It rained heavily this night!

    In the dim twilight, I can only hear the sound of water pouring in my ears. From the front of my eyes, to the horizon, in the vast wilderness, everything is broken in pieces in the rain and converged into a turbid current.

    A black boot, stepping on the turbid current, splashed a curtain of water. Looking up, a man tightly wrapped under a coir raincoat and hat looked coldly at the rugged mountain road in front of him.

    His lightness skill is extremely extraordinary. Even in such bad weather, he can jump freely between the steep rocks. The slippery rock wall is stepped out of a shallow stone pit by him, just like an antelope walking through the steep mountain road.

    He looked left and right. A few indistinct shadows flashed not far away. They were dressed like him. The man raised his head slightly and looked at the looming mountain in the rain at night. That is the main altar of the Ming religion and the location of the sacred fire cave, which is less than ten miles away from them.

    In the dark, dozens of such walkers are moving there. A young man in Tsing Yi is walking in front of them with a light oil paper umbrella in his hand, but no matter how violent the heavy rain outside is, he can''t squeeze into this small oil paper umbrella. The man in Tsing Yi is very dry.

    The man next to him didn''t have such good luck. Even if he was covered tightly, his yellow clothes were inevitably wet. He raised his hat and said loudly, "governor, although it''s a full moon night today, the weather is so bad. I''m afraid it''s not the time!"

    "That''s nice! If you fight later, you don''t have to worry about washing the floor!" Chen ang walked in the heavy rain with an umbrella and smiled. "The rain can cover up a lot of things, some traces, some things, what is going to happen and what is happening are going on quietly in the rain. Under this heavy rain, something always happens, some are us and some are others."

    "Rain is the best cover for sin!"

    Huang Chang frowned and didn''t understand what this meant. Suddenly, he found an inconspicuous bright red in the water under his feet. Looking along the traces of the water, several Ming sect disciples lay twisted aside. On the pale face, a pair of eyes opened wide, full of confusion and confusion.

    "Governor!" Huang Chang exclaimed in horror.

    A blast of thunder struck not far away. Under the electric light, the faces of those who died in peace looked particularly ferocious and strange. Not far away, a Ming sect disciple was pierced by a long sword and nailed to a tree. A pair of tiger eyes looked at the front, with pain, anger and an unknown sadness on his face.

    "Such a wound is so cruel and fierce!" Huang Shang went up to check it and said with emotion: "the person holding the sword doesn''t have deep internal power, but the sword technique is vicious and fierce, but it is far more than ordinary experts. Only an assassin can do such a style!"

    "This is not only an assassin, but also a woman." Chen ang looked at the sword wound and said faintly: "she is a very beautiful and thoughtful woman. She is like makeup. She gave him a sword delicately and subtly, so that she could have such a clean wound."

    "It seems that we have encountered some interesting things."

    Rainy nights, murders, women, and door-to-door duelers, let the water of Mingjiao begin to be turbid before there is a fierce vibration. Some things are quietly fermenting with the arrival of Chen ang and others as a catalyst.

    Chen ang looked at the brightly lit Mingjiao altar and smiled. Mingming was in the heavy rain, but all the vigilant Mingjiao disciples turned a blind eye to him. Step by step, they stepped into the well protected altar.

    Wherever he passed, the eyes of the Ming sect disciples were always dull. They were light and easy to take. They were controlled by the coir raincoat man behind them. Silently, a large part of the Ming sect patrol system was missing.

    A member of the Ming sect fell down quietly and put on a dragon guard in a bright red flying fish suit. Chen ang was so close to the general forum of the Ming sect step by step. Tonight, the lights were bright here, and the flickering candlelight was even projected on Chen ang outside the door through the thick screen window.

    Inside, there was a fierce quarrel, and a rough loud voice roared: "it can''t be done like this, no! Blood debt must be paid with blood! We have reversed, reversed the son of a bitch''s court, and avenged brother Shi!"

    "Shut up!" Fang La angrily scolded, "Fang Jie, sit down!"

    He glanced around. The bustling Congregation in the hall looked at their angry eyes, their weapons, a long sigh, closed his eyes, listened to his heartbeat, and the room was silent.

    For a long time, Fang La said bitterly, "all of you can''t make a conclusion before this matter is clear."

    "What else is unclear?" Fang Jie couldn''t bear it. Ignoring the pull of the people around him, he jumped out and said, "the dog officer hurt the king of stone. The king of stone ascended to heaven within a few days. Isn''t it clear? What we want is revenge! Ask the court for justice!"

    "What justice?" Fang La sneered. "What justice do you want when the imperial court kills anti thieves?"

    Fang Jie was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, his uncle would say so. His uncle''s will against the imperial court has always been the most firm. How can he become like a Zhao''an school now? He stiffened his neck and said, "it''s fair to kill that dog official!"

    "When Ming Zun came to the world, the world was peaceful. The great song court acted perversely, causing people''s resentment everywhere. The world was not peaceful, so we followed the tenet to let Ming Zun come to the world, so that everyone in the world could be equal and enjoy peace. This is our justice!"

    Fang La turned to look at the crowd and said word by word: "for this justice, it''s not a matter of seeking benevolence and benevolence for everyone to sacrifice their lives, throw away their lives and die in the hands of the imperial court?"

    This sentence was heard on the ground, "the imperial court killed me with great righteousness. I raised the banner of justice against it. Don''t you take it for granted? What''s there to complain about? Do you want the imperial court to give us a way to live?"

    They held the long knife tightly, and their anger turned into all kinds of firmness.

    "What leader Fang said is good! We have a life and death relationship. It''s normal for us to have casualties. If we all talk about justice, it''s really ridiculous." a cold voice came from outside the door.

    "Who is it?" Fang Jie shouted. Pang Wanchun beside him opened the iron tire bow of the four stones, and with a sharp arrow, he broke through the air and shot out of the door. When the front arrow broke the door, the sound of bow string sounded. Between lightning and flint, it was a fatal arrow.

    The voice outside the door smiled and the door ''squeaked''. A green shadow came, holding a fine iron Feng arrow in his hand. Chen ang smiled and said, "aren''t you waiting for me?"

    "Dog officer, you dare to come here. Today, I will avenge brother Shi!" Fang Jie looked at Chen ang with resentment and deep jealousy.

    Sometimes, the "justice" that supports a person is the kind of resentment and jealousy of injustice. Their hatred of injustice is not so much the hatred of injustice itself as the jealousy of the other party of injustice and the hatred of the object of unfair benefits.

    When they become such beneficiaries, they will defend this "injustice" ten times.

    Chen ang sighed slightly. Judging from the hard core believers like Fang Jie, their wishes and consciousness, Mingjiao is just like this!

    He looked at Fang Jie, smiled and said lazily, "you want to avenge Shi Bao? Then you have found the wrong person. Since I spared his life, how can I take great pains to kill him? I don''t pay attention to people like him."

    "Brother Shi was hurt in your hand and died of serious injury. You didn''t do it. Who else?" Fang Jie asked angrily: "could we do it ourselves, you..."

    "I''m afraid you have misunderstood what I mean!" Chen ang interrupted faintly. "Do you think I''m explaining to you? I''m just saying a fact. Do you believe it or not? It''s your choice, and I just decide the result of your choice."

    Chen ang doesn''t care about the attitude of Mingjiao people. The mantis is the cart. Does the cart need to care about the attitude of the mantis? It just gives a result. He said that a fact is not trying to change other people''s attitudes, but a habit of seeking truth from facts. He is also very "seeking truth from facts" in response to other people''s reactions.

    They are calm and have nothing to do with Chen ang. If they are impulsive, they will be broken to pieces.

    "Presumptuous!" "you want to die!" the Ming believers in the hall were angered by Chen angmu''s attitude of no one, and shouted loudly, especially several grumpy believers, who were ready to move and wanted to draw a knife.

    Fang La''s eyes were swept, and these people were honest, but others were unwilling to say, "the court dog officer should die for killing my brother. We must not let him go!"

    As soon as he said this, there were many people who should be with him. Fang La sighed: "the imperial court is a Ming religion. Water and fire are not allowed. You and I have a life and death position. Today''s war is imperative. I have a final conclusion on the death of Shi Bao. It''s not for this unwarranted crime, but for you and me. We have different positions."

    "Just like this, I finally met a sensible man." Chen ang said with a faint smile: "master, please!"

    Before the voice fell, the figure suddenly flashed and the wind sounded. Chen ang still looked like that. The whole person moved like a ghost outside the door. In the night rain, Chen ang stood with an umbrella and waited quietly.