Chapter 226 The past that I don’t want to mention
At night, the wind and rain came.
It was pitch black on Baidi Mountain, with occasional lights as dim as beans, unable to shine through the rainy night.
Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng were sitting in the stone house, ignoring the increasingly noisy sound of the rain. They were not talking about issues related to spiritual practice in the past days, but about Baidi Mountain today.
Almost all the people living in this imperial mausoleum have the same surname, Bai from the Bai family.
What's very interesting is that the place where the blood of the Bai family is densest in the world today is not in Shendu, let alone the old capital of Wangjing, but in this mountain.
During the great chaos more than a hundred years ago, the Bai family, as an imperial family, naturally suffered a catastrophe. In the past thousand years, almost all the descendants who had been enfeoffed in various places were killed or injured. I don't know how many princes fell to the ground. The palace was covered with blood, and the palace was filled with splendor and glory. Ash.
Naturally, many of them turned to Taoism in order to survive, and all of these people died in the subsequent liquidation, and no one was spared.
From a certain point of view, the number of Bai family children who died at the hands of the various sects was not necessarily greater than those who died at the hands of Emperor Bai. The two were most likely to be evenly matched.
Therefore, the Bai family, which has been flourishing for thousands of years, is actually now thinned out, and only the current emperor's lineage is the only one who truly holds power.
As for the Bai family members who were lucky enough to survive the chaos a hundred years ago, most of them were sent to Baidi Mountain to serve their ancestors' tombs. The few who were able to live abroad also abandoned their surnames and cut off their past. Never mention it until death.
This past event was not deliberately forgotten in the history books, because His Majesty the Emperor did not believe that he had done anything wrong in this matter, but after all, fewer and fewer people mentioned this past event.
After all, historians have written very little about it.
Talk about the past, talk about the past.
Yu Sheng might be saying the same thing.
Today's Baidi Mountain is no longer a place of Qing Xiu in the past, but more like a prison to suppress the rest of the Bai family. As long as His Majesty the Emperor does not die, those living here cannot leave.
Not to mention spreading the branches and leaves.
That's whimsical.
Although Yu Sheng did not say anything, it is not a difficult question to get an answer to the specific thoughts and feelings of the Bai family elders living here who have not died yet towards His Majesty the Emperor over the past hundred years.
Gu Zhuo indeed knew very little about this past event.
He had been indifferent to this many years ago. During the three spring and autumn years at Cheung Chau Academy a few years ago, he had certainly read history books and was curious about the past events that had happened in the past hundred years. However, the history books had really brushed over this. Reluctant to stay even half a word.
So at the end of hearing it, he asked a question out of curiosity.
“Why should Baidi Mountain be turned into a prison?”
Yu Sheng looked at Gu Zhuo and was quiet for a long time, but finally did not answer the question.
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In the early morning of the next day, the heavy rain gradually became sparse and became like strands.
Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng put on their hats and stepped onto the mountain road filled with rain and fog without holding an umbrella.
Baidi Mountain in the rain is not very scenic.
The wet moss on the ancient rocks lies facing the sky, and the ripples in the puddles seem to dance with the steps of pedestrians. The card on the stele pavilion not far away is looming, and it is difficult to understand.
The reason why Baidi Mountain is used as a reward for the first place in summer sacrifices in the past dynasties is because with the help of the formation, practitioners can obtain benefits that are helpful for practice from the tombs of ancestors of the Bai family.
This method is similar to Zen initiation, but it is much more peaceful and gentle, more like reading a book.
The strong man from the branch of the Bai family yesterday continued to act as a knowledgeable guest today, introducing Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng to the deeds of the ancestors of the Bai family who were buried on this mountain, telling them about their realm during their lifetime and what they were proud of throughout their lives.
When talking about some Bai family ancestors related to Wangjing, the strong man would also smile and discuss the topic, such as telling that a certain historical site in the old capital happened to be related to this ancestor, and because of it, his name was recorded in history. to increase the sense of closeness.
There may not seem to be many beautiful words in the words, but they are all placed in precise positions. It is easy for people to be fascinated by them, and then to be in awe of the Bai family, which has dominated the world for thousands of years.
This is a very common method. It is the same as when ordinary geniuses join the sect, they always learn about the glorious history of their sect in the first lesson, in order to make people feel proud.
Time passed quickly in words, and noon arrived in a blink of an eye, and the sky was still not clear.
The strong man from the Bai family told Gu Zhuo at the end that if he wanted to obtain the heritage left by the ancestors of the Bai family in order to help him on his path of cultivation, the prerequisite was to be recognized.
Every tomb on Baidi Mountain where ancestors of the Bai family are buried has a gravekeeper, and recognition comes from their nods.
After explaining the relevant rules, the strong man from the Bai family turned around and left, allowing Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng to walk freely, as long as they did not step into those forbidden areas that were clearly informed.
——The reason why Yu Sheng was able to step into Baidi Mountain was because of her status as Gu Zhuo's maid.
There is no prohibition on this in Baidi Mountain, and it is very simple to allow it.
Gu Zhuo watched the man go away.
"It's quite fake."
He thoughtfully said to Yu Sheng: "I'm not just talking about this man's smile, but also these words that he has obviously memorized hundreds of times."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice came from the rain and fog, cold and indifferent.
"Because he doesn't think you will stay here for too long. He can just deal with it briefly. Why bother?"
Gu Zhuo had already known about this person's existence, so of course he wouldn't be surprised after hearing these words.
What's more, the person speaking can be regarded as an 'old friend'.
The visitor is Bailangxing.
His Highness the Third Prince walked into Gu Zhuo's eyes, without an umbrella or a hat, letting the cold winter rain fall on him.
Compared with last year's summer festival, Bailangxing looked extremely slovenly at this moment. His clothes were ragged, his hair was disheveled, and his beard was as long as his chest. He couldn't find the slightest bit of magnanimity of a Qin prince. He was just a veritable savage.
But his eyes were exceptionally bright, not affected by his own filthiness at all, and filled with a strong will to fight.
Gu Zhuo naturally ignored those fighting intentions and made a casual conversation.
"Didn't you join the military? Why are you here?"
"To defeat you."
Bai Langxing answered seriously: "Practice on Baidi Mountain is the only feasible path for me."
Gu Zhuo was a little curious and asked: "Why?"
When Bai Langxing heard this, his expression became extremely serious, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You have obviously worshiped my aunt as your teacher, don't you know that my aunt practiced here for a long time? The reason why my aunt was able to enter the realm of immortality , which is inseparable from this experience.”
Gu Zhuo glanced at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng's expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.
"I expected to see you here soon."
Bai Langxing looked at Gu Zhuo and said with great disappointment: "I didn't expect that a whole year would pass before you came here."
At this point, his eyes fell on Yu Sheng, and he asked with a strong sense of dissatisfaction: "You even brought a maid here. What on earth do you think this place is?"
Gu Zhuo remained silent and began to pity this peer in advance.
Yu Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed the hat slightly.
Gu Zhuo was very familiar with her and knew that this was not a good sign.
Bai Langxing didn't pay attention to her at all, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he said seriously: "Your surname is not Bai. It is difficult for you to have a second chance to step into Baidi Mountain in this life. I hope you can take advantage of it." Take this hard-won opportunity and don’t indulge in the gentle countryside, because this is not a place where you can make a lot of money just by going through the motions.”
Gu Zhuo didn't quite understand and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
After Bai Langxing was silent for a moment, he said frankly: "Although I don't want you to become my aunt's apprentice. In my opinion, that is my position, but now that things have happened, I must learn to accept it and will You regard me as the mainstay of the Qin Dynasty for the next hundred years, rather than holding a grudge against you.”
"Of course, the most important reason is that you are really amazing."
He said calmly: "Even if I repeat last summer festival a thousand times, I still can't find a chance to defeat you. You defeated me so much that I have nothing to say."
Gu Zhuo was speechless and said, "But don't you talk a lot now?"
Bai Langxing couldn't help being stunned and speechless for a moment.
After a while, he changed the topic abruptly and said: "I will take you to visit Baidi Mountain."
Gu Zhuo reminded: "I have been taken around once."
Bai Langxing shook his head and said: "It's different. I want to take you to see the stories my aunt left here. I hope you can use this as a lesson to inspire yourself and not to squander your talents."
Gu Zhuo was speechless and looked at Yu Sheng again.
For some reason, Yu Sheng suddenly had a bad feeling.
Soon, this premonition became true.
Bailangxing has great potential as a tour guide, or in other words, he really admires his aunt, even more than his father.
"A hundred years ago, this place was not what it is now. It was a complete cliff. Why is it reduced to a cliff now? That's because my aunt once stood here for a night in silence, and realized the true meaning of gun art in the snow on the mountain. That shot, called Zhanxue, cut off half of the cliff."
The savage-like young man knew all his treasures, pointed to the cliff and said: "The spear spirit has been there for several years. During this period, the section was as calm as a mirror, and not a single weed could grow. Later, the first name of Xia Ji came here. Looking back on those days, I lamented and praised that it was boring to try out the lights, and I was not in the mood to walk in the snow." (Note)
Gu Zhuo clapped his hands very enthusiastically to indicate that he should continue.
Then he turned his head, lowered his voice and asked Yu Sheng: "Is what you said true?"
Yu Sheng remained silent.
Gu Zhuo understood, this was obviously a rumor.
Yu Sheng thought to himself: I buried a jug of wine in the snow here, but the next day I found that the monkeys who lived here had stolen it and drank it. In a rage, I demolished their home and I want to tell you. ?
How is this possible?
As for standing still for a night?
If she really did that, how could the wine be stolen by the monkey?
Which idiot started this rumor?
Then, Bailangxing took the two of them to another place.
It was a mirror-like lake.
The lake surface is made of circles by the rain, and the broad lake surface of more than a hundred feet is shrouded in mist, which is quite fairy-like.
Yu Sheng's expression suddenly turned ugly.
Bailangxing was slightly startled. He felt that the rain falling on his body was a little colder for some reason. Could it be that this winter has become colder?
At this moment, Gu Zhuo's voice sounded.
"What's the story here?"
Bai Langxing came to his senses and said to him: "You may not know that a hundred years ago, the spiritual world believed that weapons such as guns are not flying swords. They must be held in the hand. Only in this way can the maximum power be exerted."< br>
Gu Zhuo thought that this was indeed the case, and then said: "So?"
Bai Langxing thought of that past event and said with emotion: "My aunt dismissed this back then, thinking it was the prejudice of a group of ignorant people, but she dared to be the first in the world."
"It was at this lake that my aunt started countless attempts."
He imagined the scene back then, his voice full of fascination: "It is said that at that time, there were waterfalls flowing upstream from this lake every day, reaching to the sky, all of which were shot out by my aunt."
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Gu Zhuo took a look at the lake and saw fish in the water, and asked curiously: "What happened to the fish in the lake?"
Bai Langxing didn't expect that he would ask such a question, and was stunned on the spot.
After a long while, the savage boy said seriously: "No history books will record such trivial details, and this is not the focus of the story I am telling you. What I want to tell you is my aunt's persistence and sincerity."
When Gu Zhuo heard the last two words in the words, he suppressed his laughter and said nothing. Yu Sheng's face was expressionless, and the fists hidden in his sleeves were already clenched.
The facts still differ greatly from the story.
The reason why she did this kind of thing back then was because the fish in the lake were always reluctant to take the bait and would always make her sit by the lake for a long time without catching anything, so she couldn't help but resort to cultivation methods.
The problem is that she really didn't throw the gun at that time...well, it should have been once, but it was only once, right?
That time it was because a goshawk tried to compete with her for a fish, and she had to do this to protect the fish from danger.
Why does it happen thousands of times in this story?
It's so baffling.
It's not over yet.
Walking around the lakeside and walking through a narrow mountain road, the scenery suddenly opened up.
It was a cliff platform more than a hundred feet wide, with a pine tree growing at the end, peering into the clouds.
Bai Langxing pointed to the pine tree and said, "Do you know why my aunt is regarded as an extraordinary person?"
Gu Zhuo said sincerely: "I would like to hear the details."
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"Everyone in the world does fishing, but my aunt is different."
Bai Langxing said: "She was sitting on that pine tree, fishing for birds."
When he said this, the savage boy's tone seemed indifferent, but in fact he revealed extremely strong and proud pride.
Yu Sheng tilted his head and wanted to turn around and leave, but there was no reason.
Gu Zhuo was shocked again when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "Fishing for birds?"
"Yes, just fishing for birds!"
Bai Langxing seemed to have flashbacks of that time in his eyes, and said with emotion: "It's a pity that at that time, my aunt only left a lonely figure to everyone. No one knows why she did this and how she was tempering herself." Something.”
Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe it's because she is taking care of all living beings."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Langxing's eyes suddenly brightened and he said, "Maybe it's because she is determined to carry the entire Bai family on her shoulders!"
Yu Sheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Is it possible..."
She said softly: "Actually, Her Royal Highness the Princess is in a daze there?"
Bai Langxing was very unhappy. He looked back at her and reprimanded: "My aunt must have deep meaning in her actions. How can she be as boring as you said? What's more, there are so many places to sit on the mountain, why do you have to go to that pine tree?" Sit down? ”
Yu Sheng was speechless.
Gu Zhuo said from the side: "Is it possible that it looks better sitting there?"
"How could aunt be so superficial?!"
Bai Langxing paused, suddenly remembered something, and said: "However, there are indeed a few related paintings handed down from that year. The aunts in those paintings are described as elegance and beauty, and there is absolutely no exaggeration."
Yu Sheng took a gentle breath, letting the cold air fill his lungs, forcing himself to calm down.
Gu Zhuo didn't even look at her, and asked sincerely: "Can I take a look?"
Different from before, Bai Langxing shook his head and nodded again.
Gu Zhuo was a little surprised and asked: "What do you mean?"
Bai Langxing said to him: "I took you through the path that my aunt walked a hundred years ago because I respect my aunt and don't want you to lose her face. In order to inspire you."
Gu Zhuo understood and said: "If I can get your approval, then you are willing to take me to see those paintings?"
Bai Langxing nodded and said: "Not bad."
Gu Zhuo looked at this savage young man and suddenly felt extremely strong sympathy. He said tactfully: "Have you ever thought that your aunt might not like your behavior?"
Bai Langxing frowned and said slowly: "It makes sense."
Yu Sheng was a little relieved, thinking that you are not so ignorant after all.
"But..."
Bai Langxing said to Gu Zhuo: "I believe you."
Gu Zhuo was a little confused and asked: "Do you believe me?"
Bai Langxing looked into his eyes and said calmly: "You are a proud person, which means that after you know that this matter is inappropriate, you will never tell it."
After Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, he said, "But don't you respect your aunt very much?"
Bai Langxing said seriously: "I think the greatest respect for my aunt is for you not to embarrass her outside and not hesitate on such trivial matters."
"I will not ask you to be like my aunt back then, and obtain all the true meaning inherited from the ancestors of my Bai family, because this is something that even my father may not be able to do at your age."
He said: "As long as you can make the nine gravekeepers recognize you, I will take you to see the painting."
After saying this, Bai Langxing turned around and left with a cheerful look on his face, as if he was extremely satisfied with what he had done today.
It was peaceful on the cliff.
The sound of rain is sparse.
Night has not yet arrived, the skylight is flowing in the mountains, and the scenery is clear.
I don’t know how long it took, but Gu Zhuo suddenly said: “You can’t blame me for this.”
"I don't blame you either."
Yu Sheng said indifferently: "Why do you understand it like this?"
Gu Zhuo thought for a while and said honestly: "But I am really curious about that painting."
Yu Sheng looked at his side face and asked, "So you must see it?"
Gu Zhuo said: "You don't have to look at that painting."
Yu Sheng said with a half-smile: "As long as I go sit on that pine tree?"
After Gu Zhuo hesitated for a moment, he nodded.
"Yeah."
He explained: “It’s not really about anything else, but I’m more curious about what bird fishing is all about.”
Yu Sheng stopped talking.
The girl took off her hat and rolled her eyes expressionlessly.
It was obvious that he was rolling his eyes, but Gu Zhuo felt that she was inexplicably cute at this time and laughed.
Yu Sheng laughed and asked: "Are you happy?"
This time it was Gu Zhuo's turn to be silent.
He is not an idiot, how can he not see that others are angry?
Yu Sheng shook his head and said: "It's late, let's go back."
Gu Zhuo asked: "Can I go back the same way?"
"Why?"
"The main reason is that I feel that some of your nephew's stories don't seem to be true."
"So you want me, my nephew, to correct him and tell you the truth?"
"Yes."
Yu Sheng said nothing.
However, the route she chose next answered this question from the side, and the answer was no.
Gu Zhuo felt sorry for this, but thought that he would meet Bai Langxing again on the mountain in the future, and he would definitely hear interesting stories about Bai Nanming again, so he gave up for the time being.
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In the evening, the rain stopped in the mountains.
The setting sun sheds twilight light, and the raindrops remaining on the bricks and tiles are red, like burning flames.
Yu Sheng didn't give Gu Zhuo any more time to wander around, and took him to a certain tomb to do what a junior should do - get the approval of the tombkeeper and obtain the inheritance of the ancestors of the Bai family.
As Bai Langxing said, the person who knows Baidi Mountain best in the world today is not his father, but Bai Nanming.
She knew very well which person buried in the tomb had practiced the Frost Tribulation of All Things during his lifetime, and had profound attainments that could help Gu Zhuo's practice.
Yu Sheng chose the first grave for Gu Zhuo. The ancestor of the Bai family buried in the grave was an unavoidable presence in history books, but the reputation he left behind was not good, but extremely bad.
"Are you sure?"
The gravekeeper sitting under the pavilion raised his head and looked at Gu Zhuo with his withered eyes.
"Yes."
Gu Zhuo said calmly: "What are the rules?"
The gravekeeper stood up and said with a dull expression: "Face the past."
Gu Zhuo asked: "What's the explanation?"
The gravekeeper explained: "The ancestor buried in this tomb was extremely unwilling before his death, and he had extraordinary resentment and resentment. He could easily move people's hearts and make people crazy about him."
"I have no interest in letting you end up like this."
He said: "So you need to prove that you can guard your state of mind."
Gu Zhuo said: "How to prove it?"
The gravekeeper's voice was emotionless and he looked at him quietly.
"As I said just now, if you can face the most unbearable moments in your life and still remain calm and unwavering, it proves that you are qualified to accept the gift from the ancestor in the grave."
Gu Zhuo fell silent.
After a moment, he turned his head and looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng blinked and asked innocently: "What's wrong?"
The place of note is Li Qingzhao’s words
(End of chapter)