Chapter 527 The boat stops at the Yishui, and people gather at the city god
The two mountains are connected with each other, and the Yishui River flows.
Longmen Dongshan has lush vegetation and luxuriant kudzu, hence the name Xiangshan. When boating on the Yishui River, you can smell the fragrance of the mountains in the distance, which makes you feel refreshed.
From time to time, some mountain people carry load of firewood and baskets of thorns, and go together to dig kudzu, so that they can be sent to the medicine shop in Luoyang City in exchange for some money. After working, they often sing slang songs, and the singing echoes between the two mountains, and it takes a long time to rest.
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At the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, there are green waves. A five-foot-square wooden platform is erected above the Yishui River. Under the platform, there are huge trees as thick as a human waist. Each one is submerged in the water. There are three layers of trees embedded in the giant trees vertically and horizontally.
A half-foot-thick wooden board. It is not easy for ordinary weapons to penetrate one layer.
There are forty-eight railings as high as half a person around the wooden platform. The railings are thicker than thighs. The ropes like arms string these railings together to form the fence of the wooden platform. On the east side of the wooden platform, a road is left.
The wooden gate is about six feet wide, and outside the door is a narrow plank road, only three to four feet long, leading to the waterfront.
This wooden platform is the Sifang Platform where heroes from all walks of life will compete on the day of the "Shendu Martial Arts Conference".
Beside the square platform and on the water bank, civilian laborers hired by the monks of Xiangshan Temple had already cleared away the rocks and weeds, and opened up a semicircular open space that was connected to the plank road. Above the starting point of the plank road, a wooden tower was erected.
The 10-foot-high gate has two extra wooden rafters protruding from it, presumably for the purpose of suspending the "Water-like Sword Box".
Everything seems to be ready.
However, around the open area, there are still many people in brown clothes and grass shoes, holding sickles, bending down and busy cutting off the newly grown weeds bit by bit.
Under the square platform, there were also many people with ropes tied around their waists, hanging between the giant trees, but they didn't know what they were doing.
A canal boat came along the river, dropped its anchor, and slowly docked at the edge of the square platform. There were two people standing on the bow of the boat. One of them had his sleeves clasped behind his back. He was calm and powerful. He was Yuan Zai. The other person had a smooth head.
With a wrinkled face, white beard and white eyebrows, and dressed in a hundred monk's robes, he is Zen Master Lingche, the abbot of Xiangshan Temple.
Yuan Zai stared at the busy people in the audience for a long time, then turned around and said to Abbot Lingche: "Master! In the past when Yuan was in humble circumstances, he saw his master preaching Buddhism in Hedong.
He talked about various sutras, and one of them is particularly vivid in my memory to this day!"
Abbot Lingche clasped his hands together and said without joy or sorrow, "I wonder what Tan Yue said, but which sentence was it?"
Yuan Zai stroked his beard slowly, as if he was lost in memories, and continued after a while: "Working hard, prospering and making great use. Although everything is superficial and practical, the noble heart is not easy to change. If you keep going forward and practice the future, life and death will be the same.
I can’t help you!”
Abbot Lingche raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Amitabha! Tan Yue originally had a great ambition, and he was enlightened by chance, so that all his thoughts became clear. However, this is not the result of the meaning of the scriptures, but the virtue of Tan Yue's self-transcendence. This sentence is not a scripture either.
, It’s just a grumbling remark made by me when I was exhausted from running around and suffering from inner pain!”
After listening to this, Yuan Zai finally burst out laughing: "The difference between the guru and me is that he is not flattering and does not show respect for his achievements. He only has a pure and pure heart, which is most valuable! Just like the water in the soup, the straight and the straight.
Detours, following the squares and circles, feeling uncomfortable everywhere!"
Abbot Lingche put his hands together and saluted and said: "Good, good! Tan Yue praised me. A monk has few desires and wants to find freedom. He only disturbs the world of mortals, but those who can keep their original intention, understand their original intention and do not follow the crowd are also
It’s very difficult.”
Yuan Zai heard something in his heart, and knew that Abbot Lingche meant what he said. It was just that the words were euphemistic and did not reveal any traces. After careful consideration, he felt that there was a deeper meaning. He immediately turned around and said:
"Master! Yuan Mou and Qi Guogong are both colleagues and close friends. Whenever we sit at the same table, drinking tea and tuning strings, everything they talk about is Zen and Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, he was summoned to the capital and gave me many instructions.
, you must pay more attention to this 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference', and don't let the world's heroes come in good fortune and return in defeat.
Therefore, a few days ago, Yuan Mou sent someone to send thousands of taels of alms. Firstly, it was because of the many extravagant expenses incurred by people coming and going to your temple before and after the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference'; secondly, it was also to express his sincerity and help.
Xiangshan Temple is renovating the temple to create more merits. But I don’t know why, but the master refuses to accept it?"
Abbot Lingche heard the words and got to the point, then he said with a straight face: "Don't be surprised by Yuan Xiang! We practice Zen and regard suffering as sweetness. If you can enjoy yourself with a basket of food and a gourd of drink, there is no need for a well-stocked warehouse.
Are the carriages and horses sufficient?
Previously, Henan Prefecture had sent a thousand taels of official silver for this grand event. In my heart, I was deeply grateful to you all for your kindness. If you still want to covet yellow and white Adu things, how can you still have a clear conscience in front of the statue of the Buddha?
Worship and chant sutras?”
When Yuan Zai heard his explanation, the trace of sullenness he still had in him immediately disappeared. Facing a Zen master like Abbot Lingche, who has no desires or desires and is upright and upright, even though he has been in the officialdom for a long time and is as powerful as him, his heart can't help but surge up.
A sense of respect and piety.
Immediately he turned his head again, looking at the people walking up and down around the Sifang Terrace, with a flash of amusement in his eyes. He changed the topic again, pretending to be casual and said: "In a few days, the Sifang rangers and wealthy guests will be salty.
Gathered here. In this grand gathering of heroes, I wonder if the monks of Xiangshan Temple will take the stage to show off their skills and compete with each other?"
Abbot Lingche chanted another Buddha's name, then smiled and said: "Since Xiangshan Temple is the host, I am determined not to compete with the world's heroes. I only wish to prepare more fruits and residences so that visitors from all directions can have no worries. Amitabha
!”
Yuan Zai was still a little unwilling. He immediately raised his eyes slightly and said with a smile on his face: "There are many guests from all over the world. There are also some who are wild and unrestrained, drinking and performing tricks, which will inevitably disturb the solemnity of your temple. If there is no Ling,
With the power of people and their intimidating power, I am afraid that these young people will look down on your temple, and instead make excuses to cause trouble, and eventually we will have no relationship."
Abbot Lingche smiled slightly: "These miscellaneous secular affairs are taken care of by my junior brother Lingzhen. In a pure place of Buddhism, I think there will be guests who will fight against injustice and act righteously so as not to disturb everyone's purity. Good people will help each other, and bad people will help each other.
Evil people torture, everything is caused by cause and effect."
Yuan Zai was convinced, crossed his hands and bowed to Abbot Lingche. The two looked at each other, smiled, and were speechless.
My heart is like boiling soup, and the scorching sun is like burning fire.
But it was said that Li Changyuan and others rushed out of Xiuwenfang, only to find Liu Zhongyi, but no trace of Yang Chaoxi. They all had expressions of confusion. They wished they could beat the eggless man to vent their hatred.
Wei Chiyuan, the master of Hongdao Temple, knew the importance of it, and immediately sent Lian Jiangping, the disciple of Chao Zong, to carry Eunuch Liu back to Hongdao Temple to take care of him. He followed the Taoist priests, each performing light body steps and following the instructions.
Following the blood stains left behind by the assassins as they fled, they pursued them all the way.
After a few breaths, the group passed through the Xinzhong Bridge, went straight into Yujifang, and caught up to a City God's Temple. The blood stains and footprints left by the assassins ended abruptly here.
The group of Taoists refused to rest. They broke into the temple and rummaged around, but found nothing!
The group of Taoists came out of the temple gate with gloomy faces. Although Li Changyuan was sure that there must be a secret passage hidden in the City God's Temple, he couldn't figure it out for a while. Just when he was about to start a divination with a group of fellow Taoists to get a glimpse of the mystery, he saw
A man who looked like a bartender walked in from outside the temple.
As soon as the man saw Yuchiyuan, he immediately bowed his head and saluted: "The disciple Fang Qidou pays homage to the master! Pays homage to all the seniors of the Taoist sect!"
When Yuchiyuan saw the eyes of this proud disciple flashing, he immediately laughed, helped Fang Qidou up, and said with a smile: "Have you been resting in camp for the past few days? Why did you come back dressed like this?"
Fang Qidou continued with a smile: "There have been some disputes over several properties at home these days, so I took leave from Shangguan and came back to take a look. I also helped with some rough work to prevent the idlers from being lazy and shouting at those jobs.
Master is laughing!"
The two of them talked and walked aside. Seeing that no one was paying attention anymore, Yuchi Yuan turned solemn and asked in a deep voice: "Zhuan Zongzi! Tell me the truth, why are you here suddenly?! Master!"
Which of those Taoist friends is not a thoughtful person? How could they believe such a coincidence?"
Fang Qidou then took out a note from his sleeve and said in a lowered voice: "Master, this note was written by my father, and I was specially sent to send it just to reassure you. Junior Brother Yang has saved the day and is still alive.
Master, please give more advice to all seniors, so that you don’t need to continue to patrol here."
Yuchiyuan was doubtful, so he unfolded the note secretly and saw that there was no word on it, only a turtle and a snake scrawled on it with charcoal strips. At first glance, it seemed completely disorganized, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be interesting.
The charm of Wu Daoxuan!
Yuchi Yuan could naturally recognize it. This was the emblem of the "Xuanwu Hall" of Yishui Pavilion. Looking at the entangled trajectory of the tortoise and snake, it actually contained a lot of Yi logic. Compared with the "Xuanwu Order" he had seen before, it was even less clever.
How much. Immediately, I understood a little bit more, and couldn't help but said to Fang Qidou:
"When your father sent you to Hongdao Temple to study martial arts, he secretly revealed a token to your teacher. But it's not as mysterious as the graffiti on the note today... Could it be that your father is... Xuanwu!"
"Shh! Master, please keep your voice down!"
Fang Qidou hurriedly made a silence gesture, looked around and then said, "On the disciple's wedding day that year, my father was very drunk and accidentally let the word slip, and the disciple tricked him out of the truth. Although Yishui Pavilion said
People don’t have much fear, but it would be better if no one knows about this identity!”
When Yuchi Yuan heard this, he nodded and said: "That's true. If that's true, the Chong Lingzi incident was just a false alarm! I think these madmen like Yuan Xiu are assassins under the Xuanwu Hall. Since your father is responsible for this,
Bao, what else do you have to worry about as a teacher?"
Fang Qidou hurriedly raised his hands and saluted: "This disciple still has some secular affairs, so I won't say goodbye to the seniors of the Taoist sect! If I have free time, I will go back to the temple to see the master!"
Yuchiyuan nodded and watched him leave. Then he turned around and whispered into Li Changyuan's ear.
Li Changyuan's expression changed after hearing this, and finally he relaxed his eyebrows and his face became clear and he said: "Thank you all Taoist friends for your help today! Help Changyuan escape a disaster! Such kindness must be remembered in my heart. As for the matter of poor Taoist disciples, I am free to deal with it."
The master went around personally and relied on the power of the public to conduct a detailed search.
I believe that all Taoist friends in the temple also have complicated matters that need to be taken care of from time to time. Changyuan really can't bear to bother you any more. So I say goodbye to all Taoist friends! After everything has been settled in the past few days, Changyuan will return to Jiangnan. He will be destined to do so someday.
, it’s time to reunite!”
After hearing this, the group of Taoists returned the courtesy one after another. After saying goodbye, they finally dispersed.
Gongsun Xuantong, Tong Chunxi and the others were worried. After everyone left, they came forward again and asked Li Changyuan and Yuchiyuan the reason.
Yuchiyuan then took out the note and talked about the important points, leaving aside the section about Fang Qidou's father's identity.
Li Changyuan then sighed and said: "I didn't expect that in Yuan Zai, Wang Jin and his ilk were so cunning and vicious! Not only did they secretly spread the matter to the ears of the saints, but they also sent angels to preach and reprimand him; they actually wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, hoping to kill Pindao.
Fortunately, Liu Zhongyi was frightened and fell into a coma today, so there is still room for a day or two to change the matter. Now I need to find a secluded place, discuss it with a few fellow Taoists, and make arrangements to prevent Yuan Zai and others from succeeding. I don’t know.
Is there somewhere to go?"
Gongsun Xuantong thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Now that the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' is coming, if you go to various palaces to visit, I'm afraid you won't be able to avoid the eyes of Taiwei Palace. This is the closest to the North City, so why don't we go there?
How about finding a teahouse and a pavilion, where you can make tea and talk about Taoism, so as to hinder people’s ears and eyes?"
After hearing this, several people cheered continuously. Without hesitation, they all rushed to Bei City.