Let the true energy circulate for a while

……

At the Drunken Immortal Inn, Men Gun and Chen Ye booked a superior room together.

Men Gun recounted his experiences over the past few days to Chen Ye in detail.

The two chatted and drank tea together.

Muffled Blow: "So, it's said in historical records and folklore that every 60 years, the strange phenomenon of the Heavenly Thunder Man occurs?"

"Yes, according to Master, the last time someone was struck by lightning was 16 years ago when he found me. If we follow the laws of this world, the next time someone is struck by lightning should be 44 years from now."

"Hearing you say that, I'm really lucky. I shot and killed a few bandits and a big tiger. If it had been during the Jiazi Heavenly Tribulation, I might have been struck by lightning."

Chen Ye thought for a moment, "Logically speaking, we have been safe for 44 years. This is also a conclusion reached by everyone in the Secret Service. The legend of the Jiazi Heavenly Thunder is widely circulated in this world."

"Back when Li Si of the Qin Dynasty plotted a rebellion, and his followers were struck down by lightning, there was no record of lightning striking down for a long time in historical records. That is, until an unnamed Taoist priest accidentally discovered gunpowder while refining elixirs. According to ancient records, he recklessly created strange objects, angered the wrath of heaven, and was struck down by lightning!"

"About 500 years ago, a Confucian scholar named Zhang Zaidao used crystal to polish and stack crystals to make a rough version of a microscope. He was also struck by lightning. Since then, every 60 years, a lightning strike will occur, killing some people who attempt to develop science."

Men Gun understood: it seemed that some kind of entity in this world was restricting the budding of technology.

"Anyway, I've already fired the shot, so I should be fine. 44 years is a long time."

Chen Ye: "Let's have some tea."

Muffled Blow: "Let's have some tonic wine. I'll have the waiter bring another jar. This tonic wine is really good; I want to take some back for my teacher."

"What kind of tonic wine?"

Men Gun chuckled, "A wealthy gentleman gave it to me during the day; it's called 'Bull and Tiger Double Whip Wine.'"

Chen Ye frowned: "Drink less of that stuff."

Why?

Chen Ye bluntly stated, "It's said to be made primarily with tiger penis and bull penis from the deep mountains of Miao, along with herbs such as epimedium, cynomorium, and he shou wu, and then soaked in pure grain liquor brewed with mountain spring water. Brother, take my advice, this stuff is suitable for older people, not for us."

The man with the blunt stick was overjoyed: "Then I must bring some back for the teacher!"

The room was clean and tidy, with two straw raincoats and hats, and two oil-paper umbrellas hanging in the corner.

Inside the room was a carved square table with four chairs, and on the table were a teapot and teacups.

Mengun poured two bowls of tea, and was still happy at the thought of going back soon.

Against the wall was a wooden bed with a blue cloth curtain hanging on it, and a small table was placed by the window.

The wooden window was half-open, and moonlight slanted in. Three jade lotus flowers, two white and one pale green, were placed on a small table by the window, basking in the moonlight. There was also a green one on Chen Ye.

"Are these jade flowers almost dried? Shall we leave tonight?"

Chen Ye said, "Yu Hua needs to dry for another two days, so we can't leave today."

Now, all they have to do is wait for the pale green jade flower to completely change color before they can go back together.

Men Gun shook his head: "Huh? What should I do then? The county magistrate and several local gentry have begged me to go and suppress the bandits. They might come looking for me tomorrow. I'm being put on a pedestal and I can't back down."

Chen Ye asked, "You've accepted their wine and eaten the grapes they fed you, and you want to just walk away? A trust placed in you must be fulfilled faithfully—that's the principle my master taught me! Just like I said, since I brought you here, I will definitely take you back!"

Biting his lip, he thought, "Brother Ye truly embodies the values ​​he established in this era."

He had just heard Chen Ye say that they had stolen the two jade flowers from Thailand, and now Thailand was issuing a worldwide warrant for Spider-Man's arrest.

Although their purpose was to uncover the secrets within, they still came, proving they are a person of their word.

Men Gun said, "That drunken monk was really fierce. I only managed to kill him by sneaking up and shooting him in the back of the head."

Chen Ye asked, "How did you kill those two bandits?"

"I realized something was wrong. That fake Song Jiang lured me into the woods to avenge his brother. I pretended to kneel and beg for mercy, then ambushed him with a shot. Who knew that Song Ping would turn and run, but I shot him too!"

After a pause, Men Gun continued, "But if they are on guard, and there are a few more fearless bandits, I can only kneel and wait to die."

Chen Ye said, "I'm at the True Qi Release realm, I'll go with you!"

He gave a bitter smile: "I don't know true qi."

Chen Ye opened his backpack from under the table, took out a gun, and slammed it on the table: "Could this wipe out the bandits?"

"Yes, kneeling."

Chen Ye took out another grenade. "How about adding this?"

Holy crap!

Chen Ye put his backpack on the table, tore it open, and inside was a bunch of scattered supplies.

Guns, bullets, grenades, body cameras, antibiotics like ibuprofen, cigarettes, several cans of cola, etc...

Overjoyed by the sudden blow, he lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, felt a wave of dizziness, and exclaimed in ecstasy, "Hua Zi, Teacher Qin understands me."

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he inventoried the supplies, giving a vague introduction:

"QCQ-171 submachine gun, 9mm caliber, 30-round magazine, high rate of fire, high power..."

"Type 86 hand grenade!"

"DFB-91 stun grenade, high-intensity flash, used for infiltration and counter-terrorism clearance operations."

Chen Ye said, "There was another backpack with a disassembled sniper rifle inside. Qin Shifan said you could assemble it, but unfortunately I didn't bring it."

The man with the dullard's eyes gleamed, his expression shifting constantly. He wasn't stupid; his mind instinctively conjured up a lot of possibilities.

Chen Ye said earnestly, "I've been learning some gun techniques from Pili these past few days. This is Liuxia City of Dayong, which is far from the southern region! Four years ago, my master lost a fight and has been hiding from us ever since. Later, a few of us brothers wandered the world looking for our master..."

At this point, a flash of murderous intent crossed Chen Ye's eyes: "I have a few formidable enemies. I couldn't beat them before, but I might not be able to now! I have many questions to clarify. I need to find my master and ask him for clarification! I also need to go to Weishan to see Old Kui's physical body and his granddaughter."

"We'll help you!" said the man with the blunt weapon.

"That's what Qin Shifan said too."

Chen Ye picked up his teacup. The man with the club also picked it up, and they collided with a thud.

The two drank tea instead of wine in one gulp.

A thunderclap sounded outside the window, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the rain began to pour down, gradually turning from a light drizzle into a heavy downpour.

Men Gun sighed, "What a pity, the weather changed before we could even get our sun properly."

Chen Ye put away the jade lotus flower, wrapped it in a soft cloth, and placed it on his person.

"Okay! You go to sleep first, I'm going out for a bit."

"Where are you going in this heavy rain?"

Chen Ye gazed out the window at the torrential rain, his eyes landing in the direction of Yuanheng Escort Agency. Remembering his one-year promise to her, he said softly, "It's all fate."

Men Gun was a little worried. "Then come back early. I'll save the bed for you; I'll sleep on the floor."

Chen Ye pushed open the door: "This is the inner city, so you don't need to worry. I have a friend at Yuanheng Escort Agency who knows the terrain of Woniu Ridge well. I'll go ask her so that it will be easier for us to suppress the bandits tomorrow."

Men Gun felt deeply ashamed. Chen Ye was truly a wonderful friend! He was thinking of me even in the rain late at night! He was teaching me how to be a person, how to be a chivalrous knight!

This special agent, born and raised far from home, thought to himself, "Damn it! I'm a complete bastard!"

Chen Ye grabbed two cans of cola, put on a raincoat and a straw hat, and darted out of the second-floor window with a somersault, rising and falling in the heavy rain like a night owl...

Standing by the window, Men Gun was somewhat moved: "Chen Ye, good brother, I have nothing more to say! I'll remember this favor."