1774: C1774 Red-dust Daemon

C1774 Red-dust Daemon

Women were the people in this world that they could not afford to offend.

Dung Zhen agreed, because she was a woman herself. She clearly knew how others would react when they offended her.

Actually, she was also very confused, why would the Hurricane, which was considered a special existence in the Bao Island area, interfere with the fight against the enemy's Cliff Army and cause unnecessary trouble for herself when it came to fighting to the death with certain forces of the Divine Dynasty led by Shen Yinbing?

Don't they understand that 'the enemy of the enemy is a friend'?

He had killed Shen Yinbing, an old witch from one of the most primitive tribes in Africa, but in the end, he had lost close to a hundred lives (in fact, there were still a lot of people who died in unknown circumstances in the past few days, and some forces had taken advantage of Shen Yinbing's ruckus on the Treasure Island to get rid of some eyewitnesses), yet he did not dare to do anything to her.

A joke.

This joke was formed from the blood and life of nearly a hundred people. It was not funny at all. At the same time, it also affected the economy of the Bao Island. Its bad influence would last for at least three months.

In fact, it was time to end this farce.

After listening to Shen Yinbing's explanation, Dung Zhen greeted her and stared at Director Wang.

Director Wang nodded his head in an unintentional manner, indicating that he agreed with Dung Zhen's idea. Right now, he would first send this evil woman out of the country before making any plans.

After obtaining the official's support, Dung Zhen felt even more relieved. She smiled amiably, "Ms. Shen, when will you be leaving the Treasure Island? "At that time, do not forget to inform me. No matter how busy I am, I will rush over to see you off."

Dung Zhen's words were beautiful, but she really wanted Shen Yinbing to say that she wanted to leave right now.

The earlier she left, the better. Firstly, she wanted to end the panic caused by the assassination here as soon as possible, and secondly, she wanted to get the products as soon as possible.

Shen Yinbing's answer made Dung Zhen very pleased.

She turned around and raised her head, looked at the height of the Celestial Clouds Mountain, and leisurely said: "When I was in the continent, I had long heard that the Treasure Island's Celestial Clouds Mountain was the number one mountain, and had wanted to take a stroll around. "Since I've come this time, then of course I'll have to make a trip up the mountain."

"Don't worry, Director Dong. Once I get off the mountain, I'll leave the treasure island and not disturb you any longer."

Shen Yinbing smiled as if she really came here to climb the mountain.

Dung Zhen was very clear why Shen Yinbing insisted on going up the Celestial Clouds Mountain.

Of course, she wouldn't reveal it. She only chuckled and said, "Since Director Shen is so interested, then I'll volunteer to be your tour guide."

"Thank you, Director Dong. However, I heard that the road to Celestial Clouds Mountain is very difficult, and I already have Director Wang as a super tour guide, so I won't trouble Director Dong anymore."

Shen Yinbing knew that Dung Zhen's words were completely courteous.

Celestial Clouds Mountain was the number one mountain on the Treasure Island, with an elevation of over four thousand meters. However, it was not developed, and was unlike those scenic areas with cableway, where one would have to walk to climb the mountain.

Dung Zhen might look like a middle-aged woman in her forties, but she was actually close to sixty years old.

With her physical strength, not to mention reaching the peak, even halfway up the mountain was extremely difficult.

Of course, Dung Zhen was being polite. After being tactfully rejected by Shen Yinbing, she immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "Hehe, since Ms. Shen already has Director Wang as her super tour guide, then I, this old woman, won't join in the fun. "Hmm, let's do it like this. Director Shen will take care of her own business. I'll make some preparations at the foot of the mountain."

What Dung Zhen needed to prepare was naturally to send Shen Yinbing off in certain situations.

In addition, she also needed to make some arrangements to let everyone on the island know that it was her, Dung Zhen, who had appeared and solved the haze that shrouded the people.

A successful businessman wouldn't let go of such a large chance to gain prestige.

"Then I'll be troubling Director Dong."

Shen Yinbing smiled and nodded. She glanced at Director Wang, turned around and walked up the mountain on the stone path.

While Dung Zhen was silently cursing the idiocy of some people, Taoist Hongchen was sitting cross-legged on the stairs in front of the hall entrance inside the Celestial Clouds Monastery.

In front of her, in the patio, stood several people.

One of them was the half-breed Yang Xue who had rushed to the mainland on the eve of the National Day.

At this moment, her eyes were lowered slightly, her right thumb was hanging by her leg, and her index finger was unconsciously tightening her pants … Her casual action revealed that although she appeared calm on the surface, she was actually very nervous.

There were two other people beside Yang Xue.

A man, a woman.

Both of them were wearing ordinary sports clothes, but they both wore felt hats to keep out the sun.

A black veil hung down from the felt hats, obscuring their faces and obscuring their features.

Taoist Hongchen didn't look at them. He held the horsetail whisk in his left hand and made a strange sign with his right hand. He closed his eyes to rest, as if he was asleep.

She was dressed in a black daoist robe, white leggings and green shoes, and in her hand was an ancient looking Buddhist dust.

Taoist Hongchen's name had the word 'red' in it, but she didn't have any red on her body. Other than the black Taoist robe and the white leggings and green shoes, she was white: white Buddhist dust, white hands, white face, white eyebrows and white hair.

Under the illumination of the sunlight, her absolutely pure white hair seemed transparent.

Judging by her hair and eyebrows, she must be at least eighty years old this year.

However, she seemed as delicate as a broken egg white, as if she was carved out of white jade. Only a young girl in her prime could have such skin, right?

Most importantly, her facial features were like a painting, and her eyes especially, were so clear that it caused one's heart to palpitate.

A crane head and a child's face.

She was definitely a beauty.

An old woman who should have been on the verge of death, yet had such an arrogant figure and a face that made many women jealous, this was indeed a very abnormal thing.

Especially her white hair and white brows, which reflected her beautiful face, giving others a suffocating feeling of eeriness.

As long as one knew of Celestial Clouds Mountain, for example, as an 'aboriginal' like King Quan, they would have heard of a legend since childhood: Taoist Hongchen's legend.

Many, many years ago, there was a sage who once said: "The mountain is not high, but there is an immortal name."

There was the existence of immortals in the Celestial Clouds Mountain.

As for this Immortal, he was naturally referring to Taoist Hongchen.

Legend has it that long before there was any civilization on this side of the Treasure Island, there were already Celestial Clouds Monastery here.

The name of Celestial Clouds Mountain was not like what was recorded in the official records. It was because the sun shone upon the white mist, causing the clouds and mist to look like fairyland, that was why it was called Celestial Clouds Mountain.

According to the most ancient legends, Celestial Clouds Monastery comes first.

The reason Celestial Clouds Monastery appeared was because of Taoist Hongchen …

In other words, even before the Treasure Island welcomed its human civilization, Taoist Hongchen had already built this Celestial Clouds Monastery on the mountain and named it Celestial Clouds Mountain. This could be considered as the true meaning behind 'I am the one who opens this mountain and I plant this tree'.

After so many years had passed, the Treasure Island welcomed a brand-new twenty-first century. Compared to a thousand years ago, it could be said that it had undergone earth-shattering changes.

However, the only thing that had not changed was the Celestial Clouds Monastery, which was contained within the Celestial Clouds Monastery, Taoist Hongchen.

Taoist Hongchen had white hair and white eyebrows, but his skin was like a rosewood girl, and his face was like a flower. Before human civilization came here, she had already existed, and it was said that she came from the Heavenly Court, and she was an immortal.1

Thus, Taoist Hongchen who was inside the Celestial Clouds Monastery, how old was he now? In the hearts of the local elderly, that was definitely a mystery that many people wanted to know, but no one knew.

The reason was simple. Everyone had only heard of Taoist Hongchen's fame, and some of them had met or visited her before (and it was not in the minority, including the natives and tourists below the mountains), but no one had been able to figure out how old she was this year.

It was said that fifteen years ago, a famous, domineering, good-for-nothing from the Treasure Island had heard of Taoist Hongchen's legend. He had sneered as he thought that Taoist Hongchen was simply making a rumor out of it.

He didn't believe that there would be immortals in this world, and he also didn't believe that Taoist Hongchen of the Celestial Clouds Monastery would exist. Taoist Hongchen had already lived for several thousand years, and those legends were just rumors about fools.

Thus, the silkpants brought his men over to the Celestial Clouds Mountain and invited many reporters to clamor at the foot of the mountain. He would definitely be able to uncover Taoist Hongchen's tricks this time!

There were some elderly local people who tried to persuade the foppish young lord to not provoke immortals. By doing so, he would desecrate the gods and receive retribution.

Towards these kind persuasions, the silkpants naturally scoffed at them and swaggered up the mountain with his ten or so armed followers.

He didn't see them return even after half a month.

The elders at the foot of the mountain all said that the foppish young lord was taken away by the god and they even came to pray. Immortal elder, do not be angry, and do not blame or punish the innocent.

The reporters that were invited by the popinjays were also waiting at the foot of the mountain. They naturally wouldn't believe this when they discovered that something was amiss, so they immediately called for help at the local Heaven Palace.

The local Heavenly Mansion was very cooperative. They immediately deployed a large amount of manpower and resources to search for the silkpants' whereabouts. In the end, they searched the entire mountain, and even the biggest figure in the area sought to see Taoist Hongchen, but no foppish dandy was found.

Celestial Clouds Monastery's reply made people speechless: They had never seen anyone come to the mountain. Perhaps the men had slipped in the fog and fallen out of the valley?

The Celestial Clouds Monastery truly hit the mark. A week later, the rescue team managed to find the bodies of the popinjays from a valley several hundred meters deep. However, they had already been gnawed into bones by the wild beasts.

After that, no one would come here to seek the truth, no matter how much people doubted the legends of Celestial Clouds Monastery and Taoist Hongchen.

As for the Treasure Island's Heavenly Palace, they had never attempted to develop their Celestial Clouds Mountain in the past few years.

With this, the legend of Celestial Clouds Mountain, Taoist Hongchen, became even more mysterious.

Her greatest secret was her age and origin.

"How old is she this year? "Where did it come from?"

Yang Xue's downcast eyes moved slightly as she glanced at Taoist Hongchen, who was sitting there motionlessly.

She had been standing here silently for a long time, and her legs were sore from standing, but up until now, Taoist Hongchen did not say a word or even open his eyes.

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