"Second brother, what are you doing?" The boss shouted, carrying the machete and walked over, and before he took a few steps, he suddenly felt that the machete in his hand suddenly broke out, and flew backwards with a very loud knife wind, and slammed into the bamboo ten zhang away, and the blade of the knife was still swinging by itself.

The boss's face turned pale, and when he saw that there was no one else around, he had the courage to shout and ask, "Who is it, why don't you dare to come out?" "There was silence all around, and there were no people anywhere.

Dao Feng knelt on the ground and folded his hands: "Nan Wu Jizo Bodhisattva, please spare them." Zhu Zhi smiled and said: "Little monk, you are wrong, you should ask the Bodhisattva to let them spare us, how can you spare them?" ”

Dao Feng responded: "If you are greedy, you will be punished by God, Uncle Zhu, are you right?" Nan no Jizo Bodhisattva. Zhu Zhi was stunned when he heard this, remembering that twenty-one years ago, he fished out the Falling Sun Gong in the Liumeng River Valley, just because he was greedy and reluctant to throw it away, and as a result, his wife and children were killed.

Dao Feng asked, "Uncle Zhu, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Zhi shook his head and said, "The little monk has already begged the Bodhisattva to spare you, so let's go." ”

The boss was already afraid, but when he saw that there was no movement for a long time, he really blushed at the five hundred taels of treasure money, and shouted: "Leave the treasure money, you two get ......" The words did not fall, but he felt that his body was light, and he actually flew backwards, slammed into another green bamboo, and was ejected and fell into the grass.

Dao Feng read aloud: "Nan Mu Jizo Bodhisattva, please spare them." At this time, the three of them dared to stay, supported the eldest and the second, and fled down the mountain. Zhu Zhi and Dao Feng couldn't help but laugh when they saw the five people fleeing.

Dao Feng suddenly said: "Uncle Zhu, your legs are shaking so much!" Zhu Zhi turned to the grass and took out an object: "Where, I'm in a hurry......

In fact, over the years, Zhu Zhi has been silent, and the little monk has known each other for more than four months, and he doesn't know what's going on, he especially likes this little monk, Dao Feng's clever and lively temperament infected him, making Zhu Zhi gradually cheerful, and often make jokes about him.

A month later, five people came up from Jiuhua Mountain, each of whom respectfully burned three pillars of incense, and kowtowed nine times in front of the golden body of the Jizo Bodhisattva, muttering to himself: "Jizo Bodhisattva, you spare us......"

There were no accidents along the way, fifteen days later, the two arrived in Lu'an, found an inn, and before they entered the door, they heard the little second brother say: "The guest officer is the first time in Lu'an?" Not only are Lu'an melon slices here one of the top ten famous teas in the country; Dendrobium huoshan that grows in the crevices of cliffs or towering ancient trees can strengthen the body and nourish the skin; The water collected from the main peak of Baimajian in Dabie Mountain can detoxify and heal. In addition to the beautiful scenery everywhere, we are also the birthplace of the ancient saint Gaotao, there is a Gaotao tomb in the east of the city, many celebrities have left poems and songs there, and they should go to worship when they have time. Especially...... Yo, two of you, please, is the little master here for something? We're a famous ...... here."

Dao Feng asked, "Little Second Donor, is there any steamed bun that doesn't cost money?" Give me three alms. Zhu Zhi said with a smile: "Little second brother, don't listen to him, put your best dim sum on two plates, in addition, cut another plate of beef, and burn a sweet and sour pork ribs, what good wine do you have here?" …… Good! Then come to a pot of Gujing Gong. ”

The two sat down, and after a short period of effort, they brought up the wine, vegetables and snacks, and Zhu Zhi picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth: "Okay, it tastes good!" Dao Feng, you can also taste it. Dao Feng hurriedly refused.

Zhu Zhi poured another glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, patted the table and said, "It's really good wine!" But he no longer paid attention to Dao Feng, poured another glass, and drank it with a loud mouth.

Seeing that he was drinking deliciously, Dao Feng asked, "Uncle Zhu, is this wine ...... Isn't it spicy? "Mouthful, sweet aftertaste, spicy what?" Zhu Zhi picked up a bun and took a bite, "Well, it's not bad, leek filling, Dao Feng, you taste it." ”

The little monk picked one up, took a bite but spit it out in a panic, and folded his hands: "Nanwu Dizang Bodhisattva, Uncle Zhu, you have meat in your stuffing." ”

Zhu Zhijia came over and said, "No, why can't I see it...... Well, taste it carefully, it really tastes like shrimp, Daofeng, have you ever eaten meat? Otherwise, how can you taste meaty? ”

"Uncle Zhu, you have caused me to break the precepts, if the master knows, he will scold me again...... Sin, sin! The little monk still folded his hands, and his voice was very bitter, but there was no trace of pain on his face.

Zhu Zhi laughed and said, "Dao Feng, have you broken the ring before?" The little monk blushed and said, "Last time in Qingyang, I asked for a bowl of somen noodles, and I only thought it tasted very good, who knows...... Halfway through eating, there were slices of meat at the bottom of the bowl. ”

Zhu Zhi smiled: "That's right, you are not in Jiuhua Mountain now, and the master can't control you, why don't you eat delicious food?" Anyway, I don't say it, and no one knows. ”

"Uncle Zhu, the Bodhisattva is watching from the sky, I don't dare to eat it." "You don't look at so many pilgrims in Jiuhua Mountain every day, everyone worships the Bodhisattva and asks for the Bodhisattva, how can the Bodhisattva be busy? But look at those people, when something happens, they are so pious that they are desperate, which one of them is not spending all day drinking? ”

Dao Feng said in a low voice: "We are monks, we can't do this. Zhu Zhi shook his head, and seeing that he couldn't convince Dao Feng, he lowered his head and ate and drank again.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone say: "Gang Leader Yang, I didn't expect to meet you here, I'm glad to meet you!" The two turned their heads and saw a table full of people in the distance, and the man who spoke was standing at the table, followed by five people.

"Huh? Cheng Gang Master, why are you here? A man in his forties, with a fat dark face and triangular eyes, stood up and clenched his fists and asked.

Zhu Zhi saw that the Yang gang leader seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, Dao Feng whispered on the side: "Uncle Zhu, it's Yang Shoufa, the gang leader of the Tongling Tianjing Gang, the guy who poisoned the temple that day, and the people who sat were all his subordinates. Zhu Zhi suddenly remembered that it was that person, snorted coldly, and heard Dao Feng say again, "The person who is half a head taller than Yang Shoufa and looks very majestic is Cheng Lixin, the leader of the Yangtze River Gang in Anqing, and they also went to Huacheng Temple that day." "Dao Feng ran up and down the Tianshan Mountains non-stop, and he knew those local gangs well.

Zhu Zhi said softly: "Let him escape that day, but I didn't expect the road to be narrow." Dao Feng grinned and said, "Uncle Zhu, aren't we okay?" There is Jizo Bodhisattva to bless it. ”

Cheng Gang Master said loudly: "When we went down the mountain that day, the monks of Jiuhua Xizong invited us to Gushi, saying what 'the sunset reappeared, dreaming back to the ceremony.'" 'My Yangtze River Gang is also a big gang, how can I not give face to others? ”

When Zhu Zhi heard this, his face changed greatly, and he stood up suddenly, Dao Feng saw that the situation was wrong, and pulled his hand: "Uncle, listen again." Zhu Zhifang sat down nervously.

Gang Leader Yang gave a thumbs up: "Gang Leader Cheng is really painstaking for the Yangtze River Gang, and he has done his best, and his liver and brain are smeared!" "Yang Shoufa is a rough person, but the Tianjing Gang is powerful in Tongling, and the government sometimes has to tolerate three points, and the two sides often set up banquets together to find fun.

Gang Leader Cheng asked, "Gang Leader Yang is also going to Gushi?" Yang Gang Master nodded: "That day down the mountain, the old monk Guangjing personally invited me to go to Gushi before June 19, we also heard on the mountain that day, 'Nine-colored lotus blooms, green bamboo and maple, the falling sun is gone, who stays dreaming.'" I thought about it later, the nine-colored lotus flower was so strange, and the sunset was probably not bad, so I agreed to give him a face...... There are really a lot of heroes and heroes along the way. Speaking of this, he pulled Cheng Lixin, "Cheng Gang Master, come on, come on, let's sit down and have a few drinks, and the wine money will be counted on me." ”

When Zhu Zhi heard this, he said secretly: "Guangjing came down from Jiuhua Mountain, and invited these people, if something happened to Ping'er, it would not be so coincidental, there must be another reason." The mood slowly calmed down.

Dao Feng asked, "Uncle Zhu, do you also know about the Falling Sun?" Zhu Zhi nodded and said slowly: "Of course I know...... Dao Feng, how did you know? ”

"I knew it from a very young age, and there was a Zen cloud on the body of the Jizo Bodhisattva Jin, 'The falling sun is gone, who will leave a dream?' The nine-colored lotus opens, and the green bamboo and red maple are opened. It's just that we didn't understand what it meant, until a month ago, when we saw the nine-colored lotus...... Now, listening to what they say, could it be that the Falling Sun Gong was born? ”

At that moment, the two decided to go to the West Kowloon Hua Myoko Temple first, anyway, it was not far from Zhujia Village.

On the morning of 19 June, Zhu Ziping, Dao Feng and a large number of people walked up along the ladder at the west Kowloon Huashan, and at the gate of the mountain, there were two rows of monks wearing brown ties, and from time to time they saluted the heroes of the mountain.

Zhu Zhi wore a hat, covered most of his face, and asked one of the monks, "May I ask Master, is Master Guangze okay?" The monk's eyes were confused: "Guangze? I haven't heard of it, huh? ”

Zhu Zhi thanked him, and said secretly in his heart: "This monk is young after all, more than 20 years old, could it be that the person is already dead?" He didn't dare to ask more, for fear of being recognized by others, so he pulled Dao Feng into the compound.

There were already more than 10,000 people standing in the compound of Myoko Temple, and someone in the crowd said: "Third child, this Jiuhua West Sect is really no worse than the East Sect." "Fourth, you don't know this, this Xijiuhua was the first dojo of the Jizo Bodhisattva in the Central Plains, you didn't hear the abbot of Guangjing say last time, and the nine-colored lotus flower of Qingyang was brought from here." "So what's going on with the Sunset? I heard that it can be retracted and released at will, like a golden hoop stick. "Hehe, fourth, did you make Chunhong stupid, how can it be so magical, and the golden hoop stick can be put away freely......"

At this time, an old monk in a long robe walked out and said in a deep voice: "Nan has no great wish to hide the Bodhisattva!" Heroes, the old man is the three elders of Gushi Jiuhua Guangrun, and the place where you are standing now is the first dojo of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, but the abbot never let us show off. Please come today, at noon, we will be on time to invite the sunset for all heroes to watch. ”