Chapter Twenty-Three: The Trail Over the Mountains
"I'm going, brother, are you here to travel, or are you here to sell books?" Daoist Li looked at the piles of books, bamboo scrolls, and rubbings in front of him, and filled the small room to the brim, even half of the bed was piled up, I really don't know how this guy sleeps at night.
"Hehe, Xiaosheng is such a hobby, Brother Li, please wait a moment," Du Shu rummaged through the stacks of books, "This "Dongting Lake Chronicles" was written by Zhao Guangzhao, a great Confucian in the lake, in the third year of the Zhengli calendar, when Xiaosheng was only six years old. ”
While watching Du Shu turn east and west, Daoist Li looked at the guest room he rented, the window edge was cracked, impermeable, there was no furniture except for the bed, and there was a large piece of black and dirty things on the ground.
"By the way, how did you rent this place?"
Du Shu happened to find the book, and his tone was quite complacent: "Hmph, Xiaosheng also negotiated the price with the shopkeeper, and in the end, with the power of his tongue, he only spent three times." ”
The corner of the Taoist priest's mouth twitched, three times the money, even if the copper and silver are expensive now, it is almost worth two taels of silver, spend two taels of silver to rent such a broken place, even people with a little common sense know that they have been pitted, how much does this nerd have to be cannibalistic?
Du Shuzi Muwen, Songjiang people, scholarly family, generation of single transmission, to his generation, dozens of people's big family, only this single seedling, those uncles and aunts can't wait to hold him in the palm of their hands;
As for why he came to this Qiantang again, the main reason is that his thoughts are not very different from normal people, people are reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, but he is just the opposite, walking is to read, I heard that there are many relics left by literati and ink writers in Qiantang County, so he left people behind, and ran over upside down, just for the Taoist priest to meet.
Daoist Li took the "Dongting Lake Chronicles" and flipped through it, and there was indeed a rough pointing map in the page, which seemed to be a small path from the mountain behind Yunyin Temple, which could lead directly to the bottom of the Bada King Cave.
"That friend Du, thank you for your help, we will not change the green mountains, the green water will flow for a long time, and there will be a period in the future. ”
"Brother Li, why do you say that you are separated, Xiaosheng wants to go with you," Du Shu said in surprise.
"What are you going to do?" Daoist Li wondered even more, "It's very dangerous there, there are a lot of snakes. ”
"There is a famous minister Jia Wuwu in the Eight Kings Cave to copy the "Lake and Mountain Sticker", the pen is strong, the iron hook and copper stroke, it is said that the day of the paste actually attracted the spring thunder, Xiaosheng must go over to take a look, otherwise he will never be reconciled!" Du Shusheng's eyes were shining, and he had a sense of déjà vu.
The land north of the city, where the snake's nest is located, is shrouded in the sun, but on the ground is black shadows one after another, large and small, long and short, sticking out their tongues and eyes, drilling and turning in the land, trees, rivers, stone caves, the whole area is wrapped in fishy smell.
Among them, there are even some snakes with snake heads, long tongues on all fours, or pot-thick snakes in the depths, pure blood dragons, and hybrids of Jiao, no one knows which one is pregnant with the species of frogs.
"Brother Li, didn't you say that you would go to the Eight Kings Cave, why don't you move yet?"
"Of course it's a preparation guy, although there is a whispering trail, but if you really run into a basilisk, you can do it with your small body?"
It's a pity that the other party has no intuition, and followed the Taoist priest to the grocery store with interest on his face, watching the other party bargain with the boss, and insisted on returning the yellow table paper that was originally eight yuan to four yuan, and also gave two bottles of realgar powder.
Yellow table paper subdues demons, cinnabar paper exorcism, this is Taoist common sense, as for why, Taoist priests are not very clear, perhaps related to the materials of the two.
The yellow table paper is the Hsinchu produced by the Dragon Boat Festival, soaked in lime water, and then stirred with a planter stick, picking out the coarse paper tendons, the three-claw stick is finely fished, the five-claw stick continues to be fished finely, and finally the turmeric powder is poured into the rune water, and it is dried for half a month.
Cinnabar paper, on the other hand, is as simple as soaking the paper in water made of dansha and drying it in the sun.
There is no shortcut in this practice, you have to pay attention to the kung fu of grinding through the stone, and the Taoist priest really doesn't dare to mess around, in case something happens, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he will not cross it again.
But this equipment, you have to consider upgrading, otherwise how to keep up with the pace of the Taoist master's practice, just imagine, in the future, the Taoist master will use A4 paper to draw symbols, pencil talismans;
Dealing with snakes, Li Daoshi really has some experience, he lived in the countryside when he was a child in his previous life, and he caught it a few times with his grandfather, the weakness of the snake is just the opposite of the wolf, not the copper head and iron tail tofu waist, you can pinch the head and flick the tail, but you can't catch the middle, it is a soft vertebrate, it is easy to rotate one hundred and eighty degrees, these seven inches, three inches, without this certainty, it is best not to do this.
Yunyin Temple is a big temple, there is a south peak in front of it, there is a flying cliff in the back, there have been many monks who have attained the Tao, it is said that there are monks from Tianzhu at the earliest, and it is also the founder of the temple, Taoist Li looked at the cliff stone carvings in front of him, the pagoda scriptures, the layers of pavilions, and couldn't help but feel jealous, this year, the third brother is better than us, it is really a foreign monk who is good at chanting, Taoist I am also a foreigner, and the foreign household registration is coming.
"Brother Li, aren't we going in?"
"Just kidding, how could the heirs of my Taoist family go to the territory of the bald donkey, Daoist master, am I so casual?"
"But according to the map, the entrance to the trail is on the cliff in the monastery. ”
"Okay, let's go in and talk about it. ”
The incense of Yunyin Temple is vigorous, there are many pilgrims who come and go, burning incense day and night, the monks in the temple are all polite, virtuous in words and deeds, Li Daoist wants to find trouble and has no way to start, he is quite uncomfortable, cough cough, Daoist is really not suitable for dealing with the skinhead.
Passing through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, it seems that there is a lecture inside, there are a lot of monks sitting in front of the statue of Sakyamuni, the Buddha statue is full of 100 zhang, it looks brilliant, the Taoist priest even doubts whether it is inlaid with a layer of gold leaf, it is really worthy of being the boss of the bald party, and the mixture is stronger than our three old men, and the three clear statues of our Taoist family have always been to hang a drawing, no way, save money.
In the slander, Li Daoist suddenly felt dazzled, and when he looked up again, he saw a faint yellow light emanating from the statue of Sakyamuni, and each monk was like an energy source, starting from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, gradually spreading to the Medicine Master Hall and the Tianwang Palace, and then enveloping the entire Yunyin Temple palace group, and a series of Buddha sounds seemed to sound in the air.
"Oops," before Daoist Li could take a closer look, his vision became normal again, but his eyes hurt, and his tears couldn't stop flowing, as if he had been shaken by a flashbang, he quickly closed his eyes and rubbed them, and when he opened them again, the things in the distance became big and small, sometimes blurred, sometimes clear.
"Brother Li, what's wrong with you?" asked Du Shu with concern.
"It's okay, probably I didn't eat breakfast, and I was hungry," Li Daoshi waved his hand, in fact, this is not the first time this situation has happened, every few days, especially recently, the frequency is becoming more and more frequent, he originally thought that it was not a decrease in eyesight, and he was going to get a glasses belt, but now it seems that this is more like a sign of going mad, and it seems to have started when he fainted during that practice, it doesn't make sense, Dao Ye I am so cautious every time I practice, even if you don't believe in Dao Ye's understanding, you have to admit that we are afraid of death, bah, it is the spirit of saving life.
But it's useless to think about it now, go to the Jia family ancestral hall early, find out the secret early, and return to Luodu early, so that he has time to recuperate.
And in the center of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the middle-aged monk who was preaching on the high platform stopped preaching in surprise, looked in the direction of the Taoist priest, muttered for a long time, and began to speak again......
This cliff is a unique place in the temple, there is no Buddha shrine Zen statue, and other things related to the Buddha, only the cross-section of the flying cliff, a piece of clean and clean, it is said that the Tianzhu monk was here to enlighten the Tao, and the pious pilgrims and temple people will repent here, this has become a custom.
The scholar and the Taoist priest didn't have this idea, and in an inconspicuous corner of the mountain wall, Du Shudu looked at the map with a puzzled face: "Strange, according to the instructions above, there should be a Dao crossing here." ”
Daoist Li smacked his lips, he always felt that this mountain wall was different, it seemed to be darker, and according to the convention of general martial arts novels, there should be a secret door, slowly touching the edge along the lines of the mountain wall, his nails really buckled to a layer of cracks, and with a hard push, a half-human-high secret door just opened.
"Sure enough!"
"Brother Li, what is the situation, and how did you find out about ......?"
"Just a wall, how can it block the divine eye of the Daoist," Li Daoshi said nonsense, in fact, there is water seepage in the mountain, and the thin side of the mountain wall is soaked deeply, and the minerals in it are dissolved, and it naturally changes color.
Du Shu didn't know why, he only felt that this Brother Li was very tight, and he immediately admired it.
This mountain trail is not big, only for people to pass through, and there are traces of artificial excavation on both sides, which does not seem to be a natural formation.
"Brother Li, why do you say there is such a trail in this Lingyin Temple?"
"This person has three urgencies, of course, that group of bald donkeys also have a time of anger, if this is embarrassing to find out, of course you have to find a safe passage. ”
"Brother Li, what do you mean......" Du Shu's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.
"Dao Ye didn't say anything, don't misinterpret what we mean at will," Daoist Li shook off the black pot without any sense of responsibility, and stunned the simple young man behind him.
As a result, before he walked for half an hour, Daoist Li's eyes hurt really and couldn't stand it, if there was a mirror, he would definitely see that it was swollen like a walnut, so he had to say: "Nerd, you lead the way in front, and I will follow you." ”
Du Shu led the way in front, he was a weak scholar, born with fine clothes and jade food, where to walk such a long rugged path, not long after walking was already sweating, just gasped for a few breaths, his neck suddenly felt cold, reached out and touched it, slippery and greasy feeling, look at it, the soul is about to be scared off, a black snake with a thick bowl mouth is swimming over.
"There is a snake !!" Yu Shu didn't know where he got the strength, threw the snake up, and didn't let go of Daoist Li while holding it.
"Snake, snake, where is it? poisonous or not?" Daoist Li was already dazzled, and when he was hugged by the other party like this, he couldn't even tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see the snake that the other party said.
"Daoist, I'm dazzled, why are you also infected, and you don't cultivate," the Taoist priest complained, it was really a burden, it was better to have a white-haired baby on his back, at least people don't get in the way, huh? Why do you feel that your back seems to have sunk a lot.
When I looked back, my eyes were instantly round, and I saw that the black snake was facing the doll, black eyes to red eyes, and the snake's upper and lower jaws had been stretched out, as if it wanted to wrap the entire doll's head in.
"Holy—"
At the last moment, Li Daoshi was unlucky and began to dazzle again, a snake became two snakes, two snakes were divided into four, four became eight, please, Dao Ye has a dense phobia, okay;
Then he heard a 'thud' and a bite......