"It's strange, Qingcheng is a famous mountain in the world, and there are thousands of Taoist priests living in the mountain, so it shouldn't be so depressed, could it be that something has happened?"

Han Yue's eyes shook slightly, he exhaled abruptly, drank lightly, and said solemnly: "King Zhao of the Tang Dynasty Xifu, come to visit your fellow Daoists in the mountains." ”

The sound reverberates in the mountains, and the entire Taoist temple can be heard.

Squeaks—

There was a sudden soft sound at the gate of Daoguan Mountain, and a small head poked out inside, Han Yue's eyes stared slightly, and he found that it was a little Taoist boy who was about twelve or thirteen years old.

This boy hid behind the door and looked at him a few times, as if he was a little scared, but also seemed to be very happy, and suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Is it the prince of the Tang Dynasty?" Are you the prince of Xifu Zhao? ”

This question was a bit tongue-twisting, obviously Xiao Daotong didn't have much contact with the world, but he could still understand the meaning, Han Yue nodded to him gently.

Xiao Daotong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and struggled to open the two doors of the Taoist temple, and his childish little face showed a trace of solemnity imitating adults, and said loudly: "My master said that if the prince comes to Qingcheng Mountain, he must open the main gate to greet you, and he also wants me to take a pot of mountain spring water to boil tea, and entertain the prince to drink a few sips." ”

When he spoke, his eyes were glazed, as if he was reciting with his heart, and it was not until he finished saying this that his eyes became flexible, and there was a vague shadow of a child on his body.

Han Yue felt a little warm in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

Xiao Daotong suddenly took two steps back, looking a little afraid of seeing strangers, but his two eyes flashed with curiosity, staring at Han Yue and asking, "Lord Tang Dynasty, your voice was so loud just now, it was louder than when my master taught me kung fu, your kung fu is very good, can you help me carry a bucket and fetch water?" The bucket is too heavy for me to carry, I used to fetch water from the master and brother, but now they are not ......there."

Han Yue's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously said: "Listen to what you mean, the Taoist temple is only you?" ”

Xiao Daotong's mouth pursed slightly, and his expression looked a little sad, but he still replied to Han Yue's question, and replied crisply: "The masters have all gone down the mountain, leaving me alone to watch the Taoist temple, they said that I am too young to fight, so stay on the mountain and leave some incense for the Taoist temple." ”

Han Yue only felt a sudden tug somewhere in his heart, and he felt a sense of pain, he stared blankly at the Taoist temple in front of him, but saw that there were hidden buildings in many places between the mountains, such a large Taoist temple could accommodate at least tens of thousands of Taoist priests, and he didn't expect that only a small Taoist boy was left to guard the mountain gate.

I only heard the little Taoist boy say again: "My master said before leaving, the mountain is down the vicious bad people, slaughtering the poor and suffering people, although the Taoist is in seclusion, but it is the responsibility to help the world, even if there is an abyss in front of him, he must laugh and step away......"

When he said this, he tilted his little head and thought for a while, and then said: "The senior brothers brought knives and swords with them when they left, and everyone's faces looked solemn and angry. ”

Xiaodao Tong's visit to the Buddha fell into memories, and he said crisply: "They don't talk to each other or laugh with each other, but when I go to ask them, everyone smiles at me, what else do the brothers say Even if they know that they will die, they still have to be a hero, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, let me ask you, what is a hero?" ”

Han Yue listened to his slightly innocent and curious question, only to feel a sour pain between his nose, he suddenly stepped forward to stop Xiao Daotong, and said astringently: "Hero, it is a respectable title, your master and senior brothers......"

The sore pain in his nose finally reached the corners of his eyes, and he suddenly became choked and unable to speak.

What is Taoism, this is Taoism, the source of Taoist Central Plains culture, and Taoist priests are the patron saints of the Han people. They all said that their families were quiet and inactive, but in fact, their Xuanhe was all in secret.

In the heyday, you can hardly see Taoist priests, because they will close the mountain gate and live in seclusion. But when the troubled times come, they must be there when they walk the world to help the suffering.

No one needs to call for it, the Taoist priest himself goes down the mountain.

"I shouldn't have come, I really shouldn't have come......," Han Yue muttered, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

He went to Mount Emei yesterday, and used all kinds of coercion and temptation to let the monk go down the mountain, at that time Han Yue also sighed that the monks of Jiannan Road are different from other places, and the Buddhism in other places will only ask for it and will not sacrifice, but the Buddhism of Mount Emei can choose to sacrifice.

Now it seems that the sacrifice is also big and small, and Emei and Qingcheng are judged by each other.

It is also a world-famous mountain, and it is also a large temple, but when the people are in trouble, no one needs to say, the Taoist priests of Qingcheng Mountain consciously went down the mountain to die, in order to relieve the people who were being slaughtered.

They are not really monks, they are the guardians of the Han family. It's a pity that Xuanhe's heroic posture is hidden and not known, so the people in the world like to worship Buddha.

Han Yue let out a long sigh, tears couldn't stop surging, Xiao Daotong looked up at him in confusion, and said softly: "Lord Tang Dynasty, are you crying?" Why are you crying? Are you sad? ”

Han Yue suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, as if he wanted to express all his grief and indignation, he suddenly stopped Xiao Daotong tightly with his arm, and said loudly: "You remember, no one can touch Qingcheng, as long as this king lives for a day, I will make Qingcheng prosperous......"

Xiao Daotong suddenly writhed hard, his face flushed and said, "You let go of me, you let go of me." ”

Han Yue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked a special fragrance in his nose, he looked down at Xiao Daotong in surprise, and said in amazement: "Are you a girl?" ”

Xiao Daotong got out of the crook of his arm, hid behind the mountain gate and whispered, "Don't come here, my master said you are a good person." Good people don't bully me, do they? As long as you don't bully me, I will make water and make tea to entertain you. But you have to help me fetch water, the buckets in the gym are heavy. But I have to entertain you, that's what Master said before leaving. ”

This boy is really brilliant, and he still remembers the master's entrustment from beginning to end.

Han Yue suddenly began to tidy up his clothes, wiped all the dust off his body, and then he solemnly bowed his hand to the little Taoist priest, and said solemnly: "Dare to ask the master of Qingcheng Taoist Temple, can you have a Taoist name?" ”

Xiaodao Tong was stunned for a moment, and said confusedly: "Did the Tang prince ask me?" I'm not the master of Taoism. However, I have a Taoist name, which was given to me by the master before leaving, and my Taoist name is called Message, but I am really not the master of the Taoist temple, my master is the ......."

She always speaks before and after, and is a little verbose, which is because she has stayed in the mountains all year round and has not been in contact with the world, and Xiaodaotong is likely to have lived in Qingcheng Mountain since she was a child.

Han Yue took three steps forward abruptly, looked at the Taoist temple hidden in the mountains and forests with a solemn face, and said with deep meaning: "From the moment your master descended the mountain, you are already the master of the Qingcheng Taoist Temple. Send a message to the little junior brother, take me to drink tea, the tea of Qingcheng Mountain's hospitality, this king can't refrain from drinking. ”

Xiao Daotong nodded, indicating that she would definitely make tea to entertain Han Yue, but then she raised her little face and asked again, and said crisply: "But if you want to help me fetch water, I can't carry the bucket of the Taoist temple." ”

Han Yue clenched his fists and said loudly: "I'll carry it, as long as you can't carry anything, let me carry it for you." ”

This is a pun, on the surface it is a bucket, but in fact, she has secretly given a promise, but unfortunately Xiaodao Tong is innocent, and she can't hear the meaning of Han Yue's words at all.

Han Yue didn't explain to her, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into the mountain gate, and soon after, Xiao Daotong took him to bring a bucket of mountain spring water, and then really boiled the water to make him a cup of tea.

At this moment, the little Taoist child's eyes were a little dull, as if he was reciting the sentences taught by others, and stumbled and said: "King Zhao of Xifu, Taoist apologetic, my Qingcheng Mountain suddenly heard that Jiannan was robbed, and went down the mountain because of the suffering of the people. Immeasurable Tianzun, the tragedy of Jiannan, the suffering of the people is the suffering of the Daomen, this should face the Tubo army, can save one person is one person, even if the body is dead and the soul is gone, it is worthy of being quiet and inactive......"

After reciting it, he carefully picked up a cup of tea, and said crisply: "Lord Tang Dynasty, please drink tea." ”

Han Yue took it with a solemn face, and solemnly thanked: "A cup of tea is heartfelt, thank you for the hospitality of the Qingcheng Viewer." You and I should drink together, and you are entitled to drink with me. ”

Xiaodao Tong's face was confused, and he said dumbly: "You talk so strangely!" I have said that I am not a contemplator. ”

Han Yue didn't explain, and raised his glass to drink the tea.

The next moment, he got up suddenly, and then grabbed the little Taoist boy in his arms, and his feet bounced up violently, like an eagle rushing out of the Taoist temple

The mountain wind was howling, and the little Taoist boy screamed again and again, and said in a panic: "You let me down, what do you want to do?" My master asked me to stay at the gate, you can't catch me down the mountain."

Han Yue roared and roared angrily: "Message to junior brother, you follow me for a trip, I want you to see with your own eyes, see how I kill the Tubo army, and see how I avenge Qingcheng." ”

He catapulted rapidly under his feet, and rushed frantically down the mountain, and the little Taoist boy was stopped in his arms and kept screaming, and finally closed his eyes in fright, and his long eyelashes kept trembling.

Han Yue went all the way down Qingcheng Mountain, and then galloped towards the north, there was a wave of anger in his heart that kept burning, as if he was going to burn the whole person, this road was two or three hundred miles long, but Han Yue only took one day to run wildly.

Although the little Taoist priest was taken away by him, he still became tired, and Han Yue was also exhausted, but he returned to the army camp with a strong spirit.

At this time, many generals under his command were worried about his whereabouts, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the coach returning. Han Yue rushed into the camp and raised the tent directly, his roar almost overturning the entire camp.

The next moment, all the mountains resounded with a roaring voice like a dragon, rumbling and shouting: "Xifu Sanwei, the whole army pulls out the camp, this time Tubo will not be destroyed, this king swears not to turn back, kill, kill, kill ......"

Three killing words in a row, the shaking clouds are rolling.

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…… The third update arrived, 9,000 words, and today it was a small outbreak