Chapter 9 Chapter 8: The Five Sacred Mountains Are Not Far Away in Searching for Immortals

Now that the goal has been determined, everyone feels that it is not too late.The matter of Guancheng Qihou is very important, if "they" get ahead of them, it will be very bad.So except for Zeng Guifen who stayed to continue recuperating, the other four people all participated in the search. The four of them flew to Wenzhou first, and then took a long-distance bus to Lishui.And Nanming Mountain is two kilometers south of Lishui City, facing the city across the Ou River in the north. Lishui City is not big, and has the characteristics of a typical small tourist city: souvenir shops all over the street, travel agencies all over the city, and small vendors everywhere.As soon as the four of them entered the city, they were surrounded by countless enthusiastic locals before they had time to look at Nanming Mountain in the distance. Most of them were young girls, and they greeted each other with smiling faces, as bright as a flower.

Luo Zhongxia was not used to this kind of scene, and was a little at a loss. Monk Peter just closed his eyes and recited Buddha's name, but Yan Zheng was happy with it.Nineteenth saw that the three men were useless, so he stepped forward, shouted back all the little girls who had gathered around him, and dragged the three wastes around seven times to a small two-story building in the city. . This small building was kept clean and tidy, without any signboards hanging outside.As soon as they arrived at the door, a person opened the iron door and came out with cupped hands: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Yan, Miss, are you all right?"

This person has a round face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiling like a Maitreya, but it is Wei Qiang. Both Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng changed their expressions slightly.This amiable uncle was not easy to deal with. The three of them wanted to escape from Zhuge's villas, but it was this uncle Wei who appeared to stop them.Fortunately, Wei Qiang only stopped them and did not kill them, so they managed to escape.Luo Zhongxia and the others still remember the water scripture brush that can "turn the earth and move the mountains". I didn't expect to meet him again today. "This is the property of our Zhuge family in Lishui. Most people who come to look for pens use this as their base." Nineteen introduced, and then smiled at Wei Qiang: "Uncle Wei, are you ready?"

Wei Qiang replied with a smile: "I'm ready. Do you want to eat first or take a rest first?" Nineteen glanced sideways at Luo Zhongxia's pale face after taking the long-distance bus, and said, "We're tired too, let's take a rest first." "Come in, everyone. The refreshments are ready. You're welcome." Wei Qiang warmly greeted the four of them, without the slightest hint that he had fought against three of them just a few months ago. Luo Zhongxia, Shijiu and Yan Zheng stepped into the small building without thinking.Monk Peter followed behind, but hesitated for a moment when he was about to step in.

A member of the Wei family is about to step into the territory of the Zhuge family. Luo Zhongxia didn't intend to hide this trip to the Zhuge family and the Wei family about the trip to find the pen, anyway, it couldn't be hidden.However, the attitudes of the two families after hearing the news are quite intriguing. The Wei family did not listen to the news, and has not responded so far. It seems that, as Monk Peter said, Wei Zhuang became an ordinary tourist town under the leadership of Wei Dingguo, and completely gave up the business of Bizhong.As for Zhuge's family, the leader, Lao Li, was very generous when he learned that they were going to Nanming Mountain to search for pens. He not only paid for their travel expenses, but also provided many search records of past dynasties' pen officials for reference.The only request made by the Zhuge family was to send two people to support them.In name, it is worried that Nineteen alone will be in danger, but as for the real motive, it is unknown.

Monk Peter is very familiar with the Zhuge family's behavior style, which is a "polite and domineering" method, which spares no effort and uses unscrupulous means to get what they want.The Seven Marquises of Guancheng were also very important to Zhuge's family, but after they heard the news, they only sent people to support them, but they didn't show any active interest, which is really strange. Reminiscent of Lao Li's failure to persuade Luo Zhongxia to join Zhuge's family to devote himself to the great ideal of reviving Chinese studies, it seems that he has no intention of coercion.This time, he took the initiative to help, which seemed a bit deliberate to please.

Luo Zhongxia consulted Monk Peter for his opinion on this matter, and Monk Peter replied indifferently: "People who become monks have no views of the sect, and they do everything according to fate." He said so, but there was a wry smile in his heart.I am no longer a member of the Wei family, and even that "Wei family" is almost gone. Monk Peter was stunned for a few seconds, and finally recited the Buddha's name secretly, and walked into the small building. The condition of Zhuge's family is good, everyone is allocated a single room.Everyone rested for a while and regained some energy.Half an hour later, Wei Qiang called each room and asked them to gather in the conference room on the second floor.

As soon as Luo Zhongxia entered the conference room, he was taken aback.The meeting room is like a reading room of a library. The desks are full of various books, and there are bundles of unopened packages on the floor. There is a huge map of Nanmingshan hanging on the whiteboard in the meeting room. There are small flags of several colors stuck on it, just like the style of the national army staff department. Seeing that everyone was here, Wei Qiang said, "Since you are not here for sightseeing, Miss, I will skip the introduction of the scenery." "Well, let's just say which ancient sites are there, and which ancient people are related to them." Nineteen instructed concisely.

As Ju Shigeng said, Nanming Mountain can be called the "Victory of Kuocang" in eastern Zhejiang not because of its shape, but because of its humanistic atmosphere.Wei Qiang introduced that Nanming Mountain is a famous cultural mountain. On the cliffs of Yunge Cliff, Gaoyang Cave and Shiliang on the mountain, there are precious inscriptions and inscriptions of celebrities, scholars, calligraphers and painters in the past dynasties since the Jin Dynasty. place to stay.The Zhuge family had long designated this place as a key area for searching wild pens, not only collected a large amount of information related to it, but also set up a special foothold.

Wei Qiang patted the mountains of documents on the table: "This is the record of our family's visits to Nanming Mountain throughout the ages. Miss, you can refer to it slowly." "Damn, I've become a master of writing after reading all these things." Yan Zheng couldn't help complaining. Looking at the densely packed records, Luo Zhongxia's head hurts a little, like the dead end feeling when he finds out that there is a pile of professional books to read just before the final exam. Nineteen mornings saw his depression, raised his wrist and patted Luo Zhongxia's head lightly: "Hey, get on your nerves. Is it so easy to find you as the Seventh Marquis of the city? The Zhuge family's hundreds of years of hard work , Almost searched all over Nanming Mountain, only to find two pen spirits. It’s our first time here, so it’s best not to think too lucky.”

"But...do I really need to read so many things?" Luo Zhongxia turned to Monk Peter for help. The latter picked up a document and was concentrating on reading it. He turned back resentfully. Wei Qiang brought him a plate of exquisite snacks: "Try it, it has a lot of pine nuts and fresh cream mixed in." Luo Zhongxia picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, still worried.He has received Ju Shigeng's Chinese studies training for so long, and he is not as resistant to reading as before, but the hatred for reading cultivated by more than ten years of student experience cannot be eliminated in a short time. If he had known it would be such a trouble, he would rather risk his life before asking the finishing pen for more details—of course, this is just a wish, the copper coin has been broken, and unless he is given another one on Sunday, there is no way to invite the pen fairy again . Wei Qiang watched him swallow the snacks without appetite, and said with relief: "Mr. Luo, you don't have to worry. Lao Li knows your difficulties, so he specially sent an expert here. I will be in charge of cooking for you, and the expert will be in charge. Help you find information." As soon as he finished speaking, a person pushed the door in from the meeting room, and Shijiu stood up from his seat in surprise and threw himself into his arms. "Brother Ikki." It was Zhuge Yihui with the big nose who came.He is very familiar with Biling's pen notation, so it is perfect for him to come to do analysis work.Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng were also familiar with him, and they got up to say hello.Only Monk Peter sat still, still looking at the materials page by page. "How are you doing in Beijing? Why are you a little thinner?" Zhuge Yihui stroked Shijiu's hair, and glanced at Luo Zhongxia meaningfully.Luo Zhongxia scratched her head in embarrassment.Zhuge Yihui shrugged his nose, and suddenly said strangely: "Strange, you seem to be quite different from last time." "In the past few months, Zhongxia has been studying culture! Isn't she a bit of a literati?" Nineteen explained, although she herself felt a little bit reluctant. Zhuge Yihui shook his head: "No, it's not that kind of smell. You seem to be missing something, but you have something more." Luo Zhongxia secretly admired that this guy was really sharp, and even noticed the fragments of Guan Qiufeng's missing pen and Guan Zhuang's pen. Zhuge Yihui glanced around the conference room, walked up to Monk Peter, and cupped his hands: "Master Peter, I have admired you for a long time." Monk Peter slowly looked away from the information, and replied calmly: "The poor monk is Peter, but he is not a master. Don't call me that, just call me Peter." Zhuge Yihui said seriously: "I have always wanted to pay a visit to Zen Master Peter, and it is a great honor to meet you today." Monk Peter was slightly surprised: "Does the Zhuge family even know me, a nobody?" "I swore not to use my pen skills, but I have a defensive skill; I don't belong to Wei Zhuang, but I have made great achievements for the Wei family. We all know these things. Lao Li once praised him, saying that the Wei family is rare. A sensible person, you are one of them. What's more, Nineteen said that you and I are both born with pen skills, so we should get closer." Zhuge Yihui spoke seriously, and Yan Zheng muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it too much to flatter you?" He also respected Monk Peter very much, but that was because the two had similar tastes, not because of some flattery. Monk Peter said calmly, "It's a great honor to be praised by your master." Zhuge Yihui said with a smile: "Before I left, Lao Li made a special divination, saying that your fate is in the spirit of the pen, but not in the spirit of the pen. I specially asked me to tell you." It's fate again. Luo Zhongxia became suspicious, could it be that Lao Li failed to persuade him to surrender, and came to attack Monk Peter again?But he has no pen skills. Monk Peter clasped his hands together: "Thank you for your concern. A benefactor named Beethoven said that he should hold on tightly to the throat of fate. I don't always care much about fate." Zhuge Yihui nodded: "The Patriarch only asked me to tell you that you will understand by yourself, so I won't explain it rashly." "Speaking of which, Brother Yihui, have you found out about Chu Yimin?" Nineteen suddenly asked. Zhuge Yihui's complexion darkened.In the first battle of Lvtian Temple, the Zhuge family suffered the heaviest loss, with more than a dozen subordinates killed or injured. Zhuge Yihui and the family elder Fei Lao were also seriously injured. In addition to the two traitors Ou Zilong and Zhuge Chun, it can be said that their reputation has been discredited. . "Since that incident, 'they' have suddenly ceased their efforts and made no sound. No matter how we mobilize various relationships to investigate, we still find nothing." "The flags and drums on your side are quiet, but our side is very lively..." Yan Zheng curled his lips, but didn't say anything more. "By the way, where's Ou Zilong?" When Nineteen mentioned this name, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth.Teacher Fang Bin was killed by him, and was later taken back to Zhuge's house by Mr. Fei and imprisoned.If it weren't for the strict family rules, she would have gone straight to him and hacked him into pieces. Zhuge Yihui said: "Ou Zilong is still being held in the prison at home, and Mr. Fei has interrogated him several times, but nothing of value has been interrogated. He may only be a peripheral member of that organization, and he doesn't know much about it." There was a momentary silence in the meeting room.Seeing that everyone was a little embarrassed, Zhuge Yihui cleared his throat and said, "Cough... Mr. Fei and Mr. Li have already sent special personnel to investigate, and I think there will be results soon. Let's focus on finding the Seventh Marquis of Guancheng." Well, as long as the Qihou are in our hands, we are not afraid of what "they" will do." Luo Zhongxia noticed that Zhuge Yihui deliberately used "we" to get close, and he wanted to laugh. He deliberately ignored the point, flicked the table and said, "I heard that Zhuge's family has been operating in Nanming Mountain for hundreds of years, and repeatedly After plowing dozens of times, we only got a few pen spirits. What should we do this time to ensure that we find the pen spirit?" Zhuge Yihui had already made up his mind about this, he patted the mountain of materials beside him and said: "The first thing we need to determine is which branch of the Qihouli of Guancheng is hidden in Nanming Mountain." "Why don't you all know the identity of the Seventh Marquis of Guancheng?" Yan Zheng asked. Zhuge Yihui said: "The Seven Marquises of Guancheng were appointed by the owner of the pen mound, and later generations can only guess, but no one has ever been sure which seven branches they are." "They should be the most famous ones, right?" Luo Zhongxia interrupted, "Look at the two confirmed pen spirits - Li Bai's Qinglian brush, Wang Xizhi's Tiantai Baiyun brush - these two people are famous in history what!" Zhuge Yihui shook his head: "It's not that simple. No one is clear about the criteria for the master of the pen mound to select the seven princes. For example, you can see that Li Taibai is one of the seven princes, but Du Fu's Qiufeng brush, which is as famous as him, has no status. Listed among them. It can be seen that the selection of the master of the pen mound is really mysterious." "According to what you're saying, isn't there nothing you can do?" Zhuge Yihui didn't answer this question, but suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know why this Nanming Mountain is famous all over the world?" "It's not because of Ultraman, is it?" Yan Zheng was very impatient with this kind of question that he knew he couldn't answer. "It's just because the scenery of Nanming Mountain is so beautiful that it is convenient for stone carvings. Since the Jin Dynasty, literati and inkmen of all dynasties have made special trips here to write chants on the wall. Over time, it has evolved into several cliff stone carvings, at least hundreds of them. Celebrities wrote chants. , The hills and ravines are shining. There is a poem saying, "It is good to borrow a piece of stone in Nanming, and the same name will shine on Qianchun", which is talking about this romantic and elegant affair." The best way to hide a leaf is to hide it in the woods. The owner of the pen mound also seems to know this theory, so he hid one of the seven princes in this cliff stone carving. But, is it really that simple? Zhuge Yihui said: "Seeing is believing. Let's go to Nanming Mountain to observe it now. It is said that the seven princes can communicate with each other. I think Mr. Luo may gain something new if he goes there in person." Luo Zhongxia's Qinglian's posthumous writing is barely half of the seven princes in charge of the city, and the seven princes are attracted to each other. Maybe something different will happen when he goes there in person.So Zhuge Yihui's proposal was approved by everyone, and they all said that it would be good to go early regardless of the exhaustion of the journey. The weather on this day was quite good, with thin clouds and half shade, breezy breeze, occasionally a few beams of sunlight penetrated through the clouds, and the mountains in the distance were shrouded in mist.It is a good weather suitable for mountaineering, without too much sun, and there is no risk of rain and slippery roads. Wei Qiang stayed at home to guard, while Zhuge Yihui led Luo Zhongxia, Monk Peter, Yan Zheng and the nineteen-four others up the steps of the mountain gate.At this time, the peak tourist season had passed, and there were very few tourists. There were only five of them on the entire mountain road.After passing through the gatehouse with the inscription "Nanming Mountain", they arrived at a clear lake called Mingxiu Lake. "Nanming Mountain is not very big, but there are waterfalls, red cliffs, secluded caves, and fish ponds scattered in it, and the natural taste is far better than other places. Please see, Mingxiu Lake is a mountain lake with a radius of only three or four square kilometers. The main water source is A waterfall falls from the top of the cliff, and the water splashes in all directions, like clear snow, so this waterfall is called Lixue Waterfall." Like a competent tour guide, Zhuge Yihui introduced the scenery along the way in a strict manner. It seemed that he was already familiar with every plant and tree in Nanming Mountain. "Mr. Zhuge, can we just omit the introduction of these attractions?" Luo Zhongxia had something on his mind, and he was really not in the mood to listen to these things.What he's been thinking about now is - is this a trap after all? Zhuge Yihui said seriously: "Mr. Luo, you are wrong. The spirit of the pen is the spirit of the literati, and the right way of writing is to be in love with each other and interact with nature. The scenery and scenery everywhere are full of the ancients' understanding of physical benevolence. Dao, who knows which one is related to Qihou? It is also meaningful for me to introduce these to you.” After being taught such a lesson by him, Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to shrink back angrily.Nineteen lightly took his arm and whispered, "You, why don't you just treat it as a tourist?" Being held by her like this, Luo Zhongxia felt a little agitated. Thinking of the method Yan Zheng taught before, she scratched her head and said, "The point of travel is not the scenery, but who to travel with!" Nineteen smiled "puchi", pursed his red lips and shook his head, dragging him towards the mountain road ahead. Yan Zheng commented behind him: "Bad." ※※※ From Mingxiu Lake to the top, there are green bamboo forests on both sides, quiet and quiet, and a narrow stone-step mountain road leads to the top of the mountain. The arrow-shaped lush bamboo leaves block the scenery on both sides, and you are in an elegant bamboo garden.But if you observe carefully, you will find that there are cliffs in the depths of the bamboo forest. Pedestrians have entered the rugged mountain stream without knowing it, which is often frightening. Soon everyone passed the Banshan Pavilion, and Lishui City could be seen from a distance.Luo Zhongxia hadn't heard much about Zhuge Yihui's literary allusions, and Qinglianbi didn't respond, and lay lazily on his chest. After passing the Banshan Pavilion and turning around a little, you can see a pond between the camphor forest on the cliff, and the inscription next to it is written with the words "Yinyue Pond".I saw a thick turquoise stone beam crossing the sky, spanning the entire Yinyue Pool, like a rainbow like a bridge, about 100 meters long, like an imposing pen hanging.A few tourists pointed and took pictures with their cameras. Luo Zhongxia saw several cliff carvings carved on the stone beams, and he could recognize the large characters of "Banyun" and "Xuanhong".There are several half-buried mottled ancient steles under the beam.Zhuge Yihui said: "There are twenty stone carvings on this stone beam, all of which are ink marks left by everyone in the past. I think the matter of the seven princes must be settled on these stone carvings." "Here are all the cliff carvings?" Monk Peter asked. Zhuge Yihui smiled and said: "How can it be? Most of the cliff carvings in Nanming Mountain are concentrated in Shiliang, Gaoyang Cave and Yunge Cliff. There are about a hundred or so of them. It takes a whole day to look all the way. The stone carvings here Liang, it’s just the first place.” After finishing speaking, he pulled Luo Zhongxia to Yinyue Lake, and explained them one by one, starting with the life of the author of the inscription, and then savoring the style of the stone inscription.It took him about an hour and a half to finish these twenty stone carvings.Luo Zhongxia was able to think seriously about listening to fashion at first, but then he gradually lost interest. Thanks to his Zen mind and the foundation of practicing Chinese studies the previous month, he did not fall asleep.After Zhuge Yihui finished speaking, he hurriedly said to Shijiu as if he had been pardoned: "That's a good speech, let's go on." "Is your pen spirit not responding here?" Nineteen asked with concern. "Well, not yet. It shouldn't be in this area. I think maybe I can gain something by going to other places." Luo Zhongxia couldn't help but leave quickly. Now that he has said that, it is difficult for others to say anything more.A group of people continued to walk from Yinyue Pool to the top of the mountain, climbing all the way, sometimes hidden among the ancient camphor trees, and sometimes climbed to the ridge.After walking back and forth for two hours, Luo Zhongxia, who seldom exercises on weekdays, was so tired that he was out of breath, even worse than nineteen, and Yan Zheng laughed a lot. They finally reached the backyard of Renshou Temple before Luo Zhongxia's physical strength was exhausted.Renshou Temple is located on the side of an open cliff in Nanming Mountain, very close to the peak of Nanming.Luo Zhongxia thought that this Renshou Temple must have a lot of allusions, but Zhuge Yihui didn't enter the temple, but led them around the gable wall and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. After climbing for another ten minutes, everyone's vision suddenly widened.I saw the towering peaks all around, the red tops cut off the walls, and there is a stone road in front of me, with mountain streams and deep moats on both sides, which is even more dangerous.However, in this very square inch of the top, a huge stone wall with a height of more than ten meters and a width of about 60 to 70 meters stands upright, like a huge screen across the peak, which can be called a stroke of genius.Shiping is surrounded by clouds and mist, which is quite dusty. In the distance, the Kuocang Mountain Range is surrounded by navy blue, which is really a place made in heaven to leave a name.This is where the highest peak of Nanming Mountain - Yunge Cliff is located.