After a light rain, the mountain stream became much refreshed. The only bad thing was probably that there was a little more mud on the road.
After passing through that mountain road.
The civet cat in Mr. Qingshan's arms saw the continuous mountains in front of him and couldn't help but said: "There are so many mountains!"
The civet cat looked like it had never seen the world, and looked eagerly at the mountains in front of it. It was a emerald green color, layer upon layer, as if there was a paradise behind the mountains.
"Boom!!"
The sound of ancient bells came from a very far away place.
The civet cat blinked, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "What's the sound?"
Chen Changsheng said: "It's the big bell of the Taoist temple."
"How do you know?"
"I heard it."
"It's amazing."
"Um."
Chen Changsheng looked around and saw that there seemed to be a Taoist rhythm emerging spontaneously among the mountains in the distance.
Perhaps it was due to the great increase in luck in the world, or perhaps there were monks from the Immortal Sect who left their Tao seeds here in search of disciples.
Thinking about it, Qingshan City has a Taoist tradition in the world, and it is also the place where Taoism is most prosperous. If the Immortal Sect is looking for a place in the human world to accept disciples, Qingshan City is indeed the most suitable place.
After walking for a few more hours, we got closer and closer to the mountains.
The civet cat looked in front of him and said: "There is no way."
There are overgrown weeds in front of us, and there is no way forward.
"There was a way before." Chen Changsheng said.
The civet cat looked to the side again, where a temple stood, which looked a little old.
"Why is there a temple here?" the civet cat asked puzzledly.
Chen Changsheng carried it and walked towards the temple.
"Pah, pah..."
The sound of cutting grass sounded in front of the temple.
Anyone?
The civet cat looked at Chen Changsheng and then stopped talking.
In front of the temple, there was an old man chopping the weeds on both sides with a hatchet. Perhaps he was tired from the work, so he wiped his sweat with his clothes, then walked aside and continued to chop the weeds.
I saw a figure walking on the path beside me.
The old man stopped what he was doing and asked: "Hey, which family do you come from, young man? How did you end up here?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I have met the old man. Chen is here to visit Yuan Shanshen."
After hearing this, the old man said: "Now that everyone has taken the high road, it is rare for young people to come to worship."
Up to now, only a few of the older generation in the mountain temple still know about it.
Chen Changsheng stepped forward and asked, "Are there few people worshiping?"
The old man was shocked and said: "We are the only old guys who are still offering incense and paying homage. All the young people in the family are stubborn and don't want to come. That's why we said we are here to pay homage to the young ones."
"Is this so..."
Chen Changsheng said, and looked across the temple to the chains hanging from the cliff and the opening through the mountain.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Does anyone still add wooden sticks to the cave now?"
After hearing this, the old man said: "Young man, do you even know this?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "I have walked this road in the past."
"amazing."
The old man said, "No one goes here now. We old guys can't go up, and the younger generations don't dare to go up. They haven't put wood in for many years."
He sighed and said: "If no one takes a look at this, I'm afraid it will really collapse in a few years."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly. The old man was right. The logs in the cave have rotted away. Now they are just holding on. In a few days, they may collapse, and there will no longer be a road to Tianque Mountain.
The civet cat saw that the old man seemed worried.
It blinked, somewhat confused as to why this person was worried.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "It won't work if it collapses."
He thought for a while and said: "Chen just wants to live forever, but unfortunately he doesn't have any suitable wood with him. Why don't the old man lend me the hatchet, and Chen can use it locally."
After hearing this, the old man was shocked and asked: "You really want to live your life like this?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "There is a peach grove behind the mountain. Chen has an old friend there. It is too far to walk to Changguan Mountain."
The old man took Chen Changsheng's hand and said, "You are right here, waiting for me, and you are not allowed to leave."
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "Chen won't leave."
The old man said something and then walked towards the temple.
The old man limped when he walked. It seemed that he was old and had some inconvenience in his legs and feet.
But it was obvious that he was walking in a hurry, as if he was afraid that he would regret leaving if he was too slow.
The old man took out many wooden stakes from the temple. The wooden stakes were all tied tightly with hemp ropes and formed into a ball.
These seem to have been prepared for a long time.
The old man handed over the wooden stake. He took a breath and said, "On behalf of the old guys from all over the country, I would like to thank you for giving birth to you."
Chen Changsheng took the wooden stake. For some reason, after the old man finished speaking these words, the wooden stake in his hand seemed a little heavier.
He nodded and said, "It's just a small matter."
The old man immediately asked: "Young man, don't worry, you have to let me know your name."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "Chen wine tea, wine and tea."
The old man took note of it. He held Chen Changsheng's hand and said, "The road is difficult, so be careful."
"Don't worry, old man."
Chen Changsheng was about to leave, but then he asked again: "Old man, if Chen has one more word, what should we do if no one walks on this road again?"
After hearing this, the old man grinned and said, "No one will leave anymore. Aren't you still leaving, my descendant?"
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and then started laughing.
There will always be someone.
Chen Changsheng held the hemp rope tying the wooden stakes in one hand and walked under the iron rope holding the civet cat in his other hand.
He looked at Lihua and said, "I'll put it on Chen's shoulder in a while."
The civet cat nodded, then jumped up and landed on Chen Changsheng's shoulder.
Chen Changsheng freed up a hand and grabbed the chain.
The old man stood behind him and said: "Don't be careless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man grabbing the chain with one hand and suddenly exerting force on his feet.
"jingle……"
The iron rope jingled as it swayed.
The young man stepped on the cliff again, as if flying in the air, and climbed up quickly by clinging to the iron rope.
The old man was stunned when he saw it. After reacting, he realized that his worries were unnecessary.
"Good work!!"
Within a few breaths, Chen Changsheng had already grabbed the entrance of the cave with one hand and crawled in.
He looked back down the mountain and waved at the old man.
The old man responded to him with a smile.
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and then carried the bundle of wooden stakes into the cave.
Li Huamao asked: "Good man Chen."
"how?"
Only then did the civet cat ask: "Is there anything good about this road?"
"Why does Cihua ask that?"
"I saw that the old man just now seemed worried, but it's obviously just one road, and it's very difficult to walk."
Li Huamao actually wanted to say, does this count as a road?
Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "Probably because this road has accompanied them for many years. In the future, Li Hua will also walk back along the past road. At that time, when looking at the road under their feet,
You will be just as reluctant to let go of it as that old man."
The civet cat nodded in understanding.
It raised its head and asked again: "Are you also reluctant to let go?"