Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 979

Fang Jianming said: "It's not a dangerous thing to meet Mi Qing's master, don't you feel worried?"

Zhu Qiyan smiled and said: "Sister Zhou is not afraid of your safety, she is afraid of your money."

Fang Jianming laughed, went out of the yard, called a waiter, and said, "Xiao Er, I'd like to ask you, how can I get to Gu Chui Tai?"

The guy said: "It's so late, and you still want to go to Guzhuitai?"

Fang Jianming nodded.

The man said: "Gu Chuitai is outside the city. After leaving the city, walk three miles southeast and you will arrive."

Fang Jianming thanked him and left the inn.The guy watched him walk out the door, smiled and shook his head.

Ancient Chuitai, also called Chuitai, is the present Yuwangtai.According to legend, Shi Kuang, a famous blind music master in Jin State in the Spring and Autumn Period, once played here.In the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Wen of Han named his son Liu Wu in Daliang as King Xiao of Liang.King Liang Xiao likes wind, flowers, snow and moon, playing and singing, so he built a high platform here and played it all day, so it is called Chuitai.

Later, he built a palace nearby and planted flowers and trees. This generation is called Liang Yuan.After winter, the scenery here is very charming.It is a pity that Liang Garden was abandoned year by year due to the impact of the war.At this time, there is only a three or four zhang high blowing platform left, and the rest of the place is extremely desolate, with grass reaching knees, and at night, it is a bit eerie.

When Fang Jianming came to Guzhuitai, he heard the sound of huqin from a long distance away, but the player's skill in playing the qin was really bad, it was like sawing wood, and it sounded even harsher on such a night.

Fang Jianming smiled, took out the blue tide flute from his bosom, and began to play it hummingly.Although the sound of the flute follows the sound of the huqin, it is not interesting.

After a while, the qin player seemed to want to antagonize Fang Jianming, and played the huqin repeatedly, which was very unpleasant.Fang Jianming didn't care about him, and kept blowing the flute constantly.Even so, it sounds a thousand times better than the sound of Huqin.

After a while, the violinist changed to playing the piano again, anyway, the playing is as ugly as it sounds.Fang Jianming smiled slightly and followed him.I will give you whatever tune you want.

Afterwards, the violin player was obviously angry and kept changing the way of playing the huqin. The sound of the huqin was just one word: rotten.Fang Jianming changed accordingly, but the sound of the flute could be heard in his ears, very comfortable, just one word: good.This is also Fang Jianming's superb technique, if it were someone else, no one would be able to achieve such an effect.

After a stick of incense time passed, a voice came from the stage: "Who is against me?" The sound of the huqin stopped.

Fang Jianming put down Lan Chaoxiao, and said with a smile: "I'm here to ask for advice, senior, don't blame me."

The man said: "Is there anyone who asks you for advice? I play so well, but you play like a ghost crying. It's not at the same level at all."

Fang Jianming said: "Senior's huqin sound is wonderful."

The man said: "Hey, you heard it too?"

Fang Jianming said: "In ancient times, there were no musical instruments. People were afraid of clapping their hands. It was music. The sound of the huqin of the predecessors is the same as that of clapping hands. Although it is simple, it is the most natural sound."

The man laughed and said, "You can teach a child, and a child can be taught. Come up."

Fang Jianming walked up the stone steps to the ancient blowing platform.I saw a person sitting on a rock with his back to himself.Seeing that he is wearing Taoist robes, he is obviously a Taoist priest.

Fang Jianming clasped his fists and said, "This junior has met the Taoist priest."

The Taoist didn't even look back, and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

Fang Jianming said: "Did the Taoist priest meet with the disciples today?"

The Taoist said: "Ah, you were introduced by my apprentice, yes, that's really great. Well, let me give you a piece of silver first."

Fang Jianming gave a wry smile, and casually threw a piece of silver over, right behind the Taoist priest.The Taoist grabbed the silver with his backhand, just like a rice chime in the daytime, wiped it, and then put it in his bosom, said: "What do you want to ask?"

Fang Jianming said: "Can I go south?"

The Taoist said: "You can go south."

Fang Jianming said: "It's strange, the disciple said that you can't go south, but you say you can go south, who should I listen to?"

The Taoist said: "You can listen to whoever you like."

Fang Jianming couldn't help but laugh, and said: "I heard that your disciple's skills are better than your master's, so I will listen to your disciple."

The Taoist suddenly became anxious and said: "Don't listen, don't listen."

Fang Jianming said: "Why? Didn't you say that I can listen to whoever I like?"

The Taoist said: "If you turn around and leave, of course you can listen to whomever you like. But you just said that I am not as good as my apprentice, it is really annoying, you must listen to me."

Fang Jianming said: "But Lingtu said that going south would be dangerous."

The Taoist said: "He has a low level of knowledge and knows that there is danger but there is no solution. I have a high level of knowledge and know that there is a way to solve it."

"any solution?"

"silver."

Helpless, Fang Jianming gave him another ingot of silver.

After the Taoist received the money, he didn't know what he was doing, and suddenly said: "Catch it." A ball of paper was thrown over.

Fang Jianming reached out to catch it, opened it, and saw that it read: Go to Zhuxian Town to find Master Zhu.

Fang Jianming said: "And then?"

After a while, another ball of paper flew over.Fang Jianming caught it and opened it, only to see that it read: Ask Zhu Baye for a golden thread coat.

Fang Jianming said again: "And then?"

Another ball of paper flew in. Fang Jianming unfolded it and saw that it was written: If Zhu Ba does not give it, he will take it back.

Fang Jianming asked for the third time: "And then?"

The Taoist said: "Why are there so many? Go, go."

Fang Jianming smiled, bowed his hands towards his back, and walked down the Gu Chui platform.

Fang Jianming didn't walk for a long time, when he saw three figures leaping up from the ancient stage, striding towards the Taoist priest, one of them said as he walked, "Smelly Taoist priest, what did you say to him just now?"

The Taoist turned around and said, "I didn't say anything." I saw that the Taoist was in his early thirties, not in his forties, and looked very ordinary.

The two people on the left and right suddenly pulled out their sabers and lit them up.The Taoist was so frightened that he screamed "Oh my god" and wanted to run away, but the man in the middle stretched out his hand to grab it, and it was sucked into his hand.With just this move, it can be seen that this person is a first-class expert.

"Want to leave? Smelly Taoist priest, if you want to die, say it quickly, otherwise, don't blame the uncle for being rude to you." The man sternly said.

The Taoist couldn't move, and begged for mercy: "I really didn't say anything. He asked me if I could go south. I didn't know if I could go south, so I told him that I could go south. I just wanted to lie to him for some money."

The man said coldly, "Aren't you telling the truth?"

"I'm telling the truth."

"Hmph, I think you won't shed tears when you see the coffin. Since you don't say anything, I'll send you to meet the king of hell in front of the palace of the king of hell." As he spoke, he raised one hand.

The Taoist said: "I really didn't say anything."

The man snorted coldly, slammed his palm down, and said: "Even if you don't say anything, you are dead, let me send you to see your apprentice." The palm was about to fall on the Taoist priest's head Suddenly, a sigh was heard.

"Who?" The man had just said such a sentence, and suddenly felt a numbness in his sleepy hole, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the other two fell to the ground the moment he fell to the ground.

A figure floated to the ancient Chuitai and walked towards the Taoist priest.Under the moonlight, the person who came was Fang Jianming who had just left.

"You... why didn't you leave?"

"If I leave, who will save you?"

"Oh, no, thank you, thank you."

"Haha, friend, you don't have to pretend, who are you?"

"I am a Taoist priest who can tell fortunes."

Fang Jianming's eyes fell on the other person's face, he looked at him for a while, then laughed, and suddenly saluted him, saying: "Junior Fang Jianming, pay my respects to Senior Bai."

(End of this chapter)