The rain falls and the water mist is hazy.

While traveling over the mountains and ridges, he saw many dangerous places and desperate situations in the eyes of ordinary people, and occasionally came across a few old-age herbs. He picked only those that he had never seen elsewhere, and was curious about the medicinal properties of these herbs.

After crossing Fengcanngling, Chen Yu saw another towering building towering into the mountains.

The clouds are deep, the fog is dense, and the trees are lush.

Chenshan Prefecture is already mountainous. According to passers-by, there are two famous mountains further east. They are not too tall and steep, but they are not bad for him.

Nowadays, Chen Yu rarely uses the technique of riding the wind and turning the rainbow except when he is on the road. He measures the earth step by step with one foot. He looks in all directions and has a panoramic view of the mountains, rivers, rocks and trees.

Step by step, the state of mind seems to be settling. The way of spiritual practice depends on words and deeds. Eating and drinking Lingxia is spiritual practice, and sitting and standing actions are also spiritual practice, including wild fishing, mountain climbing, collecting and refining medicine, etc.

No longer utilitarian and deliberate, just look at the water and soil under your feet and the novel world above the earth with your naked eyes.

Every unseen animal and beast, every strange plant, can make him happy.

The untouchable soul gradually becomes perfect, and a trace of natural charm flows out of the body, lingering around with joy.

…

In the wild, the cuckoo cries endlessly.

As the evening was approaching, a sudden rainstorm interrupted the footsteps of the Chen family and his son. Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, the two of them each picked up their belongings, both of which were foodies - giving away rocks.

Red rope, yellow gallbladder for pressing the case...all tied up with a cloth bag and slung around the waist.

"Hey! Dad, look, there is a fire ahead!"

As the sun set and the mountains looked empty, Chen's father raised his eyebrows and said that his honest and honest son had misunderstood. He had visited this land countless times and knew exactly where there was a mountain temple and a land temple nearby.

The area below is obviously deserted and deserted. Except for two or three jackals and wild dogs, there are very few people moving around on ordinary days. Only large branches and leaves are rooted here, casting large shadows.

However, when he looked around, he was shocked. He saw a dim field of vision in the shadow of the mountains and trees, and there was a blazing fire, which was extremely conspicuous under the dark sky.

But the refugees? Father Chen is worried that the number of refugees coming from all over has been increasing day by day in recent times. Some of them are honest, and with the help of the villagers, they have reclaimed wasteland to live in. At the same time, there are also many idlers, leaving ten people nearby.

Several villages are in dire straits.

It's just that this place has high mountains and far away roads, and there are almost no human settlements. It's also close to the mountains, and wild animals appear from time to time. I don't know why these refugees gather here.

Gulu, the young man on the side swallowed his saliva. He didn't know that his father was already thinking about how to deal with these guys who were probably refugees. He had an active mind, and when he was a child, he and his playmates in the village were most fond of rural stories.

And especially the gods and ghosts are the most attractive.

"Dad...Dad, where could a fire come from in this wilderness, deep in the mountains and old forests? No way..."

Bang! A gentle slap on his shoulder made the latter tremble. Seeing this, Father Chen looked helpless. Their profession was also called "Jade Disciple". It was common for them to go to and from the mountains, forests and rivers. Although the rules were

There are many, respect gods and ghosts but stay away, don’t be too timid.

This boy of his has a quick mind and quick hands and feet, otherwise he would not have been taken to the mountains to look for jade so early. However, his courage was a bit lacking. Father Chen thought about finding some opportunities for him to practice.

Little did he know that his father beside him had added a lot of troubles to him because of his words.

"Let's go and take a look, and take out two inches of Dingshan incense and light it."

After walking only two steps, he looked at the young man who was fussing about for a while and then blew out two pillars of purple incense. Father Chen thought for a while and looked at the distant fire in the dense forest, pulling out a ghost-like shadow, and couldn't help but reappear.

My son was stunned by what he just said, and his body felt cold after the cold wind blew.

"Forget it, this place is indeed remote. Refugees may not be able to come here. There are many jackals without food or water..."

After thinking a thousand times, Chen's father groped in the cloth bag for a while and took out two beautiful green Xiu jade pieces tied with red strings.

It was polished into the shape of a tiger, and the mane could be seen clearly. It was very fine. It cost Chen's father Aye a lot of money to hire a jade craftsman to make it specially.

"Take it and tie it to your wrist!"

Handing the jade to the young man, Father Chen looked at his increasingly panicked face. He was square and resolute, exactly like himself when he was young. He was a handsome young man from all over the country.

So he said a few words of comfort in a gentle tone. After all, he had been involved in the business of gods and ghosts for so many years. No matter how many ancestors told him, he had never seen the mountain god.

After giving a few instructions, he stretched the red rope outward, pressed the tail of the jade tiger with his index finger, and opened the majestic tiger head toward the front with its bloody mouth.

After going through all the tricks his father taught him in his head, Chen's father calmed down and led the young man cautiously towards the direction of the fire.

Boom!

The thunder was rolling, and the dark clouds were layered, as if it was going to rain heavily in the next moment. The two of them did not dare to delay. There were still dozens of miles of mountain roads away from the village where their home was. Their clothes were soaked by the rain, and they became sick with fever.

The next section of the road is not so easy.

So the pace quickened a bit, and at this time, he didn't care whether there was really a mandrill ghost.

Bypassing the trees, stepping over the weeds, and walking through the rocks, the two followed each other step by step, and soon they suddenly became enlightened.

call--

The warm breeze blows in your face, gentle and refreshing.

This is... Father Chen's footsteps stopped, and the young man behind him had already opened his eyes wide and was dumbfounded.

But in front of the two of them, they saw an exquisite wooden house sitting quietly with a wooden table beside it. A few steps further, they saw a lush flower garden, and bursts of fragrance filled the nostrils, making people relax.

The fire seen outside was blooming from a position not far from the stone table. Father Chen looked closely and saw only a bonfire made of wooden blocks, crackling, tongues of fire licking, rising up from time to time, and then dissipating in an instant.

Leave behind a warmth as warm as the sun.

"Two of you?"

A gentle voice of inquiry came, bringing the two of them back to their senses.

Father Chen didn't care to think about why a wooden house suddenly appeared in this remote place. It looked like someone had settled here. His eyes wandered, and he seemed to see another two acres of fields behind the wooden house, with unknown green crops planted on it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Is it an illusion... He rubbed his eyes, and for some reason he seemed to see those lush green crops glowing.

"Is there something wrong with you two?"

The voice of inquiry came again, and only then did the two of them realize that there was someone standing next to them.

What a handsome young man!

As soon as they caught sight of it, they were all in awe. Seeing the inexplicably friendly face of the other person, the tense strings in the hearts of Chen's father and his son unknowingly relaxed.

Click!

A clear green jade stone carved with a tiger's head fell from his loosened palm. Father Chen looked down and was stunned, as if something was blurred for a moment.

After a while, he bent down to pick it up, shook his head and smiled, wondering when he had taken this thing out.

Holding it in his arms, he once again looked at the very friendly Qingpao Junjun, smiling as if nothing happened just now, and said hello.

"We are jade disciples who are looking for jade at the foot of the mountain. Our ancestors have been here. This time we went to a river to look for jade. We saw a fire in the forest. We thought we were homeless and went to take a look to avoid the rain."

Chen's father, who didn't realize there was anything wrong with his statement, continued, "This is the first time I saw the Taoist priest, and in this open space, there was actually a wooden house and a field quietly added, and people in the village often went into the mountains.

Even the hunters don’t know.”

On the other side, the Taoist heard the words and waved his hands, offered water to the two of them, and then explained his origin. At this time, the two of them also knew that this was not the person they had guessed before, but a wandering Taoist priest.

"Haha, let the Taoist priest know that I, a silly boy, thought that there were mountain spirits in this place at first, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to move!"

The Taoist nodded: "In the quiet and remote mountain forest, there is an open space suddenly appeared, and there are wooden houses and acres of land. It is unusual no matter how you look at it."

Then he added with a gentle smile, "But there are no weird things in the world. It is too difficult to awaken spirits in the world, and the spirituality in Sichuan and Zetian is extremely rare. Unless a great opportunity comes, no psychic thing will be born naturally for a long time.

.”

The two people in front of them looked at each other, not quite understanding what the Taoist said, but Chen's father didn't think much about it. After all, there were so many people nagging, and the Taoist in front of him looked like he was a generation above others in Taoism, and he probably talked about profound things.

It was common for a country and vulgar person to not understand Taoism.

Looking at his silly son who was also stupid, Chen's father suddenly had the idea of ​​letting him go to a private school in the city.

The family has plenty of money, so not every time they look for jade, they will be rewarded. However, as long as they can open a business once in a month or two, the money earned can keep a family of five from having no worries about food and clothing for more than half a year.

The young man was currently conversing with this Taoist priest who made him feel very close and fond of him. Most of his words were about his experiences following his father into the mountains to pick jade in recent years, the shortcomings of the parents in the village, or which girl was handsome.

Make him feel good.

Snapped!

"What a bastard! You still miss Uncle Wang's little Yu'er. I didn't even know that before."

Xiao Yuer in the village has been engaged for a long time, and now she is about to get married.

Chen's father beat him, and the young man argued that it was just the young Mu Ai, but he was so frightened that he hurried away.

The Taoist smiled and watched the interaction between the two people. The young man held his head and looked aggrieved. Chen's father kept talking, sometimes criticizing all kinds of nonsense, sometimes praising him for his quick mind, motivation and studiousness. He also said that he should give it to him as soon as possible.

He said that when it comes to marriage, you can become stable only when you are concerned about it.

Ever since the death of the young man Aye, the two of them had not communicated like this for a long time. At this moment, the little things that were secretly secretly revealed in one breath, the atmosphere between father and son was 'harmonious' for a while.

As the time passed, the Taoist asked some more about the customs and customs of this place. Most of the time, the two of them talked about how there were all kinds of things from all over the world. Even Chen's father had already told his family about their methods of finding jade, and some of them were in the jade apprenticeship.

The stories passed down from word of mouth intrigued the Taoists.

"Jushi Chen's method of picking jade is really mysterious. The Twelve-Character Golden Technique is very similar to the secret technique of Feng Shui. I think it has been passed down from our ancestors."

"Where, where."

Unknowingly, after a long time, the Taoist sent the two of them outside. The sky was bright and bright. The two of them looked around and suddenly realized that it was already three o'clock in the morning. They and others had actually sat at the wooden table and talked all night long!
To be continued...