"Why do you have Yasha meat to eat?"
"That was a guest invited by the King of Hundred Demons a long time ago," my great-grandmother was still chuckling, as if she was very proud of that experience two hundred years ago. "After I ate it, I didn't feel any difference. Until Only after I was eighty years old, when I was still younger than your great-great-grandfather, did I realize that the King of Hundred Demons had not lied to me."
"King of Hundred Demons?" The red eyes on Hong Haoyi's forehead lit up slightly again.
"The King of Hundred Demons has disappeared for a long time, but I heard from other monsters... Sometimes, I entertain the monsters passing by, and they tell me some news. They have found the King of Hundred Demons again, and he has transformed into a human."
Hong Haoyi said: "How to say? Is he a human or a monster?"
"Sooner or later he will lead the demons and become king again."
"I heard that my great-grandmother seemed to know his identity."
"I am well-informed, of course I know." My great-grandmother suddenly jumped up from his shoulder, and in a blink of an eye, she jumped to the ceiling with agility. It turned out that a small door opened above, which was the passage for her to go in and out. "If I told you, wouldn't it be Let you kill him?"
"I just learned that I have been of the same kind as you for a long time. Why would I still kill the King of Hundred Demons?"
Watching his great-great-grandmother climb into the small doorway in the ceiling, Hong Haoyi slowly stretched his hand towards the divine arm crossbow on the ground. Unexpectedly, she suddenly looked at Hong Haoyi. His hand immediately froze and he had to look back at her. Their eyes met. Capturing each other’s psychology.
Great-grandmother only had one red round eye, and her expression was not visible on her wrinkled face, let alone her thoughts.
She suddenly said seriously: "Great-great-grandson, you have to know that seventy years ago, I was willing to give up this eyeball because your mother Yingxi kowtowed to me and begged me, saying that if you died, she would also bang her head against the wall. Die, because you are the only descendant of the fifth generation of the Hong family, and Yingxi suffered so many grievances before giving birth to you." My great-grandmother pointed to the empty eye sockets, "You might as well think about it, is it an easy decision for me to give you eyes? ?”
Hong Haoyi remained silent, but there seemed to be a string playing in his heart.
"Can you hear what I mean? Yingxi is my great-granddaughter. Your family has been passed down alone for five generations. It has been passed down alone since the fifth generation. If your son dies, will it have anything to do with me?"
Hong Haoyi lowered his head, feeling that he was getting older.
"What's more, killing an ancestor is a serious crime that will lead you straight to hell. Do you want to do it too?"
Hong Haoyi clenched his fists and hesitated.
"Go find the King of Hundred Demons."
"What?" Hong Haoyi raised his head in surprise.
"You know him."
"Why do you want me to find him?"
"You will understand," said my great-grandmother. "You are important. You will understand when the time comes."
"You said I know him? So who is he?"
"Before coming here, there was a Taoist priest who had met you several times."
Cloud sky?
He was the first thing that passed through Hong Haoyi's mind.
But Yun Kong has no evil spirit, he is just an ordinary Taoist priest.
"You don't have to look for him," said my great-grandmother. "You will meet when the time comes."
"How do you know? Is it because you are well-informed?"
"Haven't you heard of it? People say that mountain ghosts can know things when they are one year old. Your great-great-grandmother is also a ghost." After saying that, she retracted into the small door in the ceiling and closed the door from the inside.
Hong Haoyi picked up the divine arm crossbow, pointed it at the ceiling, listened to the sound of his great-grandmother walking, and used his hearing to track her location.
Can ghosts and gods know what happens when one is one year old?
So did my great-great-grandmother know whether this arrow would hit her? Or even, will it be ejaculated?
Could it be that before the trigger of this arrow was pulled, did my great-grandmother already know whether it would be pulled or not?
If he already knew, would he deduct it?
Is it destined or undecided? Or is all of the above correct?
Only the moment you pull the trigger will you know whether the trigger will be pulled or not.
Eight hundred years later, a scholar on the other side of the continent came up with a similar idea, which became known as "Schödinger's Cat".
Hong Haoyi took a deep breath and put down the divine arm crossbow.
He walked out of the room where he worshiped the Rat King, went back to the guest room and packed his luggage, then walked to the wall of the house and jumped out with ease.
Riding on the starry night, he wanted to rush back to the place where he last saw Yun Kong, even though he knew he would miss it, he still wanted to try.
The evil spirit in his body makes him a hundred times more energetic than ordinary people, and he does not feel tired even if he is traveling at night.
He wanted to meet the King of Demons, whom his great-grandmother called him, to see if he could remove the demonic eyes from his body.
Even if he dies, he wants to die as a human being.
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On the ceiling, my great-grandmother's heart was beating fiercely.
Yes, gods and ghosts can know things when they are one year old, but at that moment, she was not sure whether her great-great-grandson could do it.
However, the general trend of the world was too obvious, and she could indeed feel it.
She knew that in a few years, Daming Mansion would be plunged into years of war, and she would also lose her shelter.
The immediate crisis was resolved.
What should she do next?
【Zero】Ten years of agreement
Yun Kong was stunned.
I was so stunned that I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.
He really didn't believe what he saw, so he had to wonder if he was going the wrong way.
No, there is only one road in this mountain, and it is the road that makes his calves very sore every time he walks on it.
As he expected, after passing many stone steps, Yinshan Temple emerged from the majestic rocks.
The nostalgic mountain gate still stands in the densely overlapping bamboo forest.
This was the place where he dreamed back at midnight. He listened carefully. The subtle rustling of bamboo leaves caressed his eardrums, and the peaceful tranquility filled his heart.
But what is that?
The mountain gate is still the same and the bamboo forest is still the same, but the leaf sweepers have been replaced by Taoist priests.
The horizontal plaque of "Yinshan Temple" disappeared and became "Bamboo Leaf Temple"!
The last time he came was when Deng Xin and Deng Huo Master passed away.
In just ten years, a century-old temple has been turned into a Taoist temple due to the changes in the world?
He calmly walked over to the Taoist priest who was sweeping the leaves and bowed: "Excuse me, Brother Tao."
The Taoist priest was very old and his movements were extremely slow.
He slowly stopped what he was doing, raised his head slowly, and squinted his eyes: "What's the matter?"
"Excuse me...is there a Yinshan Temple here?"
The old Taoist priest listened carefully, and seemed to have heard it, but he seemed not to have heard it.
He held the broom with both hands, turned his head away, and closed his eyes.
After a long time, the old Taoist said calmly: "Yinshan Temple... hid behind the mountain." The old Taoist pointed to the distance seriously.
"Huh?" Yun Kong looked up and looked.
"Khan, don't you know?"
"Huh?" Yun Kong was surprised when he heard his nickname being called.
The old Taoist priest smoothed his gray beard and touched his sparse white hair, his smile full of helplessness.
"Uncle Fan...Uncle Fanshu?"
"Exactly, Amitabha."
"What happened to Yinshan Temple?"
"The Son of Heaven is Mingming, it's all because of the Son of Heaven being Mingming."
It turned out that a few years ago, the emperor changed his reign title to Xuanhe, and at the same time issued an edict to rename the Buddha "Dajue Golden Immortal", other Buddhas were renamed "Immortals", and Bodhisattvas also changed their names.
This is his next move after calling himself the "Taojun Emperor" of Taoism.
Not only that, he also ordered the monks to be called "Deshi" and the nuns to be called "Nvde", and to change their clothes and names... He wanted to change it from the beginning to the end, so the Buddhist temple was renamed Gongguan.
When all this happened, Yun Kong was trapped in Xiushui Stream.
It is said that this was planned by Lin Lingsu, a favored Taoist priest, who instigated the emperor.
Lin Lingsu was born into a Buddhist family and later converted to Taoism. Because he had a grudge against Buddhism, he began to take revenge against Buddhism after being favored. In fact, it only took a year to change. After Lin Lingsu lost power, everything returned to its original appearance.
However, Yinshan Temple only received an order from the court to change its name to "Dejiao", but no one told them that they could change it back.
"You can change the skin, but you can't change the bones." Fanshu smiled and knocked on his ribs.
"Bamboo Leaf Temple" is no different from "Yinshan Temple", except that the monks are replaced by Taoist priests, and the Buddhist scriptures are replaced by Taoist scriptures.
Yinshan Temple originally hid many Taoist scriptures, and Yun Kong also read them when he was a child.
Fanshu swept the bamboo leaves on the ground, swept them over, and swept them back again, but they couldn't make a pile.
After Yunkong looked at it for a long time, he realized that he was not trying to sweep away the leaves.
Yunkong asked: "Watching Uncle Fanshu sweep leaves reminds me of Shenxiu's gatha."
During the Tang Dynasty, when Master Hongren, the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, wanted to pass on his mantle, his disciples Shenxiu and Huineng each wrote a verse to prove that they had realized great wisdom.
Shenxiu wrote: The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. It should be brushed diligently at all times to avoid dust.
Hui Neng wrote: Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can it cause dust?
Later generations believed that Huineng's realm was higher, so the Fifth Patriarch passed down the cassock to him.
"Okay, okay," Fanshu was still sweeping the floor, "What did Hui Neng write?... There was nothing in the first place, so where could there be dust..."
"Yes, this verse is directed at Shenxiu's verse, pointing out that Shenxiu has not yet attained enlightenment."
"Huineng's style is quite high. Although it is in line with Buddhism, his beauty may be more human." Fanshu raised his hand and pointed, "Look, I didn't mess with the bamboo leaves, but the bamboo leaves hit me."
Yun Kong picked up the bamboo leaves and only dared to hold the petiole to avoid cutting his fingers on the sharp edges of the leaves.
"Khan, in fact, Shenxiu's writing is not bad... It is true that Shenxiu is not as good as Huineng, but he pointed out that there is nothing that can be done about the world."
"Uncle Fanshu, is that why you sweep the bamboo leaves so hard but don't sweep them away?"
Fanshu just smiled kindly.
Yun Kong looked at the courtyard behind the mountain gate with deep emotion in his heart. It was the residence full of memories of his childhood.
"I have made a lot of progress in the past ten years." Fanshu swept the floor and seemed to be talking to himself.
"Uncle Jianlang, I wonder how uncle Kuchuki is doing?"
"That abbot? Later he changed his name to Guanzhu." Fanshu snorted and stopped talking. "Khan, I just said that I have improved a lot."
"yes."
