Chapter 3 The Underground Palace (1)
According to the method taught by the "predecessors", Dao Yan easily opened the door lock of the underground palace, secretly thinking that this was not much different from unlocking with a key, so he locked the door lock again, returned to the tower to clean up, and checked again to make sure that there was no trace before returning to the bed. At this moment, it was dark outside the tower, Dao Yan closed the tower door and then lit the fuel lamp, the "little guy" slowly turned over and got up, Dao Yan saw that it was a little more energetic, so he hugged it, carried the lantern and walked towards the dungeon, and the two took some food into the dungeon. Although Dao Yan did not enter this underground palace many times, in addition to the five sarcophagi and a wooden coffin in the center, there was only a statue of the god and Buddha enshrined by the monks on each wall, and at this moment, on top of the sarcophagus in the middle was an iron box covered with sheepskin that the abbot and the general had put in a few days ago. After the two finished eating, Dao Yan gestured and told the "little guy" that for its safety in the future, it could only hide it in this underground palace, and the "little guy" said nothing at first, and Dao Yan had no choice but to use the coke in the brazier to draw a portrait of Daohua on a white cloth and tie it to his head, pretending to arrest the "little guy", and after tossing for a long time, the "little guy" finally nodded pitifully in agreement, and then tore the portrait of Daohua on the ground with his claws like a vent.
Dao Yan looked at the "little guy" blankly, and suddenly thought that it was better to agree on a password, even if someone entered the underground palace in the future, as long as he did not send the password in advance, he could let the "little guy" know that he was not looking for him, and he needed to hide. But what kind of code is it good to use, Dao Yan saw that the hair of the "little guy" was black and white and distinct, so he thought of the Taoist yin and yang fish pattern, so he said: "Wuji and Taiji." Tai Chi moves and generates yang, moving poles and stillness, static and generating yin, and static poles removing. One movement and one stillness, each other is its root. In the future, we will call you with 'Tai Chi' as a meeting code. I thought: This Tai Chi theory originally belonged to Taoism, and this temple is full of Zen Buddhas, and no one is expected to guess it. So I tried it out with 'Tai Chi' a few times, and after seeing that it understood, I chased and played with it again before returning to the tower.
Seeing that it was almost late at night, Dao Yan was ready to take 'Tai Chi' to the well to fetch water and breathe by the way. Along the way, Dao Yan found that the ear of 'Tai Chi' was extremely sensitive, and every time he heard something moving, he raised his eyes to look, and he could always find some gophers and night owls along the way.
When he returned to the tower, Dao Yan found that it was as time-saving and labor-saving as the last time he fetched water, and secretly thought: The sarcophagus that the "senior" said has another "mystery" Why does it only work for me, and I must ask for advice when I have the opportunity. Dao Yan plugged in the tower door, picked up the 'Taiji' and entered the underground palace, and opened the lid of the wooden coffin without a sarcophagus, but found that it was not as laborious as it used to be. Dao Yan had long found that there was no body in this coffin, but it was covered with a thick brocade quilt, and it was still soft as new after a long time, presumably it was a high-quality thing. Dao Yan put 'Tai Chi' into it and wanted to leave, but saw it looking at him pitifully, as if it was going to cry as soon as he left, so his heart softened, and he stepped into the coffin and hugged it to sleep together.
"The little monk is quite bold, he can still sleep peacefully in this situation, which is really rare in the world." The "voice" sounded faintly again.
"The seniors laughed, the little monk is just an ignorant and fearless." Dao Yan Dao.
"It's not an exaggeration to say that you still have a lot to learn. The deity asks you, do you want to know where your life came from? β
Dao Yan was shocked when he heard this, afraid that he would wake up, so he quickly calmed down and asked, "Since the predecessors know the life experience of the little monk, why did they only tell me today?" β
"The deity also found some clues between the conversations with you in the past few days, and I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't confirm your life experience until you entered this underground palace and were seen clearly by the deity."
"The seniors can actually see the little monk? And where are the seniors? Dao Yan asked in disbelief.
"Didn't the little monk guess that the deity was in this iron box a long time ago, but why did he forget it at this time. The deity can see you only after you enter this underground palace, which is built according to the tantric method of confinement, and the deity can only see the things in this underground palace. Did your little pet have a wound in the back of the heart and was bandaged with a white cloth by you? And whether you yourself have a moire on your back, but it is as black as a birthmark. The "voice" said slowly and unhurriedly.
After hearing this, Dao Yan was convinced that this "senior" could indeed see himself, especially when he said that he had blue and black cloud patterns on his back, even in the White Pagoda Temple, only a few people knew about it, and he never exposed his back. So he asked: "Can the seniors tell me the origin of the little monk's life, the little monk must be grateful, and thank you in advance." β
"It's not a hurry, if you really want to know your life experience, there are many opportunities, but the deity can tell you in advance that your life experience is extraordinary, and it is really unpredictable whether it will be a blessing or a curse for you after you know. The deity gives you a chance to think about it, and if you are sure to know your origins, then open the iron box and put your hand into the 'Great Might'. β
The surrounding fog was filled, and Dao Yan stretched out his arms but couldn't see his hands, so he squatted down, trying to touch the ground under his feet with his hands, but unexpectedly, his palms passed between his feet, as if he was in a dark cloud. Dao Yan slowly stood up, took a tentative step forward, at this moment can no longer distinguish the direction can only be desperate, found that the feet can be steady, so he took another step forward, leaned over to touch the surroundings, this time Dao Yan found that in addition to his feet seem to be able to focus, the surroundings are like air. Dao Yan ran a few steps forward, thinking: What the hell is this place? Am I in a dream again? While he was thinking wildly, a familiar "voice" sounded in his head: "You have finally come, it seems that people's curiosity about their own life experience cannot be stopped by any danger." β
"The seniors are really here, but why can't the little monk see the seniors?"
"Hehe, what a cunning little monk, I don't know the way to get out of this 'illusion' and just say it, you are still very tender to play such a little trick in front of the deity." There was a contemptuous mockery in his tone.
Dao Yan thought to himself: "This 'senior' is afraid that he has had some tragic experience, he seems to contradict others everywhere, and he thinks very highly of himself, but he is indeed wise, and it is really not easy to get along." I just wanted to defend myself, but I was afraid of angering the other party, so I had to reply respectfully, "What the seniors taught is that the little monk knows that he is wrong, and he still hopes that the seniors will give advice." β
"Hmph, think about it yourself, if you can't think of it, you will be trapped in this 'illusion', and you should be punished for being clever." Then he was silent.
After hearing this, Dao Yan thought to himself: "This 'senior' temper is too weird, he is polite and polite to him, but he is becoming more and more unreasonable, and now he is guilty of his desires for no reason, if he really can't think of a way to leave this 'illusion', he will really die here?" I couldn't help but feel a nameless fire, but I immediately relieved myself, worried that the old disease would recur, and I fainted in this unknown realm.
Dao Yan tried several ways, but he couldn't find an exit, and in this cloud that he couldn't even see at his fingertips, an inexplicable sense of depression arose. Dao Yan didn't dare to sit down, so he had to stand and close his eyes and chant to calm his mind. After a while, I only heard Dao Yan say loudly: "Thanks to the guidance of the seniors, the little monk has found a way to leave the 'illusion'." β
"Hmph, it's not too stupid, what does Xie Benzun do, the method is what you thought of yourself, since you know it, why don't you come over quickly, when do you want the deity to wait for you?" Although the tone was stern, it seemed to contain a hint of praise.
After a long time, "You can open your eyes." The "voice" said lightly.
Dao Yan then opened his eyes, and his scalp tightened suddenly, so he hurriedly held his breath, his heart beat involuntarily faster, his hands clenched into fists, cold sweat broke out in his palms from time to time, and his eyes looked at the mighty and terrifying giant beast in front of him motionlessly.
Seeing that Dao Yan was shocked, but it was not very strange, and sneered: "Does the little monk think that the deity should be the kind of fairy-like appearance in the painting with white hair and hair, fairy wind and bones, and kind eyebrows?" β
Dao Yan felt that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly saluted: "Seniors, please forgive the little monk for being rude, just now the little monk has the guidance of the seniors, close his eyes and look for the 'figure' in front of him to get out of the 'illusion', I thought that the 'figure' is... β
"Is it the deity?" Qi Qi asked rhetorically.
"Exactly, the predecessor said that this place is related to the life experience of the little monk, and the little monk did think that the predecessor you have a great relationship with the little monk, but when I saw it, I knew that it was just a delusion." Dao Yan said calmly but with a little disappointment.
"That figure is indeed related to your life experience, is there a relationship, is it delusional It's hard to say now, do you know who the deity is?" Qi Qi asked.
"The little monk is brave, the predecessor is the ancient contained in the ancient book... Jinni? β
"Huh, gods? The little monk has learned to be polite, yes, the little monk knows a lot, the deity is the great ferocity that you Chinese people have passed down from generation to generation, are you afraid of the little monk? In the end, Qi Qi leaned over Dao Yan with a mouth full of fangs, as if he wanted to swallow it in one gulp.
When Dao Yan first saw Qi Qi, he was really shocked because he had never seen this strange beast in legends in his life, but at this moment he had regained his calm, and thought: This Qi Qi was very proud when he said that he was a murderer, as if he liked that everyone was afraid of him, and he really deserved the word 'fierce'. So he said: "The little monk was afraid when he first saw his predecessors, but now he is not afraid." β
These words seemed to arouse Qiqi's curiosity, so he asked: "What did the little monk say, what was he afraid of when he first saw him, but why is he not afraid now?" β
Dao Yan sighed, and said with a little regret: "The little monk has been lonely since he was a child, and finally met the seniors who were willing to talk to me in this remnant tower, and there was still a trace of fantasy in his heart, but after seeing the real body of the seniors, the illusion was shattered, and he was afraid of the lonely scene in the future, but at this moment the seniors were still talking to the little monk, and the loneliness was not there, and he was not afraid." β
Qi Qi was silent for a long time, then got up silently and said in a low voice: "The deity will take you to understand your life experience." β
In Nanping Mountain, although it is the depths of winter, the sky is still drizzling. Sun Quan's camp was heavily guarded, and the soldiers on patrol walked in and out of the camp gate from time to time with weapons in hand. In the big tent, a short and fat old man in green clothes, with long hair and a kind face was standing between a stone bed and a bamboo couch. The old man first turned to look at the person on the bamboo couch, reached out to probe the other party's forehead and snort, and then gently covered the person with a brocade quilt. When he turned around and was about to examine the man on the stone bed, he found that the man had woken up.
"Zilong, don't turn, the wound on your face hasn't healed yet, wait for the old man to examine it for you first." The old man hurriedly got up and took the medicine box.
"Mr. Lao Lingbao bothered." Zhao Yun said softly, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Zilong doesn't have to be polite. Your voice sounds no different from that of the general, but after the wound on your cheek heals, I am afraid that even Huang Shank will not be able to see the slightest flaw in your appearance when he sees you. Ge Xuan said as he untied the white cloth that was tightly wrapped around Zhao Yun's face and carefully examined the wound on his cheek.
Although there was still some bruising on the cheeks, there was generally no major problem, Ge Xuan asked Zhao Yun to blink tentatively, move his mouth and nose, and after seeing that everything was easy to deal with, he reached out to check Zhao Yun's pulse.
"Zilong is really a national warrior, and he can wake up so quickly under the murderous osteopathic disappearance technique of the old man, no wonder even that Cao Mengde was shocked by you in the first battle of Changbanpo, and the general is afraid that he has a dragon god to protect his body." Ge Xuan seemed to laugh with Zhao Yun.
"Mr. is too famous, Yun just wants to not miss the great cause of the lord, and do his best. Mr. is a master in the world, great wisdom and wisdom, if there is an opportunity in the future, please ask Mr. to teach him. Zhao Yun said modestly.
"Then we need to talk about it in the next day, if this plan can be achieved, the old man will travel again, whether he can see everything again in the future depends on chance. You will recuperate and recuperate, and it will not take many days for you to recover. Ge Xuan got up and left the military tent.
In the main account, Sun Quan frowned, and turned over the books on the desk with a little anxiety. Lu Su stood at the door of the tent and looked at the gate from time to time, and suddenly saw Ge Xuan coming in, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Mr. Lingbao, how is the progress?" Ge Xuan smiled slightly and said, "General Zilong has woken up, and he will be cured within three days." Lu Su was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly invited Ge Xuan into the account. At this moment, Sun Quan had also stepped down from the case, and when he saw the looks of the two, he knew that the matter had been successful, so he invited Ge Xuan into the seat. After being polite to each other, Ge Xuan said: "Now that the matter of disguise has been completed, General Sun can inform Zhou Dudu to make him feel at ease to prepare for the follow-up plan, but I don't know how the sacrificial wind platform is going?" βγ Lu Su hurriedly said: "Two days ago, Zhuge Kong Ming sent someone to report that the sacrificial platform has been completed, and now he is stepping up the practice of sacrificial methods, please rest assured." Ge Xuan twisted his white beard and nodded: "Now it depends on whether General Zilong can successfully take the 'Heavenly Sword'." β
A few days later, in the main account of Cao Jun's Yangtze River Water Village, Cao Cao sat in the middle, the civil and military were lined up on both sides, and the 'Huang Gai' held the treasure 'Dawei Ruyi' and knelt at the bottom of the steps. Cao Cao smiled and said, "The last time General Gongfu came, many people admonished me, saying that the general had surrendered by fraud. Today, the general not only did not break his promise, but also brought this treasure to me, which is enough to show his sincerity in submitting to me. The war is imminent, I often worry that this treasure will be destroyed in the war, and now the heavens borrow the hands of the general to make it complete, which shows that God bless our army. Today, all the generals and officials are resting, and tomorrow they will quell the rebellion, the world will be peaceful, and they will share the wealth. After the dinner was over, and everyone left, a thin old man with a bald head and long hair slowly appeared from the shadows like a ghost.
"I'm going to bother Mr. Komeito tonight." Cao Cao said in a low voice while staring intently at the 'Great Wei Ruyi' on the desk in front of him.
The old man nodded slightly, and then disappeared into the shadows silently like a ghost.
At midnight, in the cabin, Zhao Yun lifted the three marked floors as agreed, and jumped lightly into a mezzanine below that could only accommodate one person. After a while, the copper plate under his feet was slowly pulled open, and a wet skin bag poked out of it, Zhao Yun reached out to take the skin bag, and after blowing it full, he took a deep breath and dived into the water below. After Zhao Yun turned back the copper plate with his hand, the other person opened the wooden plate under their feet, and the two of them dived into the river at the bottom of the boat. After sneaking for a long time, Zhao Yun followed the man into the bottom compartment of a giant ship.
With a flash of firelight, Zhao Yunfang saw that it was an old man who answered him, and secretly admired in his heart: "The river water is cold to the bones in the depths of winter, and I still need luck to breathe for a while. β
"If you go up here, you will be in the outer chamber of the treasure room, the sword will be in the inner chamber, and the old man of the outer guard will be in charge of handling it, and he will come back here to find me when the matter is completed." The old man said softly.
"Excuse me..." Zhao Yun was about to continue, and the old man made a silent movement.
"Zilong, don't worry, Ge Xuan has already told me that there is a Huarong Ancient Road in the northeast of this place, if she insists on not going with you, I will send her here." The old man said softly.
"So, thank you, sir." Zhao Yun thanked him gratefully, stretched out his hand to scratch the copper plate above his head, and jumped into the outer chamber of the treasure room.
Zhao Yun saw through the window that the 'Yitian Sword' was placed upright on the sword frame of the Zhu case in the middle of the inner room, and the two sides of the Zhu case could not see clearly because of the vertical curtain. Zhao Yun opened the wooden door softly, and just after taking a few steps, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded from behind the curtain. Zhao Yun froze for a moment, and with the elegant sound of the piano, a soft female voice slowly came into his ears.
"If you can come here, you must also be a capable person, why don't you submit to the prime minister if you are so good, otherwise you will lose your life, and it will be a pity if you have great skills." The sound of the piano stopped, and a foreign-looking woman dressed in Hanfu and with amazing beauty slowly walked out from behind the curtain of the pendulum.
"General Huang, you can escape the surveillance of Mr. Gongming, you are indeed a rare talent, no wonder Sun Zhongmou will let you take care of the 'Great Power Ruyi', now your plan to surrender has failed, Sun and Liu have exhausted their qi, it is better to sincerely submit to the prime minister." The interracial woman said lightly.
Zhao Yun closed his eyes and was silent.
"In that case, then let the prime minister dispose of it." With that, the alien woman turned around and went back into the curtain.
At this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly grabbed the alien woman from behind, the alien woman was startled, and was about to call for help, Zhao Yun hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, and whispered in her ear: "Wen Ji, go with me." β
Cai Yanmei looked at Zhao Yun's eyes with round eyes, and several emotions flashed in her eyes one by one, so she slowly stopped struggling, and Zhao Yun let her go.
"For Liu Xuande, you are really willing to do anything, that 'bitter meat trick' is to cover up the cloud pattern behind you, what kind of spell can even change the appearance and voice." Cai Yan said coldly.
"It's inconvenient to go into detail at this time, I will tell you in detail in the future, please follow me when the time is urgent." Zhao Yun pleaded again.
"Let's go, it's okay, then we'll go back to the Western Regions and Tong'er, Guang'er will live in seclusion and don't ask about the world for the rest of his life?" Cai Yanmei stared at Zhao Yun with affection and hope, and asked softly.
Zhao Yun was silent.
"Hmph, General Zhao, I want to think about your clichΓ©s about the people of the world and the emperor again. In your heart, the love of husband and wife and the safety of our mother and son are not as important as your righteousness. You have your righteousness, and I have mine. The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, do what you want to do" Cai Yan said coldly, his words full of sadness and resentment.
Zhao Yun had no choice but to take off the 'Heavenly Sword' and tie it tightly to his back, tear off the hanging curtain to wrap Cai Yan in it, and tie the 'Jiao Weiqin' with a brocade belt outside, and then carry her out of the inner room.
Back in the back room at the bottom of the ship, the old man was already waiting in it. Seeing that Zhao Yun actually brought out the 'Jiao Weiqin' together, the old man couldn't help frowning.
"Zilong, this Xuannu clan's soul charm is not as effective for others as it is for you." The old man's words were slightly angry.
Zhao Yun said apologetically: "Sir, this qin is a relic of Neiko's father, and it is annoying... Before Zhao Yun finished speaking, the old man spoke again: "Zilong, don't blame the old man for talking too much, such a long relationship between children and daughters will eventually cause endless harm." Without saying anything, he took Cai Yan on his back and jumped into the secret passage.
In the middle of the night, the east wind was blowing, and the riverside sacrificial wind platform was colorful, and a white light rose from the ground, and the Cao soldiers on patrol thought that a vision had fallen from the sky, and they looked up one after another. In an instant, white light fell, and everywhere it passed, there was a burst of fire and wailing, and then everything was in ashes.
"Little monk, do you want to be such an ordinary hero?" Qi Qi asked.
"What about the heroes who are ruined." Dao Yan replied coldly.
"The boy is arrogant and ignorant, you will not understand what it is like to be helpless until you go through some miserable encounters, and then don't cry and cry for the deity." Qi Qi said angrily and disappeared into the fog.