Even so, Lin Zhuming also wanted to go to Xishan.

There is a saying in the Northeast Mystic Tune: "As the sun sets over the western mountains and the sky becomes dark, every house closes its door."

This Xishan is not the "Western Mountain", but because of its "name", it also has its luck.

But before going to Xishan, Lin Zhuming also wanted to visit the ghost market.

There used to be a ghost market in the Tongjing Mine, but unfortunately the Tongjing Mine collapsed and was gone. Seeing that Yan Dan had found some good things, Lin Zhuming also wanted to take a look.

Following Yan Dan back to the Taoist temple where we had settled, we saw the old Taoist priest explaining the Shen Nong's Materia Medica to the young Taoist priests.

The little Taoist priest couldn't read or read clearly. He just thought he was literate, but he also looked sad.

When the old Taoist priest saw the two people coming back, he got up to cook.

Lin Zhuming asked in passing: "How much grain is left in the tank?"

"There isn't much left. I used to grow some of the rice myself. Some of the rice was asked by the villagers to perform rituals for me. If they didn't have any money, they offered me a few bushels of rice and I just carried it back."

The old Taoist priest said: "In the past few years, the grain in the ground has grown smaller and smaller. When planting vegetables, the vegetables are easy to die. When planting melons, the melon seedlings will not bloom and bear fruit. It seems that they are young..."

"It's not a year of poverty, it's a year of disaster." Lin Zhuming sighed.

"The two of us have already eaten outside, so the old practitioner doesn't need to worry about us."

"You haven't become an immortal yet? Why are you eating wind, drinking dew, and fasting?" The old Taoist priest said: "If you don't eat, you will lose the essence of the five internal organs. When the time comes, it will hurt here and there, and your stomach will growl when you meditate.

, can you meditate with peace of mind?”

Lin Zhuming felt it made sense when he heard it, and couldn't help but admire him. Although this old Taoist had no internal training, he still had some "Tao" attitude.

Then he followed the old Taoist and started talking.

The old Taoist priest only read three classics, the Tao Te Ching, so he entered Taoism, then the Emperor's Internal Classic, and then the Shen Nong's Herbal Classic.

Therefore, he could provide medical treatment to the people in the village. As for medical rituals and the like, he had to learn from other families.

Although the old Taoist priests only know these three classics, the Huangdi Neijing is the foundation of spiritual practice and the Tao Te Ching is the root of Taoism, which is enough.

The old Taoist priests all explain Yin Yang and Five Elements very clearly.

Lin Zhuming admired him, but when he asked about his practice, the old Taoist shook his head: "Why bother and worry?"

But he said: "You are strong in martial arts, but he is not weak either, so you have to compete with each other. You have worked hard in internal training, and he takes shortcuts in martial arts, so you have to compete with others to find a right path."

"You may say you have attained the Tao, but you have become unclean."

"People in ancient times could live for hundreds of years without cultivating, but our vitality will decline before we are even half a hundred years old. If we just want to live a long time, it can only be three words, and it will not bother us."

Lin Zhuming listened to what he said. At first he felt it was insightful, but after thinking about it again, he seemed to be talking nonsense. He was waiting to taste it carefully. He couldn't refute it, but he was not convinced at the same time.

Once you have a little understanding, you will understand where the realm lies. How can you be so unconvinced? It is also a kind of trouble.

This can be called a "real person".

The old Taoist priest went to light a fire and make food, and Lin Zhuming also went to help.

After eating it, I felt really happy and no longer tasteless.

When the night got dark, while the little Taoist priest was still reciting, Lin Zhuming had already followed Yan Dan to the ghost market.

Just under the wall of the West City, because it was dark, there were many shadowy people standing and squatting, and some people placed a lantern in front of their feet, but the lights were turned down small. It really looked like what you saw when passing by a graveyard at night.

Will-o'-the-wisp".

There are also a variety of things on sale, which are not quite the same as those in Tongjing Ghost Market.

Except for those children, having a piece of grass stuck in one's head is no different from selling chicken, duck or fish.

The largest number of them are clothes sellers, but these clothes are unusual. Some are from dead people, and some are clothes from gods and Buddhas. There are also bloody clothes stained with women's menstrual blood, used to wrap the fetal membrane...

These clothes all have their own uses, and the greatest use is probably to "borrow luck" among the "spells", borrowing clothes from living people, dead people, gods and Buddhas, and even emperors.

Most of them are selling antiques: "These are the things in the palace, and a certain prince cannot appropriate them..." This is obviously a story-telling trick.

"Chi chi chi chi chi!" Lin Zhuming stopped at a stall. The stall owner was about forty or fifty years old, carrying a shotgun and one eye.

There were cages in front of them, and inside the cages were foxes and weasels.

There is also a shelf with skins of beasts of all sizes hanging on them, many of which have spiritual powers.

Lin Zhuming asked: "What are you selling?"

"Fur, or blood food for alchemy." The one-eyed hunter said: "These beasts have already begun to practice and can be used for alchemy."

"Taoist, do you want to buy it?" the old hunter asked.

Yan Dan said: "Brother, you don't want to buy it and release it, do you?"

"I didn't show that kind of Mother's Mercy." Lin Zhuming said: "Is it just that the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect doesn't care about this?"

"Haha, this person is from outside, right? Who in the west of Beijing doesn't know about my Zhenshan Taibao?"

Zhenshan Taibao?

Lin Zhuming was confused.

Maybe it was because he hadn't bragged for a long time. Even if Lin Zoming didn't buy it, he still wanted to drag Lin Zoming to stay and listen to what he had to say.

"My ancestors were Han people in Liaodong. They made a living hunting there. Later, I dreamed of the Erlang God Yang Jian. Do you know him? The Erlang God with three eyes who split the peach mountains to save his mother!"

"That Erlang Shen taught my ancestors the method of searching mountains, and my ancestors began to have the name of the mountain-holding Taibao."

"In those days when we were powerful, it was common to hunt wolves, tigers, leopards, bears, and wild boars. We had seven or eight mountain dogs, and the monsters and monsters on the mountain would run away when they saw us."

"Then why are there only foxes and yellow skins now?"

"Then there are only these things in the West Mountain." Zhenshan Taibao said.

"Then you are very familiar with the mountains and forests around Peiping?" Lin Zhuming felt that his visit was not in vain.

"There is nothing my Zhenshan Taibao doesn't know!"

Lin Zhuming immediately said: "Pindao is indeed from another place. He wants to go to the Western Mountains, but I heard that there are many demons. Since the Taibao has such ability, we want to pay to hire you as a guide for a few days, but I don't know if it is feasible."

Not feasible?"

"Haha! What a big deal!" said the Zhenshan Taibao: "Anyway, I have to go up the mountain every day, so we just go together!"

The two agreed, paid a few taels of silver as a deposit, and Lin Zhuming went to look at other places.

Mainly I want to find some magic weapons, preferably mirrors, and then various other things.

"Huh?" Lin Zhuming was looking at a Tang mirror with a lotus pattern on it.

Suddenly, I felt that someone was looking at me. When I turned around, I saw a person with sharp features, who looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

"Eh?" The two looked at each other, then looked away from each other.
Chapter completed!