With an altitude of 3,614 meters, Yantiao Mountain is the highest mountain in Weidu District at the boundary of the plain. The mountains are rocky and rugged, and there are also red maple forests. Many mountaineers come to climb the mountain every year. But many people don't know that there is a small temple on the mountainside, saying that it is a temple, in fact, it is only a few houses, and the largest house in front is only four or five meters high, a hundred square meters, and a statue is placed inside, like a table in front, an incense burner is placed on the table, a handful of incense is burning, and there are a few pieces of yellow mounted paper, which is also a temple.

There is a backyard behind the temple, and there is a four-corner pavilion in the middle of the backyard, and a blue-green bell more than two meters long and one meter wide is hung in the pavilion.

In front of the big bell, an old Taoist priest was sitting on the armrest of the pavilion, looking at the broken book that seemed to have existed for hundreds of years in his hand leaning against the red column.

He looked malnourished, his body was very thin, and there were few pieces of flesh on his face, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a regular uniform that looked fairly clean, I am afraid that everyone would think that he was an old vagabond. But I only have regular clothes, and I don't even wear shoes, and I don't know if it's cold or not barefoot in winter.

He reads without distractions. If you stand and watch him read, you will find that he sometimes laughs, sometimes weeps, and when he sees it, he actually picks his neck with his toenails like a cat.

At this moment, he was looking at it, and suddenly said, "Old Wu, what's lunch today?"

When he opened his mouth, he saw that his teeth were not much gone, and some of them were already yellow and black, and it seemed that he had smoked before.

Sweeping the floor on the side was a man in a torn cotton jacket, with a figure-eight beard, and sweeping the snow with a long broom.

"Back to my lord, eat a hare at noon today. ”

"Haha, not bad, not bad!" the old Taoist priest's laughing teeth were shaky, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, hidden in the folds.

"When I ate clear noodle soup a few days ago, I had to change the taste. As he spoke, he scraped his neck with his foot.

Suddenly, a light flashed across his face. By the light of the sun, a sword flashed through the air, and it was immediately in front of him.

However, the old Taoist priest was still staring at the broken book, and even Lao Wu on the side did not raise his head, as if neither of them had seen it, or it was too late to react.

The sword flew in front of the old Taoist priest in the blink of an eye, but it retracted when it was a centimeter away from his eyebrows.

The old Taoist priest's eyes didn't move at all, but he said leisurely: "Young people nowadays, there are so many bells and whistles. ”

Three people walked from the temple in front, two women and one man, among them the girl walked in the front, wearing a brown beret, and the man on the right was tall and handsome, wearing a gray tuxedo that is common to banquets, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The girl on the left is wearing a mask and looks submissive and delicate.

Lin Mengke looked at the little old man in front of him for a long time, with a look of disbelief:

"Li Feihong, you said that the Xuwu Temple we are looking for here, and that barefoot old man is the person of the Xuwu Temple, the person of Kongming Dao?"

"Ang, it's not like it, but it's quite like it. Li Feihong said something ambiguous.

The old Taoist priest was not interested in listening to a few of them talking, and said impatiently: "This is not a zoo, you want to see the monkeys, please go out, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

Xiao Hu said softly at this time: "Dao Chief, we are here to burn incense and ask for peace charms. ”

"Burn incense and ask for peace charms?"

Kong Ming Dao people dug out the ear droppings with their little fingers, and stretched them out to blow them off, and the three of them felt a chill.

"Isn't there a peace charm in that Xuwu Temple, why do you ask for this?"

Lin Mengke retorted: "But that's not the real Void Martial Temple, this is." ”

"You can ask for peace anywhere, why do you have to come here?" his voice was still impatient. "Peace charms are sold everywhere, so don't you ask for peace of mind. ”

"However, the Weidu is not peaceful now, many people have encountered ghosts and zombies, and we want useful talismans that can really resist these filth! This time it must have been man-made!" said Koto. She was worried about the situation in the city now, but the Kongming Daoist didn't seem to be very concerned about this matter, and he still looked at the broken book.

"I'm old, just enough to live here for a long time, and I don't care about things outside for a long time. Go away, I'm not going to draw a talisman with you. The old Taoist priest began to drive people away without saying a word.

Lin Mengke couldn't help but see that the old man didn't go in, and when he turned around, he saw Li Feihong staring at the plaque with the three big characters of "Xuwu Temple" written in strict script on the side of the courtyard wall, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed:

"Li Feihong, why don't you keep quiet?"

"Li Feihong, you are the bounty hunter Li Feihong, the legendary bounty hunter of Weidu?" the old Taoist's tone suddenly rose twice.

"What, do you know him?" Lin Mengke asked, pointing at Li Feihong. Then she looked at Li Feihong again: "I didn't see that you are quite famous!"

Li Feihong helped his glasses and said politely to the old Taoist: "I am indeed Li Feihong, if my expectations are correct, the Xuwu Temple on the mountainside is indeed the original address, but the Taoist Master of Kongming moved out and enjoyed the life of paradise, and the only thing left may be this plaque." ”

The old Taoist priest laughed: "The king of hunting is worthy of being the king of hunting, and his sense of smell is really sensitive." Yes, I did move out, but so what?"

Li Feihong squatted down against the plaque, took out a tissue, and wiped it gently. Strange to say, under his stroke, the plaque suddenly became extra bright.

"Let go of the ancestral business but can't let go of the plaque, there will be no shortage of stories in it! And the Taoist is willing to live in seclusion here, presumably he has found a good enough descendant. ”

He stood up and looked at the old Taoist: "You obviously have the heart to help the world and carry forward the Daomen, why do you still turn a blind eye when you see the ghosts and monsters in Weidu so rampant!"

Li Feihong's gaze was like a torch, forcing the old Taoist priest not to dare to shoot his edge for a while.

He secretly admired Li Feihong in his heart: "This world is no longer something I should worry about at my age. I'm not a savior. He looked at Li Feihong, and his tone changed:

"Boy, don't fool me with the matter of asking for talismans, you won't just bring two girls to invite me out of the mountain today, will you?"

Xiao Hu's face turned red again, and Lin Mengke scolded shamelessly.

Li Feihong said with a smile: "Asking for a talisman is naturally a requirement. However, I don't like to beg people, but I like to give them. And today, I will send the Void Ming Dao Elder and the Void Martial Temple a chance to make a name for themselves!"

"Oh?"