Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 41
At night, ghosts appeared, and a ghostly shadow floated in Zhu Jiuzhen's house, making a mournful cry, which frightened the two young servants to the point of wrecking and crawling away in fear. The ghost kept crying out: "Sister Zhu Sister, I am so miserable."

Zhu Jiuzhen was so frightened that he screamed and backed away, causing the people in front of Wu Lie's gate to chase after him again. The ghost shadows floated faintly, screaming and wailing all the time: "Sister Zhen, pay homage to me at the place where I fell off the cliff. , otherwise I will keep pestering you, Jie Jie Jie."

When everyone came, Wei Bi came over immediately, caring for Zhu Jiuzhen with a face full of comfort and concern. Zhu Jiuzhen held his head pitifully and muttered in his mouth: "I want to pay homage to Wuji at the place where I fell off the cliff. Avoid admitting mistakes, woo woo woo."

"Okay, tomorrow I will send a few servants to pay homage to Uncle and Zhang Wuji with you. I hope that Uncle's spirit in heaven can bless you, and I also hope that Zhang Wuji's wronged soul will not be entangled with you." Wei Bi gently patted Zhu Jiuzhen's back, letting him clam down.

In the early morning of the next day, the two factions went separately. Wei Bi led a group of servants down the mountain road to invite the doctor and Yao Qinghe, while Zhu Jiuzhen took two servants and a maid, carrying a basket on his back and carrying candles and incense. , Going to the east, it seems to go to pay homage to the grave.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Wu Xian simply no longer cares about Wei Bi and the others. According to the previous dose of the drug, Wu Xian also estimated that Wu Lie would wake up in about five or six days, but even if he woke up, his hands and feet were weak and exhausted. Nothing to be afraid of.

Because Zhu Jiuzhen has been frightened in recent days, and he eats and sleeps less, so his body is weak and weak, so the journey of the few people is very slow. It was not until noon that the few people came to the place where they fell off the cliff. It was a high cliff with strong winds As it whizzed past, the sky sprinkled a little bit of snow, which disappeared without a trace before falling to the ground.

Zhu Jiuzhen paid homage to Zhang Wuji devoutly. Zhu Jiuzhen folded his hands and knelt on the ground. He was dressed in a light blue robe and wrapped in a pure white mink fur. Xian didn't have sympathy and pity, but just looked on coldly and indifferently.

An hour later, the people left the mountain and returned. After seeing the figures of the people going away, Wu Xian walked over lightly, and lowered his head to look down at the cliff. It is smooth and smooth, and you can only see the yellow-gray rock wall at a glance. There are few trees and grass growing, and the depth is as deep as a black abyss.

After a while of sluggishness, a sudden gust of wind blew by, and the big trees on the mountain rustled. Wu Xian only felt that the wind was like a blade, scraping his face so painfully.Wu Xian suddenly hesitated: If he went down the rope, the strong wind would blow continuously, and he wondered if the rope could withstand the friction of the sharp-edged rock flakes, if not, he would fall into the abyss with no bones left. live.

He raised his head and looked into the distance again, knowing that Zhang Wuji had fallen off the cliff, and had most likely entered the cave, into the blessed land of the cave mountain, Wu Xian felt much less guilty towards Zhang Wuji. The Nine Suns Manual is one of the best in the world of Jin Yong.

Standing on the top of the cliff for half the night, Wu Xian just woke up from his stupor. This cliff must go down. He has spent so much time and energy, how could he give up at the last trembling.With a firm face and firm eyes, Wu Xian gritted his teeth and made up his mind. After thorough preparations, he went down the mountain to hunt for treasure.

For two consecutive days, Wu Xian did not go around Wujiazhuang, but kept preparing tools in nearby villages and towns. Wu Xian wanted to find other intersections to enter Dongtianfudi, but he deeply remembered the description in the original book, "The green valley is surrounded by high mountains. , and there are snow peaks on all sides entering the clouds, steep and steep, and it is absolutely impossible to climb in and out." So I gave up that idea and could only continue to prepare for the descent.

In the early morning of this day, Wu Xian stared blankly at the faint rising sun in the sky, practiced boxing and stick a few times, exhaled heavily, Wu Xian's eyes flashed, and he knew that there was no other way but to go down the cliff , let there be a chance.

After breakfast, Wu Xian rented a carriage and drove around nearby towns, bought all the long ropes, and then worked in a small courtyard. Wu Xian paid special attention to the places where the rocks rubbed against each other. He carefully connected several lengths of long ropes. After the ropes were entangled together, they were as thick as three fingers of his own. Wu Xian wrapped the ends of the ropes with bark. , it is more wear-resistant and durable, hold the two ends with both hands and pull, it is really difficult to break.

Wu Xian also prepares a hook tied around his waist, a dagger hidden in his ankles, and on his back is a hundred-refined vajra umbrella made of a lot of money. The hundred-steel umbrella is made of fine iron, and the whole body is made of iron sheet. A sharp weapon, when falling from a high place, you can use the power of an umbrella, just like a parachute, but Wu Xian doesn't know if the abyss is feasible, but Wu Xian has tried to fall from a height of tens of feet, and it can land steadily without an inch of injury. by.

Staying overnight in the village at night, the two old people were hospitable and hospitable, and even slaughtered chickens and ducks to entertain Wu Xian. When he left at Mao the next day, Wu Xian put a few taels of silver under his pillow, and carried a package like a small hill on his back. , all the way fast, line for about half a day, reached the top of the mountain.

On the first day after going up the mountain, it was already almost noon, Wu Xian was afraid that there would not be enough time, and that if he was in the middle of the cliff when it was dark, he would not be able to go up or down, and neither of them would be seen, so he did not go down the cliff immediately, but Waiting patiently for the next day.

At night, a bonfire rose in Wu Xian's cave. Wu Xian carefully wiped the white steel umbrella with a coarse cloth in his hand. His affectionate eyes were like small flames, and he seemed to be looking at his dearest lover. His hands were caressing After wiping, Wu Xian muttered alone: ​​"Bao Umbrella, Bao Umbrella, I have worked hard for two or three years for you, don't let me down."

The night on the top of the mountain in winter is extraordinarily quiet and peaceful. The bright moon is very close to people. Looking sideways at the full moon directly above the head, it seems as if you can hold the bright moon with your hand. When I was a human being, many thoughts flooded my mind.

The whistling wind was blowing in my ears, and in the lonely night, only endless snow-capped mountains appeared in front of me. Wu Xian was leaning on a large boulder, covered with a layer of weeds and a layer of sackcloth, illuminated by the light yellow fire. On Wu Xian's immature and resolute face, which was already full of vicissitudes, Wu Xian closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

The soldiers are ready, and when the dawn breaks, the rooster crows, and the twilight shines on the ground, they will go down the deep cliff to find the treasure.

(End of this chapter)