Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 144

The ancient houses in Fuzhou City are faintly shimmering and dense with reeds. Occasionally, jackdaws wake up in the branches of trees, and then they scream strangely and jump into the shadows that cannot be melted away, and quietly go away.

Goddess Liuding had calmed down the frightened congregation, and continued to lie dormant in this unsettling good night, waiting for the end of the long night.But what disturbed them was that even though Genggu had whispered several times, the dark sky in the distance still had no intention of brightening it up.

The trip was full of difficulties, and the only good news worth remembering in the past few days was that the Qing soldiers who had been hunting down the alleys seemed to have withdrawn suddenly after receiving the news, and assembled towards an unknown place.

When Jiang Wen returned to the old house, the Liuding Goddesses showed incredible expressions.

Jiang Wen came across the wall with a man on his back, and put the unconscious Madonna of Red Lotus on the stone bed in the secret room, then retreated two steps, allowing the girls to come forward and scream again and again.

"Quickly see if it's the person you're looking for. Anyway, I don't know him. This is what a triangular eye told me."

The situation today is delicate and thankful.

The Madonna of the Red Sun, who had been missing for several days, was still alive, dying but not in danger of dying.The other party was clearly aware of her status and role, and had no intention of killing her casually.

Or it can be said that it can be killed, but it must be "deserved to die".

This series of ingenious tricks to kill with a knife made Jiang Wen dizzy, and he could only admire and lament the depth and viciousness of the opponent's scheming.This person is well aware of the darkness of the human heart, and does things without leaving traces. He is very clear that whenever disputes and conflicts arise, doubting the winner is an undeniable truth.

He massacred the servants of Dingguang Temple in order to provoke the relationship between Monk Yankong and the Geng family.Regardless of whether the murderer was caught or not, it was also a fact that the Geng family had been digging here before.

Therefore, Dingguang Temple was attacked just when the "Mr. Yanshan Shinto Monument" was unearthed. The Qing court would never mercilessly make the assumption that there is no doubt, but would only think that no matter right or wrong, it must act first. .

This kind of method has appeared many times, and it has succeeded many times. It has to be said that it is an unsolvable problem.

In the same way, Feng Daode almost killed the Red Lotus Virgin by mistake before.If this happened, it would become an insoluble contradiction between the Wudang Sect and the White Lotus Sect.And it is not a contradiction that can be resolved simply by killing people, hiding corpses, and destroying traces.

Jiang Wen has always been very accurate in seeing people. If Feng Daode was killed by mistake, he would never admit his mistake upholding the morals of the world. Erasure—after all, the Wudang sect today is also facing internal and external troubles, unlike the Yitian period when it was the dominant sect, and it is not as simple as finding Zhang Cuishan and his wife to commit suicide.

All in all, this kind of operation is very interesting. The black hand behind the scenes ignites the problem from the perspective of profit, but as the real murderer, he can calmly hide behind the scenes and watch the clouds rise.

From this point of view, there is a reasonable explanation for Geng Jingzhong and Fuwei Escort's repeated plots before, Lin Zhennan's difficult situation, the leaderless dragons of the White Lotus Sect, and the Qing court's grass and trees are all soldiers——

The ghost-masked man behind the scenes wants to completely mess up Fuzhou City.

But the more he thought about it, the more Jiang Wen couldn't figure it out.

For example, why did Feng Daode come to this muddy water for no reason, and why he was deceived by this supposedly impressive thing twice in a row, even though he had used silk before.

Jiang Wen didn't think he was playing dumb for the time being.

Because this is so stupid, so stupid that anyone with a discerning eye can see it, and there is no benefit in pretending.But the current head of the Wudang faction must still have something that Jiang Wen didn't know, and he didn't want to share it, just like he left without saying goodbye on Jiuxian Mountain just now, he seemed awkward from beginning to end.

Jiang Wen still has another puzzle, the Red Lotus Virgin in front of him.How did she fall into the hands of the ghost-faced man, and how was she trapped in the banyan tree.

Jiang Wenzai knew from the first confrontation between Wuyi Mountain and the White Lotus Sect that they like to pretend to be gods and play tricks, so they set up suspicious positions.And the martial arts in front of him is not low, and he is proficient in human tricks, how could he be easily calculated and captured?

You must know that it is much more difficult to capture a master of the rivers and lakes alive than to kill him with one punch!
Fortunately, the answer to this question is now at hand.

"Girls, your two plays are almost over, can you wake people up?"

Jiang Wen thought about tonight's situation in his mind, and watched with his arms crossed as the goddesses of Liuding used various methods to save people, seeing them releasing acupuncture points, fumigation, pressing people's centers, and scratching their nests. His head was sweating profusely, but there was no sign of the Virgin of the Red Lotus waking up.

Since ancient times, men and women have not been close to each other, and Jiang Wen was too embarrassed to come forward to volunteer, so it is easy to appear to have ulterior motives to attract suspicion.

The youngest Goddess Liuding has always been outspoken, and she looked at Jiang Wen with a mournful face: "Daoist Jiang, we can't wake up the Red Lotus Madonna Bodhisattva with all our methods, she will die!"

The older Goddess Liuding quickly covered her mouth to express her childish words, "Don't talk nonsense, the Virgin's pulse is stable, how could she die!"

Goddess Liuding, who was bitten by a small stone on her leg, was well-informed, and after thinking for a while, she spoke her guess.

"Dear sisters, I have heard from the Holy Mother Bodhisattva that after I have taught the magical skills to practice to the state of Wuyang Chaoyuan, once the mind is severely injured, it will fall into suspended animation and rely on internal force to operate the body."

The youngest goddess hurriedly said: "Really! Sister, can you rescue the Holy Mother Bodhisattva!"

"I know the method. The Holy Mother Bodhisattva said that if you want to use external force to break the tortoise's breath at this time, you must have the input of true energy from the same source and the same realm to show that your own people are protecting you, and then you will naturally wake up."

But the woman in Shayi said hesitantly, "But the six of us are at most no more than the skill of the three yangs gathering together, and tonight we forced our internal energy to be injured. I'm afraid we can't do it together..."

The women looked at each other and let out a long sigh.Ordinarily, the tortoise's suspended animation is self-protection, and it can wake up when the time is up, but in today's turbulent environment, it is a great danger for a group of dragons to have no capital every quarter of an hour.

Jiang Wen finally said slowly: "Maybe I can try it once."

Then he slowly stretched out his hand, and grasped the wrist of the Madonna of Red Lotus through his sleeve, urging the vast and majestic Nine Yang True Qi to flow in.

In the expectant eyes of several people, as Jiang Wen slowly exerted his skills, the pale face of the Madonna of the Red Lotus lying quietly became a little rosy, and the temperature in the secret room on the lake platform suddenly increased a few degrees, and it seemed that a turning point was about to be ushered in .

But to Jiang Wen's disappointment, some symptoms were not stable yet, his internal force was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, after being resisted by many meridians, it dissipated and disappeared, and still failed to wake up the other party.

"No, there seems to be something wrong, there is always an internal force repelling me..."

The difference in internal strength between the Jinyong Jianghu and the Ming and Qing Jianghu has always been a stalk in Jiang Wen's mind. At this time, he encountered a classic adaptation problem, so that the two internal strengths seem to be incompatible but incompatible.

The light in the eyes of the Liuding Goddesses fell silent again in an instant.

A Liuding Goddess comforted: "The true qi I teach is very special. Unless it comes from the same source, there is no way to figure it out. Daoist Jiang, the inner strength you and I teach seem to be the same, but they are actually different. Thanks to you for saving the Holy Mother Bodhisattva tonight. Come back, Da En will never forget..."

Although the Liuding Goddesses couldn't hide their disappointment, they still didn't forget to express their gratitude.

But Jiang Wen is like an experienced Mongolian doctor at this time, who is determined not to give up when encountering difficult and miscellaneous diseases. There is no other advantage but courage.He frowned slightly and glanced at the huge murals on both sides, then suddenly said, "Let me try again."

Several different exercises were tried to no avail, but Jiang Wen had a faint understanding, and he shot again without being discouraged.

This time, Jiang Wen breathed out a turbid breath, and the method of Yungong changed from vast and extensive to fine and long, but there was a majestic aura of the rising sun, and Goddess Liuding seemed to be inspired by something, and her eyes seemed to see it Above the sea of ​​clouds, a round of rising sun radiates boundless brilliance, a vision of riding on the mighty purple air alone...

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This time, the fingers of the Madonna of the Red Lotus on the stone bed trembled slightly, her brows gradually furrowed, air seemed to be sucked into her chest for a long time, and she suddenly sat up arched.

She breathed in the fresh air violently, tugging at the deep, sinuous scars on her face.

Goddess Liuding was overjoyed, and hurried up to hold the water and hang her back, and spoke softly, finally letting her through the stupor and trance.

The Madonna of Red Lotus was still weak, but she took the initiative to wave back the goddess Liuding around her, and asked to be alone with Jiang Wen who had already retreated to the door.

"Jiang Daochang, we have left Sanliting until today. I didn't expect that we would meet here. Thank you for your rescue..."

Before the weak voice finished speaking, Jiang Wen interrupted the words of the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus unceremoniously.

"Holy Mother, you are welcome. Jiang has a few questions now, and I hope you can answer them one by one."

At this time, the credit has been obtained, and Jiang Wen didn't plan to set up any memorial archway to show favors without repaying them. He originally wanted to grasp the information channel of the White Lotus Sect and clear away the last cloud of confusion.

The Madonna of Red Lotus looked pale, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, we will know everything."

Jiang Wen immediately asked the first question.

"First question, did you send the letter to the Wuyi sect this time?"

This question is important.

If even Jiang Wen's entry into the game was the result of a conspiracy by the mastermind behind the scenes, then he should have fled the city on the train overnight, as the two sides were not on the same level at all.

Fortunately, the Madonna of Red Lotus nodded slowly.

"Our sect has offended your sect many times, and the Holy Child of the Red Sun fell into the hands of the Taoist priest again. I had no choice but to make this plan. At first, I wanted to come to the door in person to show my sincerity. Unfortunately, the story of change in Fuzhou happened suddenly. The guardian came up with this strategy as a way to slow down the troops, but he didn't expect that the Taoist priest would come straight to Fuzhou City."

Sure enough, as Jiang Wen guessed, the White Lotus Sect was unable to fight on two fronts, so their threats and lures in the letter were all to delay time so that they could go all out to deal with the affairs of Fuzhou City. Unfortunately, Jiang Wen noticed the flaw and backfired Come straight to Fuzhou.

Jiang Wen guessed the series of causes and consequences correctly, but he didn't guess that the White Lotus Sect, who was supposed to be the chief cause of the trouble, became the victim of repeated calculations this time.

Hearing the other party's direct admission, Jiang Wen simply said: "To be honest, I didn't take the previous quarrel to heart at all. I came here today just to tell you that Hongyang Shengtong chose to die here. On Wuyi Mountain, even the dead bodies are nowhere to be found."

Seeing the other party's dumbfounded, Jiang Wen quickly added, "I didn't kill the person. If you don't believe me, you can go to Wuyi Mountain and ask the four Liujia gods who survived. They know everything about it—those four are still being eaten by my Wuyi faction for nothing." It’s free to drink, and pay for the meal when you have time.”

Hearing this news, the weak Madonna of the Red Lotus didn't change much, as if everything was expected.

"Is that really the case... I saw Shengtong's tone in the last letter, but it was still a step too late. Don't worry, Taoist priest, we will not blame others. Besides, if Shengtong wants to run away, I believe that today's martial arts No one can stop him. Just don't let the sisters outside the door know."

"Why is this?"

"The Taoist priest knows that the Mingzun Sect has withered for a long time. Many of today's Hongyang lineages are lonely people picked up by Grandpa Shengtong. Everyone's friendship has not been repaid, but they have been separated forever..."

Jiang Wen also sighed slowly, and he could see that the person in front of him had a very close relationship with the Holy Child of Hongyang: "My condolences have changed. Let me ask the next question, what is the city fighting for?"

The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus put away her mourning, sat up from the stone bed, and said in a low voice: "All of this has a lot to do with the Huang Hufa I taught. Huang Hufa was originally a descendant of the Yixu Huang family in the city, and he managed the Eryou The Zhaishu shop also buys and sells some antique calligraphy and paintings, relying on the influence of various parties in Guangzhou to take care of the local incense.”

"It wasn't until he unearthed some indescribable things in the ancient tomb that things became weird. He became suspicious and hid every day without a trace. I only found out after I came to Fuzhou City to inquire. He told The news to all parties is completely different!"

"In his letter to me, he said that he had found the whereabouts of the "Nine Serenity Scriptures" engraved by Youming in the former Song Dynasty; in his secret letter to Prince Geng's Mansion, he said that the Emperor's Temple in Yongzhen Youquan was about to be born; In the news from the Qing court, he said that there are clues to the Mani Orb in the tower alley; but in the Fuwei Escort Bureau where he worked as an accountant, he said that he had learned the way to enter and exit the netherworld..."

Hearing the words Fuwei Escort, Jiang Wen couldn't help frowning.

"Guarda Huang's behavior seems to be intended to attract covetousness from all parties, but it is somewhat similar to the behavior of the black hand behind the scenes..."

No wonder the black hand behind the scenes has been targeting the Fuwei Escort. It turned out that the Fuwei Escort has always been in contact with this core figure. No wonder Lin Zhennan would unconsciously show a familiar look when he walked into the Xiangdian in Nether Lane!
Lin Zhennan, an idiot, must have thought at first that he had not fought for, and possessed what all parties were fighting for, thinking that he could sit back and relax.But the mastermind behind the scenes doesn't care about these things, he is a fish frying maniac, he will go up and blow up the fish no matter how bad it is or how many opportunities there are!
Jiang Wen took a deep breath and said to the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus: "Then do you know what Huang Hufa told me? He told me that there are ghosts in Fuzhou City and ghosts in Nether Lane! He went crazy Talking about the ghosts and gods of the past dynasties, telling the omens of the Nether Yin Division, and then stuffing himself into a small cabinet, he died suddenly there."

The Madonna of the Red Lotus was pale when she heard this, with both horror and awe, so that the fine lines at the corners of her eyes could not be hidden, revealing some traces of time.

As if she had encountered some kind of great terror, she said tremblingly, "Daoist Jiang, can I also ask a question."

"Speak, Holy Mother."

"I remember that the letter only mentioned Quanzhou Cao'an Temple. I want to ask the chief priest, how did you know you were coming to Fuzhou City?"

Jiang Wen said bluntly: "In the atlas of the hall construction you sent, the cover and mounting paper were mixed with the official document paper of the seal of the Fuzhou government government. I guessed that you are in Fuzhou."

"...Hufa Huang is really suspicious of me."

The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus sighed deeply, with a bit of despair in her eyes, "This flaw must have been intentional, and the purpose is also very simple, to send a letter to the Holy Child of the Red Sun in Wuyi Mountain, telling him to hurry up Come back and save yourself."

"He did it on purpose?"

Jiang Wen frowned, suddenly feeling that the fate of the world is really unpredictable.Who would have thought that this secret message going around and going around would happen to fall into the hands of Jiang Wen, an ally of the Fuwei Escort, which attracted him to enter the game alone.

But there's something about it that makes sense.Fuzhou is an ancient city in central Fujian, and Huang Hufa is registered with all the major forces. As long as Jiang Wen is involved with one of them, he will definitely get involved.

The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus sighed: "That's right, the reason why Protector Huang is willing to be a repeated villain in Qin Muchu, wandering around various forces to betray the news, is because he has always suspected that someone is going to assassinate him. Everyone outside, so I used this method to pass the news without hiding the truth from my sect..."

"I can see that he is indeed afraid of death, uncontrollably afraid of death itself."

Jiang Wen said slowly: "It's a pity that Guardian Huang is still dead, and what news he knew has become a mystery after all."

The Madonna of Red Lotus shook her head alone, and looked out of the lake, platform and water pavilion with a haggard look.

"Jiang Daochang, I guess your last question is who is behind the arrest of me."

Jiang Wen nodded secretly, admiring the other party's intelligence.

"I will tell you this question exactly, but it involves some details of the previous two questions, so let me speak slowly."

"I said earlier that Hufa Huang never trusted me because Hufa Huang worked as an aide in the Fuzhou government 13 years ago. It was the management of official documents and books. There were many such paper books in his hand. My father was an official at the time. The magistrate of Fuzhou, however, tortured and plundered cruelly, corrupted beyond measure, and even fornicated slaves on the day when the Qing army besieged Fuzhou, intending to open the door and sacrifice the city to betray Emperor Longwu."

"However, the enmity between the two was extremely deep. The Holy Child of the Red Sun was also in Fuzhou City at the time. Out of righteous indignation, he joined forces with Guardian Huang to kill my father and threw him into a deep well."

Jiang Wen was taken aback: "You have revenge for killing your father, so how can the two of you have a good relationship? The Holy Child of the Red Sun is also involved in this matter?"

Jiang Wen only felt that there was something wrong with the White Lotus Sect, did it kill the whole family and then send people to become monks?
The Madonna of the Red Lotus looked at Xuan Ran: "Master, do you know where I was at that time?"

"you?"

"That day, I lay in a coffin."

The Madonna of the Red Lotus told her about the pain of her skin, but her expression was the coldness of death.

"Since my mother died, my father has not remarried, and on the surface he is also clean and honest. However, secretly in order to get money, he ordered me to marry the eldest son of Ding in the city, and fabricated evidence of treason on the day of the upcoming wedding. Tortured and tortured in prison day and night.”

"Young Master Ding and I have long had an admiration. Because we are not ashamed of his father, we go to see him in prison every day. But in order to make him despair, my father deliberately told him that I was acting on the occasion, just to seek revenge together. Money. Then my father locked me in the house, intending to marry me to the city guard."

Once these kind of heart-breaking words are released, it will be extremely difficult for a weak woman to wash them away, let alone the Ming and Qing Dynasties with the strictest feudal ethics.

"Naturally, I swear to the death, and cut my face off with my hairpin. Since then, father and daughter have completely turned against each other, and there is no more kindness. Emperor Longwu rushed out of the city when he heard the news, and my father locked me in the prison on the day when he dedicated the city to the enemy. Buried alive in the coffin, saying to the outside world that I died for the country, I should add a memorial, just to cover up all the bad things he did, change his name and surname, and start his career again..."

Jiang Wen frowned when he heard this, the story was so familiar that it seemed to be made up.But Jiang Wen knew very well that even if the person in front of him really wanted to make up a story, it would be impossible to match certain details with what he had in his mind to such an extent.

"Good guy. I just realized now that your father is really the prefect of Ling, and he deserves to be the prefect of Ling..."

Jiang Wen said a strange remark without beginning and end, but the Red Lotus Virgin could feel that the other party was very convinced, "What happened next?"

"At that time, not long after the burial, the Holy Child of Hongyang happened to sneak into the mansion and heard the yamen servant's talk, and angrily killed the assailant yamen servant. He said that the righteousness of his family and country had nothing to do with him, but there are such bastard parents who don't raise or teach in the world, He has to take care of it no matter what!"

"The Holy Child of Red Sun smashed my father's skull into pieces with one palm and threw it into the ancient well. Later, when the war broke out, I gave up my name and joined the White Lotus Sect. Until I became the Madonna of the Red Lotus, I buried these past events in my heart. "

Among the turbulent torrents of history, some people fight hard with their arms like a car, some people drift away from the current with the same light, and some people go with the tide and leave a bad reputation for thousands of years, but more people can only be carried away with mighty force With a single sound, this remaining life was scribbled.

After all, before going against the general trend, how much noise can ordinary people make, so that those giants of Longbo who think they are tall and stick to the sky all day long raise their poles to catch fish?

From Miss Ling's family to Our Lady of the Red Lotus, this is just a step that was destined in the dark.

"The five poisons are blazing and bitter, and the three realms are like a house of fire. Now that they are fighting each other, the weak will prey on the strong, and there are many ways to kill people. It's really lamentable."

Jiang Wen didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to comfort the other party with Buddhist teachings.

Although these sayings in the Buddhist scriptures are used too much, it is true that there will be great suffering in the world, and fighting is inevitable. As a human being, you can’t meet a cat catching a mouse and pity the mouse, or a tiger eating a sheep and giving it to the sheep. Revenge, when does this go on like this?

Of course, that's what he said, but in Jiang Wen's heart, even if he knew where the suffering came from, he would not pretend to be kind and merciful.

If he encountered these things that day, he would just raise his hand and smash the opponent's head like Hongyang Shengtong, and return his eyes to be clear and his thoughts clear.

"By the way, I saw a man who had been imprisoned for many years in the interrogation center of the Fuzhou government office. Do you have any clue about this?"

The Madonna of Red Lotus gave Jiang Wen a meaningful look.

"I once went back to find him. He said that all right and wrong are meaningless, he is just a cripple waiting to die, and now even if he goes outside, he just changed to a bigger cell. He also said that I don't have to Go find him again, and bring him misfortune."

The Madonna of Red Lotus touched the hideous scar on her face with self-pity, her fingers trembling slightly as if feeling pain again, and she didn't know whether the pain was the wound that had healed for a long time, or her stabbed heart.

Jiang Wen also saw that she was not in the right state today. Ever since the Madonna of the Red Lotus woke up, her emotions seemed to be hovering on the boundary between extreme and depression, and she could always feel the strangeness.

"Hey, I made a slip of the tongue. It's too painful to recall these things. I'll go out and check around for a while before I come back. You should rest and recuperate for a while."

Jiang Wen originally wanted to give the other party some time to manage his emotions, but when he looked back at the expression of the Madonna of the Red Lotus at this time, it revealed the silence and determination after the dry wood was burned.

"Jiang Daochang misunderstood, I didn't come here to complain and seek sympathy. I said so much, just because here is where I find it difficult to accept, and the answer you want is in it..."

The Madonna of the Red Lotus gasped for a moment, and finally spoke her long-awaited answer.

"I saw my father again. He is probably the person you are looking for."

Jiang Wen was startled suddenly.

"Prefect Ling? Isn't he dead?"

The Madonna of Red Lotus nodded firmly.

"Yes. He died 13 years ago. He was beaten to death by Hongyang Shengtong himself. The drowned body was salvaged and cremated on the spot. These people in the Fuzhou government have seen it with their own eyes, and there is no way they can fake it."

"So are you sure you saw him?"

Our Lady of the Red Lotus is still extremely determined.

"Exactly. I saw his figure in Nether Lane, and followed him all the way to the Jade Emperor Pavilion in Jiuxian Mountain. He took off the ghost mask there, and his appearance was exactly the same as 13 years ago, even the collapse of the top of the skull was the same. .”

Jiang Wen took a deep breath: "Good guy, I really met a ghost..."

However, Jiang Wen looked back and thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there was no change worth hearing - after all, just tonight, he and Feng Daode chased ghosts for two miles.

He had already speculated about the magic of the Mani Orb. Jiang Wen always believed that it would bring some kind of hallucination to people, and it was very likely that it would also involve the Yi Xi category that he was most wary of.

"My father suddenly became very powerful in martial arts, and his shots were so fast that he couldn't figure it out. He said that there will be drastic changes in the three mountains tonight, and he will watch the whole city fall into the grass of the yellow spring. He will not kill my good daughter, but let me go. I have personally experienced the feeling of being unable to die under the Underworld..."

Even though the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus recalled the scene of the father and daughter meeting at this time, she still couldn't help shivering.

Over the years, she has also chased and explored ghostly and strange things, and searched for horrifying words in the pile of old papers, but the most vicious and terrifying expressions she has ever seen in this life, without exception, appeared on the same face superior.

Jiang Wen thought of the story of the ancient city sinking into the bottom of the lake. According to the records of "Three Kingdoms·Wu Zhi" and "Sou Shen Ji", the ancient Chaocheng was transformed into Ze Kingdom during the Three Kingdoms period, and the people were reduced to fish and turtles. The saying in Artemisia annua.

The ancient temple in the middle of the lake?All this may really have something to do with the lake.

"It turns out that the mastermind behind the scenes is Ling Zhifu?!"

Jiang Wen said to himself, "Well, I can barely accept this answer. After all, I have admired this man's insidiousness and viciousness for a long time. It's no wonder he can grasp the filth and darkness in people's hearts. So ingeniously..."

Then he changed the subject, "By the way, why do I feel that you hate your father's appearance more than you are surprised by the resurrection of the dead?"

A forced smile appeared on the pale face of the Madonna of Red Lotus, sensing that Jiang Wen was trying to ease the atmosphere.

"That's natural. Although many of my teachings have been lost, I know a lot about the things of the underworld, and I also know about the Yinquan and Haiyan under the city of Fuzhou. Master Hulu had to confine the Mani orbs into the three mountains in the Tang Dynasty. Worried about being used by traitors, it will cause even greater disasters, so the method of restraining Mani orbs has been passed down from the lineage of the leader."

"Later, the Mani Orb was taken away quietly, and it took hundreds of years to reach the hands of the leader of my teaching, Han Lin'er. The leader Han is amazingly talented, and from the method of restraint and suppression, he developed the technique of injuring injuries, which can communicate with the ghosts. , Borrowing the body back to the soul, this has preserved many scriptures and classics of our religion."

"Is it so miraculous?"

Jiang Wen was a little happy to see Liexin, and couldn't help gossiping.Because of Mingjiao's enthusiasm for rebellion, its classics have long been suppressed by many parties. They have always been regarded as demons and gossips, and they have been strictly investigated and banned, so that they can only survive in the name of Buddhism and Taoism.

For example, "Yi Jian Zhi" records that someone bribed the editor-in-chief of "Dao Zang" to secretly compile it into Mingjiao classics: "The scriptures are called "Two Schools and Three Worlds". Now also. Dazhong Xiangfu Xing Dao Zang, the rich man Lin Shichang bribed the master, envoys compiled into Tibet, and settled in Mingdao Palace in Bozhou."

The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus said with a little pride: "The magic of this spell is more than that. The technique of killing the body and wounding appeared in the world in the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. According to this, the guardian Liu Futong once revived with a severed head. Later, King Chahan Timu of Yingchuan Zhu Yuanzhang in the south of the Yangtze River was even more terrified, and secretly communicated with Chahan Timur by letter, with repeated intentions."

"King Xiaoming noticed that he was in danger, so he sent this method to the Red Turban Army in Shandong, so that Tian Feng and Wang Shicheng, the protectors of Mingjiao, pretended to be rebellious. The two acted according to the law. The ax was attached to the body without injury, and it directly stabbed Chahan Timur to death."

Jiang Wen was dumbfounded when he heard this, and this period of history was far from what he knew.

History books only say that in the 22nd year of Zhengzheng (1362), the Yuan army besieged Yidu, Shandong Province for several months. After Tian and Wang pretended to surrender, they assassinated Chahan Timur who entered the camp alone in Yidu. Zhu, since then he has been unable to recover from the defeat.Upon hearing the news, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "There is no one in the world!" Then he refused to accept the Yuan Dynasty's offer of security.

But the doubtful point of this period of history is that Chahan Timur is the prototype of King Ruyang in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", and the rebellion was almost put down without Zhao Min's help.A wise general like him, who was born in the imperial examination and has been in battle for a long time, logically would not choose to enter the camp alone, especially a group of untamed rebels who had just surrendered.

Now that the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus explained it, Jiang Wen felt that it was quite reasonable. It should have been two people who opened Wushuang to kill and penetrate the guards of the palace, which is in line with the common sense of assassination and attack.

But after thinking about which one is reasonable, Jiang Wen was a little hesitant for a while.

"Really? Don't lie to me because I don't study much?"

Jiang Wen was still a little skeptical.

"Don't doubt it, the Taoist priest. People in the world don't know that it's nothing more than the handwriting of that thief Zhu Yuanzhang. Another thing is that the Holy Fire Kungfu learned by Our Lady of the Red Lotus in the past has been practiced so deep that it can't be written. The ghost dream teaching, this is not cut off."

As the veil slowly swayed, Jiang Wen shuddered, and looked around suspiciously in the dark corner, where someone was quietly peeking at his back.

At this time, the candle left alone in the dark stone room moved without wind, and the flame head slowly floated towards the corner of the wall where the stone coffin was.

Jiang Wen was a little puzzled about the pavilions built in this mausoleum, and he couldn't figure out why stone beds and tables were placed in the tomb.From what I heard now, the White Lotus Sect deliberately set up a secret room in this tomb to communicate with the ghost of King Xiaoming and practice the holy fire magic in the sect...

"Okay, okay, this is the end of the underworld topic."

The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus looked at Jiang Wen strangely, not understanding how this Taoist priest, who was not afraid of ghosts at Sanliting, acted so creepily.

Jiang Wen folded his arms and said to her: "I know you won't understand, and I can't explain it clearly to you. But you have to know...well, I just awakened you with Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu—this matter The more I think about it, the more something is wrong, I'd better go to other things first..."

Jiang Wen walked outside the door and found that the goddess Liuding was still guarding the water pavilion outside the secret room, so he said to them: "Take care of your Holy Mother, I have to go to work."

The youngest goddess Liuding couldn't help but ask one more question: "Master Daoist, where are you going? Do you know where the mastermind is behind the scenes?"

"I don't know. But the current whereabouts of the Mani Orb is unknown. I already guessed that their next plan will be the Imperial Palace. Instead of working hard to find the culprit, it's better to go to the place where he may appear, and use my own method to find the culprit. It’s the same as tonight, forcing him to show his flaws.”

"Then please be careful on the road, the officers and soldiers outside just now have withdrawn, so it should be no problem to go out."

"What? You said the Qing soldiers withdrew?"

Jiang Wen put away the ancient bronze sword, checked his clothes again, and suddenly said confidently.

"Okay! Then they must have concentrated their forces to find the Geng family."

"In today's Fuzhou City, all the forces of the Geng family have retreated, and only the ancient temple in the lake by the West Lake is still firmly in their hands. Unless the monk who does not repair his mind loses his mind and plans to attack Prince Geng's mansion, their goal must be the West Lake outside the city. !"

(End of this chapter)