The Beacon of Kyushu

Chapter 112 The divination hexagram

Wan Jianfeng jumped out of the high wall of the county government office, and walked alone in the silent night under the hazy moonlight.Murong Yunyao's firm face kept appearing in his mind, and the words she said to her, "Smelly beggar, this girl is a dignified founding father, if she leaves with you like this, she will be a fugitive for the rest of her life. Don't recite it!"

Wan Jianfeng frowned, and smiled wryly, "Little witch, I must have owed you money in my previous life, and I have only come to pay it back in this life. I don't know how much I owe you, but you have given me such a difficult problem." I am a poor beggar, how can I get the high-ranking county magistrate and Duqian to apologize to you?"

He kept thinking and thinking, and he had gone a long way before he knew it.He wanted to find a cheap inn to stay first, but his legs seemed uncontrollable, and he passed by several inns one after another without realizing it.Wan Jianfeng himself didn't know where he was going, but it seemed that only by running through the streets and alleys in the dead of night could he relieve the distress and helplessness in his heart.

The cold moonlight poured over every street and alley in the city.On the bustling streets during the day, there is not even a pedestrian at this time, and the doors and windows of every house are completely dark, without even a glimmer of light. In addition to the dead silence, the night full of the city makes people feel an inexplicable sadness.

Wan Jianfeng let the sudden wind blow up his fat clothes, and the night wind blew his cheeks like a knife, and his pace still did not slow down at all.At this time, he is like a sharp arrow that leaves the string, like a galloping horse, more like a gust of wind, seemingly free and unrestrained, but in fact full of fetters in freedom, no matter how fast and far he runs, he will never be able to escape Inner entanglements.

Suddenly, in the middle of the empty long street, a white figure appeared at some point.Seeing someone in front of him, Wan Jianfeng wanted to stop, but he was running so fast that he couldn't stop for a while, and slammed into the white figure.

Wan Jianfeng exclaimed loudly in fright, but the white figure didn't seem to see him at all, nor heard his call, and seemed to have no fear of his lightning-like approach, and didn't even take a step. Move an inch.

In the blink of an eye, Wan Jianfeng was less than half a foot away from the white figure, and the speed of his steps slowed down a bit, but it was still extremely fast and fierce.Wan Jianfeng hurriedly shouted: "Brother in front, get out of the way! Otherwise, I will not be responsible for this young hero who crashes you!"

Before Wan Jianfeng could finish his sentence, he was almost on the verge of sticking to that white shadow.He was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and could only resign himself to fate.But at the moment when the two were about to collide, Wan Jianfeng suddenly felt that his body was twisted by a force that combined strength and softness. The solution is invisible.

The white figure slowly opened his mouth and said, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, why is this little benefactor running so fast late at night? Fortunately, you bumped into a poor man, otherwise if you hit someone else, wouldn't you have to commit karma?"

Wan Jianfeng only felt that his voice was as cold as moonlight, but also as warm as spring breeze, it was refreshing to hear, but he dared not disobey it.He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white figure with a smile, and was completely stunned for an instant.

I saw this man's face was like a crown of jade, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and five strands of black beard fluttering in the wind under his jaw.He is wearing gossip fairy clothes, holding a dust whisk, and walking on cloud shoes. Under the moonlight, his whole body seems to exude a cool holy brilliance.Although he was over forty years old, the years did not seem to have left too many traces on his body. He was still as delicate and refined as he was when he was young, elegant and elegant, like a fairy who might go away against the wind at any time.

After a while, Wan Jianfeng came back to his senses slowly, and asked: "You, you must have descended from the sky to save the suffering, right?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly and said: "The poor Taoist is not a god, so the little benefactor doesn't have to be like this?" His smile was so kind and kind, like a relative he hadn't seen for many years, Wan Jianfeng suddenly felt that half of the worries in his heart dissipated.

He asked curiously: "You are really not a god, then who are you?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked Wan Jianfeng up and down, and then said leisurely: "Chen Tafa, a poor Taoist, learned the art of Shuiyun Pavilion in his early years. After enlightening Taoism with the ancestor Chen Tuan, he bestowed the title of 'Shouzheng'."

Wan Jianfeng scratched his head and seemed to think of something, "Have you stayed in Shuiyun Pavilion? Then do you know Yun Yimo in Shuiyun Pavilion? I heard that he can call wind and rain, summon gods and ghosts, if he hadn't died early , I went to Lianxia Mountain to learn from him a long time ago. And his son Yun Zixiao is not an easy-going lamp, and he is also good at deceiving people. I don’t know what kind of smoke is coming from the Yun family’s ancestral grave. Son, what kind of people have come out of this generation?"

When Chen Tafa heard the two names mentioned by Wan Jianfeng, thousands of emotions appeared in his eyes for a moment, but then he returned to indifference, and only said: "The names of these two benefactors, I have heard a little about them, I don't know where the benefactors are from." What does Pindao mean by mentioning these two people?"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said: "I heard that Shuiyun Pavilion is just like those old women in the village. There is nothing wrong with inquiring about it. I also want to ask them to inquire about beating my father, but I heard that Shuiyun Pavilion has been in use for many years. I was scared to death by Song Jun a few days ago. Thanks to a man I met a few days ago, he said that his father was kidnapped by an old bull nose, and he finally knew that he was still alive, but I didn’t know that we could only meet each other in the year of the monkey? "

Chen Tafa nodded slightly, "So that's how it is. Since your father traveled with the Taoist friend, he should probably be safe. Don't worry, the benefactor will help the little friend in a few days, and will help the little friend's family reunion within a year. "

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Wan Jianfeng was so happy that he couldn't pat his hands anymore. He patted himself on the head and said, "Thank you, thank you! If you can really help me find my father, I will definitely go to the river to catch two big fish. You grill the fish!"

Chen Tafa smiled lightly, and said: "Poverty Taoist has always had simple food and drink, and there is also a pool beside the Yuntai Temple where he lives, so there is no need to bother my little friend."

Wan Jianfeng raised his head to look at the sky, cupped his hands and said, "Okay, it's getting late, I won't delay your journey. If there is a destiny in the future, let's meet again in the world." go ahead.

However, Chen Tafa swung his fly whisk and blocked Wan Jianfeng's way, "Little friend, I see that there is evil spirit between your brows, I wonder if your relatives and friends are in trouble now?"

Wan Jianfeng froze when he heard the words, and said in disbelief: "I'm going, are you really amazing? Could it be that you are a half-immortal body, can you pinch it?"

Chen Tafa nodded, then shook his head again, "Pindao is really good at counting, but the body of a half-immortal is a bit overrated. If you want to save your friend from prison, you can follow the poor way not far away. I will stay at Zixiao Temple for two days, if I don’t want to, then I will go here.”

Wan Jianfeng hurriedly grabbed Chen Tafa's arm, and Chen Tafa immediately left a few black handprints on Chen Tafa's white Taoist robe, "I think, I think! You must not leave, No matter what, we must save that little witch Murong Yunyao!"

Chen Tafa was slightly stunned, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, as if he was recalling the happy past, but also recalling the unbearable past.After a long time, he said calmly: "Little friend, is your friend named Murong?"

Wan Jianfeng nodded, "Yes, this little witch is amazing! She is the daughter of Murong Yanzhao, the founding father of the Song Dynasty, and her name is Murong Yunyao."

Chen Tafa pondered for a moment and asked, "How old is your friend this year?"

Wan Jianfeng thought hard for a long time before saying: "I really can't tell the age of the girl's family, and she hasn't told me, but it looks like she should be around twenty."

Chen Tafa counted with his fingers, and then murmured to himself: "Impossible, Murong Yanzhao has not married a wife 20 years ago, where did he get his daughter? Could it be that this Murong Yunyao, like Zi Xiao's brother back then, has Is it someone else's abandoned baby?"

Seeing Chen Tafa talking to himself in a low voice, Wan Jianfeng pricked up his ears to listen curiously, but the two were so close, he still didn't hear a word.When he first met Chen Tafa, he felt that he was like a god, and he believed in his heart that he could not only rescue Murong Yunyao, but also help him find his father Wan Mengsheng.For the first time in Wan Jianfeng's life, he suppressed his curiosity and did not ask.

Chen Tafa thought for a while, then came back to his senses, and said: "Little friend, let's go now, and Pindao can help you rescue your friend earlier."

Wan Jianfeng nodded excitedly, and pointed to the way he came: "I tied the donkey at the gate of the yamen, and I will come when I go." He said that he practiced lightness kung fu, and he reached the end of the long street in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Wan Jianfeng came back on his donkey.He came to Chen Tafa, turned over and got off the donkey, smiled at Chen Tafa, and said, "Please get on the donkey!"

"Thank you, little friend." Chen Tafa said as he tapped his toes lightly, his body floated up, and the wide Taoist robe was blown by the breeze, like an elegant white cloud.Afterwards, he lightly landed on the donkey's back, lifted the rein and headed straight for the city gate.

Wan Jianfeng was dumbfounded when he saw his agility and elegant demeanor.The donkey carried Chen Tafa far away, and Wan Jianfeng slowly came to his senses.He shouted loudly, "Wait for me!" and quickly chased him in the direction he was going away.

(End of this chapter)