When Qian Duofu heard the young man’s grandfather asked why Grandpa Jin could be the mountain god in his place, he suddenly felt a light on his face, straightened his back and cupped his hands and said:
"Back to you, young master, talking about this matter, Grandpa Jin and our Zhuangzi have a great connection.
According to the records of our village, when my great-great-grandfather was still the owner of the village, one year when he was hunting for the black man in Qingluo Mountain in winter, he didn’t want his great-great-grandfather to get lost alone in the mountain. He came across a giant giant salamander with a golden body, which was human-shaped and stood as tall as a person.
, uttering human words and asking my great-grandfather: Am I like a human being?..."
The young man heard this interestingly and chimed in:
"Haha, it's not unusual for a golden salamander to grow so big, but how can it look like a human being? It's really fantastic."
The steward behind him heard this and immediately whispered:
"Young master, this is asking for silence, and... we live in the countryside, there are some taboos that we need to be careful about."
"Well...the owner of the village continues to talk."
"What Guanshi Xi said is absolutely true. This is exactly what Grandpa Jin is asking for silence from my great-great-grandfather."
"Then how did your great-great-grandfather reply?"
"My great-great-grandfather was frightened at first, but then he realized that this giant golden salamander was asking him for silence, so he pretended to be deaf and mute and refused to answer."
"Huh? Why don't you want to answer?"
The young man asked in question.
"Perhaps the great-great-grandfather was worried that it would cause karma, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and tried to get away with it.
Unexpectedly, Grandpa Jin kept asking questions, but Great-Great-grandfather could not find a way out in the mountains. He could not escape without replying, and he was pressed for more questions. Great-grandfather was so fed up that he blurted out: "You are like a grandson," and then he
I discovered that the road down the mountain was right in front of me, and Grandpa Jin had also disappeared."
"What about the funeral? Tell me quickly."
The young master asked as if listening to a book.
"After my great-great-grandfather came down from the mountain, there was a thunderous sound on the mountain. That night, he suffered from a high fever that would not go away for three days.
Three days later, he recovered on his own. While walking in the village, he lost his way again. On the way, he met a child wearing golden silk. He stopped his great-grandfather and complained that he should not talk nonsense. As a result, although he became a human body, he still looked like a child. p>
Only then did my great-grandfather learn that the child transformed by the golden salamander actually came because of his casual complaint.
The boy also asked the whole village to worship him as a mountain god and build a temple behind the village to offer incense. He would ensure that our village had good weather every year. He also made a bet with my great-great-grandfather that if he didn't believe him, he would watch the two wells in the village and there would be water at the beginning of noon.
The water level drops at the second quarter of noon, and the bottom of the well can be seen at the second quarter of noon, and the well water returns to its original position at the third quarter of noon."
"Oh? Did such a strange thing really happen?"
The young man and his brother Qing asked questions together.
"It's absolutely true. It was exactly what Grandpa Jin said. Great-great-grandfather quickly ordered people to build a mountain temple behind the village and erected a golden body of Grandpa Jin's child statue. When the golden body sat down, more people appeared out of thin air.
There was a small golden pill on the base. Great-great-grandfather guessed that it was probably a hidden object instructed by Grandpa Jin, so he personally placed it in the hollow golden body of the statue, and continued to offer incense day and night."
"Pretend to hide it? Why put the golden pill in the golden body?"
The young man asked in confusion. Before Qian Duofu could answer, the manager Xi next to him explained in a low voice again:
"Whenever the statue of the god is seated, it must be filled with treasures, spices, jewelry, or scriptures. It is said that the statue can make the statue more efficacious, and one must be a prominent figure in the local area to be qualified."
"Oh, I don't know about that. It's really interesting. Then you later demolished the statue of Lord Jin and replaced it with the evil dragon. Is it really the same as what Quexian wrote in the Golden Salamander Killing the Dragon?"
Qian Duofu nodded, pondered for a moment and then replied: "I experienced this personally, and there are some details that Grandpa Quexian did not mention."
"Oh? Tell me quickly."
Young Master and Brother Qing became more energetic upon hearing this. Even Cheng Yu on the high branch was curious and listened attentively.
"It was one summer evening four years ago. I had just returned to the house after fetching water from the well, when I heard a loud noise on the mountain behind the village. I hurriedly went out to look in the direction of the mountain temple.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I left Zhuangzi, a thick fog came from nowhere and enveloped me.
I couldn't tell the direction for a while, but suddenly an old man in black robe walked out of the fog and told me that Grandpa Jin had been deprived of his position as the mountain god, and that Qingluo Mountain would be taken over by him. He would quickly change the mountain temple into the Dragon King Temple within three days.
Then destroy the golden body of Grandpa Jin and build him into the golden body of the Dragon King.
I didn't believe it at first, but he took me back to the village. My feet never touched the ground along the way. I was like flying through the clouds and mist. In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the two ancient wells in the village.
The old man in black robe asked me to look into the well. I had just fetched two buckets of clean water from the well. In less than a moment, both wells had dried up and bottomed out, and even the bottoms of the wells had cracks.
While I was in shock and doubt, he turned into a dragon-headed man in front of me, with a single horn on his head, and breathed black air. I was so frightened that I fell to the ground, and then I listened to his words.
Before leaving, he handed me a pitch-black scale the size of a teacup, and ordered me to immediately remove Grandpa Jin's golden body, cover the original golden pills inside the golden body with this scale, and then hide them together in his Dragon King statue.
To ensure that Zhuangzi is safe, I just...sigh!"
That’s right.
Cheng Yu couldn't help but feel emotional after hearing this story. Presumably Yuan Deng had already been killed when Zhuangtou encountered the evil dragon, and those pitch-black scales should be the black energy surrounding Jinwan.
"So, you really have to rely on this bird fairy and the old god to see the light of day again."
The young man next to me continued seemingly casually:
"Congratulations to the owner of Fuzhuang for his good luck and good fortune. I believe that Qingluozhuang will have good weather and good harvests in the future. Congratulations to our master and brother as well. The family will be rich in the coming years."
Upon hearing this, the anger in Qian Duofu's eyes flashed away, and he could only say yes again and again.
As soon as the evil dragons were driven away, this young man used his years to provide himself with eye drops. It was really annoying and abominable.
But the youngest member of the Qian family, the grandfather, is the eldest son of the family. He has been regarded as the apple of the family's eye since he was a child, and he has always been the talker in the family.
Not to mention him, even a dog next to him cannot be offended.
If you can condescend to come in person this time, you must take good care of him. It will be a big advantage in the future.
So I had to stop my anger, put on a smile, and diligently opened a jar of the fruit wine I had buried at home, carefully poured out a bowl and brought it to the young man to quench his thirst.
But before it was handed over to him, the man named Qing Geer pointed at him and shouted back, sharply scolding:
"Hold on! How can you give a big pottery bowl like yours to our brother?"
After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and got into the carriage. He took out a round lacquered wood food box from the inside. He opened the lid and took out a delicate sandalwood box. After opening it again, there was another large celadon round jar inside. When the round jar was opened, the square
Take out a set of wine sets similar to shadow celadon.
The series of operations performed by Brother Qing's fair hands made all the bankers stunned. Even Cheng Yu couldn't help but secretly admire when he saw the exquisite wine set.
The glaze color and shape must be a fine official kiln.
Pour the amber liquid into a large wine cup in the wine set, let it sit for a while, similar to decanting, and then pour it into the cup.
When the wine touches the cup, it turns into a light dark blue color that matches the true color of the porcelain.
"Brother, please use it."
Brother Qing then raised his glass and handed it to me.
"Hiss! Huh? Your wine this year seems not as mellow as in previous years?"
The young man’s grandfather took a sip of wine and said with a frown.
After Qian Duofu hurriedly explained the ins and outs of groundbreaking in advance, the young man’s grandfather nodded and asked:
"Then, has anyone in your village seen with their own eyes what this Bird Immortal looks like?"
"This..."
Qian Duofu wanted to say that he had heard Grandpa Jin describe it in his dream, but he felt that it would be too childish to say this. Moreover, the young man's grandfather only came here by chance and there was no need to explain it in detail, so he changed his words: p>
"There are many sparrows flying around in this village all day long, but how can these ordinary birds be compared with the sparrows?
Presumably, his old man will not mix among these ordinary birds, and no one should have seen it with his own eyes."
The young man's grandfather raised his head and looked at the two bird's nests on the eaves. He suddenly lost interest and said in a daze:
"Let's go and look elsewhere."
After saying that, he turned back and walked out of the courtyard of the village head's house, walked around the stele pavilion, and talked about it before getting into the carriage. The two carriages and the villagers walked towards the back of the village one after another.
Cheng Yu was too lazy to fly at this moment, and simply landed directly on the roof of the carriage, jolting forward with it.
I heard the master and servant chatting in the car, and I roughly guessed the identity of the young man. He was similar to a person who accompanied a reading boy in ancient times. No wonder he was born with fair skin and good looks...