Jiuhua Mountain is the Bodhisattva Dojo of the King of the Earth, Ming Hongwu three years (1370), Qingyang Jiuhua and Gushi Jiuhua jointly established Jiuhua Sect, called the East Sect and the West Sect, because the two sects are thousands of miles apart, in 50 years, unless there is a major matter, the two factions rarely communicate. At this time, the thin monk hurriedly joined again when he heard this: "Exactly, I don't know who the young man is?" ”

A cold sentence came from the cabin: "The four of you fold your wrists, get out!" The thin monk was stunned: "Your Excellency can't deceive people too much, how can I be a timid and afraid person in the Jiuhua West Sect?" ”

Zhu Ziping walked out of the cabin, carrying the wine jar in his hand, patted it gently, the wine jar was broken into several pieces, he picked up four pieces, and came out of his hands, and the four monks screamed in unison, covered their right wrists and fell on the boat. Zhu Ziping said in a deep voice: "It is inconvenient to take your life in the downtown area, and if you encounter it next time, you will not forgive." Jiuhua Sect ...... It really deserves to be killed. ”

Another boat rowed here, and the woman in green thanked Zhu Ziping and Yan Yue: "Thank you for saving the hero, the little woman Ouyang Lan knocked on the hero." Yan Yue hurriedly responded: "The girl doesn't have to be polite, it is the true nature of a man to draw a knife to help when she sees injustice." Why is the girl playing and singing here alone? ”

Ouyang Lan glanced back at the cabin, frowned, and said, "I wonder if the little woman can get on the boat?" Yan Yue looked at Zhu Ziping, but saw him leaning over into the cabin, and said with a smile: "Girl, please, the song you played and sang just now is very beautiful, but Li Qingzhao's lyrics?" Ouyang Lan was pulled onto the boat, and a short and fat man in the boat immediately poked his head out, looked around, and quietly rowed the boat away.

got on the boat, Ouyang Lan worshiped Yan Yue and Zhu Ziping again, and couldn't help crying: "The little girl has been singing and living in Luzhou City with her brother all these years, barely making ends meet. Unexpectedly, because the imperial court was going to move the capital to Beijing a few years ago, my brother was conscripted to serve in miscellaneous labor, and there was no news of him. If it weren't for the two heroes saving each other today, the little woman would have to die. ”

Yan Yue asked, "Does the girl have any plans?" Ouyang Lan said sadly: "These days, I often hear that Xijiuhua has a lot of horses from Henan, and they are many powerful...... I'm going to go to Beijing to look for my brother. ”

Zhu Ziping said coldly: "Even if Xi Jiuhua doesn't embarrass the girl, I will go to him, I can't blame you for this." Yan Yue hurriedly said: "Miss Ouyang, Brother Zhu and I are going to Henan tomorrow, since you are going north, it is better to come with us." ”

Chenglai Inn is the largest inn near Xiaoyaojin, and Yan Yue has lived here for the past few days. At this time, he led Zhu Ziping and Ouyang Lan in, and asked for two rooms to live separately.

In the dead of night, Zhu Ziping pillowed his arms, and the sunset exuded a slight warmth, secretly thinking: "I don't know where my father is, although he said that his grievances for more than 20 years have been forgotten, but when I heard the name Jiuhua Xizong today, I couldn't help but be angry, judging from those monks, Xijiuhua is only afraid that it is not a good thing...... I don't know what happened to Wang Hou in the past few days, there are still more than two months left, he is going to take the children's exam, hoping to do well in the exam...... And dumb, I must have gone to find the long branch again, it hasn't hibernated for so many years, it's interesting. ”

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At this time, in the Dongmen Inn in Tongling County, which is more than 300 miles away from Luzhou, Zhu Zhi also had difficulty sleeping. For the first time in more than 20 years, he left Bianwang Village for the first time, the first time he watched others celebrate the Lantern Festival outside, and it was also the first time that he did not drink with Brother Wang on the night of the Lantern Festival. On the night of the second day of the lunar month, he walked all the way north along the mountain road more than 20 years ago, and he sighed to himself.

On the evening of the fifth day of the lunar month, he rushed to Luzhou, and asked for a pot of wine, a plate of Sanhe stir-fried and a plate of peanuts in a restaurant, and looked at the unfamiliar street scene outside the window while drinking.

The restaurant was not big, with less than ten tables, when someone pushed the door and shouted, "This ghost weather is really freezing to death." Senior brother, you said that this is almost the New Year, why did the master still ask us to go to Qingyang Jiuhua? Zhu Zhi was stunned when he heard the word "Jiuhua", but he didn't look back at the person.

"Senior brother, what are you arguing about, isn't it comfortable to walk around this way? Besides, we left a few days early, and in a few days, there are still many brothers and sisters who want to rush to Dongjiuhua, this is the master who values us, you don't know what to do. ”

The man muttered, "Isn't that just a lotus flower?" It's not that we Jiuhua don't have lotus, what's so good to look at......" Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by his senior brother: "Senior brother! Don't talk nonsense...... Xiao Er, two bowls of noodles. ”

Zhu Zhi was secretly shocked when he heard this: "I have a deep hatred with Xijiuhua, listening to what I said just now, there will be many people going to Qingyang Jiuhua Mountain, what lotus?" From their words, it is very important to hear it, otherwise they would not be so popular. I'm not in a hurry to go back to my hometown anyway, so I'm just going to take a look, and it's better to see the opportunity, and it's best not to let their plan succeed. ”

Having made up his mind, Zhu Zhi wrote down the appearance of the two, and did not follow, and the next day inquired about the official road to Jiuhua Mountain in Qingyang, stopped all the way, and entered Tongling County on the day of the Lantern Festival.

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Guanting, located in the northwest of Luzhou City, more than 40 miles away from Luzhou, is a large market town. At this time, it was the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and pedestrians were scarce. Three people, two men and one woman, came from afar on the official road. I heard the woman ask, "Brother Zhu, Brother Yan, are we going to rest here?" The three of them were Zhu Ziping and his party, and because Ouyang Lan was thin and weak, he was not walking fast.

Yan Yue looked at Zhu Ziping: "Brother Zhu, it's getting dark now, and it's very remote for dozens of miles ahead, let's stay here, right?" Zhu Ziping nodded in agreement. The three of them found an inn. Yan Yue originally wanted three rooms, but Zhu Ziping said: "Brother Yan, it's better for us to live in the same room, and we can save some money." Yan Yue's family is wealthy, and he doesn't care about spending more money, but he is naturally happy to be able to talk with Zhu Ziping in the same room: "That's fine, I can listen to Brother Zhu more teachings in the future." ”

After dinner, Ouyang Lan went back to the room, took out a piece of flannel from the baggage, cut out two squares, one large and one small, cut the small one diagonally, sewed it on the big one, turned it over and folded it in half, and then sewed it up with a needle and thread and pulled the corners. He took out the colored thread and embroidered it on the bag, and the effort was not great, and a few green bamboo patterns were stretched out on the bag.

Ouyang Lan whispered to herself: "I need to make another one, buy some cloves and mint to make sachets tomorrow and give them to the two eldest brothers, I don't know if they like it." ”

Zhu Ziping and Yan Yue each made a cup of Lu'an melon slices, sat down and chatted. Although Yan Yue is a few months younger than Zhu Ziping, he has seen and heard a wide range of customs. Zhu Ziping grew up in a mountain village and had never traveled far, and it was quite interesting to hear Yan Yue talk about anecdotes.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Ziping was sleeping soundly, and suddenly he was shocked, he didn't know what was going on, turned over and sat up, and listened to the soft sound of "popping" on the roof, probably because the roof tiles were broken, so he quickly put on his clothes and pants, and quietly touched the window. At this time, the moonlight was bright, and I saw seven or eight figures tiptoeing towards this side in the backyard, and under the moonlight, the top of those figures was all shining.

Zhu Ziping waved sideways to the bed, took the sunset in his hand, opened the door and shouted, "The person in the room also comes down." "Little, boy, you're too crazy, crazy...... Arrogant! The man who jumped down from the room said angrily.

Zhu Ziping asked in a deep voice: "You monks are from the Jiuhua West Sect?" Nine people surrounded Zhu Ziping, and one of them said: "Yes, you attacked the four of my brothers and broke their wrists, how can we give up!" ”

Zhu Ziping no longer answered, flew to the nine people, and stretched the Falling Sun Gong to the right, sweeping the word "Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves", the monk in front blocked the sword, but listened to the sound of "dang", the sword body was broken, and the Falling Sun Gong swept his chest unabated, and the monk's body flew to the left and crashed into another person, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

The subordinates did not pause, and then swept towards the other seven people with the "autumn wind and falling leaves", only to hear the "bang, bang, bang" all seven people fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

After a while, the monk who had been knocked down before stood up, but knelt on the ground with weak legs, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Good man spare his life, spare his life......"

"Take them away, and don't bother me again!" The man got up, but his legs were still trembling, and he could not care about the people lying on the ground, and fled quickly. The eight people who fell to the ground were of varying degrees of severity, and they snorted on the ground for a while, supporting each other and escaping.

Zhu Ziping returned to the room, Yan Yue had been awakened, but Ouyang Lan had walked hard during the day and had not woken up. Yan Yue lit the lamp and asked softly, "Brother Zhu, are you from the Jiuhua Sect?" Zhu Ziping responded: "These monks actually followed us here and were sent away by me." Brother Yan, it's okay now, you can sleep. Yan Yue gave a thumbs up: "Brother Zhu is really amazing, one person defeated seven or eight people." ”

The two turned off the lights and fell asleep again. Zhu Ziping held the Falling Sun Gong and secretly wondered: "This Gong is really powerful to use, it is difficult for ordinary people to resist its blow, I don't know who created this thing back then?" How did you let it fall to the bottom of the Liumeng River and be inadvertently obtained by Daddy? ”

Zhu Ziping didn't expect that it wouldn't take long for him to know the origin of the Falling Sun Gong, but the misfortune caused by the Falling Sun Gong made him both sad and embarrassed; As for why the Jizo King Bodhisattva threw it into the bottom of the river of dreams back then, it is beyond the ordinary people to know, and this is a later story.