Su Wu looked at the old Taoist priest with the goatee and said, "Have you ever seen these strange situations with your own eyes?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head repeatedly when he heard this: "That's not true.
I also heard about these situations from others. They said that these situations often occur at night, in the dark. Even if I have ten courages, I would not dare to walk around in the mountains - not to mention whether I am sneaky or not.
Well, just look at the steep mountains of Huashan, if you step on the wrong foot, wouldn't you be shattered to pieces?"
"It seems that these situations have not occurred during the day?" Su Wu asked again.
"I've never seen him during the day," the old Taoist replied.
Su Wu nodded, looked at the small baggage behind the old Taoist, and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest just came back from the mountain and went to live in the Taoist temple on the mountain?
Nowadays, there is no peace in Mount Huashan. The government prohibits tourists from setting foot in Mount Huashan. In these troubled times, it is best not to go up the mountain again."
"Why am I going to live in the mountains?
The Taoist temple I had listed previously was the Ziyun Temple below. Now the temple owner had complied with the government's wishes and dismissed the Taoist priests in the temple for the time being. I packed my things and prepared to go down the mountain with my senior fellow from Yunxia Temple above.
"The old Taoist looked at Su Wu and his group, but there was no sign of curiosity or inquiry on his face. He said to Su Wu again, "You don't look like tourists who sneaked up the mountain. You look like you were specially invited by the government.
Deal with the sneaky ones on the mountain.
——I have seen the second and third groups like you before.
Okay, I won’t disturb you in your work, so I’ll just take the first step!”
After the old Taoist finished speaking, he carried his baggage and bowed his fists to Su Wu, then turned and left. He walked up the mountain steps, and indeed went to another Taoist temple, the Yunxia Temple, built on the edge of the cliff.
Although there are many Taoist temples in Mount Huashan, there are not many people who have "successfully practiced Taoism" among them.
Most of the Taoists who practice here come to break away from the secular world and enjoy purity. Most of them have not been able to receive talismans and have never formally set foot in the Taoist practice. The so-called pure practice every day is just to read the Taoist canon and recite.
Just read a few passages from the scriptures.
These Taoist priests are actually more like "wild Taoists".
But what is different from the wild folk is that they still have ultimatums from the court.
The Taoist priests in Huashan Mountain have no cultivation experience. If something serious happens here, they don't have much power to protect themselves. It would be best to follow the government's instructions and dismiss the Taoists for the time being and go down the mountain.
Su Wu watched the old Taoist figure disappear on the mountain steps, and then began to assign tasks to Zhang Fang and others: "Zhang Fang, take a few bad guys and a few monks with you to the Thunder God Cave to investigate the situation.
Regardless of whether you see any abnormality, stick this charm outside the Thunder God Cave."
As he spoke, he turned a wisp of Huangtian Daoyun into a golden talisman and handed it to Zhang Fang.
Zhang Fang hurriedly agreed, carefully put away the talisman, ordered a few bad guys and a few monks, and headed to the location of the 'Thunder God Cave'.
We haven't really seen any sneaky incidents happening in Huashan today.
The words of an experienced Taoist who has not cultivated himself are actually not trustworthy. But Su Wu is idle, and now he needs to make more preparations to nail the dragon veins in all parts of Huashan, whether it is the Thunder God Cave or what the old Taoist mentioned.
In the other places where there are rumors of sneaking around, he will leave a 'nail' on them. In this way, even if there is really something sneaky there, the means he leaves behind can prevent trouble before it happens.
"Yin Zhi, you should also take a few bad guys and the remaining monks to the 'Lan Kelin', and leave this mantra in the forest regardless of whether you see anything unusual." Su Wu also ordered.
Yin Zhi.
After he finished speaking, Yin Zhi respectfully clasped his hands and responded: "Disciple, I obey."
As soon as the young monk clasped his hands together, he saw a green sun emerging above Su Wu's head. The green sun was reflected in his mind and heart, leaving an unspeakable mantra in Yin Zhixing's consciousness. He walked into death.
After Ke Lin is dead, all he needs to do is to reflect on Ke Lin with his mind, and Su Wu's mantra can be left there.
The bad guys and the monks took orders and left.
In the blink of an eye, only Suwu, Danjia and Jianzhen were left at the foot of Huashan Mountain.
Su Wu looked around, walked a few steps to a big stone, sat down on his side, then took out a brocade box, spread the paper in the box flat on the big stone, and asked Danjia and Jianzhen who were following them to look at the contents of the painting.
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The entire painting is actually a "tablet image" rubbed on a stone tablet using pigments mixed with cinnabar and ink.
Emperor Xuanzong had previously shown Su Wu this ‘tablet appearance’.
After Su Wu took over the responsibility of "exploring the weird things in Huashan", Emperor Xuanzong directly handed this stele to Su Wu so that Su Wu could use it as a reference.
At that moment, Su Wu showed this rubbing from the 'Qianling Mausoleum Wordless Stele' in front of Jianzhen and Danjia.
"After the stele is rubbed, there will be no changes. The recorder of the stele deduced the changes in the ancestral temple based on the stele at that time, and there are so many secrets in the world.
However, a stele image also has different meanings in the eyes of different recorders.
This stele image previously appeared on the inscriptionless stele of the Qianling Mausoleum. It was rubbed by the recorder of the stele and presented to the capital. Here is the deduction of the stele image by the recorder of the stele.
I wonder if Master Jianzhen, Danjia, saw any other unusual meanings in this stele?" Su Wu looked at the stele spread out on the big stone and pointed to the mountain road in the painting, "Now you can
What is certain is that the huge mountain in the stele is undoubtedly Huashan.
But what is the meaning of this woman being held captive under Huashan Mountain, the giant ax that suddenly fell from the sky, and the blood flowing in the cracks in the mountains under the ax blade?
Do you two have different opinions?"
Danjia knelt and sat beside Su Wu, quietly watching the stele and pictures spread out on the big stone, which looked like a jade Guanyin. She was speechless for a moment.
Jianzhen looked at the stele for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Su Wu opposite, and asked Su Wu: "What meaning do you think this stele conveys?"
Since you asked us to observe the appearance of this stele, I think we have a different view of this painting than the 'story of chopping a mountain to save my mother' speculated by the 'recorder of the stele'."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The official who recorded the stele called this picture of the stele as 'the picture of splitting the mountain to save the mother'.
The ax blade cuts through the huge mountain, but there are blood stains on the mountain peak, which means that the mountain has turned from a dead thing into a living thing, and has completely come to life. The dead thing has become a living thing, and the rocks have turned into flesh and blood, which is a sign of evil.
The woman held in custody at the foot of the mountain has gray hair and can be regarded as an old woman. This old woman was regarded by the recorder as the "Queen of Heaven".
As for the giant ax falling from the sky, it represents the will of the emperor.
The meaning of the whole painting, according to the recorder of the stele, is that if the emperor obeys the instructions on the stele and can cut down the mountain to save his mother, destroy the Huashan Mountain, and save the Queen who is suppressed at the foot of the mountain, then the Tang Dynasty will prosper and a prosperous age can be expected!
"In my opinion, there are actually thousands of explanations for this stele picture.
But all kinds of interpretations are just a cover. It just depends on who the interpretation is for and what purpose it wants to achieve.
When I look at this picture, my true feeling is that the sky is the sky, the mountains are the mountains, and people are people.
The power of heaven wants to destroy Mount Hua, because under Mount Hua, this "gray-haired girl" wants to appear in the world. She has great supernatural powers, so she can attract the power of heaven to join forces.
This image of the stele comes from the wordless stele of the Qianling Mausoleum.
The unmarked monument was erected for "Tian Hou".
From this point of view, this ‘gray-haired girl’ is inexplicably connected with the ‘Queen of Heaven’.
The Queen of Heaven, at the bottom of the Wild Goose Pagoda, in the "Golden Palace of the Great Oath", took "Lu Mu Qiyun" as the "Dragon Son", and borrowed my power to destroy the "Dragon Son" egg, so that the Dragon Son was born in the Tang Dynasty.
In the national destiny, the roots and buds of the Longhua tree grew. And on the wordless monument he erected, there appeared the picture of 'Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother'..." Su Wu's eyes were bright, "So I guess that the Queen of Heaven may have further plans.
It means taking advantage of the situation to help the Longhua tree grow completely.
But although there are some stories about ghosts and ghosts on Huashan Mountain, in fact, Huashan Mountain itself does not show any signs of evil. If it is really ready to go, it should not show any clues.
This makes me feel strange, so I will discuss it with you to see if I can get some useful speculations from you."
After hearing what Su Wu said, Jianzhen turned to look at the picture of the stele. After looking at it for a while, he said slowly: "I wonder if a person after death can guide the change of the stele in front of his mausoleum?
Or is it that the changes in the stele's appearance are entirely caused by something unknown?"
Su Wu said: "In the Tang Dynasty, stone monuments were never erected after death, so I cannot determine the situation. But I already understand the meaning of the elder's words.
——Perhaps the stele image of "Splitting the mountain to save his mother" was originally created by the Queen of Heaven to attract the attention of outsiders. Therefore, the various metaphors in the stele image cannot be fully believed.
However, even if the Queen of Heaven is trying to attract the attention of outsiders with this picture of the stele, she must also come up with some "real materials" to really deceive those who want to inquire about the truth. Otherwise, it will just be a clumsy cover-up, which often leads to
Can be seen through by others at a glance.
Therefore, there are indeed some valuable clues in this stele map.
In particular, a picture of the stele's appearance can also help people understand what the person behind the scenes who guided the changes in the stele's appearance wants others to see from the stele's appearance - from this, one can also infer the true intentions of the person behind the scenes.
What do you want to plan?"
Jianzhen nodded.
He now knew his secret reminder - 'Don't be led by a picture of a stele'. Su Wu had already been on guard against it.
The old monk looked down at the tablet on the big stone and suddenly said: "The blood in the painting is even more like fire.
This fire did not burst out from the cracks in the rocks cut by the axe, but actually came from the outside world. The origin of this kind of "blood fire" is beyond the image of this stele.
The blood of the fighting men was flaring, and the blood flowed like fire.
However, when the soldiers point the finger, blood will be shed and the people will be destroyed, so the invasion is like fire.
This fire implicitly refers to "war", which seems to mean that foreign enemies invade the homeland and lead to the destruction of life."
Foreign enemies invaded the homeland, causing devastation to all living beings?
Su Wu looked at the blood flow raging in Huashan Mountain in the painting, and felt more and more that the blood flow was like rolling fire, with the appearance of invasion and violence.
However, at this time, is there any foreign enemy in the Tang Dynasty that can knock down the country's gate, march straight in, and land on the banks of Huashan Mountain?
——In the past, during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, there was a similar war disaster.
The disaster of the war occurred on the banks of the Wei River, which flows from the foot of Huashan Mountain. As a result of the disaster, the allusion of the "Wei River Alliance" was left.
Su Wu frowned and thought.
At this time, Danjia, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Honorable Sir, you see that this blood comes from outside the stele and the source is unknown, but it follows the cracks dug by the ax and goes straight to the ground. Watering down the mountain - the woman pressed down at the foot of the mountain seems to be the 'sacrifice' of this blood stream.
You said earlier that the Longhua tree has broken out of its shell. Is this blood flow caused by the Queen of Heaven to water her Longhua tree?
The woman at the foot of the mountain is actually not important, what is important is the Longhua tree that is never shown in the stele picture?"
Su Wu pondered for a moment after hearing the sound, and finally nodded: "It is indeed possible. Now we need to find out what is not shown in the stele map - where is this source of blood and fire... Master Jianzhen, please go to the bank of the Wei River, observe the Wei River, and just stay there to guard it."
His mind was spinning, and suddenly on a whim, he had the intuition that what happened below might be connected with the "Wei River".
But this intuition was vague and he was not sure, so he asked Jianzhen to help guard the Weishui River.
Jianzhen stood up and said, "Do you think that the source of blood and fire is actually the Weishui River?
Beneath Huashan Mountain, the Weishui River is indeed particularly conspicuous."
"I have this intuition." Su Wu said.
At their current level of practice, a subtle premonition or intuition at a certain moment may become a 'prophecy' of a major event.
Intuition is profound, yet fleeting and easily ignored.
Su Wu immediately grasped this intuition and naturally would not let it go.
After hearing what he said, Jianzhen nodded and walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain - he had just walked down the second or third level of the mountain, and his figure was already in the distance. After a few more breaths, he completely disappeared without a trace.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Danjia saw Su Wu put away the monument picture, her beautiful eyes turned and she said softly: "The so-called 'foreign enemy invasion' may actually not just mean Knocking on gates and breaking down the gates of foreigners may also refer to those who are not originally from this time and space?
Like us. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
"Maybe." Su Wu said.
He folded the stele picture again and put it into the brocade box. He led Danjia to a secluded deep forest. He pinched the heart lamp seal with his hand, and the raging golden fire spurted out from the pores all over his body.
Flooded all over the body, pouring into the dragon vein joints of Huashan Mountain, and burning fire was ignited on all the dragon vein joints of Huashan Mountain!
The rolling fire engulfed the figures of Su Wu and Danjia.
When the fire light dissipated, there was no trace of the two in the deep and secluded forest.
At this time, somewhere in the mountains and fields, in a secret and flat forest, a donkey cart was parked there. The tall and thin young man first unloaded several pottery altars and a stack of iron pots from the donkey cart.
Several young men, women, and children had already scattered around and started clearing the grass and collecting firewood.
The tall, fat old man had just built three earthen stoves with stones.
The old man took a lantern, picked up a bright white flame from the lantern, and threw it on the firewood in the earthen stove. The bright white firewood licked the firewood, and the firewood was ignited in an instant, with jumping flames.
He jumped out of the small stone stove.
He immediately set up an iron pot on the stove. The tall and thin young man who was unloading the donkey cart saw this and quickly moved a pottery altar to the stove. He took off the wooden plug on the pottery altar and opened the pottery altar.
The grease inside reflects the bright morning light and emits an inexplicable aroma.
However, when the old man in front of the stove saw the young man moving the pottery altar, he glared at the young man, tapped the edge of the iron pot with the pot spoon in his hand, and then said to the young man: "Do you also use fried oil for breakfast?
?!
Bring over the oil for us to eat, and bring over the leftover pancakes from last night!"
The tall and thin young man laughed awkwardly a few times, then hurriedly went to the donkey cart and brought down a small basket. In the basket were placed a stack of flatbreads, several bottles and jars of condiments, a bowl of pickles, a jar of sesame oil and something wrapped in lotus leaves.
A piece of fat mutton - that piece of fat mutton has almost only fat meat, and only a layer of lean meat can be seen as thin as two layers of paper.
The old man took a ladle of oil and slid it down the side of the pot. While the oil was still hot, he picked up a knife from the basket, cut off a piece of the fat lamb, and threw it into the pot.
The young man holding the basket next to him watched helplessly as the piece of mutton was exploded with more grease by the hot oil. It shriveled up and rolled up almost in an instant. He suggested to the old man in a low voice: "Master, maybe you will meet someone today."
If the time comes to catch and explode the treacherous ones, it will inevitably consume too much energy.
Just cut the meat into a few more slices. Once we eat it, we will have the strength to catch the monsters..."
"Didn't you say that the other day?"
The fat old man glanced sideways at the young man, but he hesitated for a moment, then he simply turned his head and cut out a piece of fat lamb four fingers wide and forearm long into two-finger thick slices, chopped it into small dices, and then
Throw it into the oil pan - the diced meat will turn brown when it is put in the pan. Originally, there was only a sheen of oil, but not the bottom of the pan where the oil collected. Now there is a potful of mutton fat gathered in it.
Then, the old man put in a few pieces of spices, some pickles, and wild vegetables dug out on the spot, stewed them, poured in half a pot of water, and cooked a pot of 'mutton vegetable soup'. The strong aroma of mutton oil,
The mutton smell burst out from the pot.
When the soup in the pot boiled, the old man broke up the dry and hard pancakes and threw them into the oily soup.
A fairly sumptuous breakfast was completed.
The children and teenagers who were collecting firewood in the forest also returned one after another. When the old man called out "dinner," they hurriedly took their own bowls and chopsticks and stood by the pot eagerly.
The Master of the Zao Class saw the shining light in the eyes of the children and teenagers, and his face was full of smiles. After scanning the disciples surrounding the Zao Class, the Master asked casually: "Where is Dong Qian? Is he still there? Collecting firewood?
Let him come back for dinner first."
After hearing the master's words, several children looked at each other with hesitant expressions.
"What's wrong?
Did something happen to Dong Qian?" Seeing the unusual expressions on several of his disciples, the old man frowned and asked again.
Seeing that the master's expression became serious, a disciple finally answered: "Dong Qian, Junior Brother Dong said that he did not want to stay in the Zao Class anymore - he said that he did not want to live such a miserable life anymore. When he passed through Chang'an a few days ago, , he found a job on his own to keep his stomach full.
Today we have made up our minds to tell Master that he has gone down the mountain..."
When the old man heard what his disciple said, he was stunned for a moment.
Several disciples did not dare to express their anger, and they all stayed by the stove and did not dare to speak.
Only the old man's eldest disciple, the tall and thin young man, said angrily: "This Dong Qian was saved by Master from Ren Yazi!
ungrateful!
Just leave without saying hello!
I'll go catch him back and ask him why Master didn't treat him well?!"
"Hey -" Seeing that the eldest disciple 'Kang Wu' had reached the edge of the wild forest while speaking, and was about to run out of the deep forest, the old man quickly stopped him and said, "A Wu, come back, you Come back first!"
Kang Wu had no choice but to listen to his master's words, so he turned back with a sullen expression.
Seeing the master taking out a money bag from his arms, taking a few pieces of silver and handing it to Kang Wu, the master swept away the gloomy look on his face and said to Kang Wu with a smile: "Dong Qian has found another way to survive. No. If you are willing to follow me around, I am still happy to be your master!
Working in a team is actually not a good way out.
Maybe when he encounters a vicious sneak, the Zao team will have to surrender his life. Dong Qian found a way to survive in Chang'an. He can have a full stomach and gain a foothold in Chang'an - isn't this better than being in the Zao team? I heard that there is nothing evil in Chang'an!
If you can live a peaceful life in this way, it couldn't be better!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But after all, he is still too young. Even if he finds a job and starts living his life, he will still need some money for daily expenses.
Ah Wu, when you catch up with Dong Qian later, give him these few pieces of silver so that he can save some money.
There is no need to ask him anything.
They are all filial children. If he can take this step, he must really not be used to the life of the Zao class - in fact, this situation occurs not only in our "Yinxi Zao Class", but also in other Zao classes.
It's not a bad thing if this happens.
This situation just shows that the world is clear and the people's lives are getting better and better day by day.
Now that life is better, they have food to eat and clothes to wear, most people still want to live a stable life and are not willing to take too many risks. Moreover, in today's world, there are fewer and fewer orphans.
Because of this, many Zao classes are worried about not being able to recruit new disciples.
Dong Qian wants to live a stable life, and that's right. As a senior brother, don't punish him!
If we go to Chang'an in the future, maybe we can beg for a bowl of water from Dong Qian!
Remember what I said?"
Facing the serious look in his master's eyes, Kang Wu could only lower his head and said: "Remember."
"Well, then you go.
Give the money to Dong Qian." The master nodded and looked at the children and teenagers with flashing eyes. He hesitated for a moment and then said to the children and teenagers, "Do you also want to talk to Dong Qian?
Like Qian Qian, do you want to go to Chang'an to make a living?
Dong Qian hasn't gone too far yet. If anyone wants to be with him, just ask the senior brother to take you to catch up with Dong Qian, so that you can have company with each other.
Master, I will also leave you a share of the expenses."
As soon as he said this, five more of the eight young men and women nodded cautiously.
Kang Wu on the side saw that the five junior brothers were all nodding and wanting to leave the Zao Class. He opened his mouth, feeling a little angry in his heart, but looking at the five young junior brothers, he couldn't say any words of blame, and a feeling of powerlessness came over him.
In his heart, this young man suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
In fact, as Master said, more and more Zao Ban disciples are leaving the Zao Ban, there are fewer and fewer orphans in the world, and fewer and fewer people are worshiping the Zao Ban. This situation shows that the world of the Tang Dynasty is getting better.
As the world changes, it becomes harder and harder for wild religions like theirs to be passed on. This is the right thing to do.
In times of great change, people's minds are moved.
In times of great prosperity, people's minds are calm.
The world is always like this. There are only some prosperous Yinximai Zao classes, but now they will become deserted again.
Kang Wu took his five junior disciples and went to look for Dong Qian, who had left first. Only the tall, fat old man and three disciples were left in this vast mountain forest.
The old man sighed deeply, forced a smile on his face, and said to the three children: "Let's eat quickly. The other brothers and sisters from the kitchen class will come over later. Seeing that our food is so good, they might come again.
Let’s share a bowl, our family has to eat more first.”
While he was talking, he scooped out a bowl full of soup cakes for each of his three disciples.
This mutton fat soup cake is really fragrant with spices added.
The three disciples picked up the bowls and never stopped holding the chopsticks in their hands.
However, the master was disturbed by the previous incident and no longer thought about eating. He sat on a tree stump with a bowl of soup cakes and looked at the direction where the disciples were leaving. In fact, he still had some hope in his heart, hoping that Dong Qian would
They would change their minds halfway and follow the disciple back.
However, this possibility is extremely slim.
The master lowered his head and sighed softly.
At this time, a monk wearing gray robes stepped into the deep forest with a clear goal. He walked straight towards the old man sitting on the tree stump. As he approached the old man, the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard clasped his hands and said to
The person in charge of the Yinxi channel said: "Namo Amitabha...
Excuse me, could you please give me a bowl of rice from the benefactor?"
"Look!" The tall, fat old man put down his rice bowl and said to his three disciples helplessly, "Just when the food was ready, someone came over smelling it!"
He then raised his head to look at the white-browed monk, pointed to the iron pot on the stove, and said: "After cooking the mutton soup cakes, the monk cannot eat meat and spicy food. I'm afraid I can't give this meal to you."
"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, but they remain in the heart of the Buddha. But it doesn't matter." The white-browed monk said.
Since the monk had said this, the master of the kitchen could not refuse, so he had to take the alms bowl that the white-browed monk took out from his sleeve, and filled a bowl full of mutton oil soup cakes for the white-browed old monk.
The old monk with white eyebrows wrapped the rosary beads around his wrist, thanked the Master of Yinxi Meridian, said some auspicious words, then picked up the alms bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and really started eating and drinking.
He ate up a whole bowl of mutton fat soup cakes, went to the stream not far away to wash the bowl and chopsticks, then came back and sat on the stone next to Yinximai Master Zhang Zao, with his eyes downcast and his legs crossed.
Meditate.
The old monk just closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, thunderous snoring sounded in his nose.
In just a moment, he fell into a deep sleep!
When the master of the stove saw that the old monk had finished eating, he didn't say anything about leaving. He sat on the tree stump next to him and fell asleep. He didn't understand the current situation. He was hesitating whether to wake up the old monk or speak to him.
After a few words, when I asked him about his purpose, there was some noise outside the wild forest, and the braying of donkeys and mules could be heard.
Before those voices approached the forest, a tall young man and a woman in red clothes and a green skirt walked into the forest and walked into the eyes of Master Yinximai.