Chapter 222 What is the truth

In the carriage, Ling Feng thoughtfully turned his eyes to somewhere in the northeast. It seemed that his sight could pass through the thick board and closed his eyelids for a long time.

Li Xiuning, who has been observing him, knew something different. Just now, the situation was so dangerous that he didn't see his reaction. He said curiously, "What's going on?"

Ling Feng said lightly, "It's just an old friend."

"The old man?" Li Xiuning's beautiful eyelashes flickered, and her intuition told her that the so-called old friend was probably a woman, and there was a very uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

She didn't know that Ling Feng's only one-sided deceased was in a deep hole ten miles away, with a frown, sitting cross-legged, and gently spitting out a breath of fairy air.

At this time, a gentle and peaceful female voice sounded behind her and said, "Fei Xuan, your heart is upset." It is her master, Fan Qinghui, whose injury has not yet healed.

Fan Qinghui also sat on a futon like her, wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, and the dark green silk casually scattered on her shoulders. She seems to be only about 30 years old, but the plain jade appearance shows people all the world, and there is nothing to move her with the vicissitudes of life.

If Ling Feng was here, he would be surprised and ridiculed, because Jingzhai has always been meditation, and the inside of Zhai should be all fallen nuns. Unexpectedly, except for the disciples who traveled abroad, even her, the master of Zhai, did not give up these three thousand troubles. Is this a phase or a real enlightenment?

The master concubine's beautiful eyes rose like a gentle moonlight, like water and fog. She shook her head and sighed, "Master, the demon seed of Mingzong Yue has been destroyed."

With the natural spiritual connection between the Taoist fetus in her body and the natural spiritual connection with the demon seed, there is naturally an extremely clear feeling. At the moment when the three babies were broken, she was almost intertwined with Ling Feng's thoughts, and she could fully feel Ling Feng's anger, helplessness and strong sadness. Then, an indescribable loss surged in her heart, and there was a feeling of relief.

Fan Qinghui showed a trace of imperceptible sadness and said in a low voice, "All development and changes are under control. No matter how hard Mingzong fights, it will be in vain."

There was no wave on Shifei's face, and she obviously knew the specific meaning of her words.

Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed bitterly, and he said gently, "Since the founder of the Han Dynasty, Dini Chuangzhai, we have set up a rule that those who practice swordsmen must enter the world and practice for three years, and we have been involved in the world's treacherous personnel. The change of the dynasty and the rise and fall of the country had nothing to do with our monks, but in the unremitting struggle with the Devil's Gate for hundreds of years after the Yongjia Rebellion, the heavy responsibility of the stability of the world has been handed over to our shoulders, and we can't allow us to retreat.

"Jingzhai has been working hard to save the world. He dares not slack off at all. He just hopes to make some contributions to the suffering people, select a wise king, support and encourage him with our meager strength, and end this terrible chaos."

Her beautiful and pure face showed a look of remembrance and said, "Fortunately, we succeeded. Thirty-six years ago, we helped Yang Jian ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, reformed the old and the new, and opened up the prosperous era of the emperor's rule, and gradually calmed down the south. At that time, Song was the only one who could resist it in the world, but with Song's conceit, he still had to avoid the south and be sealed by him. Yang Sui was originally very good to do, but unfortunately, it seemed that he would die like a violent Qin Dynasty.

The master's concubine is still speech-in.

Fan Qinghui said lightly, "In the past few years, we have tried to choose a monarch for you with He Shibi, but many people do not understand. They think that we are greedy for the power and status in the world and want to use this way to ensure the prosperity and decline of Jingzhai. Ha! That's ridiculous. We have a clear conscience!" Her eyes suddenly lit up with wisdom, "But we still can't let the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment forever. Feixuan, do you know what's wrong with us?"

The master concubine suffocated and said, "I don't know."

Fan Qinghui said in an unprecedented affirmative tone: "There is no immortal dynasty in the world. Even if it is as shrewd and strong as Ying Zheng and Yang Jian, it is inevitable that there will be no successor, ruining the hard-earned family business. For thousands of years, the world has been divided and merged. The emperor has changed one after another, just like falling into a strange circle of reincarnation. In any case, it is 'prosperation, the people suffer; death, the people suffer's'. The root cause is still this hereditary feudal system.

"If you prosper, the people will suffer; if you die, the people will suffer." The master concubine muttered, and her face showed a soft and compassionate look like Master Guanyin.

With the education she has received since she was a child, no one in the world understands better than her. The court can't guarantee the wisdom of the ruler at all. It is really ridiculous to pin the hope of helping the world on the unknown future. Jingzhai may choose one emperor, two or even three emperors, but it is impossible to interfere with the succession of the throne forever.

She asked, "So, this disciple's so-called entry into the world is just a scam?"

"Not bad." Fan Qinghui smiled and said, "If people in the world think that we put hope on Li Valve, it's a big mistake. Li Valve is just a bait, a bait that diverts everyone's attention. Avenue 50, Tianyan 49, there is still a heavenly opportunity to escape. This opportunity is also a vitality. Can we change our lives against the sky? Fate can only be assured if it is in your own hands. After August 15th, everything will be known.

August 15, the peak battle. Ming Zongyue and Bi Xuan will finally win or lose. Originally, the failure of Ming Zongyue was expected, and the bright-eyed people could see the irreparable gap between the two. But after today, no one in the world dares to say such a thing.

The master concubine sighed gently again.

After decades of planning, it depends on this day. But what is she in this big picture? She has a feeling of frustration.

Fan Qinghui seemed to know her intention and said, "Fei Xuan, you go to Bashu."

"Yes."

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After a while, Li Xiuning couldn't help asking, "Brother Ming, where are you going to take Xiuning?"

Ling Feng acquiesced in the woman's intimate call of repeatedly calling him the eldest brother. Hearing her question, he was also stunned. Originally, he decided to go to Bashu, but now that the problem of Zhenqi has been solved, there is naturally no need for it.

At this time, he doesn't have a clear goal, but he wants to find a quiet place, at least a safe place that no one disturbs. After finding Zhu Yuyan in the consciousness space, you can decide to hide in the future.

On August 15th, he must go to Jiangdu for an appointment. At that time, all three masters would be trampled under his feet! This is no longer an arrogant idea, but a realistic psychology. It's like a Han who went to the city in the countryside. After seeing the world, he no longer looked down on the little girl who was a childhood sweetheart in the village.

Li Xiuning couldn't hear the answer for a long time. He thought that the man still refused to forgive him. He was angry with her about the family's mistakes. He was unhappy at the bottom of his heart. At that moment, he pouted and sulked alone. Although she is strong and independent, she is a 17-year-old girl after all.

Anlong outside the car suddenly interrupted and said, "On July 15, Xie Hui is going to celebrate his fiftieth birthday. Isn't Brother Ming going to support him?"

jie hui? The contemporary head of Bashu Xiejiabao. Ling Feng is not familiar with the actual controller of Bashu, and only a few descriptions in the original work. This man was deceived by Fan Qinghui in the later part of the original work. He resolutely defected to Li Tang and betrayed Song Que, which almost ruined Kou Zhong's efforts. Although he looks down on this guy, he can't be underestimated.

After Li Valve got the customs, it can only be said that he has the capital to dominate the world, but if he can get Bashu and control the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, the deterrence to the whole south of the Yangtze River is unparalleled. Bashu is absolutely not allowed to lose!

Speaking of Xie Hui, Ling Feng remembered that when he kidnapped Sister Wan Wan a few months ago, he ambushed the second king of the Yangtze River, who a big ship of the Yin Gui faction. What supports them behind them is Xie Hui. Ling Feng is very interested to know, how could he have the courage to openly provoke the devil?

"If I remember correctly, Xie Hui is a fat man, isn't he?" Ling Feng asked.

Anlong touched Ling Feng's temperament, and there was no initial uneasiness. He laughed and scolded, "Brother, that old boy hasn't regarded me as a person these days."

From his words, it can be seen that something unpleasant must have happened between the two. But this person is a good hand in the magic door, and he can actually make a golden orchid with Xie Huiyi. This identity is hidden deep enough. Who would have thought that this famous big businessman would be a notorious demon scum?

Ling Feng estimated that he was discovered by Xie Hui that it would lead to the breakdown of the relationship. In addition to the parties involved, how many people can guess the details? Thinking of something, he wondered, "Lao An, Xie Hui and Song Que are brothers, and you and Xie Hui are brothers. So you and Song Que have been together?"

"Cough! "Cough!" Anlong suddenly coughed outside the car and gasped for a long time, "I think, I have to see it. We are each our own, and we are our own.

Ling Feng said, it's like a man worshipping a man and a woman as a godfather and godmother. These two people may not be a couple.

July 15. Ling Feng said strangely several times, and suddenly said, "This birthday is also interesting."

"Interesting?" Anlong was stunned and didn't understand. He asked for advice with an open mind, "What an interesting method?"

Li Xiuning's beautiful eyes flowed, and he looked at Ling Feng and said, "Is it Zhongyuan Festival?"

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Shangyuan Festival, the fifteenth day of July is the Zhongyuan Festival, and the fifteenth day of October is the Lower Yuan Festival. After the emergence of Taoism, the gods worshipped were heavenly officials, earth officials, water officials, and matched the "three yuan" with the "three officials". It is said that the birthday of the Shangyuan Tianguan is the 15th day of the first month, the Zhongyuan Diguan is the 15th of July, and the Xiayuan Shuiguan is October 15th. Therefore, the Taoist family will set up an altar offering on July 15th.

"Oh, so this is it!" Before Ling Feng could speak, An Long suddenly realized, "I said, I don't think it's strange. This day is a ghost festival, Taoist fools, and a ghost saying of folk belief. This is not very lucky."

Because Shangyuan is the day of blessing from heaven, Zhongyuan is the day of forgiveness for local officials, and Xiayuan is the day of water officials. Therefore, from the beginning of July, the underworld opened the ghost door and released the lonely ghosts to the world to accept the sacrifice.

In order to avoid the interference of ghosts and gods, the world set up "Zhongyuan Purdue" on July 15 to offer food and burn underworld paper to appease those ownerless souls. Most people will bring sacrifices on this day and go to the grave to pay tribute to their ancestors, which is similar to going to the grave on Tomb-sweeping Day. The local government will also order the monks and Taoists of the temple to set up a solitary soul Taoist field to pay tribute to the fallen sergeants.

Anlong is the main brain figure of the Demon Sect. He scoffs at Taoism and ghosts, and is alone. Naturally, he will not worship his ancestors.

Li Xiuning added: "This day is still the Buddha's Obon Festival. There is a story of saving my mother in it.

"Real?" Ling Feng was not clear about this and said with interest, "Try to hear it."

Li Xiuning smiled and said, "It is said that Buddha Sakyamuni had a disciple named Mulian. Seeing his dead mother suffering in hell, he tried his best to save him, but failed, so he had to turn to the Buddha. Buddha explained that his mother's sin was quite great before her death, and no one could save her. He told him that on July 15, the monks would live in peace at the end, prepare a variety of food and provide for the monks. With the help of the monks, he could free his mother from suffering. Mu Lian followed the instructions, and it really worked.

"This kind of Buddhist activity is called the Obon Festival. Yulan is a transliteration of Tianzhu Sanskrit, which means upside down and describes the suffering of the dead. A basin refers to the utensils for offerings. Obon means that such activities can relieve the suffering of the deceased.

Ling Feng was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the little girl knew a lot about these.

Perceiting that Ling Feng was looking at her, he seemed to know what he was thinking. Li Xiuning's tender face was stained with a layer of blush, and he said delicately and cutely, "I also heard my father mention these. On that day, we will also put river lanterns. River lanterns are usually used to put lanterns or candles on the base to use falling ghosts and other lonely ghosts in the water.

Ling Feng smiled. Although these ancient customs still exist in later generations, they are much less. Like him, he has not experienced the release of river lanterns at all, and he only goes to worship his ancestors every year on Tomb-sweeping Day. I can't help thinking of my deceased parents, with a look of sadness in my eyes and saying, "I hope Xiehui's birthday can go smoothly. Otherwise, the birth sacrifice will be passed together."

Li Xiuning's rosy face suddenly turned pale, and the fat man outside the car couldn't wait to touch his palm and shout.

Of course, Anlong knew that Xie Hui's relationship with Song Que was not as close as it appeared, and Ling Feng was bound to enter Bashu and quarrel with him for his hegemony. At that time, if Xie Hui couldn't stand in the team, he would definitely die!

Not long after, Ling Feng said strangely, "That's right, fat man, why did you go to the East Gate?"

Li Valve's power in the east of Daxing is still relatively stable. Because of Xue Ju in the Western Qin Dynasty, he is not favored by neutral forces and basically has little influence.

Li Xiuning also looked curious. If this guy hadn't gone through the east gate with all his heart, how could he become a prisoner?

Anlong sighed, "If I say I'm closer to the East Gate and too lazy to run errands, do you believe it?"

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Sometimes, the truth is so simple.