I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

After leaving Mount Fuji, they met the first city of the Suruga country, which was located at the junction of the Suruga country and the Izu Peninsula, and was at an important transportation point.

The merchant carried the ganoderma lucidum to offer to the city lord.

Originally during the war preparation period, the city was tightly guarded, and people of their status were not allowed to enter, but after whispering, it seemed that they heard the word "Longevity", and the warrior guarding the gate changed his eyes and finally nodded.

Heichuan became a "consultant" with Monk Dayou in the crowd and went to the city together.

This is a completely militarized city. The castle tower in the middle is the residence of the city lord and others. Outside is the house of the old and important ministers, and outside is the slightly inferior samurai. There are arrow towers around it, which are as strong as gold.

They were led by the steward into the yard, facing the porch, on which a chair was placed, and the retainers sat slowly on it, surrounded by samurai with swords.

The leading businessman bowed down in trepidation and said: "I found a treasure in Mount Fuji. It looks like the rumored Ganoderma lucidum. Eating it can have the effect of immortality."

"But our manpower is small and our knowledge is shallow. After all, we can't get a glimpse of the real body of this thing. I invite adults to taste it."

"Ganoderma lucidum?" The vassal twitched his ears, and immediately called the servants around him to come and let them carry the treasure up.

The treasure chest locked with stones and meat was placed in the yard.

It was the first time I heard about this kind of fetish, and everyone, including the retainers, stretched their necks to see if there was any abnormal sound from the legendary fetish.

"Crack."

The chest is unlocked.

As the white cloth was lifted, everyone's expressions gradually became disappointed.

It looks like a piece of meat forgotten in a stone bowl. Apart from describing horror, there is really nothing to brag about.

The leader of the businessman knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, and seemed to sense the disappointment of his retainers, and hurriedly added: "It may be the inner beauty of the gods, preventing me and other mortals from seeing the mystery."

Whether you live forever or not, you still have to try it first to know.

Everyone in the yard looked at each other, not knowing who to be the first to eat meat.

... What if I accidentally live forever?

Monk Dayou stood up, took two steps and said loudly: "This thing is not edible."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, which shocked the businessman. At this time, the businessman saw that the monk Dayou was no longer a "noble Zen master" but a "bald donkey who ruined my good deeds".

The businessman stubbornly believed that Monk Dayou wanted to monopolize this thing.

"Why?" The retainer leaned forward slightly.

Monk Otomo stared at him like sharp arrows, and said: "Although this object was born in Mount Fuji, it is an unidentified rural object after all. It may also be the embryo of a monster."

"Please think again."

The vassals sat in the main seat and pondered for a while, then immediately waved for a servant, and said sideways, "Bring a prisoner."

Not long after, a scruffy man with fetters on his head was brought into the yard.

The attendant stood on one side and said in a clear voice: "Today, my lord has kindly invited you and other humble people here. If you sincerely obey and follow your lord's orders, you will be forgiven from the crimes you bear."

The prisoner immediately burst into tears of gratitude and kowtowed on the ground.

Then I heard the attendant look directly at him and say, "Stand up and get close to that box."

The prisoner obediently stood up.

Then the attendant threw a dagger on the ground, "Take it up and cut a piece of meat."

All the prisoners did the same.

Cut off a piece of flesh the size of your palm.

Bloody, it seemed to be no different from ordinary donkey and horse meat, with a bloody smell.

The attendant raised his voice: "Eat it."

The prisoner froze for a moment.

He looked up at his attendants, then at the warriors with knives around him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tore and bitten, and swallowed the meat.

He hiccupped and spit out blood.

It seems that the smell of blood is too heavy, and the stomach starts to tumbling,

The prisoner swallowed two mouthfuls, but still couldn't stop the nausea. He opened his mouth and vomited profusely. A lot of blood flowed out, far exceeding the weight of the piece of meat he swallowed.

Then the prisoner covered his mouth with his hands, as if he wanted to put his fingers down his throat and dig out the piece of meat.

He rolled on the ground, bent like a shrimp.

"kill him!"

The retainer spoke up.

The surrounding samurai swung a sword, which seemed to be a method of killing people, and the light of the sword was extremely fast.

Heads fall.

Monk Dayou sighed.

Heichuan didn't know what Monk Dayou was thinking, but he thought, they are finished, the meat is not Ganoderma lucidum, but a deadly poison—and they are idiots who have traveled thousands of miles to give away their heads.

"grown ups!"

Monk Dayou raised his voice again, but the samurai who drew the sword had not confiscated the sword, and immediately pointed the tip of the knife at Monk Dayou again.

"I want to ask you a question."

The retainer seemed to believe in Buddhism, so he nodded and allowed Monk Dayou to speak.

Just listen to the monk Dayou said: "Can mortals see the face?"

The retainer seemed to realize something, and changed his sitting position, "You mean?"

Monk Dayou took the words, "Ordinary people are not allowed to see the face of the gods, nor can they devour the gods."

He bowed to his retainers and bowed again.

"700 years ago, the Son of Heaven once obtained a elixir of immortality."

"what?"

The retainers were surprised, "There are still such rumors."

Monk Dayou said: "This is the secret of the imperial court, which has never been known to outsiders. However, the Shingon sect that I am practicing has been better than the imperial court in the past dynasties. I accidentally glimpsed this secret in the library of the temple."

"700 years ago, the emperor puppet obtained this magical medicine. It smells so fragrant that you can see cranes dancing on the clouds."

"This elixir comes from the gods in the sky, and it is a unique fetish in the world."

"but."

Monk Dayou bows respectfully.

"The Son of Heaven didn't take it."

"why?"

The retainers have been completely ensnared by the monk Dayou.

"Because immortals and mortals are separated."

"Mortals cannot use fetishes."

"Even if the Son of Heaven is a descendant of the Great God Amaterasu and enjoys the mighty grace of the gods, there is still a slight difference between being in the world and being infected by the turbid air of the world."

"Where did the magic medicine go?"

The retainer asked anxiously.

"That's exactly what you asked."

"Although the magic medicine cannot be taken directly, since it is a elixir bestowed by the gods, it naturally has other wonderful uses."

"The emperor sent people to enshrine the elixir in Mount Fuji, burn the elixir every day, and practice breathing in order to obtain the effect of prolonging life."

"It's a pity..."

Monk Dayou pondered slightly.

"300 years ago, earthquakes, plagues, and famines broke out everywhere. It is unknown who lost the immortality pill."

Heichuan changed his sitting position uncomfortably. Immortal medicine...undead person...undead medicine...undead Heichuan, isn't that referring to him.

However, he had also heard the name of the elixir of life on Penglai Island.

As far as Donghai Lin Zhongwu said, this island has a long history, which can be traced back to before the establishment of the Edo Shogunate.

However, at that time, there were raging fires everywhere, and there was not much information left.

All I know is that at that time the immortals of Penglai Island were already entangled with the elixir of life.

3.

Monk Dayou tricked and fooled.

The vassals did not kill them with a knife, but even threatened them, and locked the two of them together with the piece of flesh, making sure that it could be taken—and lived forever.

It was a Japanese room.

It is separated by partitions, and the windows are bright and clean, which is better than any house that Kurokawa has lived in before.

He gathered his monk's robe and sat down, facing the piece of meat, poked it with his finger, and asked the monk Dayou who was looking around behind him.

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can be done."

Monk Dayou turned around, poking his head out from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

"Of course I was looking for a way to escape."

Just kidding.

The Tianshou Pavilion was built on a very high terrain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and was specially prepared for war.

If you don't know the way, if you take a wrong step, you will be crushed to pieces.

Heichuan could jump down on his own, and then get up and walk when his arms and legs are fully grown, but it may not be so convenient for Monk Otomo.

Monk Dayou sat down shaking his head, pointed to the piece of meat and said, "Meat, meat, you have harmed us to such an extent."

"Why can't we change the local governor?"

"What do you blame it for?"

Kurokawa seemed to have found the fun, and kept poking and poking the meat. The firm meat felt good to the touch. If you close your eyes and don't look at it, it seems to have a silk-like texture.

"I'm venting my anger."

"What are you poking it for?"

Monk Dayou couldn't stand it anymore.

Hastily raised Kurokawa's hand.

After all, he touched it himself, his hands were bloody, Monk Dayou turned his head away from the blood, and quickly found a cloth towel to wipe.

"Didn't you talk very well in the yard?"

Kurokawa said.

"That was made up." Monk Dayou replied.

"Then do as it is written."

Kurokawa looked at Mount Fuji outside, and then at Monk Otomo, "Since the emperor burns the elixir every day on Mount Fuji."

"We'll do the same."

Monk Dayou leaned over and lowered his brows, "You mean—"

The two should join together.

"Let's go to Mount Fuji to set up a dojo and set up an altar."

"There are mountain spirits who specialize in illusion on the mountain."

"Since you are a Xiuyan monk, you naturally have the power to communicate with mountain spirits."

"It's better to do an illusion."

"Fat objects cannot be owned by mortals."

After all, Kurokawa patted the piece of meat again.

"It's better to go back to heaven."

The two continued to discuss.

When these people are deceived by the illusion, they can leave quietly with the meat, and then find a deep and unknown place to dig a hole and bury the meat in it.

Plans have been discussed.

Monk Otomo is not as nervous as before, and Kurokawa is the same, although he will not die, but it will hurt.

I am also hungry.

The retainers locked them here, but they didn't say anything about the food.

Hei Chuan walked into the yard, and was about to ask someone about the food, when he happened to see a maid passing by, holding flowers in her hands, as if she was going to send it to someone.

Kurokawa greeted him from a distance, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his behavior, and he also talked to girls like this in school.

But the maid froze for a moment, then backed away again and again as if seeing an evil spirit, and ran away holding flowers without looking back.

"Hey……"

Only Kurokawa's lingering voice was behind him.

Ah Xing hurried back to the lady's room with flowers in her hands. Another maid saw her hurrying, with sweat dripping from her forehead, so she made fun of her: "You met a ghost, so you're so scared."

"no!"

Ash stomped.

"I met a monk."

"A very good-looking monk."

"How pretty?"

The young lady was finishing changing her clothes when she heard two people asking and answering.

"I can't describe it."

Ah Xing put down the flowers.

"Anyway, it's better looking than everyone I've ever seen."

Another maid named Ah Zi teased her: "How many people have you met, and you can only say that the most beautiful ones are the best."

Ah Xing argued with her: "I haven't seen many people, and I know what beauty is."

"Oh, you guys are so noisy."

The lady waved her hand, "How can it be counted if only Ah Xing has seen it, let's go, let's go and have a look together."