Chapter 154

Li dingxun rode with the motorcade, while Su Mo sat in the handlebar position. They looked ahead and kept talking.

After a month's walk, I'm almost out of Guangdong.

At every village and town, the team would stop to rest for half a day, but there were few people along the way, most of them were natural fields, hills, swamps and so on.

Now I'm in a canyon with dangerous cliffs on both sides. A Wuchuan river is winding and bumpy, with cars and horses walking on the stone beach. Look up, blue sky area, white clouds, rare good weather. There are dense forests on the mountain, yellow mud and rocks on the cliff, vines hanging, moss growing, wild flowers and weeds, but there are also unexpected visitors disturbing the peace.

Li dingxun smiles and looks at Su mo. seeing that he looks worried, he says, "Mr. Su, don't worry. If you dare to attack the team, you can kill some thieves."

There are many bandits in the mountains. These people always like to have fun with passers-by. During the period before the pure land calendar, such bandits were extremely rampant.

"At that time, the world was in turmoil, and there was nothing wrong with the appearance of such bandits. There are exceptions, however, in the years when the Buddha was born. " Su Mo and Li dingxun often talked about history and characters when they chatted.

"Especially after the Buddha destroyed a sect, all the evil demons in the world were scared. The blood cult even disbanded on the spot, and the demons hid until the Buddha came to nirvana."

"Why?"

"No one else. It is said that at the beginning of Xueyu sect, he provoked Shaolin, while Buddha practiced in Shaolin."

Two people think of the appearance of a non-staple food when they hear the news of the Buddha butcher school. They can't help laughing.

It was windy in the afternoon and the clouds covered the sky again.

It rained at night and the motorcade was stuck in a meadow.

Li dingxun leaned against the wall of the carriage to have a rest. He heard the heavy rain mixed with the scattered sound of horses' hooves.

"Good courage!"

A Tibetan man broke through the rain, like a whale leaping out of the sea. The bandits who came in the dark saw the shadow flashing, and then a series of stuffy firecrackers sounded, which could not be heard in the night rain.

The rain mixed with blood poured down on the withered and yellow thatch in autumn. The wet and muddy earth smelled like a predator's bad breath, and human flesh and bones would eventually return to the roots.

The next day, several people in the motorcade went out for convenience, saw the scattered limbs and broken arms, screamed and ran back.

Li dingxun took a bowl of water, chewed a few mouthfuls of rice balls, and swallowed with clear water.

Su Mo's face is a little pale, "you don't have to work so hard, this scene can be very ugly."

"Mr. Li always pursues the principle of simplicity. Do you know what simplicity is?"

"What is simplicity?"

"One horizontal one vertical, the strong live, the weak die."

"How can people like you discuss Zen with you?"

"Zen is inseparable from Taoism. People live in the world. The reason why I make my fist is because they die. I don't care how ugly death looks."

"A man."

"It's a man, but is a gentleman willing to accompany him to do a great thing in the world?"

Li dingxun's words are frank, bold and inspiring. Su Mo, a scholar, also feels an unprecedented blood rush to his heart.

"You say, what's the big deal?"

"Follow the example of the Buddhists in those days and flatten the heretics."

"Blood education?"

"Good! It's the sanguinism that we believe in

"I can't believe your martial arts."

Li dingxun laughs and punches suddenly!

One punch is like a drill, the style of fist is like a ghost whistling, and the spirit is like a landslide!

"What a force Su Mo praised a, waist ivory fan fly into palm, open the fan like a jade shield.

One side is a fist that can break steel, and the other side is a thin and tough white paper. The two fight each other. The style of the fist bumps into a dense Qi, and the remaining strength is not reduced. Su Mo takes advantage of the situation to retreat, and does not dare to resist.

"I've heard for a long time that Shangzhen academy has six arts of gentleman, which are miraculous. Is Li lucky to see them today?"

Su Mo shakes his head, "a gentleman wears a sword, so he doesn't show others easily."

"It's a pity that the Confucianists are not happy." Li dingxun sighed, "since we don't want to fight, it's better for us to fight."

"Not bad."

"I'll bet if I can kill the blood demon."

"It's not a fight. It's a gamble."

"When you deny it, if I win, you will publicize it for me."

"Why and how?"

Li dingxun said with a smile: "people in the river and the lake, seeking fame and profit, are not all like this?"

The scholar said, "if you win, I'll invite you to the restaurant for three days."

"It's a deal."

"It's a deal."

……

In November, I went out of Guangdong and into Fujian.Fuzhou is bustling and prosperous, because there are many banyan trees in the city, it is named banyan city.

Taking advantage of the rest of the motorcade, Li dingxun and Su Mo had a good tour and tasted delicious food.

From the famous Buddha jumping over the wall to the spring rolls and rice noodles in the streets, you can enjoy them.

In December, I leave Fujian and enter Jiangnan.

"There are beautiful lakes and mountains, the first state in Southeast China". When you come to Hangzhou, you have to go to the West Lake, and you can't miss a west lake vinegar fish. Rent a boat, tour the lake, enjoy the scenery, the breeze blowing the heart. Unfortunately, it happened that after two days of staying, the clouds covered the top, and we didn't see the scenery of the moon in the three pools. It's a bit of a fly in the ointment.

……

The twelfth day of the first month.

They arrived at Jiangbei Xueyu valley.

In the depth of a swamp in a basin, Xueyu cult climbed over a low hill. Looking around, there were black mud pools everywhere, emitting miasma, so that there was a layer of gray fog over the place, reflecting a faint halo in the sun, like the scales of a group of boa constrictors.

In such a dense fog, there is a silent building, like the towering back shell of an old tortoise. The clouds and fog flow between the beams and columns of the building, like blood and poison, pumping the core of the Taoist temple.

"That's the holy city of blood." Su Mo fan fan, "the contemporary cult leader Yu Yuandi, a deputy cult leader, a deputy cult leader's wife, these three people are the pillars of evil."

"Then kill the three of them first."

"Not only that," said Su Mo, shaking his head, "there are many mysteries in this sanguinism. There are three ways and nine streams that have been passed down. There are also ancient witchcraft, Shamanism, and so on. Countless people want to find out, but they are doomed. The core figures in the sect are all those who are possessed by Xiangshu. They can't live beyond the pure land. "

"Since I don't want to go into the pure land, it's only right to give them a chance to live. Scholar, wait here. If I don't come back in three days, let's go!"

Li dingxun, wearing armor all over his body, stands on the top of the mountain. He is not like a human being or a living creature, but more like a city or a male city.

Su Mo watched him rush down the mountain, all the way deep into the thick fog, shouting and killing, intermingled with thunder like howling, like the battle of armies.