Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 68 Like a Roasted Chicken Drumstick

The wind in the river is a bit strong, and the night is slightly cool. This third-floor house located by the riverside is surrounded by countless peach blossoms. Because it happens to be a crescent-like gorge, very few people come in, and everything seems to be beautiful. It's so peaceful, but for some reason, the occasional waves hitting the shore are extremely loud and deafening.

In the dark courtyard, only a small three-story building in the center of the central axis of the courtyard was still dimly lit. A woman leaned on a railing and looked into the distance, just in time to see the rolling river in the distance.

This is a house of the Li family. Only the two brothers and sisters of the Li family know about such a secret place. Li Qiaoxue gave up the vacant place temporarily.

She frowned, her face full of preoccupations, under the dim light she had a side profile that was so exquisite, even just looking at her side profile was enough to make people dazzled.

There are no bright lights in the night scene, but there are scattered fishermen in the distance in the river, and there are waves that cleanse the soul, but at this time, they can't wash away the melancholy in her heart.

Can the White Lotus Sect really allow the common people to live a good life?Overthrowing the decadent Ming Dynasty, whether the common people can become brothers and sisters and love each other, has been deeply rooted in her mind since she was a child. At this moment, it seems that a seed is constantly taking root and sprouting, trying to break through the soil that imprisoned it.

At this time, she felt the most conflicted in her heart. She thought of Zhu Gan, this monstrous character, why he could walk more smoothly, and now he is acting as a hero, going south to the south of the Yangtze River, shaking the entire Ming court, almost every step he took , can hold the neck of the court.

She thought of Zhu Qian's thin body. When everyone was backing away in fear, he persisted and rushed forward with a roar. She still remembers that scene deeply, his deafening roar, It echoed in her ears from time to time.

"Three major killings for soldiers, killing those who refuse to obey military orders! Killing those who bully the weak! Killing those who retreat in battle..."

"Three major killings for soldiers, killing those who refuse to obey military orders! Killing those who bully the weak! Killing those who retreat in battle..."

They are people from the rivers and lakes who study art, and what they pay attention to is a persistent thought. As the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be echoes.As long as you are persistent in one thing, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you can always overcome the hurdle in your heart, and everything will go smoothly after passing the hurdle.

But now this way of chopping Henghuan is in her heart, making her unable to move, as if she had woven a net for herself, and if the net did not reach the four realms, she would net herself in.

Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, quickly forming a mudra with his hands, which is different from the Buddhist mantra mudra, which looks more obscure and difficult to understand. Gradually, Yang Ling entered a strange realm, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his eyes seemed to be narrowed Squinting, her long eyelashes fluttering constantly, at this time she lost the outer layer of indifference, showing her true nature, cute and even more pitiful.

In her mind, heaven and man are at war at this time, one side is the dust-free world conceived by the White Lotus Sect, and the other side is the evil battlefield full of broken limbs and broken arms, only one voice echoes, and those who disobey the order will be killed !Bullies kill... kill!kill!kill!

It seems that only by killing, killing all the dirt, can this place become a pure land. Suddenly Yang Ling opened his eyes, and there were crystal dots in his clear eyes. Feeling emotional, she sighed heavily: "Master, the world of mortals refines the heart, Ling'er's true spirit realm is about to be broken, where are you! Did you see the white lotus fragrance Linger left for you?"

A faint sigh seemed to be mixed in the waves, rolling in, constantly echoing in my heart.

"Silly girl, if something you don't believe in is broken, it will be broken. At worst, just reshape another one. Don't you even have such a decision?"

I don't know when there was a woman in the room. This woman was dressed in white, and she appeared suddenly like a ghost. Three thousand black hair and a flying fairy bun, like a fairy, noble and inviolable. This woman can't tell her age If you have to give a general idea, her skin is as tender as a baby, and it has a faint fragrance. This is different from the body fragrance of ordinary women, but a strange fragrance. I can't tell a specific smell. Alcoholics smell it. Like a thousand-year-old wine, gluttons smell like the most delicious food...

If there are great masters in martial arts, they will definitely feel extremely amazed. At their level, if they want to take a small step up, they will go up against the sky, like ascending to the sky, and their respective realms are like looking at mountains. Mountains, water is water, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, mountains are still mountains, water is still water, she has reached the state where mountains are still mountains, but not mountains.

From this strange fragrance, one can know that she has already passed the realm of returning to simplicity. If the great master in martial arts is a land god, then she is a real fairy, not falling into the world of mortals, not stained with vulgarity.

Her appearance is just that of a young girl, but her eyes contain a vast starry sky, and when people look at her, they can no longer escape.

No one knows where she came from, and no one knows how old she is. Maybe it's only [-] years old, or maybe it's been hundreds of years. She has been hidden until Xu Hongru's uprising, It alarmed her and made her walk out of the mountain.

According to the people who have seen that miracle, that year when the White Lotus Sect revolted, the Central Plains was darkened, red for thousands of miles, mourned everywhere, countless mass graves, and the lotus fairy who was cultivating in the mountains was alarmed. The birth mother has an old story, and she sympathizes with the world, she walked out of the mountain barefoot, her feet did not touch the ground, as smooth as jade, and it snowed heavily from the sky, and every snowflake fell on the ground, forming a pattern of white lotus flowers, as expected The crops in the second year were bumper.

Facing the master who was said to be a fairy, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with joy, grabbed her hand, and said coquettishly: "Master, you are finally here, take Linger back quickly! Linger is willing to accompany Qing Light, retreat and practice, no longer care about world affairs."

A smile appeared on Wang Yinger's beautiful face, and she touched Yang Ling's head: "Do you understand what I just gave you?"

Yang Ling was puzzled, looked at his toes with big eyes, puffed his cheeks slightly, as if thinking, shook his head and raised his bright eyes to look at Wang Yinger and said: "Linger doesn't understand, master, you just gave me the What am I!"

"Stupid girl." Wang Ying'er tapped Yang Ling's smooth forehead lightly, her voice was crisp and clear, like gold and jade colliding like the sound of nature, and said softly: "When I was like you, I had already cultivated the Buddha's heart. , stabilized the realm, and no longer feared life and death, what a stupid girl, patted her head and heart, and cleared the entrance a little bit."

Yang Ling hugged Wang Yinger's arm and said coquettishly, "Master, what does this mean?"

Wang Ying'er was so entangled that she had no choice but to say helplessly: "What is the state? Doesn't it mean how much you have seen through? Seeing through life and death is just the simplest step. For example, some great Confucian scholars, what they can really leave behind is the spirit. It is what they see through. For example, Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, kept his loyalty to reflect the history, and Yu Qianyu Shaobao, who wanted to keep his innocence in the world. It is also the most difficult thing to see through. Our martial arts practitioners not only need to see through the gate of life and death, but also break through the gate of life and death. I pat your head to let you remember that this is the most important thing. Always think about it and don’t get confused , You have to think through what you think of.”

"I still don't understand." Yang Ling pouted and shook her head in confusion.

"How could I accept such a stupid apprentice like you!" Wang Yinger pinched Yang Ling's face and smiled.

The smile on Yang Ling's face became stronger, his eyes were bent into the moon, and he said triumphantly: "Because Master has a pair of unparalleled wisdom eyes that are not stained by the world, he can see at a glance that I have an exquisite heart and a great Buddha fate. He will practice to become a Buddha and be among the immortals."

"Stupid girl, your mouth looks like you've touched honey." After joking a few words, Wang Yinger's face suddenly calmed down, and she said seriously: "Ling'er, Master can help you, but You can get even less, as the saying goes, there is a destined person on the Buddha Crossing, there is a Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge, you have an exquisite heart, whether you can succeed in cultivation and reach the other shore, it all depends on yourself."

"Master, what exactly is Linglong Heart?" Yang Ling couldn't help asking.

Wang Yinger seemed to be caught in a deep memory, and it took a long time before she sighed and said: "Linglong heart is unparalleled in the world, and Bigan has seven apertures Linglong heart, Daji tricked King Zhou to ask Bigan for healing all diseases, although he has a great Buddha relationship, He was told in advance that there would be such a catastrophe, and the exquisite heart with seven apertures was gouged out. He went to the vegetable farmer who the Buddha told him alive, and asked if the vegetable farmer could live if he had a heart. Die, this is recorded in the classics."

"However, the real fact is that Daji was transformed by a fox demon, and her body is covered with a strange fragrance. This is not her body fragrance, but she refined it from collecting Tianxiang cardamom, magnolia nectar and other natural materials and earth treasures. To cover up the sao fox smell on her body, and the exquisite heart with seven apertures is the cleanest and purest thing in the world, not only can make people invulnerable to all diseases and evils, but also can make people demonized into immortals."

At this time, Yang Ling stared at Wang Ying'er without blinking. She looked cute and cute, and there was a gleam of crystal at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly said: "Master, you are not transformed by a fox demon and want to take your apprentice The exquisite heart! As long as the master asks, the disciple will definitely offer it willingly."

If it weren't for Wang Yinger's rock-solid stability, her heart would not be easily disturbed by foreign objects, and she would probably be so angry by her stupid apprentice, and die of aggrieved depression and shortened life.

"Take it as a story and listen to it! You will discover the benefits of this Linglong sooner or later. Now that you are in the Realm of True Spirit, you can deliberately maintain it. Let go of your mind and do whatever you want! Go be firm What you think in your heart is just like the things that your master told you when you were a child, all of them are strange stories." After finishing speaking, Wang Yinger is very ambitious, such a woman will not be easily harassed by anything in the world .

People went to the empty building, if it wasn't for the lingering fragrance left in the room, Yang Ling would feel that she was just having a dream, inhaled lightly through her nose, and fell on the bed intoxicated, showing a cute and playful expression: "Ah! It smells so fragrant, just like A roasted chicken leg." At this time, she was more like her age, no longer as cold as ten thousand years of ice, so cold that people dare not approach.

Lying on the bed and hugging the porcelain pillow, rolling back and forth, like a naughty cat, the pair of babies on the chest stand tall, looking unusually clear and majestic, the porcelain pillow is just deep in the middle, if it is A man, I don't know what kind of happy expression he will show.

Yang Ling spread his body on the bed, looking at the top of the light gauze curtain, his eyes suddenly became very bright: "The Red Army just happened to be here in the south, and it's time to say goodbye after bothering Li Qiaoxue for so long. Hmph! That ungrateful guy is like a hob, you have to go to him to settle the score, you must know that you are his savior, and you must not just let it go so easily."