Chapter 968 Treasure of Luck (6)
Huang Chao has to receive many Confucian scholars every day, and he doesn't have time to ask everyone's name. Anyway, those who are capable will always stand out, and he will naturally know the name of the other party. Just like this Zhu Sheng, before Huang Chao could get people to pay attention to the report, he found something for himself and "stand out".
His friend Meng Sheng was very happy, and said: "To the grand master, the boy's name is Meng Longtan, and Zhu Sheng's name is Zhu Xiaolian..."
"Ah, hahaha. Although I am no longer interested in juren, it is also very interesting to name it Juren. You go." Huang Chao said cheerfully. Meng Longtan and the others also laughed. At that time, people were honored as "Xiaolian", and Zhu Sheng's name was a good start.
Needless to say, the unlucky boy Zhu Sheng definitely got involved in the story of "painting the wall". In the original book, this Zhu Sheng did not write his name and surname. Zhu Xiaolian should be an honorific title, but he is actually a Juren surnamed Zhu. Now when it comes to Huang Chao, Zhu Sheng directly becomes "Zhu Xiaolian", which is simple and clear.
Meng Longtan and others found Taoist Huang and explained the situation, so Huang Chao ran to treat Zhu Xiaolian after finishing the legal affairs of the Zhou family.
"Now your mind has been shocked by others, and your energy and spirit are withered. How did you fall into the way of others? Could it be that you are a lustful person, and your mind is fascinated by the appearance of the demon in the mural?" Huang Chao saw Zhu Xiaolian's pale face, and did not hesitate Ask politely.
Huang Chao has brought great corrections in this world, at least the true Confucian disciples will not be able to impart sex and soul. Zhu Xiaolian's face darkened: "Although the students lack talents and virtues, they also know how to be a human being. They cultivate their moral character and keep themselves clean." He told his own experience, but it turned into a bitter drama.
He saw a beautiful woman on the mural, and he loved her beautiful posture, but he couldn't help but be polite. Unexpectedly, he found himself in the mural, where an old monk was preaching the Dharma. Beside him was the beautiful girl with drooping hair who pulled him away and invited him into her boudoir.
The story went for a fork here, and Huang Chao taught him that Zhu Xiaolian is not a fine-minded idiot, and he followed the other party into the house to achieve good things. Instead, he explained his identity to the other party, that he was an outside scholar, and he strayed into the mural and asked her to tell her the way to leave. The girl is very curious about the outside world, and wants Zhu Xiaolian to take her away with her.
But the falling flowers are ruthless and the flowing water is intentional, so Zhu Xiaolian felt jealous, but the girl was very curious, because there were guards controlling the passage, Zhu Xiaolian couldn't escape for a while, so he could only hide in her boudoir temporarily...
"Young man, you are so naive. If you get close to the other party, you will definitely have a good impression. The girl must have fallen in love with you, right?" Huang Chao rolled his eyes, and he had already seen the tricks of the illusion. I will take the emotional route, move these young men so much, and finally accept it.
In the short description of Zhu Xiaolian's blushing, Huang Chao understood that after some trials and getting along with each other, the relationship between the two gradually became closer. After several days in the illusion, the two were very familiar with each other. At this time, there was a god in golden armor patrolling. The girl died in order to save Zhu Xiaolian, and countless bloody life and death were among them. Zhu Xiaolian was embarrassed to say, and Huang Chao didn't want to hear it.
A mural just swept away Zhu Xiaolian's mind and made him feel emotionally hurt. Even if he understood rationally, it might be all an illusion, but the real heartache in it made him hard to let go. He felt that he had killed the girl. This kind of guilt was like a poisonous snake gnawing at his heart. He lost his mind and his body became weak.
"You still have a future. Although your will is not iron and stone, you are not an idiot either." Huang Chao said gratifiedly, "I'm afraid the other party wants you to have an epiphany on the spot, so that you can see through the world from now on, abandon the world, and turn a promising scholar of my Confucianism school into a successor." Thief bald. You endure this kind of mental trauma, but you deliberately don’t use the emptiness of Buddhism to get rid of it, so your will is still firm. As expected, as long as you have the idea that everything is empty, your spirit will quickly calm down.”
Although Zhu Xiaolian felt disobedient to a Taoist priest who said "I am a Confucianist", but he was in a bad mood and couldn't think about it.
There were tears in Zhu Xiaolian's eyes, but he gritted his teeth in resentment when he heard the words: "Exactly. As soon as I thought about it, I immediately felt great peace and great relief. Let go of the bald thief."
Huang Chao sighed in a rather superior manner: "The word love is the most harmful, she is obviously an illusion!" Zhu Xiaolian's face trembled, and he sighed deeply: "But she is rooted in my mind and cannot go away. In my heart, she is extremely real. Is such a woman really just an illusion?"
"Good boy, you should go to sleep first, and let Daoist come to discuss with the other party."
Huang Chao drew a talisman to calm the gods and penetrated into Zhu Xiaolian's body, and Zhu Xiaolian immediately fell into a dreamless sleep. Huang Chao then chanted a mantra, walked around the house, and used spiritual energy to set up a heart-cleaning formation, which could also sweep away the evil spirit in it.
After that, Huang Chao took out the mahogany sword and burned a piece of yellow talisman. The tip of the sword was covered with a layer of clear light, which was as lustrous and warm as running water, which made people happy to see it. He pointed at Zhu Xiaolian with his sword, and this calming icy light covered Zhu Xiaolian's body, the light shone seven times on his body, after that the brilliance was restrained, and from then on he could safely guard the opponent's mind.
On the one hand, his spirit is "emotionally hurt", which is a psychological problem. Huang Chao can use conversation to relieve it, but on the other hand, he is secretly hurt. His mind is absorbed in the hallucination, and unconsciously, he has planted the seeds of Buddha . In his heart, Huang Chao could feel the faint Buddhist voice chanting. The other party was hidden and concealed, and the effect was weak. It had to cooperate with the injury of the soul to play a role.
Otherwise, if the Confucian scholars are "reduced" forcefully, the awe-inspiring righteousness will naturally turn against him. But now, Zhu Xiaolian's heart was moved first, and he naturally entered the illusion. Afterwards, his relationship suffered setbacks. If Buddhism "consoled" such a frustrated person, there would be no worries. All kinds of calculations are no different from magic ways.
Even if Zhu Xiaolian gets rid of the Buddha's light, he may not be able to cheer up. This is not a general emotional injury, but it is infinitely magnified in his mind caused by magic. He did not have a mental breakdown. Immediately, he became a monk with great enlightenment and became a monk. His will is firm!
"Zi said: Learning and practicing it from time to time, it is not easy to say..." "The rich and the noble cannot be promiscuous, the poor and the humble cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be subdued..." Huang Chao injected a righteous energy formed by a vigorous culture, which aroused Zhu Xiaolian's reaction in his heart, Confucianism The classics are constantly emerging, and the memories of Zhu Xiaolian's daily thinking, introspection, search and practice are also rolled up.
At this moment, he thought of his responsibilities, the pain of the people in the world, and the great ambition of creating peace for all generations. The Buddhist Zen singing was wiped out, and the righteousness in his heart was shaken, and Huang Chao's Taoism was expelled a lot. .
"It's really an exhaustive effort." Huang Chao smiled, seeing that he was in a stable condition, he got up and left.