Chapter 9: Cultural context

After five lightning lights, a large pit with a diameter of about twenty meters had been blasted out on the ground, and a hunched figure in the middle of the pit was lying on the ground, and his body was still trembling from time to time.

"Brother, your thunder method is so fierce?" Zhu Hanwen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old woman's appearance.

"I laugh at you and laugh at you, but I still don't have good skills. If you don't have brothers, you will be restrained, just preparing to set up the array will be enough to die dozens of times. Haven't you asked the name of Gao yet?" The little Taoist priest's face improved a lot at this time, and he stood up and bowed and said.

"What a big name? My name is Zhu Hanwen, what do you call it?"

"I'm descending to the mortal world. My master is the real person of the Shenxiao Sect. Brother Zhu will take a moment, and I will kill this blood demon first. Let's talk about it in another place. Otherwise, when she recovers her vitality, it will not be so easy for you and I to solve her." As he said that, Fan Chen held the sword in his hand and slashed at the old woman.

"Wait, brother Dao, what I heard from the old man's words are all about national hatred and family hatred, and even accusing you and I of being a traitor. Will there be any misunderstandings here?" Zhu Hanwen asked.

"Hey, Brother Zhu, you don't know that this kind of blood demon is not an isolated case. Shenzhou has been in war for many years, and there are countless fellows like her who have refined countless people's blood for various reasons, and the resentment of the people turned into the body of the blood demon. No matter who they were before or what they had done, as long as they transform into the blood demon, they will become extreme, murderous, cruel, and ruthless after they transform into the blood demon. Brother Zhu, don't stop us. Now our true energy is greatly damaged. If she waits for a while, you and I will be buried here." After that, Fanchen pinched the sword technique in his hand, and the lightning flashed on the sword in his hand, making a gesture like an old woman killing it.

"Hmph, what a famous and upright faction. You are not sure about defending your country, loyal ministers and generals can't stand shamanism and sacrifice their lives for the country, and you can't stand up for justice. You have broken into hundreds of thousands of people in Meiling City and were slaughtered, and you can't help you rescue them. When I came to the imperial capital to take revenge, I never saw you dare to learn from the Changchun Zhenren's words. On the contrary, my cultivation level was greatly damaged. When I broke the seal, I took the opportunity to sneak attack and get the bargain. "Hmph, you are the right time to attack and get the bargain." The old woman lay on the ground and looked at Fanchen sinisterly. "Hmph, you are a famous and upright faction, I bah!"

"Maybe you were also a fellow senior before, and you were deeply impressed by your sacrifice for the country, but the devil's way is the devil's way. If you don't get rid of you, let the resentment of this sea of ​​blood spread, the consequences will be unimaginable. I will offend you!" Fan Chen stopped talking like lightning, and his sword cut at the old woman.

Zhu Hanwen wanted to stop him again, but felt that what both sides said made sense. He hesitated for a moment. At the moment when he was hesitating, a lightning flashed, and the old woman's eyebrows were penetrated by a sword by Fan Chen. What the old woman's originally ferocious face showed was not resentment, not ferociousness, but full of unwillingness.

"Mr. Daolin! Liu Zhaoji, Ma Yingkui, He Junshi, and hundreds of thousands of compatriots in Meiling City, I am sorry that I am unable to expel the Tartars, and I am unable to avenge you, and I cannot comfort your spirit in heaven!" As I spoke, two lines of blood and tears flowed down her mottled cheeks.

As a burst of lightning surged out from the sword body, the old woman was beaten to ashes by the lightning and drifted away with the wind.

Seeing that the old woman had been destroyed, Fan Chen took the sword back to the scabbard, pinched the magic trick with his hands, and the entire barrier collapsed, and the two returned to the real world.

At this time, Zhu Hanwen's eyes were full of confusion. A fellow who was suffering from national hatred and family hatred, and a senior who only wanted to expel the Tartars and avenge his compatriots before his death. He sealed it here for hundreds of years and never hurt others. Is it necessary to eradicate it just because he practiced evil martial arts? Is there really no other way to stop her from causing trouble to the world? Or will she really do the same for the world? Zhu Hanwen can't give her an answer. When Fanchen saw Zhu Hanwen's appearance, he bowed to Zhu Hanwen and said:

"It seems that Brother Zhu's elders have never told you about the dangers of this blood demon. If the blood demon wants to maintain his magic power, he must often replenish his blood in the sea of ​​blood, and he also needs to absorb resentment and maintain his magic power. If he does not replenish it for a short time, he may not see any clues, but as long as he has experienced the battle, the blood sea and resentment are consumed and not replenished for a long time, she will feel as uncomfortable as the blood in her body has been drained. At that time, she will lose all her rationality and only think about obtaining blood, and resentment becomes a complete devil. What do you think she will do next?"

Seeing Zhu Hanwen standing still in a daze, as if he had not listened to his words, Fanchen sighed, shook his head and said nothing. He was a proud and indifferent person. Seeing the confused boy in front of him, the relationship between the two of them just now was a little lighter, and he said that he was not planning to do anything.

"It seems that my brother is still a little confused. Then I won't bother me anymore. The mountains are high and the road is long, and there will be a period of time later." After that, he turned around and left.

Zhu Hanwen looked at the Taoist priest who came from or went from not knowing where to come from, but had lived and died for less than two hours. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only watch his figure gradually disappear into the night.

Forget it, no matter what right or wrong, as long as you are worthy of yourself, Zhu Hanwen was trying to make excuses himself. Seeing that it was still early in the night, he rushed to the next place.

Xiaoshihu Hutong is different from No. 81 Chaonet and Li Wang Mansion. It is not the kind of unique courtyard, and can be arranged in large barriers. It used to be a small alley where some ordinary people live, but now it has become an alley at the back door of a large shopping mall. There are only a few elderly families left on the north side. The rumors are not as terrifying as before. It is just that there will be women singing operas and chanting poems here at night.

This place is already one of the most lively places in the imperial capital. There are pedestrians coming and going at any time. The yang energy is so strong that there is no possibility of any unjust soul entrenchment. The alley was not long, and after walking back and forth several times, I recited the "Sky Eye Sect" countless times, but there was no abnormality. This made Zhu Hanwen a little depressed, but the old guy said that he would definitely make his sense to come here, and there should be something else he had ignored.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the sanitation workers had begun to clean the streets in an orderly manner. With the rustling sound of sweeping the floor, the sound of women singing vaguely came from the north wall yard. Yes, although this place has always been very lively, it will be deserted no matter what.

Looking for the sound, I found the yard where the sound was made, and a run-up runner climbed over the wall and jumped into the yard. I looked at the surrounding environment. The yard was not big, only ten meters square, and surrounded by residents with black lights. Under a jujube tree in the middle of the yard, a woman in blue stood graceful and graceful, and the singing came from her.

"One is a fairy flower in Langyuan, and the other is a beautiful jade without flaws.

If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life;

If there is a strange fate, how can the mind eventually become empty?

One is in vain and the other is in vain to worry about it.

One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror.

I wonder how many tears can be in my eyes,

How can we prevent autumn flowing to the end of winter and spring flowing to summer!”

The song was like crying and complaining, and the lingering sound was lingering. After the song was sung, the woman in green turned around and gave a little blessing to Zhu Hanwen who was already obsessed with.

"This month, many Taoist scholars have come here to search for traces of my family. I guess the young master is here to leave a cultural heritage for Meng Ruan, right?"

"Cultural context? What kind of cultural context?" Zhu Hanwen just woke up, "I came here at the order of my master, but my master did not tell me about cultural context."

"Since you don't know the cultural context, you are not a destiny. Go back quickly and don't delay the destiny." An arrogant voice came from outside the wall. Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed in and fell steadily in front of the woman in blue and bowed and said.

"Tianyi Pavilion, Fan Li, I have met a girl. I came here to ask Mr. Qinxi to return to Tianyi Pavilion for offerings."

Zhu Hanwen looked up and down at the young man in front of him. He was wearing casual clothes, tall and handsome. He looked like the male lead in a TV idol drama, but he exuded arrogance all over his body, which made people not very catching a cold.

"It turned out that he was the eldest son of the Six Arts of the Fan Family, who was disrespectful and disrespectful. However, whether he was a destined person cannot be decided by the young master. When Meng Ruan left a message back then, everyone who could meet me here was a destined person. As for the belonging of the cultural context, it depends on your fate."

The woman in green gave Fan Li a little blessing and said slowly, her tone was gentle but could not be questioned.

"All the guests are here, please follow me."

"Let's wait!" Another figure fell down. "White Deer Cave, Xu Gong, I'm really embarrassed to come one step late after seeing the girl." Another gentle young man bowed his hand to the woman in green.

"I have seen the third young master of Bailu Cave. My family is polite. There shouldn't be anyone coming today. Please follow me, three young masters."

The woman in green gave Xu Gong a little blessing, turned around and walked towards the jujube tree, and her figure slowly disappeared on the trunk of the jujube tree. It turned out that the barrier entrance here was on the jujube tree.

Fan Li looked at the two behind him and stepped into the barrier first. Only Zhu Hanwen and Xu Gong were left in the courtyard. Xu Gong apologized slightly to Zhu Hanwen and said

"Brother, you came first, I'll leave the last one."

Zhu Hanwen nodded at him, turned around and stepped into the barrier. Since the old guy was so anxious to let him do it, it should be for the sake of this cultural context. Go in and see the situation first.

As he plunged into the jujube tree, the scene in front of him changed. The originally narrow and deserted yard suddenly turned into a mansion. The woman in green and Fan Li, who had entered earlier, were in a small courtyard not far away. After walking a few steps, he saw a few rocks in the courtyard, planted banana trees, and there were two cranes there, picking feathers under the pine trees. There were various cages hanging on the corridor, and various fairy birds and birds were hanged. There were five small rooms above, with fresh flowers in the upper body, with a plaque hanging on it, four large characters, and the inscription was "Yihong and Quick Green".

"Okay, you all have arrived. Meng Ruan's literary context is in this Yihong Courtyard. Who is advanced?" The voice of the woman in green pulled back Zhu Hanwen's attention.

At this time, Fan Li had already walked to the door, glanced at Zhu Hanwen and Xu Gong contemptuously, and said proudly:

"Mr. Qinxi's cultural heritage is naturally a place where people are virtuous. My Tianyi Pavilion has been established for nearly 500 years and has collected books in the world. It is the best of Confucianism. I would like to invite Mr. Qinxi's cultural heritage to enter the "Dongming Caotang" of the ancestor pavilion of my Tianyi Pavilion to be worshipped for generations."

"The "Dongming Caotang" is a great scholar in Tianyi Pavilion established a school. It was built by Fan Qin's ancestor. It is the foundation of Tianyi Pavilion establishment. It can be seen that your party is very sincere to Mengruan. Please come in." The woman in green said lightly.

"Thank you!" Fan Li stepped into Yihong courtyard, the door closed and there was no rest. Zhu Hanwen was curious and looked inside, wanting to see what Fan Li was doing through the window, and more importantly, he wanted to know what this so-called "cultural context" was that would allow disciples of famous Confucian sects in the world to come and compete.

"You don't need to watch the station. The barrier supported by Mr. Qinxi's cultural context in Yihong Courtyard is not accessible to ordinary magical powers and magic weapons. It is useless to look at it like this. Let's wait calmly." Xu Gong was speechless at Zhu Hanwen's appearance that he had never seen the world.

"Oh, okay." He seemed to find that he could not see the situation inside. Zhu Hanwen scratched his head and retreated back to the yard.

After about a stick of incense, the door of the house opened, and a ball of purple air dragged Fan Li out of the house and gently placed it on the ground. Looking at Fan Li again, he lay on the ground with his eyes dull. His originally handsome face was filled with appreciation, admiration, and then he became very reluctant and heartbroken.

"Fairy! Fairy! Xiaoke is willing to accompany you away from the mortal world. I will go wherever you go. I don't care about anything, what kind of cultivation and governance are. Xiaoke is willing to stay by the fairy, recite poems with the fairy every day, smell the fragrance and taste tea, fairy! Fairy is fairy! Fairy! Don't leave! Fairy! Don't leave! Ah!!!" With a heart-wrenching roar, Fan Li stood up with red eyes and broke into Yihong Courtyard again.

"Young Master Fan, you have not passed Mengruan's test, please respect yourself." The woman in green stopped in front of Fan Li.

"What kind of test! I don't want anything. I just want to go with the fairy. Don't stop me!" Fan Li's eyes were red, like a wild beast, and rushed towards the door of the house.

"Brother Fan, you came first after you went to the team and joined the subway. You were already rude. Since you failed Mr. Qinxi's test, you should go home to think about your mistakes and reflect on yourself. Your current appearance of being vicious and stupid is really shameful to us scholars!" Xu Gong's figure flashed in front of Fan Li.

"What do I have to do with you? Go away quickly, otherwise I won't blame me for turning my back on me!" Fan Li seemed to have lost his mind, and with a move, a volume of ancient scrolls came out of thin air. The ancient scrolls unfolded one by one, with ink marks on seal script toward Xu Gong's seal.

"Irregular!" Xu Gong shouted loudly, and a purple air on his back soared into the sky, echoing the stars in the sky.

"This boy has such cultivation!" The woman in green exclaimed.

Look at Xu Gong again, standing with his head held high and chants in his mouth.

"The position of the great prime minister is in charge of the six rules for building a country, and to assist the king in governing the country: one is to govern the country, to govern the government, to punish the people. The second is to teach the country, to disturb the people. The third is to rituals, to harmonize the country, to govern the country, to harmonize the people. The fourth is to political rules, to pacify the country, to correct the people, to equalize the people. The fifth is to punish the country, to punish the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, to correct the people, and to correct the people. The sixth is to conduct the affairs rules, to enrich the country, to serve the people, to give birth to the people."

"The Heavenly Official, the Great Prison" said the words of the sage. Xu Gong held his head up and took steps forward. Every step, a purple air was taken on the body of the sage. After taking a total of six steps, Fan Li had changed from the crazy and violent moment just now to the perseverance. The generations of these two people, ages and practice time, are not much different, but now they see that their cultivation is far from being different.

Looking at Fan Li on the ground, Zhu Hanwen took a breath. This Confucian magical power is so powerful!

"Thank you, Brother Xu, I was confused by the illusion of Fairy Jinghuan just now, and I was rude. If Brother Xu had not enlightened me with the truth of "The Book of Zhou", I would have been really a laughing joke today!" Fan Li sat up and bowed to Xu Gong.

"Actually, Brother Fan can show this, which shows that Brother Fan is also a person with the most affectionate nature. Since he has awakened, then Brother Zhu, please." Xu Gong smiled slightly.

"Don't be so polite. This context sounds like your Confucian treasure. I, an outsider, should be the last one." Zhu Hanwen waved his hand.

"Since this is the case, I'm so disrespectful." Xu Gong was not polite, and turned around and pushed the door into Yihong Courtyard.

And the moment he turned around, Zhu Hanwen saw a drop of ink on the corner of his clothes, exactly the same as the ink on the ancient scroll Fan Li had just sacrificed. He believed Fan Li had also seen this scene.

"I was reckless just now and almost made a big mistake. I hope the girl will give up." Fan Li's pale face slowly turned blood on her face. She stood up to tidy up her clothes, and then changed back to her handsome appearance before. Seeing the woman in green apologizing to him, she took a few steps back with her hands and turned away, without looking at Yihongyuan again, she was extremely casual.

Seeing that Fan Li had left, Zhu Hanwen couldn't help but look at Yihong Courtyard nervously, wondering what Xu Gong would encounter. After a while, a purple air spread out from the house and enveloped the entire Yihong Courtyard. The woman in green frowned slightly, as if she was a little angry. At this time, the door of the house opened, and a figure bowed and retreated. It was Xu Gong.

"Since the young master has no chance, don't force it." The woman in green stepped forward and said.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm leaving." Xu Gong looked ashamed, even Zhu Hanwen next to him ignored him, turned around and walked out of the barrier.

"You are the only one left, please." said the woman in green.

"Oh, okay, thank you girl." Zhu Hanwen pushed the door and walked into the house. He didn't see that the woman in green smiled bitterly when she walked into the house, turned into a cloud of blue smoke and disappeared.

When Zhu Hanwen walked into the house, he found that the structure here was different from that of ordinary ancient houses, and there was no separation. After a closer look, it turned out that there were exquisite wooden boards on all sides, such as "flowing clouds and hundreds of bats", "three friends in the cold year", landscape figures, feathers and flowers, collections, ancient times, or endless blessings and longevity. All kinds of patterns were carved by famous hand-carved, colorful gold and jade.

One inner wall is a one inner wall, either a book is stored, a tripod is set, a pen and inkstone is placed, a vase of flowers, or a bonsai is placed. The inner wall is round, square, sunflower, banana leaves, or a chain of half a jade. It is really a cluster of flowers, exquisite and transparent.

Suddenly, the five-colored gauze was covered with small windows; Suddenly, the colorful silk was lightly covered, like a secluded environment. The walls were filled with troughs made of antique toys, such as zithers, swords, and bottles, all hanging on the wall, but they were all level with the wall.

Through the hollowed-out wooden board, I vaguely saw a middle-aged scholar sitting dejectedly on the wooden chair beside the couch. He seemed to feel Zhu Hanwen's eyes, looked at him with his head tilted, and said:

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the person from the City God Temple was picky and picky, and finally found such a prudent and vulgar guy to come to me."
Chapter completed!