Chapter 89: The body is an appearance that can be imagined or determined
"What two people alone?"
Zhuo Buyi didn¡¯t understand what Fang Jie was talking to himself. Fang Jie's sudden sentence before was extremely difficult to understand.
Fang Jie had a look of sudden realization on his face. He couldn't help but walk back and forth in the yard for a few steps. He still couldn't believe what he had guessed. When he was at the tea shop before, the man who brought him to Ouchi's guard office said that you were his disciple. If you revealed your identity when you entered the city, who would dare to make things difficult for you? Thinking of these words, Fang Jie's thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he couldn't help but sigh that his luck was so good that it was unbelievable.
The man in green shirt in Fan Gu has such a powerful background.
The more he thought about it, the more incredible it became.
By the end, Fang Jie couldn¡¯t help but laugh.
"crazy?"
Zhuo Buyi rolled his eyes at him and asked.
"Not crazy"
Fang Jie stopped laughing and said: "I just thought of some ridiculous things, and couldn't help but think that I am such an idiot, and I didn't really understand until now."
He asked Zhuo Buyi: "Is there a place where I can wash my face?"
Zhuo Buyi became more and more confused as to what the young man was thinking, and his words were a little garbled. He asked in surprise: "Wash your face? What are you doing to wash your face?"
Fang explained: "If nothing happens, it may not be long before I am summoned by His Majesty. Since I am meeting your Majesty, I have to wash up. It is disrespectful to go see Your Majesty in such a disgraceful manner."
Zhuo Buyi was stunned and couldn't help but look at Fang Jie intently and then suddenly realized: "I didn't expect you to know that person's identity yourself. You are really an idiot. What's even more unexpected is that the fat Taoist actually deceived the commander, and then even Your Majesty also liedyou are not his disciple."
Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "You can't take advantage of others' danger."
"This is not taking advantage of others."
Zhuo Buyi said: "I said before that you are a very determined person, so it is not easy for me to see through your heart. But everyone will be affected by emotions, whether they are sad or angry, or happy, and often At these times, the defense will be lowered You were a little carried away just now, so I can see what you are thinking."
Fang Jie couldn't help but shook his head and said: "I am indeed not that person's disciple, but sir, are you planning to expose me?"
Zhuo Buyi also shook his head and said: "I don't care about your life or death, I just can't bear to part with a good seedling that I finally found. If you die, your little waist will not be easy."
"I still have to thank you."
Fang Jie smiled and felt that the sky was much bluer than before.
"Don't be too proud."
Zhuo Buyi said seriously: "Your Majesty's temperament is not something that just anyone can figure out. If His Majesty doesn't kill you now, it doesn't mean he won't kill you in the future. Maybe if I call you and ask you to find out what's going on, you will still be killed." You dragged it out of Changchun Garden and dumped it for 168 yuan, so what you have to do now is not to be proud, but to think about how to continue telling lies."
"Damn Xiang Qingniu!"
Fang Jie cursed in a low voice: "You actually refused to tell me any news. If he had told me what he said to the commander first, why should I be so annoyed now about how to talk to him?"
At this moment, an imperial guard walked in quickly from outside. He first saluted Zhuo Buyi, then pointed at Fang Jie and said, "You, come with me."
"where to?"
"Changchun Garden"
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" Fuyun Tower is a relatively famous restaurant in Chang'an, the imperial capital. It is said to be a century-old restaurant. The business of the restaurant has always been good, and many dignitaries come here to gather here on weekdays. The owner of the restaurant is said to be from the Cui family, but ninety-nine percent of the time, he is trying to pull a big flag and pull the skin of a tiger.
Everyone will make their own background say that they are better. The named Wang will say that they are also born in the king's family of Jiangnan. Even if the surname is Li who has not left Chang'an City for a lifetime, he will often say that he has something to do with the Longyou Li family. There is nothing shameful about giving yourself a louder origin.
The sky has become completely dark, but the guests who come to Fuyun Tower for dinner are still immersed in the interlacing light of dendrobium. In the prosperous times, the business of restaurants was not bad after all, especially in the Sui Dynasty. Even ordinary people would occasionally go to restaurants for entertainment. What's more, the most indispensable thing in the imperial capital was the rich.
In the private room on the second floor of Fuyun Building, several people have been in for a long time. The table was filled with wine and food. When the waiter went in to refill the tea, he found that the four guests were basicallyNo food was served. The wine was drunk very quickly, and five jars of old wine were brought in before and after. This shows that the four guests' drinking capacity is really surprisingly good.
??Four men, the most eye-catching of them is a tower-like man who is more than two meters tall. The buttons of the long cloth shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the bronzed skin underneath. It looked like the muscles in his chest were as hard as rocks. Even when this person is sitting, he gives people a strong sense of oppression. The most shocking thing is the black unicorn tattoo on his chest.
His name is Qilin
This is not his name, but after being called for fifteen years, he has almost forgotten his original name.
He picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, then put it down with great strength.
With a bang, the wine bowl was completely embedded into the table.
¡°It¡¯s frustrating!¡±
He whispered two words, hissing, with a ferocious expression on his face.
"What a shame!"
Tie Nu, who was sitting opposite him, said with a gloomy face: "Fifteen years have passed. There is no need for us to take risks anymore. How easy is it to finally settle down and find a big tree like Yi Qi Guan to rely on? Da Sui can do that." There are not many safe places for us, and Yiqiguan is obviously the best place to go. How many people came out together back then, and how many are left now?¡±
Qilin glared at him and said, "Without Shen Qingshan, we wouldn't be alive today."
Tie Nu stood up suddenly and said angrily: "If there is no solution, we don't have to live these fifteen years like dogs in fear!"
Qilin was stunned and couldn't find the words to refute.
The eldest among them is the Iron Slave, who already has prestige, and in the past ten years, the relationship between them has been closer than that of brothers. Over the years, they have supported each other through life and death together, and faced many fatal crises. They have become an inseparable unit and can trust each other with their lives. But today, there were big differences between the four of them.
"I still feel that this is a bit unfair."
Qilin directly grabbed the wine jar, drank it in one gulp, wiped the wine on his chin and whispered, "Shen Qingshan saved my life."
"She saved you to protect herself!"
??Tie Slave stared at him and said.
"I don't care about this. I owe her my life and I have to pay it back."
Qilin stood up, glanced at the other three people and asked, "I'm going to find Shen Qingshan and Fang Jie now, which one of you is following me?"
Tie Slave didn¡¯t speak, and Ye Xiao didn¡¯t answer either.
After a moment of silence, Henggun stood up and walked to Qilin and said: "You and I Although there is no solution, we will not have suffered these fifteen years of suffering, but I really like that little guy. Let me tell you something. To be honest, after not seeing me for three and a half years, I really miss him. Before we separated in Dali City, that little guy liked to stick to me and listen to my gangster jokes. Didn¡¯t you all say that we were two perverts, one big and one little girl? People with the strength of Da Quan and Mu Xiaoyao can do it. There is no reason for me to lose to them. Qilin don't persuade me, everyone has their own ambitions, let's go."
Qilin hummed, took out a piece of silver from his pocket and placed it on the table.
"I'm here to buy this drink maybe there will never be another time in this life where we sit and drink together."
He turned around and walked out of the room. Heng Guan hugged Tie Slave and Ye Xiao and said, "Two brothers, I will keep your fifteen years of care in my heart. If we say goodbye today, we may never see each other again. This time we have to face each other. The danger is no less than what we faced before. Shen Qingshan broke into the military headquarters at night and killed more than a hundred people in one go. No matter how good-tempered the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty was, he couldn't bear it. There were so many masters in Chang'an City. As soon as I leave"
He smiled and did not continue.
"Take care of yourself!"
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After walking out of Fuyun Tower, Qilin, who was slightly shaking, stood on the street and asked Henggang: "Where can we find Fang Jie?"
Henggang thought for a while and said: "You go to the residence first to get our weapons. If you don't have anyone in your hands, your confidence will be weakened. There are too many rules in Chang'an City not to walk around with weapons at will, so you go back and get them." Be careful not to be discovered by the officers and soldiers patrolling the city. Since Fang Jie is closely related to the singing and dancing company called Hong Xiuzhao, I will go there first to ask whether they know the news about Fang Jie or not. We will do it in an hour. Meet in front of Hongxiu Zhaomen, find a place to rest for a while, and leave the city at dawn. "
"good!"
Qilin patted his face to cheer up, looked at the horizontal stick and said, "You should be more careful."
"Are you still worried that I will be swallowed by those little ladies?"
Henggun smiled and turned aroundWalk.
"Horizontal stick!"
Qilin stopped him again from behind. Henggun turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You seem to be a few years older than me. How about we become sworn brothers and I call you eldest brother from now on?"
Qilin touched his bald head. This man as strong and tall as a mountain was actually a little shy.
"OK!"
Henggun nodded and said, "When we get out of the city and find Fang Jie, we'll take him in as our mistress."
Qilin laughed loudly, nodded vigorously, then turned around and strode away. Henggun watched Qilin's majestic back gradually disappear. He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "This stupid guy it's not bad to be brothers!"
He looked at the street where there were no more pedestrians, identified the direction of the red sleeve move and walked quickly over. Fuyun Tower is not close to Hong Xiuzhao. Even if we walk faster, it will take at least half an hour. After arriving in Chang'an in the past few days, the four of them have been hanging out a lot. The biggest pleasure is to find restaurants next to each other to eat at.
After fifteen years of living in the open air, I am finally stable.
But it seems stable and too short.
The horizontal stick turned around a small alley, and after looking around to see if there was no one around, he picked up his inner energy and rushed forward. He only walked on remote paths along the way so that he could perform Qinggong. It would not take long for patrol officers and soldiers to pass by on the street. If he was seen, he would inevitably be in trouble.
Just when he turned into a deep alley, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look behind him.
I don¡¯t know when, a white shadow appeared behind him.
In such a quiet and deep night, the sudden appearance of the white shadow is as ghost-like as a ghost, which makes people feel chilly. This man's movement skills are obviously very good, and he doesn't know how long he has been following the horizontal stick. He was like a piece of clothing being blown by the wind, fluttering forward without seeing how to use the force.
"who!"
Henggang asked in a low voice.
The man seemed a little surprised to be noticed by the horizontal stick, and after a pause, he slowly walked over here. Under the cold moonlight, the white clothes were fluttering, looking like a ghost floating forward without legs or feet. When he got closer to Henggang, he saw clearly that it was a handsome young man with a graceful manner and flawless appearance.
¡°Why are you following me?!¡±
Henggang asked coldly.
"Who are you¡¡"
The man hesitated and asked, "That man who is good at using iron rods?"
Hearing these words, Henggang's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the young master and tried to identify who he was, but there was no memory of him at all.
"Are you"
He originally wanted to ask if you are the people who have been chasing us, but before he could ask, the young man in white had already spoken: "I wanted to follow you to find Fang Jie's location, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated your vigilance. Also. No wonder, fifteen years is enough time for a person to stay alert. ¡±
"You have good cultivation, but it's a pity that your weapons are not with you."
He said.
Henggun snorted coldly and secretly concentrated all his strength on his right hand. He looked at the young man in white and said: "It doesn't matter if the stick is there or not, the presence of the stick is enough!"
After saying this, he suddenly retreated backwards, raised his right hand in mid-air, put his four fingers together, and pointed his index finger toward the sky.
"The stick is here!"
With a loud shout, the index finger slammed down.
The temperature in the night sky suddenly changed, and everything within tens of meters around became hot. In an instant, the index finger seemed to turn into an invisible giant iron rod more than ten meters long, and it smashed down like a mountain. When the invisible giant stick fell, there was a crackling sound in the air.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and smoke and dust filled the alley as if blown up by a strong wind.
With one finger turned into a stick, a deep trench with a width of one meter was created on the road of this alley. The hard bluestone fragments shattered into pieces and were shaken into powder by the force of the stick. The dust and smoke billowed out in all directions, causing the small trees on the roadside to break. The courtyard walls of several nearby houses were immediately covered with spider web-like cracks!
There is no doubt that this is the strongest stick that Henggun has ever used in his life.
"It's not bad. A casual cultivator can achieve such an achievement on his own. It's very good. The magic pestle method is almost the same, but it is more powerful than your stick method, because since it is to destroy demons, naturally you can't have mercy. . When demons roam the world and cause trouble to the common people, the Buddha will also look down upon him with anger."
Just when Henggun was staring at the dense smoke and on guard, cold words floated out from the smoke. A gust of wind swept by, and the dust and smoke dispersed.When he looked again, Henggang's expression suddenly changed.
That stick intention, when it reached three feet in front of the white-clothed young man, it was difficult to move forward! The one-meter-wide deep trench ended abruptly three feet before the man's body.
Such a domineering and fierce stick failed to get close to the young man in white!
"The Buddha said that the human body is just an appearance, which can be determined or illusory. You can be considered to have some understanding by turning your fingers into a stick, and you have actually understood some of the Buddha's ideas that can be determined or illusory. But since it is an illusion, why bother to stick to the stick? kind?"
He stretched out his finger and clicked it, and with a pop, a narrow wound suddenly appeared on the right chest of the horizontal stick, penetrating from front to back, and the blood mist exploded.
"Can be transformed into a sword"
The young man in white said softly: "It can also be turned into a hammer."
He pressed it again, and with a bang, the body of the horizontal stick felt as if it was hit by a heavy hammer on the heart. It flew backwards more than ten meters away and hit the wall of a house hard. It was broken without knowing it. How many ribs.
"It can also be turned into an axe"
He pointed again, like a sharp ax falling from the sky, and neatly removed half of the shoulder of the horizontal stick!
The young man in white walked forward slowly and said as he walked: "This is an illusion. There are all kinds of transformations and wonderful ways. But fingers are just fingers. They can be transformed into thousands of illusions but the appearance of the fingers remains unchanged. This is concentration."
"I like to use my fingers with concentration. The original intention is the original intention. The most authentic and simple is what I pursue as a Buddhist disciple."
He pressed his fingers down, and the horizontal stick, which was struggling to stand up, couldn't help but grunted. His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving. On his forehead, a smooth and round hole appeared, with white brain matter and red The blood mixed together and gurgled out from the small hole.
"King Ming is merciful and will bless you in your afterlife."
The wonderful monk Chenya, who is fluttering in white clothes and looks like a lotus flower emerging from the world, chants sutras in a low voice, with a solemn appearance.