I have a long pupil

Chapter 18 The Eight Gates of Heaven and Earth

In Jing'an Square, the flames in the pavilion are flickering.

More than a dozen Marquis Wu and bad people crowded into the small hall, the fire was rising, the smell of wine was overflowing from the copper pot, and the surrounding lotus leaves were filled with beef and roast chicken.

"Come, drink this cup to the brim!"

"Although this Liquan burning is cheap, but the wine is very strong, just to drive away the cold..."

"Haha, we can't afford to drink expensive ones."

A group of people were drinking and chatting, which made the air-ventilated pavilion look a bit stuffy.

Of course, some people looked worried, "We won't be punished if we watch the night and drink."

"Afraid of a bird!"

The stern-faced leader of Marquis Wu sneered and said, "It's a cold day and you keep torturing us, even if you catch the thief, it's not the master's credit."

"It's just such a small amount of money, and we have been in arrears for several months in a row. It requires us to work hard. It's a good idea!"

"Big deal, let's quit. At that time, I will introduce my brothers to the incense meeting, and we will eat delicious and spicy food together..."

"Bah, that's it!"

Someone quickly echoed, and then asked in a low voice: "Master Lu, you are well informed, do you know why Jingzhao Mansion doesn't send us money?"

The man with a face full of flesh took a sip of his wine, and the sarcasm in his eyes was undisguised, "I can't collect the money."

"Officials, gentry and lords from all over the country invaded the farmland and managed it up and down, and none of them paid taxes. How much money can the poor and the common people charge?"

"The saint wants to build a new palace. The Ministry of Households has no choice but to pick on us."

"Damn it, I can't do this job!"

"There has to be a way to get money..."

"Hey, have you heard that there are water ghosts outside the city, and several people have died."

"Bullshit, I think it's a poor ghost robbing."

"It's true, I heard..."

A group of people were discussing in full swing, and not far away under the wall of the square, several police officers from the six gates all had ugly faces.

"Damn, these gangsters are too much!"

"Go to Jingzhao Mansion tomorrow and sue them!"

"Liu Tou, what should we do?"

The policemen asked questions in a hurry.

The leader of the bronze medal catcher was a middle-aged man with a tall and straight figure, but his facial features seemed a bit dull.

He was silent for a long time, and just about to speak, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the dark night rain lane, his eyes became sharp.

Without talking nonsense with everyone, he walked out quickly, and a pair of judge pens suddenly appeared in his hands.

The figure broke through the rain, stepped on the wall and the big tree, jumped back and forth, rose into the air, and landed on the wall...

A series of actions, smooth and flowing.

The arresters below also drew their knives and shouted: "Head, what's the matter?"

The head catcher frowned and looked around, "Just now... I seem to have heard some noises."

The police inspected the circle and found nothing unusual.

"Head, no one is there."

"Maybe it's a wild cat."

"maybe…"

After the middle-aged headhunter glanced around again, he jumped off the wall of the workshop and led his men to go in other directions.

In Jing'an Square, under the brackets of a restaurant, Zhang Biao slowly revealed half of his body, and landed softly without a sound.

Looking at the direction where the catcher left, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "This guy is really hiding something."

The middle-aged captor was the person Wang Xin and Tie Shouming followed temporarily two days ago, and his name was Liu Changkong.

This person is not good at words, and his temper is a bit dull. Among the 72 bronze medal hunters, his reputation is not obvious.

But Zhang Biao knew that in terms of skill, he was really no match for this man before he practiced the Three Yang Sutra.

He didn't want to provoke this guy, but he had to come to Jing'an Fang if he wanted to find Xiao San.

Without daring to waste time, Zhang Biao immediately dodged and walked quickly among the shadows of the scattered roofs.

Sometimes it takes advantage of its strength to fly into the air, and sometimes it turns over and jumps over high walls, just like ghosts and ghosts traveling through the night.

Soon, a Taoist temple appeared in front of my eyes.

On the front door of the Taoist temple, there is a plaque with gold stamping on a blue background, and the three characters "Changchun Temple" are impressively written.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtful.

Huo Feng asked him to pay attention to the details of the Taoist temples in the vicinity of Anzhenfang.

He is not familiar with those Taoist temples, he only knows that there are monks and Taoists in the Jianghu, and there are Xiangji kitchens, which operate the business of lending money.

But this Changchun temple in Liu Changkong's jurisdiction, he has long admired the name.

Who would have thought that in Yujing City, apart from the secret agents of the imperial government's yamen, the most well-informed people in the Jianghu are these Taoist priests.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, snakes and rats have their own ways.

After all, they are a group of people who have nothing to do with production and wander in the gray area. No matter how famous they are, they will always have to eat.

Someone became a local tyrant, ran a manor, colluded with the government, monopolized tea, medicinal materials, docks, salt transportation, etc., and made a lot of money...

Some people work hard, or run an escort agency, or become the caretaker of a wealthy mansion...

Others felt overwhelmed, put their heads on the waistbands of their trousers, and started the business of robbing houses...

Of course, the most common is to learn a craft and travel around, known as the eight gates.

The book gate sells secret medicine formulas, obscene books, erotic pictures, calligraphy and paintings on inscriptions, fake antiques...

Huomen is playing alchemy, stone clothing, and room art, using the fake qigong name to fool the rich...

Most of the floating gates are cleansers and prodigals, one of them is more talkative than the other, and those who set up stalls and tell stories are also included in it...

Fengmen is a geomancer and tomb robber...

Shocking the door is to test characters and look at faces, frighten the people, catch ghosts and chant scriptures...

Juemen specializes in following the court route, working as a white glove, as a teacher, and setting up a teahouse to broker deals from all parties...

Tired door is a traveling doctor, selling counterfeit medicine...

The main door is a beggar, divided into good and evil...

In short, there is no serious business, either cheating or cheating, or committing crimes.

Compared with those who rely on kung fu to eat, the eight gates are naturally inferior, so they were bullied, so they hugged together and established an organization called Tiandimen.

Of course, the rules of the sect are relatively loose. Although they will be called brothers from the same sect when they meet each other if they get the right sign, they are not merciless when they cheat each other.

This day, when the Heaven and Earth Sect came to mediate, if there was a fight among the people inside, the leaders of the various sects would sit down and drink tea to negotiate.

The second is to form a group. If someone is bullied, it is a matter of life and death, and the eight gates will work together to open the door.

It can also be regarded as a well-known force in the Jianghu.

Of course, mixing rivers and lakes is nothing more than seeking money.

The disciples of Tiandimen traveled all over the place, from the court to the market, from the city to the countryside, they can be seen almost everywhere, and the news is naturally well-informed.

Therefore, Tiandimen is mainly engaged in information trading.

Ordinary people think that this Changchun Temple is just a place to burn incense and worship Taoism, but it is actually the gate of Tiandimen in Yujing City.

The six gates have their own spies, but the transfer of intelligence must be approved by the head of the headquarters, and a token will be issued.

Xiao San sneaked into Tuwan Village to harm people, so he must have left Li's residence.

The city of Yujing has a population of one million, and Xiao San is an old fritter in the workshop, if he wants to hide, it will be hard to find.

Zhang Biao had no time to waste, so he could only look for Tiandimen.

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The Changchun Temple in the rainy night is even more silent.

The pattering raindrops hit the blue bricks and ancient tiles, and there was a rustling sound among the pines and cypresses.

The palaces and attics are hidden in the dense forest, and there are only a few lights in the dark. Obviously, most people have already fallen asleep.

Seemingly defenseless, but not to be taken lightly.

Having tasted the lesson of being forced by force, Tiandimen has cultivated a group of good fighters, plus the mechanism of the wind gate, the illusion of the shocking gate, the poison of the tired gate... it is really difficult to deal with.

In the past, even if Zhang Biao was very skilled, he would not want to take risks at the entrance of the capital, but now, he can try it.

After making up his mind, he ran quickly along the dark corner of the wall, and soon made a big circle and came to the side door.

Different from the front door, it is connected to the open square in front of the palace, and the side door is deep and close to the corridor and rock garden, which is most suitable for sneaking in.

After all, the side door is the place where dignitaries and nobles come and go with their peers. Sometimes they buy and sell information and do some private activities, so they always have to hide their eyes and ears.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

But before they got close, the dogs kept barking in the darkness.

Zhang Biao was taken aback, and quickly hid in the dark alley on the opposite side.

Soon, several figures appeared on the wall. Although they were all dressed as Taoists, they all held long swords, their temples were slightly bulging, and their eyes were sharp. They were obviously good hands.

At the same time, the red-lacquered wooden door slowly opened, and two lion-headed vicious dogs half a person's height roared out, rushing straight towards the dark alley.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Accompanied by the muffled barking of dogs, the Taoists also jumped down the wall one after another, with their long swords crossed, they rushed into the dark alley.

However, the alley is a dead end, empty.

"Where did the person go?"

"Could it be a wild cat?"

"Impossible. Uncle Li brought these two mountain guard dogs from Langya Mountain. They are so sensitive that cats and dogs don't bother to care about them."

"It is estimated that some thief is peeping."

"Let's go, don't fall into the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, wake up in Duling tonight."

The Taoist priests were experienced, and they did not chase in all directions, but quickly returned to the Taoist temple.

In the darkness, there was a rattling noise under the low wall near the garden, which obviously opened some kind of trap.

Behind the roof in the distance, Zhang Biao frowned slightly, and looked at the ecstasy mirror on his waist.

With his footsteps and the cover of the rainy night, it is natural that he cannot be found so far away.

The only possibility is that the aura of the ecstasy mirror alarmed the two beasts with extraordinary spiritual sense.

I wanted to sneak in with this thing, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating...

Squeak!

The wooden door opened again.

Conversations came from the darkness.

"Uncle Cui, where are you going so late?"

"Hey, everyone has grown up, and I'm still in charge. I'm an old man, I watched the sky at night and found that the North City is full of evil spirits. Can I go to subjugate demons and enchant?"

"Master, don't get me wrong, it's just that..."

"Stop talking nonsense, stay away!"

As soon as the words were finished, an old Taoist came out from the wooden door, holding a lantern and holding an umbrella.

This person has a thin body, deep facial features, white hair and long beard, and he has a sense of immortality.

But his eyes were hazy and he smelled of alcohol, so he was obviously not a serious Taoist, so he walked into the rainy alley with three steps.

After he left, several young Taoists were dissatisfied.

"This old whore, what is subjugating demons, is obviously lustful after drinking, and wants to go to Taipingfang to have fun..."

"Don't talk about it, this old guy is cheating and abducted. He has no skills, but his status is not low. Let him go."

Zhang Biao's heart moved when he heard it, and he disappeared into the darkness.

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In the rain alley of Jing'an Square, lanterns and candles flickered.

"The hibiscus is newly falling, and the jade is in the end of autumn, and the golden flowers are gone, but the Tao is sad..." Cui Laodao hummed a ditty with obscene words, swaying, obviously very comfortable.

Seeing that they were approaching the Fangmen, a figure suddenly flashed out in the dark alley, it was Zhang Biao.

"who!"

The old Taoist trembled all over, and suddenly sobered up from the alcohol, he swung his broad avenue robe, seemingly to the left, but his hind legs suddenly kicked out from the right like a poisonous snake.

"Legs in the skirt?"

Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

This kind of kung fu is not unusual, it is very shady, it is designed to seduce people and yin, women in the world often learn to use it to protect themselves.

Unexpectedly, this veteran is also good at this trick.

But against him, it was far from it.

Zhang Biao dodged in a slippery step, grabbed the Taoist robe with his left hand, clasped his right hand like a palm like a claw, and went into the dark alley with his head covered.

"Heroic man, forgive me..."

Seeing the ghost mask, he was so old that he almost peed in fright, but just as he begged for mercy, he saw a bronze mirror appearing in front of him, and then a chill engulfed him, and his head became numb.

Seeing that the old man's eyes became dull, Zhang Biao slowly let go of his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

The ecstasy mirror is easy to use, as long as you are not the kind of person with a firm mind, you can easily confuse it.

"Your name…"

However, just as Zhang Biao asked half a sentence, he saw that Cui Laodao's eyes suddenly became bright, and he let go of his feet and ran out of the alley...

(End of this chapter)