Immortal Road.

Chapter 482: Following the Clues, the Real and Fake Lin Shan

Lin Shan’s idea was to keep his troops in place and not alert the enemy.

He wanted to see who on earth needed these villagers to burn the Black Lotus Buddha statues in large quantities.

He could observe quietly and follow along to see if he could follow the clues.

The word "envoy" was particularly sensitive to him, and he kept wondering if it was
late at night.

Almost all the lights in the village were turned off, and the area below fell into darkness and silence.

Only occasionally, looking down from the sky, could one see a few sporadic flames streaming out from the cracks.

Outside the village, a man in black was walking towards them.

He was wrapped in a tight night suit, with a hood and mask on his head, which seemed a bit shameful.

It didn't look like the first time I had been to Taoyuan Village. I turned into the alley with familiarity and entered a greenhouse.

These big villagers were still concentrating on firing the Buddha statues, and some of them were polishing and packing them, and they were handling them with care, trying not to make any noise.

The man in black just watched quietly.

It was not until a quarter of an hour later that someone accidentally discovered him.

"Ah, my Lord Messenger! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

The man in black smiled under his veil:

"You guys are busy, so I won't disturb you. Just take a look for a while. It won't be a problem."

The supervisor quickly brought over a bench and asked the man in black to sit down.

However, the man in black saw that the bench was very dirty. Not only was it covered with mud, but there were even shoe prints on it. It was obviously used for daily work, so he hesitated for a moment.

The supervisor also noticed this, his face slightly embarrassed, and he quickly took a rag from the side and wiped it hard.

The shoe prints and mud were gone, but the rag didn't look very clean, and it was dripping with black water.
"Cough cough!"

The man in black did not sit down, but changed the subject directly.

"How is the workload for this month being completed?"

Hearing this, the villagers in the shed unconsciously slowed down their movements, held their breath and listened attentively.

The supervisor brought over a yellowed straw paper notebook, which recorded the daily firing quantity.

He placed his finger on the tip of his tongue, flipped directly to the middle, squinted at the light and read.

"There are more than 2,000 pieces in total, and almost 2,000 of them have been shaped and polished!"

"Two thousand? Not enough!"

Although the man in black seemed easy to talk to just now, he immediately became serious when talking about this matter.

"There are three workshops in the village, each with a salary of 2,000. The total salary of the three workshops is no more than 7,000. It is so far from the target of 10,000. What are you doing for a living?"

The supervisor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

"Sir, we have to work on the farm during the day, so we can only come back at night to work overtime to do this. We really don't have enough time, and we have to keep it secret to prevent outsiders from noticing. We even have to hide it from our wives, so."

"I don't want to hear this, and the higher-ups won't listen to your explanations!"

The man in black snorted coldly with an unfriendly tone.

"If we don't meet the target this month, half of our wages will be deducted. This is the rule we agreed on in advance!"

The supervisor was so ashamed that he felt embarrassed. The villagers in the shed all felt disheartened and their movements became weak.

When the man in black saw this, his eyes beneath the veil twitched slightly, his tone of voice changed, and he unconsciously calmed down.

"This messenger also knows your difficulties, so it is inconvenient to force you too much. But the efficiency this month is too poor, so you must reflect on yourself!"

"As for your wages, I will go back and ask for mercy from my superiors. For now, I will make my own decision and not deduct your wages."

"This will never happen again!"

When the supervisor and the villagers heard this, they were overjoyed and knelt on the ground, kowtowed and expressed their gratitude.

The man in black played a trick of first suppressing and then praising, giving a slap in the face and then a sweet date, and then began to take out several cloth bags and collected baskets of black lotus Buddha statues.

The villagers carried it in with great care. It seemed that they had seen storage bags many times, so they were not surprised.

Lin Shan and Ji Ge in the sky observed the whole process.

I have to say that this man in black is quite easy to talk to. He doesn't use force to deal with mortals. If the work targets are not met, he only threatens to deduct wages. He doesn't have the bad habit of killing people at will, and he has never even hit anyone.

After all the storage bags were filled, he encouraged the villagers a little, paid the money readily, turned around and left for the next workshop.

The situation in the other two workshops was similar. After being beaten by him with both carrot and stick, the other two workshops were filled with a bunch of storage bags.

When he came out of Taoyuan Village, his clothes had obviously become loose instead of tight at the beginning, and he even looked bloated like a fat man.

There was no other way. With so many storage bags bulging around on his body, it would be strange if he didn't gain weight. Storage magic tools were not something he could own.

After all, he is just a small shrimp in the Qi training stage.

On the narrow path.

This person traveled day and night in the dark.

The cloud in the sky followed him leisurely, but he was unaware of it.

The mountains in southwestern Guizhou are high and steep, and it is not easy for this person to climb over them. Many of the ancient roads are so narrow that even one foot cannot be put down. There are thousand-foot cliffs on the side, and if you fall down, you will be smashed to pieces.

There were also some places that were cluttered with dead branches and leaves, and he would slip with every step he took. He broke off a very strong branch and used it as a trekking pole, carefully using it to cross the road.

When walking down the mountain road which was too dangerous, he leaned sideways and clung to a crooked tree, squatting on his buttocks to move down.

There were winding and steep rock walls, so he hung the storage bags from the front to the back and climbed up with gritted teeth.

Even Lin Shan and Ji Ge in heaven couldn't help but marvel at this man's courage and perseverance.

If they were in the Qi training stage and tried to climb, it would probably be extremely dangerous if they couldn't fly with any flying equipment.

If you fall from such a high cliff, you will definitely be covered in blood.

Fortunately, the terrain here is just rugged and the concentration of spiritual energy is not high, so there are no particularly powerful monsters. Most of them are mortal beasts, so humans can survive here.

At dawn, the sky is bright.

This man climbed to the top of a mountain, facing the morning glow, and couldn't help but burst into passionate words.

"Ugh——"

"One day, I will become a true messenger, with the ability to fly and hide!" "All the downturns now are only temporary, and one day in the future, I will soar!"

"Next year I will go to the sky, but I will laugh at the busy candidates in the world!"

"There will be times when strong winds break through the waves, and you can hang your sails directly across the sea."

There was a sea of ​​clouds below and the morning sun was casting a surging glow. This boy was not in a hurry to travel on his way and was setting a goal for himself here!

Lin Shan and Ji Ge just waited like this, not impatiently, but as bystanders, watching the little people express their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness to their heart's content.

The world is bustling with people, and everyone has a different way of living. Even small people have lofty ambitions, but it's a pity that they can't achieve their goals without luck.

Of course, in their eyes, this kid's ideal of becoming the Black Lotus Messenger of the Demon Cult is still a bit naive.

Lin Shan had long been a messenger of the Demon Cult, and now he was the cult leader. He had already left the category of working for someone else and was now starting his own business.

Brother Ji did not go through any training at the bottom of society. He started out as a rich second-generation peacock. He also attracted angel investment from the Skeleton Crocodile Demon King. His business ventures went smoothly, but he just hadn't started looking for a place to implement it.

Although this kid looks ridiculous, he is already ambitious at his age.

The man in black shouted and felt that the depression he had been experiencing along the way was relieved a little. He stood up with a somersault, tied the storage bag to his body and continued to move forward.

Next, he passed through several villages one after another, which were also located in the deep mountains and forests, places with few people and isolated from the world.

The money of the world means little to him, and these country folk have rarely seen the world, so it is easy to tempt them to work.

Three days later, carrying dozens of storage bags, he finally walked out of Southwest Guizhou and arrived at the land of southern barbarians.

This place is poor, with bad mountains and rivers, poisonous miasma everywhere, and the barbarians live in tribal groups.

Normally, everyone respects the Dali Kingdom on the surface and obeys the orders of the Barbarian King, but in reality, there is endless internal strife and fighting between the various caves.

Along the way, Lin Shan and Ji Ge followed, still keeping close to him.

Along the way, he also witnessed many fights between barbarian tribes, but he ignored them and kept walking deeper into the area.

Finally, deep in a green water pond cave that no one had noticed, the boy crawled into the mountain through a crack.

Lin Shan and Ji Ge looked at each other, put away the Cloud-Falling Banner and jumped down from the sky, then took out the magic weapon, the Phantom Golden Lock, to conceal their figures, and also drilled in through the crevice in the mountain.

On the other side, a group of men in black riding clouded leopards were walking back slowly while laughing and chatting.

"Hahahaha, those people in the barbarian village are so easy to fool. They are so awed by us after a little brainwashing. I'm afraid they will establish faith in our religion within half a month!"

"It's a good thing this is a barbarian village. If it was a barbarian cave, I don't know how difficult it would be to communicate!"

"The barbarians in the Barbarian Cave are rude and reckless, illiterate, and only believe in the ancient gods of their respective tribes. It is difficult to change their beliefs. The people in the Barbarian Village are relatively gentle, and they have started animal husbandry and claim that the Miao people are good at control. The latter is better!"

"We still have to be careful. It's best not to get discovered. Otherwise, we'll get into big trouble and it will be difficult for the church to clean up the mess."

"Last time, it was almost leaked. We had no choice but to slaughter an entire tribe of barbarians. We can only blame them for their bad luck. They saw something they shouldn't have seen."

The barbarians in the tribe are led by the cave master, who calls themselves the barbarians.

The barbarians in the barbarian village are controlled by clans and call themselves the Miao people of Miao Village.

These two different ways of survival and living habits were mainstream in the Dali Kingdom.

The Black Lotus Sect did not dare to preach in the righteous territory of the Song Dynasty, so it fled to the newly born Dali Kingdom and specifically chose to preach in desolate and remote Miao villages.

Each tribe of the barbarians has its own beast god to believe in, so they can only go to the Miao village, a place where such beliefs are not strong, to spread their influence.

Of course, many times, missionary work is not as smooth as imagined. Only by persisting in indoctrination day and night can it be possible to make these people willingly believe in the Black Lotus Buddha.

What these believers didn't know was that behind them, there was also a group of people quietly following them.

Among this group of people, the leaders are a young man and an old man, with a dozen younger brothers behind them.

"We have been investigating for so long and finally found some clues about the Black Lotus Cult. This time we can follow them and wipe out the evil cult!"

"Yeah, I never thought these remnants could survive. They went to the South Barbarians to develop themselves. They hid deep enough. It's a pity that they are destined to not escape this time. Killing the evil is the duty of the righteous monks like us!"

"The Linyuzhai sect in the South China Sea is really useless. Their sphere of influence has been infiltrated by a cult, and they are totally unaware of it. They should just go back to the South China Sea. How can they get involved in the inland with their control? Even the Dali Kingdom can't figure it out."

"Not necessarily. Don't underestimate Lin Yu Zhai. Maybe they are also observing and paying attention to the cult like us."

"Then tell me, besides our Zixiao Sect, will Qianyun Pavilion and Yushou Valley also send people to investigate?"

While the disciples were chatting with each other, they followed the team that was returning from the missionary work in front of them.

They were covered with a layer of veil, which seemed to be a magic weapon for concealment, and could effectively prevent being detected during tracking.

The two leaders ignored the conversation below. They were not that reckless.

"We'll go in later and act according to circumstances. We should first find out the strength of this Black Lotus Cult den and not act rashly."

"Well, I know, but how can we test out the actual strength inside without alerting them?"

The leading old man asked the leading young man. It seemed that the whole team was headed by this young man. He was already in the Golden Core stage at such a young age. He was definitely a true disciple.

This young man has sharp features, and he is as gentle as the wind and as fierce as thunder. His whole body is neither hard nor weak, and he combines both hardness and softness, which has a mysterious meaning.

He told the old man beside him that he had already thought of a solution.

"Elder Xiao, the sect's front line is in danger right now, and we really can't spare too much energy to manage the Black Lotus Sect. So if we want to wipe out the remnants on our own, we can't act rashly."

"I plan to infiltrate them first and try to get all the internal information of the Black Lotus Sect. After I truly understand their current situation, I will formulate detailed policies and make a final decision!"

"If you don't remove the roots, the grass will grow again in the spring breeze."

"Even if we destroy this Black Lotus den with our powerful attack this time, what if the other dens discover something is wrong and hide away? So we either don't do it or do it completely!"

Elder Xiao agreed with the young man's idea very much. He was only an outer sect elder, while the man in front of him was a true disciple with both wind and thunder B spiritual roots, so he would naturally be the leader of this trip.

"Whatever you plan to do, I will definitely cooperate with you fully, and my disciples will also obey your orders."

The young men behind him nodded one after another like chickens pecking at rice. They had long wanted to make friends with this true genius of the main lineage, so they vowed to leave a good impression in front of others on this trip.

The leading young man raised his lips, his eyes full of wisdom, and spoke of his plan with confidence.

"If we want to infiltrate the Black Lotus Sect, we must first gain their trust!"

"And trust can't be cultivated overnight, and we can't wait that long, so we can only rely on our background to build closer ties."

"As the saying goes, when you go out, your identity is all up to you!"

"I was in Zixiao Sect, and once after drinking, I heard my senior brother Lin Fan say that he seemed to have a clan brother Lin Shan, who had the dual spiritual roots of wind and thunder, and who had served as a demon cult messenger of the Black Lotus Sect fifty years ago!"

"Now that fifty years have passed, this demon cult envoy has transformed himself, broken through to the Golden Core Stage, and returned to fight for the position of the demon cult's guardian. This should be a reasonable thing to do!"

After saying this, a confident smile appeared on his face, and a pure aura of wind and thunder emanated from his body.

(End of this chapter)