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According to the description of the suspect, this falls within my area of expertise, and I have practiced it before. Therefore, the features I provided to the artist were quite accurate. When the portrait came out, I took a look and thought, yes, it really resembles the person, almost like a photograph; the artist's skill is indeed remarkable.
In the portrait, Ren Pingsheng is smiling, his smile bright and warm, with a hint of something sinister that is hard to pinpoint. Just looking at the portrait, one would never guess he is a bad person. Ruo Chanjuan has a sorrowful expression; to be honest, I intentionally made her look a bit less attractive, but she still resembles her quite well. Hongxi's features are very distinct, so it was easy to capture his likeness. As for Xuanwu...
I told the artist that Xuanwu looks remarkably similar to our County Constable, so I had him draw it based on the County Constable's appearance!
Thus, Xuanwu's portrait is indeed the most accurate among them.
Of course, I kept it hidden in my room.
However, when Nie Qiuyuan saw these portraits, his expression turned sour. He clearly acknowledged that these portraits were very lifelike but remained uncharacteristically silent for a while; I couldn't figure out what was bothering him.
In any case, the first major enemy revealed in the Qingliang Temple's main hall was undoubtedly Zhuque from the Mirror Gate.
Fang Xuanling said to Bopo the Divine Monk, "Brother, be careful and do not let him get close. This guy has powerful traps and hidden weapons; don't fall into his tricks."
Bopo the Divine Monk nodded. The two of them each wielded their respective blades and moved forward to engage Zhuque in battle.
The hall was in chaos; on the ground lay the bodies of Eight Holy Monks. The fighters stepped over the corpses as they battled, tension mounting without anyone noticing anything amiss about stepping on the bodies beneath them.
After about an incense stick's worth of time fighting, suddenly someone shouted from below, "Alright, rise!"
The eight corpses on the ground suddenly sprang back to life simultaneously.
Dressed in robes and covered in blood, the eight monks nimbly leaped up from the ground, each holding a blowing tube and directing their breaths toward different parts of the fighting crowd.
A chilling wail erupted from among the crowd in an instant.
It turned out that dozens of unmarked Garrison Soldiers had mysteriously developed strange indigo marks on their legs. When blown by the monks' tubes, these marks ignited with eerie green flames.
The flames spread rapidly and could not be extinguished no matter how hard they tried. In an instant, a group of green "fire people" in the hall emitted horrifying screams as they desperately ran and struggled until they were reduced to charred remains.
The unmarked Soldiers immediately found themselves at a disadvantage as their numbers dwindled. The red-armed Soldiers suffered some losses as well, but only a few black-clad masked men fell. Thus, there was now a balance in numbers, allowing the black-clad fighters to unleash their full combat potential.
The men in black were known for their swift blades, and within the grand hall, the glint of knives flashed like falling snowflakes.
At this point, everything was clear. The leader of Snowfall Villa had already been dealt with by Luo Dachun, and now we were all in the same boat—no, we were allies now. I believed that by this time, Brother Sikong must have come to trust us completely; his younger brother would never push him into a pit.
This operation had successfully pulled Snowfall Villa from the brink of disaster and had effectively given them a partial clean slate.
Clearly, all the monks in the hall were impostors. If you wanted to know who excelled at disguise, Tang Kunlun was the one to consult! Snowfall Villa had always operated with two faces, so their disguise techniques could not possibly be inferior to those of Mirror Gate.
Luo Dachun had disguised himself as Fang Xuanling, while Sikong Han had transformed into Bopo the Divine Monk. The eight monks lying on the ground were also skilled members of Snowfall Villa in disguise. Their purpose was twofold: to confuse the enemy and provoke their attacks, while amidst the chaos, they would quietly use Snowfall Villa's unique fire talismans to eliminate some of the foes.
Now, everything was progressing smoothly. The reinforcements from Official Authorities, who had been lying in wait outside the temple, had received the signal and were pouring into Qingliang Temple. I believed that once we closed in, Mirror Gate would be significantly weakened.
What? You ask where that sickly assassin went?
We took care of him long ago.
According to our plan, we had already identified which of the two youths from Luoyang was the spy. During the Ritual Cleansing and Changing of Garments segment, we followed that youth and saved the Holy Monk they intended to harm while capturing the Mirror Gate assassin meant to replace him.
Luo Dachun was quite ruthless; before coming to Qingliang Temple, he had someone prepare a coffin in advance. After capturing that Mirror Gate assassin, without a word, he drove him straight into the coffin.
"Letting you harm others!" he muttered angrily as he nailed down the coffin lid.
We also used drugs to control that spy youth, gathering a wealth of information from him and sending a "everything is normal" signal to Mirror Gate through his contacts.
Once we dealt with Snowfall Villa, having their assistance would make these technical issues a piece of cake.
As for the real Eight Holy Monks, they had already set off for the altar. Another group of Garrison Soldiers was responsible for their protection, accompanied by Han Meilan disguised as a man. Additionally, there were Emperor's personal guards known as Shadow of Strategy operating in secrecy—though this was information unknown to others.
For the first time, Lin Jiu bravely expressed his desire to join the escort team for the Eight Holy Monks. Both Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun disagreed; he lacked martial skills and would only end up dead if something went wrong. Seeing his flushed face and hesitant demeanor made me step forward in support of him.
I believed Lin Jiu was sharp and meticulous; he could compensate for any shortcomings among those brutish fighters in the escort team and help prevent potential disasters. Besides, theoretically speaking, the chances of something going wrong with the escort team were quite low!
I found myself feeling quite pleased with myself when Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun paused to consider my opinion and surprisingly agreed with me. Lin Jiu cast a grateful glance in my direction.
In truth, I had seen through Brother Jiu's inner world. How I wished Lin Jiu would take more initiative; after all, he could be a powerful ally in helping me eliminate a rival!
Even though my idol had sworn his allegiance to me, the thought of Han Meilan also liking him and secretly fantasizing about him left me feeling quite unsettled.
So far, the operations of the Jade Balance Bureau were progressing very smoothly. It was estimated that in this battle, we could eliminate at least a hundred disciples of Mirror Gate, and from the captives, we could extract valuable information about Mirror Gate.
If luck was on our side, we might even be able to get rid of Zhuque!
Among the members of Mirror Gate, Zhuque was the one I despised the most. Of course, Ren Pingsheng was also quite detestable, but none of them had ruthlessly killed hundreds of people in front of me like Zhuque had, and afterward, he didn’t seem to care at all.
Although Zhuque was just a young man, I couldn't help but wish he would pay for the lives of those innocent victims he had wronged.
At that moment, while all this was happening, I was lurking not far from outside the main hall and clearly saw the scene of the government troops surrounding it. Since Luo Dachun had forbidden me from entering the hall, I obediently complied; I certainly didn’t want to walk into a death trap.
(What? You’re asking how I knew what was happening inside the hall? Please don’t ask such questions; I just know, and I've already told you everything. Why ask so much…?)
As I excitedly observed the movements around the hall, I suddenly heard strange sounds behind me. Someone whispered softly, "Indeed, she's here; there's no mistake!"
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