Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 546 Find a new way
Tingyu Pavilion at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

An energetic old man looked at the high-definition screen in the room which was divided into thousands of screens, and the pipe in his hand turned red and white.

Through the misty smoke, you can see pictures from all over the world displayed in different blocks, including a strong warrior standing under a huge waterfall in the deep mountains to train himself; a young Taoist priest looking at the morning light and breathing in purple air; a bald giant naked and wandering freely in the Tianshan Ice Lake; a solemn monk who was hit by a bell hammer and made a sound of Da Lu; a heavyweight boxer who was exposed to unknown radiation and had benign muscle and bone deformities.
"Someone unexpected?"

Hearing the voice coming from the other end of the phone, the old man frowned, as if he had thought of something. He lightly tapped the mercury-wire pipe in his hand, and the three image blocks in the center of the giant screen suddenly enlarged.
In addition to Qin Huai, who was frozen into an ice stick and lying in an ice coffin and detained in a hard prison in Hong Kong Island, there was also a monk and a young man on the giant screen.

It was the Yamafu Walker who participated in the [Eighty-one Fights] with Qin Huai this time, Dan, a disciple of Takong Temple, and Zhou Yao, a reserve soldier of the Three-Eyed Global.

Dan, dressed simply, was seen sitting cross-legged in an extremely majestic hall. In front of him was a chessboard with black and white dragons fighting on it. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a crew cut, also dressed in white with a crescent moon emblem on his forehead. The inky black chess pieces were moving between his fingers like swimming dragons.

In the screen block next to the two men, Zhou Yao was wearing a tight vest and fighting against a muscular man wearing a Rakshasa evil god mask in the boxing ring. His fists as dense as raindrops set off continuous whistling sounds, but had little effect and could not break the man's strong internal energy that was like substance.

"The targets who might participate in the real fighting this time are basically under the surveillance of the Zhulong satellite. How could an unexpected person suddenly appear?"

After confirming the status of several high-level targets, the old man finally spoke, asking his sixth son on the other end of the phone with some doubt.

"It's the little great-aunt from the Hundred Flower Valley. I don't know why she got involved. She's accompanied by three resurrected dead. At this point, shouldn't she be accompanying my great-grandmother to take care of the immortal flowers in Langyuan as usual?"

Hearing the words "Hundred Flower Valley", the old man who had been keeping an eye on the overall situation and grasping the situation could not help but change his expression. However, when he heard that there were heroes following her, his slightly nervous expression relaxed again: "Yu'er, you and Yao'er must stabilize this little ancestor. Don't stop her from doing anything. I will go and ask the ancestor for instructions."

In the warden's office, Nangong Yu put down the phone and looked at Zhuo Yue and the other three who were trying to hide their identities in the hall. He picked up the crystal sword with its sheath on the table and hurried downstairs to stop them before they left.

"We're here, Miss Zhuo, wait a moment."

Nangong Yu led a few people through twists and turns, passing through several checkpoints to verify their identities, and finally arrived at not a standard cell in an ordinary prison, but a huge warehouse similar to a cold storage.

Nangong Yu exchanged a glance with Nangong Yao who was guarding the door, and his pupils turned slightly to Zhuo Yue who was standing behind him. His half brother looked in the direction and saw the emerald green jade necklace, and immediately understood the identity of the visitor.

"Ms. Zhuo, your relative has practiced martial arts since he was young, and his internal energy skills are quite good. He caused a lot of damage in Central, Hong Kong Island before. In order to prevent him from hurting people in prison, I froze him with solid ice. If you want to go in, there are cold-proof clothes here."

Nangong Yu opened the cabinet door, revealing neatly stacked one-piece winter clothes.

"Yes, that's it. Just put your whole body in it."

After zipping up Zhuo Yue's back and making sure there were no gaps, Nangong Yu didn't even bother to care about the remaining three people of Emperor Xin, and directly pushed open the solid and heavy steel door. The extremely cold air that froze her heart rushed out, and mottled ice crystals spread from the ground to the tables and chairs, and the air was filled with crisp crackling sounds.

"Mr. Warden, can such a low temperature really guarantee Xiaohu's safety?"

Zhuo Yue lifted her heavy legs and did not refuse Nangong Yu's kind help, and slowly walked into the space that was almost completely filled with ice crystals.

"Don't worry, the prison will not resort to lynching. We will definitely ensure his safety before sending him to the mainland for trial and sentencing."

Nangong Yu, who was also fully armed, stared at Zhuo Yue. While communicating with her through the built-in radio in his winter clothing, he pointed at the two huge black coffins in the center of the ice storage without stopping.

"Is Xiaohu's crime serious? Should he be sent to the mainland for trial?"

Zhuo Yue was quite familiar with the legal regulations in Hong Kong Island. After hearing what Nangong Yu said, she immediately asked.

"The Abnormal Human Research Center and the Hard Gold Building, which the Hong Kong government had invested heavily in building in Central, were destroyed by their uncontrolled fighting. Although the loss was not entirely caused by him alone, the social impact caused was too bad, so the mainland called me and asked me to escort them north to stand trial."

Facing Zhuo Yue's question, Nangong Yu was very patient. He did not answer it perfunctorily, but explained in detail the excuse he had thought of on the way.

"Then as Xiaohu's relatives, can we go to the mainland together to serve as jurors?"

Listening to Nangong Yu's explanation, Zhuo Yue suddenly thought of something and immediately asked tentatively.

"sure."

Nangong Yu glanced at the three illegal immigrants behind Zhuo Yue, knowing that they were probably also having trouble with how to enter the country smoothly and pass the mainland customs inspection, so he simply agreed to it and kept these unstable factors under control to prevent them from causing any trouble if they were let out.

"Is it really possible? There are only four of us. Do we need any other documents?"

Zhuo Yue was a little surprised. She really didn't expect that the warden in front of her would be so easy to talk to.

"Well, all you need is your relevant documents. As long as one of the four of you has a mainland pass, you can guarantee the other three and get a mainland jury visa through the prison."

Nangong Yu nodded and did not make things difficult for Zhuo Yue regarding the documents.

Zhuo Yue also breathed a sigh of relief. According to the original plan, after she and Di Xin and others found Qin Huai's whereabouts today, Di Xin and the other two would choose a time in the middle of the night to break into the prison and see if they could rescue Qin Huai.

Zhuo Yue will use her personal connections to prepare model resumes for several people to participate in the Magic City Fashion Show, just in case.

However, the appearance of Nangong Yu broke the ideas of several people. Even Liu Bowen, the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, who was so wise that he was almost a demon, could not understand why the warden of the prison who caught the murderer with his own hands would be so reasonable and put them into this important prison without even asking about their origins and identities.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yue glanced outside unconsciously. Nangong Yao, who had been guarding the door of the ice storage, still had his back straight, as solemn as a statue.

"Ms. Zhuo, the cold air in this ice coffin is too strong. For safety reasons, please hide behind me first."

Nangong Yu pulled out a bolt that locked the ice coffin and waved to Zhuo Yue.

"This power."

Hearing Nangong Yu's warning, Ji Fa did not retreat but moved forward, getting closer to the ice coffin, staring closely at the extremely cold air escaping from the gap.

bang~
Nangong Yu, who had seen all the actions of the few people, kept moving and soon dismantled the long metal coffin the size of a container. The side walls fell down with a loud bang, splashing countless pieces of ice.

Through the diffuse white mist, several people could see a man and a sword frozen in the crystal-like dense ice layer. Whether it was Qin Huai's slightly surprised expression or the countless mysterious patterns engraved on the Nine-Layer Thunder Sword, they were all clearly visible and lifelike.

"Okay, the visit is over. You should follow me and leave. If you want to go to the mainland to serve as a jury, please be sure to hand me the relevant documents before noon tomorrow."

After the visiting process was over, Nangong Yu didn't waste any time and quickly put the ice coffin back, and his words almost showed his intention to see the guest off.

"Excuse me, warden."

After closing the door of the ice storage and taking off her winter clothes, Zhuo Yue bowed slightly to Nangong Yu and took the meeting notice he handed back.

"Here is a list of the documents and materials required for jury duty. Miss Zhuo, please don't forget them." Nangong Yu closed the cap of the pen, threw it back into the pen holder on the table, turned around and gave Zhuo Yue a final reminder.

"No, then, Mr. Warden, goodbye."

Looking at the backs of several people following the prison guards, Nangong Yao suddenly spoke and said to Nangong Yu beside him: "The Zhenwu military aircraft has been inspected and can be set off at any time."

"Let's wait one more day. After all, it seems our little great-aunt is determined to get involved."

"What about these two ice coffins?"

"Let's transport it there first. There are fewer flights at night, so it's less likely to attract attention."

Nangong Yu raised his head and looked towards the extremely high and distant sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wudang Mountain, Tingyu Pavilion.

"Master, the ancestor has ordered me to deliver a piece of calligraphy."

After finishing his phone call with Nangong Yu, the current head of the Nangong family, Nangong Wudi, finished knocking off the ash from his cigarette and was about to go out to the mountain when he saw a capable young man with a dragon and tiger Tai Chi embroidery on the chest of his clothes rushing in hurriedly with a scroll.

"calligraphy?"

Nangong Wudi's eyes gleamed with a gleam of light, and he immediately took the scroll and unfolded it, only to find that there were only two large characters written in vigorous ink on the cloud-patterned rice paper.

"Don't worry?"

Nangong Wudi smacked his lips twice, nodded to the capable middle-aged man and said, "I understand. Thank you for your advice on behalf of my grandson."
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Po Lin Monastery on Lantau Island, not far from Hong Kong International Airport.

It was late at night and the monks had gone to bed.

In front of the tens-meter-high Temple of Heaven Buddha, a handsome young man with a white face, no beard and short hair sat cross-legged, muttering to himself as if arguing with someone. Around him were countless wooden strips engraved with the words "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita" and "Prajna Sutra Spoken by Manjushri", which vaguely formed a lotus platform.

".Amitabha."

"My soul was bewitched by the demons again, and I was trapped in the suffering of reincarnation as a human."

The young man's lips moved up and down, and there were indeed Zen words coming out. However, what was terrifying was that the huge Temple of Heaven was empty except for him.

'Hypocrisy! Full of beautiful words!'

"What's wrong with being reborn as a human being?!"

The grayish-white boiling internal energy lingered between countless wooden strips, and actually made bursts of sound by vibrating the air.

"What good is it to fall into the six realms of rebirth and sink into the three poisons? Needless to say, your return will only harm this world instead of benefit."

The young man closed his eyes, his face calm, and seemed not to care about the dirty words of the other voice.

'Bullshit! Enlightenment is empty! Becoming a Buddha is boring!'

"Are you so attached to the Buddha's land? I'll send you back to the West right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the right half of the young man's body was suddenly enveloped by the rich gray-white internal energy, and a powerful and strong palm slapped hard on the left side of the young man's heart!

"How far am I from becoming a Buddha?"

"If we had not understood the Dharma, how could you and I have fallen into such a situation?"

"It's because my cultivation is not good enough that this body cannot hold you."

The young man sighed deeply, raised his left palm lightly, caught the heavy punch that "himself" threw at him, and said without any sadness or joy.

"Pah! You only won by luck that year and trapped me. Now that you have the help of external forces, you can no longer imprison me!"

"Die, I want this body to be mine alone!"

If there were outsiders present at this moment, they would definitely be able to see that the person arguing and fighting with the young man was not someone else, but himself!

One body, two minds, one Buddha's heart and one devil's heart, which is extremely bizarre.

"You still don't understand today that good and evil, body and mind, are all from the same root. If you want to destroy me, you will only kill yourself."

"If I won once in the past, maybe I should let you take the lead now?"

"Come on, I won't argue with you."

The young man raised his left palm high, pinched the Sanskrit seal with his hand, and the golden internal energy gushed out from his fingertips. He struck his own forehead heavily with a Tathagata Palm.

"I will give this body to you, Long Ge'er. I hope you can finally achieve enlightenment on this journey."

"I'll go ahead and wait for you on the other side."

Accompanied by the sound of porcelain falling heavily to the ground and shattering, the handsome young man was wrapped in grayish-white internal energy, and the golden Buddha light dissipated in an instant, leaving no trace.

"Wait! Damn it! Who asked you to let me?!"

"I want you to use the Nine Styles of Tathagata Palm and fight me fair and square!"

Feeling the other consciousness in the body completely disappear, Long Ge'er, who was controlled by the evil will, was immediately furious and cursed: "Coward, you are cowardly and self-destructive, and you dare not fight me? Good! After you die, no one in the world can control me! I will use the Tathagata Palm - to do the opposite!"

After cursing, the evil Long Ge'er was still not satisfied. His gray-white internal energy surged and trembled, smashing the countless wooden sticks of Buddhist scriptures around him into pieces. He jumped high into the air, flew into the air at a high speed, and subconsciously flew north, heading straight for the Hong Kong Island Airport, which has the largest passenger throughput.

And right on the Lantau Link that runs from Central in Hong Kong Island to Lantau Island, two heavy trucks were carrying specially made ice coffins that were freezing cold as they sped towards Hong Kong Airport.

(End of this chapter)