Chapter 968: Treasure of Luck (6)
Huang Chao has to receive a lot of Confucian people every day, and he doesn't have time to ask everyone's name, anyway, people with ability will always stand out, and he will naturally know the other party's name when the time comes. Just like this Zhu Sheng, before Huang Chao had time to make people pay attention to the report, he found something for himself and "stood out".
His friend Meng Sheng was quite happy and said: "Qiqi Taishi, the boy's name is Meng Longtan, and Zhu Sheng's name is Zhu Xiaolian......"
"Ahh Although our dynasty no longer has a system of inspection, it is also very interesting to name it Juren, so you can go. Huang Chaole said. Meng Longtan and others also laughed, and the dynasty called people "filial piety", and the name Zhu Sheng gave a good head.
Needless to say, Zhu Sheng, the unlucky child, was definitely stirred into the story of the "painting wall". In the original work, this Zhu Sheng did not write his first name, Zhu Xiaolian should be an honorific title, but he is actually a person surnamed Zhu. Now to Huang Chao, Zhu Sheng directly becomes "Zhu Xiaolian", which is also simple and clear.
Meng Longtan and others found Huang Daochang and explained the situation, so Huang Chao went to treat Zhu Xiaolian after ending the Zhou Mansion.
"Now that your mind has been shaken by people, your spirit has withered, why did you fall into the way of others? Are you a womanizer who has been fascinated by the celestial demon hue in the mural? Huang Chao saw Zhu Xiaolian's pale face and asked unceremoniously.
Huang Chao has brought great corrections in this world, at least the true Confucian disciples, not yet lust and soul teaching. Zhu Xiaolian's face darkened: "Although the student lacks talent and morality, he also knows the truth of being a person, and he is self-cultivation and self-cultivation. He recounted his experience, but it turned into a bitter drama.
He saw a beautiful woman on the mural, loved her beautiful posture, but also affectionate and polite, who knew that the world turned itself to the mural, there was an old monk preaching Buddhism. Beside him was the beautiful girl with drooping hair, who dragged him away and invited him into his boudoir.
The story has gone to a fork in the road here, with Huang Chao teaching that Zhu Xiaolian is not a stupid person with a good brain, and he follows the other party into the house to achieve good things. Instead, he explained his identity to the other party, he was a scholar from the outside world, and he mistakenly entered the mural and asked her to tell her to leave the way. The girl was very curious about the outside world and wanted Zhu Xiaolian to take her away.
But the falling flowers are ruthless, the flowing water is intentional, Zhu Xiaolian is jealous, but the girl is very curious, because there are guards to control the passage, Zhu Xiaolian can't get out for a while, so she can only hide in her boudoir temporarily......
"Young man, you're so naΓ―ve, if you get close to each other, you will definitely have a good impression. The girl must be in love with you, right? Huang Chao rolled his eyes, he had already seen the routine of the illusion, and sure enough, the temptation of hue could not be achieved, and people would also take the emotional route, which moved these young men and finally accepted them.
In the short description of Zhu Xiaolian's blushing, Huang Chao understood that after some temptation and getting along, the relationship between the two people gradually became closer, the girl fell in love with Zhu Xiaolian, and Zhu Xiaolian was also moved, but there was still a little vigilance in his heart. After a few days in the illusion, the two of them were very familiar, at this time, there was a golden armor god patrolling, the girl died in order to save Zhu Xiaolian, and countless dogs were separated from life and death, Zhu Xiaolian was embarrassed to say, and Huang Chao didn't want to hear it.
A mural swept away Zhu Xiaolian's mind and made him feel emotionally wounded, even if he understood rationally that it might be all an illusion, but the real heartache in it made him difficult to let go. He felt that he had killed the girl, and this guilt gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake, and his mind did not belong, and his body became weak.
"You still have a future, and although your will is not iron, you are not a fool either." Huang Chao said with relief, "I'm afraid the other party wants you to have an epiphany on the spot, see through the red dust, abandon the world, and turn a promising scholar of my Confucian sect into a thief." You endure this kind of mental trauma, but you deliberately don't use the Dharma theory of emptiness to liberate you, so your will is quite firm. As expected, as soon as you give birth to the idea that everything is empty, the spirit will quickly calm down. β
Although Zhu Xiaolian felt disobedient to a Taoist priest who was ashamed to say "I am a Confucian", he was in a bad mood and couldn't think about it anymore.
Zhu Xiaolian had tears in his eyes, but when he heard this, he showed gritted teeth and resentment: "That's right." As soon as I thought about it, I immediately felt great peace and relief, and the other party wanted to use this way to transform me, but he harmed the beautiful woman, and I will definitely not give up with the thief. β
Huang Chao sighed in a lofty manner: "The word love is the most harmful, she is obviously an illusion!" Zhu Xiaolian's face trembled, and he sighed deeply: "But she is rooted in my mind, hovering, in my heart, she is extremely real." Is such a woman really just an illusion? β
"Good boy, you can sleep first, and let Dao Ye come and talk to the other party."
Huang Chao drew a tranquilizing talisman in the void and entered Zhu Xiaolian's body, and Zhu Xiaolian immediately fell into a dreamless sleep. Huang Chao immediately recited a mantra in his mouth, walked around the house, and laid down a pure heart formation with spiritual energy, and at the same time, he could also sweep away the evil aura in it.
After that, Huang Chao took out the peachwood sword and burned out a yellow talisman, and the tip of the sword was covered with a layer of clear light, which was as shiny and warm as flowing water, which made people happy to see it. He pointed at Zhu Xiaolian with a magic sword, and this clear light of the ice heart of the god covered Zhu Xiaolian's body, and the light shone on him seven times, and then the brilliance was restrained, and from then on he could safely protect the other party's mind.
On the one hand, his spirit is "emotional wound", which is a psychological problem, Huang Chao can use conversation to channel, but on the other hand, it is a fragmented secret injury, and his mind is ingested into the illusion, and unconsciously, the seed of Buddha nature has been planted. Huang Chao was in his heart, and he could feel the faint Buddha chanting, the other party was hidden and hidden, and the effect was weak, and it was precisely because of the injury to the soul that it could play a role.
Otherwise, he will forcefully "degree" Confucianism, and Haoran righteousness will naturally backfire on him. And now, Zhu Xiaolian was first moved, and naturally entered the illusion, and then suffered a setback in his feelings, and Buddhism "comforted" such a frustrated person, so there was no worry. All kinds of calculations are no different from the devil's way.
Even if Zhu Xiaolian gets rid of the Buddha's light, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cheer up, this is not an ordinary emotional injury, but it is infinitely amplified in the soul caused by magic, he did not have a mental breakdown, and immediately "enlightened and became a monk" has made him determined!
"Zi said: Learn and learn it, don't you also say ......" "The rich and noble can't be lewd, the poor can't be moved, and the mighty can't bend ......" Huang Chao injected a righteous qi formed by a literary atmosphere, which triggered a reaction in Zhu Xiaolian's heart, Confucian classics continued to emerge, and Zhu Xiaolian's memories of daily thinking, introspection, exploration and practice also rolled up.
At this moment, he thought of his own responsibility, remembered the pain of the people in the world, and remembered the great ambition of opening up peace for all generations.
"That's a lot of work." Huang Chao smiled, saw that his condition was stable, and got up to leave.
(End of chapter)