Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

One head after another was stacked on top of each other. The boss said, don't play with your dead heads, that's what he was talking about.

These heads, like books, were placed on the bookshelves.

In the small broken Taoist temple that is not connected to the Internet, without water and electricity, when it is opened, it is another scene.

There are two "people" here.

It cannot be said that there are two "persons".

It seems that when they were decorating, the oil workers mixed the paint into the tube of latex paint.

A very strange viscous feeling.

Modulated "human form".

Behind them is a vast and boundless "plain".

It's just that the depths of the "plain" are all black and strange colors.

The ground is also full of rough sand.

Like on the Gobi Desert, there seems to be a stone mountain in the distance, but it can't be seen clearly.

Like a clumsy sticker, Teacher Xun walked in from the door, as if seeing these people for the first time, he smiled and said: "It really doesn't look like the Son of Man.

But it's all filth. "

Before these sticky monsters had time to move, Teacher Xun had already moved!
Raise the knife, chop and kill!

Thoughts are like waves.

Just two watchdogs!

Teacher Xun casually chopped off the two monsters and walked into the wilderness in the Taoist temple. What he cared about was not the wilderness here.

His ambitions are greater.

The real horror is still inside!

"Most people have gone to Shishan. It's just a bait for Xiaolin and you. This is an obvious way to divert the tiger away from the mountain. It's a pity that you don't dare to bet. You should have ready."

Teacher Xun muttered to himself.

He walked into this wilderness.

It smelled very familiar.

It's a stale smell.

This should be a place similar to "Ancient Tomb".

But in fact, Teacher Xun is very clear.

Here is the showroom.

Also a hospital.

"Not too long ago, I was drinking tea with other people.

In fact, for me, being a 'historian' is not a bad thing.

It is a great thing for me to meet many historical figures, but it is a pity that you do not allow this.

So when I was searching, I searched in a targeted manner. I don't believe that you have left no traces in history.

a little. "

He walked slowly in the wilderness, every footprint under his feet was clearly printed on the ground.

His intention, like radiation, radiated to the ground.

Under every step, there is a lot of brilliance hidden in it.

Hook together.

He said: "Not long ago, I was in BJ City, drinking with someone. I drank and the other party drank tea."

Still no one speaks here.

Teacher Xun said indifferently, "It's an old monk.

The location is at Qingshou Temple.

What I saw was that crazy monk.

Daoyan monk Yao Guangxiao.

He was wearing a black robe. At that time, he was already the leader of Zen Buddhism in the world.

He told me that in his whole life, he had only one thought, and that was to rebel.

After King Yan added Bai, he was so full of ambition that he felt that he had nothing to do.

Until later, when he was reading Buddhist scriptures and biographies, he found your existence. "

The surroundings began to gradually darken.

It was as if someone had covered the sky.

Teacher Xun kept walking towards the stone mountain like a map, but "the mountain is not just me", and "I go to the mountain" is not enough.

Teacher Xun seemed to be unaware.

He still walked forward with his head down, and he said: "You people have not lived a happy life in history, especially after the Song Dynasty, it became a system of three religions and nine streams, which completely suppressed your body. You found that, As the scene becomes more and more systematic, and as the world changes, you become more and more vulnerable. Except for historians, no one can ignore the general trend between heaven and earth.

Nobody can. "

He showed a slight smile: "Especially in the Ming Dynasty, there was no threat from the 36 villages in the Ming Dynasty, and the earlier 'nature' was all sealed.

Monks and Taoists are all idle.

There are also famous Confucianists, and they are not aware of some problems. "

Having said that, Teacher Xun grinned, closed his eyes, and walked towards the front.

"Monk Daoyan Yao Guangxiao, he said that he killed a person and took your people as spoils of war. Although he was taken back by you later, he was killed if he was killed. Monk Daoyan's status at that time was that of a Buddhist practitioner. In order to be angry with the dragon and the tiger, even you can't be the enemy of fortune.

And he also told me that since then, he wanted to find traces of you, but he couldn't find them for a long time.

When I saw him, he suffered from a serious illness, but he didn't care about it, he didn't want to use any method to prolong his life.

He said that although he did not catch you again for the rest of his life, he found a lot of historical remnants.

Those people are encouraged by you, mastered by you, and played by you.

At that time, he was very interested in these things, and the more he investigated them, the more interested he became, so when he saw me, he enthusiastically took me to the monastery for tea.

At the end.

He went out to the garden with me, and without saying a word, he poured the tea in his cup into the garden.

gave me an answer. "

Teacher Xun closed his eyes.

He seemed to be wandering aimlessly.

But he is indeed constantly approaching Stone Mountain.

This mountain, which looks like a map, is finally approaching Teacher Xun.

Teacher Xun is still eloquent.

It looks like reminiscing with these old friends.

I didn't come here at all, it was like fighting these people to the death.

"Monk Daoyan Yao Guangxiao's meaning is obvious. When he was investigating, he found that you were hiding in this huge world, hiding in the city.

In your words, it is as light as dust.

If the inside and the outside are integrated, then naturally there will be no traces of you.

But for me, I think of the scenes I know, and I think that the place where you can build your nest is not without trace.

Because there are not many choices.

Either hiding in history, or hiding in the underworld.

In these two places, there is no third possibility.

The underworld has been unhooked for many years, and if you leave your lairs in the underworld, it is indeed difficult to find them.

But it's also hard for you to show up again.

I think you are also aware of this point.

On the contrary, in history, the possibility of your existence is relatively high.

At this time, I suddenly thought, since Yao Guangxiao can find you, there are not a few people who can actually find you in the Ming Dynasty.

With this kind of thinking, I came to the time when Emperor Zhengde was in power. In this era, I came to Guizhou.

There, I witnessed a feast.

A feast of enlightenment.

I came to a place where the Ming emperor used to exile prisoners.

There is a man here, his father is Wang Wen, a senior official of the six departments in the capital, and he was once the number one scholar in high school.

But the champion, there are many in history, you don't know that Wang Wen is also normal.

It sounds like a very common name after all, but he has an uncommon son. "

"Wang Shouren."

This time, a voice finally came out, like thunder.

This time, the people in the stone mountain were no longer silent, and opened their mouths to say the name of that person.

This time, they felt the shock and the real threat.

"Yes, yes, you are right, it is Wang Shouren, Wang Yangming.

I met a feast there, and the day I arrived at Longchang, thunder fell from the sky, and there were flash floods in the mountains, like dragons singing.

Wuyue, a native of Longchang, trembled, thinking that the sky was angry that day.

You should have also felt this situation. You felt that someone would threaten you, so you did it.

In that 'poor mountain', 'dreary wind and rain' place, in the season of flash floods, you want to cause an 'accident'.

Then you fail.

Therefore, I met Wang Shouren and Wang Yangming, the masters of mind learning.

I was there and heard Wang Yangming preaching for the first time after enlightenment.

So you should actually know.

Whether you are in the underworld or you are in history, I can find you.

"It's easy to break a thief in the mountain, but hard to break a thief in the heart." That sermon was also the time when my "intent" was the most exciting.

At that time, Mr. Yangming was the person who was closest to the scene of "holding the constitution in his mouth" and "reaching the sky with one thought", but he gave up.

You shouldn't be here.

When you showed up, it meant that all of you in Guizhou were discovered by Mr. Yangming. "

Speaking of this, Teacher Xun had already come to the bottom of the stone mountain and said: "But what happened between you is not important to me.

The important thing is, I am here, you are in my heart, I think I can see you when I open my eyes, then I will definitely see you when I open my eyes. "

After finishing speaking, Teacher Xun opened his eyes.

Sure enough, that stone mountain was not far from him.

His feet have already set foot on the territory of Shishan, and he will not slip away again.

Under his feet, the ground he just walked on was all emitting golden light.

Same here.

A pair of feet landed on it, imprisoning the world.

The existence in the stone mountain was speechless.

"You think you can kill us like this?"

The people in the rocky mountain finally spoke a complete sentence.

Teacher Xun refused to answer.

"So it's in the history, it's hidden very deep, so where are you?"

Teacher Xun raised the knife in front of him and said, "But these are not important anymore."

He said: "When the man got angry, the blood spattered five steps. Today I am just a man."

The entire stone mountain is full of caves, and there are people lying in these caves.

"I'm just here to exchange three with you. It's really not good, and it's not unacceptable to exchange one."

While speaking, his knife slashed fiercely. On this knife, the aura of having killed a powerful enemy once permeated it all!

No escape, one-on-one deathmatch.