Lanke Chess Edge

In fact, Yin Zhong doesn't like reading very much, but he has a father and brother who are too good, and he is not stupid, so he has always been good at reading.

But Yin Zhong has always been under pressure in his heart, and studying hard is more to respond to the expectations of his family and to prevent outsiders from looking down on Yin's family.

But now when he saw this book with a yellow face, Yin Zhong immediately fell in love with it. Maybe the key is because the two words on this book are so beautiful.

He grabbed the book on the table at once, flipped through a few pages, and found that it was full of words, but upon closer inspection, it was not all words. Many words formed a picture-like thing with various hidden lines. track.

This book naturally has mysteries in it, although Yin Zhong is reading it with gusto now, it is because he has something extraordinary in himself, and the book is also deliberately written by Ji Yuan for Yin Zhong.

If an ordinary person gets this book, he will feel dizzy after reading it for a while, and he may faint if he persists.

Yin Chong couldn't put it down and flipped through the two pages. He only felt that some of the words that looked like formations could be combined in a regular way. There was even a picture of a strong front and a strong formation in his mind, which was fun and magical.

"Mr. Ji, I don't know how many people want to ask for my father's calligraphy. I didn't expect your handwriting to be even more beautiful, which is much better than theirs. Oh yes, I read your original book. I was confused. I knew it a long time ago. Your handwriting is better than theirs!"

Ji Yuan looked at him.

"You kid, you didn't say that to please me, did you?"

"No, no! I'm telling the truth!"

Yin Zhong raised his head and showed a sincere smile, but at the same time he did not forget the original purpose of coming.

"Mr. Ji, you haven't finished the scary ghost story you told last time, so tell me about it!"

"Yo? Are you not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid! I'm a man, and I'm going to be a general in the future!"

Seeing that he was serious, Ji Yuan nodded clearly, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked a question in doubt.

"I heard that some people didn't dare to sleep alone last night, so they went to the elder brother's room?"

"Well……"

Yin Zhong's expression froze, he scratched his head and drank water in embarrassment, but Ji Yuan just teased him like this, so he should say it.

"Hu'er, you have to remember, whether it's a corpse or a ghost, or even a demon or a demon, you can be afraid, but don't lose your courage at any time."

"Can mortals fight against demons and goblins?"

Although Yin Zhong is young, his education and vision are far beyond comparison. Compared with Yin Qing back then, he is also much stronger. Sometimes he really speaks like a little adult.

Hearing this question, Ji Yuan said with a serious expression.

"Not all mortals can fight against demons and goblins, but mortals have the possibility to fight against demons. The monsters you think of are the stronger ones among the monsters. There are countless spirits and ghosts in the world, and some are weak. Maybe you will die when you pinch it. Hu Yun, a fox demon, was almost bitten to death by a big yellow dog before."

"Huh? It? Almost killed by a dog?"

Yin Zhong listened, and when he heard this, his thoughts were distorted.

"Hehe, that's right. It's in Ning'an County, so it's still very afraid of dogs. By the way, you'd better pretend you don't know about it in front of him."

Ji Yuan said this in a low voice, and Yin Zhong lowered his voice subconsciously.

"got it!"

"Well, in addition, don't underestimate the thousands of human races, how many ghosts are envious of being born as human beings, not to mention that those with high martial arts skills can also deal with some ghosts, and some special people are not even afraid of becoming evil spirits. On the contrary, it will make all the demons and heretics go around him."

Yin Zhong was taken aback again.

"Sir, are you talking about a fairy? This is still a mortal..."

"If you put it this way, such a character is indeed not an ordinary person. After all, he has achieved extraordinary achievements, and ghosts and gods have to give him face."

Yin Zhong was very curious.

"Mr. Ji, has anyone seen anyone like this before?"

Ji Yuan had a playful and funny expression on his face.

"Not only I have seen it, but you have seen it too."

"I've seen it too?"

Yin Zhong was dumbfounded again.

"That's right, the most representative example is your father, Dazhen's minister Yin Zhaoxian, Lord Yin. Your father is full of righteousness, and the light of uprightness washes away all directions, and evil things dare not get close, and even the younger generation can recognize it at a glance. , as long as the Dazhen Emperor himself is not stupid, your father will be the Dinghaishenzhen of the Dazhen Dynasty!"

Yin Zhong looked at Ji Yuan in a daze, saw his serious face, and the moonlight in the depths of his eyes, and murmured in his mouth while believing it.

"My father is so powerful...By the way, Mr. Ji, what is Dinghaishenzhen? It sounds even more powerful!"

If a fairy cultivator or ghosts and gods asked Ji Yuan about this question, he might have laughed or prevaricated, but since Yin asked again, Ji Yuan didn't care, as the story was finished.

"The so-called God Needle of Dinghai is an extraordinary treasure of the immortal family. Standing in the sea to stabilize the tsunami waves, the weight is also exaggerated..."

Obviously, the story of Dinghaishenzhen attracted Yin Zhong more than the previous ghosts, and he was fascinated by it without knowing it.

That night, Yin Zhong, who had been planning to squeeze in his brother's room yesterday with a stern face, changed his mind and went back to his own room, lighting the oil lamp all night to read the "Character Array" he just got.

He thinks this book is great because it is even more interesting than those strange novels. The combination of various arrays can even feel the subtle state between the two sides, some aggressive, some not. Moving like a mountain, some are full of wisdom and thoroughness, some are multi-line formations, and the direction and meaning of the words are consistent. With the addition of some subtle distances and combined shapes, this feeling can also be produced.

...

Counting thousands of miles away from Dazhen in the north, Daliang Temple in Tongqiu Mansion of Tingliang Kingdom is even busier than usual because of the New Year.

Due to the existence of Daliang Temple, the people of Tongqiu Mansion have gradually formed a local folk custom, that is, during the New Year and some important festivals, they all go to Daliang Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. It is also best to invite eminent monks from Daliang Temple.

The crowds inside and outside Daliang Temple were bustling, and the monks of Daliang Temple also allocated manpower to maintain order and lead the way for lost pilgrims as before. If you want to buy something to eat, you can buy it at any time.

On this day, Tie Feng, who had already returned to the capital of Tingliang Kingdom, came to Daliang Temple again. The main reason was that his mother would come to Daliang Temple to offer incense on the occasion of the New Year, so he accompanied him.

As a family of some powerful officials, when they came, it was natural that the servants in the carriage opened the way. Although Tie Feng didn't like riding in a carriage, he couldn't let his old mother walk, so it was rare to come to Daliang Temple together in a carriage.

"Woo~~~"

"Old lady, Second Lord, the Daliang Temple is here."

The coachman didn't need to remind him, the lively feeling outside and the flow of people outside the carriage window had already explained this point, Tie Feng hurriedly got out of the car early and helped his mother get down.

"Mother, be careful, slow down! Put the footstools in order!"

The old woman in the carriage walked down little by little with the help of the maid, looked at Tie Feng and said with feigned anger.

"Mother, I'm not too old to walk, just have Huanhuan to help me, do you still want me?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Tie Feng smiled helplessly, but still stretched out his hand, and his mother naturally passed her hand, and got out of the car with the support of her son. Many pilgrims beside him also looked at this side curiously, guessing which big family it was.

"I don't know what kind of wind is blowing in Kyoto recently. Some people, such as princes, nobles and officials, were not very interested in Daliang Temple before. This year, they all went to Daliang Temple to join in the fun. Even your mother came."

"Why, I can't come? I am also a person who worships Buddha and God!"

Tie Feng hurriedly apologized.

"Yes, mother, you are the most respectful to the Buddha. I have already greeted Daliang Temple. Except that you must pay homage to the Foyin Mingwang Hall, after that, we will go to a monk hall in the inner courtyard."

As Tie Feng said, he waved away the servants around him, and walked to the main gate of Daliang Temple with his mother and her personal servant girl. There was already a novice waiting there. In a place like Daliang Temple, it is impossible to really let the servants clear the way to crowd out others.

At this time, there was a sudden sound.

"Based on what you mean, the princes and nobles in the capital of Tingliang Kingdom didn't come to Daliang Temple very often during Chinese New Year?"

Tie Feng frowned and looked around, and saw an elderly man wearing a round-neck gown and a blouse with a straight front. Seeing Tie Feng's view, he also slightly arched his hands towards this side.

Seeing that he was meticulous up and down, he was old but not old, and his eyes were calm but full of air, Tie Feng almost immediately judged that the other party was a person, and bowed back with his hands.

"That's right. In fact, no matter whether it is in the capital or in Tongqiu Mansion, news of the boundless Dharma of the eminent monks of Daliang Temple is relatively prosperous. It is that His Majesty intends to set up a temple at Daliang Temple to worship the Buddha. I wonder if your Excellency?"

The old man smiled.

"My surname is Ying. I heard something interesting from my friends, so I came to Daliang Temple to have a look."

Said that the old dragon took a step ahead and strode up the steps of Daliang Temple.

This man's demeanor and demeanor were so special that Tie Feng kept watching his back for a while before taking his mother into the monastery.

In the past, there were already enough pilgrims, and today there are several times more. Even with the help of the monks from Daliang Temple, it took a while for the old lady of the Tie family to enter the square outside the hall of King Foyinming.

The flow of people here is less, and there are many more monks to maintain order, so it is not very crowded.

It's okay for Tie Feng to come by himself, he brought his mother with him, and he was sweating in a place like Daliang Temple where the influence is relatively small, he was afraid that his mother would not be able to stand the crowded air, but luckily the inner courtyard would be much better after a while.

"Mother, King Foyin Ming must worship, this is what the eldest princess said!"

"Your mother and I are not here to play, of course I will worship! Huanhuan let's go in!"

"yes!"

The maid helped the old lady to step up the steps of the Foyinming Palace, and several monks also came to look after some of them, saying that the rich and powerful burn incense like ordinary people, but the rich and powerful are still powerful after all.

Tie Feng breathed a sigh of relief, took out his handkerchief to wipe off his sweat, and was about to go in, when he suddenly saw the old gentleman standing in front of the steps outside the palace of King Foyin Ming, surrounded by pilgrims but no one rubbing his hands to a corner of him, and the man didn't move at all, just staring at the golden body of the Buddha inside.

Tie Feng was a little curious about people with special bearing, so he subconsciously walked a few steps closer and said to the old man.

"The old man also came to Foyin Mingwang Palace? It's not crowded, let's go in and worship together?"

The old man turned his head to look at Tie Feng with a smile on his face.

"Worship him? Hehe, forget it!"

After saying this, the old man turned around directly, walked down the steps of the main hall, and strode away toward the west side.

Tie Feng frowned and stood where he was, watching the old man leave and recalling something in his mind. It seemed that someone had said the same thing to him in the same place.