White Jade Tiger

Chapter 20 Volume [-] Buried Alive
Volume Four Buried Alive
Chapter 7 Buried Alive
The lid of the coffin was closed, and then the coffin was lifted.

Was the blind man going to bury her alive?
Feng Niang is still very sober, fear can always make people sober.She felt that there was more than one person carrying the coffin, because the coffin

Lift very steadily, walk very fast.

At the beginning, the road they walked was smooth, and then it gradually became steeper.

Although she was lying in the coffin, she could still feel it getting colder and colder. It was obvious that they were going up, and it was a long way.

The road is close to the top of the mountain.

But they didn't stop, and the path they took was even more strange, sometimes upward, sometimes straight, and sometimes winding.

Listening to the sound of their footsteps, sometimes it seems to be walking on gravel, and sometimes it is on hard stones.

The temperature outside suddenly changed and became very warm, as if walking into a cave.

After walking for a while, suddenly there were a few strange noises outside, as if the rocks were rubbing, or as if the winch was turning.

Although the coffin was tightly covered, there was still room for ventilation, and she suddenly smelled a fragrant fragrance.

At this time, the coffin had been gently put down, as if it was placed on a piece of soft grass.

If they were going to bury her alive, why did they go all the way and choose here?
Where exactly is this place?
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It was very quiet all around, not a sound could be heard.

She lay in the black coffin and waited for a long time, but there was still no movement outside. She knocked on the coffin lid, but there was no response.

After the person who carried the coffin put her down, they seemed to have quietly left.

She waited for a long time, and finally couldn't bear to lift the lid of the coffin. Sure enough, there was no one outside, even the blind man was gone.

She moved the coffin vigorously, sat up, and found that she seemed to have entered a mythical dream.

Even if this is not a dream, this place is by no means human.

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This is a house made of marble, surrounded by scarlet brocade embroidered with gold and red, and a brocade hanging on the door.

On the front of the house, there is a shrine that looks like a natural cave, but there are no Bodhisattvas or gods enshrined in it.
There was only one sword.

The blade is long and elegant in form, never adorned with jewels.It seems a bit out of line with the gorgeous surroundings.

Could it be that this sword is the god that the owner of this place believes in?
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The room was brightly lit, and the lights came from many wonderfully shaped Persian crystal lamps.

Fragrant aromas emanated from the golden stove on the table, and the floor was covered with a thick Persian carpet with beautiful patterns, and when one stepped on it, it was like stepping on soft grass in spring.

Although Feng Niang grew up in a wealthy family, she has never seen such a luxurious place.

She was so surprised that she almost forgot even her fear. As she watched and walked, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

She came across another coffin.

A coffin made of bronze, a person lying straight in the coffin, hands crossed, placed on the chest, white
The clothes were spotless, and there was not even a trace of blood on the pale and haggard face. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

She was carried in a coffin, and there was actually another coffin here.

Is this place nothing more than an ornate tomb?
Feng Niang only felt that her hands and feet were cold, an instinctive reaction that made her want to find something to protect herself.

She thought of the sword.

She turned around and rushed over, before her fingers touched the hilt, she suddenly heard a person say: "That sword cannot be touched!"

The voice was cold and jerky, as if it came from the bronze coffin.

Feng Niang was so frightened that her whole body became stiff, and after a long time, she couldn't help but look back.

The dead man in the coffin had stood up and was looking at her with eyes that shone like crystal lamps, and said word by word: "No one in the world can move that sword except me!"

There is an unbelievable intimidating power in his voice: "Whoever moves will die!"

Feng Niang said: "You..."

The man said: 'I am not a dead man, nor a zombie. '

There was sharp sarcasm in his voice: "Many people think that I am dead, but it is a pity that I am not dead yet." '

Feng Niang breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help asking: "Is this place yours?"

The man said, "What do you think of this place?"

Feng Niang murmured: "I don't know, I just don't know what to say." '

After thinking about it, he said again: "I have never been to the palace, but I believe this place must be more beautiful than the palace."

The man suddenly sneered and said, "Imperial Palace? What is the Imperial Palace?"

The magnificence of the imperial palace and the dignity of the emperor are nothing in his eyes.

Feng Niang suddenly mustered up her courage and said, "I have something to ask you. I don't know if you will tell me." '

This humane: "You ask." '

Feng Niang said, "Who are you?"

The man was silent, turned around slowly, and looked at a pair of couplets hanging outside the coffin!
'Ann can't bear to move like a big move,

Contemplation is like a secret. '

Feng Niang read it several times and said with a wry smile, "I don't understand." '

The man said: "This is the two scriptures in the Ten Wheel Sutra of the Earth Store, from which the Earth Store Bodhisattva got its name." '

Feng Niang looked at him in surprise, and said, "Could it be that you are the Bodhisattva of Earth Store?"

The man said slowly: "Although these two sentences are from Buddhist scriptures, they also contain the true meaning of swordsmanship." '

His eyes are brighter: "In the whole world, I am the only one who can understand the true meaning of this. '

Feng Niang was still waiting for his answer to the question just now.

The man said again: "This is the place where Dizang obtained the Tao. Although he has obtained the Tao, he will never become a Buddha, but will often appear in hell." '

His eyes dimmed again: "For the past 20 years, the life I have lived, isn't it like being in hell?"

Feng Niang said: "Then you..."

The man finally answered her question: "I'm not a Bodhisattva, but my name is Ksitigarbha, you don't need to know anything else, it won't do you any good." '

Fengniang didn't dare to ask any more questions.

She had already seen that this man must have had a very tragic past, and that his origins must be a great secret.

This person seemed to have not spoken so many words for a long time, as if he suddenly felt very tired.

Feng Niang was about to ask him: "Did you ask that blind man to send me here? Where is Wuji?"

But he lay down in the coffin again, closed his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, and didn't even move.

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Feng Niang dared not disturb him.

——When others need to rest and sleep, she has never disturbed anyone for any reason.

She sat down and looked at the two brocade-curtained doors of the room.

She wanted to go out and have a look, but this was someone else's home.

——She has never wandered casually in other people's homes, no matter whose home it is.

Of course she can't sit here and wait like this for a lifetime.

Fortunately, the blind man appeared again.

He raised the brocade curtain and walked in, saying only one word: 'Please. '

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This word is like some kind of magical spell, making Feng Niang have to follow him.

Behind the door is another dreamland, in addition to the same gorgeous arrangement, there is an extra bed.

The blind man said: "From today, this room is yours. You are tired, but you can sleep here. If you are hungry, just ring the bell next to the bed."Whatever you want to eat, someone will give it to you immediately. '

He spoke like a myth.

Everyone is inevitably curious, and Feng Niang couldn't help but ask: "What do I want to eat?"

She thought of Yihuazhai: "What if I want to eat Yihuazhai's soy elbow!"

The blind man answered her with facts, and he went out to give orders, and after a while, what she asked for was delivered.

Feng Niang couldn't believe it: "Is this really bought from Yihuazhai in the capital?"

The blind man said: "Yihuazhai's sauced elbow is no longer real. Their iron pot and original juice have been bought by me for 9000 taels of silver." '

Feng Niang said, "Where's Goubuli's steamed stuffed bun?"

The blind man said, "The master chef who makes buns there has been in our kitchen many years ago." '

It sounds like a myth, but it is definitely not a lie. It at least explains many things that could not be explained otherwise.

Feng Niang said: "I don't want to know where the master Goubuli is, I just want to know where Wuji is?"

The blind man said: "When you should know, you will know." '

There was nothing in his dead gray eyes, and he didn't know how many secrets were hidden.

Feng Niang didn't ask any more questions.

She is a very sensible woman. She knows that many things in the world are like this, and they have to wait for the right time.

It's no use rushing if the time doesn't come.

But she can ask: "Why did you spend 9000 taels of silver to buy an iron pot?"

The blind man said, "I didn't buy an iron pot, but that pot of old marinade." '

Feng Niang said: "I know that pot of juice is very great. It is said that even if you put a piece of wood in it to marinate, it will taste delicious." '

The blind man said lightly: "What we marinate is not wood, but meat." '

Feng Niang said: "You spent 9000 taels of silver just to buy that pot of juice to marinate the meat?"

The blind man said, "Yes." '

If it was Qianqian, she would definitely ask: "Do you want to open a sauce butcher shop and steal Yihuazhai's business?"

Fengniang is not Qianqian, so she just asked: 'Why?'

The blind man said: "Because my master may want to eat at any time." '

Feng Niang said: "Why don't you buy it?"

The blind man said: "Because even if you ride the fastest horse and gallop day and night, it will take twenty or thirty hours to buy it back." '

Feng Niang said: "Have you tried?"

The blind man said, "I only tried it once. '

　Feng Niang said: "That time you even bought the pot of marinade?"

The blind man said, "Yes." '

Feng Niang said: "As long as it is what your master wants to eat, you are ready at any time?"

The blind man said, "Yes." '

Feng Niang said: "If he wants to eat..."

The blind man said coldly: "If he wants to eat my nose, I will cut it off immediately and send it to him." '

Feng Niang was speechless.

The blind man said, "What else do you want to ask?"

Feng Niang finally sighed and said, "Actually, I don't really want to ask these things. '

The blind man said, "I know what you really want to ask. '

Feng Niang said: "You know?"

The blind man said, "You want to ask me, who is he? How could he have such great power?"

Feng Niang couldn't deny it.

She suddenly discovered that although the blind man didn't even have eyes, he could see through her heart.

The blind man said: "You are a very educated woman, very gentle, very sensible, never say anything annoying, let alone do annoying things, you would rather wrong yourself for others." '

He actually sighed, and said again: "There are not many women like you now." '

This was originally a compliment and praise, but there was an indescribable sadness and regret in his tone.

In his blind eyes, he seemed to have seen her original misfortune.

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It was already two days later when the blind man came in for the second time.

Feng Niang wasn't sure if two days had really passed, this place was undoubtedly in the middle of the mountain, and day and night couldn't be distinguished at all.

She only knew that the copper kettle dripping glass in the corner of the room had leaked out for more than twenty hours.

She felt debilitated.

Because she has never eaten a grain of rice or a drop of water.

Although she knew that as long as she rang the bell beside the bed, she could get whatever food she wanted.

But she hadn't touched the bell, nor had she touched anything in the room.

Although the door was unlocked, she could walk out as long as she lifted the brocade curtain.

But she would rather stay here.

Because she never wants to do something that she knows it's useless to do.

Although she is gentle, sensible, and capable of wronging herself, no one can force her to do what she doesn't want to do.

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The blind man seemed to be 'looking' at her again, but this time he couldn't see through her either.

Feng Niang was still very gentle and polite to him. When she saw him, she stood up and said, "Please sit down." '

The blind man didn't sit down, but raised the door curtain and said, "Please." '

Feng Niang didn't ask him where he was going to take her this time, she seemed to be ready to accept everything.

When she walked out of this door, she saw that the man in white who called himself 'Ksitigarbha' was already waiting for her in the hall.

The table was covered with rich food and wine, and two Kunlun slaves were waiting by the table like stone statues, holding a large gold plate in their hands, full of brightly colored, ripe and juicy fruits, including pears from Bingzhou, Dates from Laiyang, melons from Hami, pomegranates from BJ, tangerines from Nanfeng, bananas and jackfruit from Hainan Island.

He sat at the dining table, although he didn't stand up, his attitude was very kind, and even the sharp knife-like light in his eyes had become gentle.

At this moment, he no longer looked like a weird zombie, but a master who paid attention to food and drink.

Opposite him was a chair covered with silver fox fur cushions. Even though it was summer, it was still very necessary in this cold and damp underground.

He said: 'Please sit down. '

Feng Niang sat down.

The supper before her was such a sumptuous dish as she had ever seen in her life.

The man in white stared at her, and slowly said: "You are a very strange person, no matter who is in your situation, they will definitely not behave like you." '

Feng Niang smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't do anything." '

The man in white said, "You didn't eat anything either." '

He continued slowly: "If a person does not want to eat, no one can force him, nor can he force him. '

Fengniang said, "I think so too." '

The man in white said: "If I tell you one thing, I don't know if you will change your mind?"

Feng Niang waited for him to speak out.

The man in white said: "Zhao Wuji is not dead, you will definitely see him sooner or later." '

Feng Niang tried her best to control herself, it was very rude to appear too excited at the dinner table.

The man in white said: "I promise to let you meet each other. I have never broken my promise in my life." '

Feng Niang didn't say anything, and didn't ask any more questions.

She raised her chopsticks.

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The man in white, like Xiao Lei, ate very little.

Feng Niang didn't eat much.

A person who has been hungry for two days, suddenly facing such a sumptuous table of food and drink, shouldn't have such elegance and demeanor as her.

She is an exception.

Because she herself knows that she has no power to resist others, she can only use her will.

No matter what she does, she tries to restrain herself as much as possible.

The man in white looked at her with admiration in his eyes, and said slowly: "You should be able to tell that I am a delicious person, but I can't eat too much, and I need to rest all the time. '

His voice paused, as if he was waiting for Feng Niang to ask him why.

Feng Niang really asked at the right time: "Why?"

The man in white said: 'Because I was poisoned. '

Feng Niang moved and said, "When did you get poisoned?"

The man in white said: "Almost 20 years. '

His expression suddenly became sad and frustrated: "That is really a terrible poison. For the past 20 years, I have been entangled with it all the time. I have to ask for an antidote every year to save my life. I still can't be too tired, and I can't use my true strength rashly, otherwise, once the toxicity kicks in, even that antidote won't be able to do anything. '

Anyone can see how proud he is, and now he actually told Feng Niang about his unfortunate experience.

This made Feng Niang not only sympathize, but also grateful, and said softly: "I think you must have suffered a lot these years. '

The man in white actually avoided her gaze, and after a while, he sneered again: "I didn't ask for the antidote, but got it with my ability, otherwise I would rather die than go." beg him. '

Although Feng Niang didn't know the grievances between him and Xiao Donglou, she never doubted what he said.

The white-clothed man's eyes shot out again, and he said: "In the past, I killed countless people with my sword, and my enemies were all over the world. Even people who have no enemies with me want my head wholeheartedly, because no matter who kills me, they can kill me immediately." With my blood, stain his name red. '

He sneered again and said, "It's a pity that I will never let them get what they want." '

Now Feng Niang finally understands that he lies motionless like a dead person all the time, not for the purpose of scaring people, but for fear of the sudden onset of toxicity.

He lived underground like a dead man, and he used the coffin as his living place. He was not trying to be secretive and mysterious, but to avoid the pursuit of his enemies.

She suddenly felt that this was not scary at all, not only not scary, but pitiful.

Because although he didn't die, he was already buried alive.

(End of this chapter)