Chapter 183: If I can’t repay you, I’ll just give you some magical power

In the bamboo house, the Taoist sat cross-legged, staring out the window at the scenery that seemed to never change, and asked:

"What do you think of this place, Lady Sanhua?"

"Meow?"

"What do you think of this place, Lady Sanhua?"

"So cool."

"yes."

"It's like being in a mouse hole."

"What else?" The Taoist turned to ask her, "Do you have any other feelings?"

"It's not dark here."

"yes."

"We should have put the horses here."

"good idea."

"Yes!"

The world in this painting is truly real yet false.

The Taoist continued to sit here, thoughtful and feeling. After a long time, he closed the heavy black curtains, lay down on the bed, and slept peacefully.

There is a faint feeling of being watched.

I woke up naturally from sleep, feeling a little dazed.

After getting up, I went out for a stroll with Master Dou, discussing the world in the painting. When I came back, I spread the drawing paper and talked about painting techniques, how the aura was born, the taboos passed down from generation to generation in the Dou family and the deep meanings in them.

After a few days, I have benefited a lot.

Song You finally said goodbye to him.

Master Dou was very surprised and wanted to keep him for a few more days.

"I have been here for more than ten days, and the harvest has been enough. It will be useless to stay longer. It is better to go back and digest it carefully, and come back next time." The Taoist said, looking back at the mountain behind him, "I happened to hear that the mountain

There is also a Taoist temple, so I’ll go and visit it before I go out.”

"Now that the Immortal Master has made up his mind, it is inconvenient for Dou to stay for a long time. If the Immortal Master comes in again next time, he must come to see Dou."

"good."

The Taoist agreed and bowed to him.

He turned around and looked at the mountain as tall as a wall behind him, looked down at the calico cat next to him, and then walked up the mountain.

…

There is only one way up the mountain and it takes an hour to hike.

The Taoist temple on the mountain is not big, there are only a few houses, and there are several Taoist priests inside. The oldest one is already seventy or eighty years old.

I heard from Master Dou that this old Taoist priest only entered the painting a few decades ago. At that time, his life was difficult and helpless, and he suffered from natural disasters. He could no longer survive outside. When he got here, he slowly built on the mountainside.

He saw the first Taoist temple in the painting, and from then on there were also Taoist temples in the painting.

It is also the only Taoist temple in the world in the painting.

After Song You arrived with the calico cat, several Taoists in the temple were greatly surprised. When they heard that he had come from outside, they were even more surprised and gathered to chat with him.

When the old temple master was a young Taoist priest who almost starved to death, he came here accidentally without carrying any Taoist scriptures and his own knowledge of Taoist scriptures was very limited. After arriving here, although he still built such a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain,

However, there is not much serious and systematic Taoist classic knowledge handed down.

As for magic, forget about it.

Even among the Taoist priests outside, more than nine out of ten cannot do it.

At present, most of the Taoist priests who are approaching middle age are the disciples of old temple masters who established Taoist temples.

Although this place is harmonious and peaceful, there are still people who like purity, or are moved by the thoughts of the old temple master, so they go up the mountain and become new Taoist priests to pass on the mantle.

While chatting, the old patron was also alarmed and walked out tremblingly.

Song You looked back and saw that his beard and hair were pale and his whole body was very thin. Although he could barely walk, he had to have an apprentice beside him, ready to help him at any time.

It couldn't be more appropriate to use it on this old Taoist priest.

Song You still dared to sit down, so he quickly stood up and saluted.

"When I traveled to Song Dynasty, I met the master of the temple."

"Poverty Dao Yuan Mingzi, I met fellow Taoist..."

"Master, please take a seat quickly."

A middle-aged Taoist priest gave up his seat, and the old temple master slowly sat down and looked at the young Taoist: "Young Taoist friend, are you from outside?"

"Exactly."

The old Taoist priest tried hard to identify his appearance, as if his eyes could no longer see clearly, and his speech was a little unclear, but he still asked: "What year is it outside now?"

"The fourth year of Mingde, June."

"Is Dayan still there?"

"Still."

"How long has it been since fellow Taoist came here?"

"About..." Song You didn't know how to describe it for a moment, but he also said, "It's been about ten days."

"How have you been these past ten days?"

"The villagers at the foot of the mountain are very hospitable and entertain me with good wine and food. Except for the lack of day and night here, which makes me a little unaccustomed, everything else is fine." Song You replied honestly.

"Hehehe..."

The old Taoist priest immediately laughed: "It's not dark here. I'm not used to it when I first came here. It will take a long time to get used to it. If you can't get used to it, it will be very painful..."

"That's right."

"The people at the foot of the mountain are very happy every time they hear outsiders coming. It was the same when Pindao first came here. Thanks to them..."

"yes."

The Taoist thought of the villagers' enthusiasm and hospitality during those days, and was still moved and grateful.

"Where are you from, fellow Taoist?"

"Yizhou people."

"ah?"

"Yizhou people."

Song You moved closer to him and increased his volume.

"Yizhou?"

"Master Tao, have you heard of it?"

"I've heard of it, but I've never been there." The old Taoist priest said while waving to him, as if he was afraid that he could not hear clearly and wanted to use hand gestures to help explain. Then he paused for a while, as if digging into his mind for memories, and then he came closer.

He whispered in his ear, "Pindao is originally from Jingzhou."

"A person from Jingzhou?"

"Ah... people from Jingzhou..."

"I have also been to Jingzhou."

"What?"

The old Taoist priest not only had unclear speech, but also had bad ears. It was very difficult to talk to him.

Fortunately, Song You was very patient.

Even the calico cat squatting next to him seemed to be extraordinarily patient. He sat upright and faced them. When Song You spoke, he looked at Song You, and when the viewer spoke, he looked at the viewer. His well-behaved look made everyone comment.

It is also amazingly long.

"It turns out that farmers had no land to plant, and they didn't have enough to eat, and there were natural disasters. Many people starved to death on the roadside. That's when Pindao came here." The old viewer tried his best to say to him, "Do you know?

Do you know there is a place in Jingzhou called Zhenshan?"

"Know."

"Pindao originally practiced at the foot of Zhenshan Mountain."

"I heard that a lot of people came from there before."

"It was that time..."

"I have also been to Zhenshan."

"Peach production there, there are a lot of peaches, they are very delicious, I don't know if they are still available now..."

"It was late autumn when I went down, there were no peaches, and I didn't go to the real mountain, but to the other side." The Taoist replied truthfully, "It's a pity that I didn't see it, and I can't tell the temple owner."

"What a pity..."
To be continued...