I am a fairy

Chapter 110 Enlightenment
My father-in-law is from Shanghe Township and has lived here all his life.

Therefore, when the monk asked him about the sacred peak, the old man explained it very clearly, not only about the cloud wall on the sacred peak, but also about the hot spring created by the thunder of Jingzhe.

Or maybe, it's the mountain god that is rumored to walk between the yin and yang worlds and guard this mountain.

“Before Yunzhongjun appeared in the world, this sacred peak was just an ordinary place.”

"With the reappearance of Lord Yunzhong, the Heavenly Cloud Wall appeared, and this place became what it is today."

"Everyone is like this. A mountain is not too high but it is magical if there are immortals there. A river is not too deep but it is magical if there are dragons there. I guess this is what they mean!"

After hearing this, the monks nodded repeatedly, stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the mountain, looking eager to try.

However, since the wizard is not here, the Yunzhong Temple is temporarily closed and will not receive pilgrims, let alone a group of monks.

When the old man saw the looks in the monks' eyes, he immediately gave them instructions.

"You can't go up to this sacred peak. If you trespass, you will be punished."

"Especially at night, you must never approach this sacred peak."

The monk holding the flower was confused: "Why?"

The old man was leaning on a cane with one hand and making a guiding gesture with the other.

"This mountain is where yin and yang meet. It belongs to the human world during the day and to ghosts and gods at night."

"If you go up the mountain during the day, the witch will punish you, or a thunderbolt will strike you from the sky. The worst that can happen is that you will die, and your body will be torn into pieces."

The monk holding the flower had a slight expression on his face: "It's just a death. Isn't it enough to die without a complete body?"

He asked, "So if we go up the mountain at night, something even more horrifying will happen, which will lead to certain death?"

The old man nodded: "Of course, if anyone dares to go up the mountain at night, hehe..."

The monk holding the flower: "How?"

Father-in-law: "Then the ghosts and gods will take you to the underworld and let you experience a life worse than death."

The monk holding the flower was not surprised but delighted: "Really?"

Father-in-law: "Of course it's true. Once upon a time, someone went up the mountain to steal a spring at night without knowing the consequences. As a result, he was taken by the ghosts and gods to wander around in the underworld, and the ghosts let him choose his punishment."

"The ghosts and gods threw him out, and when his life span was over, they took his soul and sent him to hell to be punished."

The monk picking flowers provoked him: "Isn't it just a rumor?"

The old man was anxious: "What kind of rumor is this? There are so many people watching in the county. The man was sentenced to death by the county magistrate in court and has now been sent to the county, waiting to be executed in the autumn!"

"This is a real thing. Do you think I'm telling you a story?"

After the old man finished speaking, he left angrily, leaving the monk and his group behind.

The monk holding the flower watched the old man go away, the smile on his face gradually became more intense, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahaha!"

Needless to say, the disciples all knew.

What new insights did the master gain?

A perceptive disciple stepped forward and asked: "Master, do you understand anything?"

Another disciple asked: "Master, we have gained nothing from this visit, why are you laughing?"

The monk holding the flower asked, "Why are we here?"

The disciple thought for a moment and repeated what the monk had said before: "In order to worship the gods and Buddhas, to be enlightened by the gods and Buddhas, and to understand the great Dharma that saves all living beings and turns the hell on earth into the paradise."

The monk holding a flower asked: "Where is this Dharma?"

The older disciple stood up and said, "Master said that the reason why this world has turned into hell is because there are no laws to restrain it, because there is no real hell."

“So Master has always preached the way of reincarnation in order to inspire awe in people and to persuade them to be good.”

“If everyone has a reverent heart and a heart that seeks to be kind, the world will naturally become a paradise.”

"We are here to prove that the underworld and reincarnation exist in this world."

The monk holding the flower was very satisfied with the disciple who had explained everything clearly and nodded.

"Hahahaha, you still don't understand?"

The older disciple understood something and immediately looked horrified.

"Master, are you going to..."

The monk holding the flower turned around and bowed to the sacred peak.

"now."

"The opportunity to get what you want is right before your eyes!"

The monk holding the flower stood up and looked up at the sacred peak, his eyes full of longing and joy.

"As long as we climb this treasure mountain, our vow will be fulfilled."

The Monk Picking the Flower was preparing to follow the example of the villain and climb up the sacred peak at night. However, the villain went up the mountain to make a profit, and he could not have imagined that he would end up like that.

When the monk picking flowers went up the mountain, he was heading straight to the underworld hell.

Now all the disciples were terrified, they had just heard the old man clearly, this was no joke, there was evidence from both human and material sources, and it had been verified by countless pairs of eyes.

If you say you are going to hell, you are really going to hell.

The disciples became anxious and gathered around to persuade him.

"Master, you can't do that!"

"This really means going to hell, and there is no way to be reborn, and you have to suffer all kinds of pain."

"Master, let's find another way!"

The monk picking flowers had made up his mind and shook his head repeatedly.

Like the Taoist master Yin Yang, he is extremely obsessed and eager about the matters of the netherworld.

But the difference between the two is that the old Taoist seeks immortality, while he seeks something else.

"When I came here, I said, if I don't go to hell, then who will?"

"How can it be just an empty talk?"

"Last time, when my master and I were worshipping the gods and Buddhas in front of the river, we were not sincere."

"And now, don't you even acknowledge what you said? Can't you even keep your word?"

The monk holding the flower was standing at the foot of the mountain. As he was talking, he suddenly made a gesture of worship, clasped his hands together, and knelt down, saying loudly.

“It was also when I came to this sacred peak that I gained enlightenment.”

"Everything that happened in front of the river wall before, including the wind and sun, the disturbance of human hearts, and the external demons disturbing me, were nothing more than a test of my sincerity by the gods and Buddhas."

"Our mortal minds are like flags, which move when the wind blows."

“So I missed the opportunity and came here.”

Listen to what you say.

The Monk Picking Flowers had suffered a setback in front of the river wall before. Although he didn't say it, he did feel a little frustrated in his heart.

But at this moment, seeing this scene that was like a pure land on earth, the monk spoke loudly.

"Why did we fail to chase the thief and end up here?"

"Why did that old man just happen to pass by and give us guidance?"

"Everything is predestined. It's already been predetermined."

"therefore."

"This time I will definitely move forward and never retreat."

"Even if I fall into the Avici Hell, I will not hesitate."

But his heart was still determined to move forward, determined to find the secret method that could lead him to paradise. Hell was paradise, and paradise was hell.

He must pass all the tests and prove himself to the gods and Buddhas.

His determination to be wise and empty.

In this way, the monk waited until late at night.

The Monk Picking the Flower took the ladder from his disciple, carried it on his shoulder, and went up the mountain.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The disciples followed closely behind him but were stopped by the Monk Picking Flowers.

The monk holding the flower said, "This time, I will go alone."

The last time we were in front of Jiangbi, it was these disciples who held us back and prevented us from accomplishing our mission. How could we bring them up again this time?

Turn around.

The Flower-Picking Monk set up a ladder and disappeared into the darkness.

Behind him, all the disciples, with tears in their eyes, knelt on the ground and chanted sutras for the monk.

"Master doesn't want to implicate us and is willing to go to hell alone!"

"In order to fulfill his great vow and save all sentient beings, Master cut off his flesh to feed the eagle and fed the tiger with his own body, just like Buddha."

"Master!"

"Let us chant sutras together to pray for Master's salvation. May Master not suffer in the underworld."
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Jiang Chao had just laid down and shouted to Wangshu.

"Wangshu!"

"Turn off the light."

But as soon as I closed my eyes, the lights came on again.

Along with it came a repetitive voice: "Warning, warning, warning!"

Jiang Chao was startled: "What's wrong?"

I looked up and saw
There were no red warning letters on the screen, no flashing red lights on the space station, and no piercing horn sounds.

There was only a woman in classical palace dress looking at Jiang Chao on the screen, her lips moving.

"warn!"

This is not a compliant system process warning procedure at all, it is a manual warning read out by Wangshu.

Jiang Chao looked at Wangshu without saying anything, just staring at him. After Wangshu repeated the word "warning" many times, he finally gave in to Jiang Chao's indifferent and "righteous" gaze.

Wangshu said, "Lord Yunzhong, something terrible has happened." Jiang Chao remained silent and continued to look at Wangshu.

Wangshu's voice became quieter: "This is really a terrible thing."

Jiang Chao: "Speak."

Wangshu: "That big monk is not only blocking the door, but he is also coming to attack us this time."

Jiang Chao: "Is he Sun Wukong, or are we some kind of monster?"

Wangshu narrowed his eyes slightly: "You heard this too?"

Jiang Chao was speechless. How could he not have read Journey to the West? So he made such a fuss just to act out this scene.

Jiang Chao asked again: "I remember his name is the Flower-Picking Monk, right? What happened to him? Why did he come to our house?"

Jiang Chao didn't remember having any grudge against the monk, nor did he ever owe him any money.

Wangshu said, "He wants to go to hell and see."

Jiang Chao: "Suicide?"

Wangshu: "It is to save all living beings."

Jiang Chao: "If you don't save sentient beings while you are alive, you will save sentient beings in hell."

Wangshu asked Jiang Chao: "This guy has come up the mountain, what should we do?"

Jiang Chao lay down, looking as if he was going to do whatever he had to do, not in a hurry at all.

"It's not the same as before. Hasn't the outer layer of your Huangquan base been processed? All the entrances have been disguised as stone walls, and there is also a defense system maze system."

“Even if this monk goes up the mountain, he can’t see anything, and he can’t find anything.”

Things are different now than they were in the past, and the mountains are constantly changing.

In the past, we were afraid that someone would go up the mountain and see the construction of the Huangquan Base. Now that the preliminary work has been completed, there is naturally no such worry.

Having said that, this monk rashly came up the mountain, so we have to keep an eye on him.

The camera on the screen turned, and the scene on the sacred peak immediately appeared.
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And the other side.

The county seat of Xihe County.

During the day, the three thieves who had stolen the monks' luggage took off their masks, put on new clothes, and swaggered into the city.

The leader, a man called "Uncle", had bulging arms. They were waiting for someone in the city with their stuff, preparing to sell the stolen goods.

There was no such thing as a pawnshop in the city at that time, but there were similar businesses, and the operators were generally temples, Taoist temples, or local wealthy families.

However, it is not so easy for the three of them to sell the stolen goods. They have to find a middleman to introduce them.

"Why don't you bring everything?"

"Idiot, bring all of this with you, what if someone robs you?"

"Master is really thoughtful."

The three of them were whispering, when a man came over from across the street, and the three of them immediately went to meet him.

"I'm coming."

The broker wanted to take a look at the things first, but when he saw what the three people took out, he couldn't help but laugh.

The cloth bag contained several alms bowls, Buddhist beads, conch shells and other things, but I didn't know whether they were ritual implements or treasures.

This is clearly the monk's thing, and it's obviously stolen.

However, when he turned over one of the things, the brothel owner's eyes widened instantly, and then he looked at the three people.

The three of them had no idea what the broker was thinking and just kept asking hurriedly.

"how?"

"Is it worth money?"

The broker nodded hurriedly: "It's valuable, very valuable. I'll take you to see the rich man right away."

The three of them smiled and said, "Go quickly, go quickly."

The broker led the three people into a house, asked them to wait while another person entertained them, and then immediately slipped out through the back door.

As the broker set out on his way, he saw the patrolling officers.

Liu Hu quit, but the officers were still there, patrolling the streets.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Officer, I encountered a ghost when I was collecting things today."

The officer laughed when he heard what the broker said: "You also don't dare to accept something?"

The officers knew this human trafficking dealer very well. No matter what the property was, black or white, whether it was stolen from a living person or dug out from a dead person's grave, this guy dared to take it all.

And today the other party took the initiative to report it. It must be a ghost.

The broker said: "It's just that I really don't dare to accept this thing!"

Officer: “What is it?”

The dealer said: "A jade pendant is worth a fortune, especially the one on it..."

Officer: "What happened up there?"

The dealer said: "There is a black dragon carved on it. That thief has no sense and dares to sell this thing. How dare I take it? This is a life-threatening thing."

The officer was immediately shocked. Dragons cannot be used casually these days. No wonder this daring guy didn't dare to take it.

The officer immediately asked his brothers to follow him, and under the leadership of the Ya man, they broke into the house. The officer kicked the door open and arrested the three guys who were still drinking tea.

The officers searched the man's arms and found a treasure, which turned out to be a black dragon jade pendant.

He immediately asked, "Where did this come from?"

The three of them told the truth in horror.

The officer asked again, "Where are the remaining items?"

Thief: "I buried it under a pine tree by the road when I rested last night."

After a busy interrogation, it was already getting dark.

The officers were worried that the stolen goods might be taken away if left outside, so they went out of the city at night to get them.

The officers carried the thief along the road and gradually came to a place not far from the sacred peak.

The thief pointed to one of the trees and said, "It's right there."

The officers immediately went forward to dig and found a lot of things, most of which were useless, and some monk's robes and cloth.

The three men were reluctant to throw away their monk's robes, as cloth was equivalent to money in those days.

just.

As they were digging, one of the officers suddenly saw movement on the sacred peak behind them.

"Look, someone is sneaking up the mountain."

Upon hearing the shouting, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sacred peak.

When I looked up, I saw a figure climbing up a ladder in the moonlight.

Now we have climbed halfway up the mountain, how amazing is this?

When the officer saw the mountain, his eyes widened immediately.

"Are there any more thieves?"

The officers were furious. They had never seen such a brazen thief who stole things right in front of them.

"What a thief! He stole things right in front of us."

"They even dared to steal from the Cloud Temple."

"Could it be that he went up the mountain to steal the spring again?"

The last person who was so powerful is still in the county’s death row, waiting to be executed in the autumn!
The officers ran to the middle of the road angrily to watch, but the man had already gone up the mountain, and they could no longer catch him at the foot of the mountain. The officers did not have the courage to let him go up the mountain at night.

"You still have to escort these three thieves back."

"You two stay down there and guard. If that man comes down again, capture him on the spot."

"Come with me, quickly report to the witch that the witch has crossed the river at the invitation of the prince and has not returned. You and I cannot let this thief escape from our hands."

The current head servant immediately asked a few people to guard downstairs, while he personally led his men up the mountain along the stairs and the mountain gate and knocked on the door of the Yunzhong Temple.
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On the mountain.

The monk went up the mountain late at night, climbed to the middle of the mountain using the ladder, and looked around.

Perhaps because the last incident was such a big deal, no one dared to trespass into the sacred peak anymore, and the shrine has become a little lax recently.

The higher you go.

All I saw was layers of fog flowing down the mountain, but I still didn't see the patrolling ghosts or passing monsters.

"It seems that we have to go up."

After climbing up one more step, I saw two figures appear above.

Against the light, the monk could not see the figures of the two people clearly. He only felt that one was on the left and one was on the right, just like the left and right guardians beside the Buddha in the temple. Just by looking at their shadows, he could feel that they carried a fierce and murderous aura.

The monk was surprised, and then delighted.

Judging from the appearance, could this be the ghost patrolling the mountain that the old man just mentioned?

Although he guessed it, the monk still asked.

"Who are you?"

"Could it be the ghost or god guarding this mountain?"

After saying this, the monk immediately wanted to explain why he came up the mountain.

Although he was willing to be sent to the Avici Hell, the monk also had to make it clear that he did not go up the mountain with any bad intentions.

But before he could explain, two figures on the mountain sneered and told the monks below.

"I told you to recognize your grandfather."

"We are not the gods guarding this mountain. We are the officials guarding Xihe County."

Two officers, one on the left and one on the right, threw a fishing net over the monk's head.

He fished the monk out of the water like catching fish, with deft and skillful movements, just like the fishermen who had been passing down their craft from generation to generation on the riverside.

This time, hell didn't fall.

As a result, he was arrested by the police and sent to the county jail.

(End of this chapter)