Otherworldly Merchant

“The shrine is the place where the dead are divided, the great cave is the place where the dead are imprisoned, and the shrine is the place where the spirits are stored.” Zhang Dongyue's voice was bright and bright: “After the battle of the Shenzhen, Jiang Ziteeth was rewarded by King Zhou Wu's command. The living either rewarded the Hou or imprisoned him, and the deceased also had good and evil. The place where his soul was found guilty was the Shenzhen Tower. The evil soul was pressed into the Great Diffraction Hole, and the soul was transferred here. Later, it gradually became the birthplace of Taoism in the Nakahara region. ”

“Buddha's Gate originated from the White Horse Temple, which was built outside Dayi Cave. ”

“The Nakayue Temple, which is built here, is the basis of Taoism, and is now guarded by the True Dragon Gate faction. ”

“Back then, Wuzheng went all the way here to celebrate the sacrifice, and changed the order from Songyang County to Dengfeng. In fact, Feng Zen Zhongyue is a fake, the sacrificial god is the real one! ”

“Although the two Buddhist teachings differ, their purpose is very similar: to do evil, to do good, to give life to others. The evil spirits in the White Horse Temple are guarded by Buddhist Gate Town, and the cultivation platform in the Zhongyue Temple is provided by the Taoists. In the eyes of ordinary people, the vast majority of people think of the two Buddhist families, probably Shaolin, Wudang. But only the insiders know that Baima Temple, Nakayue Temple, is the true source of Buddhist Path. ”

As soon as I heard Zhang Dongyue say this, I had to be more stunned.

Turns out Nakayue Temple's place in Taoism is not only so revered, but also contains such an amazing legend!

Zhang Dongyue grabbed the cup and took a big sip: “Now that you've got the clue, the final destination is Nakayue Temple, I'll come with you. It just so happens that the current subjective Mayor Huang Zhijie is also an old acquaintance of mine. I'm afraid it's been 20 years! ”

He put down his empty cup and stood up and pulled his leg off.

This old man is such a thunder!

I quickly grabbed the front door and opened the door on the left and right sides at the same time. Three or five spirited young people each came out, a group of people in suits, leather shoes, tie pens, as if they were small employees of a company, another group of people in jeans, sun hats, more like a bunch of donkey backpackers.

But I could see at first glance that these people should be the masters of Zhang family here.

If not, Zhang Dongyue looked at them and said: "You don't have to follow me. If I go to Zhongyue Temple with a group of guards, where can I put Brother Huang's face? Yuliang, take them to Yiu Wu. His people are a little nervous right now. ”

“Obey the order of the Seventh Master!” Among the backpackers was a beard with a fierce appearance of fifty or sixty years old, arched back.

Since he called Zhang Dongyue the Seventh Master, according to the grade, should be my uncle, I hurried back to him a gift.

Zhang Yuliang nodded at me and quickly went downstairs with the two callers.

I walked into the elevator with Zhang Dongyue, just momentarily about to close, from the outside shouting into a shadow, the shadow guard that gave me the card.

He stood silently beside Zhang Dongyue, his left hand hidden between his waists, his eyes twinkled, and he looked out the door with great vigilance.

“Knife, don't be so careful.” Zhang Dongyue said with some sadness: “Even if you are in the ambush of Longquan Village with Brother Jiulin, as long as Longqing Qingqiu does not come, no one can hurt me. ”

He seemed unquestionably complimenting me, but he actually meant it!

The identity of Shadow Guard was extremely confidential, so he did not show up in front of Zhang Yuliang and others who were his own children. But now, Zhang Dongyue directly named him, and also used this name, obviously this person is likely to be his blood descendant. By complimenting me, I made it clear that I was on the same page as him.

The meaning of this is obvious.

He knew that my reputation and skills far exceeded those of Zhang family members and earned Zhang Yiuwu's trust. And whoever is set up for the next chief, if I remember grace, it will certainly be of great benefit after that.

Although it is the same as Zhang family, it can pave the way for future generations, and it is always right to tie one more good fortune.

The shadow guard was also very clever. As soon as Zhang Dongyue said so, he immediately woke up. Turn around and give me a deep message: “Zhang Jiujie meets his cousin. ”

“You're welcome!” I also hurried to pay my respects.

When the elevator arrived on the ground floor, we went out successively, and Zhang Jiu knife went into the night.

I called a taxi and was about to open the back door for Zhang Dongyue, but the old man sat on the co-pilot one step at a time and waved at me: “Get in the car, I have a problem, if you can't see the road ahead, your heart has not been solid. ”

The taxi turned its head and headed towards the Zhongyue Temple.

When he was about to get off, Zhang Dongyue suddenly stopped shouting at the driver: “You should report to him later and evacuate all the people in the secret hall. We are not targeting the Dragon family this time. I also advise you all to think about it, under the nest, there are eggs? It's time to make a new life for yourself.” He opened the door and walked down.

The driver was stunned, and I saw the amazement and panic in his eyes.

Apparently, Zhang Dongyue guessed it!

I didn't even notice that this guy is a detective in Longquan Hidden Hall, but who is Zhang Dongyue? Not only is he extremely experienced, but he has fought Longquan Hills all his life. It is not easy to hide his eyes!

The Middle-Mountain Temple, which is hidden in the night, is even more vivid, although it is now empty and a little chilly.

Zhang Dongyue stepped up with his hands upside down. As he walked forward, he chanted twice: "The mountain river is endless and the moon is clear, and good and evil are self-aware. ”

Chirp!

As his voice dropped, a crisp bird or two burst into the shadow behind a tree.

When he heard the bird scream, Zhang Dongyue stopped.

“Are you this?” I asked some strange questions.

“As far back as 20 years ago, I had the privilege of getting inside and seeing an old objectivist.” Zhang Dongyue had some cow lips that did not say to the horse's mouth.

I have no idea what those two sentences mean or what they are useful for.

After a short wait, a clear breeze suddenly swung in the distance, followed by the noise of the bushes, revealing a bright yellow figure from the dark.

A little closer, it turns out that it's an old Taoist in a yellow robe, slightly fat, slow walking, snowy and frosty corners under his cap. There's a 16-7-year-old Taoist in the distance.

The old road is slow, and the steps are not great, but each step is a lot closer to us, as if the legend had shrunk to an inch.

At first, I thought it was an illusion, but then I realized that the little Taoist behind him was rushing, tired of gasping, but getting pulled further and further away.

“Immense divinity!” A dozen seconds later, the old road stood twenty meters in front of us, far away in a far-reaching rhetorical pronunciation.