Wancheng.

In Taiping Dao's largest monastery, hundreds of people gathered together to chant sutras and do exercises, which made the practitioners of Taiping Dao feel like shepherding lambs.

Incense was lingering, and curls of green smoke flew out from the hall of the dojo.

Permeated in the surrounding streets and alleys.

Passers-by seemed to be frightened and overwhelmed by the smell of incense.

They unconsciously reduced their voices.

As they were walking back and forth, they couldn't help but look in the direction of Taiping Dao's dojo. Most of their words were discussing whether Taiping Dao was useful or not.

Taiping Road is not in a hurry either.

They no longer need to preach at all.

This kind of pomp alone is enough to attract the attention of a large number of people.

And getting a lot of attention is their goal.

In today's world, the comparison is not about who is better, but who is worse.

No matter how bad Taipingdao is, they will still use talisman water to fool them.

After all, this is much more impressive than the unabashed occupation and plunder of the landowners.

Moreover, the epidemic is prevalent.

How can an already poor person afford a doctor?

After drinking a bowl of talisman water, they can become the most devout Taiping Tao believers.

At this time, behind the main hall where hundreds of people had gathered, it was a place that could only be accessed by the senior officials of the Taiping Dao Qushuai.

The place didn't look out of the ordinary from the outside.

But the internal specifications are truly luxurious.

There are all kinds of things here that ordinary people can't even imagine.

Even among the aristocratic families and powerful families in Wancheng, many of them cannot be compared with this place.

Zhang Mancheng, Sun Xia, Zhao Hong and others were sitting on their knees in the luxurious hall.

There are various fresh fruits and delicacies placed on the table in front of you.

It's just that they obviously had no idea about these things in front of them.

This kind of thing is called "offering" by those in Taiping Dao.

Even if you don’t eat it, you must have it at all times.

And from the moment these "offerings" are brought up, they no longer belong to ordinary people.

Even if we retreat, they will all be dumped and no one will be allowed to eat.

To show the difference between gods and customs, and the order of superiority and inferiority.

In the main hall, the leader was naturally Zhang Mancheng.

His head is wrapped in a Gebu scarf, he has a beard, a square face, a slightly larger nose, and slightly protruding eyes, like fish bubbles.

The temples on both sides are slightly bulging, and they don't look like they are immortal, but more sinister.

He doesn't look like a preacher, but more like a fierce god who protects the Tao.

He looked very ugly at this time.

His eyes fell on the empty table, but still full of "offerings".

That should be Han Zhong's location, but Han Zhong has not appeared for several days.

"You don't know where Han Zhong has been these days?"

Zhang Mancheng frowned.

What he asked was nonsense, but even nonsense was useful at times like this.

Even if others don't know, can they still know?

Han Zhong was so angry that day that he led dozens of riders and charged through Wancheng with full momentum toward the so-called Xiaofang Village.

Then there is no more.

Within a few days, Han Zhong seemed to have disappeared from the world and never came back.

No matter how you say it, he is still a handsome man on Taiping Road!

Moreover, the commotion that day was so big that even the county magistrate was almost alerted.

Zhang Mancheng just pointed at Han Zhong's nose and scolded him.

On the day Han Zhong left, Zhang Mancheng and the others had no reaction.

On the second day, they sent people out to Xiaofang Village to see what was going on.

They didn't know what was going on with Han Zhong.

There is no reason to get angry with them for no reason.

Originally, I wanted to wait until Han Zhong vented his anger and then have a good talk with him when he came back. I was afraid there might be some misunderstanding.

Zhang Mancheng didn't want to make this matter too big.

A small square village, if you slaughter it, it will be slaughtered.

If it spreads too widely, it would really not look good.

He sent people to Xiaofang Village with the idea of ​​persuading Han Zhong to come back.

But who would have thought that after the man went to Xiaofang Village to investigate, what he came back to report to Zhang Mancheng was a result that he had not expected at all.

Xiaofang Village is okay!

Han Zhong is missing!

This is strange.

Zhang Mancheng feels that he is not stupid, so Han Zhong is certainly not stupid either.

He ran out so aggressively, took dozens of elites with him, and went to Xiaofang Village without saying anything, but in the end he didn't even hurt a hair in Xiaofang Village?

Just kidding!

Is there really any force in Xiaofang Village that can stop Han Zhong and the dozens of elites under him?

Zhang Mancheng never believed that if they fought against each other, there would be no trace of it.

Just as they didn't understand the situation here, they were going to send people to find out the real situation in Xiaofang Village.

He Jin came.

He Jin's arrival immediately caused chaos in Wancheng.

Of course, the bowl of sacred water contributed by Taiping Dao was indispensable.

Because of that thing, the governor Chu Gong in the governor's mansion was extremely dissatisfied with these people, but now he has found something.

A series of reprimands and sanctions locked Zhang Mancheng and others in place.

No one dared to make the slightest move.

That is to say, to this day, they still cannot fully grasp what happened in Xiaofang Village.

It is even more impossible to find where Han Zhong went.

Now if they want to find Han Zhong, the last clue they can use is Xiaofang Village.

Fortunately, He Jin's illness quickly stabilized, and Chu Gong's fire finally came to an end with the persuasion of a group of bribed county officials in the governor's office.

Now seeing that the situation in Wancheng is beginning to stabilize again, with Han Zhong still not showing up after so many days, Zhang Mancheng is also anxious.

Zhang Mancheng asked this question.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was tense.

Zhao Hong lowered his eyebrows and looked like an honest farmer.

He didn't say a word, it was as if the old god didn't hear what Zhang Mancheng said at all.

But everyone knows that the personal relationship between Zhao Hong and Han Zhong is not good, and there are many conflicts between them.

Speaking of which, Zhao Hong wished that Han Zhong would die immediately, so how could he express any opinions on such a matter?

On the other hand, Sun Xia was a full-blooded ranger at first glance.

People like him are born with the word "loyalty" engraved on their faces.

If his qualifications were not too low, I am afraid that apart from Zhang Mancheng, he is the one who can win people's hearts in Nanyang Taiping Road.

He looked at Zhang Mancheng and said without hesitation: "There is no news about Han Qushuai. Now the only place we can go to is Xiaofang Village. I am willing to lead everyone to Xiaofang Village to explore!"

Zhang Mancheng refused.
To be continued...