Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

  Chapter 51 Stirring a Pond of Spring Water

  My family knows my own affairs, and Duge has done far more than Gao Yong and others imagined.

  Throughout the ages, there has never been an inherent old force willing to witness the rise of a new emerging force.

  The cake is that big, and the rise of emerging forces will inevitably shake their interests.

   Besides, Duge still stepped on their faces and poached their corners, which no one would tolerate.

  Justice and morality?

   It is not the person with the big fist who has the final say.

  If Duge is the only one, the problem Gao Yong and others are worried about is indeed a problem. No matter how strong one's personal force is, it cannot fight against the whole world.

  Dug can kill one or two masters, but that's all. Once the three schools and five sects react, he can't protect the peacekeeping gang alone.

   Once the peacekeeping gang is disbanded, Luyang City will be in chaos. At that time, his basic disk will be shattered and his personal attributes will drop.

   But with Feng Zhong, it's different. Right and wrong tongues can perfectly muddy the waters of the entire rivers and lakes, making it impossible for the three sects and five factions to deal with him.

  Dug firmly believed that if he was given enough time, he would have a chance to defeat each of the three sects and five sects.

  As long as the peacekeeping gang swallows the assets of one or two large sects, no one in this world can shake his position.

  So, as soon as Luyang City was stabilized, Du Ge instructed Feng Zhong to write many letters spreading rumors and sent them to various sects.

  …

   "The Snow Mountain Sect and the Xuedao Sect intend to attack the Central Plains and seize the legacy of the Martial Saints. The Emei Sect may be the inner ghost."

   "The unnamed ancestor of the Taishan School fell to Huashan, and it was suspected that he left behind a copy of the "Returning Bird Sword Art", which was accidentally picked up by the leader of the Huashan School."

   "The second disciple of the Kunlun School discovered mysterious inscriptions in the scripture cave. The contents of the inscriptions were left by old man Cangyun of Kunlun, claiming to have broken the world's martial arts."

   "The eldest son of the leader of the Qingjiao Sect and the leader of the Beggars Sect look alike, and he is suspected to be the illegitimate son of Xie Lin, the leader of the Beggars Sect."

   "There are thousands of years of blood ginseng in Jinding of the Emei School, and eating it can increase the power of a hundred years."

   "Tong Shihong of the Shenquan sect was a guest at Qiao's house, and the "Thirty-six Styles of Flowers" along with him, hidden in the cracks are the unique "Yin and Yang Scriptures" that Wu Shengqiao and he comprehended in his later years..."

  …

   Open your mouth to spread rumors, but run away to refute them.

  In the past, when these out-of-the-box rumors spread, at most people laughed it off, and they couldn't even turn a wave.

  But with the blessing of Feng Zhong's right and wrong tongue, as long as the information disseminated by him is received by the person concerned, they will definitely go to verify it.

  Feng Zhong was also very happy to spread rumors. After sending out the letter, he happily waited for the income every day.

  Like Wang San, he also feels that meeting Feng Qi is the greatest blessing. It is indeed very concealed to use this keyword, but it is not easy to succeed.

   After all, once the major forces in the world successfully refute the rumors, they will inevitably investigate him as the rumor maker.

   It's as if he told the truth about the Feng family and the Iron Palm Gang, and ran away immediately.

  Both parties who have been sowed by him, no matter who benefits or suffers, will think of him as the instigator.

   Moreover, the tongue of right and wrong needs him to spread it himself, and writing letters and publishing announcements is already the safest way.

If he really wanted to provoke him face to face, he might have been detained at that time, and writing letters would not stand up to investigation at all, but it would be different with Feng Qi's protection, even if he turned the world upside down, there would be no danger .

  The sky fell and Feng Qi stood in front of him. If Feng Qi didn't die, he would have nothing to worry about.

  …

   After sending away Gao Yong and others, Duge, the three sources of evil, entered a leisurely time to enjoy life, drinking tea, practicing kung fu, checking the demons around him, and quietly waiting for the chaos in the world.

  In ancient times, carriages and horses were slow and distances were long, so it took a certain amount of time for information to ferment and disseminate.

  …

   Two days later.

   Luyang City.

Qiu Muqian was wearing ordinary coarse clothes, and was eating noodles with an ordinary-looking old man at a stall on the side of the road. She obviously had no appetite, so she picked up a few noodles and put them back before they were in her mouth. Looking left and right, brows tightened.

She successfully invited Tong Shihong over, but the situation after returning to Luyang City was obviously different from what she had imagined. She didn't understand why Feng Qi had done so many things in just three days. Not to mention my younger brother was taken captive, even Taotie came out.

"Muqian, calm down. Once your mind is disturbed, you can't do anything." The old man on the opposite side savored the bowl of ordinary noodles and said slowly, "When eating noodles, martial arts practitioners must always ensure their health. physical strength."

   "Yes." Qiu Muqian responded, lowered her head to eat a few mouthfuls of noodles, and then couldn't help raising her head, "Uncle Tong, aren't you angry at all? Feng Qi killed Mr. He!"

"The person who killed me poured a basin of dirty water on my face. Of course I am angry." Tong Shihong, like a simple old farmer, mixed the noodles and marinade with chopsticks, "But the more angry you are, the less messy you are. Know yourself and your enemy." , A hundred battles are never lost, whether it is threats or temptations, Feng Qi has gained such a great reputation in just a few days, which is enough to prove that he is more powerful than you said. To deal with such a person, once you are in a hurry, you will fail. Far."

Looking at Qiu Muqian who was in a daze, he smiled and simply put down his chopsticks: "Muqian, think about it carefully, when Feng Qi pointed his sword at your father, there was really no way for you group to rescue your father Is it? At that time, Feng Qi should not have murderous intentions, otherwise, your father would not be alive now."

   "..." Qiu Muqian was stunned.

"At that time, when you saw Yuen Long being pointed at with a sword, all of you lost your senses, so you stepped into Feng Qi's rhythm step by step." Tong Shihong said, "Finally reached the point where we are now out of control. At this point, a successful warrior depends not only on fists, but also on wisdom."

  Qiu Muqian's complexion changed several times, and she sighed: "Uncle Tong taught me that."

"Before this, there has never been such a thing as a demon in the world. They do things unreasonably. It is understandable that you are led by him." Tong Shihong said, "Even the old man never thought that he would Really dare to use my Divine Fist to sacrifice the flag, it's really a bit daring..."

   So, you're still mad, right?

   Just don't show it.

  Qiu Muqian looked at Tong Shihong, slandered, and asked respectfully: "Uncle Tong, Mu Qian will follow your arrangement on what to do next."

"First of all, we have to find out what Tianmo is. Feng Qi's strength seems to be growing too fast..." Tong Shihong shook his head, greeted an old man who was eating noodles next to him, and said with a smile, "Brother, our grandson is from a foreign country. Come here, I heard you say that Feng Tianmo's sword slashes Taotie, it's really interesting, why don't you come over and set up a table, and tell us the story of Feng Tianmo carefully."

Hearing the words, the old man immediately became interested, and moved over with the bowl in his hand, drank some noodle soup to moisten his throat, and then said: "This old man from out of town, this is not a story, but a real story. You are right to ask me." people.

  At that time, when Feng Tianmo cut Taotie, I was within three feet of him. That Taotie was more than five meters tall, with a sheep body and a human face, eyes in the armpit, and a **** mouth. It really sounded like a baby who was a few months old. But its speed is really fast, it flew past me with a whoosh, and the wind it brought up made my old face hurt, like being scraped by a knife..."

  The old man was talking all over the place, and when he got to the key point, he paused and said, "Brother, why do you think he runs so fast?"

   "Why?" Tong Shihong swallowed a mouthful of noodles, and acted as a joke in cooperation.

"Speaking of why it runs so fast, we have to talk about our Feng Tianmo. Taotie is also transformed by Tianmo. Its stomach is a bottomless pit. It eats people one at a time, and it grows up after eating a human body. However, it has rough skin and thick flesh, and its scales are invulnerable. You say that if you let this monster wreak havoc in Luyang City, hundreds of thousands of people in our city will have to eat it up." The old man said, "But as the saying goes Well, ordering tofu in brine is one thing. Feng Tianmo is the nemesis of this glutton, and he came to Luyang City to subdue this glutton.

Speaking of Feng Tianmo, we have to start with his two protectors. One of his protectors is called Wang San, who is born with super speed, and likes to collect the corpses of villains, and yells to stop crying, but such a demon, who is still alive, has a beautiful face ..."

Hearing him go further and further away, Tong Shihong couldn't help coughing: "Brother, I have something to do later, can we just talk about the gluttonous beheading, don't finish eating the noodles later, I've heard half of the story, and I'm not happy for no reason .”

"It's not a story, it's the truth." The old man corrected with a frown, and he waved his hand, "Forget it, let's keep it short, and just say that Feng Tianmo killed Taotie. Didn't I just say that Taotie is invulnerable to swords and guns, and Feng Tianmo entered the world only two or three times My God, where can I find the magic weapon? The sword in his hand is just an ordinary soldier, even if he is born with supernatural power, he can't break through the scales of Taotie. The sword slashed on Taotie's body, sparks burst out, and the sword was cut off. Taotie's skin is not broken. But Taotie has to be killed, guess what method Feng Tianmo used?"

   "What method?" Tong Shihong asked.

"It's still Feng Tianmo, who circled around Taotie a few times, and with just one turn of his eyes, there is a solution. No matter how hard Taotie's body is, he still has to eat and shit, and his leather swallows are also soft!" The old man baldly took a mouthful of noodles. , his eyes became brighter and brighter, "Feng Tianmo made a quick decision, took advantage of Taotie's inattention, walked around behind it, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed forward fiercely, it was as fast as lightning, with a puff, the three-foot long sword, It's all stuck in.

You don't know that Taotie screamed so badly, the old man was watching at the time, when Feng Tianmo pulled out his sword, all the yellow and red ones came out, tsk tsk, how about Taotie running so fast at that time, you Pi Yanzi was stabbed, so he had to run so fast..."

  Tong Shihong's face changed suddenly, and he choked in his throat, neither swallowing nor spitting it out. He had heard a lot about sword beheading Taotie along the way, but he had no idea that Taotie was beheaded like this.

"Didn't expect it!" Seeing the effect, the old man laughed triumphantly, "No one would have thought of that. But you didn't see that Taotie's life was hard, and he didn't stab him with a sword. Feng Tianmo chased after Taotie. After stabbing dozens of swords, tsk tsk, in the end, the blade was dyed yellow. Feng Tianmo just raised that sword and announced that he founded the Peacekeeping Gang..."

  (end of this chapter)