Early the next morning, Xiao Xiong led the Einsatzgruppen to climb quickly along the path to Yunshan.

He learned from the reply from the commander's department that Tang Boyin, commander of the 100th Army of the Third Theater, led the 19th Division to capture Niuhang, Jiaoqiao, and Lehua stations in the northern suburbs of Nanchang City at dawn today, cut off the Nanxun line, and bombarded Nanchang City. The Commander's Department commended them for their fearless spirit of sacrifice in order to cooperate with the combat operations in the theater, and promoted the officers and men who died in the battle, such as Ouyang Cunfeng, Ma Changyong, and Liming, to one level and gave them heavy compensation.

A few days later, the Ninth Theater launched a fierce attack on the Hirano Detachment, the Eto Detachment, and the Yamano Detachment of the 14th Brigade of the Independent Mixed Brigade of the Devils in northern Hunan on the basis of information on the movements of the guerrillas behind enemy lines in the Third, Fifth, and Ninth Theaters.

Due to the cutting off of logistical supplies, these troops were unable to replenish ammunition and supplies in a timely manner after participating in the continuous attack on Changsha, and they were defeated and retreated one after another under the fierce attack of the Nationalist army. At the beginning of the Battle of Changsha, our army, which was passive everywhere, was able to stabilize its position and began to organize men and horses to prepare for a counteroffensive.

Xiao Xiong and they came to the most beautiful place in Yunju Mountain - Baihua Valley, where the scenery is beautiful and beautiful, everywhere are waterfalls and flowing springs, cliffs and caves and valleys, and hundreds of flowers bloom on the hillside, birds sing and flowers are fragrant.

Along the way, the group visited the Hongjue Dojo, the footprints of the immortals, looked at the Guanyin Mirror, went to the Feilai Stone, and especially the Wulongtan Waterfall was even more amazing.

I saw the five dragon pools, the spring waterfall rushed, the clouds and mist changed, the five streams of water flowed down, the ups and downs hit the rocks under the cliff, the water roared, deafening, the torrent impact all the year round, the granite has been washed into five natural deep pools.

And the first pool is like a fairy leisure bathing basin, so it is also called a fairy bath. The fifth pond is called the fire dragon vortex, the water of the pond is cold and pressing, galloping and roaring, deafening. Dozens of steps down the pond, the stream hits the cliff and rushes down the mountain, forming the largest waterfall in Yunshan, with a drop of more than 80 meters.

Xiao Xiong led everyone up the mountain and came to the outside of Zhaozhou Pass. They saw a white Tallinn, which was the Fatalin of the Venerable Pagoda of the Founding Patriarch of Yunju Mountain, such as Zen Master Daorong and Zen Master Daoying. There are dozens of thousand-year-old ginkgo trees planted in Tallinn, 18 of which are said to have been planted by the second generation of the temple's senior monk Daoying Zen Master, and have a history of more than 1,100 years.

Because the monks of Yunju Mountain respect the ancestral teachings, they pay equal attention to monks and farmers, only to see the terraced fields cultivated by the temple, and the green grass and shrubs on the hillside are forested.

There is a stream circulating along the hillside, the water color is clear and blue, it does not dry up all the year round, it is called Bixi. It is said that it was built by the Buddha seal monk in the Song Dynasty, called the Buddha Seal Bridge, and the flying frame is on the Bixi. Xiao Xiong walked to the bridge and saw a stone tablet on the side of the bridge engraved with a poem written by Su Dongpo: "If you want to discuss your heart with Li Bai, the water is murmuring under the Bixi Bridge." There is a boulder on the bank of the stream, on which is engraved the words "Talking Heart Stone". The stone is clear and smooth, the water under the stone is murmuring, the ancient tree next to the stone is thick and shaded, it is said that because Su Dongpo and the Buddha seal monk had talked about the scriptures and the law here, so it got the name.

Xiao Xiong and everyone were indulging in this beautiful landscape, when suddenly there was a sound of bells ringing not far away.

Xiao Xiong was very surprised: Hasn't Zhenru Zen Temple been burned down? Why is there still a bell ringing?

Everyone hurriedly quickened their pace and ran towards the Zhenru Temple at the top of the mountain.

Everyone climbed to the top of the mountain, but there was a scene in front of them. The peaks here are towering, in the middle is a small plain dam that is open and swinging, all over the gardens and lakes, just like a big city, and like a blooming lotus, so people call this place the lotus city again.

According to records, at the beginning of the Tang Yuanhe period, the Daorong Zen master who practiced meditation at the southern foot of Yunju Mountain, accompanied by Sima Toutuo to visit here, saw that here "surrounded by peaks, the outer wall stands like a thousand thousands", but among them, it is "calm and one side", "the ground is flat like a palm, the lake is clear like the realm", then Zhaoji Temple, the original name is "Yunju Zen Temple".

There is a lake water in front of the temple again, the long flat is like a mirror, the arch guards the temple gate, the lake is shaped like the moon, so it is called Mingyue Lake. Whenever the red is rising, the golden light is rippling, and the temple is shining; At night, when the moon is in the sky, the lake is full of bright moon, reflecting the image of the ancient temple of Liancheng, which looks extremely quiet.

Before entering the temple, I saw the plaque of "Zhenru Zen Temple" written by Zhao Heng of Song Zhenzong from a distance engraved on the Zhaozhou Pass, which was particularly strong and powerful.

Everyone heard the grandeur and tragedy of the temple bells, mixed with the sound of tight drums, which made people feel a little thrilling, as if there was a kind of warning of a catastrophe coming.

Entering Zhaozhou Pass, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. The majestic temple of Baoxiang in everyone's imagination has become a broken brick wall, and the monk's house that used to house thousands of monks has become a ruin. However, in the former Mahavira Hall, in front of the burned Buddha statue, there are four monks who are beating bells and drums, and the drums and bells are the ones they rang.

Xiao Xiong and the others couldn't help but be enthusiastic when they saw the scene in front of them, and everyone couldn't help but step forward and gather around the four monks.

Xiao Xiong and Li Minghua took the hammers in the hands of the two monks who were beating the bell and drum, and slowly beat them vigorously. In the heavy sound of drums and distant bells, Xiao Xiong seemed to see the smiling faces of Ouyang Cunfeng, Ma Changyong, Liming and those brothers who had sacrificed.

After knocking, they handed the hammer back to the monks.

Xiao Xiong asked the monks suspiciously:

"Masters, hasn't this Zen temple been burned down by devils a long time ago? Why are you still here? ”

An old monk replied:

"Amitabha, donor, although the temple has been destroyed, we are not dead. As long as there is a monk left, we will stay here, clean Tallinn for the ancestors, and wait for this big hall. It is also necessary to rebuild this treasure hall and reshape the golden body of the Buddha. We will continue to ring the morning bell and the evening drum. Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

When Xiao Xiong and the others heard this, they were all moved by the persistent spirit of these monks, and hundreds of people clasped their hands together and chanted: "Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Xiao Xiong excitedly said to the surrounding team members:

"Brothers, these teachers in front of us are good examples for us! Those brothers who died in battle are our role models! As long as there is one person alive in China, we must not allow devils to occupy our country. We are going to defend our country to the death. Although we have made great sacrifices, as long as those beast-like Japanese devils still invade our country, and they do not leave, we will fight them for a day until we drive them out. ”

He turned to the monks again and said:

"Masters, please rest assured, we must destroy those Japanese demons and give you a place to cultivate. We must also rebuild the main hall for the Bodhisattvas, reshape their golden bodies, and make the incense of the Zen temple more vigorous. Brothers, do you have any determination? ”

"Yes!" Everyone's answer resounded in the sky, and the birds who stopped on the broken wall to watch the excitement flew up in shock.

The monks clasped their hands together and bent down to chant:

"Amitabha! May the Bodhisattva bless you, get rid of those oriental demons as soon as possible, and restore my Buddhism to purity. Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Xiao Xiong looked around, saw that this Zen temple is actually very large, he has long heard the masters of Donglin Temple said, this is one of the ancestral gardens of Buddhism Zen Buddhism, once was the place where incense was extremely prosperous, and there were more than 1,000 monks at the most, so the temple used to use a "thousand people pot", very famous.

Xiao Xiong asked the monks:

"Master, are there any houses here that haven't been burned down?"

"Amitabha! Buddha blessed. And, there's. Last time, the Oriental demons really created evil, dozens of halls in the Zen temple were burned down, and hundreds of monks' houses were almost burned. Fortunately, only a dozen or so rooms near the remote part of the mountain are still intact. It used to be a place for monks to practice, and in order to be quiet, they cultivated relatively remotely. It just escaped the catastrophe. If you need it, donors, I'll take you there now. ”

"Thank you, master."

An elderly monk looked at the wounded who were being carried with bandages on their heads and bodies, bowed their heads and folded their heads, and chanted "Amitabha! "Bodhisattva bless!" "Good, good!" , while shaking his head and leading everyone to the back mountain.

Behind the temple is a low peak, there are really more than a dozen wooden houses on the side of the mountain, it seems that the age of the construction is a long time ago, and after the temple was burned down, most of the monks have left, and the house has been renovated for a long time, so it looks very dilapidated.

The monk took the group to a room where clothes were dried in front of the door at the east end, and then pointed to the left hand side and said to Xiao Xiong:

"Donor, this room is now our house, and the others are empty. There's nothing in there, but you can come with me and grab some straw to put on it. It was cold on the mountain, and the injured donors could not be cold. ”

"Then thank you for the mercy of the master."

The old monk shook his head, sighed, and said:

"Alas, these Oriental devils who were cursed by God insisted that there were guerrillas hiding in the monastery that day, and they used planes and cannons to set off incendiary bombs and burned down such a beautiful Zen monastery. More than 100 monks were burned alive. Sin, sin! ”

Everyone followed the old monk and brought a lot of straw and spread it on the ground. found a few abandoned houses that were about to collapse, found a broken table and a few broken stools from them, repaired them, and became Xiao Xiong's headquarters.

Then they took some unburned wood from the burned temples, and put the abandoned houses in place, and used them as kitchens.

Fortunately, some unburned doors and windows were found in the monastery, and they were repaired and strengthened to make some simple wooden beds for the wounded.

At the end of the day, Xiao Xiong and his team of more than 600 people finally settled down temporarily.