Chapter 21: It is shaped like a beast with many knots,
I heard the old man in the village introduce the life of this landowner before. He was an official when he was alive. After his death, he was enshrined as land. He was not canonized by the court. It is estimated that the land under his jurisdiction should not exceed a few miles from the village.
Chen Yuan asked the old man to sit down. Apart from the ulterior motives, this time he was really dealing with someone with a divine status. He called the fat Taoist over there who was looking at the Earth God in a daze. The latter reacted, pinched his face hard, and panicked.
He went to the bed of the cart and dug out his water bag, then took a wooden cup and poured some water into it for the two of them.
"Master, are you really a landowner?" The fat Taoist handed the cup to Chen Yuan and asked in a low voice.
Chen Yuan didn't answer, but just smiled at the old man opposite, "I wonder if the land showed up to tell you something important?"
"It's nothing. It's just that a Buddhist monk suddenly came to the village, so I came out to meet and talk a few words." The old man held the cup in his hand and smelled it gently. "I haven't drank herbal tea from Qingshan County in many years.
, I didn’t expect that Li’s Teahouse on Xiangyang Street is still open, it must have been 130 years.”
Unexpectedly, the tea shop on the street across from the Liu Mansion has been open for so many years.
But before he thought too much about this matter, Tu Di over there took out a piece of bread from his arms with a smile, gently broke it in half, and handed half a piece to Chen Yuan.
"Many years ago, when my son was still alive, I brought this pancake back from Qingshan County. I couldn't bear to eat it. As a result, no one talked to me for many years, so I kept this pancake."
many years?
Chen Yuan stopped the pancake near her mouth and looked at it subconsciously, maybe it was expired...
As if he could tell that Chen Yuan was worried, the old man smiled even more and waved his hand.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, this is not a real cake, but the essence of the dough in the cake. It has been melted by incense for so many years, so it is naturally indestructible."
Chen Yuan laughed dumbly, not expecting such a joke, but he said calmly: "To be honest, I just stepped into the door of cultivation, and my master was not clear-headed. Many things were not explained to me, which made the world laugh.
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"Haha, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
The old man took a bite of the pancake and made no sound. It was obviously really incense. Chen Yuan also tried to take a small bite, but there was no real feeling between his lips. The place he bit down turned into a wisp of smoke in his mouth and inhaled it, and his body
With a sudden tremor, the cyclone in Dantian accelerated a lot.
Among the rotating gas clouds, there are light spots that are constantly flashing in the clouds.
"how?"
The old man's words suddenly woke Chen Yuan up, and he quickly stood up and handed over his hands. The change just now was obviously a deliberate gift from the old man.
"Kite thanks the land."
"hehe."
The old man just chuckled, put the cup in his hand on the stone, and followed suit, "Looking at your words and deeds, I don't think you are someone with evil intentions. You are the one who has been able to talk to me for so many years, so what if we share it together, haha...
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The mottled tree shades swayed gently on the ground, and the landowner laughed heartily, arching his hands and turning into a cloud of green smoke that gradually sank into the ground.
When the green smoke dissipated, Chen Yuan took back his hand and felt quite emotional in his heart. The pattern of this immortal was just different. Also, there were so many intrigues in cultivating Taoism and immortality, otherwise it would not be Taoism.
The sun shone on his face, and it took him a while before he regained his composure and got back on the road amidst the fat Taoist's gossipy questions. According to the villagers' description, the Tomb Hill was not far away.
On the way, the crazy old man who was sleeping soundly in the carriage woke up and complained that he was hungry. The fat Taoist got out of the car and went for a walk in the forest, picking some wild vegetables and fruits.
"I work as a chef at Tianshimen. I don't know anything else. When it comes to eating, I'm an expert."
The fat Taoist took out a small palm-sized stove from the yellow cloth bag on his waist, carefully lit the burning core on it, and the flames as big as beans burned a small pot. He kneaded the wild vegetables and fruits, mixed them with water, boiled them, and sprinkled some
Seasoned with fine salt, I have to say that the rising heat has a faint fragrance.
Sun Zhengde put on his mustache and stirred the pot with a pair of chopsticks that showed off quite a bit.
“In terms of ingredients, the simplest method is often the only way to make soups with original flavor.”
After saying that, Chen Yuan also had a taste. The soup was delicious and the fruit was sweet. It was suitable for people with light tastes. However, after a few bites, the crazy old man lost interest and started clamoring for meat.
"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, it's still useful." The fat Taoist hurriedly grabbed the small pot. Seeing the confused eyes of the master and apprentice, he patted the bottom of the pot with his precious heart, "Keep it for a meal, it can still be used to make soup.
"
Well……
Chen Yuan slapped the old cow's butt wordlessly, and the green cow sped up with a 'moo' sound. Soon after, he changed his route from the dirt road and drove through a roadless forest, arriving at the foot of the bare mountain.
As the old man in the village said, the mountain shape is not steep and towering, it is like a large mound of earth bulging high. The earth is brown and hard, and when you touch it hard, a small nest will be poked out. Compared with the surrounding mountains, it looks small.
Out of place.
"Could it be that it's not a mountain, but a tomb?"
"What are we doing here?"
Sun Zhengde got off the bullock cart with a small pot in his arms and looked at the bare rocks on the hillside. He had no idea what he was doing on such a barren hill.
The crazy old man didn't have so many problems. He got off the bullock cart and ran around on the hillside. The speed was so frightening that the fat Taoist was already used to it.
Looking back, he saw that Chen Yuan had already walked up the gentle slope ahead, stretching up the mountain one step at a time. The wind blew, and his hair was stroking his forehead. He pinched his fingers and recalled what was described in the book, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
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"There is only one sentence in the book that states that if you want to find the dark wood, you may have to dig through the entire mountain..."
Looking at everything brown, only sparse weeds were swaying tenaciously in the wind. No larger plants could be seen at all, and not even ants or insects could be seen in the cracks in the mud.
"Will it grow down there?"
As he murmured softly, Sun Zhengde was standing next to him. He subconsciously looked down and asked, "What's up there?"
Chen Yuan ignored him and continued to walk forward with a frown, prompting the Taoist to follow behind him with the hem of his robe in hand: "You should make it clear, what is the bottom, and what are we looking for?!"
"Dark wood."
Grabbing a handful of soil and holding it in his hand, Chen Yuan used his magic power to feel the message that might be hidden in the sand. Sure enough, there was a faint heat mixed in the sand.
Immediately, Chen Yuan and the fat Taoist, and even the master, were searched around together. After half an hour, Chen Yuan finally found a soil cave sealed by sand under a raised weathered rock.
The entrance to the cave is so narrow that only one person can squat down to get in. Fortunately, it's not very deep inside. From a distance of four to five feet, you can faintly see the end of the uneven cave wall in front of you. A long piece of wood stretches out from the top and bottom of the cave, which is as thick as your wrist.
This is the dark wood recorded in the book. It even looks a bit scary. It is dark and dull, and densely packed with links. If you are not paying attention, you might think it is a big centipede. Chen Yuan moves closer and vaguely seems to see it.
Squirming up and down.
Chen Yuan reached out and touched the dark wood lightly.
The wooden body suddenly shook, as if it was frightened, and it shrank downwards. Chen Yuan grabbed it almost instinctively, and broke off a section. The rest quickly sank into the soil, and even the mud hole was filled up instantly.
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Is this thing really alive?
Looking at the dark wood in his hand like a dead thing with some pity, Chen Yuan was still satisfied, at least he got more than three feet, but he was also convinced that the mountain became like this, which was probably related to the dark wood.
Holding it in his hand and weighing it, Chen Yuan temporarily exited the cave. Before he could reach the entrance of the cave, he heard the sound of people outside.
"That fat Taoist, does that bullock cart belong to you?"
"Zhang Fei? The three of us are looking for you!"
Hearing these two sentences, Chen Yuan frowned slightly. The sunlight outside the cave shone down, and he looked outside. In the bright sky, two men and a woman stood on the hillside holding swords.