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What he said in the palace at midnight caused quite a sensation when it fell on the ears of everyone outside the palace.
Zhang Jiu'e clenched his hands into fists in front of his abdomen, looking at the young man with a gentle smile in front of him, his mind was spinning, and he said slowly: "Based on this body alone, Ye Donor has blamed me Wudang." Yes? Donor Ye’s prejudice against Wudang is too deep, right?”
"Don't dare." Ye Sangen shook his head, "Just discuss the matter."
Yan Yan, who was on the side, also tugged at the skirt of Ye San's clothes and said softly: "It's too arbitrary."
Turning around and looking at Zhang Jiu'e who was about to speak and the Wudang elders next to him who were angry because of the unwarranted accusation, Ye San ignored Yan Yan and said: "Priest Jiu'e, what do you think? "
Zhang Jiu'e frowned, but he also understood that all these clues seemed to point to Wudang.
But before Zhang Jiu'e could speak, the little Taoist priest who lit the lamp, who had been trembling with fright not far away, spoke with a trembling voice: "Donor, it should...it shouldn't be the work of the real person sent by me. I opened the door and came in. It seems like I saw the murderer."
These words caused everyone to talk a lot.
In the middle of the night, all I want to do now is scold my mother, which is really shooting myself in the foot.
Zhang Jiue turned his head and frowned slightly, "I asked you why you didn't say anything just now!"
The reprimanding tone of his master scared the little Taoist priest to tears. He burst into tears and said intermittently, "I...I...I'm scared."
An elder was very angry and said: "My Taoist sect is full of righteousness. What are you afraid of? Tell me who the murderer is!"
The little Taoist priest was speechless and sobbed: "It seems, it seems like... a fox."
It was the same Wudang elder who seemed to be irritable as well. He shouted directly: "Nonsense! How can a fox kill someone?"
The little Taoist boy cried even louder, his body was like chaff, and he could no longer speak.
There was a flash of embarrassment on his face in the middle of the night, and he laughed and echoed: "The little Taoist must be too frightened and blinded."
Seeing that Ye San was embarrassed, Yan Yan secretly tugged on his clothes again and whispered: "Listen first."
The blushing Ye Sangen here used the dim light to hide his embarrassment, while the little Taoist priest over there told the whole story intermittently under the comfort of Zhang Jiue.
At the beginning of the Youchu period, the young Taoist priest came to the main hall to add oil and light the lamp according to the rules. He heard someone talking at the corner of the main hall. After all, a large number of Taoist friends had gathered at the Wudang Taoist Temple on the top of Tianzhu Peak in the past few days, and the young Taoist priest did not pay much attention. .
It wasn't until he was about to enter that he heard the sound coming from the hall.
As the foundation of the Wudang sect, the Taihe Hall is dedicated to the true martial arts of the Taoist sect. It has been the place of belief and obsession of the Wudang sect since the beginning of the sect. Unless there are classes in the morning and evening, no one is allowed to come in and out at will at other times. Even if you are an elder of the Wudang sect, there is no special reason. The reason cannot be entered.
And it was clearly two people talking in the temple.
Undoubtedly, his little Taoist priest’s hasty voice alerted the crowd. After a brief silence, the little Taoist priest pushed the door open and saw the fallen Taoist Master Liu Fulu of Qingyuan Mountain beside the side door, with someone lying on his body and chewing on him. eating fox.
However, after hearing from the little Taoist priest that he only saw the fox biting the corpse, but not the fox killing anyone, Ye San Geng still preconceivedly tried to find some comfort for his embarrassment just now.
"Where is the other person you mentioned?" Anyone could hear the important information missing from what the little Taoist priest said, and Zhang Jiue asked what the problem was.
The tears on the little Taoist priest's face were not dry, and he sobbed intermittently, "I didn't see it."
This made everyone even more confused.
The little Taoist priest was obedient, "I was so frightened that I ran out. How could I dare to care about others?"
It is understandable that for a teenager who is more than ten years old, if such a murder happens in front of him, he will be scared to the point of running away immediately.
"Did the fox become a spirit?"
The little Taoist priest added cautiously.
The imagination caused by excessive fright made it impossible to ask anything anymore. Ye San opened his mouth at the right time to relieve the embarrassment caused by the arbitrary judgment he had just made. There are those evil spirits. This must be the work of another unknown person. It happened that he encountered a wild fox in the mountains, and he was regarded as a fox and killed people. Now that Wudang Taoist Master Shangfu is free of suspicion, I will say that the famous Wudang family is upright. , how could you do such a disgraceful thing."
He stretched out his hand again to tug at the hem of Ye San Chang's clothes. This scholar who wanted to study and learn to prove the truth had a look of despair on his face, "Can you stop talking?"
Just as he was feeling complacent about his own justification, Ye San ignored Yan Yan's hint and looked at Zhang Jiu'e's helpless and sideways eyes. He was not embarrassed at all. Just as he was about to say a few more words, someone outside the hall opened his mouth. mouth.
"What Lord Ye means is that there is no one else on Tianzhu Peak. Since Wudang didn't do it, could it be us? Wudang is a well-known and upright sect, and we are just heretics?"
The speaker is young, wearing a rare moon-white robe, which is loose and loose. His head is tilted into a bun, and there are still some pieces of hair hanging down his cheeks and hanging on his shoulders, giving him an impression. A feeling of laziness, coupled with the fact that he yawned several times in one sentence and half-opened his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, gave him the first impression of decadence.
This is contrary to the Taoist people's emphasis on masculinity in cultivating their moral character.
However, as a member of the martial arts community, he guessed his identity just by seeing the young Taoist priest's attire and sleepy appearance in the middle of the night.
"You fellow." In the middle of the night, he looked at the young Taoist priest outside the hall, but his words were addressed to Yan Yan.
This made Yan Yan very surprised.
"Yanzhou Qianfeng, Taishan Sect."
Yan Yan, who was well-read, suddenly understood.
Mount Tai was granted the title of the Five Sacred Mountains because the Golden Crow rose to the east. Mount Tai was the first place in China to see the sun.
It is true that Taishan Taoism is not famous among Taoist sects in the world because of its location. Over the past few hundred years, Taishan Taoism has won the first place in the ancestral court several times, and it is vaguely a tripartite with the two Taoist sects of Wudang Dragon and Tiger. , can have such a prominent position in the Taoist sects of the world, it is still because of the wonderful mental method of this sect inherited from Nanhua Zhenren.
It is true that Nanhua Zhenren retired to the mountains and forests of Nanhua Mountain thousands of years ago and called himself "Nanhua Zhenren". However, the place where Nanhua Zhenren realized the Tao and attained enlightenment was Mount Tai, the venerable place of the five mountains. As for Nan Hua Zhenren's strange mental method that people in the Taoist sect talk about, he also understood it from Taishan.
Dream butterfly.
Weird thoughts naturally have weird names.
This name, which was once teased by others, is like a woman's embroidery method. It is said that if you reach the state of transformation, you can live forever in a dream, turn into a rainbow and become an immortal.
It is said that only with evidence can we say that hundreds of years ago, the fortune of the Tao was prosperous, and 23 out of 10 people in the Taoist sect who became enlightened were from the Taishan Taoist sect.
They seem to be very few, but there are so many cultivators in the world like the crucian carp crossing the river. The Taishan sect can account for two or three out of ten people, which shows the uniqueness of this mentality.
Rumor has it that practicing this mental method involves sleeping and dreaming day and night, so this young Taoist priest allows people who understand him to know where his master is at a glance.
The sleepy-eyed Taoist priest caught the logical error in his words and choked back. He had just concealed his embarrassment and felt extremely unhappy. Just as he was about to speak, someone spoke again outside the main hall.
"That's a bad statement. I didn't mention anyone by name, so why would someone insist on putting a shit basin on their head? Are they guilty of being a thief and are afraid that others will find out the dirty things they have done?"
There was a crowd outside the hall, and everyone looked back. The great monk with a shining head, highlighted by two oil lamps, lined up the crowd. The young woman wearing a khaki robe came with the help of the blind woman, followed by the watching eyes. A Taoist priest in golden robe who looks at the mind from nose to nose.
"You said you came here to take a look, what are you trying to do?"
In response to this question, Ye Sangen and Yan Yan unanimously chose to remain silent, feeling quite resentful under the "gazing" of Ye Xie's lifeless eyes.
For this woman who showed no fear in the face of all the Taoists, the first thing people outside the hall thought of was the verbal battle with the "heroes" half a day ago.
"Who is speaking?"
It’s that same question that must be asked before speaking. It seems that as soon as this sentence came out half a day ago, what awaited them was all kinds of "Tao" truths that they couldn't accept.
Ye Wansui was still extremely well-behaved in front of the second sister. This time, he lost his previous arrogance and said softly: "Taishan sect, Shi Gandang."
Out of the minimum respect that should be given to the deceased, Ye Huanmei was naturally not afraid of this young Taoist priest from the Taishan Sect. He spoke cautiously, but his peripheral vision was always turned to the corpse on the ground, and he could not hide the grief and indignation in the corners of his eyes.
Ye Xie'er had a sharp ear and pointed in that direction, "If you dare to say it, I dare to admit it. My brother didn't mention it to anyone. How come it has become his fault when it comes to your mouth?"
After being dismissed by the leader, the young Taoist priest no longer evaded, "Ye Donor just came and said that Wudang was wrong, without any evidence, and then he took the initiative to excuse Wudang. This was completely subjective. How could he not Let us wonder if the Night Benefactor didn't take the opportunity to disrupt the unity of our Taoist sect and disturb the stability of our Taoist sect."
"Where does the so-called disrupting the Taoist sect come from?" Ye Xiayou turned to the young Taoist priest who was practicing Taoism in the dream, "You can't eat randomly and you can't talk nonsense. My younger brother also said this morning that he wants the Taoist sects in the world to be of the same mind. Dear seniors, All the real people have the same tone, and they think my brother is too loud. How come now, when this Taoist priest says that the Taoist sect is one, he is not afraid of upsetting other Taoist priests?"
Shi Gandang, a young Taoist priest from the Taishan Sect, did not need to squeeze. He automatically moved out of the way of those who were blocking him. He walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "I am not as good as the female donor in her ability to articulate words. I just discuss the matter. The donor was not sure about her position just that night. I can’t compare to Yi’s abilities.”
"Before the truth is revealed, everything is speculation. The evidence is not conclusive. We can only find some clues in what we see and hear, so the conclusion drawn is naturally not conclusive. The so-called position may not be true..." Ye Xiaer paused. After a pause, he continued with something profound in his words: "Is it possible that the Taoist priest can directly tell who the murderer is based on this corpse?"
The young Taoist priest Shi Gandang laughed, put his hands into the sleeves of his wide robe, shook his head and said, "I don't have the ability."
Ye Xiayou sneered, "Then my brother is here?"
However, Shi Gandang showed an intriguing expression. His eyes, which seemed to have never been opened, were turned towards the crowd behind him, "None of us can do it, but I heard that the Kanxiang Pai has the ability to follow the cigarettes to create magic. Other people's spiritual bodies can occupy other people's spiritual consciousness and know what others are doing. With such magical power, I think I should be able to see some inner secrets."
The young Taoist priest looked at the Taoist nun in white at the back of the crowd outside the hall, smiling broadly.
"Why don't you ask the two Taoist nuns to move over and give it a try?"
Shi Gandang, who bowed slightly and politely, invited, but his tone did not allow him to refuse.
Why does it seem like this young Taoist priest is deliberately pushing the obscure Xiang Kan sect into front of everyone?
Ye San Geng thought so.
