Urban Witcher

Of course the two will not go.

The taxi drove by the mountain road, the business was very open, and the main peak of Mount Chimei could be seen from a distance—that is, the general mountain of Da'e Mountain. Ye Shaoyang couldn't help but took out the compass, fiddled with it gently, and calculated with his fingers. The ground is innocent and beautiful, the geomantic omen is excellent, the auspicious clouds on the mountain are misty, and the aura is surging, which is very suitable for cultivation.

The taxi stopped in front of Er'e Mountain. The mountain was densely covered with trees and trees, and many ancient buildings could be seen, but most of them were dilapidated.

The driver told them that if they want to travel, they should go up the mountain from the front and enter the scenic spot. There are many ruins of ancient Taoist temples on it, and some have been rebuilt on the original site for tourists to visit, but the driver does not recommend it because there is really nothing to see.

If you want to ask the hexagrams and ask for a lottery, you can go up the mountain from the back path to Zizhi D, where there are some Taoist priests practicing, but those who don’t go there are generally locals, and foreigners go to Chimei Mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha.

The two thanked the driver, and after getting out of the car, they followed the driver's instructions and went up the mountain from the path behind the mountain.

There were hardly any people on the road, only a few mountain people passing by.

"Uncle, Er'e Mountain is also a part of Chimei Mountain. Isn't Chimei Mountain the Four Great Taoist Temples of Buddhism? How can there be Taoist priests?"

Ye Shaoyang said with a smile: "Chimei Mountain has excellent geomantic omen and a collection of spiritual energy. It is a good practice place for both monks and Taoist priests. At first, it was occupied by Taoist priests, and then a group of monks came. I rushed here from Da'e Mountain, although it is not as good as Da'e Mountain, I can only make do with it.

Not only this, but all the holy places of Buddhism are generally the blessed places of Taoism. Whoever occupies the main peak depends on who is better. Generally, those who are driven away will stay nearby, soaking up a little bit of heaven and earth aura.

Therefore, all famous Buddhist mountains must have Taoist temples around them, and vice versa. This is true for Jiuchong Mountain, Wuzhou Mountain, and Chimei Mountain. "

Suddenly, Xiaoyu asked, "Are there Buddhist temples near Xuanqing Mountain?"

"Yes, why not. Seven or eight of them were all driven out of Xuanqing Mountain by my master, occupying only a few hills."

"Uh... then what's the point of grabbing the top of the mountain?"

"Generally, it's a matter of discussing the Tao, a dispute between the cause and the end. But we at Xuanqing Mountain never lecture on scriptures and Taoism with monks." Ye Shaoyang chuckled, "When I was eight years old, the local government allocated funds to build a scenic spot in Xuanqing Mountain. At that time, there were seven or eight people nearby. The monks from the temple came and asked my master to take out the land deed to prove that Xuanqing Mountain is the place of our "Shangqing Sect".

In the past, there was no title deed. These monks used excuses to talk about scriptures and Taoism, and whoever won would occupy the main peak of Xuanqing Mountain. To put it bluntly, they were all interested in the benefits of the development of the scenic spot and wanted to get a share. "

Xiao Yu was very interested in hearing it, and said: "The result, did Master discuss the Tao with them?"

"Talking about P, ​​Master never discusses Daoism with others, and directly let Daofeng beat all those monks out. To deal with these people, you have to rely on your fists to speak, and don't make noise if you can."

"Uncle Daofeng is so handsome!" Xiaoyu clapped his hands and said.

At this time, the two walked past a new archway, with three large characters painted in red paint on it: Chunyang Temple.

Ye Shaoyang was stunned when he saw it, and said: "Damn, this Taoist temple is too arrogant, and dare to take this name!"

Xiaoyu hurriedly asked what was wrong, and Ye Shaoyang explained to her that the names of Taoist temples and Buddhist temples cannot be used casually. For example, Xuanqing Mountain is the "Shangqing Sect of Zhengyi Sect" and Zhengshuo of the Shangqing Sect. Other places dare not take the name "Shangqing".

"Just like when mentioning Dalin, everyone first thinks of Dalin in Songshan. If such a big name is used in other places, they will only be ridiculed. As for Chunyang, it is the name of Lu Dbin, the Eight Immortals of the Shang D, after Taiyuan Chunyang Palace Because of its orthodox, ordinary Taoist temple, how dare to use this name as a signboard."

While talking, the two walked through the archway and came to the gate of a Taoist temple. Ye Shaoyang took a look and saw that this Taoist temple was very new, it must have been built in recent years, he immediately understood, he led Xiaoyu all the way in, passed through the three courtyards and five gates, and came to the main hall.

There is a huge incense burner in the courtyard in front of the hall, and several people are burning incense. In the main hall, there are several male and female Taoist priests in Taoist robes, chanting scriptures, ringing the chime, and ringing the bell. Liang, the cigarette is curling up, looking lively.

Outside the gate of the main hall, an old Taoist priest was sitting on a bench, with a table in front of him, and a stick in front of him, and two men and women who looked like mountain people were sitting in front of him, asking the Taoist priest to read their palms.

"Little uncle, do you think this Taoist priest is accurate in fortune-telling?" Xiaoyu asked in a low voice.

"have no idea."

Ye Shaoyang pulled her into the hall, bought three sticks of incense for one hundred yuan, paid homage to Sanqing first, and then walked to the side hall.

There was a Taoist nun sitting at the entrance of the side hall, who stopped him and said, "Ask for a lottery and hexagrams, and line up at the entrance."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Which one is the abbot?"

The Taoist nun glanced at him and said, "Why are you looking for a presiding officer? It's still a dojo for consecration. If you do consecration, the charge is 500 for statues weighing less than one kilogram, and 800 for statues weighing more than one kilogram. Two pieces will be 10% off and three pieces will be 40% off. Three thousand, two hours for six people, car pick-up and drop-off..."

Ye Shaoyang and Xiaoyu stared at the nun in front of them in dumbfounded.

Xiaoyu said: "Auntie, were you a salesman before?"

"What do you mean? In the past, I was a salesman. I belonged to the management committee of the scenic spot. I only wore Taoist robes for the convenience of business."

It's okay!

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the Taoist priests in the room who were chanting scriptures and ringing the bell and asked, "Where are these?"

"These are true Taoists."

The aunt led them to a counter, and saw that there were all amulets, mahogany swords and the like, claiming that they had been consecrated.

Ye Shaoyang asked the price, and said with a smile: "Auntie, your business is not authentic. I always sell three hundred pieces of consecration amulets on the mountain. I think it's ridiculous, but you actually sell them for six hundred!"

The aunt looked at him vigilantly, and said, "Which unit do you belong to? You can't be a colleague here looking for trouble."

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly said no, in the end he had no choice but to spend eighty-eight to buy a small mahogany sword, because the shape looked pretty good, so he gave it to Xiaoyu to play with. For the sake of their shopping, the aunt told them that the fortune teller at the door was the abbot.

After going through such a big effort, he finally found the rightful owner, Ye Shaoyang walked towards the gate of the palace, feeling sore for the eighty-eight yuan he had just spent.

As soon as they went out, Ye Shaoyang and the two were immediately stunned by the scene in front of them:

Two monks were sitting on the threshold, one of them stretched out his hand in vain and fat, and asked the old Taoist to read his palm, and the companion next to him also read it with great interest.

"You, life has many peach blossoms, and right now there is a peach blossom disaster..."

When Xiao Yu heard this sentence, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

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