Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 247 Where is Li Changqing?
Others in the Jiuliu Alliance heard that Meng Yuncheng was a disciple of the great Confucianist Li Changqing and a descendant of Mencius, so they were particularly enthusiastic about Meng Yuncheng.

Some inheritances of schools of thought were once cut off in history, and later generations accidentally obtained relevant classics in ancient books, which made those schools of thought that disappeared in the long river of history reappear. In a sense, they are similar to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period. The various schools of thought at that time had nothing to do with each other, and only inherited some of their classics. The Mohism represented by Ma Xingyao, who had a considerable say in the Jiuliu Alliance, also appeared in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. On the contrary, the Mohism represented by Guo Degang of Deyun Society Novelists have a long history.

Meng Yuncheng joined the Jiuliu Alliance as a descendant of a saint, which undoubtedly increased the legitimacy and legitimacy of the Jiuliu Alliance.

Judging from the short contact with Li Changqing, Ma Xingyao believed that Li Changqing loved purity and freedom, and had no intention of joining the Jiuliu Alliance, so he did not disclose Li Changqing's identity as a miscellaneous family of Confucianism, ink, and medicine.

a week later.

Ma Junlang's health has basically improved, but he insisted on staying in Lijiaao to complete the test given to him by Li Changqing. Although Ma Xingyao works remotely every day, he has been away from Xuanji Technology for too long. She could handle it herself, so she returned to Yanjing first.

Li Changqing lent Ma Junlang the carpenter's bag given to him by his second uncle Li Dajiang, and Zhong Nanshan's seventh peak had a beautiful young man who was busy building a house.

At Xuangong Mountain in Tongshan County, there are far fewer tourists than during the National Day holiday, and most of the pedestrians on the mountain are believers who come to worship from all over the world.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that there are staff members wearing the clothes of Nedutong express company at each entrance of Xuangong Mountain. They all hide themselves appropriately, and the tourists and believers who enter the mountain seem to have not seen them.

The entrance to King Chuang's Tomb at the foot of the scenic spot was also blocked, and a notice board was hung at a conspicuous place at the intersection saying "Tomb of King Chuang is under renovation and construction, tourists are strictly prohibited from entering".

In Jinji Valley of Xuangong Mountain, there is a stream with a width of two to three meters. On both sides of the stream are mountains covered with weeds and trees. On the river bed of the small stream, there are several staff members dressed in the clothes of Nadutong express company lying in disorder. His face was pale and his lips were stained, as if he had been poisoned.

A short-haired woman in an army green field uniform stared coldly at an old man in a Taoist robe. Beside the woman was a strong man with long curly hair and a beard. His body was bulging and he looked very strong.

The old man in a Taoist robe is Zhang Zhongji, the viewer of Muzhen Temple next to Yunzhong Lake in Xuangong Mountain, and the disciples beside Zhang Zhongji set up seven bowls of clean water.

I saw Zhang Zhongji took out a handful of talisman seals and held them between his fingers. The talisman seals were written with mysterious spirit patterns in cinnabar.

Zhang Zhongji mobilized the true energy in his body, and the seven talismans flew into the seven bowls of clean water. When the talismans flew in the air, they ignited without fire, and just turned into ashes and fell into the bowls.

"Feed them take it!" Zhang Zhongji said to the disciple who was following him, but there was no joy in his eyes, and he turned to the short-haired woman in army green field uniform and said apologetically, "If it's just that the body is poisoned by the spirit of the corpse, I can get rid of it with the Spiritual Purification Talisman just now, but it's a pity that the spirit of the corpse has already infected the altar, and my Spiritualization Talisman has no much effect. It really has the trust of the responsible boss!"

"Forget it, I can't blame you! Clarinet, arrange for someone to send the injured staff to a nearby hospital!"

The short-haired woman in the army green field uniform is Ren Fei, the person in charge of Nadutong Express Company in Central China. She is tall and has a clean male hairstyle. Her face is very resolute. Although she is a woman, she has an air of calm , very coldly said to the muscular bearded man clarinet standing next to her, even though she knew that it was impossible for those hospitals to heal the injury of the corpse that invaded the Lingtai, but she had no other better way.

"Mr. Ren, the corpse evil's invasion of the Lingtai is already a wound on the soul level. Maybe there is someone who can save them!"

The Xuangong Mountain where Muzhen Temple is located belongs to the jurisdiction of Nadutong Express Company in Central China. Zhang Zhongji does not want to be hated by Ren Fei. Thinking of the Confucian Li Changqing who met on National Day last year, maybe he can transfer this pot to him hand.

"Who!" Ren Fei said dissatisfied with Zhang Zhongji's show off.

"Li Changqing on Zhongnan Mountain in Lijiaao, Lingxia Township, Guyang County! He is a Confucianist, and Confucian righteousness happens to be the nemesis of all evils. It is best to invite him to use his righteousness to drive away the evil spirits that infect Lingtai! "

Zhang Zhongji didn't dare to go around in circles, and said directly to Ren Fei.

"Continue to ask the peripheral staff to seal off Xuangong Mountain, and the staff in the mountain to continue to carry out a carpet search to the south, only to besiege and not to attack without authorization. In addition, arrange a helicopter, I am going to Lijia'ao!"

Ren Fei quickly issued the order, and when the helicopter reached the sky above the Golden Rooster Valley, it went up the rope ladder with bare hands, and arrived at Zhong Nanshan in a short time.

As usual, Li Changqing meditated on the boulder on the seventh peak of Zhongnan Mountain, while Ma Junlang was surveying the terrain on the mountain and planning his great cause of building a building.

Ren Fei held the loudspeaker on the helicopter, intending to shout directly in the air to find Li Changqing. The clarinet sitting on the other side was best at ultra-long-range sniping. His eyes were sharper than eagles, and he noticed a corner of a mountain and cliff from a distance. a man sitting on a boulder
"There are people on the mountain at nine o'clock!"

"Go and ask!"

The helicopter immediately turned around and flew towards the seventh peak of Zhongnan Mountain.

Li Changqing had already noticed a helicopter coming from Zhong Nanshan and approaching him, but he was still meditating on the boulder.

"Buzzing..."

The helicopter propeller spins loudly,

"My fellow, do you know where there is a man named Li Changqing?" Ren Fei shouted to Li Changqing with a loudspeaker on the helicopter.

"I know! Is there anything you can do with him?" Li Changqing opened his eyes and asked.

"Several of our staff members are sick and only he can save them!"

Ren Fei was thinking about Zhong Nanshan, who was so vast and vast. There was such a person meditating on the boulder on the edge of the cliff. She doubted Li Changqing's identity and half-revealed her words.

"I am Li Changqing! Where is he?"

It is not easy to mobilize helicopters in Huaxia, and they have already come to the door. Naturally, Li Changqing will not refuse to save him, and the rest can be discussed later.

"Golden Rooster Valley, Xuangong Mountain, Tongshan County! I put down the rope ladder, and you come up from the rope ladder!"

Ren Fei thought that sure enough, she didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw the rope ladder down.

"No need!", Li Changqing slapped his hands, "Papa papa!", the sound resounded through the valley.

(End of this chapter)