The old man from Black Crow heard this and said doubtfully: "Jinjing Masaki? My son? My son is thousands of miles away. How can you possibly know my son?"
Jiang Shuo asked: "Is the old man's surname Jing?"
The old man stared at him and said: "In China, I can indeed say that my surname is Jing, but my surname is not actually Jing..."
Dugu Xiang said: "Brother Shuo, you said he is that Japanese short winter melon..." She glanced at the old man, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, he must be his son. That day short winter melon also said Now, what is his Japanese surname called "Inoue", "Inoue" or "Iguchi"..."
Jiang Shuo said: "It's "Jingshang Jicun"..."
Dugu Xiang said: "Yes, yes, yes... Inoue Ji Cun is really successful!"
However, I heard the sound of trembling branches above my head, and more than a dozen monks arrived. The monks stood on the top of the tree, forming a circle with the burning ancient tree as the center, and said calmly: "Junior brothers and nephews, Lin Huo It’s dangerous, I’ll put out the fire first and then…”
A group of monks chanted the Buddha's name, and they all listened to the instructions of their senior brothers and uncles. When Jiang Shuo looked up, he saw Lingtan leaping from the branches and rushing towards the sea of flames. He couldn't help but exclaimed, but he saw Lingtan quickly thrust out his palms towards the nearby flames. The force of his palms was everywhere, and the flames were scattered Pressed down by Shengsheng, Lingtan spun in the air, flew to another treetop, stepped on it, and then jumped towards the next flame. Jiang Shuo couldn't help but think of the time when he and Dugu Xiang first met when she practiced "Fire Sun Palm" ” scene, it’s just that Dugu Xiang wanted to light a charcoal fire at that time, but now Lingtan wanted to put out the forest fire.
The other monks also performed in the same way. The kung fu of these dozen people was high or low, and their internal strength was strong or weak, but they all used the same kung fu. For a while, more than a dozen people were flying back and forth in the forest fire, which was really beautiful. , as the surrounding flames were extinguished, the monks had to step on the branches burned by the smoke and fire to reach the next burning place. These branches were burned like black coals and would break when stepped on, but the monks The monk's light skill was excellent, and he only touched a bit on the carbonized dead branch. Before the branch broke, he had already flown to the next fire scene.
Jiang Shuo watched them hovering in the air to extinguish the fire, and then he became afraid. He lit the ancient trees on fire in order to win. It was really a reckless move. If he left it alone, he was afraid that all the century-old and thousand-year-old trees in the entire dark forest would be destroyed. They will all perish in the fire. Fortunately, these eminent monks cleaned up the mess for him. Although none of the monks could match Jiang Shuo's internal strength, they worked together to extinguish the fire. It was quite effective. In a short time, the fire on the top of the tree was extinguished. .
The old man had no intention of looking up, but just stared at Jiang Shuo. It turned out that he was indeed Japanese, and his surname "Inoue Jisun" was a Japanese surname of eight colors. However, few people in China knew that he always went by his Chinese name "Inoue". "Kanren" was walking in the Tang Dynasty. When Jiang Shuo suddenly heard what he said, his eyes flashed and he asked Jiang Shuo: "How do you know my surname? My son has really come to the Tang Dynasty in China?"
Jiang Shuo said, "Senior, is it really true that Inoue is a fool?"
The old man corrected him: "I am none other than Inoue Jisumaro, one of the six high-ranking ministers of the Japanese Empire, whose Chinese name is "Ikanen". Please tell me how my son is doing? "
Dugu Xiang asked, "Are you really Jing Zhencheng's grandfather? Why don't you even know your son's name?"
Jing Kanren said with a sad expression: "When I left Japan, my son was only seven years old and had not yet been given a name. He only had a nickname of "Inuchiyo". I think Shinari will be his adult name..."
Xiang'er couldn't help but burst into laughter and said, "Old Jing, why did your son have a dog name?"
Jiang Shuo said: "Maybe he is just like me, a Han Chinese, who gave me a crooked name to make a living, right? But I remember that Jing Zhencheng did say that he was only seven years old when he left Japan."
In fact, in Japan, "Chiyo" means blessing longevity, and Inumata is a symbol of loyalty and bravery. Inu Chiyo is indeed a good name, but to the Han people, it is very funny. However, Jing Kanren has no time to explain to the two of them right now. He asked urgently: "Little brother, please tell me how Inuchiyo arrived in the Tang Dynasty?"
Seeing his anxious question, Jiang Shuo thought that this man and his son had been separated for thirty-nine years. Jiang Shuo was originally an orphan. Thinking of the thirty-nine years of separation between father and son, he couldn't help but sympathize with him, and he didn't hide it at the moment. : "In the 21st year of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, that is, twelve years ago, your son came to the Tang Dynasty as a quasi-judge sent to the Tang Dynasty. Since then, he has been searching for your whereabouts in the Tang Dynasty."
Duguxiang
She praised on the sidelines: "Brother Shuo, your memory is really good. You can remember every job in any year clearly." She was also present on the day when Jing Zhencheng recounted his birth, but the details had long been forgotten. went.
Jing Kuanren said to himself: "How do I know that I am still alive? Everyone in Japan should know that I am dead..."
Jiang Shuo said: "Your Majesty also said that all the metropolitan envoys in Japan were buried in the sea. Only Your Majesty does not believe it. He came to the Tang Dynasty as an envoy to the Tang Dynasty just to find the whereabouts of his father. It is already the twelfth autumn."
Jing Kuanren murmured: "It turns out that he has been searching for my whereabouts in the Central Plains..."
Jiang Shuo saw that this person was really Jing Zhencheng's grandfather. He had always had a big mystery in his mind that only Jing Kuanren could answer, so he hurriedly asked: "Old senior, what happened to the shipwreck in Haizhou?"
Jing Kuanren didn't hear anything, and murmured to himself: "It turns out that my son has always been in the Central Plains...It turns out that we are so close..."
At this moment, the fire above the head has been extinguished. Although the fire is extinguished, the fire has burned away a large area of the tree crown, opening a gap in the black forest. The moonlight leaked into the forest, illuminating the ground with a brilliance that could be seen. The monks stood nearby. The branches of the pine tree still maintained a condescending posture, and they clasped their hands together and chanted sutras softly. I wonder if they were doing salvation for the ancient tree that Jiang Shuo had set on fire. A large part of this ancient tree had been burned, and I was afraid that it would not survive.
Lingtan stood on the horizontal branch that had been erected before, clasped his hands and praised: "Amitabha, congratulations to Mr. Jing Tan Yue for knowing the whereabouts of his beloved son. Why not end the matter here earlier, so that he can return to the Central Plains to reunite with his beloved son."
Jing Kuanren sneered and said, "How are you going to end it?"
Lingtan said: "It's okay for Lao Tan Yue to come to my temple to borrow martial arts secret books. However, the scriptures in the scripture collection pavilion of this temple are not borrowed from outside. I would like to ask Tan Yue to return the books he borrowed. This matter has been settled. I will never bother you again in this temple." Lao Tan Yue."
At this point, both Jiang Shuo and Dugu Xiang knew that it was the Japanese who came to Lingtan's temple to secretly learn martial arts secrets. Lingtan said it politely, but what he meant by "borrowing" and "borrowing books" was actually that Mr. Jing Kuanren He peeked and later stole the secret book. In the martial arts world, it is taboo to peek at the secret book of another sect, let alone steal it. Lingtan only asked him to return it, which was very polite.
Jing Kuanren still couldn't help but sneer and said: "Return it? I told you that the candle in your temple has broken eyes and cannot read the scriptures. When I find my son, father and son will return it to your temple after careful details."
Lingtan said: "Amitabha, it's not right for Lao Tan Yue to secretly learn secret books, so how can he show the scriptures to others? Lao Tan Yue's Chinese name is "Kanren", so he should be lenient to others, so he should return the scriptures to the young monk. "
When Jing Kuanren heard this, his eyebrows stood up and he said angrily: "You still call me "treat others with lenience"? Your temple hid poison in the candles of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it blinded my eyes. You really should be so lenient to others! "
Jiang Shuo was shocked when he heard this. Although it was wrong for the old man Jing Kuanren to peek at the secret books of other sects, hiding poison in the candles and blinding his eyes was not something done by an upright sect, right?
Lingtan said: "Amitabha, our Shaolin sect is an authentic sect of Buddhism, how could we do such a ruthless behavior? It was an accident that Lao Tanyue was blinded by poison. You can't blame our temple."
Jiang Shuo thought to himself that this monk was indeed an eminent monk of the Shaolin sect. Now they both hold different opinions, but he doesn't know which one he believes in.
But Dugu Xiang interjected from the side: "Master Lingtan, this is not quite right, is it? The Shaolin Temple hides poison in the candles of the Sutra Pavilion, just like using poisonous buns to poison rats. Although it is indeed disgusting for rats to steal food, the person who administered the medicine But you can’t say it was an accident, right?”
Jiang Shuo thought to himself: Xiang'er has always been uneducated and incompetent, but this metaphor is quite appropriate.
Lingtan clasped his palms together and said, "What did Xiao Tanyue say? A monk sweeps the floor without harming the lives of ants, and if he cares about moths and shades his lamps, how can he poison rats? The poisonous candles in the Sutra Pavilion are naturally not owned by this temple. But someone secretly changed it."
Dugu Xiang said: "This is even more strange. Someone secretly changed the candles in order to blind Mr. Jing's eyes? Doesn't it mean that there are mice in your house, but your neighbors come to help you with medicine? How can there be such logic in the world?"
Lingtan said: "Amitabha, monks are forbidden to kill animals. Xiao Tanyue will never mention the matter of poisoning rats. The man who changed the candles in the Sutra Pavilion naturally did not do it to harm Jing Lao Tanyue, but to do something for him.
In order to poison the master, Lao Tan Yue went to the pavilion to borrow books, but it was unexpected by that person. Therefore, it was an accident that Lao Tan Yue was blinded. "
Dugu Xiang said: "Ah...is there such a thing?"
Jiang Shuo said: "In that case, Senior Jing can't blame the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple."
Duguxiang asked again: "Who is so bold? Dare to provoke the Shaolin Temple?"
Hearing this, Jing Kuanren suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Shaolin Temple? Shaolin Temple? Do you think these thieves are from the Shaolin Temple?"
Jiang Shuo wondered: "Master Lingtan talks about the Shaolin sect. Why is it wrong?"
Jing Kuanren said: "They are from the Shaolin sect, but not from the Shaolin Temple. Not only that, they are also regarded as heretics by the Shaolin Temple."
At this moment, both Jiang Shuo and Dugu Xiang were at a loss. They looked at Lingtan on the tree and Lingtan said: "Amitabha, you two little Tan Yue don't know anything. We are Shaolin Dun Sect, Master Shenhui, our master, and we are currently in Shaolin Temple. The one in the middle is the Jianzong. The Shaolin sect spread from Nanton to the north. The Northern Jianzong was founded by Shenxiu, the great disciple of the fifth ancestor Hongren, while the Nandun sect was founded by the sixth ancestor Huineng. The founder of Hongren passed down the Buddhist robes and cassocks to Huineng. , so Hongren passed on Huineng, and Huineng passed on my master Shenhui, which is the true Shaolin mainstream inheritance. Although the Shenxiu lineage occupies the Shaolin ancestral court, it is not authentic."
Jing Kuanren snorted and said, "Then let me ask you, is Shaolin one sect or two sects?"
Lingtan said: "Shaolin was founded by Patriarch Bodhidharma, who was a disciple of Zen Buddhism in both the south and the north. The Sixth Patriarch Huineng said: The Dharma is the same sect. People are from north to south, and the Dharma is one kind. I see that there is a slow disease, what's the name? Sudden Jian? There is no Sudden Jian in the Dharma, and people are blunt in their abilities, so it is called Sudden Jian. It can be seen that there is only one sect in Shaolin, but the Beizong is still deceived and has not returned to the right stream."
Jing Kuanren said: "I don't care about your upright and crooked ways. Just be of the same faction. Do you know who replaced this poisonous candle?"
Lingtan said: "Old Tan Yue asked questions knowingly, but it was done by some unscrupulous disciples of the Northern Sect to harm my master, Master Shenhui."
Jing Kuanren said: "That's right, isn't it the Shaolin lineage that hurt my eyes?"
