Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 222

The Zhulin Abode of Xitan Temple has become a place where strangers should not approach since it moved into the Pingxi Palace, and it is guarded by armored soldiers day and night.During this period, it was unavoidable for countless disciples like bees and butterflies to spy around, but the pervasive defense and ruthless methods of the Pingxi Palace were enough to teach these people enough lessons.

Therefore, no matter how noisy the outside world is, even if there are a large number of people with unknown intentions swarming into Xitan Temple, the current Zhulin Jingshe will always be a scene of birds singing and insects singing, and the waves are calm.

Everyone in the Pingxi Palace knew that this concubine, who was famous all over the world and loved by Wu Sangui, always liked to be quiet. Apart from talking with her personal maid, she never had too much contact with the outside world, which made this solitary concubine Doting on the princess is like a beautiful white porcelain Avalokitesvara.

But the martial arts people who should be the most restless, kept a respectful distance from this well-known Princess Pingxi.Because of the countless masters of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Pingxi Palace, the most skilled person is Hu Yizhi, the king of Baisheng swords. Broken leg.

Even the extraordinary and infatuated Baisheng Knife King, who has been in the government for ten years, has not been able to make Chen Yuanyuan pretend to be speechless. Others have neither Wu Sangui's power nor Hu Yizhi's martial arts, nor those who have worked hard to win attention. The son and nobleman are capable and patient, so naturally they will give up completely after a long time.

In the empty mountainside yard, warblers are singing idly, and the incense in the elegant building is constantly rising and lingering. Looking through the window, there is a stunning beauty, who is coldly written in lower script on the front face. Facing Misty Wonderland.

"Ma'am, who did you say Jiang Liuer appeared last night?"

The maidservant with half a face full of ferocity was rubbing ink aside. At this time, the two chatted seemingly without rules, only the breeze came and blew slowly, without any smoke.

"He said it belonged to Prince Jingnan's Mansion, so he is from Prince Jingnan's Mansion."

Chen Yuanyuan spoke coldly, occasionally glancing at the small sedan chair in the courtyard.In this way, she occupies the most beautiful part of the picture, making it impossible for people to see the situation in the house.

"But I always think it's not that simple. Last night in Yishaxuan, although he fought against King Miaobao and tried his best, his unspoken intentions seemed to be aimed at Prince Pingxi's mansion."

"how you said that?"

"It's such a lady. The Eight Immortals swordsman Xu Chongzhen has already identified it in private. This Jiang Liu'er is the sword master that their senior brothers met at the foot of the mountain. Since last time this Jiang Liu'er was able to ignore the name of the Pingxi Palace and snatch the ancient books Manuscript, this time they may not be afraid to confront each other again."

"Well. There are so many masters sent by the palace, so no one can take him down?"

"The martial arts practitioners recruited by Pingxi Prince's Mansion are crowded, but they can be counted with one hand. Now the four masters, Huang Liang and Jian Fu are dazed for some reason, and they only focus on staying in Xitan Temple. Going around the old monk, looking for the opportunity of the "Two Immortals of Turtle and Crane", Xu Chongzhen's two senior brothers also expected Ai Ai not to distinguish the truth from the fake, only He Dao Wang is still loyal."

"Then let King He Dao go."

"This is difficult. He Dao Wang was seriously injured by someone's finger force last time, and now he is powerless even if he wants to make a move. According to what Xu Chongzhen, the swordsman of the Eight Immortals, really wants to take down this Jiang Liuer, unless the Pingxi Palace The men and horses I brought rushed forward, otherwise I might not be able to do anything to this person."

Chen Yuanyuan stopped writing slowly, as if disturbed by this series of sudden questions, first her almond eyes rolled, then she frowned slightly, and lightly hung the rabbit hair on the pen holder.

"Huang Liang and Jian Fu are also trying their best to inquire, bluntly saying that the martial arts of the old monks have disappeared, but regarding this matter, I didn't agree with playing Gu at the beginning."

She straightened up gracefully, and leaned her back on the cushioned couch, "You all secretly guessed that the sword master had gone down the mountain, so you went all out to deal with the reclusive master in Xitan Temple. The method of poisoning was disgraceful before, but now the other party Standing up for the elders of the teacher's sect, how can such grievances be easily resolved?"

The half-faced disfigured maid was hesitant to speak, but her guesses were pretty consistent. She only thought that Jiang Wen reappeared now to avenge the six old monks who were "poisoned and expelled"—the poison he had poisoned. I understand that I thought I had solved the most difficult person in Xitan Temple, but I didn't expect to provoke another small one.

Things in the world are erratic, and often lead to the same goal by different routes. They deduce and guess here, and they will never think that the person Jiang Wen cares about is Luo Shuang'er who is really poisoned. It's the same, just as they guessed, the purpose of Jiang Wen's return this time is to come to Pingxi Palace to do right.

"Ma'am, there is nothing we can do about it now. The Pingxi Palace has invested so much manpower in Jizu Mountain, so we can't just return empty-handed. This month, only a dozen or so masters brought by Xu Chongzhen, have been in Jizu Mountain for no apparent reason. The mountain shade is completely destroyed, only the two of them are left safe and sound, is it true that there are ghosts and ghosts haunting the mountain as the mountain people said?"

Chen Yuanyuan closed the scroll in front of her, and when she frowned and looked out the window, she could see everything in sight, but her eyes were full of complex expressions.

"There are countless deserted temples in Jizu Shanyin, all of which disappeared overnight between the Song and Yuan Dynasties. It is rumored that the corpses of the old monks who died for a long time were piled up, and they were buried in a hurry before they could be cremated, and beggars' brothers and sisters came out of the stupa from time to time. Eyes, eyes and brains, until the strange monk heard that the monk wrote the "Lotus Sutra" with blood on the tip of his tongue, and then he suppressed these abnormalities. I am afraid that it was a disaster rather than a blessing to send people in-depth before rashly."

If it weren't for the various news from Prince Pingxi's mansion, the maid would not believe that such a heavenly Buddhist kingdom like Jizu Mountain would hide so many elusive and strange things.

The maid looked at the ancient book in Chen Yuanyuan's hand. It was a book of unknown origin that was copied entirely by hand. Due to too many hands, the handwriting was faded and the strings were loose.

This strange book titled "Nanzhao Unofficial History Lost Book" was clearly written by Yang Shen, a famous scholar of the Ming Dynasty, Mr. Sheng'an, but the recorded content continued to fluctuate until the Wanli period. I flipped through it day and night, and even transcribed it separately without putting it down, delving into the content that has been unclear.

Everyone in the world thought that Princess Pingxi, who usually lives in seclusion, took the initiative to invite Ying to travel this time to help Pingxi King Wu Sangui solve his problems, but only she knew best that after Chen Yuanyuan got this wonderful book "Nanzhao Lost Books and Wild History" in Chengdu, she paid attention to it early. Concentrate on Jizu Mountain...

"Ma'am, Jiang Liu'er's whereabouts are also quite strange. He is going to compete with King Miaobao the next day, but today it is said that he invited King Miaobao to chat with him. , behaved incorrectly..."

The maid wanted to say something, but Chen Yuanyuan had lost all interest and didn't respond. As usual, she tore the transcribed rice paper into pieces with her fibrous hands, threw it into the hand-warming bamboo stove, and cut it off. The second half of the speech of the disfigured maid hesitated to speak.

"If Guanyin's illusion is not here, I don't know where to look for it..."

Chen Yuanyuan turned her head to look into the house, her eyes were full of deep nostalgia and uncontrollable despair, which made the maid suddenly see the light rain apricot blossoms on the tired tree, but she was looking at the sky far away, which was extremely dense and beautiful The ink color of the eyelashes, there is almost no possibility of escaping in the rainstorm——

The world is so big, is there really a place to escape?

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Discussions about Jiang Liu'er were not only circulated among the people in the Pingxi Palace, but even the Zanshan and Dharma protectors of the Karma Kagyu sect who lived in the Sansheng Temple were full of doubts about this figure who appeared out of thin air.

His Dharma King traveled thousands of miles to Jizu Mountain in order to take away the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra" and help him break through the shackles of his cultivation and directly prove Bodhi, but the appearance of this Jiang Liuer suddenly killed him. Everyone was caught off guard.

"Son, where did you go again?! Father specially brought you here to find the Dharma king to teach you. He will help you recite the scriptures and open your mind, so I don't have to worry about it so blindly."

Ever since receiving the instruction from the Miaobao Dharma King that day, Tang Yuanwai believed that the person in front of him was an eminent monk, so he stayed outside Huayan Sansheng Hall every day to seek an audience.Today, while reprimanding his playful only son, he was still hoping that someone would come to open the door, but he didn't know that someone had already stepped in first.

Being bored under the shade of the tree, Tang Yuan's son said disapprovingly, "Father, I don't think the Dharma king is at home at all, so just let me go out to play, that little sister is probably still waiting for me today."

"What sister! Do you have nothing serious to do every day? I didn't see you yesterday, so don't be fooled by the little nun in the temple."

Tang Yuanwai was still talking nonsense, but his son was not happy after hearing it: "Father, where is the nun from the monk's temple... that sister is quiet, but she has hair!"

"Silly boy, how dare you talk back to your father!"

The two spoke louder and louder, and were finally heard by the people in the courtyard.

"Hey, Qucuo, what do you think happened to our Chogyal (Dharma King)?"

The two lamas also heard the commotion outside and knew that someone wanted to stalk him to see His Holiness again.

At this time, Zan Shan and Dharma protectors were walking side by side in the courtyard, their left hand kept turning the Mani Liberation Wheel, and the other side was constantly changing the handprints to cut off delusional thoughts and anger, hoping to purify evil karma and accumulate merit all the time, but two of them deliberately Stretch your ears, wanting to hear a few words not far away.

"Langa, I went to see it just now, and Chokya was still talking to that person. The ashram of Venerable Kasyapa is really extraordinary, even ordinary laymen can speak out mysteries, which fits so well with our Chakya's Dharma principles."

Lama Zanshan, who was called Qucuo, was still feeling emotional, but another Langga interrupted with a little doubt.

"By the way, what exactly does that person do? Why do you pester Quejia all day, even being unable to go to Huashouyan, where I wanted to go, I always feel that something is wrong."

"Well, I heard that it is the emissary of a certain Dajiebo (vassal king) among the Han people. Our Chaejia wants to spread the Dharma in Han. Naturally, the more people like this, the better. Besides, what are you worried about? Haha, there are still people in the world. Is there someone Jiakai can’t solve?!”

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other with a smile and cleared away all the knots in their hearts. Obviously, they both had endless confidence in their Dharma King.

This generation of Dharma King Miaobao is known as the number one person in the past 300 years. Whether it is the attainment of Buddhism or the understanding of the world, it is so profound that ordinary people cannot compare. stumped.

On the other side, the two people sitting cross-legged on the futon in the Sansheng Temple and talking, have maintained this posture for a whole day, just like two old friends who have known each other for many years. The two have chatted for a long time, and their posture has gradually relaxed. , the topic gradually deviates from the topic.

"My little monk has long heard that there are traces of Tianzhu Buddha's light and Huashou Qinglei on Jizu Mountain. This chance meeting, I can't miss it no matter what. I wonder if Jiang Liu'er, the benefactor, has heard of it?"

Dharma King Miaobao smiled calmly, spoke softly but every word could be heard clearly.

"Of course I know Huashou Qinglei. This Huashou Shimen is located on the south side of Tianzhu Peak. According to legend, it is the place where Venerable Kasyapa kept his clothes and entered meditation. There is a straight crack in the middle of the stone gate, which looks like double doors. Like a lock, like a stone gate made in heaven."

"It's located on the top of the mountain. When there are dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain in the distant mountains and valleys below the bottom of the mountain, the condescending Huashoumen is still sunny and clear, and it is easy to hear no thunder."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly: "It's a pity that you came at the wrong time, Dharma King. If you want to see Huashou's clear thunder, you have to climb up in summer and autumn. When the rumbling thunder and lightning hit the stone wall of Huashoumen hanging above the lonely clouds, the thunder is overwhelmed by the thunder." After being blocked, the echoes bounce back, the sound vibrates the universe, the earth shakes and the mountains reverberate, and such layers of rumbles and thunders are deafening, which is the real beauty of Huashou Qinglei!"

Jiang Wen used the principle of acoustics to explain the seemingly mysterious and profound things, which were very ordinary, without the magic of the Buddhist traces and Zen sounds at all, but Dharma King Miaobao heard it with great interest, and couldn't help shaking his hands and saying in admiration.

"It turned out to be like this. No wonder it became a grand event on Jizu Mountain. According to what Jiang Liu'er said, the mystery of the clear thunder in Huashou lies in the rumble of thunder. Bar."

Jiang Wen was also amazed at Dharma King Miaobao's inferences from one instance to another. For people without a foundation in natural science, if they want to understand these principles logically, except for empty words like what is born with knowledge, I am afraid that only Dharma King Miaobao has already guessed the clues Only then can it be explained.

In this way, if you give him a copy of "One Hundred Thousand Whys", I am afraid that he will get a bachelor's degree by self-study before becoming a Buddha, right?Are all Buddhist geniuses in this world so abstract?

"The Dharma King said with a smile, if we meet Jizu Mountain with thunder and rain in winter, this is much rarer than Huashou's clear thunderstorm, and the probability is not much higher than Huashouyan's Buddha Light."

Jiang Wen saw that Dharma King Miaobao was very interested, so he described to him the stories passed down from generation to generation by the villagers at the foot of Jizu Mountain.

It is rumored that Huashoumen only emits light once every 200 years. The most recent time was more than 100 years ago. That time at dusk, Huashoumen suddenly burst into infinite red light, covering the valley for tens of miles, which can be seen from far and near.

"Although this Buddha's light is magical, it is nothing more than the refraction of the sunset when the sky is clear, just like if you happen to hold a mirror to look at the sunset, it will naturally show a splendor."

King Miaobao remained silent after hearing this, and then respectfully saluted Jiang Wen, and said happily—but although he is proficient in Chinese, he is not used to distinguishing between surnames and first names, and he always uses first and last names when addressing people It looks a little weird.

"Blesser Jiang Liu'er, according to what you said, what is the reason for the Buddha's light on the Tianzhu? Apart from seeing the rainbow when the master passed away, I have never seen an ordinary person enter the sea of ​​clouds."

On Tianzhu Peak where Huashoumen is located, there is a sea of ​​clouds on the sea of ​​clouds. There is even a shadow in the center of the colorful Buddha light, which looks like a Buddha statue, so it is called "Tianzhu Buddha light".

Buddha light like this, because it is extremely rare, has always been regarded as a mysterious phenomenon.Buddhists believe that the Buddha's light is the light emitted from the eyebrows of Sakyamuni, which is an auspicious light. Only those who have a relationship with the Buddha can see the Buddha's light.

"The Dharma King does not know. According to my observation and analysis, the appearance of this Buddha's light is not random and untraceable. It must adhere to four main conditions: one is on a high mountain, the other is that there is a cliff, and the third is that there is a place under the cliff. The bottom of the sea of ​​clouds; the fourth is the clear sky, enough to shine the low-angle sunlight on the viewers on the cliff, and then project the figure onto the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff in front."

Jiang Wen spoke convincingly, gesturing to the specific appearance of the Buddha's light, and the vivid and accurate description made the Miaobao Dharma King begin to believe that even before he had witnessed it with his own eyes, he already felt in his heart that what Jiang Wen said was true. correct.

"According to these four conditions, if you go up the mountain to search, there is a [-]% chance of seeing the Buddha's light. To put it bluntly, the Buddha's light is just because there are countless water droplets between the person and the sea of ​​clouds, which refract the human figure. And the shadow in the Buddha's light is It's just a projection of the viewer himself!"

After Jiang Wen finished speaking, he laughed loudly, and Dharma King Miaobao couldn't help but also smiled together. The laughter of the two even reached the ears of Zan Shan and the Dharma protectors.

"Hey, I didn't expect this little monk to travel thousands of miles away, and the Buddha's relics that I have longed for in my heart are just one side of heaven and earth. If it hadn't been explained by the benefactor Jiang Liu'er, I'm afraid it would be difficult for this little monk to understand the mystery."

Dharma King Miaobao laughed helplessly, and the smile on his face disappeared, and Jiang Wen's smile also gradually disappeared, and his expression was even a little dignified.

"His Majesty, Jiang's piercing of the Buddha's light and thunder is not for the sake of quick talk, nor is he trying to show that his own views are superior. When I lived at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday, I heard villagers say that the ancient temples in Jizu Shanyin are desolate and desolate. , it is not unrelated to the sea of ​​clouds and Buddha lights that often appear on the cliff."

"At the Song and Yuan Dynasties, when the monks on the mountain saw the Buddha's light, they thought it was the Buddha who came to pick them up, so they jumped off the cliff and sacrificed their lives to build a tower here. The Mojie Sutra once said, "The world of the ten directions is the king of demons. Most of them live in inconceivable and liberated Bodhisattvas, who can beg for the brains of brothers, feet, heads, and brains." According to what I see, if all living beings are trapped in unreasonable obscurations but think they have seen the Buddha, then they will It is the real Demon King and Demon Kingdom, and there is no escape!"

After talking about these wonderful treasures, the Dharma King also looked awe-inspiring, Jiang Wen sighed slowly, and his expression returned to his cynical look.

"I didn't expect the benefactor to be so knowledgeable, and he has such attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It was really a pleasure to see it today. Now that the karma is united, the little monk can't wait to walk with the benefactor all the way."

Dharma King Miaobao smiled heartily, and there was no trace of discord in his expression from last night. He had already talked endlessly about the purpose of his trip in fluent Chinese.

At this time, there were still two people on the ground who were free to draw words and pictures with their fingers. The traces left behind were like clouds and mud. It was just that the handwriting in front of King Miaobao was neat and dignified, while the handwriting in front of Jiang Wen was scribbled and weird. Lost all the face of the Han people.

"That's natural. Jiang Mou doesn't say anything else, this attitude of learning is still worth learning."

Jiang Wen praised himself shamelessly, and after finishing speaking loudly, he suddenly changed to an irrelevant topic, but the meaning behind what he said was clearly expressed.

"Speaking of chess, French King, have you ever played Go?"

"I never learned."

"Oh, that's good. I once heard a great national player say the truth of 'playing for a while, enlightening for a lifetime'. If the king can study the way of chess when he has time, maybe he can gain more enlightenment on the way of Buddhism."

Jiang Wen thought to himself, what he hates the most now is people who can play chess, so don't be caught by his crow's mouth again.

On the surface, the two talked irrelevantly about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. In fact, Jiang Wen was using the graffiti on the ground and Jiang Chuan's descriptions to keep probing with what he saw in "The Two Precepts of Mountains and Rivers". He also tried to find out the other party's character by insinuating, to see if the other party also came here for the things of the rhinoceros.

But from the beginning to the end, Dharma King Miaobao did not show any abnormalities, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he was always patient with Jiang Wen.

After this trial, Jiang Wen only felt that the other party's behavior was quite glamorous, and his mind was only pure in learning Buddhism, which was very different from the appearance of Dalun Mingwang and Jinlun Fawang in his own mind, unless the person in front of him was young , the treachery and evil have surpassed Jiang Wen's imagination, otherwise this 20-year-old reincarnated living Buddha really thought so.

But just like Jiang Wen boasted, what he is most worth learning is the spirit of learning. The result of continuous transmission in place is that ever since he was deceived by Li Xinghe and Luo Yuantong one after another in Guangzhou City, he decided to seriously doubt everyone. People, you can't rest assured until there is no suspicion at all.

Jiang Wen went on and on and wanted to prove to King Miaobao that there are not so many weird and weird things in the world. He was not unwilling to cooperate with advising him to leave Jizu Mountain as soon as possible to do other things.

"Jiang Liu'er benefactor, if the little monk is lucky enough to win tomorrow and get the scriptures, he will naturally go to other places to spread the Dharma. But I don't know why the benefactor proposed to compete for supernatural powers?"

Seeing that Jiang Wen fell silent, Dharma King Miaobao took the initiative to speak.

"Why is the Dharma King asking such a question? Could it be that Your Excellency does not want to compete with supernatural powers? Or is it that there are no supernatural powers in the world?"

Jiang Wen stared at the other party with a complicated expression, wanting to see whether Dharma King Miaobao was telling the truth. If he did not tell the truth at this time, his credibility would be lowered to a lower level, and even marked with "suspected Zao Wou-ki." Party" label.

"Of course not. When Sakyamuni lived in the world, he used supernatural powers to save sentient beings and subdue heretics at any time. Moreover, the Buddha said that Maha Moggallana was the "superior supernatural power". The author changed it to 'there is no supernatural power first', in order to slander the supernatural power?"

Dharma King Miaobao put his palms together and said, "But the World Honored One has warned him many times not to show supernatural powers casually, because not everyone has supernatural powers. If you show supernatural powers indiscriminately and shock the world, it will make the world fascinated by and worship supernatural powers. Then people with supernatural powers If you don’t have supernatural powers, there may be no one to support them. Therefore, the Buddha ordered disciples not to show supernatural powers casually, so as to protect future generations of practitioners.”

Jiang Wen frowned and looked at Dharma King Miaobao, obviously not intending to be fooled by such a statement: "This confuses me, Dharma King. You neither admit that you have no supernatural powers nor show your supernatural powers, which makes me confused." I don't know what to do."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wen snuffed out and broke off the burning Tibetan incense in front of him, and inserted them into the incense burners respectively. He rubbed the washboard with both palms back and forth a few times, and suddenly the edges of his palms swung outwards, sending out a faint and invisible emptiness with internal force, which had already been extinguished. The long-lasting Tibetan incense suddenly lit up, and then they were all ignited, and with his grasping, they flew into Jiang Wen's hands out of thin air.

This skill suddenly shocked the lamas in the distance, their eyes widened, and they didn't know what to do.

Jiang Wen's deeds had once again slapped Dharma King Miaobao in the face, but he didn't feel disobedient at all, instead he said helplessly: "It seems that today, if the benefactor Jiang Liu'er refuses to leave without seeing the supernatural power, then the little monk has nothing to do. The Buddha passed down six kinds of supernatural powers, which are full of heavenly eyes, heavenly ears, other minds, fate, wishful thinking, and outflows. Only the sixth power, the outflows, can only be obtained by the saints who are liberated. Little monks, let’s try out the heavenly eyes.”

Jiang Wen will wait and see suspiciously.

It is rumored that Tianyantong can freely see all things in the world, far and near, shapes and colors, and all kinds of phenomena of suffering and happiness of sentient beings in the six realms. Jiang Wen saw that the other party's eyes were cyanotic and clear like the sea, and they seemed to be full of cyanosis in a daze. One place is white.

"The little monk saw..."

Dharma King Miaobao bowed his head in a deep voice, and no longer looked at Jiang Wen with a strange gaze. His voice was low and solemn, as if he had entered a trance.

"What did the King see?"

Jiang Wen asked with interest.

"The little monk's supernatural powers are low, and he only sees three things clearly."

"The benefactor is now afraid of a single person in the world..."

Jiang Wen heard the other party say this, but didn't see any further explanations. He wanted to use words to quibble and evade, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this was meaningless, so he said in the same way.

"What the Dharma King said is not bad. Jiang is really worried about someone going to cause trouble in the world. I think that if I fight alone, I may not be afraid of the other party, but compared with that person's many means of power, it is still stretched. At the beginning, I also caught two people I'm a master of the rivers and lakes, seeing those two people dressed like Zuo Wei, I thought I could help a little bit, and I wanted to beat them up and earn them under my command, but I didn't expect to be caught first..."

Jiang Wen was still rambling on, while Dharma King Miaobao continued in another weird rhythm.

"The benefactor is now worried that something in the world will emerge..."

Jiang Wen couldn't help being dumbfounded, staring at Dharma King Miaobao who was still meditating with closed eyes in front of him, wondering if he learned this set of words from the old man under the overpass.

Although those old gods like to cheat money in different ways, they are still very good at seeing people. They can often judge the other party's information from some details and achieve precise strikes. For example, those old fortune-tellers could Some details, I can see that I am playing chess for the first time——

After all, like myself, there are not many people who take the veteran first.

"Those things come out? If those things really come out, it's okay, I can't even lift the table for you! His Majesty, I've been in a bad mood for the past two days. I couldn't sleep all night. The more I think about it, the more I feel that Luo Yuan... …Ahem, that old fellow Fang Sheng sent me here, I’m afraid he already knew the inside story, and he really planned to let me, Jiang Liu’er, take the blame for her daughter!”

Dharma King Miaobao seemed to be still thinking hard, looking for traces that appeared chaotically in front of his eyes, turning a deaf ear to Jiang Wen's words, and it took him a long time to say the last sentence.

"Benefactor, somewhere in the world, there are three people waiting for you to go back..."

The chattering Jiang Wen was suddenly taken aback when he heard these words, and the annoyed and tangled expression suddenly disappeared from his face, and instead a helpless smile appeared in distress.

"Yeah, I miss my disciples too..."

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"Master, where did you go..."

Standing under the dripping eaves of a small farmyard, Fu Ningdie looked at the raindrops falling from the sky, her small face was wrinkled into a mess, and she couldn't get rid of it. She just felt uncomfortable whether she was walking, sitting or lying down. I don't like it.

She was displeased with the wounded soldiers coming and going in and out of the gate, the villagers who carefully emptied the pots of pulp, the Southern Shaolin disciples who appeared and disappeared every day, and even the people who followed Hong Xiguan in and out every day to kill Xiu Enai. Red beans are not pleasing to the eye, and the little stone who sleeps in a daze in a water tank all day is not pleasing to the eye, and Hong Wending, who is obsessed with boxing and martial arts, is not pleasing to the eye.

She once told Xiao Shitou that there is no medicinal material specially prepared for him by the master in this water tank, and it is useless to soak in it all day now; she also told Hong Wending that even if he has mastered all the boxing techniques and sword moves he has learned , Master will not come back to give him advice.

But Xiao Shitou ignored her at all, and would only play two games of chess with him when he woke up, and Hong Wending was also determined to do his own thing, and practiced martial arts more diligently.

Fu Ningdie heard that the battle outside was very anxious, but she couldn't see it even if she didn't want to. Even the cold nun who wanted to accept herself as a disciple was ignored by her in a bad mood—she knew in her heart that it was Sister Wing Chun. And sister Ziyi's master, the well-known Wumei Shitai in the world.

Fortunately, after living in this farmhouse, Mrs. Wu Mei never came.

If earlier, she would have taken the opportunity to play cute and learn martial arts, but now she only hopes to see the bastard master come back and take them back to the Dawang Peak of Wuyi Mountain, where there are only three or two thatched huts. Row.

"Ningdie, you are a seedling who studies, but it is a pity that as a girl, you can't go to the scientific examination. But reading more is good after all, it can make people feel at ease and upright, and not be confused."

Wen Yuqin, who looked even older and haggard now, slowly walked out of the farmhouse.

The old villa teacher who lost his thumbs didn't feel any better, and he looked in the direction of Guangzhou city all day long, as if he had lost his soul.He cheered up only when he saw these children, combed his gray hair, picked up the torn book in his hand and opened it with difficulty, wanting to continue preaching and teaching.

"Yes, Mr. Wen..."

Fu Ningdie didn't dare to lose her temper in front of the old man. She tended to regard the old man as the grandfather who forced her to study when she was a child, so she walked into the hut obediently, and also ran into the middle-aged man with a golden sword and a twist like a snake The man, and the boy who deliberately dressed up to be handsome, were looking at him curiously.

Fu Ningdie followed Wen Yuqin, shaking her head and reading along, and the sound of reading aloud rose from the farmhouse and swayed on the field ridge hidden by gunpowder and smoke outside the small village.

"In Chen Jueliang, the servants were sick and could not be prosperous. Zilu saw it and said: "A gentleman is also poor?" Zi said: "A gentleman is always poor, but a villain is too poor..."

(End of this chapter)