Behind the Xingjiao Temple, a solitary moon shines on the forest, and the night is quiet, all the lights in the meditation rooms are turned off.
The moonlight shone into the main hall of Xingjiao Temple, Hong Jun was still looking around, but he heard a "ding" from the back of the hall, it was a wooden hammer hitting the chime.
As the wind picked up, Hong Jun quickly walked through the main hall and came to the nine-story pagoda behind the hall. There was a person standing under the pagoda.
"Where's Li Jinglong?" Yuan Kun said.
Hong Jun said: "Jing Long is talking with the imperial concubine."
Yuan Kun said: "Forget it, even if he comes, he probably won't listen. You see, so there are variables in the dark."
Hong Jun approached God Kun and said, "God Kun, you left in a hurry that day, and there are still many things you haven't asked clearly."
To be honest, Hong Jun was more or less displeased with God Kun. He taught Li Jinglong the technique of burning true essence. Without that, Li Jinglong would probably be dead by now.
"Let all your friends come out." Yuan Kun said lightly, "It's also a fate."
Hong Jun had no choice but to say, "Come out."
Everyone came out from all directions one after another, Yuan Kun said: "Are you trying to accept me in this battle?"
Hong Jun hurriedly explained if he didn't, but Yuan Kun heard the footsteps, and each occupied his position, which was obviously surrounded.
"You don't understand people's scheming." Yuan Kun said, "But it's okay, a child's heart is just in the world, how much sincerity does it treat you?"
Lu Xu said: "We don't mean to deal with you, monster, don't provoke discord."
Hong Jun hurriedly signaled Lu Xu not to be angry. The demon kings are always good and evil, Kun God, Golden Winged Peng, Phoenix Chongming... Everyone seems to have complaints about his human friends, neither wanting to become an exorcist There is not much hostility among friends, which makes Hongjun feel a little difficult to handle.
Qiu Yongsi said with a smile: "God Kun is a senior who followed Zhuang Sheng in the past, and I will never dare to offend you in the slightest. When I come here at Kui Ye, I am afraid that I will offend him abruptly, so I avoid it."
"I'm really afraid that if I offend you, you won't follow." Yuan Kun said coldly, "Forget it, this is also your Buddha's fate." As he spoke, he turned to Hong Jun, who vaguely felt that his partners had always Very smart, maybe he has been waiting for the opportunity to meet the Kun God.
"Kun God." Hong Jun said, "I want to ask you something..."
Yuan Kun didn't answer, but said in a deep voice, "Follow your hairy-legged carp..."
"That's right, that's right!" Hong Jun wanted to ask this, and said, "I just found out that Zhao Zilong is actually... Sigh."
Yuan Kun said: "This matter was due to chance, and it was destined long ago..."
Hong Jun: "Can it come back?"
Yuan Kun: "Are you the God of Kun or am I the God of Kun? Or do you come to Zhaoqi? I won't speak?"
Hong Jun hurriedly shut up, Yuan Kun continued: "The reason why you came to Xingjiao Temple is that you have an indissoluble relationship with one person here."
After finishing speaking, Yuan Kun raised his hand naturally, tapped lightly on the pagoda, and the entire pagoda released golden light, and a phantom wearing a magic robe appeared under the pagoda.
Everyone was moved instantly, Hong Jun asked: "Who are you?"
Everyone almost fainted.
"You are the Peacock Daming King?" The shadow appeared in the figure of a monk, and it was a young and handsome monk. The lights and shadows intersected, and the dharma was solemn. That handsomeness crushed the group of young people from the Exorcist, and it was even rarer. Yes, this young monk is completely different from Hongjun's handsome and exquisite, but with the majesty and holiness of becoming a Buddha.
"I..." Hong Jun didn't know how to answer for a while, and said, "That's right."
The monk nodded, stepped forward, and said to Hongjun, "The poor monk's name is Xuanzang."
"Hello." Hong Jun recalled that the carp demon once mentioned that seventy years ago in Chang'an, a monk had rescued it, and it should be this monk named "Xuanzang"!
"He is Zhao Zilong's savior... you... what's wrong?" Hong Jun turned his head, terrified. Everyone knelt down very consciously, not daring to raise their heads for a moment. Palms together.
Although the members of the Exorcism Department all have a lot of background, they usually have eyes on the top of their heads. What kind of emperors and immortals don't even say hello when they meet, but the monk who appeared in front of him is a Buddha! Only Hong Jun didn't know Xuanzang's background, and he stood there stupidly, guessing in his heart that this monk seemed to be quite powerful.
"I won't teach the Fa today." Xuanzang said, "Everyone, please stand up."
After speaking, Xuanzang also sat down, and Hong Jun sat cross-legged beside him,
"That carp should have some background in its previous life." Xuanzang said seriously to Hongjun, "But because he disobeyed heaven and earth, he owes you a lot of kindness. In this life, he specially came to repay you..."
"This is revenge." Hong Jun said in a rare burst of words, "Is this called revenge?"
"It hasn't met the catastrophe yet." Xuanzang said, "This is its fate, and it is also your destiny."
Hong Jun thought for a while and said, "Actually, I also forgive it."
After waking up, Li Jinglong said that everyone in the Exorcism Department had already seen that Zhao Zilong had a problem, and Zhao Zilong's undercover identity had also become a part of their use of fake news. The reason why they didn't tell Hong Jun was that Hong Jun couldn't hide it. live.
Hong Jun had no choice but to give up. This was a joint decision of everyone. It wasn't that Li Jinglong insisted on hiding it from him, and this plan was ultimately to protect Hong Jun, so he didn't say anything more.
"Where is it now?" Hong Jun said, "I'm afraid that the prison will bully it."
Xuanzang also said: "The fate between you is still alive, and it will return after all the calamities have passed."
Hong Jun nodded, saying that, it really reassured him a lot. After Xuanzang finished speaking, just as he was about to turn into golden light and disappear, Yuan Kun, who was sitting upright, said in a deep voice, "Jin Chanzi, I have another question to ask."
Xuanzang didn't speak, Yuan Kun said again: "What's the turning point of the chaos in China?"
Xuanzang said slowly: "All the dharmas in the world, after all, the evil can't prevail against the good. The teachings of the Great Sun Tathagata can subdue all demons."
After finishing speaking, Xuanzang turned into a golden light and disappeared.
There were serious expressions on everyone's faces, but Hong Jun still didn't understand, he only thought about the whereabouts of the carp demon. Yuan Kun got up, went to De Hongjun, was silent for a moment, Mo Zhigen suddenly asked: "God Kun is planning to return to Chang'an?"
This is also a question that the exorcist has always wanted to ask—Hong Jun recalled that one of the tasks he once went down the mountain was to expel or destroy the prison, so that Chongming could re-enter Chang'an and control the world.
Now that Xie Prison has escaped, in the eyes of the Yaozu, Chang'an has become a land of no man. Yuan Kun seems to rarely participate in the affairs of the Yaozu, but since he has a good relationship with Qingxiong, it is obvious that he belongs to the Yaojin Palace faction. Will Chongming return to Chang'an? Where is Qingxiong now
Hong Jun immediately said: "Let's talk about this later."
Hong Jun thought that when he left last time, Chongming was furious, but he still had to find some time soon to go back to Taihang Mountain to clarify the affairs of Chang'an.
"Worrying about me is worse than worrying about yourselves." Yuan Kun's tone was almost indifferent, and he said, "Did you hear clearly what you just said?"
Hong Jun: "What are you talking about?"
Mo Zhigen replied: "Listen clearly."
Yuan Kun disappeared flatly with a "buzz".
That night, when everyone returned to the Department of Exorcism, Concubine Yang had already left, and Li Jinglong was keeping accounts in the study. Everyone wanted to go back to their rooms to sleep, but Li Jinglong said, "Go after receiving the reward."
This time the reward has surpassed any previous one. Li Longji rewarded him with a thousand taels, and Li Jinglong allocated a share to Lu Duo in addition to dividing it equally according to the head.
"Why do you give me so much?" Lu Xu said.
"Your dowry." Li Jinglong replied.
Everyone laughed immediately, Lu Xu was extremely embarrassed, and said: "Give it all to Mo Zhigen, I don't need a few money."
In the middle of the night, Li Jinglong went back to his room and peeled lychees for Hong Jun. Hearing what Hong Jun had said, he thought for a moment and said, "Zhao Zilong is the next best thing..."
"It will come back, right?" Hong Jun said.
Li Jinglong replied: "Of course. But I was thinking that the purpose of God Kun tonight is not on Zhao Zilong, but to tell us that there is still hope for everything."
Hong Jun said: "How much can you believe what the monk said?"
Li Jinglong: "..."
Hongjun: "??"
Li Jinglong leaned close to Hongjun's ear and said with a smile: "That's not a monk, daughter-in-law, that's a Buddha."
Hongjun: "..."
"It doesn't matter." Li Jinglong said, "What do you want to do so much all day long? Naturally, brothers worry about annoying things, so you can just eat."
Hong Jun only felt that he was being raised by Li Jinglong to become more and more stupid. He used to think about things, but now he can't use his brain a few times a day.
"Go to Hangzhou tomorrow." Li Jinglong said, "Eat on the way, come, sleep, I'll give you something else to eat." He put his arms around Hongjun and pressed him on the couch.
In the early morning, in a small town in Chencang County, a dozen or so villagers surrounded the corpse of the carp demon, admiring it.
"Why does this fish have feet? Is it a monster?"
"It's been many years since I saw a monster."
"Send it to the county?"
"Hey, my son discovered this." A villager said, "It's my family's money to sell it."
"Take a look at the market?" Someone suggested. If it can be sold, everyone will have a meal with the money, and the village has to invite a Taoist priest to remove the bad luck, and the family who got the carp demon readily agreed.
So someone took a fishhook, hung the carp monster from the upper jaw hook, and sold it in the market. Passers-by were all surprised. When they asked for the price, they offered forty taels of silver, but no one was willing to buy it.
Firstly, the hands and legs look like human flesh, and they feel hairy after being boiled; secondly, they are already dead, not fresh, and the fish meat is not tasty, at most, they will be dried and placed on display after buying them, and they can’t be used as decorations. What’s the use?
It happened that a group of Shu merchants brought embroidery into Qinchuan on this day and passed by Chen Cang. They were shocked when they saw the carp demon, so they paid for it. Of course, I regretted it after I bought it, and gave it to the emperor. I don’t know if it can be kept fresh until it enters Chang’an; boil it and eat it. I don’t know if the monster is poisonous, and it has hands and feet.
Anyway, the Shu merchant had a lot of money and no place to spend it. After buying it, he ordered people to throw it away, put some salt and marinate it first, and saw if there was any two hundred and five takers in Chang'an.
However, salt is also expensive these days, so the guys from the caravan casually pasted a Dao talisman on the carp demon's head, rubbed some salt on it, and left it in the corner of the truck.
When the caravan left Chencang, there was a thunderstorm, and it rained heavily. The men hurriedly put tarpaulins on the truck, and the water rushed down, washing the carp demon's body. The rainwater soaked in, and the carp demon's gills Suddenly it started to open and close, and it came alive.
"Drink!" The carp demon opened his eyes wide, slapped and struggled a few times, threw his hands away, grabbed the cart, climbed up, and looked around with his fish head.
Two golden pheasants from Sichuan were crowded in the cage, and they also looked at the carp demon.
The carp demon said to himself: "Where is this? Hey... it hurts so much."
The carp demon was in great pain all over his body, his scales were scorched and fell off in large pieces, he grabbed the truck and looked out.
"It's Chen Cang." A golden pheasant said.
The carp demon was startled and said, "A monster!"
"Aren't you a monster yourself?" Another golden pheasant mocked, "You are sick."
The carp demon thought about it, and said, "You two... why are you here?"
"You're blind." said the first golden pheasant, "Didn't you see that we were locked up?"
"Are you... all males?" The carp demon asked curiously, remembering that usually the feathers of males are more gorgeous among birds.
"Male and female are none of your business." The second golden pheasant said bluntly, "Are all the aquariums meddling in their own business?"
The carp demon said: "I'm in so much pain—" The carp demon's mouth and body also hurt, and his stomach was still half-starved.
There were a few holes in the oiled paper, and the rainwater poured down continuously, and after a while, the two golden pheasants were drenched. Although it was summer, when it rained, the golden pheasants shivered a little, and there was no place on their bodies. It was dry, so I had to squeeze to keep warm.
After a rain, the air in Chang'an was extremely fresh. Li Jinglong took the exorcist and everyone out of Hanguguan, and temporarily handed over the restaurant of Trundeau to the staff, and went out with Artest to play. The crowd drove to Luoyang along the main road between the green mountains, stayed at the Luoyang Exorcist Department for a day, and then went to the Grand Canal. At that time, the Luoshui waterway led directly to Yangzhou, and it was midsummer, and there was an endless stream of large ships.
"You still take the boat." Hong Jun said to Li Jinglong.
Qiu Yongsi replied with a smile: "It's okay, Luoshui and the Grand Canal are not like the Yellow River, and there are no storms. Hey, today I also have the glory of Changshi. Only officials can live in this place."
It is true that the Beijing-Hangzhou waterway is much more stable than that of the Yellow River area. According to Qiu Yongsi's proposal, everyone rented the middle floor of a large boat and six beautiful upper rooms. After a while, the scenery on both sides of the strait is picturesque, and it only takes three days and three nights to arrive in Hangzhou.
The last time Hong Jun took a boat, he lived in the middle cabin below the deck. This was the first time he took an upstairs boat, and he was very excited immediately. Li Jinglong wandered around with him. This big boat was used by dignitaries and nobles, and it was specially used for officials above the third rank to travel between Suzhou, Hangzhou, Luoyang and other places. Li Jinglong specially asked the prince to write a hand letter. He is the celebrity around the prince, and the magistrate naturally served him carefully all the way.
On the canal channel, as Qiu Yongsi said, the road was calm and there were not many bumps. There were singers singing with pipas, and exquisite snacks were served along the way. During the day, everyone gathered in the central spacious hall, reading and enjoying the scenery, really refreshing.
Hong Jun sat in front of the fence, looking at the green hills on both sides of the bank, while Li Jinglong drank tea in front of the case.
Mo Zhigen and Artest looked at a stack of drawing paper and maps non-stop for several days. Artest also brought a few ancient books in Persian and flipped through them from time to time.
"What are you looking at?" Hong Jun finally couldn't help asking.
Mo Zhigen frowned and said, "We are thinking about the meaning of these symbols, have you seen them?"
Artest turned over the paper and showed it to Hong Jun, who shook his head.
"What about this one?" Artest asked again.
Trundeau said: "This Uyghur script is not like Uyghur script, and Tubo script is not like Tubo script. I don't think it is a written language."
Artest said: "It must be words, not French seals, we have tried."
"Let's do it again?" Trundeau said with his hands on his hips.
Artest immediately changed his words: "Yes, it's not words!"
Trundeau just gave up, and Hong Jun couldn't laugh or cry.