter the Huo family.

It is normal for one or two people in the underworld to inform the old river god that he is in Tianjin again.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just talk about it." Ding Hai, who has always been bothered by the nickname "Thunder Hand", did not have a friendly attitude.

Although the Old River God didn't know why Ding Hai didn't like the domineering nickname of Thunder Hand, he also knew that because of this nickname, his favorability in front of Ding Hai had long been reduced to zero.

So, facing Ding Hai's bad attitude, he still responded with a smile. There was nothing he could do, because he came here to beg for help.

"Master Feiyu, isn't it a coincidence that a friend of mine lives in a Taoist temple called Qingyun Temple, which has the same name as your temple.

No, after hearing about your and your deeds from me, he began to admire you two and wanted to invite you to his Taoist temple to discuss scriptures and profound theories."

Looking at the old river god in front of him, whose face was about to wrinkle with laughter, Ding Hai frowned: "If you need help, just say it directly. Who are you trying to show by beating around the bush?"

Although he disliked the River God who ruined his reputation, Ding Hai still felt grateful to him in his heart.

He was able to make a name for himself in Tianjin thanks to the great contribution of the river god Zhongdeng.

Therefore, if he really needs help, Ding Hai will have to lend a hand no matter what.

Of course, brothers should settle accounts clearly. Even if silver dollars and the like are of little use to him, Ding Hai will still follow the old rules and make a big profit from the person behind him.

Hearing Ding Hai's impolite tone, the River God did not feel uncomfortable but relieved. Taoist Feiyu still remembered the old times.

"I have a Taoist friend in Langfang who has been in some trouble recently. I would like to ask for help from the master to break the calamity." After finding out Ding Hai's attitude towards him, the River God stopped pretending immediately.

"The Qingyun Temple near Wen County?" They were both in the same martial arts world in Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei, and the name of the Taoist temple was exactly the same. How could Ding Hai not know this Taoist? "I remember that the founder of this Taoist temple was from the Changming School in the Tang Dynasty. He had real skills passed down. Why would he ask you to help find someone to break the calamity?"

Ding Hai was really puzzled. Although Zhongdeng, the river god, looked like a decent person in Tianjin, it was mainly because of his status as a member of the Canal Merchants Association and a local boss.

He does have some skills, but they are not systematic.

He can deal with ordinary monsters and demons by relying on his own skills and experience and paying a certain price.

But once the matter involves demons and monsters at the Foundation Establishment Stage or above, the River God Zhongdeng will be at a loss.

People who really understand him should know that he has no access to high-level spiritual people. Instead of asking him for help, it would be better to go to the capital and give a large sum of incense money to Baiyun Temple, and ask those Taoists who only recognize the origin and not the fate to come out.

"Aren't these all friends?" The River God glanced at Zhang Zhiwei next to Ding Hai as he spoke.

Some secrets may not be a big problem if told to a friend like Ding Hai, but it would be bad if they were heard by an outsider like Zhang Zhiwei.

Ding Hai understood the River God's implicit signal, but he pretended not to understand.

Although they had only known each other for a few days, he had already noticed that Da Zhang, the most talented of the two, was a fun-loving person. If he was not so familiar with him, he would probably be a chatterbox.

It is obvious that there is something to eat at this time, so how could Da Zhang just leave obediently?

Instead of letting Da Zhang leave openly and eavesdropping on what's going on here, it would be better to just let him stand here and finish eating the melon.

Also, Mr. Huo, the great hero from Tianjin who is hiding behind the gate of Huo’s house, half of your body is almost sticking out of the door. Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable for you to just stand up?
Why bother hiding behind the door pretending to be serious and attracting gossip for nothing?

Seeing that Ding Hai ignored his hint and was unwilling to drive Zhang Zhiwei away, the River God thought for a moment and felt that it would not be a big problem to bring one more person to share his friend's secret.

Mainly, he was afraid that Ding Hai, who had finally found his life-saving straw, would simply quit because of his nagging. Wouldn't that mean his friend would be doomed?

"The Taoist temple where my friend works had an extremely gifted evil demon from the previous generation. He went around plundering the essence of living people for cultivation.

In order to clear the door and get back to the source, my friend's master led all his disciples in a desperate fight with the monster.

In that battle, although my friend's masters and uncles won, most of them died in that battle.

As a result, although my friend's Taoist temple still has its heritage, there is no one to teach, and their position in the spiritual world is declining day by day."

Wait, after listening to the words of the River God, the memory of Ding Hai's death began to come back to life.

Did he seem to have heard this story from there?

The image of a girl with a lolita face and a mature woman's body gradually emerged in Ding Hai's mind.

When he inquired about the Qingyun Temple in Wen County, he only learned some basic information, such as sects, inheritance, etc., and he really didn't care about the past experiences of this Qingyun Temple.

Ding Hai wanted to confirm with the river god Zhong Deng whether he was mistaken: "What disaster did your friend encounter?"

“Back then, in order to guide his misguided apprentice back to the right path, my friend’s master subdued his uncle but did not kill him. Instead, he found a place to seal him up.

Who could have imagined that the world is developing so fast now? The wilderness where his uncle was sealed away is now almost covered by towns.

Recently, a powerful family has set their eyes on the wasteland that sealed my friend's uncle-in-law, and wants to build a big house on it.

That person was extremely powerful at the time, and my friend couldn't afford to offend him, but he didn't have the ability to move the sealed place, so he asked me to find an expert to help break the calamity.

So, I immediately thought of you, Taoist Feiyu, a great master. "The old river god's last words were so sincere and heartfelt.

But Ding Hai on the other side almost sneered after hearing this. He has been wandering around in the south recently and did not leave his contact information to Zhongdeng, the river god, before leaving.

If Zhong Deng hadn't happened to know that he was a guest at Huo Yuanjia's house recently, there was no way he would have thought of him.

However, through the narration of the river god, Ding Hai roughly sorted out his memory of his death and remembered the general circumstances of the matter.

To be honest, he became interested.

　The second chapter of the 15th, when I was halfway through writing it, my train of thought suddenly ran out. I have been working on it until now and finally finished it. This chapter does not take up any part of today's update, so I shamelessly beg for all kinds of votes.

　　
　
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