Chapter seven hundred and eighty-fourth return to the mountain gate
"Take care of yourself"
"Bon Voyage"
Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun stood outside the bar, hugging and saying goodbye.
"You go find Situ Shengyun, he has a way to cover your identity. Although it will not be washed clean, it will definitely not let you walk on the road and worry about being caught." Before leaving, Xiang Que Renwang
Kunlun went to Situ Shengyun to solve the troubles on his body. After all, he was wearing a wanted criminal hat on his head when doing business, which was really inconvenient.
"I may not be able to go back after Lao Cao's reincarnation..." Wang Kunlun pondered for a while, then said, "But, I will prepare a copy for him at that time. If the person has not gone, the etiquette will be given.
Otherwise, what should I do if this child grows up?”
Xiang Que grinned and said, "It's okay, my eldest nephew doesn't have to see you."
Wang Kunlun said happily: "Look, don't I reflect the elders' care for younger generations? I must give them the courtesy."
“We’re so bad…”
Three days later, Xiang Que returned to China alone.
Xianyang International Airport, after leaving the exit, boarded the bus and rushed to Zhongnan Mountain.
After returning from the United States, the first thing Xiang Que arranged was to rush back to the mountain gate and return to Zhongnan Mountain. Xiang Que, who had just graduated from university, had some knowledge and skills, but was obviously not enough, and was then tempered.
After a while, I have to go further and take a step forward to taking a postgraduate entrance exam, so I went back to the mountain to recharge.
Several times when fighting with people, Xiang Que felt that he had not been able to carry forward the techniques of Gujingguan. Before the Taoist technique of Gujingguan was connected to Yin, he was the entry-level path, and after the Yin was connected to Yin, it was the great path. Logically speaking, he should go back after the Yin was connected to Yin.
He went to the mountain gate, but there were too many common things that he had to go back to find the old Taoist. Now it was almost time to reincarnate Cao Qingdao. Taking advantage of this space, he had to go back quickly.
Baoji, Meixian.
After getting off the car, Xiangque walked towards Zhongnan Mountain. The closer he was to Zhongnan Mountain, the more he felt a little nervous. Xiao Pengbai, the twenty-three Xiangque grew up to now, there are two places to belong to the family, one is to give birth to him and raise him.
The other is the ancient well view of Zhongnan Mountain, which is to educate people and grow.
People have the saying that homesickness is true, Xiang Que is no exception. What was he feeling when he returned to Northeast China half a year ago, and now he feels when he returns to Zhongnan Mountain again. Although it has only been half a year since then, this period of time
There are really too many experiences outside, and he still feels that life in the mountains is so leisurely.
After entering Zhongnan Mountain, the weather began to get a little cooler at this time. The autumn air was cool and cooler. Xiang Que, who was wearing only a thin dress, felt a little cold. He walked step by step in the mountains with his arms raised.
On the way.
In Zhongnan Mountain, except for a few places leading to those tourist places, there are mountain roads, most places are covered with thorns and difficult steps, which is indeed a good place to escape the world.
After entering the mountain for more than two hours, he had already gone deeper. On the way, Xiang Que felt a little dry mouth. He looked carefully and saw a low thatched hut under the mountain in front of him and hurried over.
On a huge rock on the left side of the thatched hut, a middle-aged man in his forties sat cross-legged, wearing a cloth hat, wearing cloth clothes, and cloth shoes. His clothes were dirty and sloppy, and he was very ungrateful.
"Laby, I'm disturbing." Xiangque clasped his hands together and bent respectfully and said to the middle-aged man on the huge rock: "Passing by, I'll drink water."
The middle-aged man slowly opened his turbid eyes, walked down from the huge rock, led Xiang Que into the thatched hut, and then asked: "It's getting darker. It's a bit late for you to enter the mountain at this time, and it's not at night in the mountains.
Too safe”
Xiang Que said: "A layman has a kind heart and his home is in the mountains."
A layman is a hermit in Zhongnan Mountain. Over the years, Xiangque will respect and respect each other whenever he encounters such a hermit hidden in the mountains.
The hermits and ascetics in Zhongnan Mountain are slightly similar. The difference is that the ascetics are practicing ascetics throughout the world, while the hermits only live in one place to practice ascetics. However, the two have one thing in common: these people have great perseverance, tough personality, self-reliance, and avoid the world.
To avoid the common people, you can say that they only live in their own world, but it is undeniable that they live far more freely than most people.
It is said that nearly 5,000 ascetic hermits lived in the entire Zhongnan Mountain. These hermits rarely contacted the outside world and lived a common life, away from the city, with the mountains and the breeze.
For these hermits, it is just that others laugh at them as crazy, but they laugh at others not seeing through them.
After drinking two bowls of water in the thatched hut, Xiang Que set off again. After climbing over the two hills, a deep valley appeared in front of him. The shadow of a village under the valley was faintly visible. At this time, it was dark and most of the villages had turned off their lights and went to bed.
It's still dark lights.
Gujing Village, a small village accompanied by Gujing Temple, has been like this for thousands of years. If one more household is sent, one less household will be sent. Then one more household will be sent. It will be born. It has been faithful for thousands of years.
It is the unchanging ancient teachings of Gujing Village.
"Dong, dong, dong" Xiangque walked outside a house with lights on and locked the gate of the courtyard. Not long after, a farmer's greeting came from the courtyard: "Who?"
"Wang Erniang, it's me" Xiang Que replied.
"Tread, tread, tread" There was footsteps in the yard. Not long after, an old woman opened the yard door and looked at Xiang Que with a little surprise and asked: "Xiang Que? Are you leaving the mountain?"
"Come back and take a look, stay for a few days before leaving," Xiang Quexiao said, "I just came back and hadn't eaten yet. There must be nothing left in Guanxi. Erniang, do you still have leftover food at your house?"
"Yes, I'll heat you with steamed buns and soup."
"Good"
After eating some simple meals at the villagers' home, he said goodbye to Que and went to the small hill in the middle of the village ahead. A dilapidated Taoist temple was quietly located on it. It was a very old and filled with a vicissitudes of ancient times.
Outside the ancient well, two vermilion-red doors fell aside, and the courtyard wall collapsed. From the outside, this place was a dilapidated and declining Taoist temple. There were no fireworks or worshipers, and no one even knew that there was a deep valley of Zhongnan Mountain.
Taoist temple called Gujing.
The hall of Taoist temple was flashing with dim candlelight. The autumn wind blew in outside, and the fire was flashing but it never went out. For more than ten years, the candlelight in the hall had never been extinguished once.
"Tait and tram..."
Through the courtyard door that was lying on one side, stepping on the uneven floor tiles, Xiang Que walked into the Gujingguan Hall. Against the backdrop of four bronze ancient lamps and candles in the hall, a figure fell on the futon and dozed.
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