Chapter 534 With the Force of a Thunderbolt

When the Five Fiends wreaked havoc, they severely damaged the blessings of Ming Prefecture, destroyed five spiritual treasure lands, and refined them into inauspicious objects.

Later, although Hu Ma took charge, invited the Zhenchui Prefecture, and beheaded the Five Fiend Gods, he did not let the Five Fiend Envoys go, and chased them all to death, but those spiritual treasures that had been transformed into evil could never be refined back.

Of these five blessed eyes, all those that had reached the level of transformation produced treasures, a total of four. One fell into the hands of Miss White Wine, one fell into the hands of Seventh Grandmother, and the other two fell into the hands of Sweet Potato Wine.

Now, the thing she put in the well was precisely the inauspicious object refined from the blessed treasure. It was originally a golden carp in the stream. Living here would allow the surrounding people who drank the water to be free from all diseases and feel happy. Even the most ordinary village would be a small paradise.

However, the blessed treasure turned into evil produced a completely opposite ability.

To some extent, Hu Ma, who instructed Sweet Potato Wine to do something to stir up Ming Prefecture City, did not expect that Sweet Potato Wine would handle things on such a large scale.

Moreover, she was so willing to invest so much directly...

Don't normal people only use their ultimate moves when they encounter a life-or-death situation? You'll use it when you're clearing out small monsters?

...

But after realizing Sweet Potato Wine's methods, Hu Ma's heart moved slightly. Suddenly, following this golden carp evil, he thought of a few possibilities, and hurriedly took a few steps, facing the direction of Old Yin Mountain in the south, and respectfully bowed.

He silently recited in his mouth, "Senior Mountain Lord, I am a mere mortal, with blocked ears and eyes. Please ask Senior Mountain Lord to help me again and borrow a wisp of wind to listen..."

During the recitation, he took out an incense stick from his sleeve and lit it with a fire starter. Before long, a gust of wind suddenly blew over from Old Yin Mountain, scattering the smoke from the incense.

Hu Ma tilted his ears and listened carefully to the wind. Vaguely, he heard the sounds of fighting and shouting, smelling a bloody smell, not very strong, but among them were sounds of encouragement and excitement, and the sound of drums rumbling, echoing.

After a while, he raised his head, his face full of surprise: "Sure enough..."

Yang Gong, this kid, has really made a big profit. This is a bargain that he didn't even calculate in advance...

Sweet Potato Wine is willing to invest in her work, using the golden carp evil to shroud the entire city of Ming Prefecture, but maybe she herself doesn't know that the evil she has cast is not only shrouding the city of Ming Prefecture...

This evil was originally born from the water vein, and it was also emitted from the water vein. The evil energy breeds and affects everyone related to this water vein, not only the people in the city who have been drinking this water for generations, but also everyone who has ever drunk the water from this water vein.

This also means that the soldiers that the Truth Sect recruited from Ming Prefecture and its surrounding areas have mostly been affected by this evil.

This kind of evil energy can only be resisted by one's own fate, blessings, and Dao practice. Furthermore, the further away, the weaker the influence. Those soldiers only left Ming Prefecture City a few days ago, and are still within Ming Prefecture, so naturally they cannot escape the influence of this evil...

Now Yang Gong has already received the help of the Golden and Silver Babies, and has also been influenced by Zhou Datong. Moreover, he took advantage of the victory to leave the mountain, and his momentum is quite strong. More and more capable people have gathered around him.

The Truth Sect's soldiers are already weak, and they are also affected by this. How can they stop him?

Thinking of this, he had a good idea of what to do here, and immediately turned back. He saw that Steward Xu had hastily eaten a few mouthfuls of rice and was urging where the horses were, eager to go into the mountains to return to his hometown to avoid disaster.

Hu Ma smiled and walked over, cupping his hands and said with a smile, "Uncle Xu, you are confused..."

"I know you are anxious and want to go to the mountains to avoid disaster, but instead of abandoning your status and status in the Red Lantern Society and running away from the family business you have acquired in Zhumen Town, why not just move the mountain to Zhumen Town?"

"..."

This sudden sentence stunned Steward Xu. After a long while, he stared at Hu Ma with a strange expression and said, "I haven't been confused by being frightened like this. You are safe and sound here, but you are more confused than me?"

"You're talking nonsense. How can you move a mountain? Do you know the art of moving mountains?"

"..."

Hu Ma smiled and said, "I don't know how to move mountains, but the mountain may not be able to come. Now, isn't there someone in Old Yin Mountain who is killing his way out?"

"You're talking about the grain bandits?"

When Steward Xu heard this, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "What can a bunch of farmers in the mountains accomplish?"

"You don't know yet, the Truth Sect is supported by the noble gentlemen in the city. Those families have deep foundations and what abilities. I know them best. Those people in the mountains have no roots or grounds, and they can't accomplish anything. Rather than joining them, I might as well join the Truth Sect."

"..."

Hearing Steward Xu's words, Hu Ma didn't feel surprised. Most of the capable people in Ming Prefecture don't have a good opinion of Yang Gong. This is also why it is difficult for him to recruit capable people to use for himself.

Of course, the Truth Sect is from outside, and has been unlucky recently, so it can't recruit anyone either.

But before coming to deliver the message, he had already thought of an idea, so he smiled at Steward Xu and said, "Hehe, Uncle Xu, you are a Steward of the Red Lantern Society, but your news is not very well-informed..."

"Do you know who the Grain Protection General who came out of the mountain is?"

"It was Yang Gong, the former Red Lantern Society's Red Incense Disciple, who used to eat and drink with us at the same table more than once. Since the last time he eliminated bandits in the Qing Stone Town area, he has become famous. In just one year, he has developed a remarkable atmosphere in the mountains."

"Now he is leading an army of 100,000 Grain Protectors, and is coming out of the mountains, defeating the Truth Sect's soldiers. If he leads his army to Zhumen Town, what can the Truth Sect do?"

"If one day, he directly enters Ming Prefecture City, what can the noble gentlemen and the yamen runners do?"

"..."

"Ah?"

Steward Xu really didn't know about Yang Gong before. After all, things happened suddenly. Now, after hearing Hu Ma's explanation, he was stunned and lost his voice: "How is that possible? That kid used to go to the brothel to find women, but he wouldn't pay, saying it was a waste of money..."

"...You can't talk nonsense about that."

Hu Ma hurriedly reminded Steward Xu: "He is very powerful now. When he sees me, he can brag about what happened in the room three times."

"Moreover, Uncle Xu, don't disbelieve me. Everyone has their own destiny. The Red Incense Disciples who drank together in the past have really gained momentum now. And to be honest with you, I also have noble people pointing me..."

"Don't look at the fact that the Grain Protection Army has only just left the mountain, but their momentum is fierce. The Truth Sect's soldiers can't stop them."

"Of course, he still lacks some heat now, but if you can take this opportunity to connect him with the Red Lantern Society, then when he enters the city, your credit..."

"..."

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers together. He didn't say the following words, but Steward Xu couldn't possibly not understand.

Sure enough, Steward Xu, who was still sweating profusely and wanted to go to the mountains, now had his eyes darting around, tangled and uncertain. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at Hu Ma: "You kid, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"...Does he really have an army of 100,000?"

"..."

Hu Ma hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's a bit of an exaggeration to say 100,000, but...there are always 3,000, right?"

"Three thousand..."

Steward Xu subconsciously wanted to glare, but after thinking about it, he whispered: "Three thousand young and strong men? In our Ming Prefecture, that's actually not a small number..."

Hu Ma nodded and said, "Yes, there are enough soldiers and food. The key is that the momentum is fierce. Didn't you see how troubled the Truth Sect is? That's because they can't suppress him."

"Hiss..."

He was immediately made hesitant. He quickly thought about it and knew that if he escaped, the identity that the Red Lantern Society had worked so hard for so many years would not be retained. But if things were as Hu Ma said, then it would be a different situation...

Suddenly, he made up his mind, stomped his feet, and said to Hu Ma: "You kid, although you are not old, I believe you. I have been watching you since you joined the society. In just a few years, you have climbed to where you are now. Not to mention how smart you are, just your luck is unmatched by others."

"This time, I will listen to you."

"Not only me, since we are going to do things, let's call a few old buddies. We have many good friends in the various villages of the Red Lantern Society. They are all people I usually take the benefits of the Red Lantern Goddess and raise for myself..."

"..."

As he spoke, he actually first arranged for his old servant to take his concubine, who had quite a bit of beauty, back to his old home in the mountains to take refuge. He himself burned incense to summon the ghost and then rushed to send messages to various places.

Hu Ma was thinking on the side, also quite gratified. When Brother Erguotou left Ming Prefecture, he also told himself to take care of the Red Lantern Society.

Now it seems that he has tried his best, at least he has taken care of it for him...

So he simply came back and shouted to Li Wa Zi and others: "Pack up your things, pull out all the horses in the stables, put on your new robes, let's go to Zhumen Town to show our loyalty to our Red Lantern Goddess!"

His mood was unspeakably good. After all, Sweet Melon Sister did a beautiful job. The excitement he had been looking forward to had now been directly delivered by her, wasn't it?

...

...

In Zhumen Town, after a day of commotion, except for the Left Protector and a few Red Incense Disciples, almost all the ordinary White Incense Disciples who could not see the situation had run away.

Even those who stayed were waiting anxiously. Originally, they thought that the Truth Sect would attack before noon on the first day, but they did not expect that they had waited for a whole day and had not seen anyone from the city come over. Instead, they heard that there was a plague and they were busy inside, unable to take care of the outside.

But it only lasted for a day before they heard the little ghost messenger report: "They're here, they're here. The people from Ming Prefecture City are all killing their way to Zhumen Town..."

Whether it was the Left Protector Shen Hongzhi or the incense burner who was guarding here, they were both shocked at the same time. They hurriedly climbed to the archway at the entrance of Zhumen Town and looked north, and they saw a rolling evil wind, already whistling and swaying, blowing straight towards the town.

Green flags fluttered in the wind, and Yin spirits cried: "Suppress the Red Lantern, eliminate the plague!"

"A mere altar god dares to poison a city. You deserve to die ten thousand times! The Heavenly Mandate General has arrived in person to destroy the temple and cut down the body!"

"..."

Facing this movement, the Left Protector Shen Hongzhi could not help but feel weak and trembling. The red lantern enshrined in the temple behind them was even more frightened and shivering, as if it was about to cry out...

(End of this chapter)