The gate of Huixian Temple at the foot of Dawang Peak was suddenly knocked open, which shocked everyone. They all thought that the Qing soldiers were pursuing so quickly that they could find their foothold before Dongfang Mingming.
"Don't panic, there is little momentum outside, it must not be the pursuers."
Yuan Huazi was very single. He just sat in front of the statue of Sanqing and recited the Taishang Dao Sutra. At this moment, he was the first to speak to comfort everyone.
It turned out to be as he said. They were relieved when they saw that the person coming was Jiang Wen. However, the cold wind outside the door blew the smell of blood into the house, making them nervous again.
"Zhenmao, come and save people."
Jiang Wen laid the injured Zhu Xiaoqian down next to the children and took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his arms.
"You're such a...shoufu! Do you think this is a hospital? Can't you just stop and calm down?"
Yuan Huazi took a breath of air and turned around to resist the urge to curse.
At this time, Zhu Xiaoqian, who had been dying all the way, made a weak voice and spoke.
"Tao... Chief, don't blame... them, it's me... ahem..."
Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat, splattering the blue bricks in the Taoist temple red, and his eyes were full of despair and death.
"Yes...I...thought I was right, and I ran into trouble...It's my own fault. Please save the child first..."
The voice was intermittent, but Zhu Xiaoqian's eyes were staring straight at Ningdie and Wen Ding. This expression made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears, and the whole audience was filled with sadness.
Jiang Wen was deeply moved and said seriously to the old Taoist priest: "When a person is about to die, his words are also kind. Taoist priest, please respect this mother-in-law and save the child first, and leave her alone!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Xiaoqian choked suddenly and looked directly at Jiang Wen, as if she would not let him go.
Turtle Breathing Skill, right, pretending to be dead, right? Jiang Wen sneered and said, forget it if others don't know, would he still not know the Thousand-Hand Guanyin's ability to pretend to be dead?
How could he be about to die when he arrived at the Taoist temple even though he had already applied the anti-hemostasis and muscle-stimulating powder? Isn't this bullying an honest person?
Yuan Huazi sighed and said, "Well, since heaven and earth are furnaces and creation is smelting, you can sacrifice yourself for others. How can the old Taoist see death and not save you?"
The honest Taoist priest really took the bait.
Even if he sees through it at this time, he can only admit it with gritted teeth. Otherwise, what will happen to his image as a wise man? Let alone the fear of others, he may go to the netherworld at any time at his age. What if the case is decided there regardless of the heart? If he were to remember his sin of not saving his life, wouldn't it mean that he had ruined his practice for many years in vain?
"Since you said so, Taoist Master, I'll leave it to you."
Jiang Wen immediately put on a smile and held Yuan Huazi's hands tightly, knowing that the Taoist Master was a good person who saw through things without telling the truth.
The allusion Yuan Huazi just said comes from Zhuangzi's "The Great Master", which probably means don't disturb the change from life to death - if you want to die, die quickly, don't disgust him by acting in front of him.
"Jiang Wen, do you mean you want to go out?"
Yuan Huazi said in shock, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "If something happens to you again, the old Taoist will not care about you."
He felt that the sun was rising in the west. Jiang Wen usually lived on Dawang Peak and was very cautious, but never showed off his martial arts. He was afraid of getting into trouble, so he learned Mianzhang from him.
But this time, he actually took the initiative to provoke Jianghu...
Jiang Wen shook his head in annoyance, appearing to have a headache, "Everyone has been killed, and the belt tag is still a fourth-grade coat collar. Now either I will kill them, or they will kill me."
The old Taoist priest choked on the spot and slowly took out a piece of square stone carved with complicated patterns from the side.
"Then I won't advise you anymore - take this with you when you go into the mountains."
Jiang Wen said with some emotion: "Is this... asking me to go into the mountains to hunt down tigers, leopards, and wolves? You don't have to worry about me so much, Master."
Yuan Huazi raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Don't get me wrong, I have already traced the true shape above. I asked you to take it and build it on the tomb. This stone is the best to use as a brick deed for the underworld." !”
…Seal…line…outside…not…accurate…answer…question…
"Xiguan, ahead is the ruins of the Minyue Royal City. During the Warring States Period, the city was built to protect the emperor and the country was built to house residents. This city has mountains and rivers but no country to use. It is very strange, but at this time, it is just right for us Gather troops."
Standing on the hill, Chen Jinnan pointed to the hilltop opposite. He saw weeds, dwarf trees and a pool filled with autumn water.
Where there used to be rows of high platforms, now only ravines remain, and many palaces, towers, and mansions of princes have long since been reduced to ashes. Occasionally, a few ruins of old ruins protruded from it, like the jagged ribs of a deceased person. Even if Yushan, the then King of Minyue, was resurrected, he would not be able to associate them with the once majestic capital city.
"At the beginning, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered the palaces to be set on fire and all the people moved to Huyue. In the following hundreds of years, the prosperity of this mountain area disappeared and never regained its vitality. Before I came, I asked someone that this was the last place where ethnic groups gathered. The people living here are all survivors of the former Song Dynasty..."
The haze has disappeared from Hong Xiguan's brows, and his eyes like cold stars swept over the mountains and rivers. There are mountains in front of him, but they are not mountains. What he hears are old things, but he always thinks of the present.
"If all the great rivers and mountains fall into the hands of the Tatars, even if we follow the example of the Song people and enter this Wuyi Mountain, we will have no way to escape."
After listening for a long time, Chen Jinnan said to Official Hong Xi, "Today at night, we will set up an ambush in the ancient city and blockade the east, west, north and west. I will lead the Iron-Blooded Youth League in the middle, and you will command the Shaolin disciples and miscellaneous people."
Hong Xiguan nodded silently and bowed his hands.
"The whole country fell in one fell swoop."
Chen Jinnan stood up with his sword in hand, and quietly put away the yellowed scroll in front of him that referenced the mountain. His movements were as gentle as dust blowing, as if a larger movement would disturb the beings in the half-broken scroll.
Hongdou saw the two men getting together mysteriously again, so she tiptoed to get closer. She couldn't help but be curious and wanted to see the contents of the scroll.
But when she came closer, the scroll had already been rolled up more than half, and all she could see were the "Treasure of Jixi Palace" and "Treasure of the Same Text in the World" left by the vermilion ink on the edge of the scroll, as well as a scratched gourd. The shape of the seal is "shaodong". Although the mark is very old, it is so bright that it looks like it is bleeding.
Chen Jinnan turned around nervously and smiled when he saw Hongdou's sullen expression.
"Miss Hongdou, I can give you anything else you want, but this painting is a serious disaster and must not be allowed to circulate in the world again."
Hongdou curled her lips and turned to look at Hong Xiguan disdainfully: "I'm here to change Xiguan's dressing. Who is interested in seeing such a broken painting?"
When Hong Xiguan heard this, he finally sighed, and this time he took the initiative to say to Hongdou, "You should also take care of yourself."
Hongdou blushed with embarrassment. She didn't seem to expect that Hong Xiguan would show such emotion. She picked up her fist and punched him in the chest, "I hate it. Why are you saying such things at this time!"
While they were chatting on the top of the mountain, the smoke and dust in the distance could already be seen in the distance.
