Feilai Peak is also known as Lingjiu Peak. According to legend, the Indian monk Huili came to Hangzhou more than 1,600 years ago. When he saw this peak, he was surprised and said: "This is the small ridge of Lingjiu Mountain in Tianzhu. I don't know why it flew here?" So it is called Feilai Peak. Feilaifeng.
There are old trees and vines on the mountain, with intertwined roots; rock bones are exposed, and the peaks and edges look like they have been shaved off.
On the hillside facing Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak is dotted with Buddhist grotto statues dating back to the Five Dynasties. Su Dongpo once wrote a poem: "You can lodge in any place in the mountains and rivers, but I love Lingyin Feilai Peak the most."
Stepping onto the mountain peak, there is a cold spring at the west foot, hidden deep in the green shade. The spring is as crystal clear as jade. On the surface of the clear and clear pool, there is an underground spring water as big as a bowl gushes out. No matter the stream rises or falls, it gushes out endlessly. , flying beads splashing jade, like playing the music of nature.
A crisp ringing sound suddenly rang, like the jingling of silver bells, sweet to the ear.
Zhang Cuishan looked around and saw a young girl standing on the stone arch bridge not far away, waving to them.
She was wearing a light red dress, her black hair was pulled into a simple bun, and she wore a green bamboo hairpin, making her look elegant and refined.
It was dark last night and he couldn't see Yin Susu's appearance clearly. Now that he saw her appearance, Zhang Cuishan was slightly startled, and then his heart stopped.
The three major precepts of Wudang have long penetrated into his bones. In his more than 20 years of martial arts training, he has already been able to maintain his composure even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.
However, Song Xing raised his hand and said hello, "Miss Yin arrived earlier than us."
Yin Susu pursed her lips and smiled and said: "The scenery at Feilai Peak is very good. I have nothing to do. It would be interesting to invite three or two friends to have a drink here."
Song Xing glanced at Zhang Cuishan and said with a smile: "Until the matter of Longmen Escort Bureau is resolved, those great monks will keep an eye on Zhang Wuxia, fearing that he will not be in the mood to come here to enjoy the mountains and rivers."
Zhang Cuishan didn't seem to hear Song Xing's teasing, and asked Yin Susu with a serious face: "Miss Yin, what you said in your letter is that the master who lives in seclusion at Feilai Peak is familiar with the weird things in the world, is it true?"
Yin Susu said: "I don't know Mr. Zhu Da, but last night the master of Tianying Sect's Tianshi Hall, Li Tianyuan, and Uncle Li came to An'an. After hearing about my experience, he said that an old friend he knew lived in seclusion at Feilai Peak. , if you encounter any difficult questions about strange objects, you can come here and ask him."
"I see..." Zhang Cuishan lowered his head and pondered.
He always felt that there was some special meaning in Yin Susu's words, as if she hoped that he could seek the answer.
However, these thoughts dissipated from his head in just an instant. Zhang Cuishan quickly regained his composure. He thanked Yin Susu and said, "In that case, I'll trouble Miss Yin to lead the way."
"Please follow me." Yin Susu turned around and walked deeper into Feilai Peak.
Song Xing and Chi Xin, who had a grimace on his face, looked at each other and followed her into the forest. Not long after, they saw a green brick house located in the center of the peaks, surrounded by rugged rocks and dense vegetation, like a A wilderness that has been forgotten by the world for thousands of years.
There are several ancient pine trees planted in the front yard of the house. Although their branches have withered and turned yellow, they are still upright and vigorous.
A couplet hangs on the eaves: "Flying to the immortal's mansion in the peak, and the fairy boy lives among the flowers."
When Zhang Cuishan came closer to take a look, he saw that the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and it was obviously not written by ordinary people.
"Good calligraphy, worthy of being an expert." Although Chi Xin couldn't tell whether the word was good or bad, it didn't stop him from praising it.
Yin Susu stepped forward and said softly to the courtyard: "Tianying teaches Yin Susu to pay homage to Mr. Zhu Da!"
After a while, the courtyard was quiet and no movement was heard. Yin Susu patiently shouted again, but there was still no response.
Chi Xin whispered: "Is it possible that Mr. Zhu Da is not at home?"
Yin Susu thought for a while and spoke again: "Li Tianyuan, an old friend of Tianyingjiao, asks to see Mr. Zhu Da!"
After hearing Li Tianyuan's name, this time a voice of indistinguishable age finally came from the courtyard, "Li Tianyuan, who are you?"
Yin Susu replied: "It's a little girl, uncle."
"Since we are old friends, come in!" As the voice finished speaking, the originally closed courtyard door suddenly opened, revealing the scene at the door.
Yin Susu signaled to everyone, and then stepped into the courtyard. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she suddenly felt enlightened.
I saw eight large, thick and curved locust trees on the left and right sides. Under each large locust tree was a long table and chair, and next to the table and chairs were several Taishi chairs and square low couches.
In the north corner of the yard, there is a round water tank filled with clear and sweet water. The bottom of the tank is paved with white jade stone steps, leading to the pavilion at the end of the yard.
Yin Susu walked slowly along the white stone path beside the well. Not far away, she saw a lush medicinal garden, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, including some rare and precious medicinal materials.
Not far from the medicine garden, there was an old man with white beard and white eyebrows lying on a rocking chair, holding a book in his hand, looking leisurely and contented.
The old man looked to be over seventy years old. He was wearing a Taoist robe, but he had a bald head with incense scars. He looked neither a monk nor a Taoist, rather nondescript.
When Yin Susu saw the old man, he stopped, bowed and saluted: "Tianying teaches Yin Susu, and has met Mr. Zhu Da."
"No need to be polite, come and sit here." Mr. Zhu Da pointed to the stone bench not far away and said calmly: "Where's Li Tianyuan, why don't you come with me?"
"Uncle Li has official duties." Yin Susu replied, then walked over and sat down opposite the old man.
Song Xing followed him naturally and found a stone bench to sit down on. Zhang Cuishan saw this and found a place calmly. Only Chi Xin walked carefully and stood behind Song Xing, looking at the strangely dressed old man in front of him.
Mr. Zhu Da chuckled and said, "I have official duties, so I clearly don't want to come to see me. That's all, I was saved by him twenty years ago. He promised that you can come to me if you have any difficulties. Since he asked you Come on, tell me, did you encounter something strange?"
Yin Susu had a slightly surprised look on her face, "Mr. Da, do you know our purpose of coming?"
Mr. Zhu Da put down the book in his hand and sat up straight, "I have lived in seclusion in Feilai Peak for twenty years. I have nothing to offer. The only thing worthy of praise is my passable medical skills and these messy stories in my mind. ”
Yin Susu said: "We did encounter strange things last night. Uncle Li said that among the people he met, Mr. Zhu Da was the only one who knew the most about these mysterious things, so we went up the mountain to ask for advice."
Mr. Zhu Da looked at the group of people with great interest, "You can survive encountering strange things. It seems like there are some experts among you?"
Yin Susu frowned slightly when he heard this and asked: "Is the strange thing really as dangerous as the rumors say?"
Mr. Zhu Da chuckled: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived in seclusion in Feilai Peak for twenty years, not daring to leave even one step."
Song Xing noticed that although Mr. Zhu Da seemed to be smiling, the bitterness in his eyes flashed away.
"Tell me about the weird things you encountered?"
So Yin Susu told the story about the blue-faced ghost they met at the Longmen Escort Agency last night, and the death of thirty-seven members of the Longmen Escort Agency family at the hands of the monster.
"Is the blue-faced ghost holding a Yan Ling knife in his hand? I have seen records of this strange thing in books." Mr. Zhu Da glanced at the Yan Ling knife carried behind Song Xing's back, thoughtfully.
"It is recorded in "The Book of Hundred Demons" that the place where this strange thing first appeared should be the Jade Emperor Mountains seventeen years ago. At that time, it was located at the southern foot of the Yuhuang Mountain. It was the place where the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty worshiped farming. The so-called Bagua Tian.”
Speaking of strange things, Mr. Zhu Da really talked about it as Li Tianyuan said.
"It is recorded in the Hundred Demon Genealogy that when the ghost appeared, it was holding a Yan Ling Dao, so this strange thing was named the Yan Ling Dao Ghost!" (End of this chapter)
