Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 171 What is Kuryuzu

Jiang Wen and his party immediately returned to the ancient temple in the South China Sea, and told the numb villagers the news they had prepared, and they all looked at Jiang Wen and the other three at the same time.

The expressions of the villagers are also very indifferent, as if they have been exhausted by this series of sufferings, and have no longer the urge to observe with their own eyes.The dead are said to have broken roots, and the living have new roots. Ordinary people are inseparable from the realm of life and death with outflows, and naturally they can only reincarnate in it, never ending.

Yan Yongchun's father patted the village elder on the shoulder, expressing his grief in a way unique to adults, and the villagers seemed to have guessed that such a day would come, but it just happened to be the right time.They calmly accepted the statement that Zhangqiugang Village was quiet and there was nothing unusual inside or outside the mourning hall.

"Everyone, now that the first seven days have passed, the dead in various families continue to stop, which will easily lead to filth and plague ghosts. Why don't we let the dead souls reincarnate to the next life?"

With Yan Wing Chun around, naturally no one would doubt the knowledge of the three of them.

Besides, they dared not doubt, nor were they willing to refute. They just looked at each other hesitantly, as if thanking God for his kindness.

It's like a classmate telling you in advance that you failed your grades, but you still hope that all these misunderstood jokes are misunderstood, or only at this time, there is a bit of human nature in the world.

After Yan Yongchun persuaded a few more words, the villagers finally moved slowly, like stiff puppets.They finally obeyed Jiang Wen's advice, just like they obeyed Yan Yongchun's orders before, they obediently and silently took out the ready-made incense paper money from Hongsheng Temple, raised the altar of the divine case, and walked to the village silently.

The prepared paper money was floating all over the sky, flying from the mountain gate all the way to the village, mixed with slight intermittent sobbing.

Under the leadership of Jiang Wen, every household carried out the black lacquered coffin, the coffin head was placed in the shape of a lotus flower, gathered in front of the flat ground at the entrance of the village, as if the tide ebbs and flows. One dark shell after another left on the sand.

At this time, in the village, the stars and the moon are slanting to the west, the pines and cypresses are towering, and the cold wind makes rustling sounds.

"The dojo is successful, the relief will be completed, the vegetarian is pious, and the incense is set up to worship..."

Jiang Wen tidied up his Taoist robes and crowns, stood alone in the center of the coffin array, twitched three sticks of incense, and slowly inserted them into the carved hydrangea incense burner in front of him. When the bell rang to announce the beginning of the ceremony, everyone retreated.

Taoist priest, the identity he used to walk the rivers and lakes came in handy after all.I saw him walking to the hastily built altar with a serious face, surrounded by eerie coffins in the center, accompanied by stench and mosquitoes, and the villagers dared to watch from afar.

The night was darker and the moonlight was harsh, which made the image of Jiang Wen in the scene lonely and disgusted. On his indifferent face with his eyes closed, the villagers gradually read a bit of compassion and compassion for the world, and everyone's emotions It also gradually broke free from the shackles of the ghostly shadows, and gradually became ethereal in the smoke.

Yinjiao is generally done for the dead, and there are links such as spiritual treasure refining, summoning the dead, chanting scriptures, and inviting the dead to attend the court, etc., but Jiang Wen's crafts all come from stealing the teacher Yuan Huazi, and only learned the skills that have been widely spread. Maoshan Zhaijiao a little fur.

He is not going to be able to do serious rituals, but the ones who are currently being sent away are only gangsters, so he simply followed the rituals of opening scriptures, worshiping confessions, issuing amulets, and inviting saints, and continued on.

Yuan Ziyi was also secretly funny. It is a rare thing in the world for fake Taoist priests to send fake ghosts by chanting scriptures.

But at this moment, not to mention the turbulence of the banners and the wind, strange things surged everywhere for a while, Zhangqiugang Village seemed to be accompanied by the shadow of a dragon and a snake, and the cold light flooded the sky, and some shapeless things were ready to come out, even the dead bodies in the coffin It seems that they are about to move, and they are about to stick out their rotten hands and limbs, and crawl back to this human world that has angered them and cursed them.

"There seems to be something on the tree..."

"No, I sound like Jiang Wan..."

"Hush, be quiet, I hear voices approaching..."

Amidst the chattering voices, the halo of the moon in the sky appeared glitches again. In the darkness of the stars and the moon, people vaguely saw a huge creature that could not be described in words staggering from the river and the sea.

That thing had tattered brown scales, and countless detritus dried up and fell off, and they coiled and intertwined one by one like a poisonous snake, wriggling upwards, devouring and entangled each other.

The chaotic shape of the dragon snake couldn't tell where the limbs were, and it didn't know which was the head. After uttering a hoarse, distorted, and terrifying cry in the direction of Jiang Wen, it suddenly spit out countless debris, which turned into countless pieces in the air. The ass-shaped monster landed on the ground, and the voice of the night flew around the village in an instant.

Somehow, the villagers turned back, wanting to return to the temple involuntarily, but they saw a soaring stench rising from the ancient temple in the South China Sea. .And on the route where the black clouds spread, drops of dirty rainwater fell from the sky and hit the ground hard——

But that's not rain, it's ghosts manifesting their real bodies one by one...

At this time, the villagers were trembling with fear, but Jiang Wen kept his hands pinched and closed his eyes, quietly reciting vague sutras, completely ignoring the horrifying and strange dusty atmosphere in front of him, and waiting quietly. Opportunity comes.

"The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is in it. The sun is empty, the moon is empty, whoever made the east rise and the west falls. The gold is empty, the silver is empty, and it is in the hands after death. The wife is empty, and the son is empty. , We don’t meet each other on the road to Huangquan. The power is empty, the name is empty, and in a blink of an eye there is a desert.”

A voice of non-yin, non-white, non-chanting, and non-singing suddenly came from a distance, causing the extremely oppressive environment to suddenly loosen up.

In the distance, a considerable number of teams broke into the area of ​​Zhangqiugang Village, vaguely a lame old man screaming, followed by a group of young adults, walking quickly and erratically, apparently heading straight Come here.

Some of the villagers instantly thought of the Yang-returning ghost who summoned souls and led the way, and backed away in fright, but gradually realized that this group of people carried the unique arrogance that living people have on them, which further dispersed the entanglement in the village. eerie atmosphere.

Jiang Wen seemed to have heard the voice too.

Although his figure with the dharma sword on his back was a little thin, he stood firmly in the middle, his feet fixed the world, anger, ignorance and affliction - at this moment he stopped all movements, and suddenly grasped the dharma sword on the table.

The sound of the Canglang dragon chant was endless, and everything returned to calm. At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and everything was just right, and Jiang Wen also resumed the posture of concentrating just now, silently reciting scriptures to see the dead off.

When the dawn sun appeared, the villagers felt extremely tired, but they could not forget what they had just seen for a long time.

They still remembered the ice-cold white jade sword in Jiang Wen's hand. They were in a trance for a moment. The white jade sword seemed to be out of its sheath for a moment, and it seemed that it hadn't been moved at all. Everything was just a hallucination.

But in front of Jiang Wen, there was clearly a cloud of water splashed out of thin air, colder than the moonlight and brighter than the Milky Way. At this time, the sky in front of him was illuminated, and all illusions were suddenly shattered, leaving only lingering fear The sudden awakening and the unharmed corpse waiting to be buried all over the place are like a Taoist priest kneeling on the ground in worship, silent in front of the altar.

Fortunately, the hazy sky in the distance also brought courage, and they descended on this suspicious land together, dispelling the strangeness that had been entrenched in the day, chickens and dogs barking one after another, and birds on the branches chirping against the morning light, fluttering immature Wings leave the nest and rush to the boundless sky.

Those who came wearing stars and wearing moons were a group of typical martial arts people.They wore bamboo hats and wore weapons at their waists. Their expressions were fierce and resolute. They obviously didn't pay attention to the things in front of them. Only the old man in the lead was ashamed and went straight to find Yan Yongchun in the crowd.

"Nvxia Yan, I am late."

The veteran Taoist at the time had a narrow and long face, less than three feet in body, and one foot was limping, and he even needed a cane to move when he walked.Although his appearance can be called ugly, he has an indescribably humble and ancient posture, coupled with the peculiarity of his eyes like cold pools, people can feel that he is extraordinary just by looking at him.

"The old man has gone to great lengths to find fellow martial artists to help him. Now that he has managed to get all the people together, he almost missed the appointment and missed the burial of the first seven. It almost caused a catastrophe..."

Yan Wing Chun's expression was also tired, but he didn't show any intention of blaming and venting his anger.

"Senior, there is no need to blame yourself. We dared to disobey your order and preside over the coffin closing without authorization. It is thanks to the fact that there are experts in charge to guide the villagers."

While Yan Yongchun was talking, he looked at Jiang Wen who was walking towards here with a smile, and waved his hand to greet him, "Senior, let me introduce you to the head of Jiang from the Wuyi sect. Today's first merit should be remembered in his head." superior!"

Jiang Wen was a little skeptical when he saw the martial arts people coming, but because the old man who was the leader made a whistle to clear the siege just now, even though he was old, he was still full of energy, and he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he just walked over generously.

"Wuyi sect? This sect has never been heard of by the old man. It must be a rising star in the Jianghu. Just because of the courage, courage and martial arts of the hero Jiang, he deserves a reputation in the Jianghu."

The old man made a big salute to Jiang Wen, and then spread his hands towards the martial arts figures behind him, "These are righteous men from the Qingqi Gang, Tiedanzhuang, and Songyang faction, who were originally invited for the Golden Basin Washing Banquet When I came to Guangzhou Mansion, I got up and came when I heard that the old man was in a hurry, it can be said that they are all righteous people!"

When explaining everything, pay attention to the distinction between the guest and the host. It is not appropriate for a noisy guest to take over the host, and a strong host cannot suppress the guest.The old Taoist in front of him first spoke as the host, and after getting to know Jiang Wen, he took the initiative to introduce the martial arts people he brought with him.

Jiang Wen cupped his hands and said to the old man: "Old man, you are so awesome! Although I met the villagers by accident, but my friendship with Miss Yan is here, but it is my duty to do anything. I haven't asked everyone's surnames and names, so I can make many heroic friends .”

The old man with a narrow and long face was slightly moved, and quickly said: "The old man's surname is Ying, and his Taoist name is Wumou. In his early years, he was just a loose person in the rivers, lakes and seas. He only practiced in the mountains. He lived in Zhangqiugang Village for several years. He is already old. Go, what's the name?"

Then he introduced the three martial arts figures who brought people behind him, "The ones who really need a grand introduction are the three behind me. The first one is Zhang Qu, a disciple of the Songyang School, and the one in the middle is Wang Rong, a disciple of Tie Danzhuang. , the outermost one is Qingqi Gang Luo Dongli, who was ordered to bring people to help tonight."

After the other party's rough introduction, Jiang Wen also bowed his hands in salute, trying to find some traces of disdain on the faces of the three of them.

It stands to reason that the three people in front of them led the team aggressively, but I took the credit for being the first, not to mention that my Wuyi faction is still unknown, these three people are a bit young and energetic, and it is normal to express dissatisfaction.

Furthermore, according to Jiang Wenwu's responsible guess, what if a traditional repertoire comes out, such as three young people expressing some nonsense and questioning, and they can only learn to be good when they are taught by themselves, then Thinking about it further, it's not uncommon to even fight the young ones and come out the old ones, and it's not uncommon for them to become full-fledged martial artists.

But to his surprise, the attitude of the three young people in front of him was unexpectedly good, and they praised Jiang Wen without any grievances, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Hero Jiang draws his sword to help when the road is injustice, he can be called a role model for our generation!"

"Exactly. It's a pity that we came a step late. We only saw Jiang Daxia's amazing swordsmanship, and we didn't have the chance to see other unique skills."

"Brother Wang, Brother Luo, let's not underestimate ourselves. We should also follow the example of Hero Jiang and work hard."

Jiang Wen was praised so high that he was ecstatic, and he suddenly understood the truth.Leaving aside the martial arts knowledge of these well-known young talents, as long as they are not the biological sons and daughters of the sect masters, they should be people who are pleasing to the eye and speak well.

After all, among sects and guilds, they also pay attention to learning etiquette before learning art, and those who don't understand the status of seniors and juniors can't get along at all, but high-ranking disciples who can lead people out must stay at home and put them outside for peace of mind. It is possible to cultivate a temperament that people hate ghosts.

As the leader of the school, if the three apprentices of the Wuyi school had the same lip service as the three of them, they would be able to live happily for ten years longer.

It wasn't until later that he realized that the three martial arts sects in front of him were also people with serious businesses. The Songyang faction opened the Escort Martial Arts Hall in Henan, Tie Dan Zhuang ran a knife workshop in the northwest, and the Qingqi Gang was simply a group on the edge of the Yangtze River. Caobang series.

Therefore, the Songyang School has the boxing skills of Northern Shaolin, Tie Danzhuang is good at concealed weapons and swordsmanship, the Qingqi Gang has many disciples, and the martial arts are mixed, all of which can reflect the characteristics of their own origin.The three sects said they came here for help, but in fact they were called out by their master to travel the rivers and lakes and accumulate experience. Jiang Wen's worries were purely to use the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman.

While talking, the three vaguely expressed that Ying Laodao also relied on his friendship with Luo Yuantong to invite these martial arts comrades to know each other, which made Jiang Wen even more impressed.

It's just that Jiang Wen always felt that, with the smooth-tongued accents of these three people, why didn't they always feel like good people?
"The three young heroes will definitely be better than me in the future!" Jiang Wen said immediately.

"Hero Jiang has won the award!" The three young people who had just entered the rivers and lakes, who did not understand the dangers of the world, hurriedly cupped their fists, only to hear Jiang Wen continue.

"It's fate to meet today, why don't we bury these coffins together, please!"

Jiang Wen chuckled, swiped his shovel and did all the chores without hesitation, and only found time to ask Ying Wumou something he had been curious about for a long time.

Those who can come up with the method of "guarding the household by the gods and men" must have discovered Hei Yao's real body earlier than Jiang Wen, and they must not be the unknown people he said.Just like what Yuan Ziyi said earlier, Yan Yongchun only lingered for a few days because he found a senior hermit in the village, and he didn't know what was so special about this old man.

"Hero Jiang, this old man found out that demons were raging in the village, but he had no way to deal with them. At first, he wanted to use King Hong Sheng's incense to suppress the demons, but the villagers cared about them and were repeatedly deceived, so I let them move to live in the temple. If you are enough, you will naturally have no fear of evil spirits."

Ying Laodao has the air of a senior expert, with a hint of what he had already expected, he generously pointed out Jiangshan, "But the yin and yang are in chaos, and there will still be problems if it continues for a long time. Please beg Yan Nuxia to stay behind, I will go to the city to bring in reinforcements and bring a lot of young and strong men to come, so that I can get rid of the demon..."

The other party's statement is still the same old way in the world, but Jiang Wen knows that it contains some ancient survival wisdom. The so-called Yang Qi breaking the illusion is just to find some outsiders who don't believe in evil, come in and destroy the psychological hints of the villagers, and hedge against the evil. A sense of oppression.

The blackness in the village today is not the same as the hundred-year-old blackness in the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty. If someone as firm and unbelieving as Jiang Wen appeared, I am afraid that he would have left without success.Therefore, if this method is implemented smoothly, it can really turn things around.

Yan Yongchun saw the two whispering, so he also came closer and participated in the conversation.

"Senior Ying, you don't need to worry too much about this matter. If you find out the murderer's whereabouts, I will naturally seek justice from him!"

Yan Yongchun's expression was very serious, and after a few chats, the topic turned to the culprit of this incident, and also talked about the wild Taoist who killed the young and middle-aged people in the village. He obviously didn't want this matter to start with the Taoist and end with the Taoist.

Old Daoist Ying sighed heavily: "In the final analysis, all these things are caused by me, how can I pretend to be safe? The reason why my unworthy disciple did this evil thing is just to drive me away, just like him It's like driving me away from Luofu Mountain..."

The two slowly fell into silence, but Jiang Wen's curiosity was born unconsciously, and he began to inquire about the reasons in the mouth of the two.

Old Daoist Ying told Jiang Wen that he had been cultivating Taoism in a hut on Luofu Mountain for more than ten years, and he had never cared about world affairs. Unfortunately, he accepted a disciple when he met someone unkind. He can only leave his hometown incognito.

In the fishing village, he saw Yan Yongchun and the villains at the wharf fighting very fiercely, and he aroused his love for talent, but seeing that she was practicing excessively at this time, which would damage her true nature, and she might die early in the long run, so he secretly pointed out some health luck in Luofu Mountain method.

Unexpectedly, the news leaked out. His unscrupulous disciple was not only aggressive, but also joined the Pingnan Palace. After tracing and investigation, it was found that Ying Laodao was hiding in this small fishing village. Everyone betrayed their relatives and had nowhere to go, so they obediently handed over the clues to the treasure in their hands to themselves.

"Treasure? Apprentice?"

Jiang Wen stroked his chin and said, "Why does it sound so familiar to me? Senior Ying, isn't your apprentice's surname Li? Are you planning to find the treasure of Nanyue Kingdom?"

Ying Laodao's complexion suddenly changed, and then he let out a long sigh.

"It seems that you have all guessed it, so I won't do much to hide it. What the old man practiced in the mountain was the health-preserving technique of the 'immortal prefect' Bao Liangxian. I don't know what disease my evil disciple committed. A copy of "Taiping Guangji" pointed to Cui Wei's story, and said that he would go down the mountain to find the tomb of the Nanyue king, and that the old man deliberately concealed the heinous crime..."

Hearing what he said, Yan Yongchun involuntarily glanced at Jiang Wen.

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, the crutches hit the ground heavily, and there was a dull vibration, "I used to walk in the rivers and lakes in my early years, but I never thought that I would meet such a wolf-hearted person who stole my skills and beat me up, ruining me." My reputation!"

Jiang Wen squinted his eyes and looked at him, thinking of Li Xinghe's appearance in his heart. The story of Cui Wei in "Tai Ping Guang Ji" tells the story of a rich man named Cui Wei who was given medical advice by the immortal Bao Gu and rescued a big snake. In the end, he strayed into the tomb of the Nanyue king in the shape of the emperor's Xuangong. The legendary story of getting the priceless Yangsui Pearl, this incident happens to have something to do with Ying Laodao's orthodoxy.

I don't know exactly what Li Xinghe investigated, but it can be known that he has some clues and found the location of the tomb of the second generation Nanyue king by mistake.

What this guy said before to find a geomantic treasure for Shang Kexi, he was indeed an out-and-out liar.

However, if what he wanted was the tomb of Zhao Tuo, the king of Nanyue, it would not be so easy to find. Wang Fan of the Jin Dynasty said: "Zhao Tuo, the king of Yue, was born with the festival of serving the vassal, and died with a mysterious and mysterious tomb. Tuo's burial Also, because the mountain is a tomb, the ridge tomb can be described as extravagant and large, and there are treasures buried there." Zheng Xiong of the Northern Song Dynasty said in "Panyu Magazine": "Zhao Tuo's suspected tomb is [-] steps northeast of the county. According to legend, the number of tombs in Tuo's death camp For the funeral, the funeral carriages go out from the four gates, so I don't know where the tomb is."

Even in the Three Kingdoms period, Sun Quan sent people to dig Zhao Tuo’s tomb, but they searched Guangzhou, but they couldn’t find where his tomb is. So easy to do.

Ying Laodao advised the two of them to be careful, the villain had entered the Pingnan Palace with great power, and it might not end well if he offended rashly, but neither Yan Yongchun nor Jiang Wen obviously took this matter to heart, and just wrote it down silently. this matter.

After burying the coffin, it was already daylight, and the boss of the boat who was involved by Jiang Wen rushed to take people away. He didn't even dare to ask for the 30 taels of boat fare, so he drove the boat to the sea in a hurry, but left behind a lot of people The people had nowhere to go, so Ying Laodao decided to take them in at the seaside, in order to strengthen the village's yang energy.

Seeing that Jiang Wen and Ying Laodao advocated at the same time, Zhangqiugang Village is now injured, so naturally they dare not object. Jiang Wen simply left the silver taels to the Danmin as a fee for their temporary settlement. Li Xinghe probably never thought of it. He would hide people under his nose.

The young people of Songyang School, Tiedanzhuang, and Qingqi Gang were ordered by their masters to help them out, and they said without delay that they would go back and return their orders.

Jiang Wen, in order to bribe the three of them to prevent them from betraying others, taught them a few martial arts.So before the three of them left, they flattered Jiang Wen again, almost describing him as a contemporary hero with both benevolence and righteousness, and a chivalrous spirit.

Following the events here, Jiang Wen, Yan Yongchun's father and daughter, and Yuan Ziyi all let out a sigh of relief.

What Jiang Wen said earlier about Heihao was too bizarre, and the two of them couldn't accept it all. Now that they put down their burdens, they can at least go back to Guangzhou to digest the information, and Jiang Wen can also stay in peace of mind. Waiting for the holding of the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference of Luo Lao Hero in the city.

(End of this chapter)