Chapter 3, Mid-Autumn Festival
For more than a year, I didn't know who my surname was, and I heard the abbot mention that he was familiar with the light skills he had performed, which was undoubtedly a life-saving straw found in the ocean.
The abbot saw it really, and explained: "Since the new emperor succeeded to the throne, he has long had the intention of rejuvenating the military and defending the country, but the decline of Wensheng and martial arts has reached a hundred years, although the country is rich and the people are strong, but there is no force to recover the lost land, the prosperity of the world martial arts has also declined, most of the rich and noble families, wealthy families, and even ordinary people are also complacent about having a show of talent at home, and do not feel proud of having a general. ”
"Now the border is in danger, but there is no conscience to use, and the top and bottom of the cloud country are like embroidered pillows with their appearance. You can step on the fire without leaving smoke and smoke, and the soldier's spear is stabbed without injury on the battlefield, and the speed is as fast as the wind passes without a trace, which is one of the family martial arts of the former general of Yunguo and Jiang Jinjiu. ”
Listening to the abbot's words, he suddenly became enlightened and hurriedly asked, "What about now?"
The abbot sighed, "Now... When he galloped across the field, the frightened Jiang Jinjiu was already dizzy, sick, and the perennial battlefield expedition was already sick in bed, leaving only one breath. Jiang Jinjiu's son is currently the official of the Jiupin City Gate in the Middle Kingdom, responsible for leading the guards guarding the city gate, this person's name is: Jiang Cup Stop ......"
The abbot frowned, looked at every beginning, and said, "When that child was young, he had some similarities with your appearance. Jiang Cup has three sons and one daughter, the youngest son Jiang Youdrunk all day long, but he is very smart, he likes to travel, and few people know what he has learned. The eldest son, Jiang Zhidrunk, has only had to be fur for three years, and his character does not like official roads, and he is happy to cultivate the fields in the idle fields. The second son, Jiang Fei, is drunk and down-to-earth, and what he has learned and understood all year round should also be excellent, and he is the seventh county in the court. ”
I was speechless for a while, how many monks are there in this monk, and how can I have such a strong ability to gather intelligence?
Every time he was puzzled, the old abbot looked at him with his beard and laughed, as if he had seen through his whole person, and it seemed that these words were deliberately given to him.
Why do you feel that this old man wants to yin me?
"Jiang You's drunk, how long do you have to pretend?" the old abbot smiled and broke through every original identity.
Sure enough, people are old and fine, and I haven't figured it out in my life, but he knows everything.
But it's okay, I finally know what my identity is in this life.
"Hmm...... This matter is a long story," he laughed at the ear.
"Baldness?" said the abbot suddenly.
"Bald, bald" Xiao Mida suddenly saw the abbot's face change, his heart was worried, and he was busy with ten ways.
"If you want to go down the mountain to practice, you need to be strict with yourself, temper others, spread the Dharma, and benefit the common people.
Bald Neng trembled and replied: "Back to the abbot, the little monk does not dare to go down the mountain, and is willing to stay in the temple to copy the scriptures and recite the Buddha......"
Bald Hui hurriedly walked over and whispered in his ear: "Your shout just now is something that everyone heard......
“......”
Bald Neng sweated wildly, and muttered: "It's the abbot, the little monk takes the order." ”
The abbot soothed his eyebrows and said to each of them: "The Dharma Tuna method in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the I Ching Golden Zen Technique, and the Seven Lotus Buddha Angry Sword Recipe are the only ones in the temple. Remembering that you are a descendant of General Jiang, meritorious service to the country, if others look at it, you will not die, martial arts are prosperous, you secretly drink the medicinal wine that has been stored for many years to enhance internal strength, and learn the superior martial arts in my temple. ”
"Leave the scriptures and go down the mountain, if you let the old man know that you are working for the tiger outside, do you remember the top of the lighthouse?"
The old abbot's words are like the ringing of the bell of the empty mountain, and the sentences are like the final sound of the hammer, if there is no strong and unparalleled internal force, there will definitely be no such sound power.
Damn, so strong? suddenly changed like a person!
Whenever the beginning of the heart is not afraid, but the body and limbs can't stand the pressure from the voice, and unconsciously, it is already sweating through the back.
At the beginning, Xiao Mida left.
Seeing that the incense pillar on the incense case was about to burn out again, the old abbot took three more sandalwood sticks and lit the candle, closed his eyes and read: "I hope that my Buddha will bless these two people, relieve the people of Li from fire and water, stop the smoke of the troubled times, calm the dark tide of the four seas, reshape the prosperous era of the clouds, and finally correct the results, Amitabha." ”
At the main gate in front of the temple, Bald Hui's crying expression made every time he saw his eyes fall to the ground.
Bald Neng took the package dotted by Bald Hui, and listened to Master Bald Hui's repeated instructions to take care of yourself outside, don't forget the rules of the master's door, if you have to come back early, etc., the two monks are one big and one small, hugging their heads and crying.
After a while, I was reluctant to give up, and then I parted my arms and walked down the mountain.
......
As the day became more and more westward, Xiao Mida walked in front of him, walking straight towards the peach blossom forest.
Every time I felt strange at the beginning, the peach blossoms that bloomed in March and April, now in August and September, it stands to reason that they should have been defeated a long time ago, but the peach forest in front of me is abnormal, the peach blossoms are still in full bloom, and the fruit is even stronger, which is indescribably weird.
There is only one intact family in the peach forest here, and almost all the other neighboring families have also declined.
"Xiao'er, are you here?" Xiao Mida stood outside the peach forest, shouting at the eaves that leaked out of the corner of the peach forest.
This sound alarmed a white fox in the forest, the white fox was the size of a raccoon cat, a pinch of hair on his forehead was like peach petal red, and the rest of the hair was snow-white, and the front and rear paws and the puff on the nose were indeed very good-looking.
"Xiaoxian is not at home, who are you?"
The fox tilted its head and closed its mouth as if it were replying.
"Amitabha, the fox actually said human words?!" Bald Neng was very surprised, and folded his hands in a strange way.
"And where did she go?" asked Bald again.
"I'm going to get the medicine, I can feel your kindness, if you want to wait for the fairy to come back, then wait here" The little fox wagged his tail and got into the tiled house in the forest.
On the wooden couch in the tiled room, there is a seventy-year-old man, the furniture in the house is simple, but it is also clean and neat.
Bald can see that the old man's face is pale, as if he accidentally suffered from the wind cold in the autumn, the wind evil entered the body and the body was weak, so he fell ill, and he was anxiously thinking that it was the 15th of August, and every household was preparing to enjoy the moon at night, and Yunjing City must be busy and abnormal, and at this time I was afraid that going to seek medical treatment would delay the old man's condition.
He has been reciting Buddhist classics since he was a child, and he knows that this body weakness and evil cold can't be delayed, and touching the top of the old man's head has become more and more hot, and he hurriedly said: "No senior brother, this old man needs you to use internal force to force out the cold in his body, otherwise the condition will worsen, and the Chinese medicine will come and then decoction treatment, I am afraid that it will also damage the vitality and reduce the life expectancy." ”
"I don't know how to heal, how can I treat him?"
Every time I was full of doubts.
"Don't sell Guanzi, I heard the master say that the I Ching Golden Cicada Technique has the ability to penetrate the true Yuan meridians of the whole body, since you have learned it and drank the medicinal wine in the temple, I don't know how much stronger the internal force is at this time......"
"Yes, stop ......" every time he first heard it, the little Mida was determined to save people, but he always felt that this matter was strange, after all, the fox can speak, the peach blossoms bloom in September, this kind of thing is weird everywhere, but the old man is a real life, and he can't stand idly by.
He stepped forward, took off the turban on the old man's forehead, helped the person up, urged the internal force with both palms, resisted the old man's vest, and guided the air flow in the old man's body to run according to the guidance gong in the I Ching Golden Cicada Technique, and the meridians blocked by the cold air were all connected in a short time.
The old man hiccuped twice, let out a few farts, sweated profusely on the top of his head and all over his body, and his face looked better.
I didn't expect the I Ching Golden Cicada technique to be so easy to use, and I couldn't help but be happy at the beginning.
Sure enough, it's a baby, the old abbot really gave it a treasure!.
"Sweat has come out, the qi and blood are usual, and the clogged cold has turned into a fart, you also heard it"
Every time the old man was covered with a quilt and walked out of the house, thinking about what this bald girl should look like, who would have thought that all the way down the mountain said that it was very good, very lovely, very cute, very beautiful, a little girl, I actually saw an old man, and I was cured for a long time, and I consumed my internal strength......
"But then again, I also blame myself for being too curious, you say, tonight Yunjing plays with the moon, watches the tide rises, puts river lanterns, tastes pastries, appreciates shadow puppetry, drinks wine and reverses poetry, watches the show, goes upstairs to admire the moon, looks for Qingying, how many rich daughters and beautiful women can't watch, run to see a little girl, this is simply ......!"
Forget it, who doesn't have a first love or something?
This bald energy is moved by true feelings......
He thought about it for a while, and then Bald Neng came out, and after leaving a note, he reluctantly left.
He just cares about being dirty, how do he know that he is eight years old, he is still a minor, he doesn't know love at all, he just likes someone and has a good feeling.
Standing at the foot of Yunjing City, I once again remembered the scene when Ye Luguo's spy was stripped naked by him and hung on the city gate, and I couldn't help but feel funny.
was about to enter the city, but was stopped by a city guard, looked at him for a long time, took out the portrait in his arms, after comparison, the city guard hurriedly knelt on the ground, respectfully said: "Jiang Gongzi, the lord has been looking for you for a year, where have you gone......? Huh?!"
Before he finished speaking, every time he dragged the bald energy to perform light skills, the two afterimages flew into the city.
The procuratorate is a product, and a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, Lin Wanqiu, can be said to cover the sky in Yunjing.
Lin Mansion Neitang, the son of Lin Wanqiu, Lin Zhidong was weak and old, born with a pair of triangular eyes, listening to his subordinates whispering in his ears for a while, he suddenly slammed the table, and said angrily: "This kid is not dead yet!?"
"I heard that the kid has amnesia, as if he has changed people, except for not learning and not learning as before, he doesn't remember where his home is, and he is looking for people all the way to inquire, I don't know why there is a little monk around him......"
The slave hadn't finished speaking, but he heard Lin Jindong say in a strange manner: "Go and check, there is eyeliner in the procuratorate, tell Liu Supervisor's Office, Jiang Youdrunk is still alive, re-investigate his whereabouts for more than a year, I want to see if he really has amnesia, or pretending to be confused." ”
The slave said yes and walked out of the inner hall in a hurry.
"The son of the nine-pin guarding the city gate also dares to take classes in the same private school as me to steal the limelight, and also talk about the world, so that the students look at each other differently, it is your fate to live or not die"
"Tonight, Yunjing's most grand moon-appreciating poetry party, I think who else dares to steal the face of this son"
"Listen to the top card in the Snow Pavilion, I'm going to make a decision tonight!"
After Lin Zhidong finished speaking, he laughed a few times, walked out of the Lin Mansion, and dozens of thugs followed closely behind him, went straight to the river, stepped on the big boat that had already been ready to stop, and stood on the bow of the boat with a folding fan, squinting back and forth at the warblers and warblers on the flower boat, only to feel that the happiness of life was just like this.