The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, illuminating the courtyards of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple. Rui'er went to the Guanyin Hall to worship the Buddha, but Zhu Youzhen was so preoccupied that it was difficult to sleep, so he accepted the invitation of the abbot Shi Yongyan and went to the Dharma Hall behind the Daxiong Hall with Yan Ling to drink tea and chat.

This hall is the Pavilion of the Scriptures, which is filled with rows of large bookshelves that lead to the roof, and the shelves are densely packed with Buddhist texts. Zhu Youzhen curiously took out a volume and flipped through it, but it was a "Chronicle of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", and couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't this Tang Sanzang's work?" ”

Shi Yongyan smiled slightly: "Not bad." This Great Mercy and Grace Temple was built in the Northern Wei Dynasty and was called Jingjue Temple at that time. It was rebuilt in the Sui Dynasty and renamed Wuxian Temple again, but unfortunately it was destroyed in the war. During the Tang Zhenguan period, the crown prince Li Zhi rebuilt this temple in memory of his biological mother, the eldest grandson queen, and named it the Great Mercy Temple.

After the monk Xuanzang returned from the Western Regions, he kept the Sanzang scriptures he brought back here. Because of the preciousness of the classics, Xuanzang was worried about the disaster of fire and water, so he asked the emperor to build the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to collect the original Sanskrit scriptures. The scriptures displayed in the Dharma Hall here are all transcribed copies. ”

Zhu Youjian listened to his introduction and understood the origin of the Great Ci'en Temple and the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. However, he was not interested in Buddhist scriptures, but he was very interested in the original form of Tang Seng in "Journey to the West", and he took the book "Tang Dynasty Western Regions" very seriously.

Seeing this, Shi Yongyan smiled and said: "The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty are to "Prajna" and "Nirvana", just as Tang poetry and Song poetry are to the Four Books and Five Classics. Although it is wonderful, it is not the right way in the end. But I don't know why the donor has a soft spot for this book. ”

Zhu Youzhen said disapprerovingly: "I see it differently from the abbot. The abbot is looking at Boruparami, but I am looking at the geographical location, customs and customs of the countries of the Western Regions. ”

"What's the use of thinking about the outer place, if you don't see it?" Shi Yongyan was puzzled.

"Not really." Zhu Youzhen said jokingly, "My country claims to be the superior country of the Heavenly Empire, but it is closed and self-contained, and knows nothing about the outside world. Let's just say that the Western Regions has been the territory of our country since the Han Dynasty, but now it has been completely lost. It is said that now the official army can't even get out of Jiayu Pass, and I think it's inevitable. If you know nothing about your enemy, how can you win it? ”

"I can't imagine that the donor is keen on this." Shi Yongyan frowned slightly and said, "Please forgive the poor monk for saying bluntly, opening up the territory and expanding the territory is a matter for the imperial court." I don't think the donor is a person from officialdom, so why bother with such idleness. ”

"The abbot is wrong." Zhu Youzhen said solemnly, "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband." Now it can be said that it is a national disaster, if it is still muddy, if you are still a monk for a day and hit the bell for a day, sooner or later you will not even be able to recite the Buddha one day. ”

Zhu Youzhen said this sentence quite politely. He didn't have a good impression of the monks in the first place, but today he felt even more ashamed when he saw Shi Yongyan collecting money through the Fa meeting.

That's why he deliberately made disrespectful remarks, wanting to see what kind of cultivation this monk had, and whether he could make himself angry with a few words. When the time comes, you can ridicule each other: "Isn't the monk going to quit hate?" ”

But Shi Yongyan was not angry, but silently said: "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband!" Donor, this is unheard of. Don't you hear that Zhang Yanghao has a word cloud in the Yuan Dynasty: the peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated, sad that the Qin and Han dynasties were in the office, and the palace was made of soil. Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer! The rise and fall of this emperor is nothing more than the honor and disgrace of a family and a surname, and what does it have to do with the people of the world? ”

Zhu Youzhen was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that he had made the same mistake again, and he had gone through the famous words of Gu Yanwu, a great thinker in the late Ming Dynasty. Thinking that although Gu Yanwu is also a person of this era, he should still be young and has not experienced the pain of losing the country, so he can't summarize this sentence.

It's just that when he said this, he felt unhappy, so he said with a straight face: "'Death of the country' and 'death of the world' are two concepts. If it is just the powerful vying for power, and even changing the dynasty, this is called 'ruining the country', and the harm to the people is still small.

"But if you are like Jianyu and Wakou, who want to cut off my Chinese bloodline, steal my great rivers and mountains, and enslave hundreds of millions of my people, then you are the enemy of the whole world! If they are allowed to succeed, will they not be 'doomed to the world'? Therefore, it is okay to die in the country, but it is absolutely impossible to die in the world, as long as it is a subject of the Ming Dynasty, everyone has the responsibility of defending the land and killing the enemy! ”

Shi Yongyan fell into deep thought after hearing this, and was speechless for a long time. Zhu Youzhen returned that he was not speculative, so he got up from the futon and said, "I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I won't disturb the abbot's cultivation." As he spoke, he was about to take his leave.

But at this moment, Yan Ling, who had been accompanying Zhu Youzhen, pushed him violently! Zhu Youzhen was caught off guard, fell on all fours, and couldn't help but be angry: "What are you doing!" ”

But as soon as he spoke, he saw where he was standing just now, staring at a steel dart with sharp edges!

The steel dart was penetrated through the window lattice, and the force was so great that it was deeply embedded in the bluestone bricks on the ground. At this time, the window was broken, and under the moonlight entering the water, this dart was exuding a cold light, like a poisonous snake about to burst out and hurt people, spitting out letters faintly!

Zhu You was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat when he boarded up, and it took him a while to react and shout: "There are assassins!" ”

Before the words fell, countless sounds of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in all directions outside the Dharma Hall, and then dozens of sharp arrows pierced the doors and windows, all of which struck at the place where Zhu Youzhen spoke!

In a hurry, Zhu Youzhen didn't have time to dodge at all, so he only had to close his eyes and wait for death. But Yan Ling beside him shot like lightning, and instantly drew his sword in his hand. I only heard a loud "clanging bell", and all the arrows were shot down by him. One of them was about to nail the tip of Zhu Youzhen's nose before being slashed to the ground by a sword, which was really dangerous!

But the people outside obviously refused to give up, and in an instant, the second wave of arrows had been shot in. Yan Ling knew that it was not a good strategy to parry here, so as soon as he had an idea, he used one arm to put a bookshelf full of Buddhist scriptures in front of him.

"Tuk Tuk!" The rain of arrows was nailed to the bookshelves, and the confetti flew all over the place. Taking advantage of the short pause, Yan Ling immediately shot down the lamp in the Dharma Hall and whispered to Zhu Youzhen: "Don't make a sound!" ”

Zhu Youzhen's heart was pounding with fright, and he didn't even dare to come out.

After just a moment's pause, an earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted outside: "Kill! ”

Immediately after, countless black shadows rushed in from all directions, slammed through the door, and broke in! The leader was short in stature, dressed in a night-walking suit, and only showed a pair of eyes the size of mung beans, but it emitted an extremely sharp cold light.

And in his hands was an Oriental katana about three feet long, with a slightly curved blade that did not reflect the moonlight!