Chapter 15, Politicians and Rholy

Geng Rong was stunned for a moment and seemed to know that the bones of the man's whole body had been broken off. He praised, "What a powerful dark force!"

Fu Jiezi was still angry when he saw this man and shouted, "Let's go!" Geng Rong answered and turned around and ran away. Fu Jiezi was also not fond of fighting. Thinking that he was afraid of killing a few more people just now and just wanted to escape quickly, the people on his battlefield were naturally not afraid of killing. The key was that his identity was an envoy at this time, and these believers had no reason to die, so he was a little panicked.

The two walked around the mountain road and picked up a remote place. Geng Rong saw a red-clothed believer running very fast behind him and caught up with him. He immediately stopped and put the man to the ground with three punches and two feet, and then rushed over.

Geng Rong had recognized Fu Jiezi at this time. The two hid in the chaotic stone hill in one breath. Geng Rong suddenly hugged his fist and said, "There is a great hand..." Before he finished his words, Fu Jiezi suddenly punched him and rushed straight to Geng Rong's face. Geng Rong was also a practitioner. When he saw Fu Jiezi hitting him, he didn't want to open his fist.

Fu Jiezi hit his elbow, punch, lift, cat pounce, and punch in an instant. Geng Rong was not slow, but the next move was very difficult. Finally, the two punched each other. Fu Jie bulleted back, but Geng Rong only shook. When he was about to punch again, his arm was somehow dislocated and his chest. When it's hot, the corners of your mouth will overflow.

After Fu Jiezi hit this set, he retreated and said suspiciously, "Are you injured?" However, Geng Rong's face was as bloody, and he held his arm and shouted, "What does this mean?" Fu Jiezi said coldly, "Look at your kung fu, you are from the Hu Ben army. Who the hell are you?" Geng Rong said, "Is the great power trying me?" Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Since the great power saved Geng, Geng made it clear that Geng was ordered to investigate the Xiongnu messengers. Unfortunately, he was plotted to be ambushed."

Fu Jiezi rolled his eyes and hummed, "You are still lying." Geng Rong couldn't help but look very embarrassed and said, "Geng Hu, the brother of Geng Long, the lord of Dunhuang City, has hidden the reason for the inconvenience of the great country." Fu Jiezi had already guessed on this. He was about to speak and heard the pursuers approaching. He hurriedly said, "Go back to the post station first." He said to help him connect his arm.

Geng Hu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "The big country's hand is so powerful. I don't know if it comes from Laoshan?" Fu Jiezi didn't say anything and said, "Just now, because I wanted to explore the identity of Brother Geng, so I took a little heavy action. Please forgive me." Geng Hu wiped a touch of blood from the corners of his mouth and said, "What doesn't bother the big country is that Geng accidentally punched a fire on the back just now."

Fu Jiezi heard that he called the fire worshipers "fire", which is an extremely disrespectful statement. He knew that he and the fire worshippers must have a great grudge. Maybe it was not only because he was locked up by them, but he didn't have time to say much at this time and said, "Brother Geng has suffered internal injuries. Go to the official post first. No one there dares to mess around there."

After going down the mountain, he came to the Temple of the Sun on the only road. Fu Jiezi knew that he could stay here. After a while, he would search hard. The two of them had nowhere to hide. At this time, he could no longer care about staying and went straight out of the Sun Temple. Seeing that the Wu brothers were still guarding there, like two squatting stone lions, he quickly called them to hide them. Night returned to the post house.

Fu Jiezi saw that he had no good impression on Zorism and said, "How powerful is Zorism in the Western Regions?" Geng Hu was very angry and said, "In the past, it was said that it was a religious organization. Over the years, even the kings of the Western Regions have listened to Zorcism. Now Loulan is good. Even such a religion can form an army openly. As for what he wants to do, it's really hard to say."

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Fu Jiezi was sleepy all night and remembered that he had to visit some important people in Loulan, so he arranged Geng Hu to live and went back to his room to sleep. However, as soon as his head was attached to the pillow, two lieutenants came outside, one named Lu Ming and the other Zhao Xiong, two of this army The leader, because of the urgency of the matter today, they personally guarded it. They called Fu Jiezi and said, "Lord, a large number of fire worshippers outside surrounded the official post and said that they wanted to arrest the fugitive."

Fu Jiezi was shocked from the head of the bed and shouted, "Is there such a thing?" Zhao Xiong said, "The leader is an elderly man who wants to enter the museum to search for people." Fu Jiezi was puzzled and said secretly, "Isn't it that the matter of saving Geng Hu has been discovered by the worshipers?"

"Let's go out and have a look." Fu Jiezi put on his coat and strode out.

There are at least 200 believers outside, all dressed in red, all with knives, and more than 20 believers holding a blue flame in their hands, which look at the post hall tightly. The first is the elder of Lingquan. What Fu Jiezi pays most attention to is the strange tokens in his hand, with wide and narrow corners on his head. , it is not gold, silver, copper and iron, nor is it clay and fire. You can't see what the material is. It is a little like the spirit card for the dead of the Han family, but there is no writing on it, but a gold-plated sacred flame pattern. The next row of curved things is thought to be Persian.

The elder of Lingquan saw Fu Jiezi and took two steps forward and said, "I visited the elder Lingquan of the great man. Please forgive me for disturbing you late at night." Fu Jiezi glanced around and said, "The elder is polite. I don't know what the elder has brought so many people to teach?"

Elder Lingquan seems to be more than 100 years old, but he is energetic. Compared with his 20th year, he is not much more panicked. After listening to it, he said, "An important prisoner in our religion escaped today and learned that he had fallen to the Han envoy, which shocked you in deep fear, so he came to arrest him late at night and asked the Han envoy. Those who agree.

Fu Jiezi thought that they must have known that they had rescued Geng Hu, but they were worried about their identity and didn't say it clearly. For a moment, his face was also a little embarrassed, but it was never negotiable to hand over Geng Hu. He said with an old face, "I'm afraid the elder is wrong. This mission is all my big man. The military and the people have never escaped from the noble religion. If there is really such a person, the elder will not work hard, and the envoy will take him out and hand him over to the elder.

Elder Lingquan's face was calm and seemed to have expected this matter. He said, "The prisoner of this religion is a little special. Maybe the messenger of the Han Dynasty doesn't know it at all. He also asked the messenger of the Han Dynasty to accommodate him. The old man entered alone and never disturb the mission?" Although Fu Jiezi did not like the fire worship, he was very respectful of the wise men of the religion such as Unan and Lingquan. At this time, he did not have the temper of soldiers and said patiently, " Elder Haihan, this is the place of the Han mission, involving the friendship of the state, which is really inconvenient for the elders to enter."

Elder Lingquan laughed and said, "Why do the messengers of the Han Dynasty need to be so stubborn? If the prisoners of this religion fall outside, they will bring great danger to the messengers of the Han Dynasty. If the messengers don't think about themselves, they have to think about others."

Fu Jiezi still shook his head. The fire worshipers below were impatient and shouted incomprehensible words. Moreover, Elder Lingquan just laughed and did not restrain him. The generals under Fu Jiezi's command were strictly trained by him. No one dared to talk randomly without his permission, for fear of affecting him. Fu Jiezi couldn't help but be a little proud of the national power of the Han Dynasty. From the bodies of these soldiers, you can see the appearance of an army, which can reflect the advantages and disadvantages of a country and nation. In this way, Loulan and Persia are really not comparable to the Han Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiezi sneered and did not interrupt. He let these people scold and secretly speculated that most of these people were greeting their ancestors, but he was so angry that he never scolded about these fictitious things. Anyway, I couldn't understand.

Although the Wu brothers didn't understand, they were still much more polite to their ancestors. The two of them swung the hammer to make everyone from making noise.

Fu Jiezi can neither let them in nor leave them outside too rudely, so he has to follow the old man. He is rich and powerful and can't show cold under the eaves, and the old man is at least 120 or 30 years old. He is frozen outside at a long age to see who can consume whom.

Elder Lingquan smiled again and walked happily. He looked like a rejuvenated child. The young man was so naughty. Unexpectedly, this old Jiang Gui's nature was old and spicy, much more crazy than the young man, but without the childishness of the young man, it was replaced by a kind of wisdom. He poked his beard and smiled cunningly and said, "If the big man's messenger refuses, the old man won't leave. There are all guests passing through the door, and the messenger of the big man has to invite me, an old man, to sit in anyway.

It seemed that he was going to be a scoundrel. Fu Jiezi was really surprised. He didn't expect that the elder was very different from the one in Chang'an City. This old man was disrespectful and surprised him to play a Popi hooligan in public. However, Fu Jiezi had also sent a Xiongnu, and talked about politics while killing and arson. , also well aware of the samadhi.

Politics and hooligans are often born by a mother.

Fu Jiezi also laughed and ordered Lu Ming, "Go and move a chair out to sit down with the old gentleman. Don't neglect to prepare drinks." After saying that, he smiled coldly and said, "Don't blame the elder. It's okay to prepare some drinks for a while. It's atonement to the elder."

Elder Lingquan was a little surprised when he said this, and he secretly scolded himself, "Good boy, there are some tricks!" But he smiled tremly and said, "I'm a little embarrassed to let the big man's messenger bother so much." Fu Jiezi smiled and said, "The elder is polite. There is no respect for some drinks." Elder Lingquan laughed and said, "The messenger of the big man is too modest. More than two hundred of me are spinning in this poor mountain and evil water all day long. It's really a great blessing to get a glass of water wine from the messenger of the big man. Haha, it's a great blessing..."

"Ah? More than 200?" Fu Jiezi suffered a sullen loss. He originally said that he would symbolically send a cup of tea to the elder of Lingquan, just like sending a begzi. Unexpectedly, this word became that he entertained more than 200 people in the old man's mouth. He secretly scolded, "Old boy, how dare you still want to rub me. You are cruel!" Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "It should be, it should be..."

Before Fu Jiezi finished his words, an idea suddenly came up in his heart and suddenly exclaimed secretly, "Not good! "I'm tricked."