Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 219

The thatched hut has air leaks from the rafters, and the dark night seeps into the house from the shabby place. In the distance, there are vaguely cold crows shouting one after another, almost full of strange shadows hidden in the forest. For example, Jiang Wen is always in the dark, always feeling In the depths of the dense forest, a wisp of ocher red that makes the scalp tingle is constantly swaying.

Jiang Wen was still deliberating, when suddenly he heard the sonny mothers-in-law huddling together, it was Luo Shuanger, who had been unconscious for a long time, gasping for breath, the blue blood vessels on his skin dilated and contracted, as if something was about to leave She came out of the body, and the severe pain was spreading rapidly on her body.

Several sonny mothers-in-law quickly fetched a large wooden basin, lifted Luo Shuang'er from the ground, beat her chest and back, and shook a handful of smoking juniper, herb, and saponins in front of her mouth and nose.

Not long after, you could hear the sound of tumbling and scurrying in Luo Shuang'er's chest, a mouthful of bruised blood fell into the wooden basin like an arrow, and where the black blood was scattered, there seemed to be a few small snakes wriggling in the dark wood, It wasn't until exhausted that it merged into the unrecognizable pus and blood, and it no longer showed any strange appearance.

"The mothers-in-law said, 'Poison Xi' has been forced out, and the female benefactor will be fine soon."

Pinzhao was translating the babbling words of Sonny's mothers-in-law, and the situation was just as he said. One second ago, he was vomiting blood in pain, but the next moment, his face returned to ruddy, and his eyes suddenly opened like radiance. Yu, seemed to have completely recovered in a few breaths.

"...I...why am I here?"

Luo Shuang'er subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, only to find that her snow-white sleeve was stained with blood when she raised her hand, and Jiang Wen and Pinzhao also looked at her directly, as if seeing a patient who had returned to the light, and was afraid that she would die again in the next second. fainted.

Jiang Wen hurriedly stepped forward to support Luo Shuang'er: "Sister Shuang, you were fumigated in the medicine pool of the stone cave earlier, but you were hit by a ghost or poisoned, and suddenly there was no news, I broke the cave and rescued you! "

Luo Shuang'er frowned slightly, thinking hard about the last memory: "I was in the cave at the time, and I seemed to hear someone laughing slyly, so I looked around silently, but I didn't see anything when I looked around. At that time, I vaguely I guessed that the sound might be coming from the top of my head, but just as I was about to raise my head, I passed out..."

Jiang Wen patted his thigh: "Yes! There are two strange paintings secretly hidden on the roof of the cave. It is said that the former Zen master Benwu picked up the likeness from the cold mountain that he personally copied from the cold rock of Tiantai Mountain. Sure enough, you also encountered something wrong. !"

Pinzhao approached hesitantly, wanting to tell the story of the Gu, but Jiang Wen stopped him with his eyes.

"No, there seems to be something missing..."

Luo Shuang'er didn't open her brows at this time, and said ambiguously: "More than that, I... I still vaguely remember that I seemed to be sleeping in a place surrounded by birds and flowers, and it was your voice that rang in my ears, which woke me up from the dream. Wake up."

After Jiang Wen heard this, he showed a hint of relief in his nervousness: "Sister Shuang, do you still remember all this? You were unconscious after you were rescued. Abbot Hongbian arranged for us to come here for medical treatment. ' is the way to wake you up."

"Sister Shuang, why are you still frowning? This may be because the cave has not seen the sun for a long time. The miasma in the mountains usually hides in the crevices of the rocks, and it was not released until it was heated that day. Now that you are fine, everything will be fine... Master, are you right?"

Pinzhao was stopped by someone at an unexpected moment, and before he had time to think about what he said, he had already nodded in agreement under Jiang Wen's murderous gaze.

Jiang Wen tried his best to hide the fact that Luo Shuang'er was poisoned by Gu, because Gu poison is a terrible thing in the eyes of many people. In the old days, medicine was backward, and many diseases in remote areas could not be effectively treated. Blame it on Gu.For example, Jin Ganbao also said in "Sou Shen Ji": "There are monsters in the box, like ghosts, and their monsters change in shape, miscellaneous and different. They may be pigs and dogs, or insects and snakes. Everyone knows their shapes. They often practice As for the common people, everyone dies.”

Such a vague way of judging is actually not conducive to understanding, just like seeing strange things all attributed to ghosts, it will only infinitely magnify the inner fear, leading to serious mistakes in judgment.

This is especially true of backwoods superstitions.In the witchcraft beliefs of the Han people, there is often only a distinction between good and evil, and there is no gender opposition. However, among southern minorities such as the Miao, during the process of matriarchy being replaced by patriarchy, the gender antagonism formed in the culture is much stronger. Once this opposition is manifested in witchcraft beliefs, only male wizards occupying an orthodox position are the party to maintain social order.

And like the evasive Granny Sonny in front of me, these witches who once ruled in the matriarchal society have become destroyers of order and are falsely accused of being the inheritors of black witchcraft. Therefore, all male wizards cannot explain or All natural disasters and man-made disasters explained were all pinned on the witch's head, so the absurd conclusion that women have vomitus was deduced in this way.

From Jiang Wen's point of view, Gu is terrible in its technique rather than in its toxicity, and it definitely has no mystery comparable to Yi Xi's.He would rather believe what Kong Yingda said about "what is Gu" when he commented on "Zuo Zhuan Zhaogong Year" in the Tang Dynasty: "Those who use poison to poison people without knowing it are called Gu poison today."

Jiang Wen quickly thought about how he could get rid of the bewitched matter in one stroke, and increased his intimidation against Pinzhao. Anyway, as long as Pinzhao didn't leak his words, the other sonny mothers-in-law couldn't understand the language and wouldn't leak the secret. Pulling his sleeves with his fingers, his face became more and more gloomy——

"No, I remember that I passed out in the pool that day, so who put this clothes on me..."

Jiang Wen's expression froze when he heard this, and he waved his hands behind his back, wanting Pinzhao to find a topic to save the situation, but when he turned around, he found that the little monk Pinzhao had closed his eyes and lowered his head like an arhat listening to scriptures, concentrating on the golden light in his heart Buddha, you can't pay attention to even a trace of foreign objects.

Just as Luo Shuang'er was about to reveal her sullen expression, Jiang Wen stared at Luo Shuang'er suddenly, and spoke seriously at a faster speed.

"Miss Luo, I have actually discovered a very important thing. Did your master by the Dongting Lake ever go to Fujian in his early years?"

Seeing Jiang Wen's address changed, Luo Shuang'er was stopped by this unexpected question again, and subconsciously replied, "I don't know much about Master's early experiences."

Jiang Wen showed a very determined smile, and said to Luo Shuang'er: "In my opinion, this matter is almost inseparable - after all, like this kind of kung fu of 'the gods and men sit high, and the spirit platform shines everywhere', there is no one in the world today. There is absolutely no way there is a fourth person who understands!"

"Why do you say it's the fourth?"

Luo Shuang'er was startled by Jiang Wen's confident appearance, bit her lower lip and asked quietly, "...do you know my master?"

Jiang Wen smiled very conceitedly, and said to Luo Shuang'er: "Although I don't know your master, I know this martial art, and I even met your senior brother in Fuzhou City. To be honest, the nameless master passed on to you Inner strength is actually called [Shenzhaojing], it is the first-class magical skill in this world, and it is also related to your ability to save yourself from danger this time!"

People who are pushed into a hurry can often burst out with infinite potential. Jiang Wen felt blessed at this moment, and realized the origin of the previous touch of familiarity.

He had seen Luo Shuang'er's pupils before, with a divine light separating and reuniting, yin and yang, guarding the spiritual altar and candles that could not be extinguished. Now that he thought about it, it was almost the same as Ding Dian's pupils when he saw a god sitting high on the altar, with a radiant light shining between his brows. It's the same, except that Luo Shuang'er's divine light is dimmed, and she hasn't been condensed to the level of both spirit and form.

"Miss Luo, the kung fu taught to you by your master omits the secret method of 'gathering gods and men', and instead uses the method of visualizing and preserving gods. It is an incomplete kung fu, but it is finally a new way from the outside to the inside, so that your kung fu can grow to the point of being unique in just a few years."

Jiang Wen looked at Luo Shuang'er and sighed.

How did Ding Dian's kung fu come about?That is struggling and wandering in exhaustion and pain, and being in a prison cell, facing a powerful enemy for more than ten years, making his mind tough to an extremely terrifying level, so that he can push kung fu to the extreme and practice It was the unfathomable internal power of the Shenzhaojing that made Jiang Wen's scalp numb when he thought of the Shenzhaojing with the power of twelve successes.

On the other hand, Luo Shuang'er was just a ten-year-old daughter's family at the time. She was afraid of water and helpless in the misty cave. Only by teaching her master so ingeniously can she break out into another world.

Seeing Jiang Wenyan speaking with certainty, Luo Shuang'er suddenly turned her head with a reddish face: "...how do you know about meditation? Master only mentioned it vaguely once."

Jiang Wen smiled lightly and said: "I have my own way to know, and I'm not afraid of you to verify it. It's a pity that it's hard to find your master, if you don't believe me, you can go to Fuzhou City with me and let your senior brother teach you the "Shen Zhao Jing" The right way to practice."

The crimson color on Luo Shuang'er's face was still there, Jiang Wenyan had already grabbed her wrist and injected a burst of true energy into her meridians, "Let's gossip and let's get back to business, you can see if your own meridians have recovered As before, how much stronger is it even than before?"

Unprepared, Luo Shuang'er only felt a warm current in the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian in her hand, which was unimpededly opening up the stasis to reach the sky. Suddenly, an endless internal force gushed out of her body, turning into a whirlpool and swallowing the warm current. The look of fatigue is also clear.

"What's going on here? Why do I feel so different even though I've just recovered from a serious illness?"

Luo Shuang'er grabbed Jiang Wen's sleeve in surprise after finishing her work. She suddenly thought that since she recovered, she would be able to go back to Guangdong to rescue her father. She couldn't help but beam with joy.

"It's because you were blessed by misfortune. A 'cold mountain energy' entangled your dantian qi sea, and the medicine effect nourished the meridians just right."

Jiang Wen said lightly: ""Shenzhaojing" also majored in the upper dantian, and Hanshan Jin occupied the lower dantian. The two happened to be able to live in peace and depend on each other. This not only repaired the damage of the eight meridians, but also continuously provided Internal strength, just saves you from the process of painstakingly cultivating internal strength."

As the saying goes, different people have different fates, and the treacherous and unknown Hanshan Jin is a stubborn stone stuck in the gears in Jiang Wen's body, causing the internal force to block and not smooth, but in Luo Shuang'er, it has become a steady stream of firewood in the furnace. It is also exquisite and proficient, at least it is equivalent to the internal strength obtained from ten years of penance.

"There are no coincidences in the world, so you first collect your mind and stabilize your internal strength. I will tell you the story about Hanshan Jin later. Having said that, if there is no help from Master Pinzhao this time, you will have to spend a lot of time to open the Sanjiao porch." A lot of work."

Seeing that Luo Shuang'er was in shock, Jiang Wen turned the conversation to Pinzhao, who was out of his mind.

"Benefactor Jiang, did you guess who poisoned it?"

The disgraced Pin Zhao swallowed the awe-inspiring feeling in his heart, and asked quickly.

"Well. Master Pinzhao, I have something to ask you, you just need to answer me yes or no."

Jiang Wen's right arm is still splinted, and it is very inconvenient to move. It was dragged and stretched just now, and there were bursts of pain. At this time, he simply stood up, his body was wrapped in a robe, slightly hunched in the night wind, and he was alone. Man Shan made a sound in the dark, not wanting others to see his expression.

"Before ordering you to go out, did Abbot Hongbian summon all the elders in the temple, but only talked about trivial matters?"

Pinzhao just wanted to tactfully refuse to answer, but after hearing it, he couldn't guess Jiang Wen's intention. He just felt that since the other party didn't force him to reveal the exact information, it was not illegal to just nod his head.

—and then nodded slightly.

Jiang Wen's expression became serious: "The time when Abbot Hongbian called you to speak, was it just before the time when the elders came, and everyone met face to face? Or simply, you walked in front of them ?”

Pinzhao's expression was stunned, and he carefully recalled the previous scenes. After a series of stories emerged, he suddenly realized that the actual situation was exactly the same as what Jiang Wen said, so he nodded vigorously after a moment of daze.

Jiang Wen exhaled slowly, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the unidentified pin photo, "I have one last question, does the abbot think that something big will happen in Xitan Temple soon, so big that even abbot Hongbian Are you not sure you can solve it yourself?"

Pinzhao's Adam's apple was shaking up and down, as if he really wanted to say what he wanted to know, but the words he promised the abbot before leaving made him feel stuck in his throat, and he could only nod his head deeply three times in the end.

"That's true. There must be an inner ghost in Xitan Temple who leaked the news to Pingxi Palace. Abbot Hongbian vaguely noticed it, so he cautiously tested these insiders."

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Wen's mouth, and he leaned his back against the crumbling door frame, expressing all the speculations in his mind.

"Among all the people, the only one he absolutely trusts in his heart is Master An Ren, so he naturally doesn't think of it as a second person. After he realized that something was wrong, he first arranged the two of us on the Full Moon Peak, but we still had an accident. Let Abbot Hongbian understand that Xitan Temple has been infiltrated beyond his imagination, so he arranged for us to go down the mountain overnight."

The person who secretly cast a venom should not be the abbot, but the person who can do it without anyone noticing must be inseparable from Xitan Temple. After Jiang Wen said, he pointed at the photo, "And you are the Mu family, and you will never betray you." Possibly, that's why I let you go down the mountain together, let it take its course and cover up the weak links exposed to the enemy's eyes. The more important purpose is to let you go back and warn the Mu family, right?"

Seeing Pinzhao's horrified look, Jiang Wen knew it.If the king does not keep secrets, he will lose his ministers, and if his ministers do not keep secrets, he will lose his integrity. Some things cannot be said but can only be done quietly, and the bigger the action, the easier it is to be seen through.

Jiang Wen has known for a long time that Abbot Hongbian is a man with a high EQ. It is said that he has virtue and ability. The abbot Mingshi is good at building forests, cultivating disciples, and promoting the party. In terms of low EQ, it is because he has never hesitated to use tricks for the sake of Xitan Temple. Means - this may also be the necessity of surviving in the cracks for many years.

And the cards in his hand have always been very few, so he must be careful in his moves, not daring to waste even a single point of vitality.

In Xitan Temple, the existence of Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er is not a secret, and the two of them are also bluntly using the signboard of King Jingnan Geng's family, but what they are doing and what their purpose is is kept very well by the abbot. Well, except for a few core personnel of Xitan Temple, the rest of the people didn't know the importance of the two of them—and Luo Shuang'er was bewitched this time, obviously because of a major mistake in a certain link.

Taking ten thousand steps back, the infiltration of Xitan Temple is inevitable. Even if a temple with more than 300 people can unite to resist foreign enemies, some people will inevitably be coaxed into bribery and defect, but among these people, the least can be bribed Yes, just a few high-ranking old monks.

Jiang Wen's imagination ran wild, leading to many speculations.

Just like the two plaques hanging in the middle of Abbot Hongbian’s room [Miaoben Hongda, Pin Liuxing], several old monks with big characters represent the last barrier to the secrets of Xitan Temple, and also represent the secrets of Xitan Temple. Precipitation of the backbone.If any of them were bribed, it would mean that the barrier collapsed, and the dangerous thing that Xitan Temple did two or three months ago would be exposed to the eyes of the Pingxi Palace, and they would receive a fatal blow at any time.

After listening to a few words in front of Pinzhao, he thought he knew the truth of the matter, and thought that Abbot Hongbian sent them down the mountain because he was worried that the Pingxi Palace would be attacked one after another, but Jiang Wen knew that things were more dangerous than this—Xitan The temple once housed the imperial court rebels from Southern Shaolin. Once this matter is exposed, it means that there is no room for compromise, surrender, or retreat!
"Abbot Hongbian is really dancing on the tip of a knife. He must be absolutely sure of doing this now..."

Pin Zhao asked in amazement: "What? Is the abbot sure to solve it?"

"Where are you thinking, the abbot is absolutely sure about losing everything."

Jiang Wen patted the shoulder of the photo, and looked towards Jizu Mountain through the night, as if he could already smell the unpleasant smell mixed with ashes and blood, which was flowing to his eyes with the blood-like fire, "Book of Songs" said It's not cloudy and rainy in the past, and the soil is full of mulberry soil, and we are planning to leave the house. It can be seen that sometimes accepting the reality as soon as possible is also a way to solve the problem.

Pinzhao felt a sense of uneasiness, but he couldn't tell what the problem was, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Benefactor Jiang, since it's so dangerous, why do you keep nodding your head and shaking your head?"

Jiang Wen folded his hands and frowned and said, "I've thought about every link carefully, and I always feel that something is wrong. If Abbot Hongbian's worst conjecture is followed, then Xitan Temple should have been viewed by others. At this time, the opponents It's impossible to be silent for several days..."

The deployment of troops needs to be deployed in advance, and it is impossible to hide the truth from the villagers in such a rural area. Assuming that the Pingxi Palace knows about Xitan Temple's collusion with Southern Shaolin, then there is no room for refutation of this matter itself. Xitan Temple and the Mu family were uprooted for the crime of treason, there is no reason to wait and wait, and send some concubine to worship the Buddha - isn't this tying yourself to the rebels, isn't it afraid that the bald donkeys will run away overnight ?

But if it was just a false alarm, how could the other party cast Gu on Luo Shuang'er so accurately?Could it be that the status of the person being bribed is neither high nor low, just at the level of half-knowledge and crookedness?
Jiang Wen couldn't help looking at Pinzhao at this time, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this young monk was the most qualified. He knew the existence of Luo Shuang'er and himself, and he had just been up the mountain for two months, so he didn't know anything about the things ahead... …

"Jiang Benefactor...you, why are you looking at the little monk like this?"

Pinzhao's scalp was numb from being looked at, he quickly lowered his head and clapped his hands together, and moved back a few steps secretly.

Jiang Wen slowly withdrew his gaze, but at this moment he couldn't help but laugh. He seemed to be too drawn into the perspective of Abbot Hongbian, and he started to look at everyone like a rebellious boy.Although the little monk Pinzhao is a little suspicious, his identity has already determined that he will be both prosperous and harmless, and it is unlikely that he will choose to seek refuge with Wu Sangui.

Or maybe this move is really about attacking the mind, it's a counterattack to my previous suspicions, and the growing uneasiness in Xitan Temple, could it be that I'm scaring myself from the beginning to the end?

"Little master, tonight's experience is quite bizarre, and Jiang doesn't know where to ask, but do you want to tell us about yourself, so that we can know for sure."

Pinzhao said to Jiang Wen with a little bitterness: "Benefactor, have you seen it?"

Jiang Wen nodded: "How could I not see it? When these sonny mothers-in-law are doing it, you are obviously familiar with it, and you can even chant spells together at critical moments—remembering that you usually If you want supernatural powers, you should guess it more or less."

Pinzhao heaved a long sigh, with mixed feelings on his young and dark face.

"Benefactor, it's not that the little monk wants supernatural powers on purpose, but only supernatural powers can relieve suffering. This matter has to start with my ancestors..."

Pinzhao’s name in the Moxie family is Ajulin. This “A” surname was changed after three generations of the Mu family, which means that his grandfather could still be named “Mu” when he was born, and he is an official member of the Tusi family. .

But in the year his grandfather was born, the old priest of the Dongba religion had already told the ancestors of the Mu family that his grandfather was doomed to die young and would not leave any descendants, which meant that this branch was destined to be cut off. It was a headache, and several large wind sacrifice ceremonies were held in succession to avert the catastrophe, but the results of each divination did not help the matter.

After exhausting all means, grandpa finally remembered that at the foot of Jizu Mountain beside the Dalongtan, there lived several sonny wizards of the Baisha sect. Baisha is the birthplace of Mu's chieftain. Supernatural powers are just passed down from mother to daughter, mother-in-law to daughter-in-law, and not shared with outsiders for many years.

The Mu family sent people to go this time, and they found a few old and frail Sonny mothers-in-law, and got a very taboo method-since the fate cannot be changed, in order to find a way to continue the offspring, one must start from the boundless ghosts. Only by "borrowing life" among them can we stop the fate of lonely death.

Therefore, the ancestors of Ajulin, relying on this taboo method called "exchanging thinness", began to pray to the mountain god of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. After three consecutive deaths, they finally kept a child, and that person was Ajulin. father.

But this method is extremely dangerous, and naturally has its sequelae, that is, the lifespan of each generation is not long, and the continuation is more difficult. It is easy to encounter disaster.

The god Dong Lu of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, who had been enshrined in the family for many years, soon lost his spiritual response after being borrowed. His grandfather died suddenly because of this, and Ajulin's father was still unlucky.So his father put his mind to it, and first "exchanged it" with the ghost king who died in love in Youcui Country on the Wulu Road, and then borrowed orders from the King of Hades in the way of a Han mage, so that their family gave birth to a daughter and a son one after another.

"...Not long after I was born, my parents died for no apparent reason, and the Han Chinese mage told my family that before my 16th birthday, I had to go to a temple to become a monk to avoid disaster, otherwise my life would be ruined. Go back. Now that my family members are being sent to hell to suffer, I can only save them from the sea of ​​suffering by learning supernatural powers like Mulian Bodhisattva..."

Pinzhao said sentence by sentence, but Jiang Wen was a little strange. This seemed to be a trick used by quack warlocks to cheat money by claiming that the child belonged to the "boy's life". Guan Tongjian, benefiting the Jiuliu Monk Dao, "squeeze money and then trick them into becoming a monk to keep them safe. According to the principle, they will not kill their lives for money, let alone cheat them to the point of ruining their families.

Jiang Wen didn't know how to comfort him, so he said casually: "It's a pity that you didn't know me earlier. Jiang Mouyuan didn't say anything, but I just met a prefect in the underworld. It didn't take so much trouble to ask him for help."

"I don't know the ghosts and gods of some people, but if Hades decides the case, how can he be so confused."

After clearing up the logic, Luo Shuang'er also asked with some doubts: "Since you borrowed your life from the king of hell, it must be with their consent. Shouldn't the king of hell bless you with a long life? Why don't you say that?" Does it make sense?"

Seeing that the people's wisdom is still undeveloped, Jiang Wen sneered coldly: "Sister Shuang, this is what you don't know. Nowadays, it's not only the yin and yang who are unreasonable, when did the officials in the world talk to the common people? Fire consumption is harsh. Donations are stacked up and down, often several times more than the regular tax, and among the kings of Hades sitting in the Ten Palaces of the Senluo Palace, which master has ever said a word 'no'?"

Seeing that Luo Shuang'er frowned and said nothing, Jiang Wen couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and lamented that he had finally managed to get the matter over with his perfect tongue.

Pinzhao listened to the discussion between the two in front of him, but didn't respond at all, just said with a numb expression.

"My sister has been taken away by You Cuiguo on the Wulu Road. I must learn supernatural powers and break in to rescue her!"

Jiang Wen sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Little master, there are priorities, and now the difficulty of overturning is still in front of you, shouldn't you finish what the abbot told you first?"

Pinzhao suddenly came to his senses at this moment, and was about to run down the mountain, but because he remembered something, he stopped abruptly and turned his head to ask: "Benefactor, are you not going? Are you going up the mountain again?"

"Don't worry, you need to talk all day and night when you go back and forth to Lijiang. We both recover from a serious illness, so we will live at the foot of the mountain and rest for a day."

"But……"

"It's nothing. Don't worry, this head has always been magnanimous, generous and human, and never cares about small things with others."

Jiang Wen waved the little monk to leave on his own, and after a long time, he turned his head meaningfully, looked at Luo Shuang'er who was practicing her skills with her eyes closed, and whispered in her ear, "I shouldn't do it at first, but since Miss Luo you My martial arts have recovered, so I have to prepare anyway..."

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It was daylight again outside Fengwei Village, the narrow dirt road was full of dust and noise, and countless pilgrims from afar were scrambling to gain the upper hand, waiting for something with their eyes held up, and there was someone in the distance The horses marched one after the other on the mountain road, showing a calm demeanor in their hoofs and steady steps, obviously not the style that ordinary wealthy businessmen can have.

The first group of people carried the tiger and leopard pennant, and dozens of armored cavalry were selected to clear the way, escorting a dark sedan chair with a sedan canopy to shelter from wind, rain, and people's eyes.This sedan chair has the shape of a pagoda with four corners and eaves. It is surrounded by a red silk sedan chair, surrounded by shrewd and arrogant guards with knives, blocking the eyes of countless people who are trying to pry.

However, in the early morning, the mountain wind was bitter, and there were still one or two people in the chaos who caught a glimpse of the car curtain flying, and hurriedly fixed their eyes to catch a glimpse of the beauty, but they were frightened by a face with half of their face stripped off and covered with marks of burnt knives. Gotta fall down screaming...

"Ma'am, there are too many disciples outside, you should hide."

The curtain of the sedan chair fell quietly, and a female voice sounded from inside the sedan chair.

Then there came a soft voice like the cool rain and the dew of apricot blossoms, but after all, it was cold and not close to the fireworks of the world.

"It's all right. Are you done with what you have to do?"

"Returning to Madam, no one else can undo the Gu under the servant girl. Xitan Temple suddenly purchased a large number of medicinal materials for internal injuries, and I put ten times as much snake saliva Gu in that batch of medicinal materials. Now the masters in Xitan Temple The virus and the disease are both coming, and people must be turned on their backs."

"I don't want to know these things."

"Yes, ma'am..."

The sound in the dark sedan chair gradually dissipated, and the convoy of people and horses slowly stepped into the series of shaded curtains on Jizu Mountain. At this time, the pilgrims watching from the sidewalk exhaled and fixed their eyes, and saw another group of people and horses slowly approaching grandly.

"Look, the people behind are also coming!"

This time, the exclamation from all around was even more grand and respectful, because walking in front was a group of Tibetan monks with strong bodies and firm faces, wearing thousand Buddha crowns and red ropes for their hats. Far Yang.They walked devoutly, spreading flower petals with their hands, until they revealed the people carried on the chariot among the crowd.

"Look, Dharma King Miaobao is really here!"

Familiar voices sounded, 20 years were like a snap of the fingers, and the elderly pilgrims fell into a dream for a moment, suddenly recalling the grand scene of the old Dharma king Baojia coming 20 years ago, the sudden contrast between the present and the past can not help but give birth to the feeling of today and what night , and only the traces at the corners of the temples and eyes cannot be concealed.

The original old Dharma King returned home 20 years ago, and soon passed away in Nirvana. Practice meditation, and at the age of ten, he can enlighten the terma and master the six dharmas of Naruo, and officially introduce Buddhist affairs.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the person sitting on the chariot has his eyes slightly closed, wearing a Kagyu Dabo hat with black gold thread on his head, barefoot and bare shoulders to avoid the cold and heat, his hands and feet are long and straight, and the bottom of the two feet is flat and intact. The width of the shoulders is even more even and clean, showing people the Kong Le Mahamudra method, so that people can see the extraordinary appearance at a glance,
As the chariot approached, the face of the person on it was like a crown and jade eyebrows like black lacquer, and the body of the miaodharma was round and round, and the solemn figure was reflected in the twilight morning light. Lifting it forward, the breath is also suffocated!
"Om, well, what, ba, me, hum..."

The lamas boasted loudly and chanted mantras, and for a while they completely overwhelmed the hustle and bustle of the venue, and set foot on the Jizu Mountain Road with their heads held high.

Yunnan, Guizhou, Kangzang are not far away, and Shaolong, the little living Buddha, is even more famous. Now that 20 years have passed, the Buddhadharma has achieved great success.

And this first stop is to point the sword at Jizu Mountain!
(End of this chapter)