Chapter 80: Explaining the Rough Man (Part 1)

Style: Historical Author: The Eleventh Young Master of HongmenWords: 3213Update Time: 24/01/11 22:06:52
Besides, Huiming reluctantly led Guan Zhenjiang to Shanxi to pursue Zhang Shaofei's secret order, traveling day and night, all the way to Shanxi.

He walked and inquired all the way, and on this day, he finally reached the foot of Jiao Mountain in Yunxin County, Shanxi Province. When I looked up, I could see the mountains rising like a tidal wave and the peaks running like waves. This continuous mountain range was like a winding path, sometimes hanging on the top of the peaks, sometimes falling into the abyss, sometimes disappearing, looming.

It is like a colorful ribbon hanging from the misty clouds, fluttering in the wind, as if you can walk along it to the wonderful heaven.

Huiming didn't know whether it led to the Heavenly Palace. What he knew was that if you follow this road and go up the mountain, you will meet Zhang Shaofei.

Huiming worked hard to climb over a mountain ridge and cross a deep valley. Suddenly, the wind and cloud suddenly changed, the sun was shining brightly, there was a strong wind, there was a thunderbolt on a clear day, and there was lightning and thunder...

The sun was shining brightly just now, but suddenly a gust of mountain wind suddenly blew, a gust of dark clouds flew around, a burst of lightning and thunder, and a heavy downpour of rain fell.

Huiming was startled and saw a cave in front of him, so he quickly walked over to take shelter from the rain.

The rain fell harder and harder, the mountains and fields were shrouded in a hazy autumn rain, and two completely different worlds formed inside and outside the cave.

At this time, after the rain, the sky cleared, and a ray of sunlight reflected in. Huiming walked out of the cave, looked up, and saw a brilliant rainbow after the rain, which seemed to open the door to the mountain to him.

Besides, Zhang Shaofei said goodbye to Zhang Qian and Wang Sheng and went straight down the mountain. After climbing over a mountain ridge, at the bend of the mountain col, I saw a burly man, suspected to be Huiming, who was sent by Guan Zhenjiang to kill him. I couldn't help but be shocked and ran away in a hurry.

At this time, Huiming also recognized that the escaped person was Zhang Shaofei. He was born as a martial artist, and later joined the army. Such a brave martial artist certainly had extraordinary physical strength, and he could climb mountains and ridges, and climb over cliffs. It's just a piece of cake.

Walking as fast as flying, he quickly ran in front of Zhang Shaofei, blocked the road with his legs spread apart, and yelled like thunder on a dry day: "Stop!"

Zhang Shaofei took a closer look and complained in his heart. This big man is Huiming. He looks like a hill lying across the road.

Huiming had joined the army before and was awarded the title of fourth-grade general because of his outstanding martial arts skills. Therefore, he was agile and his feet were faster than others, so he caught up first.

In the court, he was famous for his rude temper, and Zhang Shaofei once suffered from him.

Now, those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

He must have been sent by Guan Zhenjiang!

Zhang Shaofei thought to himself: By fighting and charging forward, how could he be the opponent of this martial artist? What should he do?

Zhang Shaofei thought for a moment, clasped his hands together, and stepped forward to salute: "Martial Master Huiming, you and I have no hatred in this life or in the past. In other words, we were both members of the imperial court in the past, so why do you have to pursue each other so hard?"

Huiming put the raised sword back to his chest and said coldly: "Why do you have a grievance against Prime Minister Guan and want me to hunt you down?"

Zhang Shaofei looked at Huiming peacefully and said: "This is the enmity between my father and him in the previous generation. At the beginning of this year, I was the number one scholar in high school and was named the governor of Zhongzhou by the court. He was afraid that I would avenge my father, so he wanted to eradicate the roots and kill them all. Martial arts master, you have always been My heart is as calm as a mirror, and my eyes are as bright as a torch. I am clearly aware of the good, the ugly, the good and the evil in the world. I am not a ignorant and chaotic person. Why did you come to chase me after being confused for a moment?"

"Prime Minister Guan is an important minister of the imperial court and should be highly respected. But you are just a governor of Zhongzhou. How can this pose a threat to him and want to kill you? You are obviously talking nonsense! Don't defend yourself." Huiming is a rough guy. He thought Zhang Shaofei was looking for a reason to defend himself and swung his sword to kill him.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Shaofei hurriedly ran again.

"Stop! Stop! You can't run!" Hui Ming saw Zhang Shaofei running and shouted loudly from behind.

Zhang Shaofei ignored it and continued running.

But how could he outrun Huiming, who was as fast as flying?

Seeing that he was almost catching up, Huiming looked at Zhang Shaofei proudly: "Don't waste your efforts and stop for me as soon as possible!"

Zhang Shaofei's steps did not stop, but he said: "I stopped a long time ago, but you refused to stop."

Huiming couldn't help but was stunned: Zhang Shaofei's running pace and speed didn't slow down at all. Why did you say you stopped long ago? After all, Huiming had been exposed to Buddhist scriptures and studied Buddhist Dharma, so he felt a hint of Zen inspiration from Zhang Shaofei's words.

what is it then? I couldn't understand it for a while.

"Why don't you stop?" Huiming said strangely again.

Zhang Shaofei suddenly remembered a story in "The Book of Virtues and Fools":

When Buddha Sakyamuni was still alive, there was a thief in Rajagaha, India, who believed that killing a thousand people would lead to liberation.

Therefore, he became a murderous devil.

Slowly, people came to know about his evil deeds and stayed away from him.

This thief had killed 999 people and could no longer find anyone to kill. He even had the evil idea of ​​killing his own mother to make up for the number of thousands.

After the Buddha heard about him, he immediately came to save him.

When the thief saw Sakyamuni, he let go of his mother and came to kill the bald and barefoot ascetic.

However, if he chased fast, the Buddha would also go fast. If he chased slowly, the Buddha would also slow down. Although there was only a small distance between them, he could never catch up.

So the robber shouted loudly: "Stop, don't run! Stop for me."

Buddha said as he walked: "I stopped a long time ago, but you couldn't stop yourself."

After hearing these words, the thief suddenly realized, put down his butcher knife, and corrected his evil ways.

At this time, the voice of Buddha seemed to resound in Zhang Shaofei's mind: When everyone realizes that their road is getting narrower, it is best to decisively give the order: Stop! There is a second way.

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While Huiming was stunned, Zhang Shaofei had already entered the mountainside.

Here, there are many strange rocks and mist.

Zhang Shaofei's figure flashed and disappeared into the rock formation shrouded in thick fog.

Huiming came over full of doubts, but Zhang Shaofei was nowhere to be seen!

He scurried around the strange stone formation, looking left and right. Not only did he not see Zhang Shaofei, but he himself became dizzy and lost his direction.

I saw stone shadows in the mist, all of them looked like Zhang Shaofei.

Huiming was shocked: Could it be that this Shaofei knew magic?

Therefore, to his frightened mind, those rocks looked more like Zhang Shaofei. And all Zhang Shaofei were teasing him and laughing at him.

He was furious, roaring, and threw himself at a shadow that looked like Zhang Shaofei...

At this time, Huiming felt dizzy, confused, and unconscious. He actually slapped a human-shaped stone pillar that seemed to be winking at him...

With a sound of "Bang!", the stone pillar stood still, but blood flowed from Huiming's palm. He held his injured hand, grinning in pain and spinning.

The mist surged in, and the shadowy and strange rocks seemed to come to life, approaching him step by step.

He was frightened, flustered, cold sweat seeping from his armpits, and retreated step by step...

Huiming didn't realize that behind him was an abyss! He stepped on the air, screamed, and fell downwards...

Huiming finally managed to grab a crack in the stone with his hand while he was slipping.

However, his body was suspended in the air, with a bottomless abyss below and a bare cliff above.

His body was getting heavier, his fingers were bleeding and trembling.

He closed his eyes in despair...

Just when he could no longer hold on and was about to fall, he heard a cry: "Martial Master Huiming, hurry up, catch me! I'll pull you up."

Huiming opened his eyes and saw a mountain vine as thick as a toe thrown down from the cliff.

Ah, it’s Zhang Shaofei!

I saw Zhang Shaofei hanging a mountain vine in front of Huiming. At this moment, he was holding on to the old vine as if he was grasping a "life-saving straw."

Zhang Shaofei struggled to pull Huiming up to the top of the cliff bit by bit.

Finally, Huiming used all his strength to pull Huiming to the top of the cliff. Both of them were exhausted. Zhang Shaofei leaned on a big rock and gasped for breath, while Huiming collapsed on the ground, panting and gasping for breath. Jie Di looked at Zhang Shaofei with a strange look in his eyes. Huiming wanted to smile at him, but her smile was uglier than crying.

Huiming finally spoke: "Zhang... the governor... why did you save me?"

"God has the virtue of reviving life, and those who follow Buddhism should be compassionate. How can I see death and not save him? Besides, you and I are ministers of the imperial court, and we are brothers."

Huiming was puzzled: "But, I'm here to hunt you down!"

Zhang Shaofei solemnly said: "Buddha Sakyamuni could sacrifice his life to feed tigers and cut his flesh to feed eagles. Why can't I save you? We are in the same court. No matter what, I can't just watch you fall into the abyss and be shattered to pieces."

Huiming was deeply conflicted, in a dilemma, and his expressions changed in extremely complicated ways.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said with a cruel heart: "You have a bodhisattva heart and saved my life. I am grateful to you. However, I still have to carry out Prime Minister Guan's order, so..."

Zhang Shaofei looked serious and said: "Rescuing, helping people in trouble, relieving difficulties, and surviving adversities are the most basic responsibilities and morals of martial arts. I pulled you up from the cliff just to save your life. What should you do after you are saved? , is your own business."

After saying that, Zhang Shaofei left slowly.

Huiming stood up, thought about it, and chased him in the direction he was walking.

Zhang Shaofei walked down the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

From a distance, Huiming caught up.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Huiming shouted: "Mr. Zhang, don't run away! You know, I have practiced martial arts for many years. You can't run away from me, let alone beat me. You saved my life, and I won't hurt you. Just take off your shirt." Put it down so I can go back to work and forget it!"

Zhang Shaofei ignored him and kept walking.

Huiming said: "Don't force me, just let it go!"

Zhang Shaofei laughed and said, "I have given up long ago, but you yourself have never let it go."

Huiming was startled.

Because Zhang Shaofei's words were so strange, his spiritual orifice subconsciously moved and a koan came out:

During the time of the Buddha, there was a Brahmin of the Black family who practiced very hard. After decades of perseverance, he finally developed great supernatural powers and could do anything in heaven or on earth.

However, he himself understood that this was not real relief, and there was always a vague trouble of ignorance lurking in his heart. So, he came to ask Buddha for advice.

He often saw believers offering flowers to the Buddha, so he used his magical power to lift an acacia tree and a sycamore tree in full bloom to offer to the Buddha.