Carrying a pole and singing songs, Wu Ming walked cheerfully, walking on two legs like a tiger.
After walking for almost ten miles, a cool breeze blew in our face, mixed with a little water vapor, and the sky gradually darkened.
Feeling that it was going to rain, Wu Ming quickened his steps and looked for a suitable shelter from the rain.
After walking forward for a few miles, there were dark clouds overhead, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
Just when Wu Ming thought he was going to be drowned today, a somewhat dilapidated temple appeared in sight.
Wu Ming was overjoyed when he saw that the temple existed.
After all, the temple is not far from the mountain road, and the possibility of ghosts and monsters is greatly reduced, making it an ideal place to stay.
Half an hour later, the temple came into view.
This is an abandoned mountain temple. The statues inside have disappeared, and only a stone altar remains.
After a casual look, Wu Ming put down the burden on his shoulders and decided not to leave tonight.
So, I tidied up in the temple, and while it wasn't raining outside, I found some dry firewood and lit a bonfire.
...boom...
There was a muffled thunder and raindrops fell from the sky.
"Grandma, let's go in quickly. The temple here can provide shelter from the rain."
As soon as the bonfire was lit, there was a conversation outside.
After hearing this, Wu Ming, who was full of alertness, put down the dry firewood in his hand, walked to the gate and looked out.
What caught his eye was an old lady holding a donkey, and with the help of a young girl, she was walking towards the temple hobblingly.
"Sakura, grandma's eyes are dazzled, look what kind of temple this is!"
"Grandma, this is a mountain temple. It looks like it is abandoned."
While they were talking, the two of them walked to the door of the temple, took their donkeys and headed inside.
When Wu Ming saw that the donkey was about to come in, he couldn't help but stood up and said: "The temple is not big, so don't come in!"
"Yeah!" The girl shouted in surprise when she saw someone in the temple.
Later, when she thought of the other person blocking her donkey, the girl turned stern and said loudly: "You won't let me go if you say you won't. Does this temple belong to you? If my donkey gets sick, will you be responsible?"
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"Sakura!"
The old lady pulled the girl, then put on a smiling face and said to Wu Ming: "Young man, this donkey is a treasure. It is much more valuable than this old lady like me, so you should take more care of it!"
When people in the countryside have an animal at home, they treat it as an ancestor.
Wu Ming looked at how the two of them were dressed and found that they were all wearing coarse cloth and they didn't look like they came from a wealthy family.
"Grandma, don't talk nonsense to him. It's raining heavily outside. Let's go in quickly!" The girl took the reins, pulled the donkey and walked inside.
The old lady smiled apologetically, but did not stop her granddaughter's behavior because she was reluctant to leave the donkey outside in the rain.
Three people and one donkey entered the temple and occupied most of the place.
The girl quickly tied the donkey's reins to the door bolt of the temple and helped the old lady walk towards the bonfire.
As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees so that the descendants can enjoy the shade.
The bonfire lit by Wu Ming was obviously very attractive, especially when it was raining.
Seeing the old lady and the girl sitting in the corner next to the bonfire, Wu Ming, the only man, also leaned over without hesitation.
"Oh, why are you leaning over here!" Seeing Wu Ming sitting next to her without saying a word, the girl showed disgust.
In the world of Liaozhai, although there is no such terrifying defense between men and women as in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there is still a lot of emphasis on the differences between men and women.
However, Wu Ming did not want to suffer for himself, but Lei Feng wanted to let others enjoy themselves, so he directly said: "This is the fire I lit, what else do you want? Could it be that you are a woman, I have to give up the fire to
Are you going to accompany the donkey at the door?"
Before the girl could speak, Wu Ming said in a low voice: "Sorry, I can't do such a stupid thing!"
Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a virtue, but it must also be based on reality.
Wu Ming himself believed that by sharing the fire, he had done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous.
We just meet each other by chance, but instead of guarding the donkey when there is a fire, such people are not saints, they are probably stupid boys.
"Baa, baa..."
Under the heavy rain, the faint sound of sheep could be heard.
When the girl heard the sheep braying outside, she didn't care to argue with Wu Ming and looked back subconsciously.
In the pouring rain, the scenery outside was very blurry.
Vaguely, there were sheepherders driving their sheep, approaching the mountain temple.
"It's actually a sheep herder. I hate the smell of sheep the most!" Looking at the approaching sheep, the girl frowned slightly.
Wu Ming didn't answer when he heard the sound, and stretched out his hand to add firewood to the fire to keep the fire strong.
"Hey, there are a lot of people here, and some people even have donkeys!" Not long after, with a sound of flapping, a sheepherder in green clothes walked in.
This sheepherder looks to be in his thirties and has a pair of triangular eyes, giving people a very sinister impression.
As soon as he entered the door, the shepherd first looked at Wu Ming, and then at the girl beside him.
Feeling the sheepherd's gaze, Wu Ming felt a little confused.
The status of a sheepherder can be said to be at the bottom of society, and they are basically small people. But this sheepherder in green has a very aggressive gaze, and he has a vaguely superior attitude.
"These days, those who dare to act unscrupulously will either have a blind eye or two brushes. This sheepherder, I don't know whether it is the former or the latter!" Wu Ming paid great attention to it, but his face remained calm. Instead, he gave the sheepherder a lot of attention.
Space is reserved.
Seeing that there was a place to sit down, the Tsing Yi sheepherder didn't say thank you and sat down.
Taking this opportunity, Wu Ming looked outside and saw a dozen goats brought by the shepherds, crowding at the door and looking inside, with pleading eyes.
"Hey, what is this sheep doing?" Suddenly, Wu Ming saw a sheep licking the door frame with its tongue.
What is surprising is that after the goat removed its head, the word "Help" was actually written on the door frame.
A sheep wrote "HELP" with his tongue and looked at himself pitifully.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming was stunned for a moment at first and couldn't help but look at the sheepherder beside him.
Among the Liaozhai stories, there is an article called "Making Animals", which tells the story of a man who knows evil magic and has the means to turn people into animals.
The sheep outside can write with its tongue, so it is obviously not an ordinary sheep. Thinking of the superior look of the sheepherder, Wu Ming couldn't help but think about the identity of the sheepherder in front of him.
"Save, save..." The goat, who could write, saw Wu Ming didn't respond and wrote several more words.
Wu Ming looked at the shepherd with his back turned to him, and then at the goats outside, hesitating whether to take care of this matter.
If it were in the past, Wu Ming would definitely stand aside and ignore these external matters.
But now, he is going to Qingcheng Mountain to seek immortality and visit the Tao. If he accumulates some good deeds along the way, will his apprenticeship be smoother?
Thinking of the inheritance on Qingcheng Mountain, Wu Ming couldn't sit still.
After all, as an outsider, Wu Ming had no idea what conditions were needed to step into the path of immortality. He didn't even know whether such a callous behavior would have a bad impact if he refused to save himself.
"Shangqing Palace is the inheritance of Taishang Laojun. With Laojun's idea of being quiet and inactive, he should not like to meddle in other people's business."
Wu Ming thought about it for a moment, and then he felt something was wrong, and thought: "That's not true either. Laojun's thoughts are inaction, but if his disciples refuse to save him, they probably won't even be able to enter the mountain gate! After all, he is selfish and cold.
How can a ruthless person guarantee that he can be loyal to the sect and teach people the magic of immortality with peace of mind!"