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Chapter 385 Weird Temple (Part 1)

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    It is not difficult to go to Shenxian Cave, many people know that place.  I contacted the driver master I met on the first day in the small town and asked them to take the four of us there.  The driver readily agreed, and enthusiastically introduced Shenxiandong on the way.

    The Immortal Cave is located on the mountainside of the only Yunfeng Mountain in the local area, and there is a small temple near the cave.  The mountain where the small temple is located is called Hantong Mountain. The temple has a long history and is said to have been built during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties.  It is said that when the cave was opened, the mountain was suddenly covered by thick fog, and the appearance could not be discerned. Only the sound of chisel and hammer was heard, which spread for several miles.  After 40 days, the fog cleared and the sky cleared up, and the cave and statues miraculously appeared.  People think it is made by gods, so it is called fairy cave.

    Hearing this introduction, I suddenly remembered the scene I had seen in my dream.  There is a thick fog, there is the sound of mountain opening, the cliff temple, I rely on it, it really is the right place, it seems to be this fairy cave.  So I asked the driver if there was a disciple or grandson of the Quanzhen Seven Masters who practiced in this temple.

    The driver smiled and said, "I don't understand what Quanzhen Seven Masters are. I only know that there is a Taoist priest in the Immortal Donghantong Temple, who is also the abbot, and his surname is Wang. For others, there is a strange person who followed the Taoist priest, deaf-mute  , can be regarded as a little Taoist priest, responsible for the rough work in the front and back of the yard, and his brain is a bit weak. There is nothing else."

    "It's so bleak, does anyone go to the temple to offer incense?" Ruan Lingxi asked.

    "There are quite a few. I heard that Hantong Temple is very effective. Many local businessmen go to ask for money and fortune-telling. You are foreigners, and you may not know some evil things here. For example, the White House in the city center  A few years ago, there was a work-study high school student who worked as a waiter in the restaurant. He seemed to be drunk by a man and jumped off the stairs to commit suicide. Later, the restaurant lost money to the family.  Because the drunk man was a rich boss. As a result, after the female student died, the hotel was haunted, and the hotel owner invited the king of the temple to show it. He suggested that the hotel put a statue of Guandi at the entrance, criticizing  I don¡¯t have any troubles since then.¡± Said the driver.

    "You can suppress the evil spirits by doing whatever you want. This master is a bit sharp." I said in amazement.  Although it is said that the masters are among the people, it is really admirable that there are such masters in such a small place.

    The driver smiled and said, "That's not all. Look at the location of the Fengshui office building in No. 1 Middle School. It was also chosen by Wang Daochang, and the construction style was also suggested by him. He said that it can suppress evil spirits. You don't know, the school was originally  It is a mass grave. When I was a child, the place was still a whole piece of deserted tombs. The big downhill, and the lake, turned out to be a stinky ditch. When school was over at night, my classmates encountered ghosts hitting the wall.  I slept in the barren graves all night. Because when I was in high school, the school was just a little bit by the side of the barren graves, and every time I went home, I had to go through the mass graves. Later, the school was expanded and the whole area was expanded.  The mass burial mound was occupied. There were also strange things when the school was founded. The principal at that time asked Wang Daochang to guide him. Later, he designed the layout, saying that it was to suppress ghost spirits or something, and he could rely on ghost spirits to flourish people.  transport."

    "Relying on the luck of ghosts and people, this is not a glorious righteous way." Duan Qingshui said suddenly: "How old is this way?"

    The driver smiled and said, "I don't know what is righteous or evil. Anyway, it is rumored that he is quite magical. Many outsiders also go to fortune-telling and offer incense. Hantong Temple is very popular. It is reasonable to say that this Wang Daochang will be good at all times."  He's ten years old, but he really doesn't look like that, he's in good health, he looks like he's in his fifties or sixties. Maybe it's just like that for those who practice Taoism."

    "Is this Taoist leader very low-key? How come no one has made him famous for being so powerful. Look at the Internet now, this master and that Taoist leader are very popular." I laughed.

    The driver said with a smile: "A real expert doesn't care about these things. Maybe they just look down on them and don't care too much. They just stay in the temple and don't come out. They have lived there for many years. They are still alive now."

    While speaking, the car left the urban area and drove onto a deserted road.  After driving for about half an hour, I really saw mountains in the distance, as if I had arrived at Yunfeng Mountain.  After arriving at the foot of the mountain, the driver asked us to get off the car, pointed to a mountain road and said: "You go up this step, and you will have to walk for a while before you can see Hantong Temple. This is not like a scenic spot in a big city. There are water sellers.  Beverage sellers. If you travel fast, you will have to walk for forty or fifty minutes. There are no shops and stalls on the road, so you can only bring your own water to prevent thirst on the road. I have it in my car, how about I give you a few bottles?"

    I quickly waved my hand and said, "Thank you master, we brought it." I said I wanted to pay for the car.  The driver hurriedly waved his hand away, saying that you saved his life and what to do with this, and then drove away directly.

    I looked at the back of the taxi and sighed: "Small towns are simple and honest."

    Duan Qingshui looked at the mountain in front of him, and said with a sneer, "That's not the case.??, I think the old Taoist priests on this mountain have problems.  "

    "You can't say that. Although it's not very fair to use Yin Qi to increase your luck, you can't say that people are extremely vicious." I said: "After all, it can be regarded as a good deed."

    Duan Qingshui said: "Yes, I don't charge less for doing good deeds."

    I said helplessly: "Why do you always think of people in the wrong way?"

    Su Ling, who had been silent all this time, said: "Okay, let's go up the mountain while the sun is shining. We'll know who that Taoist priest is."

    So I shut up with Duan Qingshui and climbed up the mountain road all the way.  The scenery on this road is not bad, and there are remnants of steles from ancient times everywhere on the road. The inscriptions record in detail the excavation and construction of Shenxian Cave and the activities of Taoism in the local area during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties.  The ancient pines were verdant and the boulders stood everywhere. Halfway up the mountain, I stopped suddenly.  I saw that the mountain road in front of me was getting narrower and narrower, and a cave appeared on the mountainside. It was large in scale, deep and quiet, and the top of the cave was a deep relief sculpture of a cloud dragon with teeth and claws, forming a vast and far-reaching scene of a heavenly palace.  The cave is on our left, opposite a cliff.  The sound of the sea waves came from afar, and the mountain wind roared, which moved my heart.

    "This is the scene I saw in my dream. Here it is!" I yelled.

    Ruan Lingxi frowned and said: "Where is this place? The cave seems to be very big." I pointed to the Yinran cave on the opposite side of the cliff, and said, "The opposite is the Immortal Cave, which should lead to the mountain temple."

    Su Ling said: "But there is no passage between these cliffs. If we want to go there, we may have to go back the same way and go down the mountain."

    "Isn't that exhausting, and I still have to go down the mountain?" Ruan Lingxi said with a bitter face: "What road does the driver point to?"

    "We seem to have taken the wrong mountain road." Duan Qingshui said: "There was a fork in the road ahead, but because of the barbed wire, we took this road. This may be the reason."

    "Okay, let's go down the mountain." I sighed: "Otherwise we wouldn't have the lightness to fly over."

    Ruan Lingxi sat down on the ground with a bitter face, and said, "I'm exhausted, let's go after a rest, it's still noon."

    Duan Qingshui nodded and said, "Alright, let's take a break."

    So just as we were about to sit down, we suddenly heard a slight shout from the cave behind us.  The sound was very slight, and disappeared after only one sound.  The four of us looked at each other, and Duan Qingshui said, "There are people in the cave behind you."

    "Go in and have a look." I said.  The four of us then walked into the entrance of the cave, but saw that the inside was quite spacious. There were 11 stone statues in the cave, some sitting or standing, solemn and elegant, each with their own expressions, all carved from snowflake white marble.  The cave is not deep, although it is a bit dark, but the situation inside can be seen clearly, and there is no one there.

    "Did we hear it wrong, the sound came from the cave opposite?" Ruan Lingxi said.

    "Impossible, I also feel that the cough is close in front of me." Su Ling said.  At this moment, I suddenly saw a piece of clothing floating out from behind the stone statue.  I winked at Duan Qingshui, strode up, and dragged the person behind the stone statue out.

    I pulled it out and saw that it was a Taoist priest wearing a shabby Taoist robe. One side of his face was covered by scars, and he couldn't see his original appearance.  Being dragged abruptly by me, he looked a little flustered, but remained silent.

    "It's a Taoist." I breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you from Hantong Temple?" The man nodded, shook his head again, and made a "ahhh" sound, his hands were shaking, and he was still holding a broom  .

    "Well, it's probably the deaf-mute Taoist." Ruan Lingxi said, "Maybe he was cleaning the Buddha statue."

    I let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Scared you? I came to look for Hantong Temple, but I didn't expect to go the wrong way."

    The Taoist priest didn't make a sound, nor did he look at us.  Boss Duan suddenly stepped forward at this moment, looked at the Taoist priest coldly, grabbed his wrist suddenly, and said coldly: "Is it an ordinary Taoist priest? Then where did the fresh blood on the corner of your clothes come from?" (  Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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