A strong wind came, and a very high-frequency whine sounded in his ears in the blink of an eye, and was about to hit the back of Chen Jianchen's head hard.
Peng!
But what is faster than the lantern is the "Sanli Zhenzhang".
The scroll was like a huge picture, or like a flag hunting in the wind, suddenly appeared and opened in the gap between the lantern and Chen Jianchen.
When the lantern hit the scroll, it was like a fish throwing into a net. It couldn't escape even if it wanted to. It immediately turned into ashes under the illumination of the characters, as if it were boiling water and splashing snow, effortlessly.
Hou Qing's eyes suddenly shrank in the black mist. The moment "Sanli Zhenzhang" appeared, his soul was frightened, as if he felt great danger. And in his eyes, under the scroll, holding Haoran Yangwu in his hand
Chen Jianchen, who wields the sword, has become more and more unpredictable - such a scholarly figure has never been seen in his life.
The black mist became thicker and thicker, spreading out, and finally almost enveloped the entire top of Bijia Mountain, making it impossible to see even one's fingers. However, this black mist could not invade Chen Jianchen's area within ten feet, and was expelled by the light of the characters.
Do you want to avoid fighting...
Chen Jianchen guessed Hou Qing's thoughts and actions, but he did not act rashly. After all, this was the opponent's home court, so there was no need to put himself in danger. Moreover, the real show was yet to come.
So, he slightly squinted his eyes, turned his mind, and left the underworld, letting his soul return to his body.
After the soul and body merged, Chen Jianchen slowly opened his eyes and heard the gurgling rain outside, while Xi Fangping stood on the edge with his hands behind his hands and watched the rain. His thin body looked a little hesitant.
Chen Jianchen stretched himself: the first time he entered the Underworld also gave him a fresh and exciting feeling. After all, it was a brand new place, a little-known place.
——Equal to another time and space.
He felt that the world he had traveled through was slowly opening up all its secrets to him, just like a graceful woman beginning to take off all the gauze on her body...
"Brother Chen, you are back too."
Xi Fangping turned around, his eyes surprisingly bright.
This self-taught scholar who relied on herding cattle was extremely determined at this time - the trip to the underworld was undoubtedly a subversive impact on him. Before, he was willing to follow him to see what happened, mainly because he was concerned about his father's situation.
, when he actually entered the underworld, he suddenly realized that the world he had lived in for more than twenty years was not simple.
"The Master does not talk about strange powers and chaotic gods" does not mean that "weird powers and chaotic gods" do not exist, but that he does not advocate them. But knowing that they exist is one thing, and having close contact with them in person is another.
Chen Jianchen looked at him: "Brother Xi, are you okay?"
Xi Fangping nodded and suddenly asked: "Brother Chen, why do you want to help me?"
Sometimes the reason for helping someone is just a thought; but sometimes, it is a long-term thought... After seeing Chen Jianchen's performance in the underworld, Xi Fangping was shocked, but also had countless mysteries.
Chen Jianchen walked to the edge of the tea shed, looked at the dark night outside, the wind and rain, and said leisurely: "I once heard a gentleman say: 'The sound of wind, rain, and reading can be heard; family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs are all in my ears.
, care about everything.’ Or, that’s why.”
His original intention was to accept the request from River God Ding Yin, but after contacting Xi Fangping, he felt that he would take action even if Ding Yin did not ask for it.
This is the core purpose of "Sanli Zhenzhang" - do not seek greatness, but seek justice; if you cannot satisfy everyone's expectations, you must be clear in your heart.
After Xi Fangping listened, he clapped his hands and praised: "What a sentence: 'The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, can be heard; family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned about'" really expresses the aspirations of us scholars. Brother Chen, Fang Ping is here to express your gratitude to you.
A bow."
As he spoke, he bent down deeply.
Chen Jianchen quickly helped him up and smiled: "Brother Xi, that's a great courtesy."
Xi Fangping said loudly: "This gift is for no other reason than that Brother Chen is willing to avenge my father."
Speaking of business, Chen Jianchen said: "The mountain god of Bijia Mountain is cunning. Our efforts tonight are in vain. We haven't seen my uncle. If we want to clear our name, we should go to Jiangzhou City God to make a complaint."
Xi's father was avenged by a ghost named Yang, who avenged him, and his soul was taken away. In the prison on Bijia Mountain, it seems that the ghost named Yang was killed just now, but this is not the point. The key is to rescue Xi's father in time.
The soul god comes out, and when the time comes, the soul god returns to his body, and Father Xi still has a glimmer of hope.
I just don’t know what kind of treatment has been done to Xi’s father’s soul god when he was detained. I heard from Ding Yin that the ghosts were behind the scenes to do evil and forcibly detained the mortal soul gods in the underworld, which was a violation of the law and would be found out in the future.
, will be severely punished and will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, and will never be reincarnated.
Therefore, ghosts do not dare to beat people to death at once, but beat and torture them first. In the mortal world, if relatives do not understand the reason, they will bury the body after the first seven days, and then the life will be completely cut off.
, the soul will automatically lose its consciousness and become a ghost, with no clues left. The ghosts can hide the truth without worrying about old scores being revealed.
The first seven are also the longest period of time that the Soul God can support.
This method has been tried and tested repeatedly and has cost countless innocent lives. It can be seen from this that the undercover agents in the underworld are exactly the same as the official agents in the yamen. They are all masters of the dark side.
We must know that no matter ancient or modern, regardless of yin and yang, the most terrifying thing is when law enforcers violate the law.
Chen Jianchen is a person who has been here before, so he naturally knows the three flavors.
Hearing that there was still hope to save his father's life, Xi Fangping stood up and said, "Brother Chen, without further ado, why don't we go down the mountain overnight."
Time is indeed very tight. However, no matter how tight it is, it cannot be messed up. Chen Jianchen pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "No, it's windy and rainy, and the mountain road is muddy. It will be dangerous to go down the mountain. What's more, what if you go down the mountain? It's still late at night."
We can’t go on the road without a carriage, so it’s better to rest here and recuperate before we continue.”
At this stage, he has achieved great success in Liyan and has abundant righteousness. As long as he uses it in moderation, the loss will not be too great. He is no longer like before, sweating profusely and exhausted after writing a few words containing righteousness. In short,
Replacing the shotgun with a cannon and improving the level.
After hearing this, Xi Fangping thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he agreed.
Now the two of them packed up the tea shed and made a clean and dry place where they could lie down and rest.
At this time, the two incense sticks that were lit previously had burned out and were extinguished.
Resting on the top of Bijia Mountain, Chen Jianchen carefully took out the Four Treasures of the Study and asked Xi Fangping to write a fire note. He wrote three words in a row that contained righteousness, which were the three words "zhen", "ding" and "zhu".
After formally making his speech, Chen Jianchen also discovered a rule, that is, when he writes words that contain righteousness, he cannot write them randomly. If he writes randomly, such as "shit", "Zhihuzheye" and other words that have no certain relative meaning.
, then no matter how hard you try, there won’t be much righteousness contained in the words, and the effect will be greatly reduced.
He has his own understanding of this: not all words can stand up. This principle is like the articles and poems written by the ancients. If they were chaff, they would have been eliminated by time; those that can be passed down through the ages and passed down from ancient to modern times,
Only the words of a wise policeman can withstand the test and become immortal.
Another example is the Buddhism's "Words are followed by the law". The principles are also similar. It is not that you can express the law by just saying casual words, but there are strict prescribed words.
Therefore, Chen Jianchen's favorite and most convenient words for writing about righteousness are "zhen" and "ding".
Seeing three large characters, although the writing was not very good due to environmental problems, the true meaning and charm were enough to cover up the shortcomings in calligraphy. Xi Fangping sighed sincerely: "Good calligraphy, really good calligraphy."
"He is also a scholar, and he has studied calligraphy. When he sees other people's handwriting being good, he immediately gets excited and gets immersed in it easily.
Chen Jianchen smiled and immediately posted the three characters on the surrounding places where they could be posted.
Xi Fangping was very curious: "Brother Chen, why is this?"
Chen Jianchen said: "It's better to take precautions before they happen."
Xi Fangping was stunned: Prevention? Can you prevent trouble by writing three words? What kind of trouble can you prevent? What is the truth of this?
There were many questions lingering around him, but when he saw that Chen Jianchen was not prepared to explain, he wisely kept silent. Anyway, in the underworld at Bijia Mountain, Chen Jianchen's performance was shocking. His skills and methods were endless, and he himself
Just follow him. Everyone has his or her own secrets. Asking for secrets is not only impolite, but can easily arouse taboos.
After doing everything well, the two began to close their eyes and rest.
The wind and rain were pouring down, Xi Fangping's emotions were swaying, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, unable to sleep. He was just a peaceful scholar, and he just wanted to earn money to go to school, support his father, and make him have someone to rely on in his old age. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened, just for
An old incident happened, and my father was brutally murdered.
What is all this for?
Xi Fangping suddenly became suspicious.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of wind and rain seemed to be getting quieter and far away. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he finally fell into sleep. Whoosh, a person suddenly appeared in his dream, with a red face. It was not the Bijia Mountain.
Mountain god?
The mountain god waved his hand, and a cell with iron bars appeared on the spot. Under the eaves of the cell lay a man with gray hair, father, that was father!
Xi Fangping threw himself on him and saw his father wearing a white prison uniform with blood all over his body and in a very miserable state. Xi's father raised his eyes to see his son and burst into tears: "Fang Ping, my son, the ghosts are cruel, they prey on me day and night, and they are on my father's legs and thighs."
It’s very destructive.”
Just as Xi Fangping was about to speak, the mountain god waved his hand again, and the prison disappeared without a trace.
"How about if you agree to this mountain god and not go to the City God to complain, this mountain god will not only let your father's soul go back, but also give you endless glory and wealth?"
Xi Fangping was so moved when he heard this that he vaguely thought about agreeing - saving his father from prison, wasn't it his intended goal? (To be continued)