Zhang Zefang looked up at the peak of Maoshan Mountain and said slowly: "This first legend is about the 'princess's tomb'. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Princess's Tomb?" Wu Zhiyuan was stunned, and as soon as he mentioned the word "princess", he remembered Li Xueying.

"yes." Zhang Zefang continued, "According to legend, there was a princess in the Ming Dynasty, who admired the gods and longed for a Taoist life of cultivating the mind, so she became a Taoist priest and practiced in the Huayang Cave of Maoshan Mountain. ”

"Is the princess that the Taoist chief said the princess of Changping at the end of the Ming Dynasty?" Sheng Wanxiang, who had been listening quietly and had never spoken, asked.

Zhang Zefang looked at Sheng Wanxiang with some surprise when he heard this, and said with a smile: "It is really rare that the evening fragrance girl actually knows the deeds of Princess Changping, but the legendary princess of this princess tomb is not Princess Changping, Princess Changping is the princess of the Ming Dynasty, when she died, the Ming Dynasty has been dead for many years, even if her imperial brother is still alive in the world, it is impossible to have the power to mobilize a large number of manpower and material resources to handle the aftermath for her." ”

"If Huayang Cave is just a suspicious mound where the princess of the Ming Dynasty is buried, I believe that our Maoshan faction will never build a dojo outside the cave, so the legend of the princess's tomb is not true, and the Huayang Festival should refer to something else." Wu Zhiyuan thought for a moment, and then asked, "Master, didn't you say that there are two folk legends?" What about another legend? ”

"Another legend is a bit more true than the former. Do you know the deeds of Shi Dakai, the winged king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? Zhang Zefang asked rhetorically.

"Roughly know, this person is the most proficient in marching and fighting, and he has also practiced a good martial arts, it is said that he finally surrendered to the Qing army and was executed by Ling Chi." Wu Zhiyuan read some books when he was a child, and there was only so much talk about them in the books.

"And did you know that he buried a batch of great treasures?" Zhang Zefang asked again.

"Master didn't want to say that the big treasure buried by Shi Dakai was in Huayang Cave, right?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in astonishment.

Zhang Zefang nodded, but corrected: "It's not what I said, it's a folk rumor." Legend has it that after he buried the treasure in Huayang Cave, he ordered soldiers to bury the entrance of the cave deeply, so that the entrance of Huayang Cave is still obscure. ”

"It seems unlikely." Sheng Wanxiang opened his mouth and said, "According to historical records, Shi Dakai was surrounded and suppressed by the Qing army near the Dadu River, and the place where he hid the treasure was also near the Dadu River, the Dadu River is in Sichuan, and there is still a considerable distance from Jiangsu. ”

"In that case, the legend is not convincing." Zhang Zefang smiled and said, "Then do you want to listen to the legend about Huayang Cave recorded by our Maoshan faction?" ”

"Our Maoshan faction also has a record?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in amazement.

Zhang Zefang nodded again and said slowly: "There is a record in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Maoshan Sect, and it is said that in ancient times, there was a medicine picker named Wu Xuan, who often went up the mountain to collect medicine to make a living. One day, he went to the entrance of Huayang Cave and saw a child playing under the pine tree in front of the cave. It was the beginning of winter, and the child was wearing only a belly pocket, and he didn't feel cold at all. Wu Sui walked over to see, and saw that the child was squatting on the ground playing with three big pearls, each of the three pearls was the size of a child's fist, Wu Sui felt strange, so he asked him whose child he was, the child looked up at him, did not answer, but immediately stood up, ran into the Huayang Cave, and at the same time stuffed the three pearls into his ears, and suddenly turned into a white dragon. Wu Xuan's eyes were quick, he rushed up and raised his axe to chop off the left ear of the little dragon, and at this moment, the little dragon disappeared. ”

After the legend was told, Zhang Zefang sat down on the big bluestone on the side, which was already halfway up the mountain, and there were many fewer pedestrians going up the mountain, Wu Zhiyuan and Sheng Wanxiang also sat down on the bluestone to rest together.

"The legend sounds more like a myth." Sheng Wanxiang is still immersed in the story told by Zhang Zefang.

Wu Zhiyuan was thoughtful, bowed his head and said nothing, this legend itself is indeed a bit miraculous, but what attracted him was not the legend itself, but a certain detail in this legend, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Master, what is the name of the medicine picker in the story you just said?" ”

"Wu Xuan, what's wrong?" Zhang Zefang looked at Wu Zhiyuan puzzled.

"Wu Xuan, Wu Xuan......" Wu Zhiyuan read silently, slowly stood up, and asked, "Wu is Koutian Wu, but Xuan is Zhuo Zhuo?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?" Zhang Zefang saw that Wu Zhiyuan's reaction was a little excessive, and he was also puzzled.

"How could it be so coincidental? Is this just a coincidence? Wu Zhiyuan said in a low voice, with an incredible expression on his face.

"What coincidence?" Zhang Zefang looked at Wu Zhiyuan in amazement, suddenly understood something, and hurriedly asked, "Wu Sui is also surnamed Wu, is it from your Wujia Village?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan shook his head and said thoughtfully: "It's not from our Wujia Village, but it's also from our Wujia Village." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Zefang looked at Wu Zhiyuan in confusion.

"The ancestors of Wujia Village are the two brothers Wu Zheng and Wu Xie, and Wujia Village has only been established for more than 100 years, and the medicine picker Wu Sui in this legendary story is a person from ancient times, he can't be a person from our Wujia Village, but ......" Speaking of this, Wu Zhiyuan showed a look of surprise on his face.

"But what?" Zhang Zefang and Sheng Wanxiang asked in unison, and even Sheng Wanxiang was aroused by Wu Zhiyuan's words.

"But this Wu Sui is the ancestor of everyone in our Wujia Village." Wu Zhiyuan replied in a muffled voice for a moment.

"You mean, the people of your Wujia Village are actually the descendants of Wu Xuan?" Zhang Zefang instantly understood the meaning of Wu Zhiyuan's words.

Wu Zhiyuan was noncommittal, he pondered for a moment and said: "I have seen the Wu family genealogy in the fifth uncle's house, the ancestors of our Wujia Village, the Wu brothers, actually migrated from other places to the foot of Longshan, according to the records in that genealogy, the common ancestor of our Wu family village surnamed Wu is Wu Sui in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the name of the legendary medicine picker Wu Sui is exactly the same, but there is no more detailed record of him in the genealogy, and it is not written whether he knows how to collect medicine or medical skills, so I am not sure if this is just a coincidence in name." ”

Zhang Zefang took a long breath and suddenly asked, "There is a record in your Wu family genealogy that your ancestor Wu Xuan lived in the late Eastern Han Dynasty?" ”

"It is written, and I have seen it with my own eyes." Wu Zhiyuan nodded firmly.

"It seems that this is not a coincidence, none of this is a coincidence......" Zhang Zefang's face became solemn, and he turned his head to look at the location hidden in the forest on the northwest slope of Maoshan Mountain, and looked at the place where the legendary Huayang Cave was hidden. --Watching the door, looking at sexy car models, watching school beauties, watching celebrity photos, please pay attention to the WeChat public account (beauty island search meinvdao123 press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)