Chapter 314 Returning the Magic Sword, Ye Changyuan
Short grass grows on the eaves, and the crows sing in the deserted countryside.
The lonely Fox Temple stands abruptly here, surrounded by either rocks or wormwood, which makes it look a bit strange. The distance further away is slightly smoother, and it seems that there are continuous ridges of fields.
Although it is called a "temple", it does not have a mountain gate or a dormitory. Just looking at the regulations, you can tell that this Fox Temple was built with funds raised and donated by the villagers in the countryside. It has been neglected for many years and has been neglected, making it look a bit old and shabby.
Since ancient times, China has had the custom of worshiping the fox god. According to legend, Emperor Yu’s wife Tushan, Xia Jie’s favored concubine Mei Xi, and King Zhou’s favored concubine Daji were all transformed into nine-tailed celestial foxes. This shows that the fox god can do magic.
Benefits can be given to husbands and children, but they can also be used to cause harm to the country and the people.
The ancestors were ignorant and the farmers were ignorant, so they all respected and feared the fox god. They often pooled their money to build temples and worshiped regularly, hoping to cure diseases and disasters and have a good harvest. When the prosperous dynasty was established, there was a proverb in the countryside: "Cuddle the Buddha's feet temporarily."
, how to pray to the Fox Temple." This is because the Fox God responds to requests and is very efficacious. He is more visible and tangible than the Buddha and the Taoist. Therefore, although the Fox Temple is not as rich in incense as the Taoist and Shimen, it is not lacking.
Wine, meat and fruits offered by the villagers.
At this moment, the surroundings of the Fox Temple are covered with a lot of gravel by the Zoroastrian people. Square stone slabs of different sizes are spliced and placed on the gravel. On the stone slabs, densely packed corpses of believers are displayed. A formation of putrid air
When the attack came, even the pickled beggars couldn't resist the smell and covered their noses to avoid it.
Anren sent Mi Liangbi and others to collect dead branches and leaves, and built a few simple shacks not far from the southeast of the Fox Temple. When the east wind blew, they first reached the shacks, and then arrived near the Fox Temple.
The overwhelming corpse stench was carried away by the east wind and rarely reached the shack.
After the beggars gathered with Mi Liangbi and others, they built more shacks. Three or five people huddled together, lit a bonfire, and chewed dry food, just to survive the long night on the outskirts of the city.
Most of the people huddled in the shacks to rest, and a small number of people went out to watch the night to prevent mountain beasts from invading the corpses again. After all, early tomorrow morning, these corpses would have to be sent to the "Tower of Silence" in the East Hill for a holy burial ceremony. If not, they would be buried.
I have enough energy to set out tomorrow, but my hands and feet will inevitably feel sore.
The bonfire gradually extinguished in the mist and the chirping of insects. In front of the Fox Temple and in the shacks, snoring gradually sounded. Only a ball of hairy moon remained, slanting in the sky, adding a bit of haziness to the countryside...
The shadows of the sun are skewed and the sky is dazzling.
The wealthy households in Luoyang City had all finished their midday meals and found beds to take a nap.
In the dilapidated house of the Beggar Gang, the little monkey was standing in an open space, concentrating on practicing the steps, body movements, techniques, arms and legs taught by the master.
Yang Zhaoxi broke off a wicker stick, held it in his hand, and walked around the little monkey, looking left and right. From time to time, he would hit his fists, feet, elbows, knees, waist and other deviations to correct his footwork and posture. He had done so for more than ten years.
Before, Guan Dashi taught them how to use fists and kicks.
Just when the little monkey took a break and reached two cups of tea, Yang Zhaoxi suddenly pulled out his sword finger and pushed his forehead lightly. The little monkey could no longer stabilize his body and threw his head back with a cry of "Ouch!"
land.
The little monkey rubbed the back of his head and asked in confusion: "Master, why did you push me?"
Yang Zhaoxi said calmly: "Your steps are wandering left and right, floating up and down, and have only one shape. You are really vulnerable. If you practice like this in response to an errand, the effect will inevitably be half the result with half the effort. I will teach you how to sit in a circle and keep quiet."
, why don’t you use the method of practicing martial arts and practicing qi?”
The little monkey was confused, but the master only blamed him for not practicing martial arts attentively. He said with a slight shame: "Disciple, I know you are wrong! But the master taught you to 'sit in a round position, keep quiet, and practice kung fu and practice qi'. It is not about sitting cross-legged."
, can I practice Qigong? It’s like resting with my legs intertwined and pressed to the ground. I can’t even stabilize my body, so how can I move my Qi?”
Yang Chaoxi's face darkened, knowing that this young disciple Jiao Zhu was playing harp, so he patiently said: "Master's teaching about 'sitting in a circle and keeping quiet' is to keep your mind centered, unbiased, body and mind sinking, and not be able to afford distracting thoughts."
, it doesn’t have to be sitting cross-legged for it to be called practice. As for practicing and nourishing Qi, you can sit, lie down, or stand, so there is no need to stick to a certain posture, carving a boat or looking for a sword.”
Although the little monkey is lively and active, he is also quite smart. He suddenly realized: "I understand! Master, my disciple has made a mistake. It turns out that while practicing footwork, bodywork, and techniques, you can also practice Taoism and internal breathing.
! In this way, you can save more time to talk to Xiaoxue... Ah! Master, this is not what I mean..."
The little monkey was so complacent that he blurted out what was on his mind and suddenly realized something was not good.
Sure enough, Yang Chaoxi's face darkened and she said sternly: "I'm not attentive, my mind is restless! Stop and do it again! If you don't have enough incense, you can't get up."
The little monkey didn't dare to disobey and did as he was told.
The rest step is a relatively easy pace, but before that, I had done horse stance, lunge, lunge step, and false step one after another, and my waist, legs, and arms were already sore and numb, so I had to force myself into a rest stance. Then I fell into a deep sleep.
I chanted in my mind, breathed evenly, and tried to get rid of the unbearable and impetuous feeling caused by the soreness and numbness in my mind. After taking a few breaths, I felt that it was quite effective, and the tangled and forbearing look on my face gradually relaxed.
At this time, the courtyard door opened with a "clang", and the door bolt fell to the ground with a crisp sound. An old beggar in neat robes strode in angrily. When he saw Yang Chaoxi teaching in the courtyard, he couldn't help but turn to anger.
Happy: "Young friend Yang! I haven't seen you for a few days. I want to make fun of the old beggar! I went out today and didn't look at the imperial calendar, but I was teased by a woman..."
Yang Zhaoxi hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists: "Why is Leader Long angry? I wonder if there is any use for the trail?"
Long Zaitian took a closer look and saw that Yang Chaoxi was holding a willow branch more than two feet long in his hand. He couldn't help but frowned: "It was a woman named Liu who made a bet with the old beggar.
Who is better at accumulating virtue and doing good deeds? Now that I think about it, she seems to have got her way! The old beggar went to discuss business, but he ended up with a bet for no reason. If the old beggar loses, wouldn't he call his gang brother Bai?
A busy day?"
After Yang Zhaoxi heard this, he immediately guessed the identity of the woman named Liu. Then he said calmly: "I dare to ask, where did the leader of the Dragon Gang go to negotiate the business?"
Long Zaitian knew that this matter was careless and did not want to be heard by the people in the courtyard, so he dragged Yang Chaoxi to the guest room and said angrily: "This is the Imperial Shang Qin Mansion in Yongtai Square! This Qin Xiangchu, in Luoyang City, is also
He is considered to be the number one person, but unexpectedly the rules in the house are a complete mess! A twenty-eight-year-old girl dares to come out and speak shamelessly... Humph! The old master also didn't cultivate his energy well enough, and he fell into her provocation..."
Long Zaitian cursed and told Yang Zhaoxi what had happened in the morning. He was not a stingy person. He wanted to regret the bet. He was just impulsively using the money earned by his brothers from the school to take risks.
I feel very guilty for making a bet. Although the odds of winning the bet were 50-50, as the leader of a gang, it was indeed a bit ridiculous to do such a childish thing.
Yang Chaoxi couldn't laugh or cry in her heart: the exciting bet was quite in line with Liu Xiaomu's character. But she never expected that this Long Zaitian could be fooled by her with just a few words, and he was tricked into it, obviously using some unknown technique.
Law.
Yang Chaoxi couldn't say much, so she could only comfort her by saying: "Since this poor household is chosen by Gang Leader Long, the chance of winning is even better. Why not just find two poor households who are familiar with each other? People are against each other, so how can we lose the bet?"
Reason?"
Long Zaitian said sternly: "Since it is a bet, how can we secretly be biased and take advantage of her? I, Long, have always been upright and aboveboard. Even if it is a small bet, I still want to win in an upright manner."
Yang Zhaoxi had no choice but to respond with cupped fists. He also briefly asked about the current situation of the brothers in the gang. This trip was dangerous, and then he took out the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword" from his sleeve and said: "Xiaodao went out of the city yesterday and luckily ran into that monster.
, I wanted to defeat him with a sword, but my ability was not good enough, and I even broke the magical sword borrowed by the leader of the Dragon Gang. Fortunately, I met an old friend today who happened to have a "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword", so he gave it to Xiaodao in repayment.
The magic sword of the leader of the Dragon Gang."
Long Zaitian took it solemnly, and with a wave of his hand, he was shocked: "What a strong 'Thunderbolt Qi'! This magical sword is actually made of lightning-struck peach wood. It is rare and rare, far better than the one I lent you!"
This is a very important treasure, please forgive me for not daring to accept it!"
As he spoke, Long Zaitian had a lot of suggestions and refused to accept this "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword" no matter what.
Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to clasp his fists and say: "Xiao Dao has been fine lately. In the past few days, he told the leader of the Dragon Gang the lightening technique of 'crossing the river with a reed' as repayment. As for the speed of practice, it depends on the dragon."
Gang leader, are you willing to work hard?"
But Long Zaitian smiled: "Then thank you in advance, little friend. My 'Shangqing Hanxiang Sword' is not valuable, it is a loss, so don't worry, little friend."
Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but wonder: "Master Long, why is it so rare for lightning to strike a peach tree? How rarer is it than a lightning strike to a jujube tree?"
Long Zaitian cupped his hands and made a salute: "The peach trees are so short, but the jujube trees are so tall. When thunder from the sky wants to connect to the earth's fire, it naturally looks for tall trees, so jujube trees, poplars and other trees are often hit.
. Therefore, most of the trees struck by lightning are jujube, poplar, and willow. Peach wood is extremely rare."
Yang Chaoxi nodded repeatedly. Sure enough, the older he gets, the more knowledgeable he becomes. No matter how talented he is, he still has too little travel experience!
No wonder there is a saying in Taoism: "Small cultivation is in the mountains, major cultivation is in the world." Master Changyuan Zhenren looked back on his half-life and once said to him: Only by practicing courage in the rivers and lakes, training in the temples, training the heart in the world of mortals, and training Qi in the mountains...
Only after tasting the joys and sorrows can the beauty be washed away, practice quietly, embrace the extremes of emptiness, and realize the great truth.
I didn’t understand it at the time. Now that I think about it, every word is so precious!
The thought turned around, but only a few breaths later. When Yang Zhaoxi came back to his senses and understood that the Beggar Gang was also involved in the battle between Taiwei Palace and Zoroastrianism, he couldn't help but feel worried: "Long Gang Leader, Wang Jin is already furious at this time.
, you are not ignorant of the situation in the city, so why do you still help the Zoroastrian to bury the corpse? Aren't you afraid that Wang Jin will anger the beggars again?"
Long Zaitian smiled casually and said: "When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Taiwei Palace and Zoroastrianism have been at odds for seven years, overtly and covertly, they have lost more and won less. Yesterday, I made a desperate move, and I must have saved a showdown.
The idea is that we are already strong on the outside and weak on the inside! At this time, no matter how you dislike me, the Beggar Gang, you have no energy left to express your anger. If you don’t believe me, just watch! The secret and treachery of Zoroastrianism will not take long,
It’s time for Wang Jin and his ilk to return to the imperial capital to plead guilty.”
After Long Zaitian said that, he suddenly stared at Yang Chaoxi, pondered for a long time, and smiled warmly, "What's more, Yang Shaoxia dares to help with one person and one sword. I, Mr. Long, have more than a thousand gangs, just to earn some money, and there are
Why not?"
Yang Zhaoxi was startled at first, then smiled with relief and said, "Sure enough, I couldn't hide it from Gang Leader Long! It seems that Xiaodao's recklessness yesterday has been noticed by the Gang Leader!"
The spring sun is just right and the wind is not dry.
Ye Sanqiu left Qin's Mansion, but he looked defeated. He did not rush back to Lidefang Zoroastrian Temple, but walked around Nanshi, trying to change his outfit so as not to be recognized by Taiwei Palace's spies.
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Unexpectedly, Nanshi was uncharacteristically different today. Most of the shops were closed, and there were only a few people on the street. After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a single open shop!
I had no choice but to find a secluded place, knock out a Taoist priest who was in charge of purchasing, peel off the Taoist robe, Taoist boots, Qingwei and Xuanguan, and quickly put them on myself. Then I took out the Taoist priest's certificate and glanced at the name tag.
"Jia Yan" picked up a fly whisk from the ground, pretended to be polite, and walked towards Taiwei Palace.
Ye Sanqiu is a genuine member of the Ye clan. Influenced by Ye Fashan, a real person from Luofu, during the Kaiyuan period, he moved with his clan from Nanyang to Luoyang. Later, during the Jizhou Rebellion, some clan members were killed and some fled, but only ten survived.
No. 34. Ye Sanqiu's branch was actually Li Changyuan, a "white mountain man". He was rescued by an old friend of Zoroastrianism, so by some strange combination of circumstances, he simply entered Zoroastrianism. Later, he relied on his literary and military talents to become a "Zoroestrian".
"Land Maintenance Law" was also unexpected.
Although Ye Sanqiu had never met Li Changyuan several times, he had always exchanged letters with him at home. Moreover, Li Changyuan came to Luoyang recently and specifically stayed in Ye's house for two days. To say that there was no friendship was just a cover-up.
Fortunately, although the Holy Aunt had trained him to death just now, she did not expose the matter to his face, which was considered to have left a bit of trouble for Mr. Ye. However, Li Changyuan would not take action against what the Holy Aunt wanted him to do.
?He felt unsure at all.
At this moment, he finally used the Taoist priest to pay the ultimatum and sneaked into the end gate of Ziwei City. When he approached the Chongguang Gate, he could only wait where he was. The guards were so powerful that he was not allowed to get even half a step closer to the East Palace.
Ye Sanqiu paced anxiously, anxious. He waited for half an hour before he saw an otherworldly figure walking out of the light door. From a distance, he raised his hand and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Jia! You are well! I wonder why you are looking for me, Li Changyuan?"