different paths

"What?" Qiu Wanzhan straightened his expression, showing a majesty that he didn't usually have.

Jia Wujue told him the ins and outs of the matter, and Qiu Wanzhan frowned when he heard this: "If it's as you said, the perpetrator doesn't seem to come here to pick flowers, but he seems to be looking for you and Yan Qixiang. troublesome."

"This matter is indeed very strange. I came this time to confirm the characteristics of the perpetrator with Qu Hongxiao. I heard that this person does not reveal his true face, but only wears a mask with nine heads."

"Nine-headed chapter ode?" Qiu Wanzhan raised his eyebrows, "This is really interesting."

"Brother Qiu, have you seen this kind of mask elsewhere?" Jia Wujue asked.

"Although I haven't seen it before, Lao Qu is no stranger to this mask." Qiu Wanzhan said, "I think you also know that many disciples of Zhuxian Villa have served as elegant musicians in the palace. The old owner When he was alive, he was always invited to give guidance whenever the court Nuo performances were performed in the previous dynasty. It was only because in the court Nuo performances of the previous dynasty, there was always a "jumping" and this "jumping" was very important for drums and cymbals. There are very strict requirements for speed, slowness, strength and weakness, which must be completed by a well-trained drummer."

"Why did the former emperor like to watch this Nuo opera?" Jia Wuchai asked in puzzlement.

Qiu Wanzhan smiled meaningfully: "You don't understand this. It's not the emperor who likes to watch 'Jump', but the imperial concubine."

"Oh?" Hearing the word 'noble concubine', Jia Wujue's thoughts turned, and he suddenly thought of the speculation about the six-faced god statue under the sword pavilion.

"It is said that the former emperor's favorite was not the empress, but a concubine who came from the Guli Kingdom in the Western Regions." Seeing Jia Wujue's curious expression, Qiu Wanzhan patted him on the shoulder and said, " But for any old storyteller, if you ask him to tell a story about the former imperial concubine Chaonan, you are guaranteed to tell him for three days and three nights without rest."

Jia Wuju rolled his eyes, and asked again: "Concubine Nan Gui likes to watch 'Jumping'. Could it be related to the religion of the Guli Kingdom?"

Qiu Wanzhan nodded: "Buddhism is prevalent in the Western Regions, but it is very different from Buddhism in the Central Plains. The "jumping" that Concubine Nan Gui likes to watch is originally a dance performed by lamas every year when they worship the sea. , intended to offer sacrifices to the God of the West Sea, and to pray for disaster relief, demons and demons. Every time the sea is sacrificed, the Zhang Song Dance is the highlight. After Nan Guifei entered the palace, she thought she would never see her hometown again. 'Tiao owe', I didn't expect that with the efforts of the old owner of Zhuxian Villa, the 'tiao owe' of the Western Regions was restored to its original flavor. Concubine Nan Gui was very moved, and the emperor was of course very happy. After rewarding Zhu Xian Villa, he even gave Zhu Xian Villa the nine-headed Zhangsong mask, which symbolizes the Dharma Guardian Vajra. Later, the former dynasty fell and the new emperor ascended the throne, but the nine-headed Zhangsong mask was still given to Zhu Xian Villa. It was treasured up as a rare treasure."

"It turns out that there is such a relationship between Zhuxian Villa and Jiutou Zhangsong." Jia Wujue sighed with emotion, but admired, "The Beggar Gang is the Beggar Gang, and they know such old things clearly."

"Everything in the world, if it happens, it will always leave traces, which is nothing." Qiu Wanzhan immediately looked at him, "Why are you suddenly interested in the affairs of the previous dynasty?"

Jia Wujue thought for a while, but he still didn't tell what he had seen and heard in Longyuan Villa, he just said: "It's not because I'm interested in the affairs of the previous dynasty, but I just heard you mention the Western Regions, so I thought of the Jiange in Longyuan Villa as an institution." The statue of God." Then, he glanced at Qiu Wanzhan, "Do you still remember?"

Qiu Wanzhan recalled for a moment, and then said: "The shape of the statue is indeed a bit weird."

"I found out later that the statue was a statue of Shiva. Shiva statues are rare in the Central Plains, but quite common in the Western Regions." Jia Wu deceived, "Therefore..."

Qiu Wanzhan understood and said: "You mean, the statue in Longyuan Villa is related to the Western Regions, and the nine-headed chapter song involved in this case is also from the Western Regions, so—" He said here, He paused suddenly, then looked at Jia Wuchai, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "I suddenly remembered something."

"Is it also related to the Western Regions?"

Qiu Wanzhan did not answer directly, but asked, "Do you remember the poison that Li Yan was poisoned that day?"

"Of course." Jia Wu bullied, "Corpse flowers are mostly found in Mengle Kingdom."

"The predecessor of the Mengle Kingdom was Nanzhao. After Nanzhao's subjugation, the tribe was divided into two branches. One branch migrated to the south and established Mengle, and the other went into exile in the north and merged into Guli." Qiu Wanzhan said, "Since They belong to the same clan, and the corpse flowers that the Mengle people can plant are no strangers to the Guli people."

"From this point of view, no matter it is Longyuan Villa or the Jiutou Zhangsong, it seems that they are inextricably linked with that Concubine Nan." Jia Wujue said with a long breath, "But the man has passed away. Who is it that wants to use these old things to stir up trouble?"

Qiu Wanzhan suddenly put away the smile on his face, looked deeply at Jia Wu and said: "Brother Jia, I can't say much else, but I just want to remind you, be careful of your brother-in-law."

Jia Wuju was astonished when he heard the words.

Panacea Peak, Suihanzhai.

The sky is like ink, and the moon is like a hook.

Yue Chentan sat cross-legged on the wooden chair, with three flowers gathered on his head, his heart turned to the sky, when he heard the door move suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly.The monk Shanzai walked in with a small porcelain bottle: "Uncle, this is the medicine that the master asked the poor monk to bring to you. Take one pill every day, it can help you open up the eight channels and break through the realm."

Yue Chentan nodded slightly, put the porcelain vase in his arms, and seeing Shanzai standing by the table in a daze, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Shanzai hesitated for a moment, and finally said cautiously: "Master still has some words, so the poor monk must pass them on to my junior uncle." Seeing that Yue Chentan was in trouble, his throat moved, and then said, "Master said, Among the seven emotions and six desires, the junior master can have joy, anger, sorrow, joy, fear and hatred, but only love. Desire is born of love, and love is the cause of all evils. Among the mud plows. If the little uncle wants to break through the last step of the eighteen mud plow palms, even if there is only a trace of love in his heart, he must cut the weeds and root them out."

Saying that, Shanzai looked at Yue Chentan's face, saw that the other party was sinking like water, and couldn't be sure what the other party was thinking for a moment, and when he hesitated, he heard Yue Chentan say coldly: "What else did the master say?"

"Master also said," maybe the other party's gaze was too sharp, Shanzai took a deep breath, settled his mind, and then said, "If the little uncle can't cut it off by himself...he doesn't mind helping a bunch."

"boom!"

Yue Chentan clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table.Shanzai was startled, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Little Martial Uncle, are you alright?" Looking at Yue Chentan with a cold face, Shanzai didn't dare to show his air, and asked tentatively from a long distance away.

"It's okay." Yue Chentan spit out two words coldly, then glanced at him and said, "Are you still leaving?"

"Uh," Shanzai was stunned for a moment, and then said hastily, "The little uncle rested earlier, and the poor monk will leave now." He turned around in a hurry, and only after walking outside the door did he dare to remind again, "Little brother Master uncle, don't forget to take medicine every day."

"understood."

Yue Chentan's indifferent voice came from inside the house, Shanzai sighed, shook his head and left Suihanzhai.

In the middle of the night, there were two people in the Sui Han Zhai who still did not fall asleep.Jia Wukai tossed and turned on the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the words Qiu Wanzhan told him during the day echoed in his mind——

"Be careful with your brother-in-law."

"Do you know that there is a saying circulating in the Jianghu recently - 'The imperial power is in the north, and Shaolin is in the south'."

"Think about the major events that have happened since Yue Chentan went down the mountain. Which one didn't increase his reputation?"

Jia Wujue opened his arms with a "snap" and lay down on the couch in a large font. The doubts related to Yue Chentan were not aroused by Qiu Wanzhan's words, but they were aggravated by Qiu Wanzhan's words .He wanted to avoid this kind of suspicion from the bottom of his heart, but the more he probed into it, the more he found various signs that Yue Chentan seemed to have a secret relationship with these many incidents.Although he didn't explain it to Qiu Wanzhan, Yue Chentan appeared under the heavily-trapped sword pavilion and was kidnapped by Yan Ku. This incident alone made him have an unavoidable suspicion of Yue Chentan's identity. suspicious.

Friends make friends, all rely on a word of letter.

Whether it is the word "friend" or the word "faith", once Jia Wujue thinks of it, he feels at a loss and worried.The more he wanted to put everything down and go to sleep quickly, the more active his mind became, and the words Shen Tan in Liufan Mountain Zhongyue said to him caught off guard and played back in his mind——

"It's just friendship, the most important thing is honesty. Since I met your Excellency, I have asked myself, and I have not lied in any way."

Yue Chentan's disappointment and exhaustion when he said these words, his fear and uneasiness after hearing these words, all kinds of emotions flooded into his heart like a tide.When the tide receded, Jia Wujue suddenly realized that Yue Chentan would never hide anything from himself, if he had any doubts, just ask him to clarify, if he couldn't find the answer, it must be that even he himself didn't know the reason .

He secretly calculated in his heart that he would not easily become suspicious of his senior brothers in the valley, and Yue Chentan was different from them. As for the reason for the difference, although he couldn't say that he was ugly, but it was still special. .

This particularity made him willing to believe without reservation, without a doubt.

Yue Chentan had an uneasy night.After taking the pills, from head to toe, up to the center of the eyebrows down to Yongquan, 36 death points throbbed suddenly and stabbed like needles.When it was Chou, a bone-piercing chill arose from the dantian, spread along the twelve meridians including the three yin and three yang, and rampaged through his body, arousing involuntary convulsions wherever he went.Yue Chentan gritted his teeth, and finally restrained the urge to moan in pain. His forehead was sweating, his lips were black, and under the tremendous pain, he finally fell into a trance.

When delirious, there seems to be a Sanskrit sound.The Sanskrit sound came into his ears uninvited, and it roared in his mind like a thunderbolt, making him who was already in a trance even more confused.

A cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind, with a familiar tone and familiar voice, as if it was not the first time he heard: "Does it hurt?"

"Pain." He thought dazedly.

"Remember this kind of pain is all caused by the evil love in your heart. If you don't want to suffer like this again, you should know what to do."

"..." He instinctively refused the "what should be done".

"Idiot!" The voice in my head sneered and sarcastically, "If you persist in your obsession, then bear the pain caused by this evil. If you don't let go now, you will only resent, hate, and hate more in the future..."

The cold scolding sound in his mind was getting closer and further away, Yue Chentan closed his eyes tightly, curled up on the bed, the intensifying pain made him, who still had a glimmer of clarity, quickly pass out.

When the consciousness was dying, there was only a gatha sung in a low voice by the Sanskrit voice: "Those whose hearts are stained with love will fall into karma; those whose hearts are separated from love will go out of reincarnation."