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Yuan Ming suddenly recalled what Ye Chuan had said in a fit of anger and asked, "Have you gone to find your uncle?" Chang Jing replied, "Yes, I did. My uncle said: If there is a dispute with the monastery, it can only be resolved and not copied. The abbey is not under the jurisdiction of the Chinese government, but under the control of the imperial government of Gong-an Street. They say that the Japanese Legation, which attached great importance to their monastery, sometimes sent troops to garrison it. "

Yuan Ming said, "They are all talking nonsense! Beijing is the capital of China, how can there be foreign territory? It was our country that was impotent and allowed itself to be taken over by foreign powers. "The people of the Monastery tried to kill it. Why didn't they send the police to kill it?"

Chang Jing said, "My master also said that all officials now are afraid of foreigners, and the bigger the official, the more afraid he is. The president is the biggest, and he is most afraid of foreigners. " Yuan Ming felt indignant and indignant. Chang Jing once again instructed for the medicine to be consumed before taking her leave.

Yuan Ming continued to take medicine every day, persisting in his training. In just a few days, he felt strong and strong throughout his body, and his cultivation had recovered. One morning, after practicing a few punches, he felt comfortable in his arms and thought to himself, "My wounds have healed. Great! "I will start the investigation of the monastery."

He put on his suit, got into the van, and went to the door of the monastery. Seeing that there were few people on the street, the market was filled with small numbers of people. A group of nuns were coming in and out, moving things around the yard. They walk differently; their heads are straight and their feet are windy. He was dressed in a Daoist attire with a cape covering his body. With that crown on his head, only his eyes could be seen.

Yuan Ming secretly laughed, "These people really know how to put on airs. If they aren't bald, why would they wear that thing? It must be to hide his face. " Yuan Ming looked at the yard again. The yard was huge and there were many houses. The walls were neat and tall. There was a front yard, a back yard, and an east yard. There are trees, arbors, rocks, counterfeit, cloisters, winding paths, looking at endless. On the plaque, there were six words: "Moral Church Monastery".

While Yuan Ming was looking around, he suddenly saw four nuns walking in from the east, not far from the entrance of the mountain. Yuan Ming immediately recognized the four of them. It was the lotus seed, the atrazine seed, the tortoise flower and Fan Jing. The four men had just returned from the Japanese Legation. Enemies met, and their eyes were red. Yuan Ming said with hatred in his heart, "Let's see how I will deal with you all!" Afraid that he would be recognized by the four of them, he turned around and walked away.

The four of them became suspicious when they saw Yuan Ming leaving in a hurry. He said to Yuan Ming's back, "Why did he suddenly leave? It was as if he was deliberately avoiding us. "He must be here to inquire."

"This person is dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He's a bit suspicious."

"What is he going to do?"

"Who cares! "Do our thing." Yuan Ming secretly looked back and saw the four of them walk into the yard.

Having an idea in mind, Yuan Ming returned to his shop, took out the money, went out to the street and bought a set of clothes worn by a rich young master, and changed out of his suit. Yuan Ming changed his clothes and said in his heart, "Now I have experience. Even if you follow me here, you won't be able to find a man in a suit. Let's see what tricks you have up your sleeves! " Yuan Ming was much more cautious.

He stayed out for a day and only returned to the shop in the evening. When the assistant saw him, he asked, "Why did Brother Liu change his clothes again?" Yuan Ming vaguely said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." "So cool!"

The clerk said, "The police are here to take care not to go out into the street when it gets dark. There was another gang of robbers in the city. Be careful, don't let them catch you as bad people. "

Yuan Ming replied, "Not on the street, not on the street. I went to sleep. I've been wandering around for the entire day and I'm tired. " He pretended to be timid, and as he mumbled to himself, he spread out the bed and was about to go to sleep.

The assistant thought to himself, "Just this one person alone is easy to stir up trouble with. If he doesn't go out, my shop won't have any foreign affairs. " It turned out that the shop assistant had found out that Yuan Ming was injured and asked him how he did it. Yuan Ming stammered, "I met some thugs outside the city and they beat me up." The man had been worried about him. Seeing that Yuan Ming had really laid down, the assistant left in relief.

Yuan Ming lay there until nightfall. He quietly got up, put on his clothes, locked the door and went out onto the street. There were teams of patrolling soldiers and groups of police officers walking on the street. Yuan Ming looked at his heart and said, "The fellow didn't say to scare me. The streets are really tightly regulated. " After the patrolling team left, Yuan Ming quickly went into the alley and took a shortcut to the monastery.

Outside the walls of the monastery, Yuan Mingming was sweating profusely. He looked around him and thought to himself, "I only saw his front yard during the day, so I don't know what his back yard looks like. I'll go in through the backyard. "

Seeing that no one was moving around, Yuan Ming heard a bustling sound coming from afar. He threw himself against the wall and peered inside. It did not look like a quiet temple, but like a large government office. The lights in the houses were bright and the shadows of people could be seen in the yard. Under the tree, in the pavilion, there was the laughter of men and women. There were a couple sitting in the grass with their arms around each other, whispering and kissing. There was a scene at the edge of the pavilion, which was even more impressive. The man and woman twirled around each other in a circle. It turned out to be a dozen men and women hugging and dancing. Yuan Ming did not recognize this scene.

First, Yuan Ming was eager for revenge. Second, he was a person who had been through trouble and danger. Naturally, he would be bold. He looked down the wall again. As he looked at it, he thought to himself, "Even I dare to explore such a powerful place like the guard battalion, what kind of thing is this monastery of yours!?" To tell you the truth, apart from plotting against me, I am not afraid of any number of Japanese. " He saw the dancing men, all dressed in baggy clothes! The women were all covered in oil and powder. Their long sleeves hung down to their feet, and their waists were tied with a bundle.

Yuan Ming snickered and said, "So they are actually a group of sick people. It must be a backache. Look at each of them with a bundle tied around their waists, they're afraid of the cold. " It was a kimono that Yuan Ming did not recognize.

After Yuan Ming finished looking at the backyard, he quietly went into the front yard. He saw a tall and beautiful building in the middle of the room. The steps were high and the fence wide. The corner has a heavy eaves, and the paint is bright. Like a church. While Yuan Ming was secretly inspecting inside the fence, he suddenly heard a shout from the southwest corner, "Halt!" You can't run anymore! "

Yuan Ming looked carefully in shock. He saw a man running frantically and someone chasing after him from behind. Yuan Ming quickly coiled the pillar and hid inside the eaves. The man was soon surrounded by many people in front of the house.

The Japanese said, "You can't escape! Quick, surrender. " That person wasn't big and wasn't willing to surrender. He was playing around with the treasured sword in his hand as it whistled through the wind, not letting anyone near him. All the Japanese men and women held their swords horizontally in a circle, tightly surrounding that person. The man suddenly clashed with each other, causing the encirclement to fluctuate between big and small, moving back and forth. The sound of weapons clashing filled the air as the battle intensified.

Yuan Ming was secretly happy in his heart as he thought, "There are still enemies in the monastery!" That was something to be happy about. If he can't break through, I'll go help him. "

The man continued to fight, and protecting his body, he stopped his sword and stood still. The encirclement immediately shrank again. All of the Japanese men and women raised their swords and said, "You won't be able to escape even if you have wings! Quickly surrender! " The man remained silent in the middle, and while they were unprepared, he began to rush out again. The encirclement spun around as the weapons clashed. It was deafening.

Yuan Ming said to himself, "This person is really amazing. With such a disadvantage, he can still contend. If there is another person like him, they will not be able to hold him off. "

Just as Yuan Ming was about to come down to help, he suddenly saw two men, one fat and the other thin, walking over from the east side of the house. There were lanterns leading the way in front, and lanterns lighting behind. The two came to a steady halt by the side of the crowd. The fat one was Shan Qi, the Japanese Black Dragon Society's special agent in Beijing; the thin one was Shunsuke, the Japanese emperor's envoy who had recently returned from Japan.

The two looked around the circle. Shan Qi said to the crowd, "Everyone stop. "Who are you arresting?" Everyone stopped what they were doing. The person in the middle stopped rushing.

A nun came forward and reported, "This man has been bothering our monastery for days, and I've never been able to catch him. He had come without a trace! Gone without a trace. Today, we will lay in ambush and prepare to capture him. And here he comes again. Now he couldn't run. Unexpectedly, he was a little boy named Challee in the Church of the British Mosque. Boss, please wait for a moment. Wait until we capture him, then tie him up and ask him for details. " Shan Qi nodded. All of the Japanese men and women brandished their swords again and moved forward, trying to force the little boy to capture them alive.

The little man had just been given a chance to catch his breath, but his spirits had been boosted again as he brandished his sword and charged forward again. He even wanted to break out of the encirclement. Shan Qi proudly said to himself, "Let's see how long you can struggle. Even if you were to die from exhaustion, you wouldn't be able to break out." So he and the man in the well settled down to watch the little man struggle for control.

The little man was staring at the monastery. In recent days, the Temple of National Protection has also sent four young faculties to inquire about the matter. It was unknown which of them acted carelessly, but they were discovered by the people of the monastery and their defenses were strengthened. People in the Monastery were surprised to find that every time someone came to investigate the matter, they would move fast as they came to check out the situation. Lotus seed reported Shanqi. Shan Qi was also on tenterhooks. He was afraid that someone would plot against him.

During the day, Shan Qi sent lotus seeds, atrazine seeds, oregano and Fan Jing to the legation to request troops to be stationed there. The Japanese envoys and the quiet man in the well do not get along. When he heard that Jing Jiu lived in a monastery, he was annoyed and refused Shan Qi's request.

Lotus came back and reported everything to Shanqi and Jing Fu. Shan Qi and Jing Fu were both deeply resentful of the fact that they were willing to see the day come when they would not save him. The two of them had no choice but to allow the lotus seed, atrazine seed, lotus flower, and Fan Jing to guard them day and night. To drag the lotus seeds into silence, and never to seek revenge on the master of Yutan Temple and Changjing.

The little man had several purposes for probing the monastery. He noticed that the sudden arrival of Jingfu from the well in the monastery had caught his attention. The little boy knew that Jingfu had come to Beijing to beguile Yuan Shikai into signing a secret treaty with Japan. The little man was afraid that in the future Japan's interests in China would surpass his British interests in China. He would like to know the content of the contract in order to interfere with it.

Second, since the death of Father Mary, the little man had risen. He was promoted to the position of priest in the church of the mosque by the British archbishop, Letimoth. The little man was very happy on the day of his promotion.

At the inaugural meeting, he said, "In the future, I will be your priest. You must all listen to me. This priest's methods of managing the church and the teaching were a little different from Mary's. It was different from the priests of the past. I want to spread our teachings widely among the Chinese. Let them join our church. Only then will the power of our church be strong. With the support of the Chinese, we are able to gain a foothold here. Otherwise, we can only watch as Japan's Bushido develops and grows in power here, which is more and more disadvantageous to us. This was number one: developing the Church. We have a long history against the Japanese Wushi Association, the Japanese Black Dragon Association and other Japanese organizations in the second Beijing. If we do not eliminate them as soon as possible, they will probably drive us out of Beijing or even wipe us out. China is a treasure trove, we're settled. The Japanese won't be able to get rid of us.

The death of our first-rate warrior, Mr. Maclay, has now been ascertained. He was killed by the Japanese master. Mary was killed by them while we were unprepared. They also plundered our gold and silver and jewelry.

All these added together with the past grudges could be said to be a deep hatred and hatred! We will definitely take revenge! I decided to eradicate the monastery in Japan. "Grab Shanqi, chop his head, and pay homage to the souls of Father Mary and Mr. Michael."