White Bone Monkey King Chapter 130 I want to ask where Gu Hong is going, but I dont know his life experience since Youyou (7K big chapters, please subscribe and vote for me) (revised)
Chapter 130 I want to ask where Gu Hong is going, but I dont know his life experience since Youyou (7K big chapters, please subscribe and vote for me) (revised)
March 12.
In the mid-spring month, all things are awakened.
In this cold spring day, the cold wind on the river is as cold as a knife, and the hundreds of thousands of mountains are as depressed as withered tombs.
There is a county on the bank of Yinyi River.
It was a county called Chang.
Jin An exited the cave and woke up. He was surrounded by a dark and narrow space, his body seemed to be stuck, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was no sound.
Jin'an knew that he was still in the coffin, and he immediately pushed open the heavy coffin lid, wanting to tell the old Taoist priest the good news, huh? Unexpectedly, the coffin lid didn't move at all.
Jin An tried to push the coffin lid again, but it still didn't move.
Bang! Bang!
What's going on? What's going on outside?
Jin An tried his best to smash the coffin lid, but it still didn't move. The coldness of the forest hit his scalp, and the coffin lid was sealed from the outside.
boom!
The coffin lid exploded into pieces, and along with the explosion came thick loess pressing down on the coffin.
The moment the coffin lid was smashed, there was strong sunlight outside that dazzled Jin An's eyes. His eyes were blindingly white. It was not night, why was it daytime?
Jin An's eyes were dazzled by the sunlight, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, several frightened screams suddenly sounded around him.
"ah!"
"There's a corpse in the grave!"
"Help!"
Jin An, whose eyes had recovered somewhat, finally saw his surroundings clearly. He saw several men and women running away in panic, crying for their fathers and mothers.
And at his feet were overturned incense candles and paper money used to worship the dead.
But at this time, Jin An had no time to care about those people. He sat up from the coffin with a heavy look. He was not in the house covered with Taoist scriptures painted by the old Taoist. There were small earth bags piled up in the open space around them.
They are all small graves where dead people are buried.
No wonder he had difficulty pushing the coffin lid just now. The white coffin he was lying on when he passed away was actually buried alive!
Jin An looked at the unfamiliar sight in front of him, his eyes confused.
Who can tell me what is going on?
Why is it that when I wake up after walking into the underworld, the whole world is turned upside down? I wake up from the grave. Am I already dead?
And then I came back from the dead?
Jin An stood up from the graveyard in confusion. He looked at a village not far away. It was the layout of Xiba Village that he was familiar with.
And we also saw the familiar embankment of the Einyi River.
But now Xiba Village has become a deserted village where people have left the village.
The houses in the village are dilapidated, with collapsed roofs, broken walls, and overgrown weeds as tall as the people. If it comes at night, this is a veritable ghost village.
Judging from the desolate and dilapidated appearance, no one has lived there for at least ten years.
Hades?
Earthly world?
At this time, all kinds of thoughts came one after another. Jin An had a headache thinking about it, and the confusion in his eyes became more intense. Who can tell me! What is going on!
What about the veteran?
Where's the silly sheep?
Why was it that when I woke up from the underworld, I was transformed into a world of change, things and people had changed, was I really dead?
That sense of loneliness and absurdity that is unfamiliar to the whole world makes Jin Anxin feel uneasy and panicked. Could it be that I haven't withdrawn from the ghost world yet, but I have been targeted by some evil spirit and am still stuck in the ghost world?
Didn’t come out of the wall illusion?
Thinking of this, Jin An's eyes immediately darkened, and then he took out the Liuding Liujia Talisman on his body. At this time, he didn't care about wasting anything, go!
However, the man did not become a burly soul six feet six tall. He was still in the shape of a normal human being. He had indeed returned from the underworld to the earth, and Jin An's thinking had fallen into chaos.
In a state of confusion, Jin An walked out of the coffin.
With the last glimmer of hope, he wanted to go into Xiba Village to look for the missing people.
But at this moment, Jin An stepped on something at his feet. He looked down and saw a bundle of bamboo slips in the coffin at his feet.
In addition to the bamboo slips, there were several other familiar things in the coffin.
A scroll of bamboo slips "The Five Zang Secret Sutra".
"Guang Ping You Shuo Synaesthesia Record" is an ancient book bound with thread.
A letter.
A disc.
There are words on the Taoist plate, Taoist of the five internal organs, Taoist temple master of the five internal organs.
Jin An looked at the words on the Taoist disc, and his confused thinking became slightly clearer. He put away everything in the coffin, and then walked toward Xiba Village in confused silence with his back alone.
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Jin An walked into the abandoned Xiba Village and looked at the familiar layout of the village, but now it was empty.
The lively village last night has turned into a desolate and deserted village overgrown with weeds. It is a veritable ghost village.
Is this ten years of Huang Liang’s dream?
Or is a person resurrected from the dead in a coffin ten years later?
Jin An used the knife in his hand to clear the tall weeds in the yard, then covered his mouth and nose with his hands and walked into the dusty house.
There was a thick layer of dust on the floor of the house, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.
There is no black coffin in the main hall of the house.
There is no white coffin either.
This is just the main hall furnished in an ordinary people's home.
Next, Jin An silently walked through every corner of the house. The window sills, tables, and all the furniture in the house were covered with a thick layer of dust. There were also many vines growing on the walls, which were covered with dust, except for the old Taoist priest.
Those Taoist scriptures painted all over the walls.
Unwilling to give up, Jin An walked through all the empty houses in Xiba Village. Not a single house had a cinnabar scripture painted on the wall, which directly ruled out the possibility that Jin An had remembered the wrong address.
Unknowingly...
Jin An walked to the river embankment...
Due to the long disrepair of the river embankment and lack of long-term management by the government, most of it has collapsed due to floods over the years. The river embankment is covered with sediment and has lush weeds and trees.
Whoop, whoop, whoop——
The wind by the river was so strong that it made Jin An's cheeks hurt.
Jin An silently circulated the Black Mountain Kung Qi in his body to resist the cold wind by the river.
"Black Mountain Kung Fu", "Blood Sword Sutra", "Sixty-Road Monument Opening Hands", "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs", the Jianghu martial arts cultivation and the Taoist mental method cultivation are all still there.
The Tiger Evil Sword, the Liuding Liujia Talisman, the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman, and several other items that were sealed by the Yin De Edict are all still there.
This shows that what happened to him in the past month or so was real and not a dream.
"So what's the problem?"
"The Six Ding Liujia Talisman and the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman are real, so the old Taoist priest is also a real person, so where are the old Taoist priest and Shayang now? Why don't they leave before I wake up from the white coffin?
Already?"
"The Tongxin Golden Lock also exists and is really worn on my body, so the murderous corpse in the white coffin also exists... I wonder if I am now imitating Du Shiniang and jumping into the river angrily while holding the Tongxin Golden Lock. The murderous corpse in the white coffin
Will the Lord really save me?"
Jin An stood on the river embankment covered with loess and overgrown with weeds, looking at the turbulent Yinyi River under his feet. Jin An took a step and silently retracted it.
The water is a bit cold today.
Let’s dance another day.
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…
"Tao, Taoist Master, are you going to commit suicide by jumping into the river?"
"A person's life is only a few decades. Isn't it bad to live?"
Suddenly, the cautious voices of several people came from behind.
Jin An was interrupted from his thoughts. He turned around and looked behind him, and saw that the grave-sweepers who he had scared away before had gone back and were looking at him with concern from a distance.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Afraid." The common people nodded honestly.
"Then do you think I am a human being or a fake corpse?"
This time, the people argued for a few words each, and then carefully answered Jin An: "Taoist priest, you should be a human being, because only human beings dare to stand in the sun and are not afraid of the sun."
Jin An was silent, and then looked at the world in front of him blankly: "Can I ask a question, how many years is Kang Dingguo's Conquest of Virtue now?"
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows among the group of people replied: "In reply to the Taoist priest, this year is the eleventh year of the Conquest of Virtue."
"Eleven years of conquest for virtue..."
"Eleven years of conquest for virtue..."
Jin An muttered to himself at first.
Then he asked urgently: "In the year of Zhengde ten years ago, did something big happen in Chang County? In the Wenwu Temple of Chang County, a green money willow tree magically changed from bronze leaves to brass leaves overnight?"
Unexpectedly, when faced with Jin An's question, those people all looked confused.
"Chang County has been dead for ten years, who can still remember things that took that long?"
"Chang County is now a ghost town. There was a fire ten years ago and the entire city was burned to death. No one dares to go near it now."
Several people were discussing it.
Buzz!
Jin An felt a roar in his head, and he was stunned on the spot, and then hurriedly asked what happened ten years ago?
But those few people didn't know much about the details.
It can only be vaguely stated that the death of Chang County was caused by a terrible fire.
The fire burned the whole city and spread quickly. No one escaped, no matter whether they were old, weak, women, children, gentry, merchants, or government officials. Tens of thousands of people in the city were all burned to death inside.
It was a purgatory on earth. Later, the government said it was worried that a plague would break out from those corpses, so they sealed the gates of Changxian City. Naturally, no one knew what was going on inside...
At this time, he was still the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, recalling and saying: "I heard my grandma talk about what happened ten years ago, because my grandma barely escaped the fire in half a day, so the memory is special
deep."
"My grandma went to the city during the day to attend the Qingming Temple. Unexpectedly, the next day, she learned that Chang County had been burned down by a fire. The government came and asked the surrounding villages to move out quickly. They said there were so many corpses and there was no place to bury them. I was worried.
There will be a plague."
"Although Xiba Village is forty miles away from Chang County, the government said that Xiba Village is in a safe location, but everyone is afraid that so many people will die. If a plague breaks out, it will definitely spread here, so they will move together with other villages.
The village is dozens of miles away.”
The man continued to recall, and Jin An gradually learned more details.
According to what this person said, the day when the fire broke out in Chang County, like today, was the Qingming Festival, and that day was the Qingming Temple Fair.
The Qingming Temple Fair is the most lively and important festival of the year in Chang County. There are also tourists from the nearby villages in Chang County. Naturally, many people go to Chang County to participate in the Qingming Temple Fair and see the thousand-year-old sacred tree Qingqian Liu.
And this man's grandma was lucky enough to see the thousand-year-old sacred tree, the Qingqian Willow, on the Qingming Festival ten years ago when she was riding in an ox cart from the village to the city for the temple fair.
Next to the incense box next to the Qingqian Willow, there are people who are responsible for introducing the origins of Wen Mo Temple and Qing Qian Willow. For example, the construction of Wen Mo Temple came from the memory of a great scholar with high integrity who expelled foreign invasion and died on the battlefield.
"Let me tell you, there was a Taoist priest in the queue behind my grandma, but when my grandma took the bullock cart back to the village, she kept scolding the Taoist priest, saying that the Taoist priest spoke unpleasantly, and actually did so in front of Qingqianliu
He scolded our great Confucian from Changxian County for being a thief who was greedy for life and afraid of death, betrayed his country for glory, and deceived the world and stole his reputation."
"The Taoist priest didn't speak loudly, and only a few people near my grandma happened to hear it. However, my grandma was timid and fearful and did not dare to offend the Taoist priest. Later, she only dared to talk to our family when she got home."
"Unexpectedly, that night, Chang County was engulfed in a fire, and no one escaped."
"So my grandma has always suspected that the Taoist priest who disrespected the sacred tree must have offended God and caused the lives of a whole city to be buried with him."
The man seemed to be remembering something and said mysteriously: "By the way, I remembered it. My grandma did mention it to us. After the Taoist priest scolded Qingqianliu, Qingqianliu did change."
"But that was all after my grandma left Chang County. Later, after sunset, people who came out in front of the city gate before the curfew said they saw changes in Qingqianliu."
When Jin An heard this, he was stunned again.
He was surprised and asked: "Isn't that right? It shouldn't be the day of the Qingming Temple Fair. After someone scolded the Qingqian Liu, the Qingqian Liu had a mysterious phenomenon overnight, and then grew brass leaves. The Qingming Temple Fair Qingqian Liu became more lively and continued.
After ten years of prosperity...did the entire city die out in the end?"
…
"Taoist Master, we are locals of Chang County, so how could we remember it wrong?"
"Indeed, on the day after scolding Qingqianliu, Chang County was burned down by a fire."
Listening to Jin An's incomprehensible words, the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows carefully looked at the strange young Taoist priest in five-color robes in front of him: "Taoist Master, why are you sleeping in a dead man's coffin in the cemetery?"
"Did you offend some enemy and be buried alive in a coffin by your enemy?"
Jin An hummed vaguely, then eagerly asked the people in front of him for more details.
According to what several people on the other side said, the Kangding court not only closed the city, but also relocated all the people from all over the country within a few dozen miles of Chang County.
Although Xiba Village is far away from Chang County, it later became empty and became a deserted village ten years ago.
Today is the time to worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival. The few people in front of me are so courageous that in recent years, they return to their hometown every year to visit their graves.
Because everyone feels that ten years have passed since the Changxian fire, and all the dead have been eaten up, leaving only withered bones, and there is no longer any plague to fear.
Therefore, in villages far away from Chang County like Xiba Village, many people began to return to their hometowns to pay homage to their ancestors.
These people only know so much, and they don't know the deeper details. After all, what happened ten years ago was too long, too long.
Long enough for all the truth to be buried in the rolling yellow sand.
They saw that Jin An really didn't look like someone who wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river, so they all left after not staying long.
After all, they saw Jin An emerge from the coffin in the cemetery with their own eyes, and the living returned to the living, but it was still very scary.
As a result, Jin An was the only one left in the place again. He seemed to be abandoned by the world and his figure was confused.
…
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Chang County.
When Jin'an returned to his hometown, it had only been one night, and the place had already changed.
The city gate is closed.
Destroyed by the vicissitudes of time, the tall city wall has been desolate for a long time, showing a heavy and heavy sadness, like a silent and sentimental giant.
Nuo is a big city.
There was total silence.
It was not difficult for Jin An to climb over the city wall. When Jin An, the only living person, was isolated on the city wall, he quietly looked at the collapsed ruins after the fire was extinguished and the dead city overgrown with weeds and bushes.
desolate.
sad.
There were also mixed feelings of sourness, all rushing to my throat at this moment.
"I'm back?"
"Do you still remember me..."
Is the disaster that happened last night the same suffering that was inflicted on you ten years ago?
Are you taking me through it all over again, the catastrophe that no one could escape from ten years ago?
Various scenes from the past month or so emerged once again clearly in Jin An's mind.
Snap.
Snap.
In the deserted market, corpses were everywhere. Jin An was walking alone, his footsteps echoing in the surroundings.
He walked through familiar markets, markets, stone bridges, dry river beds, the Fengle Building that collapsed in ruins, the Deshan Building that was destroyed by fire, the mutton restaurant and inn that Jin An and the old Taoist priest liked to go to.
The place where the old Taoist priest Goat lived, the Yamen, the Goulan House...
Half of the street was destroyed by gunpowder, leaving a huge crater at the original site of the Man Mo Temple.
"A noble scholar who died in battle to expel foreign invasion..."
Jin'an looked at the Wenwu Temple that had been reduced to nothing, with a sentimental expression on his face, lamenting, and finally became angry: "Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, traitorous to the country for glory, and let foreigners burn, kill, plunder, and treacherous people, yet they still have the dignity to establish themselves.
Temple, set up a chastity tablet for yourself! Let the world praise you for dying on the battlefield, rather than surrender, and whitewash the treacherous people as noble and upright scholars! Others’ treacherous ministers will be infamy for thousands of years, but you deceive the world and steal your reputation, and the more you live, the more you look like a saint!"
…
The flowers are bright and the willows are dark, and the sky is full of sorrow. I go up to the top of the heavy city and go upstairs.
I want to ask where Gu Hong is going, but I don’t know his life experience.
The setting sun was shining slantingly on an official road far away from Chang County.
A carriage was driving slowly on the official road, getting farther and farther away from Chang County. The person driving the carriage was an old man pulling the reins.
"Sir, there is something that I can't understand. Why don't you see Mr. Jin An one last time before leaving?"
There was silence in the carriage for a while, and the curtains on the side of the carriage were lifted. The people sitting in the carriage silently admired the scenery of the golden dome in the distance under the setting sun: "There is no feast that never ends."
"If we are destined, we will meet again one day."
"If there is no fate, it would be better to forget about each other than to see each other again."
Qi Bo sighed: "Master, if you don't tell Mr. Jin'an clearly, how would he know that that day he accidentally entered the ghost land of Chang County and almost died like other passers-by in the past ten years?
Chang County, a ghost town where thousands of lonely souls live.”
"If you don't tell me, how will others know that it was you who saved the life, Master?"
It was calm inside the carriage.
The man in the carriage did not answer Qibo's words.
Young Master, Young Master, even this old slave, I can see that you are hiding something in your heart. If you really have something on your mind, you should see Young Master Jin An for the last time. If you leave today, there will be no chance of seeing each other again in the future... I'm afraid it will be like that.
It rains endlessly.
Qi Bo sighed, as a person who had come here, he had already seen that the young master couldn't bear the shame and took the initiative to find Mr. Jin An. He wanted to wait for Mr. Jin An to come to her, but if you don't take the initiative to say that it was you who took action, Congchang
How could Mr. Jin'an, who was rescued from this increasingly noisy ghost town in the county, know the truth about all this?
On the contrary, Mr. Jin'an mistook him for Mr. You and left without saying goodbye. The misunderstanding will only get bigger in the future.
Thinking of this, Qibo, who was driving the carriage, once again fell into the unforgettable emotional memories of his youth.
At that time, it was because of each other's arrogance that neither of them could let go of their dignity and took the initiative to find each other, leaving them with regrets for the rest of their lives. In the end, it was really better to forget each other...
Qi Bo drove all the way and saw the young master in silence all the way. He knew that the young master was upset at this time and could not listen to his words, so he began to mutter to himself: "This ghost town in Chang County is getting more and more serious."
"Ten years ago, it was just a riot in the city, but now Qingqianliu has not been punished, causing the resentment to accumulate. Even the Buddhist vessels consecrated by the eminent monks of Zhenguo Temple can't suppress the resentment of thousands of innocent souls in the ghost town.
The resentment in the city actually began to spread out for dozens of miles, affecting passers-by dozens of miles away, attracting passing traders, and passers-by mistakenly entered Chang County."
"Tsk tsk, but that Mr. Jin'an is also a strange person. He also helped to clear up the wrongs of those wronged souls. First, he was involved in the 'Thunder Man's Corpse Cutting Case', then the 'Water Ghost Drowning Case', and he assisted Changxian County Yamen to solve the case for ten years.
That shocking case before."
"Next, he was not greedy for worldly yellow and white things, he took the initiative to exchange the harmful money in the hands of the people of Changxian County with high integrity, and on the night of the sudden change, they took action to deal with the thousand-year-old evil tree Qingqianliu, and they rescued so many people.
The people left the city."
"Although those people had already died in the catastrophe that night ten years ago, it was precisely because no one was willing to save them ten years ago. All the women, children, old and young in the city died in the city, and no one escaped, so they
Only after death will the unwillingness and resentment in the heart turn into overwhelming resentment, resenting the injustice of the world and why no one lends a helping hand to them. Just like a drowning person often resents the people on the shore for not going into the water to save them."
Qi Bo continued: "In the past ten years, every night at night, the Changxian ghost land will re-enact the disaster that happened ten years ago. Whenever I pass near Changxian, my mind will be affected by the overwhelming resentment, and I will accidentally enter Changxian.
No one among the passers-by, merchants, scholars, ladies... or the monks or Taoists who took the initiative to go to the city to slay demons and protect the Tao could survive. But Jin'an, an ordinary person at the beginning, managed to survive alone."
"Mr. Jin'an not only became the most critical person to break the situation, but also resolved the increasingly fierce grievances in Chang County for ten years, and dissipated a lot of the grievances of thousands of lonely souls. It is estimated that in the next few decades, the grievances in Chang County will be
I will never come out to harm others again. This is a great merit. Even the old slave is envious of me; especially Mr. Jin'an has formed a good relationship with the lonely souls in the city. That is a powerful soul with thousands of resentments.
,This is a strange thing, tut tut."
"It's a good thing, sir, that you didn't tell Mr. Jin'an the truth about the ghost domain in Chang County in advance. Otherwise, if you knew it in advance, it would be unsatisfactory and ineffective."
After Qi Bo finished speaking, he did not forget to flatter his young master: "Of course, young master, you have the world in your heart and are so upright. When you heard that the ghost town in Changxian County was getting more and more troubled, you took the initiative to go into the devil's cave to slay the devil.
With a kind heart, he must be a person who will inherit the great blessings of our Kangding Kingdom. Even if Mr. Jin'an does not become the person to break the situation this time, Mr. You will definitely save the danger this time and leave Chang County safely."
"Furthermore, the reason why Young Master Jin An was able to break the situation this time is because, Young Master, you were kind-hearted at first and couldn't bear to see him die in vain, so you gave Young Master Jin An the opportunity to practice and taught Young Master Jin An how to practice.
Mr. Jin'an, an ordinary person, can have a slight chance of saving his life in the ghost land of Chang County."
"I tell you, sir, that we should immediately turn around and go back to Chang County to look for Mr. Jin'an, and then explain your good intentions to Mr. Jin'an, so that Mr. Jin'an will remember you for the rest of his life."
"Yes, we should let Mr. Jin An remember him for a lifetime and never forget him for the rest of his life... Master, how about I turn around and go back to find Mr. Jin An right away?"
It was still quiet inside the carriage.
Didn't respond.
The young master is so worried that he can't even flatter you anymore?
Qi Bo was still waving the whip in his hand, gently slapping the butt of the horse pulling the carriage, and driving the carriage absentmindedly along the long official road.
"Sir, are you asleep?"
Under the golden glow of the setting sun, there was still no response in the carriage.
After a while, Qi Bo asked in a low voice: "Sir, where will we go on our next trip?"
The carriage was still quiet.
While waiting, finally, the man in the carriage spoke again.
"Qingqianliu has been on the run for ten years. It has been hidden deeply and there has been no news. Others have been looking for Qingqianliu for ten years and still can't find it. You and I alone can't find it."
"I heard that the last appearance of the Nine-Faced Buddha was in the Kingdom of the Immortal God. The Nine-Faced Buddha is too old. I heard that he is about to run out of fuel, so he is now in a hurry to reincarnate in his tenth life and complete his cultivation.
The tenth-faced Buddha, let’s go find the legendary Kingdom of the Immortal God.”
"That Monk Pu Zhi can be regarded as one of the disciples of the Nine-faced Buddha. There has been no trace of the Nine-faced Buddha in Kangding Kingdom for a long time. This time his disciple was born again, and as soon as he was born, he appeared in the ghost town of Chang County, and also interacted with the assassin
There must be some conspiracy between the Yin Master and the Zhizhi people... I guess they still have no desire to give up on the Yin Condensation Basin ten years ago, and want to come to Chang County to continue looking for clues about the Yin Condensation Basin, just in case the Nine-Faced Buddha reincarnates for the third time.
If it fails in the tenth life, use the polygonal basin to resurrect the Nine-faced Buddha."
The man in the carriage spoke thoughtfully.
When he heard about the Kingdom of the Immortal God, Qibo's complexion changed and turned bitter.
When he heard that his master was not only looking for trouble from the Kingdom of the Immortal God, but also the Nine-faced Buddha in the Kingdom of the Immortal God, Qi Bo even complained in his heart: "Young Master, you also said that you want to forget Mr. Jin An in the world.
Well, now you have gone directly to the Nine-Faced Buddha's lair."
Of course, Qi Bo did not dare to speculate on his master's thoughts. He turned to another matter: "The Kingdom of the Immortal God has always been very mysterious, and no one knows its specific location."
"But the old slave has heard rumors that if you want to find the Kingdom of the Immortal God, you must first find several ancient countries that have disappeared in historical records for thousands of years, such as the Che Kingdom, the Wuer clan, and the beauty figurines, and then you can locate them.