Chapter 1 The Taoist priest in the old temple
"Is Su Daochang here?"
Outside the gate of the Holy Mother Temple under the old temple mountain, Kang Zishan jumped out of the car and shouted loudly.
This is a temple located outside the Xiaoguan District of Renli, Gong County.
The history of the temple is no longer exquisite, anyway, the temple has existed since the time of the great-ancestors of Kangzi Mountain. According to the older generation, the incense in this temple was very vigorous. However, with years of war and disasters, the temple of Our Lady of God, which was full of incense in the past, has now become dilapidated and has long since declined.
The monks in the temple don't know where they went.
However, about four years ago, a Taoist priest surnamed Su came here and has settled in the temple since then.
The Taoist priest spent money to renovate the temple, in addition to worshiping the original Virgin Mary, and added the statue of Sanqing.
He kept a low profile, occasionally going out to the bazaar to buy something, and spent most of his time in the temple.
He is literate and hyphenated, and he is also very kind.
People from nearby villages asked him to help write letters, and he never shirked. During the New Year's holidays, he would also write some couplets to give away. Gradually, the people in Xiaoguan District acquiesced to his existence and regarded him as a Xiaoguan person.
Kang Zishan, a native of Kangdian, moved from Kangdian to Xiaoguan in his early years.
He is a member of the famous Kang million family in Gong County, but he is not directly related. Kang million, which has been inherited for 18 generations, is very influential in Gong County. The name "Kang Million" comes from the Empress Dowager Cixi of Galeries Lafayette. It is said that when the Eight-Nation Coalition Army entered the city of Beijing, Lafayette fled all the way to the west, and when passing through Gong County, the Kang family repaired the bridge and paved the road, which made Lafayette very happy, so he praised and said: I didn't expect that there was a millionaire in Gong County! As a result, the Kang family has the name of Kang million.
There is a Liu in the east, a Zhang in the west, and a Kang million in the middle!
The name of the Kang family's wealth can be said to be well known. However, it was because it was so famous that it was later exploited by various kinds of exploitation and gradually declined. After that, the children of the Kang family gradually left Kangdian to seek other ways to survive. It was under such circumstances that Kang Zishan left with his family and moved to Xiaoguan.
"Daoist Su, are you here? I'm well-off! ”
The mountain gate of the old temple creaked open, and a Taoist walked out of it.
"Zishan, you shout a ball, this is the Temple of Our Lady, can't you be solemn?"
The Taoist priest was in his early thirties, dressed in Taoist clothes, wearing a hat, and his hands were folded in his sleeves.
He stood outside the mountain gate and spoke an authentic Henan dialect.
Kang Zishan smiled: "A solemn ball...... You say you're a good monk? You have the money to build the old temple, what are you doing in the district, hiding in this wilderness, what do you say? ”
"Something?"
The Taoist priest didn't answer Kang Zishan's words, and said coldly.
"Oh, I just saw a telegram from you at the town's telegraph office, so I brought it to you."
"Telegram?"
The Taoist priest frowned, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He walked down the steps, took the telegram from Kang Zishan's hand, glanced at it, put it in his pocket and turned to leave.
"That's right, thank you!"
"You're polite......
Disheveled!
Before Kang Zishan finished speaking, the Taoist priest had already closed the mountain gate.
"Lao Su, I'll give you a donkey ball and send you a telegram, and you will just say 'thank you'?"
Kang Zishan was stunned for a moment, and then scolded angrily.
It's just that the gate of the old temple was closed and there was no response.
"Young master, why do you say you are doing this? knew that this bull's nose was incomprehensible, and he always ran to be scolded by him. It's okay now, I don't even drink saliva...... You say you, what's this picture? ”
"You know a fart, people call it magnificent...... I'll tell you you don't understand either. ”
Kang Zishan's followers obviously couldn't get used to the Taoist priest's style, and couldn't help muttering. According to his understanding of Kang Zishan, his eldest young master must not be able to swallow this breath. Unexpectedly, Kang Zishan glanced at him, and instead of asking the Taoist priest for trouble, he scolded him back with a word.
"Let's go, go home!"
Kang Zishan said and jumped into the car.
Rolling down the window, he glanced at the closed gate of the old temple again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Is Daoist Su an ordinary Taoist?
He didn't believe it...... In the first year of Su Daoshi's visit to Gong County, he funded the repair of the old temple. At that time, a few hooligans in Shili and Eight Villages were greedy for the money in the hands of Daoist Su, so they discussed to trouble Daoist Su.
Kang Zishan also heard someone talk about this incident by chance, so he paid attention.
Later, the old temple was repaired, but the hooligans disappeared, and I don't know where they went.
Many people thought that those guys had run out to make a living.
But Kang Zishan knew in his heart that those few people had become the rations of the wolves in Laomiao Mountain.
There were a total of four hooligans, three of whom died under the gun, and one was torn off his neck by Daoist Su, and then threw his body into the ravine of Laomiao Mountain. That night, Kang Zishan followed behind the four hooligans and witnessed with his own eyes how Daoist Su turned the four hooligans into dead men with a blank face.
Moreover, he also knew that Su Daoshi had discovered him.
However, Kang Zishan did not make a noise, and Daoist Su did not kill him, and the two formed a tacit understanding so strangely, and no one said anything. In Kang Zishan's eyes, Daoist Su is definitely a master! It's not just his kung fu to kill, but more importantly, he can feel that Daoist Su is a person with a story.
For four years, he had been trying to get close to Su Daoshi, but unfortunately without success.
I won't give up!
Kang Zishan rolled up the window and lit a cigarette......
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Daoist Su's name is Su Wenxing, and he is sweeping the courtyard with a broom.
Hearing the sound of the car engine fading away, he put his broom aside and turned into the compartment.
Although the old temple has been repaired, it is still dilapidated.
Su Wenxing didn't have that much money to repair the entire old temple, except for the main hall and the side rooms next to it, which were barely able to live after simple repairs, the rest of the place was still a dilapidated scene.
The wing room is very clean, a fire kang, a kang table, and a box is placed at the end of the fire kang.
Su Wenxing sat on the kang and took out the telegram from his pocket.
This is a coded telegram, and even if the average person gets it, he can't see anything. How many years has it been since I have seen such coded telegrams? A bitter smile flashed on Su Wenxing's face.
'The geese will arrive, and they will be delivered in person, and they are not known. ’
The content of the telegram, at first glance, was about a goose sale.
But what is the practical significance?
'I will come from Xi'an to visit, there is something very important to discuss, please do not refuse. ’
Well-known or not? There is only one person who knows that he lives in seclusion in Gong County. Who else could contact him by telegram but him? However, I remember the last time we met, he used to say that he was working in a communications group now. What is the specific job, Su Wenxing did not specifically ask.
After that meeting, the two have not been in touch again.
Why is it that all of a sudden a telegram comes in, and there is something important to discuss?
If it was someone else, Su Wenxing might have ignored it. But this person is his only remaining friend and brother in this world. Su Wenxing can ignore other people's affairs, but he can't refuse his affairs.
It's so irritating!
Su Wenxing turned the bead with one hand, and threw the telegram into the kang hole with the other, which turned into ashes in an instant.
After four years of escapism, I thought that I could achieve 'Mount Tai collapsed in front and the face did not change'. But in fact, it was just a telegram that made him feel impetuous. Four years of practice have also turned into water.
"Guanghou, come and see what I wrote!"
In a trance, a woman wearing a cheongsam and exuding an elegant temperament beckoned to Su Wenxing.
Guanghou is Su Wenxing's cousin.
"Youjun?"
"Look, this is the handwriting I just wrote, how about it?"
The woman smiled sweetly, and although she said 'please advise', she had a 'come and praise me' expression.
“*******,*******?”
The woman uses thin gold regular script, but the words are penetrating, and the softness is not heroic, showing extraordinary skills.
Su Wenxing said with a smile: "Good words, Youjun's words are getting better and better, I'm afraid I can't compare." ”
"Hehe, who told you to dance with knives and guns every day, and not study well?"
"Okay, when I come back from this mission, I will definitely listen to you and study hard!"
"I'll wait for you to come back!"
The woman's smile was even sweeter, and Su Wenxing couldn't help but be fascinated.
But suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
The woman who changed into a military uniform burst out of her chest.
She looked at him with wide eyes, still smiling brightly.
"Youjun!"
Su Wenxing couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shout loudly, the heart-rending pain made him unbearable.
Woman, gone.
He was still in the wing, sitting on the fire, but he was in tears.
The feeling of heartache is still very clear. It's been six years, it's been six years, and he really can't forget the scenes of that year.
Su Wenxing was born in a wealthy merchant family in Wen County, Henan Province, and received a good education since childhood.
When he was ten years old, he was taken in by a traveling Taoist priest and studied art for six years. Originally, he could continue this life without worry. But who would have thought that when he was on a study tour, a disaster suddenly struck.
Warlords broke out everywhere, and wars continued.
In a war, the Su family suffered a catastrophe and the whole family was killed.
When Su Wenxing got the news and rushed home, the once gorgeous mansion had become a ruin. Father, mother, mother, and two younger brothers are dead. Although his favorite little sister did not find the body, according to the words at the time, in that chaotic situation, there was more than luck.
Full of resentment, he and his childhood sweetheart embarked on the road of revolution in the south.
By chance, Su Wenxing joined Sun Yat-sen's guards, became a member of the presidential guard, and grew from an ordinary guard to an excellent officer. If it weren't for the series of events that happened later, he would probably be a general in charge of an army by now......
The president died of illness, and the KMT was divided.
His wife, Li Youjun, was killed in an accident due to factional fighting.
Su Wenxing wanted to avenge his wife, but was dissuaded by 'righteousness'. Disheartened, he quit the KMT and began to wander. In 1927, he passed by Sanmenxia and met the Taoist master who taught him martial arts. At the request of the master, Su Wenxing also stayed behind to assist the master in training.
Who would have thought that the flames of the Central Plains War swept Sanmenxia.
Master was assassinated by the Sanmenxia warlord Ren Yingqi, and the army was torn apart.
This also made Su Wenxing deeply shocked, and even began to doubt himself, is it the legendary Mourning Star?
Since then, Su Wenxing has changed into Taoist clothes, taken the monk degree left by the master, called himself Wangwushan Su Daoren, settled in the old temple of Gongxian County, and began his life of incognito and ignoring the world.
After four years of seclusion, I thought I had escaped from the world.
Who would have thought that this telegram would disturb his originally peaceful state of mind.
Perhaps it was four years of cultivation that allowed him to practice the Dao Heart, and Su Wenxing had a premonition that his peaceful life was about to go away.