The late night joke made Ye Xiayou, who had a somewhat solemn expression, smile, and attracted the attention of two great monks squatting outside in the corridor who didn't know what they were doing.
The great monk, who couldn't rest for a moment, had been very stable these past few days. Even in the middle of the night, he wondered whether the two of them had changed their gender.
However, considering the unreasonable and domineering temper of his eldest sister, it is understandable that these two monks are so obedient.
Looking at the sky through the eaves of the corridor, the sky on the mountain has a unique flavor regardless of whether it is cloudy or sunny. Of course, the great monk cannot see or feel it.
The two of them looked at Ye Xiayou and Ye Sangeng and turned around again, looked up at the sky, Yi Shui sighed and said: "Why don't we just go over and have a fight? Why do you people have to think so much, are you tired?" "Yishan also echoed,
"Don't tell me you want to overdo it. My head hurts after hearing it too much. Oh, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the fist is the biggest. Whoever disobeys will have his mother fucked." After all, these two are not peaceful people.
In fact, those who know the basics, such as the late night relationship with the two great monks, have a clear idea of their temperaments.
Even though they were shouting about beating each other every day, these two great monks, who were not shy about eating meat and drinking alcohol, had never committed any murder in their entire lives.
Seven years ago, the two of them insisted on joining in the fun and saw a murderer on Xiudefang East Street in the capital. These two great monks, who did not abide by the precepts and rules and only valued the cause and effect of Buddhism, were confused for several days. In the end, they were given a wake-up call by their master. Wake them up.
In the middle of the night, he joked meaningfully: "Maybe it will be like that year again, and it will cost people's lives." The two great monks turned back at the same time again, their eyes were contemptuous, the corners of their mouths were almost turned to the back of their heads, they stretched out their thumbs and pointed downwards Turn it over and make it uniform.
Ye Xiayou suddenly said: "If what that Taoist priest said is true, Taoist priest Liu Fulu of Qingyuan Sect, Taoist Priest Huang from Wuliang Palace in Qianshan, and Taoist Li Ji of Meihua Temple in Huzhou, if this murder case against Taoism is related to Fuying's visit to Fuying years ago If several sects are connected, then only the Laoshan sect should be left."
"Is it just a coincidence?" Ye San didn't believe that the murderer could be such a disciplined person. If someone could figure out the rules so easily, wouldn't it be a joke to go to such trouble to do those things?
"Perhaps the murderer ignored this point because of his trust." Ye Xiayou saw it thoroughly.
"In the past few days, the murderer has chosen to kill all the time during Youshi, which shows that he is also a stickler for rules. The four Taoist sects did not agree to their request, so it makes sense that they would kill them one by one. There are already three of the four families, and they are very different tonight. I will go look for the Laoshan Sect." Although there is currently a non-existent solution to deal with unknown events in the mountains, in order to avoid future mishaps, it is necessary to be more thoughtful and prepare for a rainy day.
.........We went to find Zhang Jiue in the middle of the night to explain our purpose, and Zhang Jiue naturally agreed. In the past few days, it was not impossible that he could not help but feel the excessive intimacy that this old man had towards him. The mere change of names made him a little confused.
I couldn't ask the question, so I could only let him go. Zhang Jiue was well aware of the late night proposal, but he was also a little embarrassed.
The veteran who once guarded the Wutian Zhufeng Pass looked embarrassed and said bluntly that there was not enough manpower. It's hard to imagine that such a high-ranking sect, which only monitors fifty or sixty people from outside the sect, can't coordinate. It's really unbelievable.
This is the fact. What I have seen in the mountains in the past few days, excluding those Taoist sects outside the mountain, seems to be that there are indeed only a handful of them. This does not include the inner sect disciples who patrol the mountains, cook, and do chores. If you think about it carefully, Thinking about it, all the people around the Taihe Hall were Taoist priests whose names they couldn't pronounce but who looked familiar to them.
After Zhang Jiue said this, he suddenly realized this problem in the middle of the night and became confused immediately.
This Wudang Taoist sect, not to mention the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if there were several previous dynasties, it was still the leader in Taoism among the few in China. There was one time when they competed for the first place in the ancestral court three times in a row. Such a feat was also unparalleled among the Taoist sects. rare.
The sect that has been followed for thousands of years suddenly said that its followers are few and far between. This is absolutely unbelievable and difficult for anyone to accept.
But the facts were in front of him, and Ye San asked in confusion: "Where are the people?" The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are different from pure martial arts. They have teachings in their hearts that others do not understand.
Taoism teaches inaction, Buddhism teaches compassion, and Confucianism distinguishes between wrong and right. It has been passed down for thousands of years to have rules and regulations.
They are divided into internal and external, just to increase the inherent sense of superiority of the inner disciples. If the outer sect has no access to the mysterious teachings within the inner sect, the inner sect will naturally feel superior to others.
Buddhism is okay and pays attention to saving all sentient beings. Except for some eminent monks who are unable to enter the world, these monks have a fixed time to promote Buddhism and seek cause and effect in the world of mortals.
Confucianism goes even further. All kinds of knowledge need to be taught. When preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts, one does not dare to classify people into three, six or nine. Teachers, teachers, masters, masters are first. The teachings of those who are the first to be born do not dare to rely on their talents and be arrogant.
Only Taoism dares to call the heaven and earth with a cud dog. In this way, it seems to be above all things, invisible and intangible. It is really like an immortal sitting high in the clouds. In fact, the base is empty and the castle is in the air.
Therefore, it also caused the isolation of people in the inner sect who did not care about worldly affairs. After Zhang Jiu'e, who had been a mountain guard for half his life, took over Wudang, he discovered that what his senior brother left behind was a mess, but it was not much worse. The angry sect is struggling to support itself with a flower stand that has been passed down for thousands of years.
For no other reason than it confirmed what Yan Yan said a few days ago.
"Wudang has become increasingly slack in recent years. Sitting on the top mountain of Taoism, it cherishes its broomstick. Even Tai Chi has been practiced as a method of self-cultivation. Dare I ask, except for the most promising Taoist priest Jiu'e who took over as the leader, and only the shape but no heart With the Tianshu Sword Formation, what is left in Wudang?" Onlookers may not know clearly, but those in charge must be confused.
It is absolutely impossible for something that has happened in the world for a thousand years in the mountains to happen, but being out of touch with the world for a long time has brought about the loss of what to do now that I am in jail.
At the Ascension Altar in front of the Taihe Hall, I only found out after asking all the way in the middle of the night that the new leader went to Qiyunshan Taoist Sect after returning from the back mountain. Naturally, he was advised to leave as soon as possible and not to cause trouble.
However, when I saw Zhang Jiue in the middle of the night, I saw a helpless look on his face. I guess he was in trouble.
Thinking of this, Ye Sangen once again felt sympathy for this veteran who took over Wudang when the building was about to collapse.
Tracing back to the origins of the Qiyun Taoist sect, the first person to preach in Jie Mao, a mountain that is level with the clouds of the Nine Heavens, was a member of the Wudang sect. Tracing back to the origin, the two sects are not only related to the same sect, but also share the same ancestor and sect.
Even so, it was a disappointment. It was strange that Zhang Jiue was not worried. This veteran Taoist who had no complaints in his heart did not hide anything from him, and recounted the general situation after he took over the Wudang Taoist Sect.
The current shortage of disciples in Wudang Mountain is ultimately due to the missing Zhang Jiuding.
Because of Han Youyu's series of misdeeds outside the mountain, Wudang's remaining good reputation has been overdrawn by more than half, and coupled with the covert protection of the deposed leader Zhang Jiuding, some upright disciples of Wudang sect can't stand it and dare to Too angry to speak, most of them ran away.
This is quite reasonable. Ye Sangeng naturally understood that it was just that things had already happened, and it was easy to do things in hindsight, but doing it would make people feel disgusted, so Ye Sangeng did not comment on it.
It's just that in the middle of the night, he was thinking about whether to tell Zhang Jiue everything he knew now, so as to prevent him from being kept in the dark and thinking wildly all day long, which would not be a good thing.
Standing at the entrance of the Ascension Altar, there are friendly clouds and mist next to it. The wind on the mountain has not been too strong these days. The thick clouds are accumulated and thick and billowing. It is like being in a fairyland, which is fascinating.
Otherwise, the great monk who accompanied him here at midnight would have climbed over the stone fence, trying to catch the handful of elegant clouds.
Zhang Jiu'e sighed and said: "Not only Wudang, I have mentioned to several fellow Taoists in the past few days that in the past year, they have also had incidents of inner disciples returning to secular life. Alas, I feel sad when I mention it. I miss me. Taoism has been around for thousands of years, but it is so sad to suffer such a disaster when the luck of the Taoism is so thin." In the middle of the night, he suddenly remembered the Fuying New Sect mentioned by Shi Gandang, and after thinking about it, he began to guess whether it was related to the Taoist religion. This sect has some inextricable connections.
The third update of the night asked: "Does Taoist Master Jiu'e know that Fu Ying wants to establish a religion in our great Zhou Dynasty?" Apparently he didn't know that at this time, Zhang Jiu'e was a little confused.
"If the Fuying people don't establish religion there, why would they come to our Zhou Dynasty?" Ye Sangen thought for a moment, but chose to tell everything in full, and told everything he knew at the moment, including the plans and suspicions of the few of them together. Tell them all to Zhang Jiue.
About Zhang Jiuding, about Han Dingtian's family, about the establishment of the Fuying religion mentioned by Shi Gandang, about Yue Qingfeng's current actions, about the response to the frequent murders in Wudang, about Jiugongyan, the Fuying woman, everything, even if Hu Feizhen once saw Li Jidao The headmaster finally met Xie Jinzhi from Xiangxi School, who had clues from hearsay, and even in the middle of the night, every detail was leaked.
From beginning to end, the cause and effect are detailed. So much so that after saying a few words, my mouth felt a little dry in the middle of the night.
The old Taoist priest looked solemn for being so open and honest in the night, and all the speculations in the past few days seemed to have cleared up.
But it is limited to this, just reaching out to push away the clouds and fog, and it is still out of reach of the truth. However, the old Taoist is content with it. It is better than being kept in the dark and asking questions. After all, it is his own sect. He is not clear about what happens under his nose. So, wouldn't it make people laugh?
The old Taoist bowed down and spoke respectfully.
"Thank you to the third young master and the second young lady for helping each other regardless of their previous grudges. I, Wudang, will definitely live up to this kindness. If there is any mission in the future, all the people in Wudang..."
"Hey, hey, hey." Ye Sangeng interrupted quickly. This statement that usually appears in biographies is nothing more than the same nonsense as Shi Gandang's, all kinds of oaths about going through fire and water, without saying whether there is any basis for this kind of statement, as if he hopes that he will find out something in the future.
Nonsense. During this period of contact, he also understood that Ye San was more humane. Zhang Jiue thought about it again and again and decided to be honest with him.
Zhang Jiue's face was still solemn,
"Third Young Master, please come with me." Ye Sangeng was a little confused, and Yishan on the side also turned to look. Don't think that this great monk is just having fun and ignoring Ye San Geng. Looking at his current position, I am afraid that Zhang Jiu'e really has ulterior motives. He is fully confident that he can protect Ye San Geng at the same time with a fierce attack. one strike.
But at this moment, a voice came from under the Baizhang stone platform.
"Together." Their eyes were drawn over, and they saw Zhang Sanfeng, a topless Taoist priest, and Zhang Yun, a little Taoist boy riding a leopard, gathered on the Ascension Altar.
They are less than three or four feet apart. When did these two people get together? Ye San Geng's eyes flashed. He didn't know everything that was happening right now, so Ye San Geng didn't dare to let those words get out.
As if he could tell that he was jealous in the middle of the night, the topless Taoist priest who madly called himself Sanfeng three times grinned and said: "It doesn't matter, if I have bad intentions, I will let it go no matter what, so that I won't have to meet you face to face." Apparently it was Zhang Sanfeng who had just made a hexagram and handed the tortoise shell and several copper coins in his hand to his only disciple.
"I know what this old guy wants to do, and it happened to be arranged by me. If you don't believe me, just ask him." Ye Sangen looked at Zhang Jiue seriously.
The latter seemed to have made a lot of determination and fell to his knees with a plop, regardless of whether anyone would see him.
"Please protect Wudang, Third Young Master."
