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930, torture (1/2)

The cement road extended for a kilometer or two into the deep forest and then came to an abrupt end.

the end of the road,

There are still lush trees.

A road paved with stones winds its way into the forest.

Yun Nishang asked Jiang Yingying about the way forward, then drove the black off-road vehicle onto the dirt road and walked unsteadily on the bumpy dirt road. After walking for more than ten minutes, the front finally became clear.

Green pines and cypresses surround a small temple.

The floor in front of the temple was paved with cement.

The three doors on the left and right of the small temple are open, and the words "Zhuhulang Temple" are written on the forehead.

The shape of the eaves of the gate tower is different from that of many newly built temples, temples and Taoist temples. It can be seen that this temple has a history.

The off-road vehicle stopped at the edge of the ground.

Su Wu, Yun Nishang, and Jiang Yingying got out of the car one after another.

There is a table supported in the right door of the temple.

An old man in simple clothes was sitting behind the table. When he saw Su Wu and his group approaching the temple gate, he quickly stood up and peered through the door to observe the three people walking towards him. His eyes hesitated, as if he wanted to say hello.

He didn't dare to speak rashly.

Jiang Yingying followed Su Wu. When she saw the old man, she waved and wanted to talk.

Yun Nishang had already walked closer before her and said gently to the old man: "Hello, we are the folklorists who have greeted us from the 'clan' and come to visit Hulang Temple. You should receive the news.

Alright?"

"Hey, yes, yes!" The old man nodded repeatedly, looked at Yun Nishang, then turned to look at Su Wu, extending his hand to shake Su Wu's hand, "I received a call, saying that a folklorist came to inspect the religious unit.

He also specifically told me,

No matter what requirements you two have, I will do my best to meet them!

When I saw you just now, I didn’t dare to recognize you.

You are really young and promising, you are young and promising!”

The old man held Su Wu's hand and did not let go. His eyes seemed to be glued to Su Wu's face, and he kept staring at Su Wu.

Su Wu found it difficult to bear the old man's enthusiasm, so he withdrew his hand from the other man's hand and said with a smile: "We are traveling all over the country, investigating and researching, sleeping in the open air, how can we be considered young and promising?

Sir, stop joking,

Let’s show us this temple first!”

This old man should be the manager and caretaker of Zhuhulang Temple.

After all, this temple is quite old.

The buildings in the temple are also ancient buildings and have certain historical value. Naturally, they need to be watched over and protected at all times.

"Okay, then I'll take you around to take a look!"

The old man had a warm expression and walked beside Su Wu, guiding Su Wu as a 'tour guide'.

Jiang Yingying followed behind,

Seeing that the old man was completely unaware of his presence,

It's like I can't see myself.

She looked at Su Wu in front of her blankly, and finally couldn't help calling out: "Grandpa Li!"

Hearing her call, the old man turned around and noticed Jiang Yingying's presence. He grinned: "Yingying is here too, where is your grandpa? Why didn't he come with you?"

We harvested a lot of radishes in the garden today, you can take some back to make soup later!"

After speaking,

The old man turned to talk to Su Wu again.

He seemed to have a special rapport with Su Wu, and he started chatting when he saw Su Wu.

Jiang Yingying always thought that the old man who looked after the "Zhuhulang Temple" was a gentle but taciturn old man who liked to play chess. She never thought that the old man had such a talkative side.

"How long have you been guarding this temple?

Do you know anything about this temple?”

Su Wu, who was walking in front, asked the old man.

The old man nodded repeatedly, as if he knew everything, and replied: "This Tiger Hunting Temple can be clearly seen as a temple during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The local people built this temple at that time for

To commemorate an immortal who solved the troubles for the people here.

The immortal controlled the tiger and solved some terrible and difficult problems for the local people.

Hence the name ‘Tiger Catcher’.

After the disaster was solved, the 'tiger catcher' disappeared.

From then on, there were often wandering Taoist priests and begging monks staying in this temple, and there were also Taoist priests and magicians who borrowed the name of the temple's "Tiger Catcher Immortal" to slay demons everywhere.

Therefore, some magic weapons for subduing demons and exorcisms were also left in the temple.

——Those things were left behind by Taoist monks from outside, and they are not owned by the tiger catcher himself."

“Resolved something terrible?

Master, do you know what happened?" Su Wu turned to look at the old man.

The old man shook his head: "I am not from that time, so how can I know what the tiger hunter has solved?

This incident is actually recorded in our local county annals.

But the specifics of the matter are unclear.”

"County Chronicle?

Where can I check the local county annals?" Su Wu then asked.

"You should be able to find it at the county library, right?" The old man was also a little unsure about this.

He accompanied Su Wu as he approached the main hall of the temple.

In front of the wall opposite the door,

A statue of the god is erected.

The statue wore a cape made of waterfowl feathers, had a round face and big eyes, and was sitting on the back of a colorful tiger.

The statue carries a sack on its back, and the tiger carries a basket.

The basket seemed to be piled with snow-white grains of rice.

Seeing those shaped rice grains, Su Wu's pupils shrank.

His eyes then fell on the handprint formed in the hands of the young statue - the 'Heart Lamp Seal'!

Before he established the Zaojun Temple and re-established the "Yinximai Zaozhuang", there was no such mudra as the "Heart Lamp Seal" in the world. In order to commemorate his master, he accidentally discovered that this mudra can be used as a reference for the heart pulse.

The many divine statues on the outline are lit with lanterns,

Therefore, this seal was formed spontaneously,

Junior brothers and junior sisters all followed him to form this seal.

so,

The 'Tiger Catcher' currently enshrined in the main hall is very likely to have a deep connection with the 'Yinxi Maizao Team'.

The face of the statue was that of a young man. From the appearance of the statue, it was difficult for Su Wu to get any clues - after all, no matter who created the statue in ancient and modern times in Tai Asia, it was impossible to make the face of the god look like a human being.

There is a big taboo in this!

At this point, the customs inherited from Taiya are quite different from those in the secret realm.

After the death of many Hutuktu in the Secret Realm, they will leave gold and bronze statues in the world, and the faces of the statues are almost exactly the same as when they were alive.

Su Wu could only judge from the various details of this statue whether the young man was the 'successor of the Yinxi Pulse Zao Class'?

Even his junior brother?

——Goucheng?!

Before leaving the Kitchen God simulation, he taught Gou Sheng the complete "Chakra Cultivation Method of the King in Tiger Clothing". If he truly mastered the power of King in Tiger Clothing, it would not be difficult to subdue and raise a tiger!

Then this statue,

Was it erected by local people in memory of Gou Sheng?

Su Wu looked up at the tall statue, with thoughts in his mind.

"This clay sculpture has been repaired more than ten times and repainted with gold paint five or six times." The old man guarding the Zhuhulang Temple and Su Wu looked at the statue together and said with emotion.

lower your head,

Su Wu saw the magical artifacts enshrined in front of the statue,

There is a round incense burner standing further in front.

The incense burns in the furnace, and the aroma lingers.

——He did not see the "stone brazier" that Zao Banzi must have when opening a temple, which means that this temple is indeed a normal mud temple, not a "weird mud temple".

"How does the old man know how many times this mud tire has been repaired?" Su Wu asked the old man while picking up a stick of incense from the incense burner, lighting it on the candle holder, and inserting it into the incense burner.

He looked at the slowly burning incense stick,

The old man’s voice rang in my ears: “Our family has been guarding this temple for generations, so of course we know this!

When I remember, this temple was guarded by my grandfather.

My grandfather passed away,

When his father got old, he came to guard the temple.

Wait until he is gone,

I came back from working outside and am old, so I will guard the temple."

"Since this temple was built, has your family been guarding this temple?" Su Wu suddenly turned his head and stared at the old man.

The old man nodded calmly and said, "Yes."

"Then your family has guarded this temple for so many years,

Are there no written records or records left behind?"

"Hi!

How could there be so many literate people in the past?

Not to mention leaving written records, there were not many people who could write their own names in the past.

This year, I started to record the damage and repairs to things in this temple, but you don’t want to see this, do you?” The old man shook his hand and said with a smile.

Su Wu was silent for a moment.

The old man observed his expression. At this time, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, pulled out one and handed it to Su Wu. Su Wu waved his hand and said, "I rarely smoke."

He has basically never smoked cigarettes now.

The old man lit his cigarette,

He smoked half of it,

The smoke obscured his face,

It made his eyes look a little ethereal.

While he was puffing away the mist, he said: "Speaking of writing names, I remember one thing my grandfather told me - the Li in our family, and the local 'Tangzhou Li' in Tangcheng, and how they escaped later.

The 'Dazao Plum' is not the same.

The ‘Li’ in our family is ‘Tiger-catching Plum’.

The tiger-catching immortal asked my ancestors for help and gave his surname to my ancestors!"

plum!

Su Wu closed her eyes.

I thought of my master handing me a branch and asking me to write the names "Li Wu" and "Li Yueshan" to him one stroke at a time.



"This white radish is crispy and sweet. It tastes great when stewed with mutton and stewed in soup!"

"That's enough, there's enough, I can't finish it, Grandpa Li."

"Get some more, get some more!"

After stuffing the plastic bag full with big white radish, Old Man Li waved goodbye to Su Wu and his group. He leaned against the temple gate and watched Su Wu and his group get into the off-road vehicle, and the black car drove into the road they came from.

Gradually disappeared into the deep forest.

The old man took out another cigarette,

Caught between fingers, not lit,

There was some confusion in his eyes.

I am confused as to why I am so kind to that strange young male folklorist for no reason?

Is it because our two families are related by ancestors?

Old Man Li was amused by the thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind.

He lit his cigarette and smoked it, then went to the temple backyard to see if the food was cooked and ready to have dinner.


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