Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 27: Enchanted Night 02

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Taizong narrowly escaped death and was still in shock. At this moment, he took a long breath and saw that the person standing in front of him had silver hair and white clothes, and was dignified and elegant. It was Tang Lici. The assassin who was chasing after him on the rooftop opposite saw the roar of the crowd and that he would be surrounded by the Imperial Guards in a moment. He gritted his teeth and pulled out a long mottled arrow with a strange color from his sleeve, and shot it towards Taizong's head with all his strength with a whoosh. .

The sound of arrows pierced the air, causing a fierce roar. Tang Lici's mouth slightly raised, with a hint of a smile but not a smile, and she flicked her sleeves. Unexpectedly, the long arrow touched her sleeves, and the "squeak" sound actually corroded her sleeves. , passing through the sleeve. Taizong was shocked. Tang Lici reacted very quickly. He grabbed and pulled with his left hand. Taizong tilted to the left. The long arrow passed through his head with a "whoosh" sound. He felt a light on top of his head, and several pearls fell to the dust. The long arrow With a "snatch" sound, it shot into the bodhi tree behind him, two feet into the wood!

"Catch the assassin! Protect the emperor!" The imperial guards swarmed up and subdued the murderer of the emperor in an instant. However, the palace was so tightly guarded. How did this man sneak into Ciyuan Hall, and how did he know about it? Will the emperor pass by here? Although everyone caught the assassin, their hearts were filled with coldness. If the emperor were to blame, they would not be able to escape the responsibility of dereliction of duty.

Taizong stared at the crowd as they **** the assassin, and then glanced at Tang Lici, who had saved his life. The horror in his heart was still there, and he opened his mouth several times but was speechless. Tang Lici held him steady, and passed a burst of zhenqi to help him smoothen his blood and calm his nerves. After a while, Taizong said, "Keep it down and tell Dali Temple to examine it carefully. You must give me an explanation for this matter. If you can't investigate, For whatever reason, everyone on duty today will be punished with a higher penalty!" The guards who came over knelt down and said in unison, "Yes!" Taizong held Tang Lici's hand tightly, and the frightened little **** behind him hurriedly picked it up. With pearls falling on the ground, several people hurriedly left the garden and headed to Funing Palace.

After entering the gate of Funing Palace, without waiting for Taizong's instructions, additional guards were posted inside and outside. Taizong sat down and took a sip of tea, then took a good look at Tang Lici and breathed a sigh of relief. "My uncle is very skilled in martial arts and has made a great contribution to saving the driver. What do you think I can reward you for?" Tang Lici smiled and saluted, "I just happened by chance. I dare not take credit, let alone ask for a reward." Taizong couldn't help but smile, "I will reward you. What, I'm afraid you won't take it seriously, so how about I reward you with two words of "Zu Xian"?" Tang Li bowed and thanked you. Taizong said, "Don't you want to know what 'free time' means?" Tang Lici said softly, "The emperor is making fun of me." Taizong laughed, "You are free and easy, you can travel around the world in your leisure time, you can see flowers and smell willows in your leisure time. Only those who can practice Xuanqi are able to save him just now. "Didn't I say it right?" Tang Lici bowed and said, "What happened just now was just accidental." Taizong patted him, "I understand that you have nothing to do." If you mean to harm me, that's enough. It is God's will to give you to me. Maybe God's will is for you to help me." Tang Lici smiled slightly and answered humbly. Taizong smiled more and more. I was so happy that I almost forgot about the crisis just now.

The great **** Wang Jien helped Taizong take off the diadem he had worn in court. Several pearls fell off the diadem, all of which were rare treasures. However, they were stirred by the arrows and hit the ground again. There were spots on the surface of several pearls. It has scratches and is no longer bright and clean. Wang Jien placed the destroyed beads in another box and asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to purchase new beads that were exactly the same color and shape as the old beads. He then ordered the young **** to send the box to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and then change the emperor's clothes.

In the sky prison, Dali Temple immediately tortured the assassin, but the general result was sent after an hour. It turns out that the assassin who just carried out the assassination was from Liao. He sneaked into the palace to assassinate Taizong because of the grudge between Song and Liao. But how did he get in, how did he know that the emperor would pass by Ciyuan Hall, and how did the long arrow stained with poison come from? The man couldn't explain clearly. He only said that he had been planning this for a long time, but he could never find a way to enter the palace. Last night, someone suddenly sent a letter to him, drew a map for him to enter the palace, and gave him a piece of equipment with a drama. Poisonous Long Arrow, just because the letter was written in Daliao characters, most of the messengers were from Liao. Taizong was quite angry, but the Song Dynasty never took advantage of the Liao-Song war. Even though he was furious, he couldn't do anything. He immediately ordered extra personnel to protect the safety of the palace. If there are rumors about the assassin today, he will be killed immediately!

The palace was so busy that night that no one paid attention to the tray of pearls sent to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. One of them was no longer the Green Charm, but a sea pearl that was very similar in color, size and weight to the Green Charm. Tang Lici accompanied Taizong until late at night, then said goodbye. Before leaving, she heard that the imperial guard made a mistake and killed the assassin. There was another uproar in the palace. They are investigating who made the mistake. assassin.

The night breeze is clear, but there are clouds covering the moon above the head, making the moonlight not look very gentle, with a hint of icy chill. Tang Lici left the palace and got on the carriage. The driver rushed the carriage in the direction of Luoyang. The carriage shook, and the night wind outside the curtain invaded, making it very cold. The streets were deserted late at night, but I saw this gorgeous and lonely carriage hesitantly moving forward, and the crisp sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, like a dream beating an anvil in the cold.

A man jumped up to the roof and watched the carriage leave. His clothes were fluttering in the night wind. He looked at it for a long time and sighed slightly. The man on the roof was Yang Guihua. How could the assassin who wanted to assassinate suddenly get the map and poisonous arrows? How did he die suddenly... It's not that he didn't have suspicions, but this man's actions were too tortuous and clean, and he was so sophisticated that he didn't leave any clues or evidence. If it were him, why would he make such a fuss in the palace? To win the emperor's favor? Yang Guihua thought it was not the case. What was the reason for it? He had to investigate in detail.

Tang Lici was sitting in the carriage, and someone was following him behind him. He knew very well that what happened today was a change of situation, and it could not be hidden from the eyes of smart people. But Yang Guihua...he smiled slightly, he was no match. The late night mist invaded the curtains. He raised his left hand. The two scars on his wrist had not yet healed, and the third one was still bleeding.

Songshan Shaolin Temple.

Puzhu, the first abbot, has not left the monk's room for a day. Dacheng and Dabao don't take it seriously. Shaolin Temple is a place of Qingxiu. Even if a monk does not leave the monk's room for ten days and a half, it is nothing. In the monk's room, Pu Zhu, dressed in black and with long hair, sat silently at the table without saying a word. He was not thinking about Buddhism or practicing martial arts.

There was no one else in the room, but there was a vague fragrance. Puzhu looked at the remaining chess game on the table with a gloomy face. After a long time, he sighed deeply.

"...You...are no longer a saint..." In a daze, I remembered someone saying softly and tenderly in my ear, "Puzhu...Puzhu...did you know that from the time we first met in Yangliu Valley? , I know that you are actually not suitable for becoming a monk. Your heart is too hot, you have too much nostalgia for this world... you are too positive... and you are... too good for me..." The beautiful voice sounded in his trance. Becoming more and more unfamiliar, "You like me, you like me... It's the feeling of a man liking a woman..." He heard himself speaking, his voice was very stiff, "But you - it turns out you are not Women..."

"Hahaha... Would the abbot, who has no worries and believes that all living beings are equal, care about the difference between men and women?" The man smiled softly, "Both male and female monks are all Buddhists." He whispered, "You - you -"

"I want you to do something for me..." the gentle voice said, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to do things that violate your conscience, kill people and set fires, I just want you to... lead the Shaolin Temple, and the Central Plains Sword Association has already Don't talk about what happened or what is about to happen." Pu Zhu whispered, "Do you want Shaolin Temple to be immune to the chaos in the world?" The soft female voice said, "For now." Pu Zhu's voice turned cold. What are you doing in the Zhongyuan Sword Club?" The female voice said softly, "Puzhu..." The voice was sweet and charming, "Don't you believe me?" Puzhu hesitated, "I..."

"Shh... I won't do anything to harm Shaolin, don't worry." The female voice was still sweet and gentle, but to Pu Zhu's ears, it had a completely different taste. She did not threaten, but Puzhu understood deeply that the abbot of Shaolin Temple actually did such an unethical thing one night just after he became the abbot. The person who slept with him was a man. If such scandals were spread, If he goes out, his own reputation will be ruined. The centuries-old reputation of Shaolin Temple will be destroyed in one day and become a laughing stock in the world. For the sake of the Shaolin Temple, he couldn't resist, let alone... let alone this mysterious woman in peach clothes... deep down in his heart, he still hoped for an explanation.

Unconsciously, Pu Zhu sighed slowly. For the first time in his life, he felt at a loss. It was difficult to face himself, the future, and even Shaolin. If a strong enemy came at this time, When he was attacked, he drew his sword and fought. If he could die in this battle, it would be a great mercy from heaven to him.

But the Shaolin Temple has not faced a strong enemy for hundreds of years. Even the masked man in black the day before yesterday did not dare to walk into Shaolin openly. Even if someone dared to claim to be the best in the world, he would not be able to face hundreds of famous practitioners with unsatisfactory abilities. Even a secular Shaolin monk has no chance of winning if he attacks head-on.

There were two soft sounds of "Tuk-Tuk", and someone knocked on the door outside Puzhu's monk's room. Puzhu said in a low voice, "Come in." The person who entered was a young novice monk and bowed to Abbot Puzhu, "Abbott , Someone sent a letter outside the mountain gate, saying that he wanted to show it to the abbot. "Puzhu stood up and took the letter. The little novice clasped his hands and stepped back. He smelled the faint fragrance in the room, but didn't think much about it.

The letter was sent by Shao Yanping, and the content contained some words of congratulations on his appointment as abbot. After a long and lengthy letter, Shao Yanping wrote: "As if faced with a demonic obstacle, Shao Yanping sincerely sweeps the couch, treats each other with tea, and waits for the abbot to stay." "Puzhu frowned slightly, his heart was up and down, and he couldn't calm down at all. If it was the past, his mind was like a mirror. No matter how many puns there were on the paper, they could be ignored. But after the night before, even the slightest hint of overtones was enough to make He was distraught. What did Shao Yanping mean when he wrote this sentence? Could it be that he saw early on that he would encounter a demonic obstacle? But no matter how smart Shao Yanping is, he never imagined that he would face such a dead end... Suddenly, Puzhu's hands were covered with cold sweat. It was definitely not an option to obey orders. Things could not be hidden forever. It was necessary to speak frankly and listen. Let the temple rules deal with it, commit suicide and apologize, or leave Shaolin and go to a place where no one knows you? Or - just commit suicide silently and leave Nuoda Shaolin Temple aside and ignore it? No matter what method he uses, it goes against his original intention of being a monk and a human being. How to choose and how to give up?

"Abbot." Someone spoke slowly outside the door, "Old monk, can you come in?" Pu Zhu was slightly shocked. It was Zen Master Dacheng who spoke. He whispered, "Uncle Dacheng, please come in." There was a babbling sound. , the door opened again, and Dacheng Zen Master, who was tall and had a white beard on his chin, walked in. When he saw Pu Zhu holding Shao Yanping’s letter, his expression remained unchanged and he said slowly, “Abbot, you should move to the abbot Zen. There will be a novice here to take over the room. The items that should be taken away should have been sorted out, right?" Puzhu was slightly startled and speechless, "This..."

"Amitabha," Zen Master Dacheng proclaimed the Buddha's name, "If the abbot is worried, the monk's room can be cleaned by the old monk, and this letter can also be given to the old monk." Puzhu's expression changed in an instant, and he stood up suddenly, " You—" Zen Master Dacheng spoke slowly and in a calm tone, "Did the abbot forget what Tao Donor said? She asked you to keep your Shaolin lineage and not contact the Central Plains Sword Society. Have you forgotten it?" Puzhu was trembling all over. His face turned blue and white, "You - you -" Zen Master Dacheng put his hands together, "The old monk has no disrespect to the abbot, but there are some things that the old monk did not mention, and the abbot must not forget them, otherwise it will be very harmful to the Shaolin Temple. I hope the abbot will think twice." Pu Zhu looked at him, looking at the wrinkled old face with kind eyes, unable to tell that this respected Zen Master Dacheng was actually a member of the Western Peach Party. When did she... when did she recruit Dacheng Zen Master? Could it be... could it be that this was also a seduction scheme? For a moment, he didn't know whether it was shock, anger, madness or jealousy. Various emotions that he had never experienced in more than thirty years surged into his heart. The energy in his chest surged, and he immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood. Zen Master Dacheng looked at him coldly and said, "Abbott, you have a heavy responsibility, so please take care of yourself." He said goodbye and went out.

"Wait a minute!" Pu Zhu said sternly, "The abbot...it's the abbot's matter, but she wants you to help me...help me..." Zen Master Dacheng smiled slightly, "If this were not the case, based on what the abbot has done in the past, If you want to be the supreme master of Shaolin and the master of martial arts, are you really any worse than the abbot? Amitabha, the abbot should think twice." He folded his hands and retreated. Pu Zhu was shocked and angry. Standing in the room, the world I had believed in for more than thirty years suddenly collapsed. It turned out...it turned out...it turned out that everything was like this...she, her...friends for several years, the joy of countless moonlit conversations, my friend, you How can I trust you when you set up such a dangerous chess game? Are you really such a vicious person? If you want Shaolin Temple to stand by and watch, what do you want to do with the Zhongyuan Sword Club? How would you like to visit Shaolin Temple? How do you want to... me?