Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 112

"Recently, there have been frequent incidents in Fuzhou City. Today, all Taoist priests are here. I simply ask you to refer to the inside story together."

Geng Jingzhong made a full gesture of handing over the details, and toasted everyone in the seat with a glass of wine, then sighed, and said slowly with a little worry.

"My father moved to Fuzhou City at the beginning of the year. It was originally in accordance with the imperial court's will to prevent Zheng's pirates from making troubles and harming Li Shu, and to restore peace to central Fujian. But for several months, strange things and ghosts have occurred frequently in Fuzhou City. , has almost reached the heavenly hearing, but it seems that my Jingnan Palace has lost its virtue..."

It was already late at this time, and the last ray of sunset on the West Lake outside the door was also swallowed sadly, the water and sky were all left dark blue, and the willows hanging along the lake were suddenly waving and entwined because of the strong cold wind, as if the rhythmic frequency Different dancers are performing on the stage at will.

The stars in the sky have not yet been brightened, and the tourists who have not dispersed have already lit the water lamps, floating on the West Lake, as if they can float to the deepest part of the starry sky with the waves of the lake.

Chang Qingzi was a tall and thin Taoist, with his hands folded in his sleeves, it could be seen that his shoulders were broad and his back was broad, his arms were long and slender, he really looked like a good hand with sword and fist.It's a pity that there is a reserved look on his face, which doesn't give people a good look.

"My son, you are welcome. I heard about the ancient temple at the bottom of the lake before I came here."

Qingcheng is a famous mountain of Taoism, and Taoist Huilu, who is the head of the Qingcheng School, is naturally a high-ranking Taoist, and he returned to his own work in an instant.

"On the way, I heard that the ancient temple in the lake was shining at night. It was impossible to see, but there was a strange sound like howling. This matter may be caused by dead souls in the water, and there may be epidemic diseases in the near future. The three of us, the teacher and the disciple, will set up a water sacrifice. For a whole day and night, fortunately, I prayed for mercy, so that the common people will be spared from suffering."

In the past, there were many terrible things like miasma and plague in Fujian. Since ancient times, it was believed that the plague was dominated by ghosts and gods. The plague ghosts were ghosts that spread the plague.

Geng Jingzhong nodded: "Then Daoist Lao will set up a funeral in the lake. That ancient temple is very weird. I will send troops to protect it and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Then he sighed again, "In order to appease people's hearts, the palace also sent fishermen into the water to investigate, but the ancient temple is clearly in front of us, but we can't find it no matter what, and we don't know what is causing the trouble inside."

Lin Zhennan heard it clearly, and instantly guessed what Geng Jingzhong meant by saying this.

"My lord, I have something curious. The bottom of the water is only a few feet deep. Why don't you send someone to drop the anchor, hook the pillars and tiles of the corridor, and then follow the cable?"

Lin Zhennan proposed a very practical plan, and Jiang Wen also took it seriously.

How deep can an artificial lake dug out by the Jin Dynasty be? Wouldn’t it be enough to demolish the temple?
"The sailor also thought so, but after several days of fishing, they only pulled up weeds and strange rocks at the bottom of the lake, not even a single ancient tile."

Geng Jingzhong waved his hands in disbelief and said, "Thinking about how Yan Gao, the governor of Taikang County in Jin Dynasty, used all his people's power, how could he dig out a huge lake with a radius of more than ten miles? How could so many lakes gather without submerging the city?"

Geng Jingzhong's words were a little erratic, as if he was waiting for something.

"People in Fuzhou City say that this West Lake was originally a depression outside the city. At first, a sea eye was dug out to create this West Lake. This ancient temple seems to be close at hand, but in fact it has already It sank into the sea eye at the bottom of the West Lake..."

As the young Geng Jingzhong's words fell, several people present also fell silent, a little dazed and a little bit reverie.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door, and many people made a sound of admiration. It seemed that someone wanted to get close to the lake, but was stopped.

Geng Jingzhong rushed out of the tent first, passed the best position guarded by the guards, and came to the edge of the lake to look out.

Others also came out one after another, and they all saw the central West Lake outside Fuzhou City, which was emitting a slight fluorescence. The dense chaos seemed to be the first opening of the universe, as if it contained all the dark and unclear creations, and was following the opening of the sea eye. , revealing a hint of maddening mystery.

Geng Jingzhong's eyes were full of intoxication, and he murmured to himself: "The flood spring is extremely deep, why is it...the eastward flow does not overflow, who knows why..."

Jiang Wen also saw this scene.

The center of the lake in the distance is actually hazy, and I can't see it clearly, but I can probably tell that it is a temple.

But it was this obscure and distant light that made all reality mottled, and the illusion in his mind pierced through the air.A moss-covered, water-weed-grown temple emerges from his temple, decorated with extremely solemn carvings.The curling cigarettes in the main hall have long been extinguished, and the furnace is full of mud from the bottom of the lake.

The big lacquer Buddha in that ancient temple lowered its eyes and lowered its eyebrows, and under its stone throne suppressed the deeply hidden sea eyes.And in the dead of night, if you put your ears on the crack of the stone wall of the throne, you will hear the sound of the sea under the Buddha statue...

Chang Qingzi came with his disciples at the end, looked at the crazy tourists and soldiers by the lake, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, be careful, this may be a trick by the spirits in the lake to confuse people's hearts, it's better to get married as soon as possible!"

Geng Jingzhong was interrupted by the voice, and felt a little annoyed, but he endured it well.

Jiang Wen has always been wary of this Chang Qingzi, fearing that he would be unfavorable to Lin Zhennan because of some predestined fate.

But now it seems that this person has more than enough squareness but not enough flexibility. He obviously didn't understand, or disdained to understand that Geng Jingzhong's saying that he was worried for the people was just a polite way of saying that what he really wanted was something from the heart of the lake.

"The prince seems to be quite fond of this West Lake? Why don't you take a closer look?"

Jiang Wen was even worse, and urged Geng Jingzhong to walk along the bridge to the center of the lake to save him from plotting to kill with a knife and use them to find the way.

But this temptation, Geng Jingzhong sighed: "Jiaxuan Layman also visited here, there is a saying: "Ten miles of crystal terraces, and more roads across the sky and clear night." It's not just me, King Yanjun of Fujian loves this place the most. Lake, and a crystal palace was built in the west of the city, and often repeated roads crossed the lake."

Then a truth came out.

"I don't know if the one that sank in the middle of the lake is the Crystal Palace built by King Min back then?"

Jiang Wen remained silent, wondering why Geng Jingzhong was so certain that the ancient temple at the bottom of the lake was related to the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms of Fujian?It is obvious that this lake has existed since the Jin Dynasty. Are there no suspicions in other dynasties?
But Jiang Wen also recalled a piece of content in Huixianguan's collection.

According to the "Chunxi Sanshan Zhi" records, when Zhao Ruyu was in command of Fujian in the Southern Song Dynasty, he wrote endlessly to ask for the dredging of the old West Lake outside Fuzhou City, and hurriedly started the service without waiting for the imperial court's approval.

At that time, people were suspicious of this matter, but Xin Qiji expressed cautious dissent to the doubts about dredging the West Lake at that time through the song "Congratulations to the Bridegroom: Three Mountains and Rain in the West Lake" that Geng Jingzhong said.

The cold night was still long, and the tourists who had stood for a while slowly dispersed, and Geng Jingzhong walked back into the big tent unwillingly, and ordered his men to warm up the rice wine again, and seated at the banquet.

Lin Zhennan saw that Geng Jingzhong was inexplicably depressed, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to say: "This matter about the West Lake should not take too long. If your son is at ease, my Fuwei Escort Bureau can take full power here, and it must be properly guarded!"

"Boss Lin's urgency and righteousness are really admirable! However, this ancient West Lake temple is just scabies, and the tricky things in Jibi Lane are the real troubles."

Geng Jingzhong's brows gradually eased, and he took a glass of warm wine and handed it to Lin Zhennan.

"Now, my Jingnan Prince's Mansion has sent troops to guard the entrance of the alley. The sound of repentance was heard in the alley for seven days and nights, but no one came out. This matter needs everyone to share your worries..."

Chang Qingzi frowned: "Is there such a thing? Are the alleys being tortured by swordsmen and thieves, or are there treacherous people gathering together to make trouble?"

Geng Jingzhong and Lin Zhennan looked at each other, both showing embarrassed expressions, which made it very difficult for the four Taoist priests who were kept in the dark to understand.

"This matter... starts with the fact that the owner of the Eryouzhai Bookstore in Jipi Lane bought a statue of Buddha in She County for [-] yuan.

(End of this chapter)