The rebels were planted in the hands of a group of Lian Yong in the mountain town, and the waves were not alarmed, Zhang Yingquan originally wanted to keep a low profile, and did not want the attention of the Yamashita government, but the paper could not contain the fire, and the news spread quickly, and they couldn't cover it, and they all said that the mountain town volunteer group was mighty, and there was a man who was brave enough to open the door.

The official family report is often bizarre, saying that the rebels were scarred when they left the camp, and after entering the mountains, they were hungry, and they were close to the mountain town almost begging. This is an inference that conforms to common sense after the official collation, and excludes a lot of nonsense, such as what: the sound of gunfire is as endless as fried beans....... During the field battle, the rain was pouring down, and the musketeers in the mountain town were still the same, and the charge was ...... fire. Ridiculous! Not the slightest. This is clearly a trick by the people in the mountains, a trick to blind the eyes, and a trick to cover the ears, or they are dizzy, and no one believes them when they say it!

Of course, it was unanimously agreed that the rebels did not deserve sympathy, and that the poor people must have something to hate, and they deserved it!

The general of the Quzhou Mansion of Fentun learned that the small mountain town of Jinxian County actually practiced a fierce battle of bravery, and after investigation, it was still in the register, and the leader was the fledgling general of the town, and it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, but unfortunately the mountain town was too small, and all the young and strong people were less than 100 people. He immediately ordered the attaché to draw up an oral commendation order, and explicitly ordered the general manager of the foreign affairs committee of Shanzhen: If there is a danger of bandits and military disasters, the first person to guard the pass is the first term, and he must not slack off, otherwise the military law will be engaged in the clouds. It's a legitimate assignment to you to defend the pass! Nothing else is your business.

The paper order was passed up the mountain, Zhang Yingquan disdained to read it, and it was all like a fart in the crotch of his pants - two forks!

The Zhang family and Wu Neng have no enmity, they are afraid that Yuelan will be bullied by the rebels, so they send people to protect them in disguise, and they are not lazy in eating and drinking, after all, they were almost a family, and they are not "kidnapping", the misunderstanding is needless to say, and it will be resolved when they see Old Man Huang's face.

How to arrange the more than ten people brought by Wu Nengjing? It just so happened that Zhang Yingquan made a water-driven crusher a few days ago, which can beat corn stamens and sweet millet into powder, and then ferment them to make feed and open pig farms and chicken farms. In this way, you can improve the life in the mountains, make money, and resettle a large number of the old, weak, sick and disabled that the factory does not want.

As for Wu Nengjing, he arranged for him to join the Volunteer Regiment, first participated in firearms training, and prepared to let him act as the head of the tactical coach, after all, there are not many people who have experienced the rain of bullets, and he is the only one who understands field tactics.

The firearms trading and construction of the factory at the other end of Hangzhou are handled by Zhan Dalian's shopkeeper behind the scenes, and they are also going smoothly, so there is nothing to worry about.

As soon as he settled down, Wang Xiaofeng came to look for him, and he was chattering again.

"Yell the sixth master looking for me?"

Nod.

"Where?"

The orchid's fingers are tilted to the west.

"Outside the West Gate?"

Nod.

"Hey! Sixth master, don't you just come in directly, when will you see outside? ”

"Your little brother is a big name now, and it's really a little difficult for me to find you, brother."

"What?"

"It's a long story......"

After the year, there were indeed changes in the mountains, the first major event, the great Zen master of the Qinghai-Tibet Temple passed away, this is a great event, when he died, he said to his disciples: 'The only unfulfilled wish, failed to listen to the Tianlai Zen sound of the master outside the party. ’

What does that mean? Do you want Zhang Yingquan to go to the temple to sing?

The second thing is that the Han bandit village has changed, and the big boss suddenly fell ill and died! Many people say that they let the old monk take it away, because when he was alive, the two of them had a fate, and the great Zen master failed to achieve positive results several times, and it may not be necessary to carry it away when he returned to the West.

The third thing is to roar six and return to the vulgar and take over as the master of the cottage.

"Congratulations! All expectations. ”

"You're welcome! The brothers pushed me to support the cottage, which is also mundane! Uncle Shi said that fate is a Buddha, I packed up my robe, and returned to the world, now this identity can not step into the gate of the mountain town at will, this is a division, and I hope to understand. That's right! My uncle, who is now the chief presiding officer and also the great Zen master, Master Huining, let me ask you to come and have three important things to discuss with you. ”

"Aren't you vulgar? Why do you still eat both monks and laymen? ”

"Joke! Joke! This is also the last time to climb the Qinghai-Tibetan Temple, and it is not appropriate in the future. ”

Zhang Yingquan put on his guitar, took on his small long hair, and roared six to the Qinghai-Tibet Mountain, as for the folk legends that those who are not to the Buddha do not climb the mountain, just laugh and laugh, it is a trick to scare the villains, and the people of the demons believe in their fate, and they are unpleasant.

The presiding officer Huining, went to the stone steps early to greet him, a group of monks and laymen lined up on one side, and the temple still put on this pomp when he greeted the monks of Lingyin Temple last time, which was to treat Zhang Yingquan as an important guest.

"Donor, please!"

"You're welcome, I'm just a layman, invited to go up the mountain, it's an honor! I heard that there are three things to teach, and I asked the master for guidance. ”

"Hehe, this first thing, the Great Zen Master of Duhua."

"I am prepared for chanting, but I don't know how to ......"

"Tomorrow, the donor only needs to play and sing the "Great Compassion Mantra", and the master will make a wish on his deathbed, but when he hears the sound of Zen music, he will indeed become a Buddha. That's the first thing, and the second thing, let's talk about it tomorrow! Hehe. ”

In the morning, the clouds and mountains are covered with fog.

Where the Buddhist temple back mountain, generally is the place where the monks rest, the back mountain of the Qinghai-Tibet Temple, also erected several earthen pagodas, the crossing site is in the open space in front of the earthen pagoda, there is a simple singing altar set up in the open space, Zhang Yingquan sits in the center of the altar, plays the guitar, sings the Tianlai Zen sound, surrounded by a group of monks, the slope in front of the firewood, the curtain tent and the remains.

Nan Wu, drink Ratana, Doro Night,

Nan Wu, Ah Yaye,

Brahmatri, Shimmering Bowl,

Bodhisattva Bhavaya,

Mahasabhavaya,

Maha, Garun Nigaya,

…………

Zhang Yingquan looked at the scriptures and sang, he didn't dare to take off the script, he was familiar with the rhythm but couldn't remember the words, he usually sang nonsense, probably just find a pitch, anyway, no one understands, not today, especially in front of a genuine master, you must not make a mistake.

And all the monks can chant the scriptures with their eyes closed, if the rap scriptures have existed since ancient times, chanting the scriptures is like singing, otherwise where does the word chanting come from? But when I heard such rhythm, accompaniment, chanting and chanting Buddha like clouds, I saw it for the first time in my life, and I admired it! Presumably Heavenly Court sings like this, right? The real Tianlai Zen sound.

At the beginning, Zhang Yingquan was singing, the monks were chanting, and gradually everyone mastered the rhythm of the tossed and turned rhythm, and they also sang it out, and the voices were harmonious.

Misty green smoke, crackling ...... dry wood.

A ray of sunlight shot through the gap in the clouds to the Qinghai-Tibet Temple, and in an instant, the light was shining, the vision of heaven and earth, the chief presiding officer Huining pointed to the light and murmured: "It's open!" ”

Who has done this? Enlighten the mountains and rivers.

In the evening, Huining invited Zhang Yingquan to his meditation room, where in addition to the couch, there is still a Buddha statue, the so-called green light and yellow scroll, Huining reversed the serious expression in the temple.

"The donor should be at home, don't be restrained! I have an object here, and I would like to ask the donor to take a look at it. As he spoke, he took out a cloth wrap from the box in front of the altar, unfolded it and looked, wow! What a knife!

A short knife with a single-sided blade, there are traces of forging on the knife body, and the hammer print is stacked like fish scales, neat, regular and shaped, forming a dazzling pattern, Zhang Yingquan saw this knife for the first time, but he has heard of the origin of this knife countless times.

"Damascus knives?"

"Exactly! It is the masterpiece of your grandfather when he was alive. ”

"Who is the master?"

"The flesh is mortal, and Han Jingshi is born."

"Huh? Han Xiancheng! ”

"Many things, the heavens and the earth turn, the clouds and smoke in the eyes, Amitabha! This knife has been with me for more than 20 years, and it is time to return to the Lord. Since then, I have dusted off the last strand of troubles, and I have no regrets. Amitabha! ”

Zhang Yingquan didn't expect that Master Huining was Han Xiancheng, and in the past 20 years, it has only been a blink of an eye, people are and things are there, but his mind is no longer there.

Fortunately, the master has a way: fate is a Buddha.

Twenty-two years ago, Han Xiancheng, the heart was high, couldn't stand this nest of gas, after being robbed, did not return to his hometown in Qiantang, he was investigating this illusory 'trespass on the general's camp' behind his back, according to the soldiers who knew about it, within a month before and after the 'trespassing' incident, the general was not here at all, an empty camp, there were few people at all, who was interested in trespassing? The gap between the magistrate and the existing county is an open matter, so it won't set up such a low-level scheme to harm people, right? Later, I got the answer from a little father-in-law who left Beijing to buy and sell, and the big eunuch took a fancy to this treasure knife, and conspired with the county magistrate to stage a knife grabbing record, a greedy treasure knife, a dissident, hit it off, as for the old Zhang family, it became a Liwei prop in a standard, which is the inevitable fate in the accident.

This is too unscrupulous and lawless, right?

Han Jingshi's heart was horizontal, anyway, he had no official and no position, he was willing to cut his body, gathered a few nonsense people who had already had a friendship with dog meat, and when a group of people left the ground in Hangzhou, they attacked the official ship where the big eunuch was sitting at night, looted the gold and silver treasures, took back the treasure knife in his hand, and hung a big eunuch on the mast of the ship. What's even more hateful is that this beating doesn't slap people in the face, who is the eunuch? The emperor's people! It is said that if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, this is like slapping the emperor's face. Which remaining object in the crotch of the eunuch's pants is much more sensitive than the big girl's buttocks, which does not involve chastity, but about Gangchang and Huangwei, the eunuch who purifies himself and is loyal to the emperor is actually exposed naked on the mast, where does the royal face exist?

Afterwards, Han Jingshi had nowhere to hide, escaped into the mountains, and donated all the gold and silver to the Qinghai-Tibet Temple, willing to take refuge in Buddhism, seek a collapsed land, a year later fell as a monk, the master gave the Dharma name 'Huining', the evening drum and morning bell for more than 20 years, through the world, no joy, no sorrow, no enmity.

He had long wanted to return the knife to his master, but he couldn't find a suitable incision, and Zhang Yingquan's song "Great Compassion Mantra" sang out of the destined person.

Master Huining has learned the art of understanding faces in 20 years, but when he saw it for the first time, he saw that this Zhang Yingquan is by no means an ordinary person, good and evil in one thought, this son is set to Mahayana, is it good? Is it evil? I really can't see it.

That's it! This knife has been immersed in the hall of green lights and yellow scrolls for twenty years, and it is time to go with fate.

The sword returns to the Lord, and creation makes people .......

This third thing?

"Hehe, there's another thing that is unbearable. We'll talk about it tomorrow! ”