Chapter 326 of the text returns to the mountain to worship

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Things were as Fang Yi expected, after Zhou Hu saw those photos, he didn't go to verify his interest, but quickly returned to the capital, this Jinling gambling caused him a lot of losses, Zhou Hu also needed to go back to the capital to urge a few sums of money to solve the financial problem.

As for Zhou Zhengguang, after retrieving the car, he never showed his face in front of Fang Yi and the others, he was really frightened by Fang Yi this time, and the training ground was handed over to others to take care of, and Zhou Zhengguang never went back once.

After the fat man raised his injuries for a few days, he became vigorous again, with the 100,000 yuan given by Fang Yi, the fat man was full of confidence, and took 50,000 yuan to buy furniture and household appliances in the new house, and the remaining 50,000 yuan, the fat man really handed it over to Meng Shuangshuang, and asked her to subsidize the family.

Fang Yi put his mind on the upcoming apprenticeship ceremony during this time, and with the help of Zhao Hongtao, he contacted a mid-range hotel and chartered more than ten rooms at the end of the month.

When there was still a week before the apprenticeship ceremony, Fang Yi and the teacher took two days off, pulled up the fat man and the Manchu army who had just returned from other places, but they returned to Fang Mountain, and went down the mountain for more than half a year, this was the first time Fang Yi came back to worship the master.

The business of the antique market, the fat man was temporarily handed over to Si Yuanjie to take care of, not to mention, following the fat man Sancang to set up a stall in the antique market for a month, Si Yuanjie also went from a stunned boy who didn't know anything about antiques to half an old fritter, and he was about to be able to take charge of himself.

In addition to Fang Yi and the others, there were two more girls who came with them. The object of the three guns had come once before, but the fat man's girlfriend came to the door for the first time, and as soon as he entered the small mountain village, it caused a huge sensation, and almost everyone in the village ran out to watch.

This also postponed Fang Yi's trip to the mountain by one day. After drinking two drinks at the village chief's house at noon and night, several people stayed in the old house of Sanpao, and only the next morning began to go to the Taoist temple deep in the mountains.

"Not to mention, the scenery of this place is really nice. You can bring your kids over in the future......"

The Manchu army who came to Fangshan for the first time was quickly attracted by the scenery of Fangshan in late autumn, and the red leaves and quiet mountain villages all brought Manchu Jun, a person who grew up in the city, a completely different feeling.

"Brother Man, let's live in the mountains today, if you're okay tomorrow night, I'll take you to fry fish......"

Standing halfway up the mountain, the three guns looked at the reservoir in the distance. Unconsciously a little itchy again, saying that in the past, this reservoir was their family's own land, and when they wanted to eat fish, they would go over and throw a few cannonballs.

"The fish that fried a fart, last time we blew it up and ran away, my dad was fined a thousand yuan......"

Hearing the words of the three cannons, the fat man suddenly became angry. When Fang Yi went down the mountain, they went to fry fish once, and they entered the city the next day, but later the fat man learned on the phone that his father, who was the village chief, was fined 1,000 yuan because of this incident, and he also reported it to the whole town.

"Three cannons, forget about fried fish, I'll put down a few sets in the evening, catch some game and eat it......"

Coming to the familiar mountain forest, Fang Yi breathed the mountain air a little greedily. Compared to the house in the city of Jinling. Fang Yi felt like he was back home when he returned here, and Fang Yi had a deep affection for every grass and tree in the mountains.

The only thing that made Fang Yi a little regretful was that he originally wanted to bring Bai Chuxia to pay tribute to his master. It's just that Bai Chuxia really can't leave when he has something to do in Beijing, so Fang Yi can only take the fat man and them up the mountain.

"Fang Yi. Do you want us to bring oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for making game?" Man Jun asked with some curiosity: "This mountain and forest have been developed for so many years, what kind of game is there on the mountain?"

"Haw Par certainly doesn't have one, but there are also a lot of small things......"

Fang Yi laughed when he heard this, and said: "Go a little deeper, hares, wild boars, pheasants and monkeys can all be seen, and there are wolves and foxes near the foothills of Maoshan Mountain, but I don't know if there are any more now......

Fang Yi grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he naturally knows what animals are in the mountains and forests, but he is not an animal protector, since he was five or six years old, Fang Yi followed the old Taoist ass to pick up prey in the trap, and his kung fu was also learned from the old Taoist.

"If only I could see a wild boar......," said the fat man, "The meat of a wild boar is much stronger than that of a domestic pig, and if the wild boar is roasted with the skin of an undergrown boar, the taste is even more ......."

People who live in the mountains, naturally rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, when there was no ban on guns in the past, the fat man three guns they did not eat less prey in the mountains, that is, now every household every New Year's Festival, the kitchen will also hang some of the dried game in the mountains.

Although the mountain road is quite difficult to walk, Fang Yi and the others are not in a hurry, the group walked and stopped, a total of about three or four hours, before they came to the Taoist temple where Fang Yi lived since childhood, a row of winding bluestone roads, paved from the halfway point to the Taoist temple.

"The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual......"

Seeing the Taoist temple half-hidden in the trees in the mountains, Man Jun suddenly remembered the "Burrow Ming" he had learned in junior high school.

Of course, if the Manchu army knew that the so-called red bricks were just the old Taoist priests who dug up the red mud in the mountains and burned them, and the yellow tiles were spread with a layer of straw and then a thick layer of yellow mud, and then the shape of the bricks and tiles was drawn on them, I don't know if the Manchu army would have that mysterious feeling.

"Brother Man, why don't you say it below? I won't memorize it?" Seeing the appearance of the Manjun poetry, the fat man couldn't help but ridicule.

"Go aside, don't talk nonsense in this Taoist holy land......" The Manchu army waved his hand like a fly, walking on the bluestone road, he had already seen the three big characters of "Shangqing Palace" written on the Taoist plaque from a distance.

"What kind of holy land...... the fat man pursed his lips and said with a disdainful face: "Fat man, I have pooped and peed here when I was three and a half years old, you ask Fang Yi, the old Taoist priest has a fat boy's urine on the bed......"

In the past, the people in the village under the mountain would go into the mountain to trade some things with the old Taoist priest, and the fat man followed his father when he was two or three years old, and it was at that time that he and Sanpao and Fang Yi formed a deep friendship, which was definitely from playing together with open crotch pants.

"You go slowly, I'll go open the gate first......"

Looking at the Taoist temple not far away, Fang Yi had always been difficult to be in a mood of waves, and he actually became a little excited, and after explaining to the fat man, he quickly climbed up the mountain along the mountain road paved with bluestone.

"Master, the disciple is back......"

More than half a year has passed, the uninhabited Taoist temple has become more and more dilapidated, looking at the familiar scenery in front of the Taoist temple, Fang Yi's eyes have become a little blurred, and the scenes from childhood to adulthood are quickly replaying in Fang Yi's mind.

"It's hard to repay the teacher's kindness......"

The big tree in front of the Taoist temple is still tall and leafy, but the master who helped Xiao Fang Yi to climb the tree and frolick back then is already separated from heaven and man forever, which makes Fang Yi's heart feel an indescribable pain, although the old Taoist priest is not his biological parents, but Fang Yi still has the feeling that his son wants to raise but does not wait.

"Fang Yi, don't think about it so much, let's go in......"

Fang Yi didn't know how long he had been standing in front of the door of the Taoist temple, until he was patted on the shoulder by the three cannons, then he woke up, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the Taoist temple, and when he saw it, the wooden statue of the ancestor of the three Qing Dynasty in the middle of the room was already covered with dust and cobwebs.

"Fatty, you guys rest for a while, and I'll go and worship Master......"

Fang Yi didn't care about cleaning the Taoist temple first, but picked up a few bottles of wine he bought in the city, as well as roast chicken and pig's head meat and other food, and left the Taoist temple and continued to walk up the mountain, dozens of meters away from the Taoist temple, there was a thatched shed, in the last three years on the mountain, Fang Yi spent most of his time in the shed to accompany the master.

"Master, the disciple has come to see you......"

Coming to the grave of the old Taoist, Fang Yi knelt on the ground with a puff, and after kowtowing three times respectfully, he stood up, cleaned up the weeds on the grave of the master, and opened the wine and food he brought with him.

"Master, the monkey wine is gone, this is the best wine in the mountain, and your favorite roast chicken and pig's head meat......"

Fang Yi opened all four bottles of Moutai wine, and after sprinkling two bottles in front of the master's grave, the other two bottles of wine and tributes such as roast chicken and pig's head meat were placed in front of the tomb for the master to enjoy slowly.

"Master, the disciple has been down the mountain for half a year, he has not done anything evil, and he has not embarrassed your old man, by the way, Master, my cultivation has broken through to the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and I am afraid that it is almost the same as when you were alive......"

Fang Yi sat in front of his master's grave, and told everything about what happened after he went down the mountain, even the biggest secret in his heart, the reincarnation supernatural power, did not hide it, to say that the person in this world who trusted Fang Yi the most was the master who was sleeping here. (To be continued.) )