Living alone in the wilderness: you call this survival?

Chapter 204 I have a friend

It just so happened that there happened to be a Christian church in City H, which could be found with a mobile phone navigation.

According to the navigation route, Xu Mo came to a village with seven turns and eight turns.

The village is relatively remote, the roads are narrow and cars cannot pass, and it is still necessary to walk a certain distance to reach the church in the village.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw an old woman with a cross on her chest approaching.

Xu Mo originally wanted to ask for directions, but the old woman spoke up first, "Young man, are you a stranger?"

"Oh, yes! I've come to the church."

He nodded quickly and replied very politely.

The old woman said reverently, "Amen, the Lord guided you here."

Xu Mo was stunned, shook his head and said, "No, the monk guided me here."

"it is good!"

"The Taoist priest is modest, do you know that there is a Yuqing Taoist temple in this mountain?"

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a suitable Taoist temple.

Chen Jian asked suspiciously, "What are you buying the talisman for?"

Xu Mo patiently explained: "This has nothing to do with rowing, it's about crossing the soul, it's okay to pick up the soul, anyway, it's about getting the soul back."

Xu Mo was stunned: "What you said, aren't you also up there?"

Thinking about it, how could the person Ruan Zongyu introduced be so bad.

After the preparations for drawing the talisman were completed, Chen Jian suddenly stopped.

Candle Mountain, Yuqing Taoist Temple.

"Little... lad, why did you come up here?"

In front of an expert, Xu Mo must of course be humble.

Xu Mo replied: "A friend of mine pointed me to come here."

Xu Mo was a little dumbfounded because there was no way out.

"Ah yes, I came to you to buy talismans."

"It turned out to be Chen Daochang, who has admired his name for a long time, so sorry!"

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

"Row!"

Xu Mo doubted whether this guy was a real Taoist priest, but at least it was introduced by Ruan Zongyu, so even if it was unreliable, it would not be outrageous.

After the deal was finalized, Chen Jian ran back to the ruins, rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

From this point of view, this Taoist surnamed Chen is not simple.

Chen Jian didn't think too much about it. After a while, he found a stack of crumpled talisman papers, a fried brush and half a box of dusty cinnabar.

Xu Mo reckoned that this Daoist surnamed Chen might be the person he was looking for, and at worst he could inquire about Yuqing Taoist Temple like him, so he bought two bottles of good wine and went up the mountain in the sunset.

The old woman said angrily, "Then call the police!"

"Oh? Was it the friend who told you to come here? That's normal, it's a joy or a funeral."

At the end of the path, there was a barren grassland halfway up the mountain. Above the barren land was a steep cliff, several tens of meters high. Above the cliff was the top of Candle Mountain.

Xu Mo felt that there was a generation gap with him, but for the sake of the mission, he still bit the bullet and said: "Chen Daochang, I am here this time to ask for your help to bring my friend's soul back."

"Of course I climbed up. Compared with you, it's a lot worse."

Chen Jian held his chin and nodded approvingly: "It's true that he died quite far away."

It's just that the stroke of the brush fell off the paper, which broke the momentum of this stroke.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, condolences."

Xu Mo lost his temper. Do these people like rushing to answer so much?

Xu Mo rolled his eyes, and changed the subject, "Dare to ask Mr. Daoist Chen?"

He changed his mind, brought up the wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "I can't make it clear in a while, let's have a drink or two and talk slowly."

"It's not expensive, just a few hundred yuan."

Xu Mo slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"But you are a Taoist priest."

"Little boy, you are not human!"

Xu Mo was stunned, this horse can also kick the ball?

Xu Mo spotted him at a glance, and his admiration spontaneously arose.

When approaching the top of the mountain, he jumped handsomely, holding the wine jar firmly and jumped onto the cliff.

Xu Mo knew he was very busy, so he went straight to the point.

Xu Mo quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Grandma, you misunderstood, it is actually like this, a friend of mine died."

Chen Jian shook his head and said, "I can't afford it, you can drink it yourself."

Soon, Xu Mo received a picture on Weixin, which contained a handwritten address.

"Young man, your heart is not sincere, and the Lord does not welcome you."

The Taoist is good at drinking, and he often goes down the mountain to drink, so he is familiar with the villagers at the foot of the mountain, but no one knows where he lives, let alone Yuqing Taoist Temple.

After having a support point, he jumped up with his feet, pulled out his fingers at the same time, and inserted them into the rock wall above again. Repeatedly, he jumped up like an ape.

Chen Jian said, "I don't know what's the use."

"It's late at night, don't be scary, and how did you come up here? You say you're dead, soul, are you a human or a ghost?"

Without saying a word, he drove straight to his destination.

But he couldn't let the scene cool down, so he said nonsense: "I recently moved to a new house, and I want to buy some talismans for decoration."

"Okay, the address and so on will give you prestige."

He inquired a lot in the villages near the foot of the mountain, but no one knew of any Yuqing Taoist temple on the mountain, but he heard that there was a Taoist priest named Chen who lived on the mountain all year round.

He is looking for Taoist priests to help, not to travel, and it doesn't make much sense to go to such a place.

Xu Mo searched the map for a long time but couldn't find Yuqing Taoist Temple, but he found Candle Mountain, not far from H City, only two hundred kilometers away.

The cliffs that make ordinary people daunting are very ordinary in Xu Mo's eyes, because he is not an ordinary person himself.

Xu Mo wanted to persuade him a few more words, but seeing his disgusted expression, he swallowed the rest consciously.

"Find me a Taoist priest, something more reliable."

Xu Mo was stunned, and asked cautiously, "What's the use of your talisman?"

To put it bluntly, even a tramp is better off than him.

Chen Jian said inexplicably: "Come back? Are you kidding me? I'm not a boater."

The old woman's face changed, and she said displeasedly: "This is the place where Christ preaches, so what's the matter with the monk? Young man, listen to my grandmother's advice, believe in Jesus, and you will have eternal life."

This sum is absolutely extraordinary!

"Grandma, listen to me first. My friend died a long time ago, and his soul is at the North Pole. I'm here to ask if Jesus can send him back."

Hearing this, the thin man froze for a moment, then asked in surprise: "How do you know about Yuqing Taoist Temple?"

Holding the thing, he found a collapsed flat wall, then wiped the wall symbolically with his dirty sleeve, and then put the thing down.

It seems that this time is really right.

He took a few steps back with the wine in one hand, then ran up and sprinted, and jumped deep before approaching the cliff, and his free right hand slammed into the rock fiercely.

Xu Mo said suspiciously: "Grandma, don't bully me, that's brother Xinchun's eternal life."

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At this time, the sky had already darkened, and a touch of orange light lit up on the cliff above.

Xu Mo was choked up smoothly. Do these people like to talk so much?

"I have a ladder! By the way, could it be that my ladder was not taken back?"

Chen Jian raised his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "It's been a long time since I wrote, I'm a little rusty."

"If you don't get paid for nothing, I can't drink your wine."

The thin man seemed to have thought of something, and ran to the edge of the cliff in a hurry.

Xu Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he clearly saw a golden light streak across the pen marks.

The thin man swallowed and asked in extreme shock.

Forget it, I didn't expect to gain much at first, so it's more reliable to go to the local Taoist master.

There are Taoist temples on the map, but most of them have become scenic spots, and there are no real Taoist priests living there.

Xu Mo choked again, and said in a breath: "No, my friend died in the North Pole. I want to take his soul back."

He waited for a while, and then said with a smile: "No, it was another friend of mine who died a little early, and he died a little far away."

Chen Jian took a few steps back and looked at him vigilantly and apprehensively.

But if you don't drink, it's hard to talk.

Xu Mo just opened his mouth to talk nonsense, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Just a drink, no big deal."

The thin man looked down at the dirty Taoist robe on his body, and said embarrassedly: "I'm just messing around, and I can't be called a Taoist priest."

The thin man said in a very bachelor way: "What demolition, there is no money to repair it, and it will be like this after a long time."

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Chen Jian still shook his head, his attitude was very firm.

"You're right. In this case, I'll draw a picture first. You can see what you think. If you think it's okay, we can talk about the price."

Chen Jian didn't think much about it, Yu Qingguan collapsed in his master's generation, even if he knew the name, even if he didn't die, the earth would be buried up to his neck.

But he couldn't find the residence of Master Zhendao, so he could only call for foreign aid.

However, the ruins and broken walls not far away have destroyed a lot of beauty.

"Huh?" Xu Mo found that he hadn't noticed the important point, so he reminded: "And then?"

The thin man straightened his face and said seriously: "No, I am Chen Jian, the sixth generation successor of Yuqing Temple."

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No wonder no one knows where Taoist Chen lives, because ordinary people simply cannot climb such a steep rock wall.

He had an idea, and said: "Actually, I came here to ask the Taoist priest for help, and this drink will be considered as your reward."

It was almost dusk when we reached the foot of Candle Mountain.

Xu Mo couldn't understand how a Taoist descendant could get so involved, and he was recommended by Ruan Zongyu, so it really shouldn't be.

This land boundary, this shape, is a perfect high-end version of a hermit master.

Candle Mountain is actually not big, but the road is much more difficult to walk than Longqing Temple. There are no stone steps paved with bluestone, only a narrow path stepped on by human hands.

Chen Jian's eyes lit up, he swallowed and said, "Your wine is packaged so well, how much is it?"

In front of the ruined wall, a thin and disheveled man was staring at Xu Mo who suddenly appeared in a daze.

Ruan Zongyu didn't talk nonsense, and hung up the phone after agreeing.

The thin man rubbed his eyes and his lips were trembling.

The thin man exclaimed: "Young man, what are you kidding? Is it possible for a human to climb such a high cliff?"

Xu Mo followed, only to find that the dilapidated Taoist temple was really appalling. There was not a single complete house. In the collapsed ruins, Chen Jian's various living utensils were scattered, and the bed and quilt were set under a collapsed beam. , shelter from the wind and rain is a problem, and the only decent furniture is a pitch-black iron pot, which is still missing.

He looked up, and he was sure that there were people living there, and it was most likely that it was the Taoist surnamed Chen.

Xu Mo regained his composure, and quickly comforted him: "There's no hurry, just write slowly, as long as you write it out, I'll definitely buy this talisman!"

Chen Jian froze for a moment, and put on a painful expression very cooperatively.

Xu Mo smiled, and said smoothly: "That's right, I have a friend who died."

He dialed Ruan Zongyu's phone number, and after waiting for a while, the phone was connected, and Ruan Zongyu's voice came: "Hello?"

Chen Jian laughed at himself: "I can't help, except for drawing a few talismans, it's useless."

After he got in the car, he turned on the phone navigation again.

Xu Mo rubbed his nose. He never expected that he would be ordered to evict him before he even saw the church gate.

Then, the two fell into complete silence looking at the folded ladder on the edge of the cliff.

Xu Mo laughed dumbly and said, "Whatever you can afford to drink, I'll treat you to drink."

The old woman was very unhappy and said: "What time is it, and there are still so many feudal superstitions, how can there be any soul in the world, if there is one, it is under the control of the monk, what is the matter with the master?"

On the top of the cliff, the bright moon shines together, and the scenery is unique.

He sat there for a while, then slowly picked up the brush and dipped it in cinnabar.

Chen Jian didn't think too much, and comforted him humanely.

Xu Mo didn't have time to chat, so he directly explained his purpose.

The old woman's face darkened, and she suppressed her anger and said, "Young man, are you here to make trouble?"

"Sorry!"

Xu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally broke the deadlock.

"Then your friend's grade should not be too young." The thin man muttered, pointed to the pile of ruins and said, "Here, that's Yuqing Taoist Temple."

The pen started to fall, and a scarlet pen mark landed on the talisman paper.

Encouraged by Chen Jian, he buried himself in writing again.

Chen Jian waved his hand and said, "Tell me, what do you need from Yu Qingguan?"

Chen Jian praised: "I didn't expect you to have a little vision, but a few pictures may not be enough."

Xu Mo smiled, and pulled him to find a place to have a couple of drinks.

Xu Mo was choked to death, but he still kept a polite smile.

The old lady must have had a bad temper before she joined the church, and she would turn around and leave if she didn't deal with it with a few words.

Xu Mo was completely screwed, damn it, the one who draws the talisman doesn't know what the talisman is for, so where can he reason.

The corner of Xu Mo's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Has this Taoist temple been demolished?"

"Is it enough? It's up to you to draw it. Let me see the quality before we talk about it?"

Chen Jian was even more puzzled, "Who told you that a Taoist priest must know how to row a boat?"

The pen walks the dragon and the snake, and it is born with momentum.

Xu Mo sighed: "It is said that Taoism has declined, but I didn't expect it to fall to this point. In other words, there is no one in Yuqing Taoist Temple."

The same light reappeared in Xu Mo's eyes, and the case of dragon and snake was outlined stroke by stroke.

In Xu Mo's trance, there was an illusion that the runes written by Chen Jian seemed to come alive, full of majestic aura.

"All right."

Chen Jian held the talisman paper in both hands, and carefully displayed it in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)