Chapter 182: The Old Eight True Works
"Its wife?" Li Nan was even more puzzled.
"The cadre and Mo Ye are male and female swords that come out of the same furnace. Originally, they were a couple, and the cadres would follow me and bury them in the ground for more than a thousand years, so it's no wonder that they will be excited to meet again?" I explained to Li Nan with a smile.
"How can you be buried in the ground for more than a thousand years? It will still be excited?" I explained, making Li Nan even more confused.
"There are many swords with sword spirits, and sword spirits are equivalent to human consciousness, but no one's consciousness is so complicated. I explained his second question to Li Nan, and as for the first one, if I want to explain it to him clearly, I guess it will be dark.
Two miles was not far away, and it didn't take long for us to come to the outside of the wooden building, where an old woman in a dark gray robe was already waiting in the open space outside the house.
"Junior Ma Wen Tingyi knocks on his uncle and ancestor!" When the old woman saw me coming, she suddenly knelt on her knees and bowed.
I was already flattered by Ma Qianli's fanfare before, and Wen Tianyi's actions made me even more at a loss, an old man in his seventies kowtowed to you and saluted, and anyone would not be able to accept it.
"Auntie, get up quickly!" I hurriedly stepped forward to pick her up, and after thinking about it, I used the trick of moving mountains to slowly help her up, although I couldn't accept it, but the seniority was there, although she was old and decrepit, she was still a woman after all, and I had to pretend to be an elder anyway.
Who knew that after Wen Tianyi was helped up by me, he kindly grabbed my hand and looked me up and down, and only spoke after a while, "The appearance of the little uncle has not changed at all." ”
"Auntie, in fact, I have been reincarnated as a human being, you can just call me smaller. "I tried to correct her salutation. I wondered how she knew what I looked like in my previous life.
"That's not good, the seniority can't be messed up," Wen Tianyi said and turned around and reprimanded Li Nan, thinking that he didn't know the rules and walked in front of the elders, in fact, Li Nan can't be blamed for this matter at all, he is the one who leads the way, and what kind of road does he lead when he walks behind.
Trained Li Nan away, Wen Tianyi took my hand affectionately and entered the house, the furnishings in the room are very simple, there is no luxury of other sect heads, it seems that Ma Qianli is still a good person. A large hole had been broken in the window due south, and the cadre's volley was attached to the scabbard of Mo Ye's sword hanging on the north wall of the room, but Mo Xie was not unsheathed. I secretly snickered when I saw it, this Mo Xie is still shy.
After the big ceremony, Wen Tianyi's attitude towards me changed quickly, and she greeted me with kindness, asking questions about the east and west, and her tone and demeanor were more like my grandmother. However, she refused to change the title of the little uncle and ancestor, and had no choice but to call her own, I called my aunt, and she called her little uncle and ancestor.
After learning that the Ziyang Temple had been rebuilt by me, Wen Tianyi insisted that I hold a ceremony to open the sect, and also claimed to gather fellow disciples to celebrate, but in the end I refused, because the current Buddhism and Taoism have a special religious management committee responsible for management, and our Ziyang Temple will definitely not pass the review, and I and the Vajra Cannon are always running around and have no time to take care of the sect's affairs.
"How do you know what I used to look like?" I began to ask my own questions.
Wen Tianyi pushed a plate of sunflower seeds picked by himself in front of me, "Originally, the ancestors left a lot of portrait files, but unfortunately during the Cultural Revolution, some were burned by the Red Guards on the mountain. ”
"Take it out and I'll take a look. "After a thousand years, I naturally miss the starling very much, I can't see myself, and it's good to be able to see his pen and ink.
Wen Tianyi hurriedly stood up and walked to the inner room, and after a few moments, he took out a few scrolls that were already slightly broken.
After I took it, I slowly opened one of them, and I couldn't help but feel a throbbing in my heart, this pair turned out to be the true work of Starling Wen Xiaofeng. ”
The portrait depicts the scene of the nine disciples of the Ziyang Temple celebrating the birthday of the three saints, who are wearing purple robes, facing south and facing the north to sit in the position of the master, with a graceful and slight smile.
Senior brother Ma Lingfeng was at the top of the left side, with a strange expression, as if he was thoughtful.
The second senior brother, Qi Yufeng, was in second place, and he was smiling and stretching out his thumb to express his admiration for the ram Yifeng who performed the fire resistance technique in the field.
The third senior brother Long Qifeng is a python body, which is originally feminine, so its body on the portrait is slightly backwards, as if it is afraid.
The fourth senior brother Huang Sufeng was secretly looking at Murong Chaifeng who was sitting on the right side, but he didn't expect such a detail to be captured by the eighth child.
Fifth Senior Brother Ye Aofeng was looking down at a small brocade box he had placed on the table, which contained a purple jade golden toad that he had dedicated to the Three Saints True Person.
The sixth senior sister Murong Chaifeng is short in stature, and she is hiding her face with her sleeves at the moment, and her eyebrows and eyes are secretly looking at the fourth child, which is obviously deliberately exaggerated by the eighth child.
The seventh senior brother Ram Yifeng was in the middle of the main hall with one hand at the moment, and what was turned into was the eight ancient seals of fire that "Ziyang Guan Qi, Longevity and Tianqi".
Eighth Senior Brother Wen Xiaofeng himself was sitting in danger at this time, looking like a master. This point was also tampered with by him, in fact, at that time, he was stunned by Lao Qi's fire control technique, and his mouth was open.
The demeanor of the little junior brother Yu Chengfeng also beautified him, in fact, at that time, Yu Chengfeng was secretly using the mountain moving trick to move a date to the mouth of the eighth child.
Looking at the three saints and the nine disciples in the picture scroll, I couldn't help myself for a while, this is the last family photo of Ziyang Temple, not long after the birthday of the three saints, it happened that the senior brother Ma Lingfeng murdered the nine senior brother Yu Chengfeng, since then Ziyang Temple has had too many changes, the senior brother was expelled, the fourth senior brother was punished to face the wall, the nine senior brothers resigned and went down the mountain, the three sects were exterminated, the three saints were autopsied, and the second senior brother led the crowd to the East China Sea。
"Uncle Xiaoshi, do you see who you are?" Wen Tianyi stretched out his hand and pointed to Yu Chengfeng on the picture scroll.
"Indeed I am. I retracted my thoughts and sighed.
"It's a good thing you left these scrolls, otherwise you wouldn't have known me?" I looked up and smiled at her. Wen Qiyi did not inherit the age of the Guanqi valve, and obviously did not practice the spell of the Guanqi valve, and the little red aura on his body was just the result of his usual meditation.
"No, I've seen this painting a long time ago, I remember all the looks of you people, but I did suffer a lot back then, I was dragged out by the Red Guards to parade the streets, with a big sign of "Cow Ghost Snake God" hanging on my neck with a thin wire, and I had to wear a big hat made of wallpaper on my head, and I had to shout "I am a goddess, I am a goddess" while walking. Wen Tingyi laughed as she spoke.
I looked up and smiled at her and didn't say anything, I haven't personally experienced the history she said, so naturally I can't empathize, but according to the articles and reports I have read before, I feel that people at that time must have been crazy, breaking the four old ones can dig their own ancestral graves, and the Great Leap Forward can blow out 10,000 catties of pigs.
"Little Uncle Ancestor, look at this one," Wen Tianyi said and opened another picture scroll, "I still haven't understood this demon subjugation map, how could the ancestor and the ancestor fight each other in the clothes of the Ming Dynasty?"
When I heard this, I quickly took the scroll handed over by Wen Tianyi, and at first glance, it was as if I had been hit by five thunderbolts, and I couldn't even say anything under the excitement. Trembling hands, he took out the cigarette from his underwear, lit it and took a few puffs, finally suppressing his emotions, "This is not a demon subjugation diagram." ”
"It's clearly written here that the demon subjugation diagram is written. Wen Tiyi stretched out her hand and pointed to a few handwritings at the bottom of the scroll.
The two people who are fighting on the picture scroll are the old Wuye Aofeng and Wen Xiaofeng himself, and the huge green dragon beside him has an obvious defect on the tail, which is the old Sanlong who has successfully turned into a dragon in the Yuan Dynasty.
I stretched out my hand and pointed at Ye Aofeng with a hideous face on the portrait, "That green dragon is not a demon, he is!"