"Mrs. Wei?"
In the temple on the top of the mountain, the morning sunlight shines through the windows and reflects on the brazier filled with ashes.
Hearing Ji Ping'an pronounce this name, everyone present was startled at first, but Ye Hongling was the first to speak:
"Is she the wife of the general Wei of the Daqian Dynasty more than 400 years ago? The woman who followed the 'spiritual path'?"
Yu Yu was confused at first, but when he heard the words "Yu Ling Dao", he suddenly thought:
"I also remembered that this person was also recorded in the books we...well, I read. But I only remembered his name, and I forgot what he did specifically."
She originally wanted to say that it was in the textbook when she was in the Taoist school.
But considering that Master Yihong was standing next to her, the saint still had a firm hand.
Well, of course it's not that I'm afraid. The main reason is that I don't want to think about the conflict. It's not that I'm worried that I'll show my cowardice and embarrass the Taoist sect.
The drama girl praised herself for taking the overall situation into consideration.
Ji Ping'an nodded and said with a complicated expression:
"That's her. In the past, at the end of the Daqian Dynasty, the people were in dire straits and wars were raging. The Imperial Guards and the God-Emperor set up armies to conquer the world. In the process, they naturally had to frequently fight against the generals of Daqian. At that time, one of the strongest generals of Daqian , and one of the biggest opponents that the God Emperor and others encountered was a commander named Wei Wuji."
Ye Hongling nodded and said:
"According to legend, General Wei is a famous general who is both civil and military and is a rare general seen in thousands of years. Not only is his personal force impressive, but his ability to lead troops is also outstanding. Although there were twists and turns in the journey of the God Emperor's rebel army, it was generally smooth until Wei Wuji led the troops to take action, and the rebel army suffered a defeat.
And it was not a failure, but repeated obstacles. The two sides were victorious and involved for a long time. The God Emperor even lamented in the past that this was a rare enemy in his life. Even when he fought from behind, Wei Wuji had the upper hand, almost The rebel army was surrounded by dangers and was on the verge of despair.
Rao was an opponent. Later, the God-Emperor commented that if this person was placed in a powerful dynasty and had a wise enough monarch as his backing, he would be enough to become a 'Military God'. "
The female warrior came from a martial arts family, so she knew a lot about "biographies" in this area.
God of War!
Although this title is exaggerated, it is enough to show Wei Wuji's ability.
Yu Yu listened with rapt attention and said curiously:
"Then what happened next? How did the God-Emperor and the Imperial Master defeat this great 'God of War'?"
Ye Hongling shook her head and said:
"Historical records are unclear, only a brief mention of it, and it ended in defeat."
Ji Ping'an glanced at her and said:
"Because there is no wise emperor behind him, only a group of traitors who are holding him back. In fact, the court of Daqian at that time was already corrupt, and the emperor was sitting on the throne with a very suspicious king. And it happened that Wei Wuji's family was in the temple Being at a disadvantage in the political struggle means the situation is not good.”
After a pause, he said with some emotion:
"Although he has caused great trouble to the rebels time and time again, in the eyes of many ministers in the temple, he is incompetent and even accused of colluding with the rebels. The argument of those people is very simple. Since Wei Wuji is very If you are strong, then why are you unable to completely annihilate the rebel army? Are you trying to cultivate self-respect for the bandits? Are you deliberately not using all your strength?"
Ye Hongling was startled, she didn't understand these details.
Yu Yu said angrily: "Can those people be so stupid?"
Ji Pingan said meaningfully:
"It's not necessarily stupid, but it's just that he is too smart. Some people don't want to see Wei Wuji make contributions in the war and gain momentum, so they suppress it. Oh, in fact, as far as I know, in the past, the relationship between the God Emperor and the country After the master learned about this, he tried to persuade him to surrender, explained the pros and cons, and brought Wei Wuji over to join the group, but unfortunately..."
Yu Yu blinked: "What a pity he doesn't agree?"
"No," Ji Ping'an shook his head and gave an unexpected answer:
"It's a pity that he died suddenly. He was poisoned by the people sent by Daqian Temple to supervise the army. As I said, Emperor Daqian was very suspicious. Perhaps in his mind, Wei Wuji was already a self-respecting soldier. The dangerous person was much more dangerous than those mud-legged rebels, so I sent people to kill him."
Ah this...Yu Yu was confused and didn't know how to evaluate this operation.
Ji Pingan continued:
"But the fall of a military god always needs an explanation, so of course, the version of the story that was promoted was that he was murdered and killed by a cunning and cunning national advisor... Oh, at that time, he was still called a 'military advisor'."
"As for Mrs. Wei, she is not a common daughter of a wealthy family, but a female monk who was forcibly married by Wei Wuji regardless of her family's fate. The inheritance she masters is the 'Yingling Dao', a special kind of The magic of dealing with the spirits of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, as well as the souls of dead people.”
"Mrs. Wei was not in the army at the time, but in the rear. After learning the obituary sent back by the Daqian officials, she was so angry that she was almost possessed. She rushed to the place between the two armies alone to kill the national teacher for revenge, but she failed. After a battle of wits, Mrs. Wei blew herself up in the army and died."
"That's it..." Yu Yu opened his mouth, feeling a little depressed.
As a girl who longs for love, this kind of story plot is extremely damaging to her.
The saint girl has already imagined a scene that will move the world in her little mind.
He stamped his feet angrily and said, "This Emperor Daqian really deserves to die!"
The atmosphere is a bit dull.
The saint was moved by the love story.
Ye Hongling, on the other hand, is pitiful about the death of a rabbit and a fox. As an outstanding general of the imperial court, he feels the same situation of being mistrusted by the temple.
As for Ji Pingan, as a person involved, it is inevitable to be sentimental when recalling the past. In the final analysis, this incident is also one of the regrets in his long life.
It is a pity that Wei Wuji, his opponent, did not die on the battlefield, but died in a political fight and backstabbing by his own people.
It is a pity that Mrs. Wei still had boundless hatred and anger in her eyes before she died, and she did not know the truth.
Finally, after a short silence.
Master Yihong frowned and broke the atmosphere:
"So, what is the connection between this past event and this moment? Could it be that Ji Sichen is saying that the burned lantern in the pottery pot is..."
Ji Ping'an said "yes" and said:
"I suspect that this is the method of Yuling Dao... and as far as I know, the red lantern is Mrs. Wei's signature method."
Master Yihong said: "So, the person hiding here may be related to Mrs. Wei?"
Ji Ping'an was afraid and clapped his hands, knocked the black ash off his hands, and said:
"It's just a guess, but you must be prepared that the enemy is not just one person."
Ye Hongling and Yu Yu looked at each other solemnly and excitedly. They didn't expect that just one investigation would lead to more than one reborn person.
And it may also involve known "historical figures."
"Then what should we do next?" Yu Yu asked.
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said, "Let's go back to the temple first."
…
…
"Are you looking for Madam?"
In Qiantang County, at the crack of the door of a large house, the housekeeper asked.
The monk wearing a cloak and carrying a small bundle nodded.
The butler took a deep look at him and did not ask for his name. Instead, he opened the door and put him in. Then he turned around and said, "Come with me."
The two of them walked around the screen wall towards the depths of the house.
Along the way, you can see the servants busy, including servants, maids, mothers-in-law, coachmen... everything is available, just like the facilities of a wealthy family.
What's a little strange is that these people's expressions are extremely cold, as if they have no expressions and no communication.
The clothes on her body were extremely clean, spotless, and colorful, but the exposed skin was extremely pale.
The cloaked man turned a blind eye and walked until he reached the atrium garden. The butler stopped, pointed to a pavilion in front of him and said:
"Madam has been waiting for a long time, please go now."
"Amitabha."
The cloaked flower-picking monk saluted and immediately walked towards the pavilion.
The pavilion looked a bit old, with lotus leaves in full bloom in the surrounding pond, and the glazed tiles supported by four wooden pillars reflecting the sunlight.
There are fruits and tea on the stone table in the pavilion, with two figures sitting on both sides.
One of them is a woman wearing a white silk ribbon on her head, plain clothes, and linen. She is about thirty years old, with a slightly pointed chin, neat temples, and eyes as cold as autumn water.
At this moment, he was holding a chess piece and landing it on the chessboard.
Opposite her, playing chess with her, was a slender old man wearing a dusty broad robe.
If Ji Ping'an were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance as the member of the "human world" who escaped from the southern mountains of Yuhang a few days ago.
Mountain-moving Taoist!
"Amitabha, the two donors are really elegant and cheerful, unlike the young monks who run away like bereaved dogs." The flower-picking monk sighed.
The woman in plain clothes who put down the chess pieces turned her head and smiled coldly:
"You are a lost dog, but you are self-aware."
The mockery was obvious, and he seemed to be quite disdainful of it.
The flower-picking monk smiled and said:
"Mrs. Wei's words are indeed as sharp as the letter, and she lives up to her reputation."
Seeing the two of them confronting each other, the old Taoist smiled and smoothed things over:
"At this age, we and the ancients should help each other. Master, how is the situation at the Zen Yuan? It seems that there is a result."
The flower-picking monk walked into the pavilion, sat down on the stool, and then said:
"There is no danger. The star officer must have found the traces I deliberately left at this moment, and he will rush to Qiantang City to search for them soon."
There was a lot of pride in his tone:
"However, there is not just one person here, but three. It is exactly as you described, there is a pair of boys and girls, but there is also an additional demon-slaying chief, called Ye Hongling, who is said to be a monk sitting in the well. Are you sure you can handle it in your current state?"
Ye Hongling?
Taoist Banshan frowned slightly, then slowly relaxed his brows and said:
"It's not unexpected. The arrival of this warrior is also within Pindao's calculations. Although he is called "Zijing", he is still a living martial artist and is very immature. When the time comes, we only need to look for opportunities and transfer him away for a while, so that Pindao and Wei can Madam, together with you, Master, it will be no difficulty to solve the two Pojiu."
As he spoke, his eyes became a little fierce:
"This time, there won't be another stone ape breaking through the formation. I will definitely take revenge for destroying my Dharma body and taking away my Dharma weapon!"
The flower-picking monk said nothing.
As a member of the human world, Taoist Banshan and Huoju Bingpo visited him before the treasure house was opened.
But no one expected that the original careful plan would be destroyed by Ji Ping'an in the end. Two people died, and only Taoist Banshan managed to escape.
After that, the old Taoist priest rushed to the small temple above Yunlin Temple and gave instructions to the flower-picking monk.
He said that someone might come to the Zen Yuan to investigate next. If there was a star official and a young Taoist priest as he described, there was no need to fight them. They could leave some traces and lead them to the county behind the Zen Yuan.
The flower-picking monk didn't care at first, but after a few days, he actually told the old Taoist priest that he was right.
He pondered for a moment and asked curiously:
"Why did you guess that the other party would come?"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Banshan raised his hand to twist his beard under his chin, his eyes shrewd:
"Just because the other party is probably behind Qin Tianjian and Daomen, and these people are searching for us ancients."
Yes!
After escaping, Taoist Banshan thought carefully and concluded why he lost in the "Qianyuan Treasure House" incident.
In the end, I came to the conclusion that I had fallen into a trap. In that battle, based on the characteristics of Ji Ping'an's and others' spells, he judged that this team was composed of star officials, Taoist priests and warriors.
And quite young.
Based on reasonable inferences, he felt that his group must have fallen into the eyes of Qin Tianjian as early as when Huo Ju and Bing Po killed the caravan.
Afterwards, the "modern people" forces in Yuhang City, through investigation and reasoning, discovered his true intentions in advance.
Therefore, he deliberately played a trick and pretended not to move, so that he could be careless. However, he secretly mobilized elite disciples from the three forces to form a small team and launch a surprise attack...
This can also explain why the other party's appearance was such a coincidence.
As well as the abnormality of the stone ape in the treasure house - because the forces in the city had secretly made arrangements.
It all makes sense!
If Ji Ping'an knew what Master Banshan was thinking, he would probably give him a thumbs up.
However, Taoist Banshan was not completely wrong. At least he was right about the status of Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu's "genius disciples".
"However, although the opponent's layout was thorough, He Che's one move was missing and Pindao's trump card was not calculated after all. Therefore, although he lost a Dharma Body, he managed to escape."
Taoist Banshan said:
"And since the cultivating forces in Yuhang City are teaming up to look for us, the evil you did in Yunlin Temple will be discovered sooner or later. But because of the protective shield of Buddhism, the big forces in Yuhang cannot directly Come to the door, then it is very likely that the old trick will be repeated and the elite disciples will be sent to investigate."
The flower-picking monk marveled:
"So, you told me to be careful and led him to the city? Want revenge? What should we do next?"
Taoist Banshan smiled and said: "The mountain man has his own clever plan. As long as the master cooperates."
After a pause, he looked at the woman in plain clothes opposite the pavilion:
"Of course, when the time comes, Madam will also be needed to help."
After a pause, he added thoughtfully:
"I believe Madam will be very interested in creating a talented star officer."
Star Officer... Mrs. Wei looked cold and had no interest in the monk's plan, but when she heard this word, her eyes were filled with hatred.
"Snapped!"
The chess piece in the hand of the woman in plain clothes split open and shot towards both sides, hitting the lotus leaves in the lake and making holes.
A large group of servants outside the pavilion were trembling with fear.
Mrs. Wei sneered:
"If the star officer is handed over to me, he will not be able to live or die."
…
…
Under the Leiyin Pagoda, Ji Ping'an and his party returned from the "small temple on the top of the mountain" as the barrier fluctuated.
As soon as he walked out, he saw the burly Tutuo who was guarding the hospital waiting outside:
"Abbot, what's wrong?"
Master Yihong shook his head and asked without explaining:
"I asked you to investigate before. Can you verify the whereabouts of the monks in the temple last night?"
Daigoin nodded and recounted the investigation results one by one. No monk left.
After he finished speaking, Master Yihong turned around and looked at Ji Ping'an: "What do Si Chen think?"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"Now that we know that the man is hiding outside, the suspicion of the monks in the temple is naturally lifted. We set off immediately to hunt for Qiantang City. We also hope that the abbot will be more vigilant and be careful that the man returns again and harms the people in the temple. After all, Mrs. Pei still has to spend time in the temple. Come on, you don’t want this to get too big."
Master Yihong's breath tightened. As one of the Buddhist sect's cards in Dazhou, he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
He immediately said:
"From now on, the temple will stop sending children to the Guanyin Hall to appeal to the outside world. If Si Chen needs anything, the Yunlin Temple will fully cooperate."
Kazuhiro is very concerned about maintaining the image of Buddhism.
As for the monk who was suspected of being reborn... in his eyes, he had committed such evil deeds and repeatedly broken the precepts. Although he practiced Buddhism, he was obviously not a member of the Buddhist sect.
This scene was greatly shocked in the eyes of Dahuyuan, Zhike Monk and others.
I don’t understand why my abbot behaves like this to the star official, as if he has something under his belt...
Ji Ping'an smiled, nodded, and left immediately.
Without even saying hello to Li Xiangjun, the three of them went straight out of the temple and rode towards the ancient Qiantang City behind the monastery.
After leaving the temple behind, Yu Yucai curled his lips and said:
"You are too easy on these bald donkeys, just let them go like this? Even if the flower-picking monk is not a monk in the temple, but he is hiding in their Buddhist temple to do evil, can these people pretend to be innocent? If they are exposed, they should be exposed! Let them be exposed! These monks are disgraced!"
Ye Hongling smiled bitterly and said:
"After all, it involves Buddhism and the Southern Tang Dynasty, and many things cannot be taken lightly. Moreover, if this matter is publicized and exposed, how will those pregnant women live?"
Yu Yu suddenly lost his temper.
Yes, if this kind of thing is exposed, Buddhism can be disgraced, but the victim is really finished.
Even worse, many people who come to ask for a child are obviously not the problem of the woman, but the husband is sick. However, in the current era, the disease will be attributed to the woman's stomach failure.
Being pregnant can actually improve the situation of this group of people, even if it is not your own, which is very ironic.
But Ji Ping'an suddenly said:
"It doesn't necessarily mean that she is pregnant. At least, according to my observation, the physical condition of the flower-picking monk last night was very wrong."
Even with Ji Ping'an's eyesight, he couldn't see what was going on.
But it’s definitely not a normal “body.” Can sowing really be successful in that state?
The two girls looked at each other, and the two young children had no say in this matter.
While talking, the three fast horses entered Qiantang City, and the flow of people around them surged. After entering the city, they were filled with restaurants and bars, and the streets were full of people, which was very lively and prosperous.
"It is an ancient city after all. Even if Yuhang is rebuilt, it will still be of such a large scale." Yu Yu marveled.
Ye Hongling had been to Qiantang County more than once. She had no intention of seeing the scenery. She rode through the city, hearing the sound of sales, and said distractedly:
"How do we investigate next?"
As Master Yihong said, the enemy escaping into Qiantang City is like water dripping into the sea.
Ji Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the sun. It was already approaching noon. He thought for a while and said:
"Have you ever seen a phenomenon? That is, when an outsider enters the village, he will be stared at by all the villagers. Qiantang City is indeed not small and has a large population, but for those who really live in this city for a long time, it is difficult for outsiders to step in. It will be easy to tell the difference if you enter, let alone a practicing monk."
The female martial artist’s eyes lit up:
"You mean, asking for help from local snakes in the city? I can go to the county government office and ask the Qiantang County Magistrate to investigate as the Demon Slayer Division Office."
Yu Yu was unwilling to be left behind, he straightened his face and raised his chin:
"There is also a Taoist temple of our Taoist sect in Qiantang. If I go there, this saint can also mobilize manpower."
Ji Ping'an nodded:
"That's a way. Then let's work separately. If we find anything, use the messenger to locate each other."
Yu Yu asked curiously:
"Split up? Then where are you going? There is no Yin Yang Academy in the city."
Given the size of Qiantang County, it is normal for the government offices to have one or two "hermaphrodites", but there is no separate academy.
"Who said I have to rely on Qin Tianjian's power?" Ji Ping'an asked with a smile, but did not answer.
After the two women took their orders and left, he turned his horse around, followed the direction in his memory, and rushed in a certain direction.
…
Qiantang Ancient City.
Although the streets are not as spacious as Yuhang, the buildings have a sense of historical sedimentation.
After Ji Ping'an changed his appearance, he led the horse across a stone bridge and passed through the crowd along the early autumn breeze.
On both sides of the road, there are many shops, and people of all ages know nothing about anything in the world of spiritual practice.
He even didn't know how distinguished the young man in green shirt leading the horse next to him actually was.
Ji Ping'an's target is the residence of "Qian Yuanwai", the richest man in Qiantang City, who shares the same surname with the city.
According to the list Song Xuezheng showed him, the "county-level hidden official" of the dark network in Qiantang County is Yuan Qian, who is also a big landowner in the city.
When Ji Ping'an arrived outside the street where Qian's house was located, he suddenly heard the lively sounds of pipes and opera troupes, and the long river bank was filled with carriages.
"Whose family is getting married? Is it so lively?" Ji Pingan casually stopped a scholar on the street and asked.
The scholar glanced at him and said:
"You are not a local. Today is the 60th birthday of Qian Yuanwai, the richest man in Qiantang City. How many people are here to celebrate his birthday. Qian's house is putting on a big show. Anyone with some status can go eat and drink. I think you are also a scholar. Go over and say congratulations, maybe you can get a free meal."
Want to eat?
Ji Ping'an smiled and said thank you, then looked at the scholar who hurriedly went to eat, and shook his head.
He led the horse into another alley. After a while, the sound of the opera gradually became quieter, and he stopped at a slightly remote side door of Qian's house.
Then he rummaged through his memory, raised his hand and groped on the wall near the side door.
Finally, there was a "click" and a blue brick was pushed.
There was a faint sound of a mechanism coming from behind the door. He knew that at this time, a series of complex and long transmissions would occur within the wall, and finally a "switch" would be touched, sending a signal to the jade tablet held by the Yin official of the Qian family.
He waited for a long time, but the side door did not open, but there was no trace of impatience on his face.
It was quiet.
No one noticed that at the other end of the extremely lively birthday banquet, there was a young man outside the side door of Qian Mansion.
There was a soft sound, and the wooden door finally opened under the cover of the old willow tree.
An old man in his sixties, wearing a festive silk gown and with frosty white temples, walked out.
The old man had a square face and slightly red cheeks, as if he had been drunk or overly excited.
His front was stained with drink, and he was obviously in a hurry when he got up. His eyes looking at Ji Ping'an were full of questions and scrutiny.
Ji Ping'an took out a jade plaque and handed it over. The old man did not dare to accept it. He just bowed and looked at the array carefully. After confirming that it was correct, the richest man in Qiantang City knelt down without hesitation.
"Get up." Ji Ping'an said calmly.
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