Emperor Kangxi: Yuyu Chengxiang

Chapter 76 Mu Zixu's Wisdom Stays at Pilu Courtyard
Mu Zixu stared blankly at this scene, as if in a dream, let Qingfeng untie the rope, and asked after a long while: "Daoist, who are you and why did you come to save me?" Qingfeng untied it for him. Sitting on the plank bed, he replied nonchalantly: "In short, it's just a destiny with you. Fu Yi's wife, Gui Yi's friend, it's reasonable that you don't remember me." Mu Zixu stared at Qingfeng with dead eyes. After a while, suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and he stammered: "You—you are...the fourth brother, Hao Laosi—my fourth brother!" Mu Zixu suddenly stepped forward and hugged Qingfeng's shoulder and cried loudly ...

It turned out that during the Shunzhi period, Mu Zixu, Wu Dan and Hao Laosi were horse thieves outside the pass, and because they got acquainted with Wei Dongting, they became Kangxi's bodyguards.In order to save Wu Ciyou, Mu Zixu and others who were trapped in Baiyunguan Mountain, Hao Laosi gave Ao Bai a chance.In the eighth year of Kangxi's reign, Oboi fell from power, and when the incident was found out, Hao Lao Siyuan was given to death, but was later rescued by Zhongnan Taoist Hu Gongshan.

"Older Hao is already dead. I am Qingfeng." Qingfeng slowly pushed Mu Zixu's hand away. Although he was calm, he could not be indifferent. I'm alone, I can't do what I want, I'll show you to take a closer look tonight!" Mu Zixu also calmed down, if he insisted on recognizing this Hao Lao Si, then he would still be a felon, not only Wei Dongting, but also Lang Shou A murderous crime is of no benefit to anyone, so he wiped away his tears and said, "I don't want to bring up the past, I'll give you a good view after the incident! Where's Lao Hu? Didn't he come?" Qingfeng said: "He's old. , the mountain has been closed for meditation—shhh—there’s some movement!” Then he kicked Yu Yishi’s dumb acupoint and the two rushed behind the door.Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the door opened with a "squeak", and the scarlet-headed monk Mingxuan came in, and said with a smile: "Old Yu, what are you waiting for after the matter is over!—Ah, why are you being tied up—" —" Before he finished speaking, Mu Zixu flashed his dagger, and Mingxuan fell into the door without saying a word.Mu Zixu stepped across the pool of blood, picked up Yu Yishi, turned to Qingfeng and said, "This man's tongue is useful, but he is afraid of accidents if he keeps it, what should we do?" Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Excellent Buddha of Infinite Life! There is a dry well behind the shrine. , wrong him a bit!"

The two dealt with Lan Ruoyuan's funeral, looked up at the stars, and estimated that Haizheng was already here.In the dark, the two nodded in agreement, jumped up the high wall and walked into the Zen Mountain, but saw that there were many hills and hills inside, scattered houses, dark and vast, and there seemed to be no way to find.Mu Zixu pondered for a while and said: "This is not a problem, please come with me!" Then he jumped up the wall and walked to the Miaoxianghuayu Building, and then went down to the courtyard.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, and there were no lights in the houses.Mu Zixu went up to push the door of the building, but it was only half-hidden, and he went in in a flash. When he looked back, Qingfeng had already come in and covered the door.Mu Zixu quietly touched the divine case, uncovered the central painting, and moved the statue of Zhong Sanlang with his hands, but it seemed to take root.Qingfeng whispered: "Don't worry, no one lives here, touch it, and it will be removed naturally if you find the mechanism." useless.Just as he was about to come down, he accidentally touched the flute on the back of the statue with one hand, but after hearing a rustling sound, the statue of Zhong Sanlang slid westward, and the door on the back wall opened silently, and the black and charming inside seemed to be sandwiched between walls and stone passages. Zen Mountain, the wind blowing over is chilly.

Mu Zixu followed closely behind Taoist Qingfeng, walked along the pitch-black wall, one foot up and one foot down, and touched the scene for half a meal. Then he saw the lights flickering in front of him. At the end there is a stone hut, looking in through the window lattice, there are several couches, chairs and cabinets inside, quite exquisite, Jue Yuan and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face are drinking tea and talking.

"Shan Zhang," the middle-aged man said, "you should not have let that man and woman come to your Miaoxianghuayu Tower. Now, although the man is gone, there is no trace of the woman. This matter is suspicious and frightening." Ah!" Jue Yuan laughed and said, "That's because Mingxuan is ignorant and can't deal with it, and I happened to go to see Xingming, and he had no choice but to take him upstairs. The man is dead, how capable will she be as a woman Don’t worry! I abandon the Orthodox Church and follow my Buddha, and I will take care of you, Mr. Yang. I have been operating here for ten years, and no one has been able to see the true face of this mountain!"

"Mr. Yang!" Mu Zixu was taken aback, "This is Yang Qilong, the fake Third Prince Zhu?" He visited the Niujie Mosque at night with the emperor in the 12th year of Kangxi, and once had an acquaintance with the "Third Prince". How did a refined and handsome young scholar become such a skinny old man in ten years?Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Yang Qilong sneer and said: "You are so breathless, if it weren't for Ge Zhitai, the grass on this mountain would have been trampled down long ago, so what's the matter!" Jue Yuan said disapprovingly: "I really do I don’t know what you are doing so hard here, don’t you still have dozens of black shops, and there are four or five hundred people from Liu Tiecheng in Hongze Lake! There are many passed away, don't you doubt it?"

"What do the common people know? They can't be suspicious." Yang Qilong chewed a piece of tea and said, "The magistrate of Nanjing has been dismissed; Zhang Bonian has been transferred away; what are you afraid of? That master is very shrewd, but he has a flaw : Curious, love to make a micro-clothes visit. I have fallen into his hands on this, and I still want him to fall on this——I have other arrangements elsewhere, you just listen to me!"

"I really admire your stubborn nature." Jue Yuan sighed, "Could it be your turn to sit in the Dragon Court if the matter is successful? Why not make wedding clothes for others."

"This, I know. I hate it, I just want to let it go!" Yang Qilong stood up, his eyes glowing with green light, "The old people in the mountains and forests only make fuss, and now they are going to flatter today's people one by one, I want to humiliate them Let them know that the heart of a lone minister and evil son of Ming Dynasty will never be attached to a full boot!" After that, he turned his eyes and said, "The time has come, let's go—I remember it's the turn of No. 14 steamed bun tonight Stuffed?" After speaking, the two of them pushed open the small west door of the stone house and went out.Mu Zixu and Qingfeng exchanged looks, walked through the stone house through the window, and followed far behind.

When I first came out from the stone wall, I saw the cold wind outside Chan Mountain, the bamboo trees and maple leaves whimpering in the dark night, accompanied by the roar of the Yangtze River below the mountain, it was eerie and creepy.Holding the watermelon lantern in their hands, Yang Qilong and the two wandered down the mountain in an erratic way, talking and laughing occasionally along the way, unaware that there were two people with martial arts behind them.Mu Zixu, however, was full of doubts, wondering what "steamed bun stuffing" meant.

Time shifted, Yang Qilong and Jueyuan came to a dark monk's house, where a few shofar lanterns were lit, flashing in the wind.Seeing them coming, a novice rushed up to greet them, clasped his hands together and said, "Disciple Xingkong, welcome to the helm master, great monk!"

"Ready?" Jue Yuan asked.

"NO.14 Seng Zhitong has started driving!"

"In the old place?"

"When the tide of the river falls, the futon of death moves forward seven feet."

Jue Yuan turned around after hearing this, gave up his hand, and said: "Master Yang Tuo, please!" Yang Qilong didn't answer, just nodded and walked towards the river bank.

Mu Zixu suddenly felt a great terror hit his heart. It was a cold day, cold sweat was streaming down his neck, his neck was wet and itchy, and he was restless when the breeze patted his shoulder, and he said darkly: "Follow , and see how they kill."

The place of death will soon arrive. On the beach by the banks of the Yangtze River, there is a pile of dry firewood, which is as high as a house, and the top and bottom are neatly stacked.A wooden frame is erected for the water-pressing pavilion on the shoal on the river bank, and a thick wooden plank the size of two doors is placed not far from the bank.A sharply sharpened serrated knife was inserted upwards from the blade in the center of the board, which shone coldly under a few horn lamps, and there was a hole the size of a teacup near the handle for bloodletting.Even though Yang Qilong has watched this kind of drama several times, he still couldn't help shivering.

The Zhitong that was put on the shelf was as fat and white as dough, without any blood color.About since entering the temple as stuffing for steamed buns, he was force-fed with potions. He sat on the sand with his palms folded and remained motionless, except for the occasional rolling of his eyes. He did not look like a living person at all.Qingfeng knew that there were many masters in this group of evil monks, so he didn't dare to get too close, he couldn't see clearly from a distance, so he heard Yuan's soft voice calling: "Zhitong..."

Zhitong moved his lips, but didn't say a word.

"You are a person in prison waiting to die. You will be shaved for three years and you will become a fruit. You will leave the gate of hell and go to the world of bliss. You are good luck." Jue Yuan said softly, "From now on, you will never have the joy of eating oil to satisfy your hunger." , and there is no suffering of sitting on a meditation bed, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, and no joy, anger, sorrow, desire, love and evil. All ties are empty, and you have entered the realm of the great arhat. Today, the master will send you—the relic pagoda, you sit firmly! After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and the four thick-armed and round-waisted monks skillfully placed the knife board on the river, helped Zhitong, and pointed the tip of the knife at the lower anus and pressed it hard... It's very simple, Mu Zixu and Qingfeng Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhitong had already "passed away"—the blood gurgled from the sinus of the wooden plank below, and flowed into the endless river.

"Amitabha!" Yang Qilong and Jueyuan put their palms together and chanted the Buddha's name together, "Destroy all inanimate forms in the world, Sariputra, Yu Zhitong sacrifices his body to seek the Dharma, and then the sea of ​​suffering will be transcended - there are all the appearances of hell, Sariputra will not be stingy in seeking the Dharma. Our generation If you don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?” Dozens of monks present were also chanting.

① Shenku: The temple is dilapidated and the place where Buddha statues are buried.

(End of this chapter)