Merchant of the Underworld

I lit a cigarette, took a long drag and said, "Mazi, before that, I want to tell you a story."

"What?" Li Mazi looked around, thinking he heard wrong. He stared at me in surprise and asked, "Tell a story?"

"Yes." I nodded: "Back then, the Mongolian army invaded the Central Plains, burning, killing and looting all the way, leaving empty cities everywhere they passed. Quanzhen Taoist priest Qiu Chuji couldn't bear it, so he went to the Western Regions to ask Genghis Khan to stop the massacre... "

"I know this story. Isn't it the Legend of the Condor Heroes? I passed by Niujiazhuang on the way, and later rescued Guo Jing and handed him over to the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan."

"That's a novel. What I'm telling you is true. Qiu Chuji is one of the Seven Quanzhen Sons." I refuted him.

"That's right! Qiu Chuji's master is the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, and is known as the King of Supernatural Powers, Chongyang. He also has an uncle called the old naughty boy Zhou Botong. The old naughty boy also has an old lady he likes. What's his name?" Li Mazi? My mind is quite active, and I think of so many things in a row.

"What you are talking about are all fictional adaptations by Mr. Jin Yong based on legends. The Qiu Chuji I am talking about is a real person in history. Until now, his status in Taoism is extremely transcendent." I said extremely seriously.

When Li Mazi saw my serious expression, he quickly shut up and stopped talking.

I glared at him and continued: "After Genghis Khan listened to Qiu Chuji's request, he seemed not to understand. He pointed outward and said, "'There is a big river three hundred miles south of here. I want to build a bridge there.’ After saying these irrelevant words, he turned around and left, never to see him again. "

"Qiu Chuji had no choice but to walk another three hundred miles and came to the big river. Although the river was not wide, it was extremely turbulent. There were many stones and wood for building the bridge piled on both sides of the river. The civilian men sent by Genghis Khan to build the bridge They sat around and frowned, and even the soldiers guarding them were listless."

"When I asked about it, I found out that the reason why the river was so fast was because a demon turtle was making trouble here. The people who built the bridge died in batches, but not even a single bridge pile could be erected! Seeing that the bridge It cannot be built at all, and if the date is delayed, these civilians and the soldiers guarding it will be executed."

"So, Qiu Chuji used Taoism to destroy the demon turtle, and helped them build a bridge to save their lives."

"Then what?" Li Mazi was getting excited when I suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help asking curiously.

"This bridge is the only way to open up subsequent supplies. If this bridge cannot be opened again, Genghis Khan's military expedition may be in vain. Then how much do you think this bridge is worth?" I smiled.

Li Mazi was stunned for a moment, and only then did he come to his senses. He waved his hands and said, "These are two different things! Qiu Chuji is here for the people of the world. We..."

"Are we just here to make money?" I interrupted him: "Indeed, when I first entered this industry, just like you, I was all about making money. But now we have more than just responsibilities and missions on our shoulders. , as well as morality and good deeds.”

"Perhaps you are right. That Fatty Guo is a big liar. But once this tunnel is built, no matter how much profit he makes, it will be of real benefit to the entire county!"

"Just like after the completion of the bridge, Genghis Khan was the one who benefited the most. But Qiu Chuji also saved those migrant workers and soldiers, and then successfully persuaded Genghis Khan to stop killing and love the people. Although the Song Dynasty was eventually destroyed, But this is the reciprocation of heaven, the inevitable of history, and Qiu Chuji cannot stop it at all. Compared with those countries in the Western Regions that were all annihilated and killed, the entire China can be said to have suffered the least loss in this historical catastrophe, precisely because there are Only through Taoism can the Chinese nation be preserved."

"Everything else pales in comparison to this!"

"You, the lion, ask for 30 million from him. He may consider it all and really give it to you. But in this, what role do we play? He ruthlessly rips off people with his unique skills, and those What’s the difference between a scum who uses evil things to harm others?” I advised.

"Qiu Chuji helped Genghis Khan build the bridge. Many people in later generations criticized him and called him a traitor. But no one thought that even if the bridge could not be built, the Song Dynasty would not be able to resist the Yuan army. When the Yuan soldiers came again, It’s far from a matter of casualties and casualties. Very few people can see through the great righteousness behind this!”

"It's the same now. Whether we choose to open our mouths or turn around and leave, the tunnel will be built sooner or later. But what will we gain and what will we lose by then?"

"Mazi, a few years ago, I would have made the same choice as you without hesitation. If I didn't give him a hard blow, I would be sorry for myself. But things are really different now. You have begun to practice with concentration now. One day, you will understand!"

"And the sword in your hand. Do you know what kind of person his original owner, your ancestor Bai He, was? How much he did for this righteousness that is not seen by the world. Sacrifice? When I have time later, I will tell you slowly, and you will definitely feel guilty for your thoughts today."

"In short, regardless of who Fatty Guo is and what his original intention is to build a tunnel, we must help him! And in the face of such great justice and kindness, we must not be greedy for half of the benefits!"

Li Mazi was very surprised when he heard what I said, and he whispered unwillingly: "Then we can't let the hero bleed and shed tears at the same time, and just work in vain, right?"

"Compared to others, we have got enough! You may not know the two seniors Gray Pigeon and Bai He, but you have seen them both, Zen Master Baimei and Senior Rat. Think about it carefully, they are For what?" I sighed.

"Moreover, your previous guess about Boss Guo may be a complete misunderstanding. To tell you the truth, I have got some relatively reliable clues. Various signs indicate that he may be a benevolent person with ten lives of merit. As long as we help If he fulfills this wish, he will be able to absolve us of the negative virtues that we owe because we were not allowed to or inadvertently violated the rules of the ghost dealer. This is a great thing that cannot be bought for our future practice!"

At this point, I waved my hand: "Okay, Mazi. That's all I'm saying. You will eventually understand some things!"

"Brother Zhang." Li Mazi suddenly seemed as if he didn't recognize me. He stared at me blankly for a long time and then said: "I found that since the magic box incident and your trip to Russia, you have been the same as before. It’s completely different. You also practice extra hard! Then I followed Liu Laoliu and Chu Yi on two far journeys, and when I came back, my whole person changed. Why do I feel that you are nothing like those saints who have the world in mind? It’s different.”

I smiled and said, "Maybe, if you experienced those things yourself, you would also change."

What Li Mazi said was right, it was the Devil's Valley group that was pulled out by the Plessian Box that made me aware of the existence of Bafang Mingdong, and that there were so many people working silently behind me! I know how important the responsibility is on me.

I saw with my own eyes that Master Feng rushed into the group of corpses and died together in order to protect me. During several adventures, Chu Yi, Han Laoliu, Xiao Bailong, Caiyun... they stood in front of me one by one regardless of their own safety, no matter what the situation was. No one can remain indifferent.

I saw how Gray Pigeon fought a bloody battle for justice, I saw how White Crane sealed the dragon alone for justice, and I saw how Jue died together with the Emperor of Japan for justice.

In front of the awe-inspiring righteousness of so many seniors, no matter who it was, they would be moved.

It was through these experiences and baptisms that went deep into my bones that I gradually understood the true meaning of a ghost merchant!

Being a fetish merchant is not only a special profession, but also has a special mission.

Whether it is the Lord of all spirits or my destiny in this life, for me, it is my duty to go all out!