Nightfall Chapter 73: The Master’s Story (Part 2)

It's been a long time since I saw the city of Chang'an. The black horse-drawn carriage was slowly driving along Zhuque Avenue. Ning Que and Sangsang raised the curtains and looked at the familiar street scene.

Like at the temple of Taoshan Xiling, the residents of Chang'an City, no one noticed the black carriage, as if they couldn't see it at all.

From Suzaku Avenue to the east, the buildings are getting shorter, and you arrive at the East City.

The carriage drove into the long-before Lane 47, and stopped in front of Laobi Zhai.

In the fake antique shop next door, the quarrel between Boss Wu and his wife still reverberates, and there are still oil stains left by the hot and sour noodle soup stall in the alley.

With a squeak, the door of the old Bi Zhai shop opened, and Ning Que and Sangsang welcomed the Master into the backyard to rest. They only heard a meow, and a shadow flashed past the wall.

He looked at the wall and smiled, went to the well to fetch water, cleaned up with Sangsang, and prepared to cook. This was the first time the Master came to Lao Bi Zhai, and he always had to eat a meal seriously.

Several dishes of simple green vegetables and home-cooked meat dishes were quickly prepared and placed on the table in the front shop. The master took a few bites with his chopsticks, showing a satisfied look. The nervous sangsang was only relaxed. Sighed.

After eating, drinking tea and chatting, Sangsang stood behind the master and pinched his shoulders. The atmosphere was very peaceful and cozy, but the city of Chang'an in midsummer was always irritating, so Ning Que took the fan and stood on top of the master. before.

While fanning the wind, he asked: "Why didn't you bring the Mingji scroll back?"

The master said: "When I was reading in Zhishou Temple, I never thought of stealing the book. Naturally, I would not take it at this time. I thought of leaving it to that fellow’s disciple and grandchildren until you were young. Master Shu killed the Demon Sect and I didn’t want the Dao Sect to take it back, so I picked it back."

I didn't sit for too long in Laobi Zhai. After drinking the tea, the Master left with the two of them, and continued to wander around in the carriage. After wandering around, I went to Chang'an North City, where I could see the imperial city faintly.

It was midsummer. The heat in Chang'an was unbearable. There were not many pedestrians on the street, but the big trees were very lively, lush, and extremely luxuriant. They set off the palace walls and were very beautiful.

"After the Tang Dynasty defeated the Huangren Empire, the Xiling Temple had to recognize the status of this country and acquiesced to its peculiarities. Under the influence of the Tang Dynasty, the secular countries also began to revise their laws. Taoism and practice sects gradually changed More power is returned to the hands of ordinary people."

The master looked at the palace not far away from the window, and said after a moment of silence: "This is a very good thing. Ordinary people don't practice the Tao, and have less awe, but can find a way to balance the conflict of interests. But ordinary people also have a disadvantage, that is, they are too easy to grow old and have a short life span."

"Emperor Li is good at strategic military command, but after all, he is an ordinary person. He will also get old. When he gets old, he gets confused and sometimes conflicts with my ideas. In those years, I built a college in the south of Chang'an. , So I simply study in the academy, too lazy to see him, lest he get angry."

Ning Que was curious about how the story of the founding emperor and master of the Tang Dynasty would develop and asked: "What happened later?"

The master said: "Later, Emperor Li was really confused. He didn't know where to hear the gossip. He said that if he wants to live forever, he needs to eat my flesh and wants to deal with me."

Ning Que said worriedly: "Then what do you do?"

The master said: "Haotian wants to eat me, I will not let it eat, let alone Emperor Li, when he wants to deal with me, I enter the palace and kill him."

Ning Que was shocked and said, "Just killed it?"

"What else can I do if I don't just kill like this? Is there a trial by the three divisions and sentence him to be too late?"

"Teacher... I didn't mean that."

"In short, the first emperor of the Tang Dynasty was killed by me. Although I did not feel sad, but I still felt a little regretful. So I came up with a way-I came to teach the new emperor, so it would be new The emperor was also confused, but he never wanted to eat my meat."

Ning Que thought that this was probably the historical origin of the academy's detached status in Datang.

"The new emperor is a very filial child, very good." The master stroked his beard lightly and said with satisfaction.

Ning Que thought silently, Teacher, if you killed someone's father, you can kill him at any time and establish a new emperor. What else can poor Majesty Taizong do besides being filial to you?

"The later emperors of the Tang Dynasty are also regarded as excellent. The blood of the old Li family is something to be proud of. After everything is on the right track, a lazy person like me, of course, is not willing to pay attention to government affairs and the like. Things, since then, I have never stepped into the palace again."

The Master’s eyes passed through the car window, through the dense green trees, through the golden river glowing with hot mist, and fell on the vermilion palace wall, his expression was very calm, only the deepest part of his eyes could see some Sentimental.

The black carriage started slowly, getting farther and farther from the imperial city, to the bustling and lively place, under the lazy gaze of the shopkeepers on the street, and stopped in front of a shop named Chen Jinji.

The master walked into Chen Jinji and bought a large box of powder for Sangsang.

"Teacher, why do you spoil her like this."

Ning Que looked at Sang Sangyun’s evenly coated face, and couldn’t help but laugh, and said, “Don’t say it, my Sangsang is becoming whiter and whiter now.

Sangsang bowed his head slightly ashamed, and thanked the master.

The master smiled and waved his hand, saying that he didn't care.

The black carriage left Chen Kum Kee and continued southward, driving on the straight and spacious Suzaku Avenue. This time the carriage passed the famous Suzaku stone painting.

The wheels were rolling over the stone slabs. Those tourists from Tang country who came from other counties and states were facing the scorching sun, holding umbrellas and looking at the painted suzaku statues on the ground. Suddenly, a gust of wind squinted their eyes.

In the wind and sand, the eyes of the painted portrait of Suzaku turned slightly, as if it were about to come back to life, but after a while, it lost all the agile feelings, like losing the soul.

In the dim carriage, suddenly a red bird appeared.

The little red bird moved on the floor, his posture looked a bit awkward, and it looked cute, but the scarlet feathers seemed to contain extremely terrifying power, which made people shudder.

"Tweet."

Little Red Bird walked to the Master and called twice.

The master took out a finger and gently touched its head.

The little red bird held the master's fingertips and turned, looking very happy.

"This... is that Suzaku?"

Along the way, Ning Que has heard and saw a lot of shocking and speechless things. Now he knows that Chang'an City and even the shocking formation are all the teacher’s methods. At this time, he saw Suzaku suddenly appearing in a black carriage. , Although still shocked and surprised, but still not panicked.

He learned the appearance of a master, carefully trying to touch the legendary Suzaku.

The little red bird suddenly turned around and stared at Ning Que's eyes, with a particularly majestic expression, with vigilance, disgust, contempt, and disdain in his eyes.

Ning Que remembered how he and Sangsang were holding a **** umbrella in the rain when he was watching the painting of the Vermilion Bird, and his experience when he was seriously injured lying on the painting of the Vermilion Bird, and quickly tucked the **** umbrella under his hips. live.

The little red bird turned his head and looked at Sangsang again, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became very confused.

The black carriage drove out of Chang'an South Gate and headed for the academy.

For countless early mornings in these years, Ning Que went to the academy to study and practice along this road. He was very familiar with the scenery on both sides of the road, so he looked back after taking a second glance.

He originally wanted to ask the Master about the changes in the academy over the millennia... Then he wanted to understand this question without asking. There can be many deans in the academy, but there is only one master.

"You are the first dean of the academy and the current dean of the academy. What have you been doing in the past few years? If you really don't want to pay attention to the world, why did you come out and re-in charge of the academy?"

"I have been very busy for the past few hundred years. I thought that I was in charge of the library in Xiling Temple, and I liked reading. With the academy, of course, I have to collect books from all over the place. This is very time consuming."

The master said: "And don't forget, I have been flying into the sky for so many years, preparing for this event, and it took more years to make up my mind. In the process of traveling in the world, I look for the legend In the underworld, looking for the edge of the world, looking for truly delicious food, looking for some people, it also took a lot of time."

Ning Que asked: "Who are you looking for?"

The master said: "I want to find some people like me."

Ning Que asked: "Did you find it?"

The master said: "I found the alcoholic and the butcher. From them, I learned more about Haotian and some things about Yongye, so I wanted to invite them to do something together." /

Ning Que said, "They didn't agree?"

The master nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then what did you do?"

"I had a fight with them."

"Who won..." Ning Que waved his hand and said, "Sorry, this question is an idiot."

The master sighed: "Of course they can't beat me. What is annoying is that they still refuse to listen to me."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Ning Que asked.

The master looked at Ning Que and said, "Did you ask me what I have been doing all these years?"

Ning defect nodded.

The master said: "In these years, I spent most of my time thinking about a problem."

Ning Que asked: "What's the problem?"

The master said: "How can we defeat Haotian."

The carriage of the black carriage became very quiet, only the master's voice seemed to be floating, and it fell on the floor, and the burnt mark made by the Suzaku bird flicked like water.

This spiritual journey has already revealed the truth, and the master and apprentice also discussed more specific issues, but when this sentence finally appeared so truthfully and simply, it still seemed so shocking.

Ning Que was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked: "Teacher, have you figured out a way?"

The master said angrily: "If I figure out a way, why am I still in this carriage?"

(The first chapter, there are two more chapters today.)