Three days later.
Zhang Guozhong was sitting in front of Li Erya's hospital bed in a daze.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
When he opened the door, it turned out to be Zhang Guoyi, Lao Liu Tou and Liu Dongsheng.
"How did you deal with that person in the end?"
Zhang Guozhong said listlessly.
"Leave it to the Malaysian government to handle."
Liu Dongsheng spread his hands and looked helpless.
"Leave it to Malaysia."
Zhang Guozhong's anger suddenly jumped to his head, "He did the case in China."
"But the person he killed was not Chinese," Liu Dongsheng said helplessly, "and that person committed suicide."
"Alas" Zhang Guozhong sat down on the chair.
"Old Zhang, listen to me."
Liu Dongsheng also moved a chair, "The sword also has your fingerprints on it, and when we arrived at the scene, it was you who held the sword to his neck, and now the witness is dead. , if the trial in China would be detrimental to you, I think that’s fine.”
"How do you think the Malay government will sentence him?"
Zhang Guozhong asked, "Is it possible to sentence him to death?"
"I don't know what the sentence will be, but it will definitely not be the death penalty."
Liu Dongsheng's attitude was firm.
"Why?"
Zhang Guozhong frowned.
"Because there is no death penalty in Malaysia" Liu Dongsheng shrugged, Zhang Guozhong was completely desperate "That senior brother of yours, these are the things he found from the villa he mentioned.
Everyone from the National Treasures and Cultural Relics Bureau was dumbfounded."
Liu Dongsheng smiled slightly, "In the end, I didn't say his identity, so I just said he was He's just an antique collector from Hong Kong.
He just went to look at the goods in that villa.
Old man, now Still on the run, hahaha."
After that, Liu Dongsheng took out a dozen photos from his handbag and handed them to Zhang Guozhong.
Originally, Zhang Guozhong had no intention of looking at these things, but Old Liu Tou stepped forward and took the photos from Liu Dongsheng's hand. , directly pulled out the last two, "Guozhong, look at what these are."
After taking the photo, Zhang Guozhong was also dumbfounded.
He had seen this thing in Wuling Mountain once before.
Pulling out the second one, I saw a yellow scroll spread out on the writing table.
Because this photo is only a partial picture, you can vaguely see the first few words of the scroll: "In the ninth year of Yonghe, I was in Guichou.
At the beginning of late spring, I met at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji."
"This is this..."
Zhang Guozhong couldn't believe his eyes.
It seemed that this precious senior brother really had some patriotic feelings.
His family's property was confiscated by the Public Security Bureau, and he didn't even say that he would sell these things.
If this pile of things If she sells them all, I'm afraid it will be enough for Liang Xiaolan to stay in that noble ward until the earth is destroyed.
"Isn't this something that will be copied by future generations?"
"Whether it's a copy or not, we'll have the results in a few days."
Old Liu Tou smiled slightly, "I've never seen the original.
I'll keep this photo as a memorial to Guozhong, but don't snatch it from me."
To be honest, Zhang Guozhong never had time.
Steal this from him Two weeks later.
That evening, Zhang Guozhong had just bought a meal from downstairs and went upstairs.
Suddenly Zhang Guoyi came over again, followed by a short old man who was about the same height as Zhang Yicheng.
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He was wearing a blue jacket and had a beard similar to the old man.
Liu Tou looks a bit similar, but the smoothness of his face is much younger than the old Liu Tou.
He is dirty all over his body.
At first glance, he looks like a scrap collector, but his elegance with his chest upturned and his head raised must have something to do with it.
"Brother, this uncle said he is one of your colleagues."
"Fellow practitioner" the old man had a smile on his face and his voice was quite kind.
"To fellow practitioner.
Haha, a fellow practitioner found our unit today, so I brought him here."
Zhang Guoyi smiled with a smile on his face, a bit of a show of merit.
When he heard the word "fellow practitioner", he was so frightened that Zhang Guozhong almost dropped the lunch box on the ground.
He thought to himself, "Oh my God, the last fellow practitioner almost destroyed my family.
Why is this fellow practitioner here again?
Could it be that he is from the Wang Si Zhao sect?"
Came for revenge "Uh, this is Zhang Guozhong, right?"
the old man smiled slightly.
"Master, don't you dare to pretend that I don't know what seniors are doing with me."
Zhang Guozhong put the lunch box on the table and clasped his hands in fists.
"Well, I went to Hong Kong not long ago and met Mr.
Wang Bolun.
He said that you were holding a press conference in Hong Kong to vindicate Ling Yunzi."
Although Old Liu Tou is not tall, his speech and behavior reveal an indescribable expression.
Domineering.
"Wang Bolun."
Zhang Guozhong recalled carefully that when he sent the invitation, he had indeed given it to this person.
He was a descendant of the Liu Chuxuan Suishan sect of the Quanzhen Sect, "Oh, I remembered, the press conference was organized by me, Taoist Wang's I personally placed the invitation, but in fact, it was his grandson who sent it to Senior Ling Yunzi Zhaoxue, I was just helping."
"Well, Headmaster Zhang is indeed very impressive, humble and good."
Old Liu smiled.
This smile made Zhang Guozhong laugh.
He just told the truth.
How could he become extraordinary, humble and good?
Even if it is flattering , it’s too untechnical.
"Headmaster Zhang, I remember that back then, I had quite a relationship with Ling Yunzi.
You can help him get rid of his bad reputation.
I want to thank you on his behalf.
I originally wanted to visit you, but I heard that your health is not good, so I came here. here" "Dare I ask the senior's title?"
Zhang Guozhong felt a little awkward listening to the old man's words.
After so many years of reform and opening up, why is there still such a word as "lingnei"?
It doesn't look like this old man knows Yun Lingzi.
If he really knew Yun Lingzi, now He's not even ninety yet, but he's already a hundred years old, but looking at this old man, he's in his early sixties at most, with black hair.
How could he possibly know Yun Lingzi?
"A humble name and a humble name are nothing to worry about."
The old man smiled and walked up to Li Erya.
He raised his head and was about to roll Li Erya's eyelids.
"Hey" Zhang Guoyi was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Zhang Guozhong.
He knew how to roll his eyelids, so he must not be an amateur.
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What if there is a way?
"Well, this is a South Asian evil technique.
It's called miasma marrow.
It has been unparalleled for many years."
The old man took his time and opened Li Erya's curled palm.
Why is this technique harmful?"
"This is a long story, I dare to ask senior, what do you mean?"
Hearing what the old man said, Zhang Guozhong even felt a hint of joy.
"I mean, the person who performed the spell on her was ruthless, but he was not a master."
The old man smiled slightly.
"You mean she can still be saved?"
Zhang Guozhong's face was full of excitement.
"Exactly."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled slightly.
"Then" Zhang Guozhong was so excited that he didn't know what to do, "please ask senior Shi Fang to save people."
"I'm not busy."
The old man smiled slightly, "Teacher Zhang, you haven't answered my question yet, why did you harm Nei Yuan with this technique?"
"This" Zhang Guozhong thought about it carefully.
Yun Lingzi's friend must not be a bad person.
Moreover, when this person asked about the cause of his wife's illness, he probably didn't know Wang Sizhao.
It wouldn't hurt to talk about it.
"Senior, please sit down," Zhang Guozhong said to Zhang Guoyi.
With a look, Zhang Guoyi was sensible and left immediately.
After more than two hours, Zhang Guozhong told the old man the story of how Wang Zhenjiang rebelled and how he came to the mainland to cause trouble.
The old man nodded repeatedly, "So, the five sons of Maoshan all died at the hands of the second son Wang Sizhao."
This person is in Malaysia now."
The old man frowned.
"Yeah" Zhang Guozhong nodded, "There is no death penalty in Malaysia.
It seems that this guy got an advantage because he only had one broken hand."
"Well, it seems Brother Sijia is really unlucky."
The old man also sighed.
"Senior, you know my uncle?"
Zhang Guozhong was stunned.
"Haha, the country is about to perish.
How can Dao survive?
These words touch my heart.
Thinking of our Chinese Taoist sect, there are a few who don't know Brother Si Jia."
The old man did not directly answer Zhang Guozhong's question, "Master Zhang, since the order The evil spell was done by Wang Sizhao, how could I stand by and watch it happen?
Please bring me a hot towel."
"Hey, wait a minute, I'm going to the water room right now."
Zhang Guozhong picked up the washbasin and went to the water room.
If you want to say he is lucky, he is really lucky.
If you want to say he is unlucky, Zhang Guozhong is also unlucky.
He usually wants to get some cold water in the water room of this hospital.
It was difficult, but at this moment, the water coming out of the faucet was cold water.
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"He really knows how to choose the right time."
Zhang Guozhong rushed downstairs again and saw a long queue of seven or eight people in the water room downstairs.
Each person had at least two thermoses, and some were carrying four. , and the water output from the hot water faucet is less than that of peeing, and it takes at least three minutes to fill a thermos.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Guozhong was so anxious that he simply went down to the next floor.
This floor is better, the water volume is relatively large, and there are only two people queuing up.
However, when Zhang Guozhong received hot water to warm the towel and returned to the ward, he found that the old man had disappeared, and Li Erya on the bed was coughing slightly.
"Coughing!"
Zhang Guozhong was so excited that he almost shed tears.
The washbasin in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.
The symptoms of coughing indicate that the body has responded to external stimulation, which means that the soul Already back.
"The doctor is coughing, the patient is coughing."
Zhang Guozhong rushed out of the room.
Everyone in the surrounding wards was puzzled.
He thought to himself that this is not a mental hospital.
The patient coughed twice, so what?
There was just a click, and a small piece of paper fell from Li Erya's hand to the ground: The thieves are coming from the east and want to stop them Disaster: He Zu Enyang
Children from all over the world should especially Discussing the pros and cons in Kunlun Mountain Where will the country go to perish?
One word wakes me up, I don’t deserve it From now on, being the head of the state is a matter of state Only by being surprised can you know the existence of impermanence People's hearts have their own destiny How can grudges be used as sorrow for future generations?
Fearless despite life and death But I hope that the parallel stone will return to Yin and Yang Looking at this note, Zhang Guozhong suddenly realized that it was him.
In front of the hospital bed, Li Erya could already sit up and drink water.
Sitting next to the bedside table, Lao Liutou held this piece of paper and frowned, "Guozhong, what do you understand about this poem?"
"Brother, do you still remember the fragmented poem in Dingchi?"
Zhang Guozhong took the pen and marked a few commas on the poem.
The meaning of the whole poem immediately became much clearer: The thieves came from the east and wanted to stand in the way of the disaster, but the kindness of our ancestors spread to all directions, and our children especially responded to Kunlun.
We discussed in the mountains where the country was about to perish.
I said a word to wake me up.
I am worthy of being the leader.
From now on, I will be responsible for the affairs of the country.
Only then will I know.
There are no ordinary human hearts, and we have to settle our grudges, so how can we bear the consequences of future generations?
"Kunlun in this poem refers to Feng Kunlun," Zhang Guozhong said.
"Isn't this the first person Mr.
Ma Sijia looked for back then?"
"Could this be this?"
Old Liu Tou couldn't help but be startled, "That Yuan Shaoyi from Longhu Mountain?"
"That's right, I'd rather keep the dust of my home than watch the thieves invade my territory thousands of miles away.
Even though my body will never be restored, I'll look back at the beauty of China's slow garden.
──I think he is 100% Yuan Shaoyi."
At this moment, Zhang Guozhong also remembered Yuan Shaoyi's desperate poem recorded in the detailed records of the Chinese Anti-Japanese War's secret operations, "I must have gone down to the Dingchi Pond before Brother Zhenyun to set up the Iron Bamboo Formation. , he was the one who left a fragment of a poem to teach future generations how to escape.”
"We have settled our grievances, so why do you think that later generations will say that he is planning to go to Malaysia to take care of Wang Si's photos himself?"
Old Liu Tou chuckled and said in his heart that although this big brother appeared half a beat late, it is still better than not showing up at all.
"So he has also learned the method of making alchemy, or he has also taken Qiu Dan."
"I think it's very possible," Zhang Guozhong said, "First of all, if he is really Yuan Shaoyi, his actual age should be over 100, but he looks much younger than you."
"Don't compare with me."
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Old Liu Tou annoyed others by saying he was old, "I am worried."
"Secondly, look at the last two sentences."
Zhang Guozhong pointed to the last two sentences on the note: I am not afraid of life and death, but I hope that the parallel stone will return to Yin and Yang.
"I have studied these two sentences for a long time, but I can't break them up.
These two sentences are two whole sentences.
I mentioned to him Senior Brother Zhenyun's last wish, hoping to re-enter reincarnation.
He is teaching us the method."
"What method can this be?"
Old Liu frowned, "To be honest, I have been thinking about this matter these days.
According to what Dai Jinshuang said, after eating Qiu Dan, you may have Yin energy, but when you die, you will have Yang energy. , Guozhong, this soul has yang energy, it is more difficult to transcend than to reach heaven."
Old Liu Tou said while chewing his teeth.
Maoshan Shu believes that if the soul contains yang energy, it will become an evil ghost.
When Zhang Guozhong prepared the "Yang Soul Method" to die with the wrongdoers in Bashan, this principle was used.
However, the "Yang Soul Method" has a time limit, and the soul The yang energy in the body can only last for a while.
Once the time limit has passed, people can still be reincarnated.
However, who knows how long the yang energy carried by the souls of people who have "mutated" after eating "Qiu Dan" will last?
"Brother, look at this sentence: I hope the parallel stone will return to Yin and Yang.
I think the mystery lies in this sentence," Zhang Guozhong said thoughtfully.
"Pianshi" Old Liu Tou also thought thoughtfully, "Why does it sound so familiar?
I remembered it.
There is such a place under the Maofeng of Maoshan Mountain.
It is now a tourist attraction."
"Maoshan" Zhang Guozhong has also been to Maoshan, but he only had to do business and had no time to enjoy the scenery.
"What's so special about that place?"
"Da Mao Peak of Maoshan Mountain is the peak of thousands of peaks chosen by San Mao Zhenjun.
There is a sacred pool on the top, which gathers the yang of thousands of mountains and the yin of the four seas.
It is a treasure land that harmonizes yin and yang without drought or flood."
Old Liu stroked his beard with a bit of energy like a private school teacher, "If you need yin, you will be yin, and if you need yang, you will be yang.
Therefore, if people need yang, they will be helped by yang."
Weaken its yin, and things need the help of yin to avoid their yang.
This is how to adjust.
Thousands of mountains are difficult to decide, and thousands of mountains are reluctant to leave.
In the vast world, you can choose the yin and yang to adjust, but Maoshan is also the country's loyal, Yuan Shaoyi's It means that we should go to the Parallel Stone at the foot of Damao Peak in Maoshan Mountain, use the energy of heaven and earth to remove the turbid Yang energy from Senior Brother Dai’s soul, and save the Fourth Brother." a month later Although Li Erya's body has basically recovered, his father's death has hit him hard.
Fortunately, many acquaintances in the village came to comfort him, so Li Erya is better.
After finishing the funeral for his father-in-law, Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liutou immediately came to Maoshan with the death jade that sealed the souls of Dai Jin.
On the "Good Mountain" Damao Peak, Zhang Guozhong enjoyed the panoramic view of Maoshan for the first time.
No wonder the three Mao brothers chose such a place to practice Taoism.
Although Maoshan is not high, the trend of the mountains is obviously to gather energy and bring blessings.
The situation is several times stronger than the mountains and wild ridges I have been to.
No wonder I, the emperor in ancient times, traveled thousands of miles to come here to pray for blessings and longevity.
With this kind of energy-gathering mountain, not to mention performing rituals, even just staying in a Taoist temple for a day or two might be enough to change fortunes.
"The Parallel Stone is just ahead."
The Taoist leader who was in charge of leading the way, whose name was Qingzhu, usually liked to write and write, and he and Lao Liutou got along well with each other.
"You two came to Maoshan this time, I guess you didn't just come to Maoshan to see the scenery."
"We want to recite sutras for a friend of mine."
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Zhang Guozhong did not want to reveal too much.
"Why come here to chant sutras?"
Taoist priest Qingzhu was stunned.
"It's a long story.
My friend has sinned a lot."
Zhang Guozhong sighed.
"The most important thing is, I think he should go home and take a look."
"He is also from Jurong."
Taoist priest Qingzhu smiled.
"He is from Nanjing," Zhang Guozhong looked at the dead jade in his hand, "but his roots are in Maoshan."
It is said to be a salvation, but in practice it is much more difficult than ordinary salvation.
Zhang Guozhong and Liu Tou found a good place near the Parallel Stone, and then followed Taoist Qingzhu back to the Taoist Temple.
In the following months, two Taoists, an old man and a young man, chanted sutras under the parallel stone every day until night.
Strangely enough, it was the rainy season, but not a drop of rain fell in the area around the parallel stone.
Note Jurong: A famous historical city in Jiangsu, located in the south of Jiangsu, with a long history of more than 2,000 years.
Maoshan, a Taoist resort under the jurisdiction of the city, the "Maoshan Taoism" mentioned in this article originated here, the Buddhist holy land Baohua Mountain, and "Jiangsu Jiuzhaigou" "Wawu Mountain" and other famous scenic spots
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