The dream of a lonely hero

Miao Yanjun thought Wu Tianzhen was stubborn and unwilling to put down his pride and go to Jindou Mountain to invite "Black Evil Heavenly Venerable" Zhang Shouzhen, which made him very anxious, but he had already said everything he needed to say, so how could he add more words? The two of them were silent for a long time.

Wu Tianzhen said: "You don't know my unworthy junior brother Zhang Shouzhen. If I go to Jindou Mountain to invite him, he will definitely have old grudges again. There will be no room for maneuver."

Miao Yanjun listened carefully and said: "Master, how about asking your senior disciple Meng Yanchang to go to Jindou Mountain for you?"

Wu Tianzhen shook his hand and said: "It's not appropriate. Although Meng Yanchang is my disciple, he is also the leader of the Golden Spear Society. The Golden Spear Society has been designated as a bandit by the court and has been vigorously eliminated. Zhang Shouzhen will definitely be able to hand Meng Yanchang over to the government and ask for credit and reward. It's a loss!"

Miao Yanjun said: "How about Yanyun going?"

Wu Tianzhen said: "Although Yanyun is my brother He was a son of the Emperor, and had even worked under the Southern Court. Zhang Shouzhen was a man who looked down on others. With Yan Yun's previous status, he would have been courteous. But Yan Yun was clumsy and not good at speaking. Could he be competent for the job? "

Miao Yanjun thought: "Interacting with people is indeed Yun'er's shortcoming, but also his strength. Not being good at speaking will give people a sense of simplicity and honesty, which will reduce Zhang Shouzhen's vigilance."

Wu Tianzhen said: "There is no other choice, so I have to ask Yan Yun to go. I'll have to trouble Miao Wuxia to explain the next things to him in detail."

In order to try to eliminate the vigilance of "Black Evil Heavenly Venerable" Zhang Shouzhen, Wu Tianzhen and Miao Yanjun picked a twenty-something-year-old companion Yuanda for Yan Yun. When Yan Yun and Yuanda were about to leave, Wu Tianzhen gave them some instructions. At dawn, Yan Yun and Yuanda bid farewell to Wu Tianzhen and Miao Yanjun and set off on the road to Jindou Mountain. Yan Yun was dressed in bright clothes and riding a horse, which was carefully prepared for him by Wu Tianzhen and Miao Yanjun, so that Zhang Shouzhen would not look down on him and refuse to see him. Yuan Da pretended to be Yan Yun's servant and led the horse. Yan Yun kept touching the shoulder strap while riding the horse. Inside was twenty taels of gold for Zhang Shouzhen, which was borrowed from here and there by Wu Tianzhen. Yan Yun was afraid that the twenty taels of gold in the shoulder strap would fly away. Yuanda said, "Seventh Brother! You are riding a horse and still put the armrest on your shoulders. Aren't you tired? Can't you put it on the horse's back?"

Yanyun said, "I feel at ease this way. Why do you call me Seventh Brother again? What did Master Wu tell you? Have you forgotten?"

Yuanda said, "Oh! I should call you Master, Master Yan."

Yanyun said, "If you forget again, turn around and go back!"

Yuanda said, "I can't forget it! I can't forget it! Master Seventh Brother, if you forget again, you can cut off my tongue, okay!"

Yanyun took the reins from him and rode away without answering him. Yuanda ran a few steps to catch up and said, "Seventh Brother! There are no pedestrians on this road early in the morning. It's awkward to call you Master. I'll just call you Seventh Brother for now!" Yanyun didn't say a word. One was riding a horse. One was walking beside the horse. Yuanda walked and said, "Seventh brother, you don't know, the secret passage of Changshou Temple is so dangerous and terrifying. I have been so scared for more than ten days that I haven't recovered yet."

Yanyun said: "Your courageThey are all scared to death!" Yuanda said: "It's not just me, Yuanda, Mingran, the 'Five Ghosts' and others are the same. The night before yesterday, Cui Yinpeng, the boss of the 'Five Ghosts', was so scared that he couldn't stop crying. Don't mention it! These few nights, it's either ghosts crying or wolves howling, I haven't slept a peaceful night." Yanyun was shocked and thought: Mingran, the 'Five Ghosts' and others are all murderers, and they will also be so shocked. Seeing his surprised face, Yuanda told him everything about how he and Wu Tianzhen and a dozen people broke out of the gate of hell through the secret passage of Changshou Temple. Yanyun was also shuddering all over. He learned from Wu Tianzhen that the uncle Zhang Shouzhen was not a good person. He didn't want to take this job from the bottom of his heart. After listening to Yuanda's words, he knew that the secret passage of Changshou Temple was powerful. If he couldn't break it, he would be in trouble. If they had it, no matter how good their martial arts were or how many soldiers they had, they would only be killed. In any case, Zhang Shouzhen had to be asked to go down the mountain. Before they knew it, it was noon. The two of them had a quick lunch at a roadside inn, rested for a while, and continued to walk towards Jindou Mountain. It was already evening when they reached the foot of Jindou Mountain. They found an inn at the foot of the mountain to have a meal and rest. At this time, through the door of the inn, they saw groups of men, women, old and young, holding lanterns, heading towards Jindou Mountain. Yuanda was puzzled and called the waiter, asking: "Waiter! What are these people doing in groups at night?"

The waiter said: "Sir, you don't know! Tonight is the day when the 'Black Evil Heavenly Lord' Zhang Zhenren invites gods. They all ask for blessings from gods."

Yuanda said: "Invite gods?"

The waiter said: "Zhang Zhenren is a living god! He is good at fortune-telling. He predicted that there would be a fire disaster at Mr. Jin's house at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday, but Mr. Jin just didn't believe it. Look, there was a fire at Mr. Jin's house the day before yesterday, and the whole family was destroyed and killed. "

Yan Yun said: "It will not be in vain."

The waiter said: "Zhang Zhenren never charges for fortune-telling."

Yan Yun said: "Oh!"

The waiter said: "To solve the disaster and pray for blessings, you need some money. You said that Mr. Jin is rich, but he is reluctant to spend 30,000 yuan to solve the disaster. The result is really terrible! Sir, you are also asking Zhang Zhenren to solve the disaster for you, right? Don't be like Mr. Jin who would rather sacrifice his life than money! As the saying goes: Spend money to avoid disaster. ”

Yan Yun thought: What a good way to avoid disaster by giving up money! Thirty thousand coins is not a small amount in this remote place, and it also has some weight in the capital. It is equivalent to the monthly salary of thirty soldiers of the imperial guards.

Yuanda said: "Waiter, the people who go up the mountain to pray for blessings should bring offerings, right?"

The waiter said: "Of course, they should bring some incense money."

Yuanda said: "How much?"

The waiter said: "Twenty coins."

Yuanda said: "Hey! The gods are always compassionate, saving people from suffering without asking for rewards, how can they ask for money like this! ”

The waiter was so frightened that he was stunned and stammered: "Is it an offense to the gods? How can I..."

Yan Yun wanted to stay overnight and go to Jindou Mountain the next day. He asked the waiter for a room to stay in. Yan Yun was worried and had no idea whether he could ask Zhang Shouzhen for help. He asked Yuanda to look after the luggage in the room and walked out alone.Walking around the inn. There were still many people on the street, holding lanterns and looking up at the top of Jindou Mountain, talking in groups of three or two. One person said, "We can't pay for incense, and we can't pray for the gods' blessing. Looking at the gods can also bring us some blessings."

Another said, "The gods won't blame us, right?"

"How could it be! Who knows if the gods will bless us poor people."

Yan Yun was also curious, but the mission of inviting Zhang Shou was far greater than curiosity. He squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the back mountain by the starlight. He walked four or five miles along the winding mountain road. He saw lights flashing in the valley in the distance. Perhaps he wanted to relieve stress, so he walked towards the lights. He saw it clearly that it was a manor house. There were two or three Taoists holding whisks and carrying swords guarding the gate. There was a small wooden building in the manor house. The windows of the small building were open. Through the window, he saw a Taoist holding a young and beautiful woman drinking and having fun. Yan Yun thought, what kind of Taoist is this! The Three Pure Ones' precepts were not mentioned at all, not to mention that the emperor had issued an edict that "Taoists are not allowed to keep wives and concubines", which has been written into the laws of the Song Dynasty; why not find out the truth and hand it over to the government for punishment. Thinking of this, he tried his best to take advantage of the terrain and the deep forests and dense grass, and rushed forward like a crane hiding in the deer's way. He came to the foot of the wall, tapped the ground with his toes and flew up to the top of the wall, and jumped to the roof of the small building. In the style of "withered pine hanging upside down on the cliff", he hooked his toes on the eaves and leaned over to peek into the house: the house was luxuriously furnished, with a table of wine and food. The Taoist who was laughing with the woman was over thirty years old, short and about six feet tall, with a pale face, a mysterious look, a garlic nose, goldfish eyes, a small mouth, and a few inches of yellow beard under his chin; a purple gold hairpin was pinned on his head, and he was wearing a black satin Taoist robe. The woman leaned against the Taoist priest and said with a sweet smile: "Master! Can we not invite the gods today? A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold!"

The Taoist priest said with a smile: "Ping'er! Darling! This is not okay. You are taking money to help others get rid of disasters. Spring nights are long, why bother about this moment."

Ping'er pretended to be angry and said: "Get rid of disasters for others! Get rid of disasters! Why don't you help me, Zang Xiping, get rid of disasters! You are not allowed to go tonight."

The Taoist priest said: "It's just half an hour! When I make more money, we will not stay in this broken place, but move to Bianliang City."

Zang Xiping said: "By then, how can you regard me as 'us'? The capital Bianliang City is a wonderful place where all the beauties are gathered. , the pearl garden is full of fragrance. How could you remember a country girl like me! "

The Taoist said: "Baby, don't worry! How can I be a heartless and ungrateful person."

Zang Xiping said: "I think you are, that's it!"

The Taoist said: "I swear to you, okay?"

Zang Xiping said: "No. I tell you to stop now. What do you want so much money for? Living a fairy life in this paradise is much better than that in Bianliang City!"

The Taoist said: "You don't know how wide the quilt is if you don't sleep in it. Bianliang City, that's because you haven't been there. If you have been there once, you will definitely not want to come back."

Zang Xiping wanted to act like a spoiled child. The Taoist lost interest and his face sank. Zang Xiping didn't dare to make trouble and left the room. A young Taoist, holding the Wujinxiao Tai'a sword and the red gold handle whisk, came into the room and said: "Master! The time is almost up. Please takeDharma instruments."

The Taoist said: "Well! How is the one of Jin Yuanwai's family?"

The young Taoist said: "Reporting to Master! I saw you were "busy" these days, so I didn't dare to disturb you. I and a few junior brothers took advantage of the dark night and burned Jin Yuanwai's house to ashes. Let's see who will not believe in your true words in the future. ”

The Taoist nodded slightly, took the Wujinxiao Tai'a sword and the red gold handle whisk, and left the room.

Yan Yun on the roof thought, this is really a scum of the Three Pure Ones disciples, who ruined Jin Yuanwai's family for money, and killing this beast will not bring any trouble. Then he thought, if this Taoist is Zhang Shouzhen, he must not be killed, and the Changshou Temple on the broken dragon mountain still has to rely on him. Watching, the Taoist left the manor surrounded by a dozen young Taoists. He jumped down lightly, used light skills to fly out of the manor, and walked on the mountain road back to the inn. As he walked, suddenly there was a faint sound of gongs and drums, which came from the top of Jindou Mountain. The gongs and drums stopped, and there was a "bang". In the night sky, colorful balls overlapped, colorful and sparkling. After a while, they turned into gems inlaid in the night, and finally, gradually turned into waterfalls of stars. The cloth slowly fell down. The sound of gongs and drums rose again, and a huge colorful golden dragon flashed in the night sky, roaring down from the sky. After a while, the golden dragon slowly turned into stars and disappeared in the night sky. After a while of silence, the sound of gongs and drums rose again, and with a "boom", a huge halo appeared in the sky, and the halo gradually disappeared. With another "boom", a huge golden armored god appeared in the middle of the halo. Countless colorful flowers bloomed from the god's left hand, and the sky was full of flowers. Countless colorful "Fu" characters shot out from the god's right hand; the flowers and "Fu" characters gradually fell down, slowly turned into sparks, and slowly disappeared, and the golden armored god also disappeared in the vast night sky.

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