When Yun Zheng saw Lang Lige and Sun Qizhi driving their bald-tailed horses back, he almost shed tears. When he walked out of the canyon, there was a large plain in front of him. After setting up camp, Yun Zheng took the
The three hundred people returned to Wangjia Mountain. They needed to search carefully here, and the treasure should be here.
After climbing Wangjia Mountain, it was already time for the sun to set. Kongtong Mountain was indeed worthy of being the first mountain in the northwest. Looking around, it was lush and green. The mountainside was surrounded by white clouds and the mist was rising, covering Kongtong Mountain with a mysterious charm.
Veil. Looking from a distance, it seems like there are immortals drinking and playing chess in the mountains.
The smoke and clouds drifted by, and a corner of the cornice was exposed from the clouds and mist. Just looking at the corner of the cornice, one could tell that there was a monk temple there. Wugou was very confused, but Yunzheng found it interesting. The appearance of a monk temple on a famous Taoist mountain was considered a unique sight.
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When it comes to high mountains, clouds and mist always rise from the mountainside. People call this landscape the jade belt. If the mountain is not high enough and the clouds and mist float from the top of the mountain, this landscape is also called beauty yarn.
Yun Zheng once laughed at the Baiyun Temple in Wugou, saying that he deliberately built the temple in the cold and wet fog belt for the beautiful scenery and to maintain a sense of mystery. It was purely to show off gods and ghosts without caring about the lives of the monks in the temple.
Wugou talked tough, but he actually regretted it. When he was choosing the site, he came to Dosha County one by one and raised a lot of money with his own hands to build the Baiyun Temple. At that time, he only considered the scenery and luck.
, the only thing that was not considered was the people. When the cold mist passed by the Zen room, all the beauty turned into boundless chill.
The construction of Baiyun Temple was a mistake. Could it be that the construction of this temple was also a beautiful mistake?
Yunzheng and Wugou looked at each other, then rolled up their sleeves and went down the mountain. As they walked along the rugged and slippery path, Wugou said with a smile: "The monk here must be a rich monk, and the incense here must be very prosperous."
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"How can you see it?" Yun Zheng took out a folding fan, shook it twice, then closed it again when he felt it was inappropriate.
"The monk's dream for many years has been to lay bluestones on the Baiyun Trail. It has been particularly successful after so many years. The temple in a bandit's den has such a pomp, which really surprises the monk."
Yun Zheng put the fan behind his collar and walked towards the temple first with a haha. Turning around the foot of the mountain, he saw a very magnificent temple, with the name "Zhencheng Zen Temple" written on the plaque.
At this time, the temple door was closed. Only a few jackdaws landed on the surrounding trees and screamed. Yun Zheng did not knock on the door. Instead, he studied the inscription in front of the temple door with great interest. Wugou glanced at the inscription.
He smiled and said: "In the 13th year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, Master Renzhi presided over the construction. According to records such as "Mountain Chronicles" and inscriptions, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty once bestowed a farm and a house, and ordered Master Renzhi to stay in Kongtong Mountain.
He excavated stone slabs and founded a temple, and later generations honored him as the founder of Kongtong Mountain. The temple has always been the main temple of Yelin Daochang in Kongtong Mountain. It was called "Minghui Zen Temple" in the Tang Dynasty, and now it is called "Zhencheng Temple".
The monk only knew about Minghui Zen Temple, but he didn’t know about Zhencheng Temple. Minghui Zen Temple had been destroyed by wars as early as the wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Unexpectedly, the temple was now reborn from the ashes. Amitabha, so good, so good.
According to legend, there is a Lingyun Pagoda in the temple. It was built in the Tang Dynasty. It is made of seven-level octagonal blue bricks and is nine feet high and six levels. It stands tall and makes people look up. Inside the pagoda, eighty-eight Buddhas are enshrined.
The eight Buddha statues are very solemn and you must worship them when you come here."
The monk arranged his monk's robes, climbed up the steps, and knocked on the door knocker. After a while, an old monk whose age was unclear opened the temple door, squinted his eyes and looked at Wugou Road: "This temple is a Zen temple."
The Heart Sect specializes in cultivating the Buddha's mind and does not accept wandering monks. Senior brother can live in another place. Less than five miles from here, there is a family of good believers who are most kind-hearted. Senior brother can stay there for the night."
Wugou Jishou said: "Buddhism is the door of expediency. If you talk about Zen mind, Tao mind, and all the Buddha's Dharma in front of my Buddha's throne, it's just shit. If you don't worship the Buddha when you see it, it's a great disrespect."
After saying that, he pushed the old monk away with his fat body and strode into the temple. Yun Zheng laughed and followed in. He just took the fan off his neck and shook it quickly.
Gold leaves are Yunzheng's indispensable equipment. He took out two pieces and put them in the old monk's hand and said, "Add them to make sesame oil money."
As soon as he entered the door, Yun Zheng saw the huge word "心". This character was not written with a brush, but was engraved on a huge bluestone. The writing was vigorous and simple. Yun Zheng felt that it was not written by a monk, but rather.
It seems to be written by a general with thousands of troops and horses. The iron hook is painted in silver, and the momentum is extraordinary.
After reading the words for a while, there was no name under them. The old monk stood aside with his hands folded like a dead tree, seemingly indifferent to the large group of people in front of him.
There are everything that should be in the temple, such as the Main Hall, the Heavenly King Hall, the Jade Buddha Hall, the Ksitigarbha Hall, the Wei Tuo Hall, the Garan Hall and the bells and drums. There are also incense and candles in the main hall, and the golden statues are also very well preserved.
In good condition, the most important thing is that it is very clean. It seems that someone is cleaning and wiping it all the time. The only thing missing in the whole temple is a monk. The fat monk came with me, and this old and thin monk cannot be alone.
A person who keeps the entire temple in order.
When Wugou saw the Buddha, he worshiped with great piety. He didn’t know how many Buddhas he worshiped along the way, and he didn’t know how many sticks of incense were placed on him. The polite monk even worshiped the wooden carvings behind the door, but the look on his face became more and more serious.
of compassion.
He seemed sad, and the old monk also seemed sad. When Wugou was chanting, he was knocking on the wooden fish and chanting in a low voice. It was only then that Yun Zheng believed that he was a real monk.
The scriptures are dry and difficult to understand. If you don’t have decades of hard work, you will definitely not be able to understand the true meaning, and it will be even more difficult to memorize them. Wugou was chanting the scriptures, but Yunzheng was sitting on the threshold, looking around, unknowingly
By this time, the sky had darkened. Just when Yun Zheng was about to find a place to sleep, he found that the jackdaws still refused to rest.
Those who pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch are humans. Crows do not have such a profound will. As long as they can return to their nests, they are not willing to fly around aimlessly.
"Where are those jackdaws' nests?" Yun Zheng asked softly after the old monk finished reading the scriptures.
The old monk's face twitched, and he pointed numbly at the tall tower behind the temple. That tower should be the Lingyun Pagoda mentioned by Wugou. It looked dark in the dim sky, and indeed there was a kind of piercing sky.
Feel.
Liang Ji and Peng Jiu quickly led people to surround the tower. Peng Jiu bent down and twirled his fingers on the ground, put it to his nose and smelled it, and said to Yun Zheng: "The general is blood, and it will never exceed
An hour."
Yun Zheng counted the time and found that an hour ago, he was still in a hurry to find horses. No matter how talented Lang Lige and Sun Qizhi were, they could not bring back the horses one by one. In the end, there were five horses missing. Yun Zheng took them
After searching for a long time, they found it in a small mountain col. There were dry thorns everywhere, and the horses were trapped in them and could not get out.
At that time, Han Lin and Ma Jinhu were tracking Qin Long. They didn't know who was injured. Anyway, it couldn't be Han Lin and the others because Yun Zheng searched for a long time but couldn't find the mark left by Han Lin.
Buildings like pagodas are actually very annoying. There is only one way up and down, which is stairs. Except for the Yellow Crane Tower, which has a men's path and a women's path, there is only one staircase leading to the top of other pagoda-shaped buildings. The highest floor of the pagoda is also called Baori.
The bead can only allow people to crawl in slowly. Under such an environment, Yun Zheng felt that it was not a good idea to stick his head in and be chopped off.
Liang Ji, who was used to catching foxes in his hometown, smiled and brought a lot of firewood, poured some water on the firewood, and lit the hay underneath, and thick smoke filled the air along the chimney-shaped pagoda.
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Several plants that tasted very bad when burned were also thrown into the fire by the hunters of Dousha Village. A violent coughing sound suddenly appeared on the pagoda. Hearing the sound, Yun Zheng became happy. It was obvious that one of the people
It's Qin Long. Even the sound of this guy's cough is very different from others.
"Old Qin, come down and let's have a good chat. We are too far away in the valley today and I can't hear some of what you said very clearly. Come down and let's talk slowly. Everything is easy to discuss. We are all scholars. We can't be polite.
Sweep the floor."
After a while, four knives were dropped from the tower. Under the escort of the Jiaziying sergeant's spear, Qin Long and four black-clothed bandits emerged from the tower, but they no longer had the arrogance of the day.
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Yun Zheng hugged Qin Long's shoulders affectionately and said: "I have always wanted to ask you and talk about what happened during the day. According to your performance during the day, it is definitely not something a veteran can do. I just want to
Do you know where King Gaitian has gone? Why does everything here seem to be decided by you?
If it is King Gaitian, I can guarantee that the worst situation now is a lose-lose situation. You are cunning enough, but you are definitely not a talented person who can dominate one side. To be honest, after my victory today, I also feel that I am lucky.
It really couldn't be better. You sent three thousand people to die. I really didn't expect this. Who would have thought that you sent people to die just to consume my crossbow arrows. If you are decisive enough, wait for those people to be killed by me.
After killing them all, immediately bring troops to cover you up. Do you know that in that case I won't even have a chance to step on you? Please explain it to me so that I won't be unable to sleep tonight."
Qin Long raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his face, hesitantly took the water hyacinth from Yun Zheng, took a deep breath, sat down on the ground and cried out: "General, you have also seen that late students are actually all
I’m helping you!”
After saying these words, not only Yun Zheng was stunned, but the four bandits who were tied like rice dumplings also looked over in surprise. (To be continued)