In February of the 17th year of Shunzhi, Jiang Wen, who had been away from Wuyi Mountain for a long time, finally stepped into the territory of Chong'an County again. The boat drifted and broke into a place between clear water and green mountains.
From a distance, everyone saw the clear water flowing under the Dawang Peak of Wuyi Mountain. Dots of sand gulls gathered in the wind, and then followed the traces of Jinlin fish. They saw the tall shadow of the mountain falling sideways to the west, gently falling among the bamboo forest and pine sea, covering the area.
In a quiet world where flowers bloom and leaves fall, and clouds and fog rise, everyone feels relaxed and happy, and the dust and smoke of the journey disappear invisible.
Jiang Wen was not idle along the way. He was busy promoting the excellence of the Wuyi Sect. At this time, he was so close to his hometown that he refused to stop for a moment. After bidding farewell to the envoys of the Hongyang Sect, he led a group of people to disembark at the ancient ferry.
, along the rugged and winding path up the mountain, passing the ruins of the Wannian Palace, which was destroyed by thunder and fire for many years, took a short rest between two Song Guangxi trees, and then climbed straight towards Zhang Xianyan on the mountainside.
Zhang Xianyan is a huge rock with a strange peak protruding from the mountains. It lies on the only way to climb the mountain and cross the ridge. It is like a roof beam weighing on the top of the head, and it is majestic and majestic.
Jiang Wen looked at the stone from a distance, and soon discovered the four words "Wuyi Sword Sect" that he had carved with his own hands. The words were covered with green moss due to rain vapor, and the writing gradually became blurred, giving off an aura of being abandoned for a long time.
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You must know that in the mountaineering team led by Jiang Wen, in addition to the two or three original kittens from the Wuyi sect, there are also three new people who have joined. Among them, only the boy holding the knife said nothing, while Akko, who was like a porcelain doll, hugged him tightly.
After staying with Luo Shuang'er, her thoughts were similar to Fu Ningdie's when she first met Jiang Wen. She vaguely felt that she had met a human trafficker.
If your mother had not seen the money being collected when she entrusted you to the other party, Ake might not want to report it to the official yet.
But for Jiang Wen, that scene has long been accustomed to it. After all, when it comes to the characteristics of the Wuyi sect, except for Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it is not so poor.
Jiang Wen scratched his head at Lin Pingzhi, then frowned.
I am not satisfied with the crooked calligraphy of my hand. I used my heavy skills to fly over the wall and carved it on the bottom with my sword. I was not pursuing the highest cost. Jiang Wen ran away for half his life and was still a poor man when he came back.
It’s very possible that you can afford to hire a mason to carve it, so just let the wording be ugly. It’s not a bad thing to save money.
The scene behind his eyes was completely different. If there were still unfamiliar elements left, Jiang Wen would have no way to doubt what he saw - at this time, the old name was still used under the hanging plaque, which made the words "Tongtian Temple" seem worthy of its name and magnanimous.
He suddenly stood up.
A clear and clear sound echoed through the mountains, and Green Green, who had been there for many years, bowed his hands politely and greeted the stunned people one by one. His attitude was upright and unrestrained, not quite like a disciple of a famous sect, but that was true.
The people who originally believed it were a bit confused. Could it be that what Jiang Wen said was true?
As soon as we passed Jiang Wen in the main hall, we noticed that the light in the atrium was extremely dim. The windows around the perimeter were closed and the doors and windows were locked. Even the patio was blocked by trees, leaving only the dark wind floating around. Day and night never stopped.
Until this time, the dead memory stopped attacking Jiang Wen again!
The memory of death suddenly hit Jiang Wen. Leader Jiang, who had a bad memory, looked at Qi Zhou in embarrassment and found that he seemed to have forgotten the incident as soon as he said that sentence.
Jiang Wen searched around alone and found only the whereabouts of the horseman Lao Ye. He even found traces of seven stone lions.
As soon as the short journey was over, the roadside was covered with pines and cypresses, scattered shadows, and the stone steps curved and steeply extended closer. But when Jiang Wen climbed down the Tongtian Rock, what he saw was completely beyond his own.
imagination.
Jiang Wen also realized that it was a good idea and quickly defended himself.
Fortunately, Luo Shuang'er didn't pay attention to those trivial matters at this time, and you turned a deaf ear to Jiang Wen's explanation. With your face as hot as ice, you held Ake steadily and walked down the mountain.
"Ah, what, if something happens, he will stay here first. In fact, as a teacher, uh, as a teacher, I don't have any ideas——"
Tao Gu tried to organize his thoughts, but his head was as empty as his wallet. I stroked my forehead and shook my head, feeling that I had forgotten something important.
"Hahaha, of course you remember... Thank you for your hard work. Pingzhi, how long did he wait at the foot of the mountain? Just stay alone like that?"
Tao Gu patted my shoulder happily. He felt that the child was really a teachable child. He was quite rambunctious and indifferent, and he kept few desires. There were only two shabby houses under Tongtian Rock. How could he find such a small hall?
I, Sasou, really know how to cover up my master’s ugliness.
Zhang Xianyan, who was half a step behind, now crossed over the stunned crowd, opened the door of the small hall with gratitude, and invited Xiaojia to retreat inside.
Jiang Wen instantly felt sorry for the multiple escort leader. His father, who had been promised so much, was suddenly thrown into the wilderness of Xiaowangfeng to survive in Fuzhou City. His suffering was finally over when he returned.
It was bad, but Zhang Xianyan smiled shyly.
"It's strange. How come you met the handymen in your sect... Could it be that you paid the wages and they all ran away?"
Jiang Wen narrowed his eyes and looked at the small hall. He just thought that he opened it in the right way. Then he saw a two-foot-square granite standing in the small hall, with "Wuyi Sect" engraved on it with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.
The eight characters are made of iron and silver hooks, which are strong enough to penetrate stone bars. Even if they have experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, they will be easily wiped out and destroyed!
Jiang Wen said something suspicious and was determined not to go any further, because we climbed down from Tianjian Pond and immediately arrived at the core area of the Wuyi Sect, "Tongtian Hall" - even though the name of that place was
It is majestic, but in reality it is just a main room in the center of a flat area on the top of the mountain. It is composed of luxurious wooden houses and seven side rooms on the right and left. Even though it is located at the top and overlooks the mountains and clear waters of Wuyi, the temperature difference between day and night is extremely small.
The draft is suffocating.
But at that time, I was only worried that those seven words together looked bad, but I also thought that among the eight low-footed disciples I had recruited, none of them could even use a sword, so that the seven words "Sword Sect" existed in name only.
, it is becoming more and more annoying to look at.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The dead memory attacked me violently. Jiang Wen hurriedly covered his ears and finally remembered what he had forgotten.
I immediately complained, "Master Jiang Wen, I saw you before going down the mountain and knew how to use the small hall, so I boldly found a side room to move in... If it was suitable, Ping Zhiyuan would move in immediately.
Leave!"
So for the first part of the journey, Jiang Wen didn't have Zhang Xianyan as his companion. He finally felt embarrassed and walked even more unmotivated.
I suddenly recalled that I had received the construction drawings and timber and stone cubes from the White Lotus Sect, and they were sure to build a small hall. This also led to Jiang Wen's trip to Fuzhou, but I didn't think
The White Lotus Sect is indeed true to its words and acts resolutely. In just a few months, it built such a small temple under such barren mountains and ridges!
Jiang Wen was even more confused. Logically speaking, even if Lao Ye was looking after the business of the tea house, the seven stone lions should be guarding the foot of the mountain. Lao Ye would always bring those seven things with him——
When the sight adjusted to the white darkness, I heard the screams of Da Ake and Da Ningdie breaking through the sky, because in the middle of the empty small hall, there was a stone coffin, with the stone carvings below mottled and textured.
It also became blurry, and one could only vaguely make out the sarcophagus painted with a disembowelled Mani Light Buddha, smiling strangely at everyone...
Seeing that the true face of the Wuyi Sect was about to be exposed to a few people, Jiang Wen couldn't help sweating on his forehead. He hoped that we would turn around and run up the mountain to spread the news all over the country, right?
After turning around, what suddenly appeared behind Jiang Wen was a shabby house with rotten rafters, but a magnificent small hall building. This hall is one room wide and eight rooms deep, with a single eaves resting on the top of the mountain, and a back eaves leading to the sea corridor.
, a total of eighty-seven pillars are used, and each pillar is carved with dragons, tigers, and phoenixes. The small hall blends into the outline of the mountain. From a distance, it looks like a green peak, not a cave.
When Jiang Wen saw the person coming, he was so happy that he hugged him and slapped me hard on the chest and back several times. The slaps made the other person's face gradually tighten, and he said happily.
Imagine going to a roadside tea house. There are seven fat little white guys sitting or lying outside and inside, baring their teeth at passers-by every day. It can be confusing whether the guests are eating tea later, or the seven of us are eating people?
"Why are you retreating?"
This person was wearing a black-coloured over-the-shoulder cardigan and an iron-gold Longquan sword on his waist. Perhaps because of the hot weather down the mountain, he also added a sable fur coat inside, making him look like a man from the world. This chance encounter on the road made me feel happy.
, but seeing Jiang Wen dressed as a Taoist from a distance made my face filled with surprise.
"Pingzhi, why did he come down the mountain?"
But in the final analysis, this matter is because the trip to Guangzhou, which was originally planned to start in two months, was suddenly interpolated with the trip to Jizu Mountain in Yunnan, which took less than two months. Then, after going back and forth, there was naturally a delay on the way.
Yue, even the matter of taking me back to Wuyi Mountain can only be postponed automatically.
The person I met by chance was unexpectedly Zhang Xianyan, the son of Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of Fuwei Escort Agency, and Lin Xiu, Jiang Wen's registered disciple. When Jiang Wen asked such a question, Zhang Xianyan also asked in confusion.
There was originally a Tianchi in the mountains, and the water was turbid to the bottom. But apart from an acre of barren fields with dying rice, there was only a thatched house and a stable. As Jiang Wen raised his voice to call for the doorman, every sound was powerful.
Turning back, it aroused waves of echoes, making the entire mountaintop feel distressingly quiet, like a barren mountain far away from the world.
"Yes, you have to find something to cover it up some other time."
While he was wandering around, he could only hear the sound of steady footsteps under the spacious and flat mountain road.
I have been living in abalone restaurants for a long time, and I feel that my Xiaowang Peak is quite remote. Now that I have returned from a long absence, I feel that my face is bright. I should have known that I would have been bragging about the Wuyi Sect's appearance in the world.
As for how to use those houses, Jiang Wen felt that he needed to spend less time figuring out the structure outside. He simply led everyone towards the middle of the small hall in a meteoric step.
"Ahem, the place where your Wuyi faction is stationed has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Sister Shuang, look at it. Are you lying to him?"
"Master Jiang Wen, when you were in Fuzhou City, you discussed with my father and asked me to send you down the mountain two months ago. Do you want to personally teach you martial arts?"
The grass grew and the orioles flew, and the winding roads only took a moment. Everyone saw a green man with a face like a crown of jade on the mountain road, walking towards us in small steps.
"It's hard, Master Jiang Wen. You haven't been in the mountains for more than a month. During that time, there were no servants to take care of you. Everyday food was missing. It's just that the mountains were a little lonely. In those days, when you had time to do something, you could just clean the house.
Temple, practice kung fu and live a peaceful life."
But then the scene became even more embarrassing, and the air in the room almost froze. Jiang Wen quickly signaled with his eyes, hoping that his disciples would save the situation, but Jiang Wen's disciples all walked down the mountain with expressions of resignation.
Thinking about the bad days of drinking the northwest wind on the top of the mountain, I just wanted to deal with the master who made his face swollen and pretended to be fat.
At a cursory look at the small hall, there is only one main hall, two side halls, eight main rooms and about ten side rooms, all connected and clustered together. It is like a maze to Jiang Wen, but in short, the tiles on the outer roof
Strict and tidy. Compared with the leaky thatched huts later, this one was so bad that it knew where to go. It immediately solved the small crisis that the Wuyi sect was on the verge of bankruptcy just as it was about to expand its enrollment.
"Master Jiang Wen!"
Before a burst of slander, Jiang Wen led a few people with high morale and continued walking down the mountain road, and soon climbed to the edge of Tianjian Pond, where the cold spring gurgled.