Flourishing of the Ming Dynasty Novel - Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Lu Zhen the Divine Envoy (2)
Lu Zhen, who was walking into the tent that was more than twice the size of the other tents, unconsciously felt a little nervous because of his curious and hostile eyes. However, he managed to calm himself down, with a faint smile on his face and greetings from the five people in the tent.

“Is this the Divine Envoy you’re talking about?” An old man looked at Lu Zhen with suspicion and disapproval, but his words were spoken to Hezha.

He Zha snorted and then said, “What, do you think there’s something wrong with Mu Jia?”

“Of course. He’s just a Han Chinese. According to me, he’s a spy and more likely than others. The so-called Divine Envoy is just an excuse he used to bluff.” As Mu Dai spoke, his eyes swept up and down Lu Zhen’s body unscrupulously, as if he wanted to find a flaw.

Although the others did not agree, their expressions clearly showed the same intention. Seeing this, Hezha felt somewhat annoyed. “You all clearly don’t believe me. I, Hezha, have always kept my word. When have I ever deceived anyone, let alone Ho-hu-er, who is still here?”

“Who knows what you’re thinking?” Mu Dai curled his lips and said with disdain.

‘”You” Seeing that he was targeting him like this, Hezha finally became anxious. He took a step forward and wanted to argue with Mu Dai, but was stopped by He Huer and the others. “Alright, you two don’t argue. As long as Hezha can produce convincing evidence, everything will naturally not be a problem.”

“Look at his attire, what does he look like from the Ming Empire?” Hezha immediately pointed at Lu Zhen and asked, then pointed at the package on the side, “There are still these. Have you seen these things in the Ming Kingdom?”

This was reasonable. Not only did He Hu’er nod her head, the others could not refute it. Only Mu Dai still snorted in disbelief, “If the Ming Kingdom wants to send a spy, they have to make some preparations.”

Seeing that this fellow was so messing around, the others seemed to still have doubts about his words. Hezha finally couldn’t bear it anymore and immediately strode out of the tent. Just as everyone was full of suspicion, he turned around and had a short shovel in his hand.

“You … what are you doing?” Seeing his shovel in both hands striding towards him, Mu Dai was shocked and couldn’t help but shrink back. At the same time, his hand was already on the saber at his waist. His family knew that he was old and was no match for Hezha in his prime.

Hezha did not explain, only shouting at him, “Draw your saber!”

“Hezha!” Seeing him like this, He Huer’s expression darkened as she warned him.

“He Huer, don’t worry, I won’t hurt him. I just want to prove something to him.” He Zha was naturally very serious about his reputation, and then he looked at Mu Jia and said, “Draw your saber!”

When the others saw him say that, they weren’t as nervous as before. Seeing this, Mu Dai could only pull out his saber, as if he was ready to engage in battle at any time. However, his heart was constantly beating drums, afraid that he would really suffer any damage as a result.

At this moment, Hezha swung his shovel and sliced towards Mu Dai. Mu Dai and the others did not expect him to really make a move. They all cried out in alarm, and the latter subconsciously raised the saber in his hand and saw that it was a saber.

“Choke–clang!” After a loud noise, He Huer and the others, who had originally wanted to pull the two of them away, were stunned on the spot because they saw an astonishing scene. The steel knife that Mu Dai had counted in his tribe was actually cut into two pieces by this shovel.

After cutting off the opponent’s weapon, Hezha stopped moving and did not continue to attack. Otherwise, Mu Dai would probably be splashed with blood.

“How … how could this be?” Mu Dai’s heart ached, but his eyes were filled with panic and disbelief. This saber was obtained from a certain general of the Ming army. It was the strongest and sharpest, yet it was actually cut off so easily by an inconspicuous shovel?

The others were also shocked, unable to regain their senses for a long time, until Hezha said, “He was the one who brought this shovel with him.”

Hearing this, their gazes fell on Lu Zhen at the same time. At this time, the latter appeared more calm than before. His face was full of light clouds and gentle winds. He really looked like a messenger of God.

Along the way to Rahab Clan, Lu Zhen had already made a certain judgement on the various doubts he had now, so after the initial nervousness and discomfort, he quickly adjusted his mentality. Especially when he saw that these people didn’t believe him at all until now, it gave him a lot of confidence and boldness. “I’m a young man with five to six hundred years of knowledge and higher education than you. It’s not a big deal to fool you uneducated barbarians, is it?” He was even using these words to cheer himself up.

As he thought of this, Lu Zhen’s eyes naturally revealed a bit of arrogance. All of this fell into the eyes of the others, but he felt even more unfathomable.

When he opened his mouth, it caused everyone to look sideways, “That’s right, this shovel is mine. It’s one of the treasures I brought down from the sky!”

“You actually speak our Mongolian?” He Huer was stunned and couldn’t help but ask.

Lu Zhen smiled arrogantly, “That’s right, I wonder if this will make you accept this fact?”

“Hmph, just relying on these two points to fool around isn’t that simple.” Although he was convinced, Mu Dai still insisted on his own opinion. The other two old men, on the other hand, originally wanted to say something, but now they stopped talking. Since Mu Dai had stepped forward, he could just wait and see.

Depending on the situation, he had to reveal his own “miraculous signs”. As Lu Zhen thought about it, he took out his lighter, opened the lid in front of them, and pressed the switch.

When they saw the flash of fire coming out of the strange iron box, the blindfolded people’s eyes became a little straighter. To them, who were still living in a semi-primitive society, fire was an existence they needed to look up to. Now that Lu Zhen could easily ignite a fire, the impact wasn’t small.

“Mu Dai, what else do you have to say?” Hezha deliberately looked at the other party and asked.

“I…”

“If you don’t believe me again, you can try the last magic treasure of the Divine Envoy. It’s a terrifying treasure that can suck a person’s soul in.” Hezha said.

Lu Zhen felt a headache, so he didn’t bring out the camera because the cowhide from before was blown too big. If the other party really wanted to give it a try, he really wouldn’t be able to let the person being photographed die three days later. However, after being mentioned by Hezha, it was impossible for him not to take it out, so he had no choice but to forcefully take out the camera and aim it at Mu Dai.

The others had originally believed this, but when they saw his actions, they immediately shouted and moved aside, leaving Mu Dai directly opposite Lu Zhen.

‘”Kacha–” A white light flashed past, causing everyone’s eyes to go blurry. This kind of light that came out of thin air had already made He Huer and the others feel fear in their hearts.

As for Mu Dai, his heart trembled. He was stunned on the spot. Could it be that this was true? Did this fellow really seize his soul?

Lu Zhen said calmly, “This magic treasure takes three days to collect people’s souls, but it will soon be effective. If you don’t believe me, you can come and take a look.”

Hearing this, Hesha hurriedly leaned over, while Heshu’er and the others also leaned forward after a moment of hesitation. Several pairs of eyes landed on the photo behind the camera at the same time, and then the expressions of the three people behind them changed drastically, “This … his soul was indeed packed into this box?”

At this time, Mu Dai finally moved closer uneasily. His mind exploded with a buzz when he saw it. He felt a burst of darkness in front of him, and he didn’t know what to do. At this moment, he finally believed that Lu Zhen was the messenger of God. At the same time, he was filled with regret. If he had known that this was the result, he should not have acted impulsively.

He was already quite old, but now that he was nervous and had difficulty breathing, his body immediately went limp and he fainted. When the few of them heard the commotion, they turned around and saw that Mu Dai had fainted immediately. Their expressions became even more reverent, but they attributed the reason for Mu Dai’s fainting to the fact that his soul had been sucked away.

“God Representative, I hope you don’t punish him for this.” Hezha was also shocked. Previously, the effects of this magic treasure weren’t so obvious. Could it be that the Divine Envoy thought that Mu Dai was disrespectful to him and increased his magic power? With this thought, Hezha naturally panicked and hurriedly asked for help.

Even He Huer panicked when she saw this. She hurriedly said, “Yes, God Representative, Mu Dai didn’t mean to offend you. I hope you don’t take offense!”

By saying this, he clearly recognized Lu Zhen’s identity as a Divine Envoy. This caused Lu Zhen’s heart to immediately relax. He knew that at least the safety in front of him was guaranteed, so he nodded and said, “I won’t blame anyone who doesn’t know for not offending him.” As he spoke, his hand slipped on the screen and deleted the photo. “He’ll be fine soon.”

Seeing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and showed even more respect towards him. Especially when they learned that Lu Zhen had been sent down by Longevity Heaven to help their Mongolian tribes, they almost bowed to him.

As a result, Lu Zhen, the captive, had only arrived in Rahab Clan for half a day before he quickly turned from a prisoner into a guest. Not only did he not suffer any hardship, he was also invited to live in a tent specially cleaned for him. However, the situation of the other prisoners was much worse. They were quickly divided up and became slaves of these monsters. What awaited them was a long and miserable life.

However, Lu Zhen was also very clear in his heart that his special identity could not last for too long. Once they got used to their clothes and he didn’t have any other miracles, perhaps these Meng people wouldn’t be too polite to him.

Therefore, the next priority was to really do something for them so that they could completely believe that they were Divine Envoys.

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