Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1391 - 1440 Southern River

Early the next morning, Li Yifei held a meeting for the security guards, enhancing home security by adding patrol personnel, increasing the frequency of night patrols, checking each camera, monitoring point conditions, and surrounding inspection circumstances, and even contacted a nearby Public Security Bureau, ensuring they would respond as quickly as possible in case of any issue.

At the same time, Li Yifei also gave additional instructions to Jiang Ningxiang and Xu Shanshan, genuinely worried that the Sunx Family might do something outrageous, leaving him with no time to regret.

This concern stemmed from love and care, which is what Chu Xiaoyao pointed out. She said, "Honey, they don’t even know you’re out; we won’t tell, so staying at home should be the same."

Li Yifei then realized it, chuckled, squeezed Chu Xiaoyao’s cheek, and said, "You’re still the smart one."

When Li Yifei is at home versus when he is not, it’s different; with him at home, the Sunx Family would be very cautious.

He also went to arrange for Na Yi. The women at home still had not changed their attitude much toward Na Yi; they could not blame her, but would not forgive her either. At least, until Li Yifei’s worm problem is resolved, wanting the women to forgive Na Yi is unlikely. The Li family is now shrouded in a thick atmosphere of resentment every day, a kind of resentment even beyond their own control.

For instance, that week every month, the women’s moods would be exceptionally bad, longing for certain things more intensely. Before, they would wish for their period to leave quickly, then they could clean themselves up and have happy moments with Li Yifei, achieving body and mind pleasure, but now they cannot. Bad moods of the period coupled with unmet bodily desires after the period easily lead to resentment outbreaks.

Thus, stability is just on the surface; even Su Mengxin’s emotions are quite unstable. Just a few days ago, during a meeting among several women, they almost quarreled.

After seeing the two newborns, Li Yifei prepared to set out, with the first stop being Southern River Province, planning to visit Mount Song first, then Wangwu Mountain. Once he finishes in these places, he would proceed to the next destination.

The women saw Li Yifei off, and he drove away alone, wearing a hat and sunglasses for a bit of disguise.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Southern River Airport. Li Yifei had a simple meal at the airport restaurant then took the airport bus to Southern River City.

Li Yifei’s destination wasn’t Southern River City but rather the nearby Central Plains City. Since ancient times, Southern River Province has been one of the birthplaces of Huaxia culture; situated south of the Yellow River, the plains are broad, and the climate pleasant. Tens of thousands of years ago, primitive people already lived and thrived here. From this land came the term Central Plains in Huaxia, home to renowned Buddhist sacred sites—Mount Song, where Shaolin Temple is located. Li Yifei chose Mount Song primarily to see Shaolin Temple.

Of course, it wasn’t for tourism, but to contemplate the Buddhist eight-character maxims. Buddhism relies on words for power, engaging in verbal battles with lotus flowers and speaking Dharma; perhaps it even relates to the linguist.

Li Yifei switched to a train and headed to Central Plains City; en route, he bought a map. Su Mengxin had already arranged accommodation online. With a glance at the sky, Li Yifei decided to stay for the night.

After reporting his safety to his family, Li Yifei sat cross-legged, began regulating his breathing, and True Qi circulated throughout his body; cultivation was something Li Yifei almost practiced daily. Now unable to perform Dual Cultivation, he resorted to slow individual cultivation.

As night passed, Li Yifei opened his eyes feeling refreshed, went downstairs with his backpack to have breakfast. Upon finishing his meal, Li Yifei received a phone call, with the caller speaking in a dialect accent, saying, "Hello, is this Mr. Li?"

"Yes, it is."

"I’m here to pick you up; would you like to leave now or wait a bit?"

"Let’s go now; I’m heading out."

This was the pre-arranged tour guide. As Li Yifei went downstairs, he saw a man around his age, waiting for him in a Volkswagen car.

After a brief greeting, Li Yifei got into the car; this was a one-on-one tour guide responsible for taking Li Yifei to Shaolin Temple and then returning him.

The tour guide was very talkative, introducing the scenic and cultural highlights of Central Plains City along the way, then Li Yifei asked, "Do you know Cang Jie?"

"Cang Jie? Of course, I know him, sir. Are you thinking of visiting the Shaolin Temple and then going to see the Cang Jie Mausoleum? No problem, I’ll arrange it right away, getting tickets is easy, but if you want to go today, you’ll have to be quick at Shaolin Temple, otherwise, time won’t be enough."

"Haha, I’m not going today. I meant, tell me the legends about Cang Jie." freewebnøvel_com

"Sure, regarding Cang Jie, he’s certainly a famous figure in Huaxia, having created our written language, which led to the life we have today. The importance of written language is so high; without it, human civilization couldn’t continue. Without writing, we might still be living like in primitive times, maybe even centuries-old events would be forgotten. So, in the hearts of our Central Plains people, Cang Jie is akin to a deity, and each year, many, many people go to the Cang Jie Mausoleum to worship."

Li Yifei nodded with a smile. The tour guide was indeed talkative. After chatting for a while, Li Yifei asked, "Doesn’t Cang Jie have any descendants?"

"Yes, of course, he does. But honestly, whether these descendants are truly Cang Jie’s is unknown," the tour guide replied. "There’s a place called Cang Village located more than twenty miles northeast of Central Plains County, rumored to be where Cang Jie’s descendants reside. It’s a very ancient village, reportedly existing since the Tang and Song Dynasties, and is now a heritage site. In recent years, many of the inhabitants have moved away from the cemetery behind Cang Village, where it’s said that Cang Jie’s descendants are buried. As for where Cang Jie himself is buried, it’s uncertain. And even if we knew, it’s likely been looted by tomb raiders long ago."

"Sigh, everything’s fine, except these tomb raiders. They’re so despicable, stealing artifacts and breaking the law. Not to mention, they sometimes don’t preserve the artifacts well, which damages them."

Li Yifei noted these things down and then interjected after hearing the tour guide, "Let me tell you, some archaeologists are also quite disturbing. Huaxia people value the dead, preferring peace after burial, whether it’s from the Cang family or anyone else’s, even our own family. None of us want our ancestral grave to be dug up one day, with burial objects taken away, possibly even the corpse taken away for research. While it’s nominally archaeology, thinking about it like that is always unsettling."

"That’s right, if you ask me, those archaeologists and tomb raiders aren’t much different, except one is sneaky and the other openly digs up people’s ancestral graves during the day, claiming it’s archaeology. A few years ago, there was a murder incident near Cang Village. Some archaeologists went there, insisting on digging up people’s ancestral graves; that family had been around for a long time, with elders buried together. The archaeologists insisted they were significant figures and had to excavate for archaeological research. Naturally, the family disagreed, leading to a standoff. In the end, they couldn’t overcome those archaeologists, and their ancestral graves were directly bulldozed open. Is that archaeology? They used excavators; clearly, they were unscrupulous real estate developers seizing people’s land..."

Li Yifei chuckled lightly. Some matters shouldn’t be scrutinized deeply as they could lead to greater troubles.

He had already decided in his heart to visit Cang Village but planned to see Shaolin Temple first.

Li Yifei had traveled extensively across the country over the years, but mostly on assignments; ironically, he hadn’t visited many places domestically. He hadn’t been to Mount Song Shaolin Temple yet, although he had seen it countless times on TV since it is one of the birthplaces of Chinese Buddhist culture, renowned for its martial arts.

As they approached Shaolin Temple, the tour guide further introduced, "Shaolin Temple was founded in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Taihe Nineteenth Year, when Emperor Xiaowen Yuanhong established it at Songshan Shaoshi Mountain to accommodate the Indian monk Batuo who came to preach Theravada Buddhism. In Yongping first year, Indian eminent monks Le Nanamoti and Bodhidharma successively opened translation sites at Shaolin Temple, establishing a scripture translation hall at the West Pagoda of Shaolin Temple. Afterwards, Master Huiguang propagated the ’Four Sections of Vinaya’ among other teachings in Shaolin, which through multiple generations developed into the "Four Sections Vinaya School". In the third year of Northern Wei’s Emperor Xiao Chang’s reign, Bodhidharma, the twenty-eighth disciple of Shakyamuni, came to Shaolin Temple, gathering followers to teach Zen on the basis Batuo had laid. In the third year of East Wei’s Emperor Xiaojing’s reign, he transmitted teachings to Huike, cementing Zen’s presence in Shaolin Temple. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, when Buddhism flourished, Shaolin Temple underwent significant development. It experienced revival after the Northern Wei anti-Buddhist movement during the Sui and Tang dynasties, when the Sui Emperor revered Buddhism, leading to Shaolin Temple’s restoration. Through the Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing Dynasties, Shaolin Temple grew and became the foremost Holy Land of Huaxia Buddhism. However, during the Republic of China, it suffered due to war. It has only regained its former glory following the founding of Huaxia."

"It’s just the right time to visit Shaolin Temple; there are fewer tourists, otherwise, our car wouldn’t pass easily, and everywhere would be crowded, making the visit pointless. I’m not sure, Mr. Li, if you want to roam alone or for me to accompany you?"

"I can manage alone, just here for a stroll; you can wait in the car."

The tour guide laughed heartily and advised, "Haha, alright, but sir, please be cautious. There are quite a few pickpockets here. Also, try to ignore those who approach outside; after all, people live off what they have nearby. Even relying on Buddha, they take advantage of the incense offerings. This Holy Land of Buddhism has been tainted by these rascals, and one wonders what the government is thinking, not regulating this."

Li Yifei nodded in agreement. At the foot of the mountain, the tour guide stopped, and Li Yifei grabbed his backpack and headed towards Shaolin Temple.

Even though the tourist season had passed, there were still quite a few visitors. Li Yifei walked for a while, paused to buy some water, and several groups quickly approached him, offering to sell tickets or solicit donations.

The Buddhist Holy Land had magnificent buildings, but the atmosphere didn’t feel pleasant. Li Yifei neither engaged nor hurried, stepping along at his own pace.

Continuing forward, Li Yifei paid for his ticket, officially entering the Shaolin Temple scenic area.

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