The torch was dim, and in the dank dungeon, it could only illuminate an area of about two steps around me.
The armored guards escorted the Sun Protector Zhang Songyue and others down to the dungeon, and then used torches to light the braziers on both sides of the corridor. The firewood in the braziers was soaked in tung oil and was ignited one after another. The smell was really pungent. But it also ignited the strong smell.
The putrid smell has dissipated somewhat.
More light dispelled the fear in Hong Zhiye's heart, and he began to calm down and take stock of the situation in front of him:
Zhang Songyue was obviously captured by the "Thousand Thorns Net" of the armored guards. His head, face, neck and body were all covered with wounds from thorns. The spots were black and red, and the blood stains were messy. He looked miserable. Other Zoroastrianism
The believers were all injured, and it was obvious that they had gone through a fight to the death.
These captured Zoroastrian monsters were also packed into narrow prisons. Zhang Songyue and other Zoroastrian leaders had their hands and feet tied to iron chains on the stone walls of the prison to prevent escape.
The armored guards locked up the captured demon, locked the iron door again, and walked away.
Hong Zhiye was originally in a depressed mood, but when he saw the miserable Zoroastrian demons through the thick fence by the light of the fire, he felt a somewhat inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart. Then he looked around where he was, and saw that it was dark.
In the wet prison, at a slightly higher corner, I found a few pieces of leftover bluestone. They were lined up there, shaped like a smaller stone couch.
Hong Zhiye snorted softly, as if he was full of disdain for those monsters. Then he curled up and lay down on the stone couch. He fell asleep and soon began to snore.
I was in a daze, not knowing whether I was dreaming or waking up. The thick iron door of the dungeon opened and closed, closed and opened again. More Zoroastrian monsters were escorted in, and there were faint exclamations of women being taken advantage of...
...Everything was so messed up that even his dreams were in a mess.
I don’t know how long it took, but the iron door on the east side of the dungeon that had not been opened for a long time suddenly opened. The sinister laughter of a mad wolf resounded throughout the dungeon.
Hong Zhiye was completely awakened, his whole body was cold, but his chest was very hot: the voice was none other than the second generation ancestor of Yuan Zhongwu!
Yuan Zhongwu laughed wildly for a few times and then the fire went silent. The pungent smell of tung oil mixed with the rancid smell immediately choked him. His eyes turned red and he coughed violently, followed by uncontrollable vomiting.
The environment here is unheard of! Yuan Zhongwu was extremely uncomfortable. After struggling for a long time, his stomach was still full of emotions. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Wang Jiaozhen, Baigangan! Get those 'saints' into my room quickly."
.This fucking cell smells worse than the latrine! I can’t stand it anymore, ugh..."
After Yuan Zhongwu finished speaking, he vomited again, but the sound had already gone far away. He apparently ran back along the secret path he came from.
Then there were the sounds of several "saints" struggling and screaming, mixed with the strange scoldings of the "Bazhou Double Heroes", which seemed extremely harsh. After a while, the hands and feet of several "saints" were tied tightly.
His mouth was blocked, leaving only the curses from other believers one after another.
At this time, even Hong Zhiye couldn't help but secretly sigh: What good would happen to these "saints" if they fell into the hands of the shameless Yuan Zhongwu? If they could save their lives, it would be God's blessing...
To the east of the front yard of Linji Temple, there is a bright and bright room, where the warm spring light pours in in the afternoon, making people feel comfortable all over.
Wu Zhengjie, the Celestial Master, Wei Chiyuan, the master of Hongdao Temple, and Gongsun Xuantong, the master of Shangqing Temple. Just like the word "pin", they were sitting around a tea table, sipping tea and discussing Taoism. On the wind stove, in the copper pot, there were strings of strings
Fish-eye-like water bubbles jumped up, making the tea soup more cheerful.
On the round seat at the bottom, two young men are sitting, one is Chong Lingzi Yang Chaoxi, and the other is Chuanzongzi Fang Qidou.
The five people exchanged greetings for a while and then got down to the topic, starting with the group of knights in Luoyang intercepting the Zoroastrian saint, talking about the Zoroastrian saint, the tiger monster appearing one after another to fight, and then talking about the "Canglong Qisu" who came to disrupt the situation, and finally detailed the details.
When asked in detail, Yang Zhaoxi’s story of killing the tiger demon was revealed.
Yang Zhaoxi originally wanted to prevaricate a few words and conceal Senior Zhong's whereabouts. However, the two teachers and a fellow Taoist sitting in front of him had a combined age of nearly three hundred years. How could they hide it?
In addition, Fang Qidou was in the cabin when the tiger was lying in wait. He had already seen his abnormal behavior and his drastic change in temperament, so he had guessed some clues. So after some insinuations, Yang Zhaoxi had no choice but to attach Zhong Jiudao.
I briefly talked about killing the tiger demon. I just insisted that I met Zhong Jiudao by chance. Zhong Jiudao couldn't stand the tiger demon manipulating ghosts to bring disaster to the people, so he decided to help him.
A helping hand...
Wu Zhengjie, Yuchi Yuan, and Gongsun Xuantong ignored him and all looked relieved.
Wu Zhengjie first smiled and said: "My little friend, this is an adventure! That bell... Zhong Jiudao is known to women and children as the 'Celestial Master of Ghost Hunting'. He is a hundred times more powerful than the Heavenly Master like me! What a pity.
There is a separation between yin and yang, there is a difference between life and death, and we cannot make friends."
Yuchi Yuan raised his eyebrows and said: "What's the pity? As a Taoist brother, if you waste a few more years, you can leave the Yang and return to the Yin. Then you will be at ease under the spring. Which sage and famous person do you want to see, and they will just wave?
"
Gongsun Xuantong chuckled: "Brother Yuchi, this is a tricky statement. With Brother Wu's Taoist cultivation, if he works hard for several years, he may not be able to rise to the top of the clouds and reach immortality in one step! The people who will make friends at that time are not those who build caves and build mansions.
The Immortal Family is the god in charge of one side, so how can they continue to slander those lonely ghosts?"
After Wu Zhengjie heard this, he burst out laughing. He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and counted to the left and right: "The two Taoist friends praised each other, but the old Taoist's heart was ups and downs. Now his Taoist heart is not stable!" After saying that, he looked to the other side.
Yang Chaoxi said, "Little friend, you said you borrowed a 'Shangqing Hanxiang Sword', can you show it to me?"
However, Yang Zhaoxi said with a bitter face: "I was borrowing it from the Zoroastrian saint to fight the tiger demon, but it was damaged by the Luoshui River! Not only could I not take it out today, but I will meet the person who borrowed the sword another day.
I don’t even know how to explain it.”
Wu Zhengjie's face was slightly dull, but he immediately smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! The old Taoist is just curious. This 'Shangqing Hanxiang Sword' was created by Baiyunzi Sima Chengzhen, and the wooden sword he refined himself is the most authentic, but it is a pity that it has not been passed down to the world.
Duo. The old Taoist just wants to see if it is the sword passed down by Bai Yunzi himself. Since it was destroyed so easily, it must be an imitation, so there is no pity."
While speaking, Wu Zhengjie puffed up his robe sleeves and immediately took out the "Shangqing Xiang Sword" he had used when opening the altar a few days ago. He continued with a smile,
"Little friend! You borrow and return it, and it's not difficult to borrow it again. Since you have damaged the magic weapon of the person who borrowed the sword, you can take this sword and return it to him. Although this sword is an imitation, it is made of lightning-struck wood.
The one I made is worth it even though it was broken!"
Yang Chaoxi was immediately frightened and grateful at the same time. He quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Dao gave me such a valuable gift. How can Xiao Dao dare to accept it?"
Gongsun Xuantong knew that Wu Zhengjie had a treacherous temperament. Once he became a Taoist friend, he would be very enthusiastic. Now that Chrysostom has opened his mouth, if Yang Chaoxi refuses to accept his words, he will be angry and unhappy.
Then he smiled and said: "Chong Lingzi! As we practice Taoism, the first thing we need to do is to have a clear mind. Since you need this thing but don't accept it against your will, your thoughts will not be smooth in the future. If you really think this thing is valuable, you should owe Wu Dao
This is a favor from my brother. If he calls me for something in the future, you will do your best to help him. Just repay this favor!"
After Yang Chaoxi heard this, he stepped forward and bowed to accept it: "The elder gave it to me, and I dare not refuse it. Brother Taoist generously gave me the sword, and I will never forget it!"
The five of them made tea and talked happily for a while. Since Fang Qidou had to return to the camp to resume his duties, Yang Zhaoxi said goodbye and left.
As soon as he came out of the Jing room, Fang Qidou looked at him strangely and said, "Junior brother Yang, you are really a freak! When we were in Tongyuan Canal a few days ago, you were so seriously injured that you were almost dying. I didn't expect you to be here just a few days ago.
On the same day, there are dragons and tigers alive again, which is really strange and strange!"
Yang Chaoxi also felt that the healing effect of his own Qi movement was quite strange, but he could not explain why, so he had to cup his hands and say: "Thank you to Senior Sister Tang, and Junior Sister Qin to take care of me day and night. I will keep this kindness and virtue in my heart!"
Fang Qidou waved his hand and said: "This is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. I guess you and that senior Zhong Jiudao did not meet by chance. He must have taught you some method to communicate secretly so that you could come to help. However,
If you can invite him to take action, you will be considered a blessing!"
Yang Chaoxi smiled and said: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Senior Brother Fang, the 'talented man'!"
After hearing this, Fang Qidou just smiled, but rarely showed any complacency: "Junior Brother Yang, Brother Yu has a word of advice. I won't be happy if I don't say it today."
Seeing that he spoke solemnly, Yang Chaoxi vaguely guessed that what he said must be related to her helping Zoroastrianism yesterday, so she immediately clasped her fists and said, "Senior Brother Fang, please give me some advice."
Fang Qidou pondered for a while and then said: "Junior brother Yang! Although you and I are both from Taoist sects, we should understand that since ancient times, 'the poor should not fight with the rich, and the rich should not fight with the officials.' What happened yesterday seemed to be a fight between Luoyang heroes and Zhuo
In fact, both parties knew that the religion was in a dilemma. This was the Luoyang Gongmen who wanted to take the opportunity to suppress the Zoroastrian believers in order to force them to surrender. To put it more bluntly, it was the method of officials and herdsmen.
Since you have come down from the mountains and want to establish yourself in Luoyang and do some things, even if you are not willing to flatter the public, you should not antagonize him. However, what you did yesterday, in the eyes of us and other 'heroes',
But he openly associates with monsters and challenges the public. Regardless of whether he is right or wrong, it will cause endless troubles!
If Junior Brother Yang is just angry for a moment and takes action righteously, he will have to cut off all contact with Zoroastrianism in the future. If he has changed his family and joined Zoroastrianism, it is important to leave as soon as possible! We, Qidou, do not want to have you and me one day in the future.
Brothers face each other with swords and weapons, fighting to the death."
After hearing this, Yang Zhaoxi had mixed feelings in his heart, and he hurriedly raised his hands and thanked him: "Senior Brother Fang spoke from the bottom of his heart, and his words were sincere and sincere. Every word of his words was good advice for Junior Brother. How can Junior Brother not know what is good and what is bad? Senior Brother, don't worry! Yang is learning Taoism in one day.
, I will never dare to rebel against Taoism for the rest of my life. Although Zoroastrianism says 'do good and avoid evil', its practices are often secretive and extreme, and there are many conflicts with our Taoist sect's techniques of self-cultivation and immortality, so naturally we should not ignore them."
Fang Qidou was relieved and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother Yang was sincere in what he said and the reason in his thoughts was impartial, but it was senior brother who was overly concerned! Now that the turmoil in the city is uncertain, the palace envoy has made it clear that he wants to embarrass Zoroastrianism. Junior brother
If you have nothing important to do, it is best to practice in this contemplation, so as not to cause some smug little ones to get angry at you."
Yang Zhaoxi bowed his hands and bowed again. Fang Qidou then turned around and went out, climbed onto Feiyuncong, led Qiu Chuan and Zhao Sandao and ran all the way to the camp.
Yang Chaoxi stood at the gate, watching Fang Qidou and others go away, and then slowly turned around. He saw a few familiar figures gathered around him, and he couldn't help but smile: "Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Brother Huang, it seems that the master of the temple has explained
You have finished the matter!" After saying that, he turned his eyes to another figure, but his heart was trembling slightly, "Boss Sun, you are also going down the mountain."
Sun Hunian also had mixed feelings. Since the sudden change in spring, Yang left Yangliu Villa alone in the morning and evening. Counting the time, it had been more than a month since he had seen her.
At this time, I looked at this acquaintance, who had a dusty look on his face, and there were faint scars that had not yet healed. He felt sad and sighed in his heart, and after a long while he replied: "It's Master Chengxuzi who heard that the tiger monster in Luoyang City is causing trouble.
, I have to come over and take a look... Only today did I know that there was a sworn blood feud. In the past few years, Master Chengxuzi has always felt uncomfortable thinking about it!"
Yang Chaoxi nodded silently, knowing that he deliberately talked about these topics and did not want to make him sad.
As if he wanted to say something comforting, Huang Shuo, the Yu Lingzi on the side, also laughed and said: "Junior brother Yang is really incredible! He killed the tiger monster with just one person's power. How heroic! Haha!"
After Huang Shuo finished laughing, he saw that no one agreed, so he had to scratch his head and said awkwardly: "Hey! There was a strange thing just now, which really made people laugh. When Sun Hunian met the 'sky-breaking spear' Qiu Chu'an, he unexpectedly
I almost thought she was Guan Hu'er! If I hadn't stopped him, I would have stepped forward to recognize him. Tsk tsk! Don't tell me, they really look like each other! Don't you think it's weird? Hahaha..."
Zhuo Songtao, Ming Lingzi, had a strange look on his face, and hurriedly and quietly tugged at Huang Shuo's back. Huang Shuo then realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly stuck out his tongue and shrank aside.
However, Yang Chaoxi pretended not to take it seriously and laughed in agreement: "Really? I didn't take a closer look just now. Senior Brother Huang reminded me well! I will definitely compare it carefully next time..."
When Sun Hunian saw that Huang Shuo had accidentally touched on this matter, he knew that it was inevitable. If he tried to cover it up again, he would alienate the friendship between the brothers. He looked at Yang Chaoxi and sighed briefly: "Third brother! Just now.
That Junior Sister Qin is so similar to Sister Lin'er!"
Yang Chaoxi's Adam's apple rolled up, and her smile froze on her face. She felt like she was being choked by something, and was speechless for a long time.