After searching for a long time on Beiting Mountain, no living thing was found, and judging from the weak breath, it was not recent.
Priest Si Li ordered: "Use the method of cultivating the inner strength of the Yang Palace to sense the surrounding atmosphere."
His followers dispersed and expanded the scope of the search.
About half a moment later, a disciple from afar shouted to him, and everyone immediately went over.
There is a tomb there. It doesn't look very big, but it doesn't look like it was too old.
Chen Weiwei motioned for the others to step aside to block the sight of the people in the cemetery at the foot of the mountain.
He used his sword as a shovel to dig open the grave, and soon after, some bones were dug out, but they didn't look like human bones, but snakes.
"What a big evil thing."
After Chen Weiwei saw the size of those bones, he couldn't help but sigh.
Priest Si Li's expression changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he ordered Chen Weiwei to bury the things back.
"Let's go."
On the way down the mountain, Chen Weiwei couldn't help but ask: "Master, is that evil thing from Chao Xin Sect?"
Priest Priest Li nodded: "Judging from the breath of the bones, it should be."
Chen Weiwei said: "Judging from the decay, it hasn't been buried for too long, which means there are remnants of the Chao Xin Sect hiding here and raising such evil things."
The priest said: "Not necessarily."
As he walked, he said: "Back then, the Chaoxin Sect rebelled in Yunzhou. The shrine mobilized eight hundred disciples to join forces with the Beiye Army to wipe out the bandits."
"At that time, there were people in Chaoxin Sect who could control such evil creatures, such as big snakes, wolf kings, tigers..."
Having said this, he paused and looked back at the place where the bones were buried.
"Perhaps there was an evil creature that escaped from Yunzhou and went all the way north. This place is not very far from Yunzhou, so it is unknown whether it migrated here."
He lowered his voice and said to Chen Weiwei: "Go back temporarily. I think there may be suspicious people among those villagers, so don't make it public. This matter will be dealt with after major matters are done."
Chen leaned over slightly: "Disciple understands."
Although he said this, Priest Si Li became more and more confused.
In that mountain pavilion, there is still a faint treasure aura that has not dissipated, and there are evil spirits from the Chao Xin Sect nearby.
This Beiting Mountain seems to be more than just a cemetery for the cowardly soldiers.
At this moment, on the other side of Beiting Mountain, high on the top of the mountain.
A handsome-looking man stood there, looking at Priest Si Li and others with clairvoyance.
He was dressed in white clothes, which looked like snow. The weather in June was already a bit hot, but he still seemed to be afraid of the cold, so he wore a large white mink velvet cloak.
"If you didn't have a good rest in my Bi Po Manor, you came here instead."
He muttered to himself.
Behind him stood a monk wearing black robes and black shoes, which formed a sharp contrast with him who was dressed in white.
It can be seen that this monk has a high status. Even if he is standing behind him, he will not be regarded as a servant.
There were several people, behind the man in black robes, a middle-aged man who looked like a woodcutter, a scholar carrying a guqin, a woman in an orange dress, and an old man carrying a fishing rod and hanging a fish basket.
The man in brocade and white robes stepped forward: "Let's go around again. After all, we won't arrive until three days later."
Everyone responded.
He walked down the mountain, and the black-robed monk walked side by side with him.
He asked: "Zen Master, you advised me all the way, but why did you stop giving me any advice when we were almost there?"
The black-robed Zen Master also looks equally handsome, with a white face and no beard, and starry eyes, just like the person in the painting.
He smiled and said, "I have tried to persuade you all the way but I haven't persuaded you to turn back. When we are almost there, we should not persuade you anymore."
Ning Shu also laughed: "Those who travel a hundred miles are half-ninety. Zen masters should not have such a character."
The Zen master said: "I am your friend. I know that you are already on the road. I am afraid that the road will be difficult to walk, so I persuade you all the way. I will not persuade you again when you are almost there. It is because I am your friend. I will persuade you now. I will
To mess up your mind and affect your judgment, I’m here to advise you, not to cause trouble.”
Ning Shu laughed loudly: "That's why I have always said that no matter how big the world is, there is only one Zen master who knows my heart."
The Zen master asked: "For ten years, you have bet everything to get the title of Marquis of Jinyi. Now you are betting again. What else do you want to win?"
Ning Shu: "You even said I was gambling?"
Although his words were somewhat questioning, he was not angry and was still as gentle as jade.
As he walked, he said: "Loufan people can say that I am gambling, and beautiful people can also say that I am gambling. But Dongbo people should not say that I am gambling on my future."
He said in a calm tone: "You said that I have almost exhausted my family wealth in the past ten years, and finally got a Jinyihou. But I didn't get this Jinyihou. I deserve it."
"I am a Dongbo person, and I have spent all my wealth just to remain a Dongbo person in my lifetime. If the country is destroyed, I will just be a subjugated person."
Upon hearing this, the Zen Master's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he nodded heavily.
Ning Shu continued: "What I am doing now is still for this, so that Dongbo will still be there and will be there in the future."
The Zen master stopped, clasped his hands and said, "I have been practicing Zen for twenty-one years, but I can't achieve what you have realized in one day."
Ning Shu said: "That's because you and I have different understandings. You are a monk, and monks don't care about their country. I am in the world of mortals, and I have a country and a family. Besides, I didn't have an epiphany in one day."
He looked back at the Zen Master and said seriously: "My father taught me."
Because of these words, the Zen Master was startled again.
Ning Shu said: "He said that if a man doesn't even care about his own country, he is born a traitor."
The Zen master said: "Your Majesty is noble."
Ning Shu: "That's why he died early. After all, the world is full of filth."
The Zen master was silent.
Ning Shu said as he walked: "If the king makes a mistake, it will bring down the whole Dongbo. This is Dongbo's misfortune. Emperor Jade is still too patient to change the king, not even the royal family. This is Dongbo's luck."
He turned back to look at the Zen Master: "You persuaded me all the way, but I didn't say a word. Today you don't persuade me, but I will tell you... My move is really treason. After doing this, if I can
Baodongbo will be safe for another hundred years, so why not suffer the consequences?"
Having said this, he smiled and said, "I can't escape Lingchi after all. Can the Zen Master be trusted?"
The Zen master didn't express anything, nod his head, or speak, but he believed it.
Emperor Dayu hopes that Prince Yu Yucheng will come back in a hurry and become the king of Dongbo, so Yu Yu Chengyuan must die.
In the future, if Yuyu Chengchang really becomes the king, how dare he let the news of killing his brother get out?
So Ning Shu will definitely die, and it will definitely be Ling Chi. Someone has to achieve this result. He is just a businessman. Even if he is a Marquis of Jinyi, how can he compare with those noble families? Besides, only he is willing.
The Zen master asked: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Ning Shu replied: "I am scared to death, especially after I was ambushed and seriously injured when I was delivering food and grass to northern Xinjiang. I am even more scared to death."
He said: "The water is deep and I will not go near the water. The cliff is high and I will not be close to the cliff. If I encounter any trouble, I will hide if I can. If there is any danger in sight, I will naturally retreat further."
He asked the Zen Master: "You said I am not afraid of death if I shoot you?"
Zen Master: "Afraid."
Ning Shu laughed.
Zen Master: "You are afraid of death because you are afraid that death will not be in its proper place."
Ning Shu stopped laughing.
He said: "It's great to have a friend like you, who understands my heart, but it's not good to have a friend like you, because it will make me still miss this world."
The Zen master said: "I am a monk."
Ning Shu: "Yes, you are a monk, but you are not very skillful."
The Zen master shook his head helplessly.
He said: "Since you are already walking on this road, why don't you walk more thoroughly?"
Ning Shu: "This is not what a Zen master should say. Monks regard living well as a virtue but killing living beings is not a precept."
What the Zen Master said was that since you want to change Dongbo to a king, why not change it to yourself.
With Ning Shu's ability, no matter who replaces him as the king, he will be far inferior to him.
However, Ning Shu's words about taking life as a precept made the Zen master suddenly realize again. If someone from the royal family could be replaced as the king, he would shed the least blood.
The Zen master looked up at the road ahead. The path was rugged and undulating.
He said softly: "If I don't go to hell... who will?"
He didn't mean it for himself, he meant it for Ning Shu.
Ning Shu smiled and said: "What is not hell? Hell is also the hell of Dongbo. I can't be sent to the hell of the beauty. As long as I am still in Dongbo, it will be fine."
The Zen master said: "There is no one in the world who is more trustworthy than you. You know that I have been in the palace for a long time, but you don't hide anything from me."
Ning Shu said: "The most satisfying thing about my life is that I was once rich and could rival my country."
He said: "First, I know who I am, and second, I know who I know myself to be."
He said: "Before she died, my mother told me three things. One is to eat well, the other is to make some friends, and the third is to be more happy."
Ning Shu laughed at himself: "I haven't done anything my mother told me. I am not a powerful person, but I worry about the country and the people. I am a mediocre person who always bothers me so much that I don't even think about food and drink. I also pretend to be aloof and untainted.
So I don’t have many friends, and three...I probably won’t be happy while I’m alive. By the time I die, my winter anchorage will be stable, and I will be happy.”
The Zen master shook his head and sighed.
Ning Shu said: "My father also told me three things before he died. One, not to treason, two, not to judge justice, and three, not to judge faith."
He looked at the Zen Master: "Maybe I am more like my father. I have done all three of these so far."
The Zen Master said: "Thinking about your mother is fundamentally different from thinking about your father."
Ning Shu shook his head: "Same."
The Zen master was startled.
Ning Shu: "They all want me to be a happy, healthy and good person with a long life. Do you think they are greedy or not?"
He said: "It's a pity that after my death I won't be called a good person, and I will be infamy. Fortunately, it won't be too difficult to explain to my mother and father after I die."
The Zen master stopped talking.
He was respected by everyone in the palace, and everyone said that he was an eminent monk and a man of great virtue.
He has never been proud of this, and a monk should not be proud of anything like this.
The Zen Master knew that this was the case, but the Zen Master had always been proud of being Ning Shu's confidant.
When they were almost at the bottom of the mountain, the Zen Master suddenly smiled and said, "Do you think it's strange? The only confidant I've had so far in my life is just like you."
Ning Shu smiled and asked, "Do you consider yourself a confidant?"
The Zen master shook his head: "Just like you and me, your best friend is not a normal person."
Ning Shu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
He said: "I just said something wrong. I said that I have no happiness in this world. I was totally wrong. Zen Master, you are my happiness."
The Zen master said: "Then give me some incense money, after all, this is my identity."
Ning Shu laughed.
He didn't answer, but he had already planned it. The Zen master was not greedy for money, not lustful, had no desires, and had no desires. But what he left in the world after his death could only be trouble for this guy who was not greedy for money, lustful, and had no desires.
, collected them all.
So he said: "It's hard for you."
The Zen master said: "It's not difficult for me to do. I know what to do."
He asked: "Are you willing to recruit a monk to join your team? I am an unusual monk and will be very lucky."