Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 391 Fascinating
"Sanniang."

As the sun was setting and the sun was setting, the herbal pickers pushed open the gate of the fenced courtyard, and the women in plain clothes patted the clothes to dry, and hurried over to help take off the baskets, put them in the corner, and patted the dust on the man's body.

"Why did you come back so late today..."

Before the woman finished speaking, she was hugged by her own man, which made her stunned for a moment, then she reacted, patted her lightly a few times, and said coquettishly: "Release quickly, if people in the village see it, those aunts, sisters-in-law They will laugh at me again for a few days."

When she let go, the woman saw that the man's eyes were wet and red.

"What... what's wrong?"

"San Niang, I almost couldn't come back, I lost my life in the mountains."

Looking at the woman, the herb picker felt that life was real, and what happened in the mountains was as unreal as a dream, which made him feel lucky for the rest of his life. Afterwards, he pulled the woman to sit on a low stool under the eaves, and told the story of today's life with the woodcutter. The mysterious things that the husband encountered when he entered the mountain were told to the woman one by one.

"...The expert later told the tiger not to harm us when we entered the mountain, so he sent us out."

The woman pursed her lips with an expression of disbelief. What her husband said was outrageous, she believed it somewhat in her heart, but of course she wouldn't believe it completely.

"You must have met a mountain god. Only the mountain god has such great ability. Otherwise, how could the tiger understand human language?" While there was still time, the woman took out the herbs from the basket, Cleaning one by one by the water tank, I suddenly exclaimed.

"And ginseng?"

In the Central Plains, there are few ginsengs, and they are not big, but the ones that the woman took out from the back basket were as thick as the wrists of a few-year-old child, and they could be sold for a lot of money in the market.

The herbal picker also came over in amazement, how could the medicine he picked be unclear?I have never picked ginseng, so I rummaged through the basket, and there are more expensive medicinal materials such as Polygonum multiflorum and Dragon tongue grass.

"I don't remember, did you pick these medicines?! Could it be that the teacher is really a mountain god?"

"It must be."

The woman's face was full of smiles, these medicinal materials were enough for the family to have for a while, "After dinner, let's go to Brother Dalin, you have such adventures, and he must have them too."

The couple had a discussion, and after dinner, the sky also fell, and they hurried to the woodcutter's house, but unfortunately there was no one at home, so they had to go to the entrance of the village to have a look.

There is no pastime in this world at night, the villagers will gather at the head of the village to light a fire and chat about homework, the men will speak dirty words, the old people will tell some bizarre stories, and the women and their children will sit by the side and mend clothes and shoes by the light of the fire. I will add two sentences.

Before the herb pickers could get close, they heard the woodcutter's voice from afar.

"You have also seen that the golden nanmu in my house, when did anyone get it in our mountain? Today, Xiao Zhong and I are called a miracle. We cut it on the top of the mountain and there is a big tree moving in the forest in the distance. It is called a big tree. Ah, the open canopy can be as big as two houses in the city."

"...Later, I also met a tiger. The last time you said that there was a big insect coming from the mountain, Xiao Zhong and I met it. We chased it all the way. Come to think of it, we came to a valley, where the scenery is so beautiful that it looks like a fairy place.

The soft green grass goes to the depths of the valley, there are pines everywhere, flocks of birds..."

"Don't just talk about the scenery, what about the big bug? Isn't it chasing you?" Someone told the woodcutter as a bragging story, and quickly reminded him to get back to the topic.

"Definitely chase after me. Xiao Zhong and I came out of the woods, and the big bug was about to bite our ass. At that time, I thought we were finished, but I didn't expect that a bell rang in the valley. When the big bug heard it, it stopped immediately. He looked at us from a distance, but he didn't dare to get close."

The mother-in-law of the medicine picker heard the words described by the woodcutter, which was exactly the same as what her husband said, and she seemed to say it easily. If she hadn't met the Taoist temple, wouldn't her husband and brother Dalin be buried in the tiger's mouth?

"What's next?" Among the villagers warming up by the fire, the young man who was listening eagerly urged.

“Later, later is the most bizarre!”

The woodcutter snorted twice, and told the story of going to the Taoist temple in a miraculous way.

"Xiao Zhong and I finally climbed up the mountainside, and when we came to the Taoist temple, we saw precious lights overflowing, and there was a big green cow lying on its side at the door. Guess how big that cow is?"

"How big can it be? I thought we had never seen a cow before." A woman at the entrance of the village bit off the silk thread and smiled.

"Hmph, that's a big thing that you can't imagine."

The woodcutter stretched his arms as far as he could and gestured towards them with his toes: "The ox is as high as Xiao Zhong and I's shoulders when lying down, and the sound of panting is like thunder."

The crowd was in an uproar, and someone murmured in a daze: "It takes only a while to plow the land for such a big cow, so how much will it take to eat..."

While everyone was wondering how big the cow was, the woodcutter continued talking.

"When we arrived at the Taoist temple, there were two Taoist priests, one was chubby and friendly, and the other was ugly with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, like a little monkey in a human robe running around in the courtyard, and then he was strangled by the fat Taoist priest. He threw it into a room with his ears closed, and then went to play chess with someone under a tree.

The people who play chess are like the teachers in private schools in the city. Their hair is clean and straight, and their beards are so beautiful. They are playing chess and ignore us.I was smart enough to put a cake in the hand of the expert, and let him eat it while playing chess. Sure enough, he sent us down the mountain after eating the cake, and asked the big green bull just now to fetch the tiger..."

The words of gods, gods and ghosts evoked a pair of reminiscent images, and a group of men, women and children at the entrance of the village were stunned and couldn't close their mouths.

Finally someone couldn't help but asked, "Do you remember how to get there?"

"Of course I remember." The woodcutter didn't hide anything, and pointed to a certain location in the mountain, "If you don't believe me, I'll take you to find the way tomorrow morning. Now that I think about it, I still want to visit the Taoist temple. Maybe I'll buy it too." Offer incense candles, offer a stick of incense."

For a while, someone followed suit.

"If it's so amazing, then count me in. My daughter has been weak and sick, and she wants to pay homage to that expert."

"...I want to go too, I hope the crops will be better this year."

"Leave early tomorrow morning!"

Before, it was just a woodcutter talking about it, just for fun, but the more I talked about it, the more people in the village believed it to be true. After all, so many strange things came from the mountains, and it is impossible to say that there are really some hidden masters who say indefinite.

It won't take much time to go and have a look. If it is true, everyone will come to pay respects. It will definitely benefit, not to mention making the family rich, but at least it can also make the body healthy.

After making up his mind, the old man in the village called some men, together with Da Linzi and Xiao Zhong, to find out if the road was still there. After the story came out, it was rare to find the way in. , Seeing that Taoist temple, it's not too late for the villagers to go and see it together.

After discussing this for a while, the crowd dispersed in the middle of the night.

The next day, the sky was bright, and seven or eight men in the village brought dry food, sickles, hatchets, and wooden sticks, and went into the mountain together to find the road pointed by the woodcutter.

(End of this chapter)