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Chapter 104 The Ancestral House (4)
Lu Jian was slightly startled, and told the fallacy of Xinghai's disguise.Xinghai couldn't help being overjoyed, cheered up, and transformed the remaining phases one by one.Every time he changes a wrong phase, the deaf-mute monk will change the real phase.The two of them, one in front and one behind, follow each other like a shadow, but there are differences in right and wrong, and their postures are also different.Lu Jian had already learned Xinghai's transformation in the beginning, but after the sixteenth phase, he gradually became unfamiliar. Fortunately, the deaf-mute monk was also in disguise, and Lu Jian knew that his transformation was correct, so he simply compared it to Xinghai.

The sea of ​​nature changes in response to the sound, the muscles and bones of the whole body are relaxed, the blood vessels are smooth, and it is not like the stagnation and soreness in the past.After changing 32 phases, it seems to be completely reborn.Xinghai was overjoyed, and practiced again in one go, only to feel that he was full of energy, as if he was about to break through his physical body.With a beautiful heart in his chest, he laughed long and loudly, and the laughter shook the forest trees, making the owls fly away in fright.

After a laugh, Xing Hai turned his head and said with a slight smile, "Thank you Lu Tanyue for your guidance." Lu Jian shook his head and said, "Don't thank me, someone else should be thanking you." Xing Hai was stunned, and said with a smile: " That’s right, Monk Yu is the one who should thank you, if he didn’t pass on your supernatural powers, how could Tanyue pass them on to me?”

Lu Jian was about to tell about the deaf-mute monk when he suddenly saw the deaf-mute monk waving his hands behind Xing Hai. Before he could see what happened, his lower abdomen suddenly felt a pain, and he fell limp to the ground.Lu Jian raised his eyes, and Xing Hai stared at him intently, with a sly smile flashing across his face.

Lu Jian's heart sank, and he said angrily, "You...why..." Xing Hai smiled and said, "Since Tanyue is the successor of Vajra, I would like to know a rule." Lu Jian said: "What rule?" Xing Hai said: "The power of Vajra, A single lineage, from ancient times to the present, has never changed." Lu Jian said: "I've heard of this, but why are you plotting against me?"

"Tan Yue still doesn't understand?" Xing Hai laughed, and said with a beard, "Since it is a single lineage, it should be considered that there is only one successor, but now there are two King Kong successors, what do you think?" Lu Jian frowned and said: " two?"

"That's right." Xing Hai pointed at Lu Jian, and then at himself, "One is Tanyue, and the other is a poor monk. Does this mean breaking the rules left by Patriarch Jiuru and Master Peanut?" He said Here, there is a sharp light in the eyes, and the face is full of murderous intent.

Lu Jian suddenly understood Xinghai's plan: now that Monk Yu is imprisoned and Qianshenzong is executed, if he dies, Xinghai will be the only person in the world who has the "magic power of King Kong".The poison in this person's heart is rare in the world.Lu Jian deeply hated himself for passing on Buddhist supernatural powers to such villains. He was so shocked that he regretted it and said loudly, "Master Yu Monk has never accepted me as a disciple. I am not a disciple of Vajra."

Xinghai shook his head and smiled and said: "You have learned 32 body forms, you are a member of the Vajra Sect. No way, I have to wrong Tanyue. Don't worry, Tanyue, you will pass on my supernatural powers. The kindness is not small, and the poor monk will never let you suffer more." Finished speaking slowly Raise your right hand and aim at Lu Jiantianling.

Lu Jian was inexplicably sad and indignant. He raised his eyes and saw the bright moon hanging in the distance, and there was no sound. The deaf-mute monk stood quietly behind Xinghai, like an ignorant tree and stone, flickering in the night mist.

A gust of wind blows in, the long grass lies low, and Xinghai's palm falls like an electric shock.Lu Jian sighed in his heart: "That's all!" At this moment, Xinghai suddenly felt a strong force coming from his sleeves, his arms tightened, and his palms stopped in midair.That force surged in like a tide, and he couldn't help himself. He turned somersault like a whirlwind, his head and face turned upwards, and he fell heavily, his back was even numb.

The temperament and mood suddenly changed, making him "sitting upside down in a lotus posture", propping up his elbows, stopping the falling posture, bending his waist and abdomen inwards, kicking his legs out in a row, unexpectedly his shins tightened suddenly, like an iron hoop.Xinghai couldn't help but let out a miserable snort, being pulled by the huge force in the air, he fell face down, and sank deep into the soil with a "bang", from his forehead to his lower body, there was pain everywhere.

Xing Hailian suffered a great loss and never saw his opponent's face. He felt extremely horrified, and when he landed on the ground, he displayed his "Great Self-Ease", trying to get rid of the opponent.The man didn't tangle with him, and let him roll over.Xing Hai turned twice, jumped up, turned his head and looked around, but still saw no one, and was feeling panic, a strong wind suddenly rose behind him, Xing Hai quickly turned his "human appearance", turned his foot and then kicked, unexpectedly his foot hit halfway, and his calf swelled Shen, was pushed forward by a strong force, and kicked in the back of the head with a slam.

Xing Hai's mind was about to split, his nose was sore, he almost fainted, he jumped twice with one foot, and then let go of the force of that foot, and fell forward, making a "mother bird", curled up like a bird Eggs, spun around in place.It turned out that he knew that he was not the opponent of the comer, and he just wanted to see the appearance of the opponent.

He didn't want the deaf-mute monk to follow him around, always out of his line of sight, Xing Hai kept turning around, only to see his figure erratic, never seeing his opponent's face.Frightened and angry, he took a kick on the shoulder, and rushed towards Xinghai, shaped like a ball, shot out through the air with a whoosh, smashing three big trees one after another.When he landed, his limbs went limp, his eyes turned white, he twisted a few times, but he didn't move.

Xing Hai was in the middle of the game, unconscious, and Lu Jian was beside him, but he could see it very clearly.The one who played tricks on Xing Hai was naturally the deaf-mute monk, he played it lightly, like teasing a baby, he threw Xing Hai back and forth with every move of his hand and foot, playing around in circles.

Lu Jian was dumbfounded when he saw the supernatural power, and he felt even more puzzled in his heart, wondering why this deaf-mute monk became so powerful?The deaf-mute monk kicked the fainting sea, turned his head, and grinned. Under the moonlight, the half-truncated tongue appeared and disappeared. The deaf-mute monk laughed and walked up to Lu Jian. very close.

Lu Jian was overjoyed and called out, "Master..." The deaf-mute monk shook his head, slapped his acupuncture points, put it on his back, and ran wildly.

The mountain wind is pouring into the ears, and the coolness is diffuse. The scenery on both sides is infiltrated by the moonlight, like a long river flowing with frost.Lu Jian was in a dream, thinking back on what he had seen in the past few days, he was astonished and strange, something he had never seen in his life.Looking up, the road ahead is as black as ink, like many mysteries, unpredictable and unpredictable.

The deaf-mute monk leaps and gallops between the cliffs, like jumping pills and flying stars.Lu Jian vaguely guessed his origin, but there were still many mysteries that could not be solved.He wanted to ask, but thought that the monk was deaf and dumb, unable to hear or answer, and it would be a waste of effort to ask, so he sighed and let him go.

After running for dozens of miles on the mountain road, the dawn will break, and the mountains, trees and rocks will gradually become clear.Suddenly, Lu Jian's heart lifted up, and his body sank sharply. When he looked at it with his head, he couldn't help but cry out.

It turned out that the deaf-mute monk was shaped like a flying bird, jumping in mid-air, with thousands of feet of cliffs in front and behind, a ray of sky above, suddenly bright and then dark, and a huge ravine below, bottomless.

Lu Jian didn't know why the monk jumped down from the top of the mountain, he was panicking, his body stopped suddenly, his heart jumped up, and his throat was blocked.Be sure, I saw the deaf-mute monk grabbing a thick old vine, propping his right foot on the cliff, swinging like a swing, moving ten feet across, and unbiasedly burrowing into a cave on the opposite mountain wall.

The cave is about one person high, and the length and width are less than five feet. The deeper you go, the more cramped it becomes.The cold air came from the depths of the cave, and a layer of chestnuts appeared on Lu Jian's skin.

Just as they couldn't bear it, the two came out through the hole.Lu Jian's eyes were taken away by the light, and he could hardly open them. He squinted for a while before he could see clearly what was in front of him.This place is located in the middle of the mountain, hundreds of feet above the ground, with blue and white rocks all over the top and bottom, the valley bottom is about twenty feet in diameter, and it gradually narrows upwards, until at the top, there is only a small hole in a square inch away from the sky.A ray of morning sun shoots into the hole, and is reflected repeatedly on the mirror-like stone wall. The light and shadow are scattered, and the neon colors are radiant. People in the valley are like being in a world of glazed glass.

The deaf-mute monk put down Lu Jian and came to a stone wall. There were many stone rings on the wall. One foot above the stone ring, there were silver hooks and iron scratches, and there were eight big characters: "32 phases, that is, right and wrong. ", as deep as an inch into a stone, extremely thin and hard.

Although Lu Jian didn't know that the horoscope came from the "Diamond Sutra", he felt a heat in his chest when he saw the handwriting. He leaned on the cliff and stood up tremblingly, clasping his hands together in a very respectful manner.

The deaf-mute monk also clasped his hands together, stood silently facing the wall for a long time, and suddenly took out a small kit from his bosom.Lu Jian saw it clearly and exclaimed, "Master Yu Monk's relic..."

The cry reverberated to the bottom of the valley, the deaf-mute monk didn't notice it, he just stretched out his hand slowly, grasped a stone ring, and pulled out a stone box two feet square.The deaf-mute monk poured the relics in the bag into the small box, stared at it for a long time, opened his mouth slightly, seemed to sigh, and pushed forward with his hands, the stone box retreated, and the stone wall returned to its original state.

The deaf-mute monk took out a steel awl from his sleeve, and carved it on the bottom of the stone box. The stone chips flew, showing the three characters of "monk fish".It was only then that Lu Jian realized that on the right side of the stone box where the fish monk's relics were stored, there were writings under the five stone rings, and to the left in turn, it read "Jiuru Patriarch", "Master Peanut", "Yuan Toutuo", "Master Chong" "The Venerable Great Suffering", the title of Monk Yu ranks sixth.

Lu Jian suddenly realized that this strange valley was not anywhere else, but the resting place of the sixth generation of Zen masters of the Vajra School.Thinking of this, Lu Jian's blood ached, and he bowed to the stone wall three times.

Bibi got up and looked up, Lu Jian suddenly found some traces on the stone box of "Jiu Ru Patriarch".Curious, he stepped forward to look, but it was a small portrait of a monk, waving his sleeves and raising his feet, raising his eyes and smiling. Although the portrait is small, his brushwork is extremely powerful.

Lu Jian glanced at it twice, his heart beat wildly, and he thought, "Is this the statue of Jiuru Patriarch? It's so unassuming." Turning his eyes, he saw that there was also a small statue above the stone box of "Master Peanut", with rough strokes Clumsy, it looks like a urchin's graffiti at first glance, but after a closer look, it is full of vitality and innocence, as if this person has never been contaminated with the slightest dust and dirt in his life, and has always maintained a childlike innocence.

Lu Jian looked at them one by one, and found that the other four stone boxes were all engraved with small statues, but they had different postures and demeanors. The small portrait of "Yuan Toutuo" is calm and quiet; the small portrait of "Chong Dashi" is elegant, mellow and clean, without anger or smile, just like a jade man; The sharp cone has carved countless fine holes on the stone wall, and the expression is like wet gray burnt wood, lifeless; when it comes to the "fish monk", the artistic conception changes again, simple and integrated, condensed like a mountain, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of compassion.

Lu Jian possessed Buddha nature. After watching for a long time, he unconsciously felt a connection with these six little statues, but he felt that the little statues raised their hands and feet, and their frowns and smiles were all mysterious and profound.Over time, he immersed himself in it, dancing with his hands and feet, and he even imitated the portraits on the stone wall and danced to his heart's content.

As soon as the dance started, Lu Jian only felt that his internal organs were boiling, his breathing was difficult, and his meridians and skin seemed to be split inch by inch.He secretly yelled that it was terrible, and wanted to stop, but his limbs and body seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, spontaneously and automatically, and he couldn't stop at all.

Just as he was crying, he suddenly felt a heat on the back of his neck, and a big hand was added, and the palm of his hand was filled with heat. Before he understood what happened, he suddenly felt a rumble in his head, and suddenly lost consciousness.

This coma came and went quickly, but after a while, he suddenly regained consciousness, Lu Jian wanted to get up, but he felt his body was as stiff as a stone.Fortunately, there was an endless stream of warm current on the back of his neck, which made him relax slowly. When he turned his head to look, the deaf-mute monk stared at him with a very serious expression.

Lu Jian couldn't help asking: "Master, what happened..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that the mysterious monk in front of him was deaf and dumb, how could he hear himself, and he smiled wryly.

The deaf-mute monk took out the steel awl and began to draw on the stone floor. Lu Jian looked at it with concentration, and there was a line of handwriting written on the ground: "The true face of the patriarch, I can't learn..."

Lu Jian was surprised, thought for a while, took the steel awl and carved: "What is the real face of the patriarch?" The deaf-mute monk wrote: "That's the portrait on the wall." Lu Jian still didn't understand, and carved: "This is the real face of the patriarch." Where?"

The deaf-mute monk flicked his hand and wrote three characters: "Tiansheng Pagoda." Lu Jian raised his eyes and looked up, suddenly: "The bottom here is wide and round, and the top is tapered. It looks like a naturally formed pagoda. God's creation is really miraculous." Then he wrote: "Dare to ask the title of the master."

The deaf-mute monk wrote: "Monk Hun." Lu Jian thought to himself that 'hun' is a curse word, why did he take it as a dharma name?Immediately wrote: "Master is also the successor of Vajra?"

Monk Hun shook his head.Lu Jian felt strange, and wrote: "Master is not a descendant of Vajra, how could he have 32 physical appearances?" Monk Hun turned around and pointed to the eight big characters on the stone wall: "32 physical appearances, right and wrong."

The horoscope is extremely subtle, and Lu Jian couldn't figure it out. After thinking for a while, he wrote again: "May I ask what is the relationship between Master Yu and Monk Yu?" Monk Hun wrote: "He is my servant."

Lu Jian was taken aback, and then wrote: "In this case, why didn't the master go to Dongying with Monk Yu?" Monk Hun wrote: "He is seriously injured, and I'm afraid he won't be able to return to Central Earth. Leave me here to guide the heirs of King Kong." At this point, he pointed to the words "Heir of King Kong" and then to Lu Jian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Jian was taken aback, and wrote, "You say I'm the successor of King Kong?" Monk Hun replied, "The one who returns the master's relics is the successor of King Kong." Seeing this, Lu Jian felt relieved: "No wonder Master Yu told me I came to the Sanzu Temple, I dare say that arrangements have been made." Thinking of this, Monk Yu's voice and smile are just like in front of him, he was overwhelmed with emotion, sighed, and wrote: "The boy is not a Buddhist, so he cannot be called the successor of Vajra."

Monk Hun shook his head and wrote: "Become a Buddha by seeing one's nature, regardless of whether it is inside or outside the Buddhist gate." Lu Jian was stunned, then suddenly remembered his own troubles, became anxious, coughed a few times, and wrote: "I'm going to find two women Master take me away from here quickly."

Monk Hun looked at the handwriting on the ground, then at Lu Jian, shook his head and wrote, "Red Pink Skull, Skeleton Pink Pink."

Lu Jian was stunned, glanced at Monk Hun, and murmured slightly: "This monk is pretending to be crazy in Sanzu Temple, but he understands it very well in his heart. But judging from this sentence, he has a big prejudice against women in the world. Could it be that he cut his tongue and pierced his ears?" , was framed by some woman..." He guessed wildly in his mind, but he couldn't bear to ask for confirmation, so as not to recall the sad past of Monk Hun, so he just wrote: "The situation is urgent, and I hope Master will make it happen."

Monk Hun's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he wrote again: "Red Pink Skull, Skeleton Red Pink." Lu Jian saw that he was stubborn, slightly angry, grabbed the steel awl, and engraved heavily: "I hope the master will do it!"

Monk Hun seemed annoyed and stared at Lu Jian, who also opened his eyes wide and did not turn away.After staring at each other for a long while, a trace of helplessness flashed across Monk Hun's eyes, and he carried Lu Jian on his back and got out of the cave.An old vine as thick as an arm hangs in front of the cave. Monk Hun climbed up the vine and approached the top of the cliff.

Monk Hun put down Lu Jian, leaned over and moved his fingers, and wrote in the soil: "Where are you going?" Lu Jian wrote: "I don't know either." Sending you back while saving you?" Lu Jian thought for a while, and wrote, "Very good." Monk Hun glared at him, snorted, picked up Lu Jian again, and walked forward quickly.

Not long after running, he suddenly heard someone talking, Monk Hun stumbled and burrowed into an ancient tree branch.Lu Jian looked over his shoulder and was overwhelmed with surprise.In the forest ahead, Ning Ning and Su Wenxiang walked side by side.

After seeing each other overnight, Ning Ning looked gloomy, took two steps, and sighed: "Brother Su, do you think he walked this way?"

"No mistake!" Su Wenxiang sniffed, "There's still a smell!" Ning Ning hesitated, "But he... his body is so weak, it's fine to walk two or three miles, from Sanzu Temple to here, tens of miles How did the mountain road come here? Also, it’s gloomy here, if he encounters a wild animal, how can he resist it?” At this point, her eyes were slightly red, and she said in a harsh voice, “It’s all my fault, when I feel sad, Just leave... If something happens to him, I...I..."

No matter how slow Lu Jian was ten times, he could tell that the "he" in Ning Ning's words was himself. Thinking of her sorrow and sadness for him, he was very moved.

"Ning'er, don't worry." Su Wenxiang sniffled, and said suddenly, "In addition to his smell, there is also a smell, sour and smelly, mixed with dry firewood. That Lu... Lu..." Ning Ning said : "Lu Jian."

(End of this chapter)