Chapter 391 Gathering incense and reopening the True Monarch Temple
The stream flows over the blue stones, and the birds in the dense forest sway their branches and leaves and sing.
The seven or eight men marching brushed away weeds and shrubs, jumped over bluestones along the stream, and let the woodcutter and herb picker identify the direction. By this time, the sun had already risen above the clouds.
Many people were suspicious, thinking that these two people were just lying and bragging, and that the precious medicinal materials and wood they obtained were just an excuse to give them as gifts from the mountain gods, so that others would not dare to do bad things.
"Is this the way?"
"Everyone, be careful. There is moss on the rocks. Be careful if you fall into the water."
"Da Linzi, please see if you can go this way."
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The crowd reminded each other, and also asked the woodcutter to identify the direction. The urged woodcutter and herb picker recalled for a while, glanced at a certain location, and excitement suddenly appeared on their faces.
"We found the road, everyone, hurry up and follow us. The way to the Taoist temple is this way."
As soon as everyone heard their affirmative tone, their previous dejection was wiped away, and they rushed over very quickly. Some people still had doubts in their hearts. When they were about to speak, the forest weeds on one side fell down, and a black streak shot out.
The huge, colorful figure headed straight towards one of the villagers.
"Don't hurt me wait!"
Seeing the figure jumping out, the woodcutter mustered up the courage to shout over there, "Have you forgotten what the master in the temple said?!"
As expected, the tiger stopped and looked at the woodcutter who was speaking, as if he knew him. Under the fearful gaze of everyone, he backed away slowly, then turned around and plunged into the forest.
The forest was still swaying in the lingering wind, and a group of villagers were so frightened that their legs were paralyzed. When they came back to their senses, their eyes were full of horror. All the doubts in their hearts disappeared at this time, and they understood that the two of them had really encountered an adventure.
Without any further delay, he speeded up and crossed the stream and got into the forest in front. Soon the woodcutter found the entrance. Sure enough, as they said, after passing a few big trees, the view became wider.
Wild flowers bloom all over the valley, green old pines are spread all over the cliffs on both sides of the valley, and from time to time, white cranes spread their wings and fly over both sides of the valley.
The whole group felt refreshed and happy, as if a scroll of painting was unfolding in their eyes.
"Look, it's that Taoist temple!"
The woodcutter was trembling with excitement as he hurriedly called on the villagers who were following him to go up the steep slope next to them, and rushed back and forth to the building in the distance.
"There is no big green cow like you mentioned!"
"There is no precious light overflowing. It looks like an ordinary Taoist temple."
There was a lot of chattering in the crowd, and some people looked up at the inscription on the gate of the temple: The Temple of the Spiritual Appearance of the True King.
This is the first time I have heard of such a person named Lingxian Zhenjun, and I don’t know who is enshrined there.
A group of people gathered around each other and tiptoed into the Taoist temple. Looking around, they didn't see any masters like teachers. Instead, they only saw a little Taoist boy sitting on the stone steps in front of the hall. When he saw someone coming, he glanced at it.
Then ignore it.
"Little Taoist Priest, where are the experts in this temple?"
The woodcutter and the herb gatherer had seen this Taoist boy and knew that he had something to do with the master. "I will bring the villagers over to thank the two masters yesterday."
"My master, Zhenjun, and Taoist Feihe went outside. I don't know when they will come back. You can do what you want."
Sun Yingxian was too lazy to pay attention to them. He took out the Taoist Scripture from under his buttocks and flipped through it, then closed it again, raised his face, and walked away while continuing to chant.
It turned out that I was reciting scriptures from the Taoist Canon.
"The master is not here, what should we do?"
"It's better to take a look inside the temple."
Everyone cooed for a while, and saw that the Taoist boy didn't care about them. After cupping their hands, they crowded towards the palace door and looked in curiously. There were tall statues standing on the altar, with tall statues glaring, or holding weapons.
If you want to kill someone, if you look at it for a long time, it will feel like it is falling down on someone, which is scary.
"Oh, I've seen that guy in the front row. Isn't he the powerful Mr. Guan in China?! The one with a dark face next to him seems to be Zhang Fei?"
"There are many others that I haven't seen before... Why are they all kept in the temple..."
"Hey, look at the one in the middle!"
When someone pointed it out, the woodcutter and the herb gatherer trembled. They stared blankly at the sculpture where the leader was sitting on the chair, and their words became stuttering.
"It seems... big... everyone... that statue looks like... the master we saw... yesterday."
The villagers were stunned when they heard this, and followed their sight. The sculpture sitting high on the altar had an inexplicable majesty, which weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.
In other words, the person who led Dalinzi and Xiaozhong to escape from the tiger's mouth was the true king enshrined in this hall?
Everyone thought of this almost at the same time. They couldn't help but look at each other and didn't dare to speak. They quickly knelt down in front of the palace door and bowed to the statue of the true king and the heroes they knew or didn't know.
"Little Taoist Priest, we bid farewell."
After praying, everyone felt a little uneasy. The woodcutter apologized to the little Taoist boy who was reciting scriptures. As soon as he left, he met a young man coming from a distance. In a few steps, he arrived not far in front of the group of people.
, then asked them to wait for a while, and took out a package of something from his sleeve, which was still warm.
The woodcutter took it respectfully and couldn't help but ask: "This gentleman...what is that wrapped in the paper?"
"True Lord knows that you are coming, and asked me to give you something to eat on the way back." The young master smiled and said: "True Lord said, you are all hardworking people. You have worked hard all your life and you are not able to have enough food and clothing.
I am so tired that I have injuries all over my body. We share this food and eat it. Although it cannot prolong life, it can get rid of hidden diseases."
After saying that, the young master cupped his hands and went straight to the Taoist temple.
Leave a few people behind, you look at me, I look at you, after hesitating for a moment, the woodcutter still opened the paper, and there was actually dough inside, which was soft and crystal clear, like jade withered, and had a faint fragrance.
More or less exactly eight.
The eight people were hungry, especially after seeing such delicious food. They couldn't help themselves. They couldn't help but take one piece each, stuffed it into their mouths and chewed it. The nephrite-like dough melted after chewing for a few times, and fell into their stomachs with a warm feeling.
It rises all over the body.
The body bones that were a little tired suddenly regained strength. Some people even touched their kneecaps and exclaimed in surprise: "The old problem in my knees has been cured."
This man had accumulated rheumatism in his knees for many years and had been suffering from pain. Unexpectedly, as soon as he swallowed the dough, the cold pain in his knees disappeared in an instant. He even ran a few steps quickly and jumped up and down in front of his companions.
, no problem can be seen at all.
The others were also foraging in the fields, and they all had injuries and wounds on their bodies. Like the man, they were all fully recovered, which made them quite excited. After a while, they all knelt down and kowtowed towards the Taoist temple, and then brought this news with them.
He hurried back to bring the news here to the villagers, and came to offer incense and pay his wish early tomorrow morning.