Today I hold the world

From Qingling Mountain to Jiangbei Xincheng, it took nearly three months to come, and only one month to return. The horse took more than half of the journey, and finally died on the way.

On December 26, it was night when they returned to Xincheng, Zhong Ziyan and Liang Yu cleaned the room and went to bed early.

On the way back, the two made a conclusion about Tao Fangyin's Dharma teaching in the coming year.

At first, Liang Yu advocated getting out as soon as possible, rushing to Ziyun Mountain immediately after returning home, and not getting involved in the Chilongmen matter, but Zhong Ziyan felt that Tao Fangyin did not raise objections in time when Tao Fangyin explained that day. What to do? This belongs to leaving without saying goodbye, which is not in etiquette.

In the end, the two masters and servants negotiated, and when Tao Fangyin came on the agreed date, Liang Yu explained the Zhong family's last order clearly, saying that the Zhong family had long been related to Ziyun Mountain, and Zhong Ziyan, as a descendant of the next generation, must not disobey, and he would certainly disappoint Tao Xian Shi Bai made a trip, he should apologize, he should apologize, in short, he should explain the matter clearly.

According to Tao Fangyin's date, the seventh day of the first lunar month is the eleventh day of the second month, and the calendar is divided into yin and yang, so there are still more than 40 days before the agreement.

On the second day after returning to Xincheng, Zhong Ziyan dressed in green clothes and a padded robe, came early to the beggar's nest in the north of the city. Seeing Mr. Zhong's return, the little beggars surrounded him and asked about the past few months.

It was freezing cold, the hut was ventilated on all sides, and there was a small stove inside that radiated warmth. Thirteen children in tattered padded jackets of various colors sat in a circle, the oldest was ten years old, the youngest was five years old, four girls, Of the nine boys, all eyes were fixed on the scholar in Tsing Yi.

In the eyes of this group of children, Mr. Zhong is the person they trust the most. He is a brother, a teacher, and heaven and earth. What Mr. Zhong says is the law and the words of heaven.

A beggar's life is low, and life and death are uncertain. In the cold winter, a snowstorm can take away thirty or fifty lives, and this thatched hut has sheltered them for three years.

Those rich and noble families laughed at Mr. Zhong for being stupid, poor, and uneducated. Only they knew that most of Mr. Zhong's money was spent on them.

The test of merit requires a lot of money for the officials. Mr. Zhong couldn't get it, so he said with a smile that he couldn't take the test. They felt guilty and secretly went to steal and sell things together. After being caught, Mr. Zhong paid the money for them , I don’t beat them when I come back, I just like to teach them, a gentleman knows his shame and then he is brave.

They hope that they will grow up quickly. When they grow up, they can work, learn martial arts and walk darts, and then they can buy Mr. Zhong his favorite books and buy many beautiful clothes for Mr. Zhong. Mr. Zhong grows up well and wears beautiful clothes. He must be more handsome than the wealthy young master in the city.

Time passed quickly, and two hours passed without knowing it. Zhong Ziyan chatted happily with the students. I heard that this winter, there was a good man Wang who gave money to all the beggars in Xincheng for the winter. It is a pity that good man Wang Sick and died.

It was nearly noon, and Zhong Ziyan left the thatched cottage to go to the Zhang Mansion in the south of the city.

Zhang Mingyuan recently had a sore on his head, with plaster on it, and he looked like a dude, and he said it as a joke, "Hey, look, where did this beggar come from, why did he run to my house?"

Zhong Ziyan was also amused, and responded with a straight face, "This beggar is the No. 30 fourth-generation leader of the Beggar Gang, and Zhong Youcai is also there. Now I see that the son's Yintang is black, and I am afraid that there may be ghosts haunting him. I am here to rescue him."

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Mingyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing first, "You're the only one who has money? I'm laughing to death, are you a beggar or a Taoist priest? A beggar like you is capable of catching ghosts? "

Zhong Ziyan waved his hands and smiled, no longer being funny.

It was snowing heavily, and the two went to a nearby restaurant together, went up to the second floor and sat down by the window, and asked the shopkeeper to warm up the wine and serve hot dishes. Zhang Mingyuan recounted his trip to Yanbo Temple three months ago.

"I didn't take it seriously that day when you implied something sinister and evil. I set off at noon and arrived in the evening. I didn't find anything wrong. But as the night approached and the wind picked up, the head of the yamen reprimanded his men for being cowardly. Until seeing the female ghost in white clothes hooking his neck, everyone was scared out of their wits and fled in all directions. When they escaped, they found that Mr. Li didn't keep up and didn't dare to go in. I sent someone to invite the monk from Hongfa Temple to go again in the middle of the night. Come on, guess what?"

After Zhang Mingyuan asked, he put a piece of roast meat into his mouth and waited for Zhong Ziyan's reaction.

"Head Li is dead?" Zhong Ziyan said uncertainly.

Zhang Mingyuan took a sip of wine, leaned his head closer, and said in a low voice: "The one who was strangled to death was naked and bruised, and his eyeballs fell to the ground."

Thinking about the scene, Zhong Ziyan felt uncomfortable. If he hadn't run away at that time, he would definitely be like that official. He asked again: "Then what happened later? Did the monk subdue the female ghost?"

"Hmph, the monk usually collects all the incense and money. When he was really sent to play, he peed his pants before seeing the female ghost. After seeing Li's death, he was frightened and stupid. We drove him out."

Zhang Mingyuan's contemptuous expression was undisguised, and he cursed the Hongfa Temple family as liars.

When a group of them went in in the middle of the night, they did not encounter the female ghost. They came out with the monk of Hongfa Temple, waited until dawn, and went to the backyard of the temple to open the cave. Just like what Zhong Ziyan saw, three female corpses were carried out. The appearance of that body is the appearance of the female ghost they saw last night.

Zhong Ziyan wondered why the female ghost didn't reappear, Zhang Mingyuan sighed, and said in a calm manner, "I thought we couldn't catch those villains, but I didn't expect that three days later, nine people died suddenly in the West City Casino, and we arrested the rest. Only then did I realize that the casino is a den of thieves, and there are thieves among them, heinous."

The case of missing persons was solved. The gang killed a total of 57 people and implicated more than [-] families. This is the largest massacre in Jiangbei in recent years.

"The female ghost is the daughter of Wang Yuanwai's family in the west of the city. Poor Wang Yuanwai has accumulated good deeds all his life. He didn't even keep his only daughter when he was old. When a heavy snow fell in winter, he couldn't hold on and died of illness. Before he died, he said to see When it came to his daughter, the neighbors didn't believe it, and my father organized the funeral, and I followed for several days."

Neither of them said anything, just kept drinking.Children of Confucianism, since elementary school, they are the axioms of heaven and earth, and righteousness.Those wicked people deserved to die, and the poor people who were tortured and humiliated by them couldn't come back to life after all.

When they went home at night, Zhong Ziyan fell asleep and Liang Yu didn't know what happened. He just thought that the young master was bothered, and getting drunk once in a while was not a bad thing.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhong Ziyan opened the ancient scroll presented by Xie An. In the past, he had only briefly read it a few times, but today Zhong Ziyan planned to study it seriously.

The full name of this ancient scroll is [Hu Feng·Tianxiang Xuanxing True Explanation]. Xie An said that it was a spell, but in fact it contains a lot of content, not the kind of spell that can be read in a few words. Many places in it are difficult to understand. With Xie An's comment, Zhong Ziyan can generally read it.

Since the full name of the ancient scroll is too long, Zhong Ziyan directly called it [Xuanxing True Explanation]. The content in it is roughly divided into four parts. It is a technique, and there are some warnings from Xie An in the last chapter.

According to Xie An's evaluation, the essence of the content of this ancient scroll ranks first among the cultivation classics he has seen in his life.

Zhong Ziyan read it carefully as a whole, and knew that the last three parts were not comprehensible now, so he focused on the first part of Qi training method, and tried to practice according to the above content.

For dozens of days in a row, Zhong Ziyan shut himself up and meditated hard, sometimes sitting cross-legged in meditation, sometimes walking on horseback, no matter how straight his head was and how relaxed his body was, he didn't gain anything.

Liang Yu often persuaded lightly that the celestial family's method must be extremely profound, so don't worry if you can't learn it for a while, but Zhong Ziyan knows that the problem may lie in his own body.

Zhong Ziyan is confident that he is not a fool. When he was young, he studied in school, and every time he took the school exam, he was always at the top of the list. Now he understands this method of practicing Qi, not because he doesn't understand the above content, but because he can't feel the so-called Qi, spirit, and consciousness in his body. , Could it be that he was born with a waste body and had no chance of avenues?

Just when he was feeling depressed, dozens of figures fell from the sky above the Sanli Bridge, the leader of which was Tao Fangyin.

Liang Yu was the first to see the snow while cleaning the snow, and hurriedly pulled Zhong Ziyan out of the door.

It is said that the agreed day has not arrived yet, why did it come early, the master and servant went up to meet him in doubt.

"Tao Immortal Master, it... seems like it's not the first month yet?" A gust of cold wind blew, Liang Yu coughed and asked.

Tao Fangyin was silent for a while, his face seemed ashamed, and the people behind him, old and young, all focused their eyes on Zhong Ziyan.

In the crowd, a woman with a barren nose and teeth walked forward, pointed at Zhong Ziyan and asked Tao Fangyin bitterly:

"This person seems to be in his 20s, and he has not entered the first level of Qi training, so he is worthy of the position of head?"

Zhong Ziyan didn't react for a while, and looked at Tao Fangyin in doubt, who is the head talking about?