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Chapter 118: The Book


"Abbot, the people have brought it."

The monk took Zhu Yunwen and his party outside a meditation room, knocked on the door and whispered.

Outside the Zhongnan Temple, Zhu Yunwen followed the monk almost without hesitation, if the abbot was really waiting for himself, then there was no point in thinking meaninglessly, just meet directly and make it clear.

"Okay."

An old hoarse voice came from inside the house: "Please come in by yourself, and the others please go to the side room to rest, sorry."

Zhu Yunwen naturally understood that the host was talking about the benefactor himself, he glanced at He Lin, and found that he shook his head slightly to himself, in this unfamiliar county, you still have to be more careful.

Zhu Yunwen only paused for a short time before deciding to go in, his eyes motioned to He Lin to tell them to leave, and then pushed the door in.

In the very simple meditation room, an old monk with a white beard sat on a futon facing the door, his eyes closed, and his mouth was still reading.

The abbot slowly opened his eyes, pointed to the futon opposite him and said, "Please also ask the donor to sit, the house is simple, and you can still look at Haihan."

"Nothing."

Zhu Yunwen sat down and asked very seriously: "I don't know what the abbot is looking for me, what is the purpose?"

The host smiled slightly and said, "Although the donor came in and was calm, he still exuded an aura of surprise, I don't know if what the old monk said is right?"

Zhu Yunwen was slightly stunned, but he didn't hide it, and said, "Exactly."

The host looked at Zhu Yunwen and said: "I don't know where the donor comes from, who it is, and where it is going, but I can let an astrologer assist, the identity of the donor must be either rich or expensive, the donor does not need to be surprised, the old monk traveled all over the world when he was young, and he can be regarded as a little knowledge.

The host squinted his eyes, and without waiting for Zhu Yunwen to ask, he continued: "Misfortune and fortune are relied on, blessing and misfortune are lurking, can the donor know the purpose of the book on your body?"

Kindness?

Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, touched his shirt strangely, and sure enough, he touched a book, but this was given to him by that Si Banxian, isn't it fake?

At that time, he didn't care, and just put it on his body.

"I know that the donor is confused, so let the old monk answer for the donor."

The abbot said slowly: "I believe that the donor must have heard the story of Seong's lost horse, blessing and misfortune depend on each other, these two seem to be two extremes, but they also have something in common, just like the astrologer next to the donor, she can tell fortunes, this is to comprehend something that ordinary people can not reach, and the same, between blessings and misfortunes, there is also a certain mystery, since the beginning of Qin, celebrities and strangers in the past dynasties, all want to find out what the two have in common, so as to change their luck, in order to seek glory and wealth, flying and prosperous, but no one has succeeded in nearly a thousand years, Until the end of the Sui Dynasty, Li Yuan accidentally comprehended the mystery and wrote it into a book, originally wanted to leave it to his descendants, so as to ensure the immortality of Li Tang's country, but who would have thought that Wu Zetian stole the book, and usurped power to cut off Li Tang's generation, and after the Shenlong coup Zhongzong restored the Tang Dynasty, the book was gone. ” "In other words......"

Zhu Yunwen looked at the book in his hand and wondered: "This book is the one left by Li Yuan?"

The host shook his head and said: "No, after Taizong Li Shimin got the book from his father, because the records in it were too complicated, he invited many monks to streamline the book, and later, after several years of hard work, the book was finally completed, as for what it became, it was not known to the old monk."

"Then why did it reach me?

And not the Zhao Song dynasty?

Zhu Yunwen asked curiously.

The host touched his beard with a smile and said, "The old monk doesn't know, there is a providence in the dark, and all this may be because of the extraordinary nature of the donor." …………………………………… Ask for collections, ask for recommendations.