(I want tickets.)
After the verbal dispute in front of the Taihe Hall that could not be called "discussing Taoism", the overcrowded Wudang Taoism returned to peace again. Each sect with its own concerns was tacitly waiting for the one who The Wudang lecturer returns.
Of course, no one had ever pierced the window paper, and even Wudang knew full well and allowed these Taoist priests to wander around in the mountains.
But everyone knows that if the lotus flower that carries Wudang's luck for thousands of years can be found in advance, Wudang will have to give up the position of the ancestral court even without Zhang Jiutian coming back.
At least, he will no longer be able to participate in the ancestral family dispute for more than a hundred years. After all, we have to wait for that lucky lotus to bloom again. The overwhelming opportunity alone is not easy to deal with.
Ye Xie, who had already decided to leave Wudang, had no intention of discussing it with his twin brothers and sisters, and forced the two Miao Taoists who were responsible for the great responsibility of Longhu Mountain to leave with him.
Obviously, his thoughts are exquisite and clear as the night sky, and he can already see that it is not simple.
It was just that I originally planned to say goodbye the next day, but in the evening, when the little Taoist boy who was going to certify immortality for Ye Xiayou said that someone died in the side hall of the Taihe Hall.
Sure enough, unexpectedly and logically, after gathering all Taoist sects in the world in Wudang, the mastermind behind the scenes took action.
When he saw this corpse from a distance in the middle of the night, it was quite disgusting even though he had seen other scenes before.
The clothes of the deceased were disheveled, the robes were messy, and the ties were thrown aside. His eyes were wide open and tearing, and he was obviously unwilling to die. His mouth was open enough to put an egg in, his face was pale, and he kept pushing out, lying stiffly on the ground.
Maybe he was scared to death, but after being scared to death, just in case, the small wound on his throat had already stained a large area of red on his chest.
Naturally, I'm not here to watch the fun.
Feeling more and more that something was not right in the middle of the night, the two great monks, who were restless and restless by nature, and Yan Yan came to the Taihe Hall to find out what was going on.
Under Wudang's deliberate arrangement, those Taoist priests from various sects who were unwilling to stay in the villages at the foot of the mountain all gathered on Tianzhu Peak. When it was time to light the lamps, they found a Taoist temple or nunnery to spend the night in groups. For these practitioners, It is common for the heaven and earth to be in a hut, even some women's crowns are not so particular.
At present, such an incident occurred next to the Taihe Hall. A group of Taoist priests who had not dispersed gathered at the door and talked about it.
Two young Taoist priests were guarding the side door of the side hall. This was what they saw from a distance in the middle of the night.
The light in the hall was dim and unclear. I had just refueled the lamp, but the wick had not completely emitted the light, making me feel groggy.
Zhang Jiu'e and several elders of the ninth generation in Wudang Mountain were whispering in the hall, while a young Taoist priest was trembling beside him.
Listening to the discussions among the people nearby, I also got a rough idea in the middle of the night that it was the body that was discovered by the panicked little Taoist priest in the temple who came to light the lamp.
The identity of the corpse is Liu Fulu, the Taoist leader of Qingyuan Mountain.
"There is an explanation." Yan Yan folded his hands and frowned slightly, like a scholar who lectured in a private school.
A little away from the group of Taoist priests, Ye Sangen leaned on the stone railing. From this position, he could see clearly what was going on in the temple. He said, "Tell me about it."
"Surround them and annihilate them."
They are not stupid, and it only takes one sentence to make it clear.
Obviously Yan Yan's words coincided with what he was thinking in the middle of the night.
Ye San Geng's face was solemn and he said: "You and the great monk were not there that day. My sister made some guesses when she heard Ye Sifu's talk about the Luck Lotus. When these real people Yuyi visited Wudang, she realized what she had in mind. I thought. I just felt at that time that someone was plotting against Wudang, and I never thought that this place would be used to hatch such a big drama."
Yan Yan was puzzled, "So, I don't understand why these people suddenly appeared here?"
That day, when he woke up after being injured in the middle of the night, Yan Yan took Yi Shan Yi Shui away with a look and gave the room to the Ye family siblings. He didn't know about the luck lotus mentioned by Ye Sifu.
On the third day of the night, he briefly talked about the Wudang Luck Lotus. Yan Yan considered the cause and effect and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the people behind the scenes are secretly passing on this news in order to take advantage of the Taoist ancestral dispute that occurs once every ten years. , gathering them in Wudang in advance instead of having a royal ceremony after March 3rd, there must be a shady conspiracy."
Ye Sangen nodded, but said in a helpless tone: "Ignore whether the Wudang Luck Lotus has withered or not, spreading this news has evil intentions. Even Ye Sifu also said, are all of them cultivators stupid? Don't think about it, how could such a secret be known? Maybe you don't even know who the person who sent the letter is, so it's really no brainer to come here so abruptly."
In response to the late-night complaint without warning, Yan Yan smiled bitterly and said: "You only practice martial arts in order to achieve greatness along the way, so you don't understand the shackles in the hearts of our three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. Why do you believe in Taoism, practice Zen, and gain immortality?" On the one hand, in fact, in our hearts, there is still an obsession that cannot be avoided. Confucianism studies the Master, Taoism respects the Laojun, and Zen disciples worship the Buddha. Unlike our Confucianism, there is the Xingtan in Yanzhou with a radius of hundreds of miles. Both Buddhism and Taoism The family has been evolving for thousands of years, but it has branched off into so many branches. Buddhism is divided into Tantric Buddhism, Zen Buddhism, Vatican Buddhism, Western Buddhism ascetics, Mahayana and Hinayana, etc. Taoists are familiar with the mountain doctor fortune telling, and it can be further subdivided into There are so many sects such as Danding Talisman, Taishu Qigong, and Zhaijiao divination. There have been so many open and covert fights for many years. Zu Tingyi said that even if he knew it was a scam, he would jump into this fire pit with all his strength. This is not stupid. This is obsession. Whatever your heart desires, you will never give up even if you die."
Yan Yitong said, it's not that Ye Sangeng doesn't understand, it's just that his younger brother is also in the game now, and the person who made the game has taken the first step, and he, the elder brother, is even more concerned and confused, and that's why he has such a pass Groundless complaints.
Yan Yan added: "Right now, I suspect that Taoist Liu from Qingyuan Mountain will not be the last one."
In the middle of the night, my heart suddenly moved, and I lowered my voice and said, "Could it be a good show that Wudang directed and performed by himself?"
Yan Yan, who naturally had this concern, nodded, "We can't rule it out."
Talking here was obviously not the way to go. Ye Sangen looked at Yan Yan, and the two of them guessed what they were thinking just by looking at each other.
"Take a look?"
"Walk."
Whether you should say it or not, they are all busybodies.
It is true that the two young Taoist priests at the side door of the side hall were blocking outsiders from entering, so they were naturally outsiders in the middle of the night.
Knowing that loud noises were not allowed in the Taihe Hall, he was stopped at midnight and greeted Zhang Jiue in a low voice.
The old Taoist priests who had just been the leader for a few days were one tall and two tall. In the first few days, they heard that Luck Luck Lotus was ill, and the great uncle of Little Lotus Peak warned him. Only then did he understand why these comrades gathered in Wudang. true purpose. Allowing these Wuyang Wuyang people with their own agendas to wander around Wudang, he was not worried that they would find the extremely secretive Luck Lotus. Zhang Jiu'e only hoped to delay Wudang for one day, and pressed Wudang on his junior brother Zhang Jiutian who was far away in the imperial city.
It was a good idea to just put it off for a day, but I didn’t expect that the Taoist friends at Longhu Mountain would act in a high-profile manner. They originally thought that Longhu Mountain would attract a lot of attention from various sects, but no one expected that Ye Jia would have pearls in his mouth. The second young lady is not a Taoist, but she can be said to be dumb in a way that a Taoist is.
Before the turmoil subsided, another turmoil arose. In just half a day, a murder occurred in the most important Taihe Hall in Wudang, which is the centerpiece of the hearts of hundreds of Taoist priests in Wudang.
When Zhang Jiu'e saw Liu Fulu lying in the palace, he wondered if he was having a bad time, and considered whether he should ask his uncle to open his eyes and help him take a look.
Hearing someone greeting him, Zhang Jiue turned around and looked around. After seeing Yan Yan, this old Taoist priest who had practiced doing nothing and striving for a pure heart all his life was even more angry. After all, the scholar did not practice martial arts that day and could not greet him. Taking action as soon as he was told was completely contrary to the Confucian principle of courtesy first and then fighting, and made him lose face among his masters.
Therefore, the Wudang Mountain Guard, who has lost his pure heart recently, slandered Yan Yan endlessly.
Zhang Jiu'e stepped forward and without waiting to speak, he took the lead in saying: "Taoist Master Jiu'e, he will investigate the case."
This sentence was obviously not discussed in advance. The dumbfounded Yan Yan quickly cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment after Zhang Jiue cast a probing look. The Confucian scholar climbed up the pole and echoed: "I understand a little bit."
It is true that it is impossible to judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. Although he does not think highly of this young man, Zhang Jiu'e, who has lived a long life, will not turn his back on him to tell the truth.
Zhang Jiue waved to let the two young Taoist priests pass.
Yan Yan knew nothing about investigating crimes. When he got closer and looked at the corpse up close, he felt like vomiting. He really couldn't figure it out. Why was he still lying on it in the middle of the night? Not disgusting?
Of course it was disgusting, but when it came to the Taoism to which his younger brother belonged, Ye San had to put some thought into what he said.
Zhang Jiu'e, who noticed something strange, sighed, "Even if Donor Ye says you want to take a look, can I still stop him?"
At midnight, Zhang Jiue ignored him. His attention at this time was all on the wound where the blood had dried up.
Ye Sangen, who carefully examined the injuries on the corpse, took a few breaths before speaking, "It's probably a sword wound."
"Huh?" Zhang Jiue exclaimed, "The wound is so small, how could it be a sword wound?"
The lights in the hall gradually brightened, and he raised his head slightly in the middle of the night, "People in the Taoist sect have been dealing with swords all year round. Doesn't Taoist Master Jiu'e understand?"
An old Taoist with a clean face next to him said: "It is because of understanding that we can conclude that it is not a sword wound. Such a delicate wound cannot be touched by a sword."
In the middle of the night, he nodded in agreement, "Look at Daozhang Liu's expression. He was obviously frightened before he died. After the blood surged, he hit the main vein. It was a dead hand that took people's lives without leaving any room. I was listening outside just now. They said that Daochang Liu was only discovered after his death, which means that Daochang Liu did not attract the attention of outsiders when he died, so there could not have been a fight. Moreover, there were no traces of a fight in the hall, and it was most likely that he was killed unexpectedly. This shows that the murderer should be familiar with Liu Daochang, so he can take action when he is not prepared. Liu Daochang is a master of swordsmanship in the world, and he can kill with one blow when he is not expected. Looking at the world, there are many people in Wudang Mountain. The only one who can use such methods is the immortal from Wudang. Like him, it is easy to kill people with sword energy."
Based on emotion and reason, it is reasonable and well-founded.
In the middle of the night, he put his hand over the deceased's wide-open eyes, allowing him to close his eyes. After standing up, he said: "You have this identity, and I was afraid that Taoist Jiu'e would think too much, so I fooled him into entering the palace. Now. Let’s not hide it. It just so happens that all the Taoist priests are here too. Let’s make it clear. We all understand why everyone is here. It’s not appropriate for me to get involved when it comes to the ancestral home of your sect. What’s happening now The intention of gathering everyone here is obvious. No one knows what the people behind the scenes are planning. I just hope that everyone will be more enlightened and not get involved."
Every sentence seemed to point to Wudang's conspiracy. Zhang Jiue couldn't help frowning and said: "What do you mean, Lord Ye, is Wudang deliberately spreading rumors to deceive fellow Taoists to come?"
He shook his head in the middle of the night, and said with something in his words: "I believe that Wudang, from such a famous and upright family, would not behave like this."
Already unable to figure out what the other party's intention was, Zhang Jiue's mind was spinning.
Why are you putting the blame on Wudang?
