The little monk Benshan went down the mountain in a daze, stumbled and lost his way, hurriedly encountered a living corpse, and was inexplicably rescued by the Yin soldiers.
In just one night, it can be said to have been a journey of many twists and turns.
But he didn't care about the danger, only paying attention to the bell on the mountain.
The sound of the bells became thinner and lighter.
When the sun broke, the living corpses receded, and the crowd began to cheer, the bell he had been waiting for for a long time finally stopped ringing.
He knew that the master had lied and that the master would never come back.
In the midst of the joy, his eyes couldn't stop darting outward. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the short-haired Taoist in front of the crowd.
Everyone said that he saved many people, but why couldn't he save the master?
Wait...short hair?
He wrinkled his face bitterly, recalling his master's repeated instructions before leaving.
"Do you remember clearly? I am kind."
"Remember it clearly."
"That's good, you go down the mountain to find someone now."
"who?"
"A Taoist."
"The dragon picture next door?"
"No, a Taoist with short hair."
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Li Changan didn't expect that the person hanging behind him was actually a little monk.
He looked at the other person for a few times. He had a tattered monk's robe, a dirty face, and a big green bump on his forehead. He thought he must have suffered a lot on the mountain last night, and he looked pitiful.
But the Taoist priest did not show much kindness because of this. Firstly, he was in a gloomy mood. Secondly, at this time, I am afraid that no one would have a good look on the monk of Qianfo Temple.
But after all, Li Changan is a person who will not take his anger out on others because of his own incompetence. Therefore, with a bit of indifference, he calmly asked:
"Little monk, why are you following me?"
Ben Shan was very uneasy. Li Changan actually thought wrong. The green bump on his head was not knocked on the mountain last night, but was hit by a woman in the village this morning because her husband ate her child last night.
The young monk was a little aggrieved, but not angry. Who knew that he was indeed a monk from Qianfo Temple.
He was just afraid that the Taoist priest in front of him would be angry with him like the woman. The woman had only lumps of dirt on her hands, but this man had a sword hanging from his waist. But when he thought of his master, he could only resist the urge to turn around and run away. He lowered his head and returned timidly:
"My master asked me to find you."
"Why are you looking for me?"
"My master asked me to come to you."
What is this and what? Tongue twister?
Li Changan had the intention to walk away, but seeing the pitiful appearance of the little monk, his heart softened after all.
"Then let me ask you." He endured, "Who is your master?"
"Kong Yan."
It's a familiar name from the bad streets. The wild ghost monk in the mountains is called Kong Yan, and the eminent monk who fell into the devil's path is also named Kong Yan. But I don't know what other cats and dogs are also named Kong Yan.
"Who is your master?"
The little monk wrinkled his face.
"My master called me Wu."
Li Changan thought: This monk from Thousand Buddhas Temple is really unreliable. If he doesn't come by himself and sends a little guy, is he afraid of being chopped down by my sword?
Just a casual question.
"Where?"
"Mountain."
On the mountain? at this time.
"What?"
"Ring the bell."
This answer greatly exceeded the Taoist priest's expectations. He was stunned for a moment, then his expression became solemn, he restrained his casual attitude, and asked solemnly:
"May I ask, young master, I wonder if the master was the one who rang the bell last night?"
The little monk raised his face and wanted to reply, but as soon as he opened his mouth, tears burst out. So, he cried more and more, just rubbed his eyes and nodded desperately.
After receiving the expected answer, Li Changan sighed with emotion.
He was both grateful and regretful towards the old monk. Thankfully, he saved his own and everyone else's lives. Unfortunately, according to reports from the Yin soldiers, when they arrived at Zhongting, the old monk had already died of exhaustion.
"Your master..." The Taoist priest wanted to comfort him, but when he mentioned the word "master", the little monk's eyes were ready to break, so he quickly changed his words:
"Why is your master looking for me?"
The young monk wiped away his tears and continued to cry: "Master said that he has a way to get rid of the demons on the mountain."
"What?!"
Li Changan suddenly raised his voice and asked urgently.
"What method?"
"Said to be……"
The young monk was startled by Li Changan's excitement. He held back his tears and hurried back.
"The relationship is complicated and needs to be discussed in detail face to face."
"Okay! Where is your master? Let's go now."
"Master said, Master told him..."
But the little monk didn't move. Instead, he pointed at Li Changan with a confused look on his face.
"He's always by your side."
by my side? I only have one donkey by my side, so where can I find someone named Kong Yan...wait a minute!
Li Changan frowned and rubbed his chin, then walked back and forth a few steps. Suddenly, he turned around and left. He didn't take a few steps, but turned back and warned:
"I'm going to get something. You stay here and don't move around."
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As soon as Li Changan's back hurried away, the young monk felt a severe itching on his forehead, and there seemed to be resentful glances from all around, so he shrank his neck.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before Li Changan came back. This time without saying a word, Li Changan stuffed an object into his hand.
The little monk spread it out and saw that it was a green fruit.
"Right next to me", the little monk's words finally made Li Changan connect the corpse Buddha on the mountain with the wild ghost in the rain. He suddenly remembered a legend he heard from the village:
Three eminent monks from Qianfo Temple sacrificed their lives to slay the demons, but Master Kongyan was the only one who had not left his mortal world behind. He was reborn as a human being and had been a monk for several lifetimes.
This legend makes people speculate, could it be that the emptiness of the wild ghost in the rain is also the emptiness that transformed the Buddha into a demon? And that day in the unknown mountain, Kong Yan gave himself a wild ghost. Just looking at the fruit made my teeth feel weak, so it stayed in the Taoist priest's backpack and never tasted it. I don't know why, but I didn't throw it away.
Now that I think about it, the fruit has been kept in the backpack for many days, and it has always maintained its green appearance. It is so obvious that I don't even notice it? !
The Taoist priest felt annoyed. Suddenly, the air became moist and fresh.
His heart moved and he looked at the little monk.
The monk's robe is still the same monk's robe, the face is still the same, and the green bun is still the same, but he seems to be a completely different person.
The young monk... no, maybe I should say "Kong Yan". He put his hands together and said with a smile:
"Amita..."
But before he could say the word "Buddha", the Taoist priest grabbed him by the collar.
"You're such a ghost monk, and you still say you don't recognize the Corpse Buddha?!"
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"Back then, in order to suppress the demons, my three brothers set up a large formation in Sunshan. Using themselves as the center of the formation, they gathered the will of all living beings in Yuzhou with the intention of transforming the demons into Buddhas and bringing blessings to the whole country. I am ashamed to say that, two senior brothers They all tried their best, and only the poor monk, who was greedy for the world, had some inspiration and transformed into a human being. This had nothing to do with the overall situation, but who thought that future generations would be dishonest, and even used it to make money. Not only was it a waste of willingness and effort, but it made the devilish nature accumulate deeply. "
"Nowadays, it is not possible to transform demons into Buddhas. Instead, Buddhas are transformed into demons, causing us to fall into the path of demons. The hundred-year wish of Qianfo Temple will help the devil to be born, and the vicinity of Yuzhou may also become a demon country on earth. But Fortunately, it still takes some time for the demon to refine his wish power, and the formation of Thousand Buddha Temple is also in operation, trapping the corpses and preventing them from going down the mountain. However, the time left is only three days... Within three days, as long as the corpses are removed Devil, there is still room for change in everything."
In the meeting hall, everyone looked at each other for a moment.
a long time.
"So, this young master...hehe." Yang Zhiji spoke up to break the awkwardness in the scene, but he sneered in the middle of the sentence, "He is the 'Poetry Monk', one of the three sacred monks of Qianfo Temple. Kong Yan?”
After that, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, and objected to Li Changan and apologized:
"The young master was recommended by the Taoist Priest. I shouldn't be suspicious, but this..."
He shook his head and looked at the leader of the monks next to him.
"Puzhi Zen Master, what do you think?"
At first, the leader of the monks yelled a few words, but now he looked downcast and submissive, like an old Zen monk who was unfazed by favors and humiliations, and only replied a few words.
"Amitabha."
The general meaning is, I believe you, a big-headed guy with a green head.
No wonder they act like this.
In the previous discussions, several parties had tacitly agreed to make a decision to run away. But at this moment, another young monk suddenly jumped out and said that he was the sacred monk Kong Yan who had been dead for hundreds of years. In his words, he also meant to persuade them to go up the mountain and fight for their lives.
Ordinarily, it is common for people to gain enlightenment from their past lives or be possessed by ghosts.
But both this person and this matter happened by chance.
For example, one day you win 108,000 yuan in the lottery, and you get a call saying that he is the reincarnation of Qin Shihuang, and there are 100 tons of gold buried in Mentougou, but you just need 108,000 yuan to unfreeze...
Not to mention that Yang Zhiji, Puzhi and others didn't believe it, even the unlucky guy thought it was a helpless move by the Taoist priest and the young monk for the sake of the people of Yuzhou, and gave him a look full of kindness and bitterness.
And General Na He was even more aggressive, laughing and scolding:
"You little bald ass, why are you pretending to be so cool? Well, let me ask you a question."
He glanced at the Taoist priest.
"You said you were Kong Yan, then why didn't you show up before the incident?!"
"It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't listen. The young monk just had an idea, and he was reincarnated several times. He was confused and confused. Sometimes he remembered his past life, and sometimes he was just a wild ghost in the mountains. It was a fluke to bump into the Taoist priest."
This explanation is somewhat satisfactory. he asked again.
"Since it's Kong Yan, he must be here for the monsters on the mountain."
"nature."
"Okay, let me ask you."
"Donor, please give me a message."
"Can you sweep away the corpses on the mountain?"
"cannot."
"Is it possible to hoe the corpse Buddha?"
"No way."
"You can't do this, you can't do that." He slapped the table, "It's just Kong Yan, what's the use?!"
Kong Yan was not upset at all, he just sang the Buddha's name and replied calmly:
"Although I cannot sweep away the corpses, I know that the Buddha nature in the formation has not yet been swallowed up by the demonic nature. As long as I destroy all the Buddha statues in the surrounding villages at noon tomorrow, I can make the Buddhanature and the demonic nature conflict with each other, and suppress them with the power of the sun. Because of the evil spirits, the corpses on the mountain must be greatly weakened by it."
That’s it.
Pu Zhi raised his head, Yang Zhiji frowned, Huang Taihu pricked up his ears, and Long Tu straightened his back.
But Kong Yan still spoke calmly.
"Although I cannot destroy the corpse Buddha, the poor monk and the demon are one and the same. I can feel that although it fell into the devil's path, there is still a little bit of Buddha nature left. As long as you get within three feet of it, your soul will return. The real body provokes a fight between the Buddha nature and the demonic nature, and immobilizes the demon in a short time."
"How long can it be decided?"
"Count your breaths."
"Just a few breaths, so what?"
Kong Yan smiled and said:
"It's enough to choose a warrior to take advantage of the opportunity."
He used his palms as a knife and made a false cut on his neck.
"Behead the poor monk and the two senior brothers!"
This sentence shocked the audience into silence for a moment, firstly because of the decisiveness in Kong Yan's words, and secondly because he provided a possibility to get rid of the monsters on the mountain, and even save the people of Yuzhou.
The unlucky guy, who was originally frustrated, was now so excited that he couldn't help himself. Taoist Longtu's eyes also lit up, and he quickly turned his attention to his boss Yang Zhiji. But he saw that Commander Yang still looked tepid.
His heart suddenly thumped and he heard it.
"otherwise."
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The tea is new tea brought from the state capital, and the water is freshly boiled well water.
Crude tea and fresh water are not to Mr. Yang's taste.
He just took a small sip, put down the teacup, and said to Kong Yan with a smile:
"Although the mage's method can weaken the group of corpses, their number is still there. Although it can immobilize the demon, it must be close. If you are not careful, you may be trapped in a tight siege and be eaten by the group of corpses. It's really dangerous. It’s extremely dangerous.”
Kong Yan nodded.
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs."
"Indeed."
Yang Zhiji nodded in agreement at first, but then changed the subject.
"But it is undeniable that this is a big gamble, and a big bet must be made."
"However, after the turmoil last night, our Longxiang Guards are really exhausted and cannot spare enough manpower for a while."
As he spoke, he turned to the leader of the army.
"General He, where are you?"
The man named He immediately cursed:
"My tooth soldiers are all dead, where did they come from?!"
He looked at the monk leader again.
"Zen Master Pu Zhi?"
The monk lowered his eyebrows and said the same thing.
"Amitabha."
"Master, look..." Yang Zhiji spread his hands and spoke slowly. "Although this method is good, it is really difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."
Immediately there was a rush of responses all around.
The unlucky guy was trembling with anger, pointed at his nose and cursed:
"Yang Zhiji! I think you are afraid of the enemy like a tiger, and you care about Yuzhou's life and death in vain!"
"I think you care and talk nonsense!"
"Not to mention that this method is just to take risks, let's talk about this person's identity..."
Yang Zhiji smiled and said nothing.
The response from the surroundings was even louder.
You just want people to fight for it with empty words and no evidence. This is not true anywhere in the world.
But.
"What this person says should be true."
At this moment, Taoist Longtu suddenly spoke.
"Thanks to the grace of my master, I have opened my third eye. I have just cast spells several times, and I can see that there is an extraordinary monk hidden under the little monk's body. A few years ago, I worshiped the three-body Buddha, the monk Kongyan. His face was indeed the same as the one in front of me. Then, I used the Qi-gazing technique to look at Thousand Buddhas Temple, but I saw that the clear air rose up and turned golden, while the turbid air sank and turned black. The clear and turbid air were entangled with each other, and the clear air gradually became less and less. , and the turbidity is gradually increasing, which is indeed consistent with the situation mentioned by the Master."
Yang Zhiji's smile suddenly faltered, and his eyes flickered towards Long Tu.
In fact, Mr. Yang doesn't care whether the little monk is Kong Yan, let alone what the monsters on the mountain do. He just wants to make a fool of himself at the foot of the mountain so that the court can't find anything wrong with him, so he just slinks around. Long Xiangwei's people pulled back to their base.
He messed up his job this time. Although it was not his fault, he still had no hope of promotion and fortune. He might not be able to stay in the position of commander of Longxiang Guard for long in the future. In this way, the remaining Longxiang Guards men and horses here are all the cards in his hand, and they are the basis for future achievements. They cannot be wasted in this ghost place.
But now, Long Tu's sudden appearance shocked him. This Long Tu Taoist had great prestige in Longxiang Guard. If he rebelled, most of the people he had would probably follow him.
Involuntarily, Yang Zhiji's tone was a bit cold and stern.
"Yang Qianshi, what do you want?"
Taoist Longtu stood up and stood in the hall, calmly saying:
"Subordinate... I just want to be worthy of the imperial court, worthy of my master, worthy of the brothers who died on the mountain, and worthy of the thousands of people in Yuzhou."
As soon as he said this, Yang Zhiji's face was like a revolving lantern, turning red and white, but in the end, he forced his smile back.
He shook his head and sighed:
"Taoist Master Longtu! Taoist Master Longtu, you have really misunderstood me."
He came up and held Long Tu's arm, speaking seriously.
"We, Longxiang Guard, have thirteen prefectures under our jurisdiction, and this Yuzhou is just one of them. If we take a risk, there is little hope of success; if we fail, the remaining power of Longxiang Guard will be consumed. In the meantime, demons and evil ways If we lose control, not only Yuzhou, but also the other twelve states will be corrupted! I reluctantly made such a decision, not for my personal future, but for the overall situation!"
But Longtu just smiled and shook his head.
"At the beginning, Commander Yang said he was thinking of the overall situation when he sat back and watched Yan Xinglie fight alone. Yesterday, he launched an attack and kill regardless of the innocent people at the meeting. He also said it was thinking of the overall situation."
He broke away from Yang Zhiji, took a step back, and bowed solemnly.
"But this time, I don't want to consider the overall situation anymore, I just want to follow my heart."
Yang Zhiji was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet, but he had no other choice but to continue talking.
"Even if the living corpses on the mountain are weakened, there are still thousands of them? In addition, the corpse Buddha is watching eagerly. Even if all the brothers are killed, aren't they still weak in comparison?!"
These words hit the point. The remaining manpower of Longxiang Guard was somewhat insufficient, but since Longtu had made up his mind, how could he waver? He was about to speak.
"How can we be so weak? Aren't there still members of the White Lotus Sect?"
But a word floated out from beside him.
Li Changan, who had been watching the show for a long time, suddenly spoke.
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people in the venue were a little suspicious for a moment. When did the White Lotus Sect act so bravely? Or is there some tacit understanding reached with this Taoist?
But Huang Taihu kept a straight face.
"You bull nose..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that the other party had saved the lives of a group of people like him, and he quickly changed his words:
"Taoist priests, don't talk nonsense. I won't do this business that will lead to death."
"Could it be that the poor man has gone astray?"
Li Changan gave a surprised look.
"Right."
Then he pretended to be enlightened.
"If a Zuo Shi dies, he can be replaced immediately by another one. If a Saint dies again, it will definitely be okay."
Clang.
But Huang Taihu was so surprised that he stood up and knocked over his seat.
"The Saint is still alive?!"
Li Changan didn't show off, so he described in detail what he saw in the cave yesterday.
After hearing this, Huang Taihu was hesitant for a moment. He is a high-level member of the sect and knows the importance of a saint, which is much more valuable than one or two left and right envoys. But he was also worried that Taoist Xuanxiao was lying and deliberately tricked him into going up the mountain.
The Taoist priest knew that the other party was entangled in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously.
"Believe it or not."
After saying that, he stood up straight away, leaving everyone waiting in the venue, and walked out.
This scene is quite similar to that in Tongliang Hotel.
It was better for Long Turing to wake up and greet him hurriedly:
"Where are you going, Taoist Master? We haven't come up with a charter yet."
The Taoist priest still didn't look back.
"You all know in your hearts whether you want to go or not, so why should I waste any time talking about it?"
He yawned and walked with a sway.
"Mr. Li is very tired. Let's go and have a good night's sleep."
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