Chapter 150: Going up the mountain is not easy, going down is even more difficult
Although Qiqing Temple came out of Wudang Mountain, when it came to Daliang, its scale surpassed Wudang Mountain. There are not many such examples, but Qingshan Temple is also one of them. It originated from Shaolin, but it is more prosperous than Shaolin.
The Taoist temple in Qiqingguan is also included in this list. It seems that both temples and Taoist temples like to choose their location in the deep mountains and old forests. Perhaps only such a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world can truly make people calm down and relax in the temple.
The Taoist priest could calm down, but the boy and the donkey couldn't.
"Grandpa, was this mountain as high as the last time we came here?"
The young man sat on the steps halfway up the mountain, panting and looking at the old man and shouting.
"Too."
The old man rode the donkey backwards and nodded slightly.
"Then why are you so tired this time?"
The young man shouted helplessly.
"Last time you weren't as anxious as you are today."
"nonsense."
The young man stood up and shouted, pointed at the guzheng on the ground and said with eyes widened: "I wasn't carrying this crap thing when I came here last time."
After hearing what the young man said, the old man smiled awkwardly and did not explain.
"I asked why it's so tiring. It turns out it's this crap thing that's causing me harm." As the young man spoke, he kicked the guzheng, and the distressed old man couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Hurry up and hurry up. If it gets dark now, it will probably be harder to leave." The old man advised, looking at the young man.
"You sit on a donkey and talk without hurting your back. My waist is broken. You asked me to hold your broken guzheng on such a long journey. Am I your grandson?" The young man pinched his waist and pointed at the old man.
shouted.
"Of course a biological grandson is a biological grandson, but this guzheng must never be thrown away." The old man replied with a smile.
"I can't go, I can't walk anymore." The young man sat down on the ground angrily.
"If you don't leave, you won't be able to see your stargazing sister." the old man reminded.
After hearing this, the young man was silent for a moment, sighed slightly, then picked up the guzheng and walked towards the mountain. After walking a few steps, he still turned around and shouted to the old man: "If I hadn't come here to watch the stars,
Sister, I will help you get this guzheng."
"Haha." The old man smiled and said nothing.
"You can take it yourself when you go down the mountain." The young man was even more angry when he saw that the old man didn't speak.
The old man looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "It's not easy to go up the mountain this time, but it will be even harder to go down the mountain."
The young man rubbed his calf, then gritted his teeth and ran forward with the guzheng in his arms.
The grandfather and grandson formed a very harmonious picture on this mountain road, but this picture was finally broken. When several young Taoist priests returning from the Taoist temple saw the old man, they were stunned for a moment, and then quickly exclaimed:
"Senior, are you here?"
The old man looked back at the little Taoist priest and replied with a smile: "Come and take a look."
"I'll show you the way."
He quickly walked to the young man, then looked at the young man and asked, "Do you need help?"
"It would be best if you can help."
The young man curled his lips and replied, "After knowing that this group of people surrounded the stargazing sister every day, the young man disliked these little Taoist priests very much."
The little Taoist priest looked at the young man and smiled, then turned and shouted to the people behind him: "Come here and help."
"Forget it, you can't lift this guzheng. It's very heavy. You should lead the way." The young man looked at the little Taoist priest and said with a curl of his lips.
"You can pick it up. There's nothing we can't pick up. Is it possible that you are stronger than me?" The little Taoist is older than the boy and a head taller than the boy, so he thinks that since the boy can pick it up,
If you get up, you can definitely pick it up yourself.
The young man was silent for a moment, looked at the little Taoist priest and asked, "Are you sure you want to help me get this guzheng?"
"That's natural. You are so young, it must be difficult to hold the guzheng. We can just help you."
"Okay, you can take it."
The young man curled his lips and replied, then directly threw the guzheng in his hand.
"Bang."
The guzheng fell to the ground, and the old man's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
The little Taoist priest looked at the guzheng on the ground and was stunned for a moment. He bent down and was about to pick it up. But as soon as his hand came into contact with the guzheng, the little Taoist priest's expression changed, because when the little Taoist priest tried hard, he found that he couldn't lift it up.
, the little Taoist priest quickly changed his posture, but no matter how hard he tried, the guzheng on the ground did not move at all.
"You can't pick it up, right?" The young man looked at the little Taoist priest and asked.
The little Taoist priest turned to look at the young man, and then looked at the guzheng on the ground. He couldn't understand why the guzheng seemed to be very light in the young man's hands just now, and why it fell to the ground and became so heavy. Could it be that it was really
Is this young man born with supernatural powers?
"I'm just saying can you pick it up?"
The young man hugged his shoulders and looked at the Taoist priest and shouted.
"Why is this thing so heavy?"
The Taoist priest replied helplessly, and then changed a few positions, but no matter how hard he tried, the guzheng on the ground did not move at all.
"Let me help you."
At this moment, the people behind him caught up and bent down to lift the guzheng together with the little Taoist priest. This time the guzheng moved, but it just moved. If they wanted to lift it up, I guess there wouldn't be five or six people there.
, it definitely can’t be lifted.
"If you can't do it, I'll do it myself." The young man slowly walked to the side of the guzheng and was about to pick it up.
"It's okay, it's okay, we can lift it up." The little Taoist priest said politely.
But who knew that when the young man heard this, he actually took it seriously and said with a smile: "Then take it."
The little Taoist priest looked at the young man with a daze in his eyes.
"Grandpa, you saw it too. It was them who insisted on helping me, not me who was lazy."
The old man riding the donkey backwards shook his head helplessly when he heard this and said nothing. When the young man saw that the old man didn't speak, he felt even more relaxed. He followed Li Longqian's example, put his hands on his head and ran freely.
Walking up the mountain, after all, without the burden of the guzheng, the boy's pace was obviously much brisker.
The young man was getting younger, but the Taoist priests suffered. In the end, seven people lifted the guzheng together, and they had to stop and rest before taking a step. At this time, the Taoist priests looked at the young man as if
Looking like a monster, they couldn't figure out why this young man could lift the guzheng alone, but it was still so difficult for the seven of them together to lift it.
As for the old man, he was still riding on the donkey contentedly. In the eyes of the old man, since they are willing, let them take it. Anyway, the guzheng is in the hands of his grandson and will be thrown down the mountain sooner or later, so it is better to leave it with these Taoist priests.