Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 96
In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly, and self-declared that he was willing to meet!I do not know Zhou also.Suddenly feel, then Ququ Ran Zhou also.I don't know that Zhou's dream is Butterfly You, and Butterfly's Dream is Zhou You?Zhou and Butterfly, there must be a difference.This is called materialization. -- "Zhuangzi. On the Equalization of Things"

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes? It's just a joke." Zhuang Zhou smiled, turned around, and put his hands behind his back. People walked and shuttled in the path, stopped in front of a courtyard wall, and jumped up and squatted on the top of the wall.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, Murong Qiumin took the lead over the courtyard wall and continued to follow Zhuang Zhou forward.

"Which part is your joke? Zhuang Zhou? Zhuang Zi? He died 2000 years ago." Murong Qiumin kept walking, but his eyes were fixed on Zhuang Zhou's back. Apart from the modesty in his gestures, it was obvious It's just a thin boy who is not fully developed and half a head shorter than himself.

"I am Zhuangzi, and I am also a soul that has lived for a long, long time." Zhuang Zhou kept walking, leading the crowd into the forest, from time to time to see the plants, insects, fish, and a small butterfly flying by.He suddenly sighed, his tone full of confusion, "Life is like a traveller. Do you remember the story of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Qiumin reacted very quickly, and immediately picked up the story, "So, the real Zhuang Zhou is still under the great formation, falling into a deep sleep, are you the butterfly he turned into in his dream? After the destruction, Zhuang Zhou's body was still under the great formation, but his soul was reborn through Meng Die?"

"Butterfly essence?" Zhang Zhouporridge blurted out, and He Chunxia reached out and poked the back of his head, "Use your brain, this is clearly a person, and it looks a little weird."

"Ah? So this is a boy who was taken away by the butterfly essence?"

Everyone frowned and thought about it, feeling that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. Zhuang Zhou neither looked back nor stopped, and sighed again.

"It will take thousands of years for a butterfly to cultivate into an essence. This creature is beautiful and fragile. It will die if the wind and rain are a little bigger. How can it survive the years and become a monster."

Zhuang Zhou seemed to remember something, thoughtfully, "Unless, in a place where there is no wind, no rain and no natural enemies, you can let it fly all the time." But he stopped talking, stopped, raised his head, and looked towards Sky.

The group wanted to follow his gaze, but found that they had already reached a courtyard, and the plaque in front of them was engraved with three vigorous and powerful characters of Ming Dao Pavilion.

There is a four-story tower in the courtyard, which seems to be a forbidden place for Jingle Palace to store Taoist classics.

The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is an important place of Taoism and is guarded by special personnel. When the two Taoist priests in the courtyard heard voices coming out, Zhuang Zhou just snapped his fingers lightly. The two Taoist priests turned their heads and went back to the courtyard to continue their martial arts training.

Zhang Zhouporg smacked his tongue, "I'm starting to get scared."

Murong Qiumin gave Ye Shu a wink, Ye Shu nodded, stepped forward, stopped everyone's footsteps, and spoke to Zhuang Zhou who was already in the hospital.

"Sir, let's make it clear. This Mingdao Pavilion is the place where the Taoist sect collects scriptures. It is too unethical to enter this way without permission. Besides, it is still unknown whether the gentleman is a human being or a monster, an enemy or a friend."

Zhuang Zhou turned his head and shook his head, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't talk nonsense. This great formation is not me, but someone else. The Chu people have three ancestors, Zhuanxu, the grandson of the Yellow Emperor; Chongli, the grandson of Zhuanxu. , Huozheng Zhurong; Vend Xiong, one of the ancestors of Taoism. Therefore, the people of Chu consider themselves to be the sons of the god of fire, descendants of the Zhurong tribe, believe in witches and ghosts, and make heavy sacrifices. In the long history, it is a common thing to change dynasties. At the time of the ancestors, only the small tribes that believed in Zhu Rong remained in the Chu people’s lineage, scattered in the mountains and fields, ghosts and ghosts, and they were called You people by the people of Chu.”

"The people of the You clan are like demons. They are born with the ability to communicate with the heavens and the earth and the spiritual energy into the body. They are innate masters of the inner family, so they are fierce and good at fighting. Finally, there is one person who takes over the title of Zhu Rong and unifies the You clan, and follows the ancestors of the Yu Dynasty. He has made great contributions. However, after the ancestors of Yu Chao ascended the throne, he always felt uneasy in his heart. He was always afraid of being robbed by people who rebelled. So he went to Daolu Division to find the celestial master at that time and made a divination, and got eight word."

"Although there are three households in Chu, Qin must be killed by Chu."

"So the ancestors of the Yu Dynasty ordered that as long as the people and books related to the You Clan were to be killed and burned, they were concentrated in the Danyang City at that time, and the floods were released to flood the entire city. The various tribes intermarryed and merged with each other. The blood of the You clan has spread to all parts of the country. They can't kill all the people in the country. They had to overhaul the civil engineering in Chu, and set up a great formation to quell the luck of the people in Chu, so that no one in Chu will come to the world again. In order to ensure peace for the rest of the world."

"These histories have been tampered with by later generations, and it is difficult to see the truth. But Dao Fang knows that the collapse of the great formation is a harbinger of the country's subjugation. So he exhausted his efforts and emptied the treasure house of Wudang before filling the great formation, while leaving The three sacred relics passed down from Zhuanxu, Chongli, and Vendxiong are treasured."

"The mountain-patterned bronze mirror was passed on to Dao Yiming, the Haiyunzhu lantern was passed on to Yue Jinsong, and the phoenix jade conjugation was passed on to Zhu Gui, but the words were not finished. The three of them thought that the three treasures recorded the secret method of ascending immortals. , it has evolved into the infighting of the three factions in Wudang today."

Zhuang Zhou sighed and ended the long series of words he just said, "Actually, these three treasures are the keys to reopen this great formation, and are distributed among three people for safekeeping. I don't want the three treasures to belong to one person and destroy them. Go to the great formation and make Yu Dynasty destroy the country."

Everyone was silent, and the repeated appearance of good luck making people was very embarrassing.

"I have a question." Zhang Zhouzhu raised his hand, "Why didn't Daofang know to throw these three things into the water?"

Zhuang Zhou was asked, he hesitated for a while before opening his mouth, "These are three ancient treasures that are invaluable, why should they be thrown into the water."

"In this way, this great formation will never be opened again." Zhang Zhouzhu grinned, feeling very wise.

Everyone was too lazy to pay attention to his whimsy, rolled their eyes, and started talking.

"For the sake of eight words, blockade a place with a lot of luck." Ye Shu shook his head, "Now there is a fire in Huai'an, the Nanjing Uprising, and the wars are repeated, will it be possible?"

You know, 13 years ago, Tianxin Island had not yet sunk, everyone's fate was doomed and could be easily calculated, maybe those eight words
The older Hu Xianyue and Murong Qiumin both recalled the past, the years when they were locked up by fate, and had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Li Siyi pouted, "So you don't want to stop the infighting in Wudang, and the three treasures are together before you find us. You don't want us to let the three factions reconcile. It's really annoying."

"No." Zhuang Zhou shook his head.

"You have to make the three factions reconcile, and by the way, let me own the three treasures, and help me break this great formation."

Everyone was shocked by Zhuang Zhou's words, and Murong Qiumin was the first to respond.

"You want to destroy the great formation and restore Chu's luck, so that you can create a hero of the world and destroy Yu Dynasty?"

Zhuang Zhou nodded.

Without saying a word, Mo Qingshan leaped into the courtyard and stood beside Zhuang Zhou.

"What are you thinking? You are going to bring chaos to the world and ruin the lives of the people!" Ye Shu subconsciously wanted to touch the long sword around his waist, but Zhuang Zhou smiled lightly when he saw it.

"Now, isn't the world in chaos, and the lives of the people are ruined? Since the death of Zhan Weihao, the balance has been broken, and the prosperity will inevitably decline. Yu Chao's luck will be exhausted. Fighting openly and secretly with Yu Gufeng, fighting every year, the people are miserable, it is better to change the dynasty early, end everything early, and start again."

"Why do you think Dayu Dynasty will not continue to prosper." Ye Shu spoke again, but he was no longer as loud as before.

"Yu Chao's luck was wiped out more than ten years ago." Zhuang Zhou suddenly looked at He Chunxia, ​​"Don't forget, the good weather in the past ten years was saved by Li Qinglan who went against the sky. He took the ghost horn to Tianxin Island and cut off the shackles of fate. Since everything is no longer predestined by the sky, then, if this great formation is broken or not broken, the Yu Dynasty will also perish, this is the trend."

He Chunxia stared at his face, she could hear every word he said clearly, but in her eyes, Zhuang Zhou's lips moved slightly, clearly saying something else, and she could tell in an instant. Those three words.

Ghost corner.

Help me break through the formation, I'll give you ghost horns.

He Chunxia was like being slapped in the head, dumbfounded in the same place. At this moment, she suddenly had endless emotions in her heart.

Sea king ginseng, ice lotus, cloud spirit wood, the elder brother told himself that there was a fox demon in the painting boat, that is, the fox demon tail, Youzu, Youguijiao, the seven main medicines in Bulao Dan, and the five flavors have already appeared, only the Jiaolongbeard is missing. and Tianxinhua.

"We will go to sea, we will hunt gods."

Liu Lingguan's words seemed to be ringing in He Chunxia's ears again, as if there was a big hand in the dark, driving him to set foot on Tianxin Island and the road that Li Qinglan had traveled.

He Chunxia silently entered the hospital door and stood beside Zhuang Zhou.

Zhang Zhouzhu immediately followed, turning his head away from Ye Shu.

Li Siyi hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and retracted her legs, and stood obediently behind Hu Xianyue, Hu Xianyue shook her head, "Pure inaction is the best way to govern a country, relying on formations to forcibly suppress the luck of the land. Sword Master Ye, Sect Master Murong, I'm sorry I was born in Chu, and I have the blood of Chu people on my body."

Hu Xianyue led Li Siyi to the entrance together. Now, on the other side of the courtyard gate, there are only Ye Shu and Murong Qiumin left.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances. Ye Shu nodded helplessly. Even though Murong Qiumin had so many doubts in his heart, he had to walk with him into the hospital door and follow Zhuang Zhou into the Mingdao Pavilion.

Murong Qiumin stared at Zhuang Zhou's back, with more doubts than before.

Chuang Tzu, why did he live for 2000 years, until now?
Is this person's identity true or false?

In the middle of 2000, there was no trace of him in history, so why did he intervene in the world at this moment?
In doubt, I saw Mo Qingshan who was chatting and laughing with others.

How could this girl be chased and killed by the new Wushan Sword Master Gu Twelve Books?
At this moment, Murong Qiumin looked at Zhang Zhouporg and the others who were giggling with joy. These juniors didn't realize how deep a vortex they were drawn into.They haven't reached the age where they need to look to the future and make calculations while walking, but they are just heading forward on the road with their heads down, and they are happy to have someone to accompany them.

She could only sigh, this is the trouble of being a smart person, let's take a step by step.

When everyone entered the Mingdao Pavilion, Zhuang Zhou familiarly unlocked several hidden organs and led everyone into the dark layer.

A small room with several stone bookshelves, full of books.

The books on various stone shelves are covered with layers of thick ash.

Li Siyi saw several characters that she couldn't distinguish at all, and went to touch the book on the bottom row. As soon as her hand touched it and picked it up, a musty smell entered her nose. She sneezed several times, took it away, slowed down and looked at it again. , the scroll in her hand was only half rotten, and she was so frightened that she quickly let go and let the scroll fall to the ground.

"These are all my past." Zhuang Zhou smiled, not annoyed, picked up the rotten books on the floor, and threw them into the wastebasket in the corner, "What I have experienced is 2000 years of life."

"Are you really Zhuang Zhou?" Murong Qiumin looked to another corner, a pile of tattered bamboo slips, the paper appeared in the Western Han Dynasty, this pile of bamboo slips is an ancient relic over a thousand years old, "2000 years, how can you survive 2000?"

"Do you still remember the story of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly?" Zhuang Zhou smiled, "One day, I dreamed that I broke out of a cocoon and became a butterfly demon, roaming in a fairyland without the triviality of being born a human being. It’s just that I’ve been flying all the time, and I’m so happy.”

"Butterfly essence!" Zhang Zhouporridge exclaimed.

"Haha, no." Zhuang Zhou seemed to remember something good, and shook his head with a smile, "It took me a long time to realize that everything in the world has a soul, and that butterfly demon broke out of its cocoon and was born again. At that moment, a very Interesting coincidence, the new soul of the butterfly demon actually exchanged with me, I became a butterfly, and that butterfly became Zhuang Zhou."

"I have an obsession. After I die, my soul can't soar into the sky, become a star, or drift away. It's just blown back to the world by the wind again and again." Zhuang Zhou sighed, "From then on, I started After reincarnation again and again, I grew up from a new baby little by little, little by little I remembered the freedom when I exchanged souls with the butterfly demon, I remembered the past, accumulated more and more memories, and re-experienced it belonged to me. new life.”

Zhuang Zhou's next sentence was extremely sad.

"From birth to death, 2000 years, I was trapped in this world."

He pointed to the scroll in this large room with a wry smile, and said again, "My memory will go wrong and I will forget a lot of things, so I will always come back here and record the important things I have experienced."

"Every lifetime, your soul will become stronger, so you can dream with your voice!" Murong Qiumin suddenly realized, "You can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you can exchange souls with demons, it is because you have the blood of the You clan, you You are from the You Clan! So, you said that you were trapped under this great formation!"

"Wait a minute, Zhuangzi was obviously born in Song." Zhang Zhouzhu scratched his head in confusion.

"The surname Zhuang was only from the Zhuang clan of the Chu State during the Warring States Period. He is a descendant of King Zhuang of Chu." Ye Shu sighed, and already understood the ins and outs. He was not as happy as Murong Qiumin, but silently found the latest news Book volume, quickly flipping through a few pages.

Zhuang Zhou's eyes swept over him, he smiled and said, "Bring everyone here is to explain everything clearly and honestly. Since everyone knows me well, then we have to leave quickly and rush to Wudang Mountain. , Don't stay here for long."

After saying that, he gave Mo Qingshan a meaningful look.

After discussion, the troops were divided into two groups, Ye Shu and Murong Qiumin went to Jingle Palace to take away everyone's horses and luggage. Even if the ancient twelve books set up an ambush, the two of them's skills and experience in the rivers and lakes were enough to deal with it.

Zhuang Zhou and Hu Xianyue took the juniors to Wudang on the mountain road.

Murong Qiumin was so smart, she parted ways with the others, and walked for a while, and she was no longer likely to be heard before she spoke to Ye Shu.

"Brother Ye, do you think this is strange?"

"Yeah." Ye Shu nodded, "Zhuang Zhou doesn't lie, but he must not tell all the truth, he is hiding something."

"All of this clearly makes sense. The 2000 years that Zhuang Zhou has experienced, his actions, and his motives are all clear." Murong Qiumin rolled his eyes, and she knew Ye Shu's temperament best. Know what?"

Immediately in Ye Shu's mind, what He Xiaoyun once told him and what the fox fairy said were secrets about the life experiences of He Chunxia and Li Siyi.

He shook his head and sighed.

"It's just some speculation. Looking at the young Taoist, he is about thirteen or fourteen years old. If you count the time, Zhuang Zhou's last body may have died under the sword of my father-in-law, Li Qinglan."

　Zhuang Zhou is the descendant of King Zhuang of Chu, and some scholars have specially demonstrated it.In the world of life, suddenly it is like a traveler.From "Nineteen Ancient Poems"

　　
　
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