Hearing that Lao Dao was really going down the mountain to travel, Qin Chuan was naturally overjoyed, but when he heard that he was going to wear a Taoist uniform, he stopped and asked, "What, you want to wear a Taoist uniform?" We have gone down the mountain so many times, and I have never worn a Taoist uniform, so why this time?"

Lao Dao continued to drink osmanthus wine and said: "Let's travel down the mountain, but it is not a place in Qingzhou City, so the road is difficult and dangerous, it is naturally self-evident, if you wear a Taoist uniform, others only recognize you as a Taoist boy who went down the mountain, and I am here, rest assured." Whoever I eat meat will have your soup to drink. ”

Qin Chuan still asked, "Then how long does it take to walk down the mountain?" ”

Lao Dao replied: "I can't say for sure, finding those things you want depends on chance, not how far you walk." When the time comes, will others be willing to give, but what are you talking about?"

Qin Chuan frowned and asked, "Then what if others are unwilling to give?"

Lao Dao thought about it for a while, and seemed to be replying seriously: "If you don't give it, then exchange it, if you don't change it, you will grab it, if you can't grab it, then you will grab it next time." ”

Qin Chuan remembered the famous post and the matter of Luozi Cliff, so he opened his mouth and said: "The Luozi Cliff ...... in five years."

Lao Dao patted the yellow mud on his body, wiped the wine stains on his white beard and said: "In five years, I want to go to Luoziya and take you to meet that person, I probably want to return to this Taoist temple in Mataling, at least five years later." You should be prepared, this is a long way, and you should not bring some useless things, so as to save your physical strength. ”

Hearing that it would be five years long, Qin Chuan felt a faint reluctance in his heart.

I have lived in this Taoist temple in Mataling for nearly ten years, and I am naturally familiar with every grass and tree here, and even the wild flowers in the corner of the wall feel extraordinarily enchanting. When I came back from this trip, it must have been a different story.

Qin Chuan thought about it, but walked to his room without saying a word, ready to pack his clothes.

Lao Dao drank the last bowl of osmanthus wine, his face was flushed, and he fell asleep on the spot.

Qin Chuan looked at everything around him in the small room, thinking about what to bring, after all, this trip was five years, if he didn't bring it completely, he would have to spend a lot of money on the road, which Qin Chuan couldn't bear.

The Taoist clothes mentioned by the old Tao just now naturally have to be worn now, otherwise they will have to be taken out when the time comes, which is too troublesome. So Qin Chuan rummaged through the cabinet to find the robes.

Before the New Year this year, the two went to a famous silk village in Qingzhou City and ordered a Taoist uniform for Qin Chuan, but they also spent a lot of silver, which made Qin Chuan feel distressed for a long time, after all, he had never worn a Taoist uniform, so it was better to use the money to buy wine and drink.

Just like the old way worn, this dress is also cyan, the back is tattooed with a Taoist word, in addition, there is no decoration, according to the old way, the road is simple, so this dress is also very simple.

After looking for a while, among a lot of old things, he finally found the clothes, Qin Chuan reluctantly tried the clothes, but he couldn't help muttering. It turned out that this suit was too long, Qin Chuan couldn't hold it up, and he walked a few steps in the room in this suit, and he had already stepped on his feet, which made Qin Chuan very uncomfortable.

Qin Chuan scolded the boss of the silk village: "It's just a profiteer, and he said that he is a century-old brand, and he can't even measure the length of this uniform, so he must have given himself the Taoist uniform returned by others." It's all because I was in a hurry to drink, and I was in a hurry when I delivered it that day, and I took it away before I could take a closer look at it. But the store made it clear that he was bullying Qin Chuan when he was young and didn't dare to speak out. If you have time to go to Qingzhou City this time, you must smash this silk village, otherwise you will be really angry. Scolding and scolding, Qin Chuan thought that his appearance was inconvenient, so he immediately found a straw rope made of wheat straw and tied his waist and feet, so that although the Taoist clothes were too long, they were attached to his body, and he would not stumble when he walked.

Now that this garment has been found, what else should I take with me?

The four treasures of the study room that I just bought can be carried, after all, I went to Qingzhou City to bring it back, which cost Qin Chuan a lot of physical strength, if I stayed in this Taoist temple, but I didn't take care of it diligently, I guess when I came back, the paper had been eaten by bookworms, and even the ink would have dried up into pieces. Therefore, the four treasures of the study must be brought, and maybe you can sell calligraphy and paintings on the way and make a windfall. After all, there are many rich people in Qingzhou City, and they are willing to spend some money for this calligraphy and painting.

By the way, silver money? In the Taoist temple, he saved a lot of silver money, and he must not know that Qin Chuan relied on writing couplets for others, selling calligraphy and paintings, and won the favor of his master at red and white ceremonies with his clever tongue, and won a lot of rewards. followed the old road into the city to catch the market, although there was some expenses, they were all cushioned by the old way, so Qin Chuan's body, according to the estimate, had to save a few dozen taels.

Qin Chuan thought, the money on this body, he can't let Lao Dao know until the critical time. After all, the old way is used to being lavish, how much is used on the body, when there is money, go to the restaurant, when there is no money, gnaw hemp cakes, according to the character of the old way, when the time comes, if there is no spare silver on the body, then both of them have to go hungry.

No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor, and no matter how bitter you are, you can't suffer yourself. This money is still placed on Qin Chuan's own body.

Qin Chuan paced in the room, looking at the things in the room, but in the end, he only took some clothes, silver coins, and the four treasures of the study, after all, he still had to climb the vine ladder, and if he carried too much, he would have to climb out of breath at that time.

So Qin Chuan walked outside first, seeing that Lao Dao was still asleep, he couldn't help but think angrily: I asked myself to pack my clothes before, but I didn't expect that he was drunk. This osmanthus wine has great stamina, and after drinking it so many times, it has not grown, this look, not to mention climbing the vine ladder, it is difficult to walk on a flat road, so it seems that today is not able to walk.

Qin Chuan shouted Lao Dao a few times, but saw that there was no response, so he ran to the room and took a quilt to cover Lao Dao's body, and turned to look at the front door of the main hall where the sunlight shone on it, this clay statue of the ancestor looked more realistic, but under the sun, he still couldn't see what the ancestor looked like.

I thought that although I lived in the Taoist temple, I was not a believer, so I never saluted to my ancestors, and today I am wearing a wide Taoist robe, although it is what the old Taoist said, but in this way, it is also half of the Taoist people, since the old Taoist is drunk, then I will perform a disciple salute on his behalf.

So Qin Chuan stepped on the bluestone slab and walked softly towards the main hall. On the left and right sides of the main hall are hung a lot of banners, just like the old way of the rune seal, on the banner is written a lot of obscure runes. Qin Chuan thought in his heart, this so-called rune seal, I am afraid that it is not the wild grass written by the ancestor after he was drunk, and suddenly one day he found that this drunken wild grass can communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and he was overjoyed, so this inherited rune seal is as difficult to argue as wild grass, so that Qin Chuan didn't know a word, and he was not depressed in his heart.

Qin Chuan had also secretly copied the old Dao rune seal before, but no matter how similar it was, the rune on the yellow paper was motionless. Qin Chuan thought that there was probably no smell of alcohol, so he didn't recognize himself with this talisman seal, so he got drunk that day and copied hundreds of sheets, but there was no change in this yellow paper.

Lao Dao looked at Qin Chuan, who was drunk, and laughed for a long time. Later, I learned that unlike martial arts practitioners, I lacked Danhai and Empty Mountain in my body, so I couldn't communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, so the rune seal written here, no matter how godlike it was, was still like the New Year's couplet in the end, beautiful and good-looking, but it couldn't make any waves.

Putting down his thoughts and taking a deep breath, Qin Chuan learned from the old Tao, knelt on the futon with both knees, spread his hands, bowed to the ancestor master, and said something in his mouth: "Old man, you must also be a resounding figure in this martial arts river and lake in front of you, but after death, it is estimated that only this Taoist temple in Mataling is still worshipping you, don't be unconvinced, what is there to eat and drink in the Taoist temple, the old Taoist will keep you a share, I am often indignant." But he never told me who you really were. But at the moment it doesn't matter to me, who you are. ”

Qin Chuan looked back at Lao Dao, and saw that he was still asleep, so he turned around and continued: "Lao Dao and I will go out immediately, according to what Lao Dao said, it is estimated that it will take about five years. Being in the martial arts rivers and lakes, we naturally know the hardships and dangers on this road, so we have worshiped you for so many years, you have to express it, let us come back safely, otherwise if something happens to us, you will really be hungry. I, Qin Chuan, don't believe in it, I naturally didn't believe you before, I just thought about a clay statue, and I didn't even have an appearance, why did I still have descendants to worship. But today, I, Qin Chuan, am wearing this robe, although it doesn't fit, but it is also half of your disciple, the old Taoist said that sincerity is spirituality, so I will kowtow to you a few times, and when I come back, I will give you that osmanthus wine to drink, okay?"

Therefore, Qin Chuan lay on the futon, his face kowtowed heavily to the ground a few times, Lao Dao squinted his eyes when he heard the voice, and he probably felt dazzled, someone actually kowtowed in the main hall, presumably because he drank too much osmanthus wine, so he shook his head, tightened the quilt and fell asleep.

After Qin Chuan kowtowed, he saw that Lao Dao was still asleep, and naturally knew that he couldn't move today, so he ran to the stone, put the two empty jars at the foot of the ancestral clay statue and said, "These two empty jars are our agreement." If Lao Dao and I return safely, two jars of wine will be offered, and I will not be able to fill them again. ”

In Qin Chuan's mind, this osmanthus wine is a thing that cannot be exchanged, so it must be a fateful friendship to give up the two jars of osmanthus wine as an offering.

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, seeing that Lao Dao still didn't wake up, he ran to the kitchen to prepare the food on the way, this road is deep in the mountains and dense forests, if you can't meet the mountain farmers, you must be hungry, it is better to prepare food in advance, and when the time comes, it is good to take the fire fold, and it is good to be hot.

Qin Chuan looked at the old way and bought a lot of millet left, and thought to himself, if the newly milled millet was carried down the mountain, but there was no cooking utensils halfway, I was afraid that it would not be able to heat it along the way, so it would be better to make it into a millet pot, and it would be more convenient to eat it directly. Qin Chuan made up his mind, so he added water to the pot and boiled it again, and poured the newly milled millet into it, but the newly milled millet was a bit excessive, and if it was all made into millet pots, I was afraid it would be a little difficult to bring.

Qin Chuan thought that he was engaged in the work that was considered by the world to be a ninth-rate, and in the red and white ceremonies, he suffered from the white eyes of those high-ranking officials and nobles, but the money he earned with the old man was hard money. This newly milled millet, but it was carried back from the vine ladder, and now it is about to set off for a journey, whether it is difficult to bring or not, this newly milled millet can not be wasted. Otherwise, after leaving Qingzhou City, others are not familiar with Lao Dao and the two of them on the way, and they can't receive the work of red and white ceremonies, then these millets can last for a while, as for the lack of cooking utensils on this halfway, this is not troublesome, it is really not possible to bring an iron pot.

Qin Chuan added the firewood even more, and soon there was a burnt smell of pot in the pot, Qin Chuan lifted the lid of the pot, took the iron knife and pulled it off round and round, and sent a mouthful to the mouth, hey, it is really fragrant, this pot made of millet in the mountains, as a thing to satisfy cravings on the way, it is very suitable.

When the pot was ready, Qin Chuan remembered that there were still some hemp cakes. This sesame cake is made of wheat, and some people call it money cake, with a thin skin and many fillings. But Qin Chuan and Lao Dao are reluctant to eat the high-quality sesame cakes, so they often buy the sesame filling, which can be left for a long time and can also carry hunger. So Qin Chuan picked up the hemp cakes from the kitchen jar, took a look, there were about a dozen, put all the hemp cakes in the pot and baked them, then went to the green ashbowl to add water to heat them, and by the way, he went to call down the old Tao who was still sleeping next to him.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh, there are always people who have a very poor amount of alcohol, holding the wine jar and not letting go, no matter who says it, this old way is like this.

Holding the newly out of the pot hemp cake on the tip of Lao Dao's nose, with the aroma of sesame seeds, Lao Dao woke up instantly, probably slept for a long time, Lao Dao had nothing in his stomach, this previously disgusted sesame cake, but also felt that it was extraordinarily sweet.

Lao Dao opened his mouth and said: "Wait until you finish eating this hemp cake, you stay in this green ashtray, after I take a bath, I will copy the scriptures in the room, if you don't enter the room for half an hour and turn off the lights, I will know that you have fainted again, and I will come out to take care of you when the time comes." Remember, when you are in the ashbowl, you have to recite the Bodhicitta Sutra. Remember. ”

Where Lao Dao took a bath, in the room next to him, Qin Chuan knew that there was a big wooden barrel in the room, which was much more comfortable than his green ashbowl, but Lao Dao didn't know why, and Qin Chuan was always not allowed to use it.

Qin Chuan took a bite of the hemp cake and said with a serious face: "Reciting the Bodhicitta Sutra, I naturally know this, but when we will leave tomorrow." ”

Lao Dao saw that Qin Chuan still had a hemp cake in his other hand, so he glanced at it, and Qin Chuan handed it over. Lao Dao also took a big bite and said with satisfaction: "The rooster sings three times, and that is when we set off." ”

Qin Chuan said with a smile: "Then I'll clean up the millet pot first, and then go to stay in the green ash tank." ”

Lao Dao heard that there was still millet pot, and he felt that he was still not full, so he said in surprise: "Millet pot, don't clean it up first, I'll go eat and drink enough first." ”

"Good. Qin Chuan replied.

When Lao Dao returned to the room after eating and bathing, Qin Chuan was the same as before, his whole body was buried in the jar, only his head came out, and with the experience of the last time, Qin Chuan kept reciting the Bodhicitta Sutra in his mouth.

Strange to say, after reciting this bodhicitta sutra, the last strange image did not appear again. Qin Chuan was also not curious, put on his Taoist clothes and went back to his room to rest, at this moment the lights in Lao Dao's room had long been extinguished.

......

Early the next morning, Qin Chuan woke up early and prepared everything, and Lao Dao had already woken up and stood at the door. Seeing that Qin Chuan was carrying a lot of things, Lao Dao asked very curiously: "Rabbit cub, what are you carrying, why do you feel so heavy." ”

Qin Chuan tightened the rope around his waist and said slowly: "Millet, newly milled millet, this cost money to buy, it can't be wasted." ”

Lao Dao also asked very seriously: "Then what are you going to do with this millet?"

Qin Chuan turned around, turned his back to Lao Dao and said, "I brought a pot ......"