Chapter 62: So the old monk is likely to be a boss-level figure

"As for how to do it. Yan Tingzhi thought for a while, looked at Li Si and said.

"Let's go to Mount Tai first, where the last news of Yin Wuli came from. ”

"That's good, that's good. Hearing that he was going to Mount Tai, Li Si looked a little hesitant, but finally nodded.

There were people who died because of him, which made him a little unsure of how to face the people of the Tarzan faction.

But it was also because there were people there who died because of him, so he should go.

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Zhong Nanji's body was only found by the Taishan faction the next day.

Because the passer-by who was rescued by Zhong Nanji and ran to Mount Tai told what happened, the Taishan faction immediately dispatched most of the disciples to find Zhong Nanji, and even the head of Mount Tai went out of the mountain in person, but it was already too late when they found Zhong Nanji.

Under the palm of Zhong Nanji's hand, the head of Mount Tai found the three words Yin Wuli written in blood.

He was surprised at first, then with red eyes, he touched Zhong Nanji's eyes and said softly.

"Senior brother, let's go back to the mountain. ”

Zhong Nanji's body was brought back to the mountain gate, and almost all the bones in his body were broken, but he still left the last news for Taishan and the rivers and lakes.

Twenty years ago, Yin Wuli has returned.

On that day, Mount Tai was full of vegetarian mountains, and all the disciples wore white clothes and white cloths, drew their swords and swore that they would make the Qiankun Lang Lang and righteousness eternal.

When every ancestor of Mount Tai passed away, the disciples of Mount Tai would make such an oath.

Swear to be clear-minded, live up to Mount Tai, live up to the courage in the chest.

This is a wisp of Taishan's breath, a wisp that has never been cut off, and it deserves the four words of fame and decency.

Mount Tai is a famous and decent family, the name, is the name of the five mountains and the east of the mountain, is the sky does not fall slanted.

Under the long sky, the white cloth on Mount Tai turned, rolled in the wind, and lasted for a long time.

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On the way to Mount Tai, Li Si wrote a letter to the old monk who lived in Jinshan Temple.

He asked the old monk what he should do if he met an opponent with excellent external skills.

Also, if he accidentally lets one person go, but many people die because of it, how should he deal with himself?

Yan Tingzhi helped him entrust the official post, which would make the speed of sending and replying to letters much faster.

Sure enough, half a month later, when Li Si and Yan Tingzhi came to the foot of Mount Tai, he received a reply from the old monk.

The content of the letter was very simple, there was a way to deal with external skills, and the old monk only replied with three words, looking for the cover door.

Then he added another sentence, there is only one person in this world who does not have a cover, if Li Si meets that person, you can tell him that he will come to help Li Si kill that person.

As for the second question asked by Li Si, the old monk replied with a Buddhist allusion, and the allusion is like this.

A monk saw a snake crushed under the stone and looked like it was about to be crushed to death, so the monk relented, picked up the stone and released the snake.

The snake immediately crawled into the grass without restraint, and the monk stood by the grass with satisfaction and recited the Buddha's name. But after a while, he saw the snake climb a tree, open its mouth and bite a bird to death and swallow it in its stomach.

Did the bird die because of the snake, or because of the monk?

The old monk gave Li Si an answer, the world has its own cause and effect, don't force it, and don't be obsessed.

At the end of the letter, there were some ordinary words, mostly the old monk said that the weather had become cooler recently, so Li Si should pay attention to the cold.

Walking on the rivers and lakes is not an ascetic, take some of the money you should take, eat better, don't always have steamed buns with white porridge and so on.

Li Si was taken care of by him after all, although he still called Li Si a donor, but he treated Li Si like his own juniors, and sometimes he would unconsciously give more advice.

Li Si didn't look at these words carefully, but he also smiled heartily.

However, the old monk said that he should not be obsessed, he can't do it so easily, how is it more than a dozen lives, not that he can let go of it.

Instead of letting it go, he instead noticed the killing word on the old monk's letter.

Killing?

Li Si put away the letter, he doesn't like to kill, but it doesn't mean that he won't kill.

After reading the letter, Li Si followed Yan Pavilion above Mount Tai, and a white cloth blown off by the wind flew past them, which made Li Si's mind sink a little.

At this time, Mount Tai was still in the period of mourning, the white clothes of the disciples had not been changed, and the plain cloth on the mountain gate was still hanging everywhere.

I heard that they were from the imperial court, and after seeing Yan Tingzhi's sign, after spreading the word, the disciples guarding the door let them into the mountain.

In the morning, Taishan's disciples basically practiced on the sword platform in the morning, and the sword light on it shimmered with more murderous aura than usual.

It seems that Zhong Nanji's death still has a lot of impact on them.

A disciple came from a distance and said to take them to the master.

Following the disciples who led the way, Li Si and Yan Tingzhi walked through the sword training platform and walked all the way to the back of the mountain, the living room of the head of Mount Tai.

Compared with the huge courtyard of Mount Tai, this room seems a little narrow and ordinary.

A Taoist who didn't look outstanding, but had a good bearing, sat in the hall, saw Yan Tingzhi and Li Si coming, got up and said.

"Below, the head of the Taishan faction, Shan Zhengping, I don't know the two ······"

Shan Zhengping's face was a little haggard, and he looked like he hadn't closed his eyes for a few nights.

"In Xia Yan Tingzhi, the southeast head of the six doors is always captured, and I have seen a single master. Yan Tingzhi clenched his hands into fists, and he still had respect for these martial arts celebrities.

"In the next. Li Si clasped his hands a little complicatedly, lowered his head and said, "Li Si." ”

"This?" Hearing Li Si's name, Shan Zhengping looked a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Yan Tingzhi.

He naturally knew who Li Si was, so he naturally knew that Li Si should be locked up in a prison now.

Looking at the other party's surprised look, Yan Tingzhi smiled bitterly and began to explain the ins and outs.

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By the time Yan Tingzhi finished talking about everything, a pot of tea was already cold.

Shan Zhengping sat at the table and let out a long sigh: "So that's ······"

"Single head, in the bottom. Li Si looked at Shan Zhengping, who was slightly depressed, and opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak again.

"Needless to say. Shan Zhengping raised one of his hands tiredly and interrupted Li Si's words.

"Our Taishan faction does things, and we can sort things out, this matter has nothing to do with you, it is all done by that Yin Wuli. But you have the right to come first······"

As he spoke, he beckoned to Li Si.

Li Si walked over, and Shan Zhengping also stood up.

His right hand paused, and then raised his hand and slapped Li Si's chest, causing Li Si to take a few steps back.

This palm is not heavy, it can't hurt Li Si, but it's not light, at least it's an ordinary person's full palm.

Shan Zhengping slapped Li Si hard, but he didn't use his internal qi.

"This palm is given to you by me, and it has nothing to do with the Taishan faction. ”

The Taishan faction must be impartial in doing things, but he does things by himself, and he is responsible for right and wrong.

Shan Zhengping lowered his hand, turned around, and said in a deep voice.

"In this way, this grievance can be regarded as over, you go and arrest Yin Wuli, give me an explanation for my Nanji junior brother, and also give an explanation to those who died innocently. Li Si, don't bear the name of your thief, the rivers and lakes have given you a holy word, don't just do the thief. ”

If it weren't for the fact that the senior brother of Nanji had just died, and the Taishan faction was left with only one of his famous masters sitting in the formation, how could he not want to go down the mountain in person and eliminate the demon guard.

I only hate that there is still the door of the ancestors to guard, and the disciples of a mountain must be protected, otherwise, even if there are ten Yin Wuli, he will also go.

In the hall, Li Si covered his chest, stood up straight, looked at the Taoist who was facing away from him in front of him, and was distracted, he didn't expect that just such a palm would let Shan Zhengping reveal the matter.

Then he came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and nodded solemnly in response.

"Ah, I see. ”

In fact, how can Shan Zhengping let go, Zhong Nanji grew up with him, and he has been like siblings since he was a child, but now he is separated by yin and yang, and there is no day to see each other. He couldn't let it go, he couldn't wait to give Li Si a good palm.

But he is the head of Taishan, and the Taishan faction only does the right thing.

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Li Si and Yan Tingzhi left Mount Tai, and before the mountain gate, Li Si turned his head again and took a deep look at the mountain peak that went straight into the clouds.

He'll bring the confession.

Not for anything else, just for the palm just now.

For the sake of saving face for friends in the rivers and lakes, call him a thief.

PS: To answer the question raised in the previous chapter why the imperial court didn't deal with Yin Wuli in a more extreme way, in fact, at the beginning, the imperial court didn't think that he would not starve to death, thinking that he would die if he was locked up for a while without food and drink, so it was the easiest and most convenient, so he was locked up first.

But after being locked up for a few months, it was found that he was not dead, but he was also at peace, so that he would not make trouble, and he did not attempt to escape from prison, so he had the right to lock him up first, and did not use such troublesome means as dissolving iron, throwing himself into the sea, and throwing volcanoes to deal with him, thinking that he should die if he starved him for a while. (There is also a saying that the use of poison, Yin Wu Li's practice of internal strength and mental method, I believe everyone has also guessed, it is the turtle breath gong, and the turtle breath gong has the ability to detoxify.) )

And after a period of time, the imperial court has gradually forgotten his existence at this time, after all, there are so many government affairs to deal with every day, it is not so important whether he dies or not, no one mentions it, and no one cares.

Okay, that's pretty much it, I'll see you tomorrow.