the last priest

In September of the following year, Zha Wenbin was at home as usual. He hadn't been out for a long time, with a pot of tea and a stove of sandalwood.

On the table is a piece of rice paper covered in red writing.There are 72 characters in total, and those 72 characters will also be the objects of his research in this life.

"Dong dong dong", there was a knock on the door outside, usually at this time in the morning, there are very few people to disturb.

"Come in!" Cha Wenbin said.

The person who came was Dashan. Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong had already gone outside to search for treasures. He handed an envelope to Cha Wenbin and said, "Brother Wenbin, I have a letter from you."

"Oh?" Cha Wenbin hesitated for a moment. He couldn't remember who else would write to him. This was the first time in his life that he received a letter from the post office.

The envelope did not leave the address of the writer, only the address of the recipient, and the postmark showed that the letter came from Sichuan.This is a very ordinary envelope, which was only a few cents in those days.

Cha Wenbin opened the letter, glanced at it, then frowned, and said to Dashan quickly: "Go and find them both, the sooner the better!"

Dashan didn't know what happened, so he hurried towards the direction Chaozi said in the morning, but the road was still a little far away. When they came back, Cha Wenbin had already packed up everything, including the dog. The little tadpole was also carried by him.

Chaozi wiped the sweat from his brow and asked, "What happened?" He knew that Zha Wenbin was never in a hurry, and just now he was negotiating with Zhuo Xiong and an old farmer about the price of a clay pot. He came in such a hurry that he didn't even want anything, so he hurriedly returned the carbine and brushed it back.

"Do you still remember Lao Wang?" Cha Wenbin said silently.

"Old Wang? He was not in Kunlun..." Chaozi couldn't figure it out, how did Zha Wenbin bring up the pot, and when they woke up and saw the scene, if Lao Wang really went in , How high is the chance of coming back alive?

"Yes, I calculated at that time that they are indeed no longer alive, but you see!" He raised the letter in his hand and handed it to Zhuo Xiong.

Zhuo Xiong read according to the handwriting: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of Lao Wang?"

"Huh?" Chaozi was taken aback, and immediately said, "Keep reading!"

Zhuo Xiong turned the letter upside down and said: "It's gone..."

"Nonsense, isn't it!" Chaozi snatched it as he spoke, and he found that there were indeed only these few words in the letter.

"This?" Several people were a little confused, and they even wondered if this was a prank.

Cha Wenbin said: "This letter, judging by the postmark, is from Sichuan, and it is a very interesting place, the ghost town Fengdu!"

Chaozi said disapprovingly, "Fengdu? You don't need to bother, who must have played this prank."

Cha Wenbin denied: "No, I'm going there. Because there are not many people who know the identity of Lao Wang and me, and that time we slept for 25 days, don't you think it's strange?"

Chaozi said: "What's so strange, aren't we living a pretty good life now?"

Cha Wenbin said: "But I always feel that something must have happened during that time, this "Wishful Book" is the best proof, who gave me this thing, and who created such a thing for Brother Dashan. A big scar, and this tadpole! Originally, I thought that since this incident happened, but we didn’t know it, the past is also in the past, but now some people are making a fuss about this incident, can we ignore it?”

"Brother Wenbin, do you mean that we have lost a memory?" Zhuo Xiong asked with narrowed eyes, because he has been having a dream repeatedly recently. He dreamed that Lao Wang was standing in front of him, tongue What a joke, every time he wants to ask Lao Wang what happened, Lao Wang always disappears suddenly.

"Although I'm not sure, since the expert pointed out that we should choose to forget, but now this old scum may rise again. Since we want to float up, why don't we go and see for ourselves? what happened."

Chaozi took the envelope and looked at it repeatedly. Apart from Zha Wenbin's address and name, the information left on it was just a postmark. so what?"

Zha Wenbin laughed and said, "Since he knows my address, even if I don't go, he will find a way to find us. It's better to follow his advice. I think of it, and someone will come to us."

Fengdu was originally a famous place of Taoism. At that time, it did not belong to Chongqing, but belonged to Sichuan.In this land of Bashu, Fengdu was originally a small town full of legends. The modern Fengdu City is a tourist city rebuilt by later generations according to some legends. Its origin is actually because of a legend of the Qiang people: Ghost Emperor!

In fact, this ghost emperor was the first high priest who migrated over that year, and his name was Tu Bo.

Because he was good at witchcraft, the world lamented that he was proficient in the art of gods and ghosts, so he was called "Ghost Emperor", and he settled in the present Fengdu City.

In Fengdu, the most famous is not the city, but a mountain called Pingdu Mountain.

Pingdu Mountain is the 72th of the 45 blessed lands of Taoism. It was also called Fengdu Mountain in the past. There have been two Taoist celebrities in the immortal class here, named Yin Changsheng and Wang Fangping.

It is said that both of these two people ascended from this fairy mountain. Later generations mistakenly connected the surnames of "Yin" and "Wang" together to become "Yin King", and then misrepresented them as "King of the Underworld". , such a blessed place of Taoism has become a "ghost town" in this way!

Of course, where there are famous Taoist mountains, the footprints of that person are naturally indispensable. Li Bai once left such a sentence "Laugh at the sergeant of the world, and sink the soul of Beifengdu". The soul went to Fengdu Mountain in Beiluo to be judged.

This time, they didn't get the treatment of a special plane, and the train was their means of transportation. Along the way, Cha Wenbin looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking silently.Except when eating, he rarely talks to everyone. This time, he always has some inexplicable emotions in his heart. Get up, and no one will know.

After getting off the train station, I asked people again, and finally boarded the bus to this small town. By the time I got off the bus, it was already evening.At that time, Fengdu City was already well-known, and the tourists who came and went enjoyed the night of this legendary capital of hell very much.

According to the description of the underworld, later people also built the Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road and Wangxiang Terrace here. It really makes you stand on this Wangxiang Terrace. I am afraid that what you see when you look back is except for the shining camera lens. Can't see it either.

They first found a hotel to stay in. The weather in September and October is still a little hot here.

The group ate authentic Bashu boiled fish, and couldn't help but think that that year was also this season. They went to Qingcheng Mountain, and there was an endless entanglement at the beginning.

This seems to be a cycle, and now they are here again, still in the territory of Bashu, but this time the people are different and the purpose is different.Last time, they were for others, this time, they were for themselves.

After dinner, they were still discussing where to go tomorrow, so they couldn't be completely clueless, but Cha Wenbin was not in a hurry.

On the second day, outside the gate of the small city of Fengdu, there was an extra Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest doesn't seem to be very old, but his imposing manner is really beyond what ordinary people can pretend. He is wearing a purple gold Taoist robe, a Hunyuan scarf on his head, a pair of ten-square shoes on his feet, and a seven-star sword on his back. A big banner was set up, with four words written on the banner: Both civil and military!

This Taoist usually puts up a signboard, most of which say something like "fortune-telling", "horoscope reading", etc., but the signboard that Cha Wenbin put up is actually taken from his name: Bin!

He didn't come here to look at Feng Shui or physiognomy for others, he came to find someone.

There have also been a few waves of tourists, wanting the Taoist priest to do the math, but the Taoist only opened his eyes slightly, then turned his head away, and stopped looking, which made the tourists very unhappy, and cursed behind their backs: sick!

After three days in a row, the situation remained the same, and he didn't meet any special person. Zha Wenbin was not in a hurry or annoyed. Since the other party deliberately left him this clue, it would naturally appear.

On the fourth day, the sun was about to go down, and Cha Wenbin was about to ask Dashan to help close the stall. At this time, a man with a hat came up. The brim of the hat was so low that Cha Wenbin couldn't see his face clearly, so he just said : "It's getting late, I'm going to close the stall."

"If you have business, don't worry about the time." The man's voice was deliberately low.

"Don't do it, come back tomorrow." Cha Wenbin said lightly.

"Afraid I won't give you the money?" After the other party said this, he took out a handful of things from his pocket and put them on Cha Wenbin's desk.

At that time, Chaozi wanted to rush up and beat the kid up immediately, because what he took out was not RMB, but Ming coins!