Chapter 119: Few people walking in the deep alley of Jiaomen
Jiang Wen looked through the holes in the clay body of the statue and saw that the people gathered in this nunnery were all the most ordinary villagers. Some of them were born with the wind and frost, some were pampered and fat, and some had mean faces.
Calculating, but more often than not, he is wearing ordinary short brown coarse clothes. He may just walk back and forth in the streets and alleys in a daze every day, passing by strangers.
But tonight, in this secret gathering that no one knew about, they all showed their most pious and solemn feelings about the afterlife, death, heaven, liberation and other concepts, passionately expressing their beliefs that may have been hidden for generations.
For ordinary people, a few years of turmoil can change a lot of things. Whether it is dreams, persistence, longings, or pursuits, they will all be shattered in the face of cold reality.
But in the Tang Dynasty lane system, which is like a living fossil in the city of Fuzhou, they are able to interact with each other and retain the ties that maintain specific groups of people.
Therefore, in the hundreds of years of war and chaos from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the present, not only did water, fire and epidemics not exterminate them, but they made their beliefs purer through mutual support and help.
Jiang Wen shuddered a little.
If this incomprehensible faith loses its guidance and embodies the ever-increasing public grievances in the city, I don’t know what kind of terrifying monster it will catalyze, and it will lead this weathered city to a precarious direction.
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But what can they believe?
After all, during the changes of the dynasty for several generations, the only things that remained unchanged were their humble houses covering their heads with tiles, and the meaning of "purity, light, power, and wisdom" that would eventually bring about changes in the world through word of mouth.
Jiang Wen listened carefully to some of their teachings and found that Mingjiao still showed strong vitality during the long period of time when the scriptures and classics were scattered and unknown. It happened to be that the "Three Worlds" theory of Manichaeism was nested in the meeting place.
It fits into the Three Worlds theory of Maitreya.
The "initial boundary", "middle boundary", and "posterior boundary" of the theory of the Three Worlds are exactly attached to the ancient Buddha of Qingyang Lantern (past), Sakyamuni Buddha of Hongyang (present day), and Maitreya Buddha of Baiyang (future).
The ultimate goal of the universe, the world of light claimed by Mingjiao, is interpreted as the arrival of the Tushita Palace where Maitreya Buddha lives. It is also the fall of the fourth heaven among the six heavens of desire in Buddhist teachings, which will soon bring about the final light and bliss.
This theory has been a long-standing belief of the White Lotus Sect, and is also one of the methods for integrating the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.
At the time when Jiang Wen traveled through time, archaeological work on documents had discovered that Manichaeism advocated the Taoist theory of "Laozi came out of seclusion and transformed into a barbarian", and actively proposed the theory that Laozi came out of seclusion and transformed into Mani.
Qing Yang - Red Yang - Bai Yang.
In this way, the Taoist Qingyang came out of seclusion and became a Hu, the own Mingzun once again used the Red Yang to enter the world, and the future Buddha Maitreya of Baiyang Buddhism finally redeemed himself. After the self-consistent upgrade of the theories of the three religions, the sect's sects were in trouble.
The barbarous sectarian feud seems particularly petty.
According to Jiang Wen's words, the world view has been established, and the combat setting has great advantages!
Moreover, in this way, they just used the teachings of Mingjiao as a link to bridge the conflicts between Buddhism and Taoism in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, win over a large number of centrist believers, and finally gave birth to this metaphysical secret religion in the religious field - their ideas are also very
Simple, as long as the explanation can make me believe it and bring me benefits, it doesn't seem to be a very important thing whether the true god is the "Infinite Old Mother", the "Vacuum Ancient Buddha" or the "Longhua Amitabha"...
But there are pros and cons to this approach.
The advantage is that the Mingjiao, which lasted through the Song, Mongolia and Yuan Dynasties, can be preserved to this day with great difficulty. The disadvantage is that the Mingjiao, as a declining sect, cannot withstand the continuous internal erosion and evolution of the other three sects.
Regarding the Ziyang Confucianism that was not mentioned in the Theory of Three Worlds and Three Worlds, Jiang Wen was completely confused about their purpose of getting involved.
Zhu Xi Guangda's Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism originally came into being to resist the threat of Buddhism and Taoism to Confucianism. In the end, it spread in the Han Dynasty with a vitality even more terrifying than the previous two.
In this regard, Jiang Wen also remembered an extremely "coincidental" detail in history.
Zheng Xingzhi, the number one scholar who once lived in Jipi Lane, was a disciple of Zhu Xi. He also actively advocated the lifting of the ban on Neo-Confucianism by Cheng and Zhu as a political advisor (equivalent to a deputy prime minister), and it became the official school of the world, making Fuzhou the center of Neo-Confucianism at that time.
The reason why Our Lady of the Red Lotus cherishes her own classic theories so much is that she needs to find and restore some core concepts that are different from other schools and re-support the vitality of Mingjiao.
"The poisonous miasma is about to dissipate. Protector Huang has not appeared yet. Everyone, please go back quickly and be careful not to stay too long."
The Holy Mother of Red Lotus spoke, and the remnants of the Ming Cult in the door also became silent and dispersed from the side door with extremely high consciousness, just like they had been taught countless times since childhood.
But this time, not long after leaving the house, a low and suppressed exclamation came from the alley.
"Holy Mother Bodhisattva! The Geng family soldiers outside the alley have disappeared. Dozens of civilian men have appeared and are tightly guarding the streets and alleys. There are eyes and ears at the intersections and alleys!"
Xiangzhong slowly returned to the nunnery, with a look of fear and uneasiness on their faces, "Could it be Protector Huang who told the news about us..."
"Don't talk too much."
The indistinguishable voice of the Red Lotus Virgin could be heard all around him, but Jiang Wen still couldn't see the other party's true appearance. "The other party just blocked the entrance of the alley and didn't break in, which means they don't know the exact location yet. You lead people through the secret passage."
Leave and leave two people to deal with possible arrests!"
The Mingjiao incense crowd then calmed down and said, "What about the Holy Mother Bodhisattva?"
The voice of Our Lady of Red Lotus was full of contempt.
"Goddess Liu Ding is still here, so they can't even hope to see a trace of me. If it weren't for the secrets in Jipi Alley, they wouldn't be able to stop me if I fight my way out tonight!"
After saying that, the red gauze fluttered out, and the energy firmly sealed the door and window hinges of the nunnery, instantly showing a very high level of martial arts cultivation.
Seeing that no other information could be heard from inside the house, Jiang Wen also relied on Qinggong to jump back into the robbery cave and sneak in the other direction.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The owner of Eryouzhai is probably the Protector Huang in their mouth, who alone controls the secret passage of the ancient tomb and controls the cover of the corpse poison miasma in the tomb.
The assembly also seemed to be an independent party.
But this is also consistent with the clear hierarchical characteristics of secret societies.
The people who came here tonight must all be members of the Ming Cult who have directly contacted him. By contacting the lower levels and operating in a single line, it can prevent the government from bribery and catch all the traitors. Once there is a problem, it can also be judged based on the personnel and organizational relationships.
The location of the mole.
Jiang Wen admired this, if Southern Shaolin was a little defensive like this, it would not be completely defenseless, and it would not wait for the Shaolin Temple to be burned to ashes before starting to reorganize lay disciples in Guangdong and implement this advanced concept.
The road soon came to an end and turned into an increasingly narrow road. Jiang Wen also guessed that the two sides must be close to the foundations of other houses.
The corridor ahead suddenly changed course, and the main road was heavily backfilled with plaster. The color of the soil dug up by the new road was actually very fresh, and the plow marks on both sides were still there. It was probably because someone was afraid of digging tunnels in the middle of the way for residents to build houses and roads.
Therefore, the owner of Eryouzhai took precautions and built a new road.
When he pushed open the hidden stone door, he found himself emerging from a snow cave in a rockery of a mansion.
The so-called snow cave is mainly made of glutinous rice, brown sugar, lime and other prepared materials. It may be built according to the wall between halls or courtyards, or it may be built in a rockery for people to pass through. It can not only cool down and cool down, but also provide shelter.
Fire avoids disaster.
This compound is silent, the water in the pond has stopped moving, and the maple trees leaning between the houses are leaning out. Many wild birds are building nests in them to attract the phoenixes. The sparse branches outside the window are sifted to the ground, and the shadow of the moon is vaguely reflected in the empty house.
Looking up from the hall, you can see the double-story wooden building that faces east and west.
Jiang Wen noticed the hurried footsteps across the wall, so he turned over and jumped onto the roof. He rolled around on the eaves of the roof several times to make sure there was no one around, and then he patted the dust off his body and fell to the ground.
Lanterns were swaying on both sides, and there were figures in the distance. Jiang Wen raised his eyes and saw a towering archway first. A small and exquisite seven-story pagoda was built on the archway, and the writings on the stone plaque also showed the following.
Location - Tower Lane.
"I entered from Jipi Lane and should have passed through Gongxiang Nunnery, but the fork in the road ended at Tower Lane. This road is surprisingly mysterious, and it would be very difficult for ordinary people to find the path."
Figures kept appearing and disappearing in the distance, and the sound of weapons clashing became clearer.
If you walk alone on a deserted street in the middle of the night, you will be as helpless as the lice on Teacher Saitama's head. You must find a place to hide.
At this time, Jiang Wen didn't know that the people coming were from the Fuwei Escort Agency. He just thought that the Geng family sent people to the city overnight to search for them. His appearance would always bring bad variables, so he judged the direction of the figure and turned around.
He ducked into the palace alley again and walked further into the alley.
The method is also very simple. The structure of the lane is divided into north, south and east. The opponent can outflank the enemy from the north and south central axis. If you break the siege along the east and west direction, you can just avoid their pursuit.
The lights at the end of the ancient alley are dim, and the houses are gradually dilapidated and deserted, with overgrown weeds. The impact of war and chaos in the late Ming Dynasty on the outer city is that many people have taken refuge in remote mountains and remote areas. Fujian is an indisputable place for military strategists of all ages.
Hiding along the rugged Wuyi Mountains can block many disturbances.
At the end of this road, there is a wide and majestic moat, which cuts off the extension of alleys along the north-south direction. Beyond that, there are vast fields and villages scattered among the rolling hills of lush trees and bamboos.
The bright moon is shining high, the old city is densely forested, and the breathing of Fuzhou City sleeping in the night becomes slow and steady, as if all the turmoil and fear in the day have rested together, and as if there is something creeping lurking in the dark night.
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Different from the majestic and majestic Wuyi Mountains, Jiang Wen was in this familiar yet unfamiliar city, and the neon lights in his memory appeared in his eyes - it was obviously a different cityscape, a different place.
The era has the same coldness and the same incompatibility.
Among the abandoned houses, Jiang Wen discovered an ancient building with battlements. The gray and blue bricks were exposed and dilapidated. There was also an open window in the several-meter-high tower. A strange smell slowly wafted from it.
, which made Jiang Wen's gloomy mood become tense again.
"It's actually a tower to save people."
After circling the tower, Jiang Wen turned around with a look of dismay on his face.
When he turned around to find his way, he was surprised to find that the dimly lit Ta Alley behind him had disappeared, and was replaced by a dark, gloomy and old alley.
There were suddenly no residential buildings on both sides of this alley. They were all towering gray stone walls. The pale color was as cold and traceless as the faded photos, swallowing up the remaining warmth in the surrounding late at night. Two strings of excessively bright red lanterns reflected a dazzling and...
The limited red light reminded him of the tragedy of the Hesheng Immortal Banquet on Manting Peak...
He did not turn his head, but at this moment, the sound of soft footsteps sounded in his ears. It seemed that there were many invisible people moving forward on tiptoes. The soles of their shoes slowly rubbed against the ground, and there were continuous footsteps coming from around him.
Walking past, I walked numbly into this dark alley.
Jiang Wen secretly thought that if there really was an alley leading to the underworld in the world, then it must be as cruel and ruthless as the one in front of him.
As the strong wind suddenly surged out, pieces of scattered rice paper flew past him. Jiang Wen picked up the pieces of paper in the wind and saw some extremely clumsy printing on them with thick black ink.
pattern.
Using the dim light of the ancient alley to identify carefully, Jiang Wen found that there were countless ghost figures on the piece of paper, stained with blood, twisting and turning to form two creepy handwriting...