"One of the most famous scenery of Chayu is the spring dawn of begonias, now this day is not the time, there are no flowers to go, this place is in the county; The second is the purple water to turn back, this is very strange, not every year, under a famous bridge on the edge of the county, there will be a purple water once in a few years from the cave under the bridge, flow to the river, go around the river, and then flow back to the cave under the bridge, you still can't see it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info three is Fulong Stacked Cui, this is a famous local temple, called Fulong Temple, the surrounding scenery is very good, you can see it, but the best thing about this temple is the temple fair, just after some time ago. I've been to see it once before, and there are so many shows. It's also a bit of a mystery story, and someone will introduce you to it when you go. ”

Drivers who run a few fixed-point routes must know a little about the attractions, activities, and special foods of the several destinations they want to run, otherwise they will be driven for several hours and it is easy to get stuck if they can't find the topic.

"We can't see the best results." Chu Yang shook his head regretfully, "I heard that Fulong Temple is now under the control of Sanshan Temple, is there such a thing?" ”

"I don't know about this, I don't specialize in running Chayu, I am all chartered and choose my destination in several routes, and I will run the line that I can. I haven't been to Chayu in months. ”

Chu Yang and Sanji Gyaltsen did not have great hopes, and at this time the driver said that he did not know, and they were not too surprised. Unexpectedly, after a while, the driver suddenly remembered something and suddenly said:

"Alas, when it comes to this temple fair, I do think about it. My mother has a cousin niece in the same village, I want to call my cousin, that is, married in Qingtong Township, last time she also chartered my car back to Qingtong, she is amazing, Chayu here to build roads and tailoring, street performances, temple fairs, all invite her to bring the dance team to add color. ”

Although there are so many beautiful places in Chayu and a few small hotels on the side, Qingtong, the destination of Sanchi Gyaltsen and Chuyang, is some distance from these places. It has several administrative villages, and there are natural villages under the administrative villages.

The cousin mentioned by the driver lives on the main street of Qingtong Township. Because there is no restaurant to eat in the village of this place, Qingtong Township is not a tourist spot, and most people live in the county seat when they go to Chayu, so it is not easy to find a place to live on Qingtong Street; In Chu Yang's description, it is not good for Sanji Gyaltsen to go to his mother-in-law's house empty-handed at night, so it is better to stay for one night first, and then see how to buy chickens, ducks and fruits the next day before coming to the door.

The two gave the driver three more red tickets, and the driver immediately smiled, took them to the township to find food, and helped ask his cousin's house if there was any room available, and if he could borrow two people to stay for one night. After deciding on it, he took the two of them to his cousin and his cousin-in-law's house, and then drove away.

The driver's cousin was already fifty years old, and Chu Yang and Sanchi Gyaltsen stuffed them with a few hundred yuan, and they were very enthusiastic, and after the two of them had taken a shower, they came to the guest room to greet them for supper. The driver's cousin in the same village asked the two to call her "Sister Ming", she was married to Chayu in the north of Lingnan, so some dietary preferences are not the same as Chayu people.

When Chu Yang and Sanji Gyaltsen came to the dining room downstairs, Sister Ming was stir-frying a few handfuls of large tea leaves with oil. The tea leaves were quickly stir-fried, and at this time, Sister Ming poured boiling water into the pot, and when it boiled, she put some rice flowers and the like into the tea soup and served it to the table. There are many small plates on the table, which contain different pieces of cake and cake that have been cut into squares, and a bowl of pig scalp, which looks like it is cut from the roast pig, which is crispy and fragrant.

During the banquet, Chu Yang and Sanchi Gyaltsen chatted with this Ming sister very naturally about her dance team mentioned by the driver. Only then did I find out that this Sister Ming was still a lay disciple of a local sect.

Sister Ming's cultivation experience has to start with Sister Ming's eight characters when she was a child. In Sister Ming's hometown, a person with a light character must worship a master in order to ensure success. But this prostration, that is, a naming ceremony. Named down, even if he is a disciple of the ancestor, a little Tiangang qi can ward off evil spirits.

However, Sister Ming has been very interested in those Taoisms since she was a child, and she worships the sect under her family, claiming to be a side branch of the Maoshan faction of the Daomen, but in fact the inheritance has nothing to do with the orthodox Maoshan faction. This is the case with many folk sects in Lingnan, claiming to be a side branch of a certain sect, but in fact this is not the case.

Maybe it's because the Central Plains culture is more influential, or maybe it's because the name is attached to the Six Great Daomen that makes it easier for these folk warlocks to make a living.

Because this sister Ming likes Taoist rituals very much, she often goes to the master's house to learn from them. When she was a child, she had thick eyebrows, big eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth, and she was a lovely girl carved in pink and jade, and the master couldn't bear to drive her, so he passed on a method called Qixinggang.

When teaching this method, the master first asked her to recite the lineage of their sect.

"In the earliest days, there were three people in heaven and earth who had attained Fa-rectification, and they possessed special skills and the ability to live dead and flesh and bones. They were sacrificed as human beings and were revered as 'corpses'. At that time, the meaning of 'corpse' was different from today, and the meaning of corpse in later generations changed, so later generations called the person with the Tao Dharma as a teacher, that is, today's 'heavenly master' and 'master'. ”

Sister Ming told their legacy:

"And these three people have their own strengths, respectively in the 'body', 'mouth', 'mind', and with the ability to reach the heavens, they go straight to the heavenly realm. The heavenly realm found that the three people actually mastered the law of immortality, the Taoist has seven emotions and six desires, love and immortality can not be both, the emperor of heaven sent down thunder, and all the people who cultivated the method of these three people were old and white-headed overnight. The three of them refused to accept it, and fought to the death in the upper realm, and finally the vitality of the heavenly realm was greatly injured, and the descendants had no immortality. ”

This paragraph is about the origin of the Taoist law in the world, and to Chu Yang's surprise, this story in which he personally participated was heard by a female teacher in the countryside of Lingnan today.

His existence had long since been lost in the lineage of the three great tantric sects of the Six Great Daomen, and he could not find any clues related to that war in the Shangqing Gate's origin Dao system when he performed the soul searching technique on the Lingmo.

The story told by Sister Ming has been passed down for hundreds of generations, and the truth has long been unrecognizable in the process of inheritance, but even so, some pictures still appeared in front of his eyes with Sister Ming's narration, and unconsciously, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

It wasn't until Sanchi Gyaltsen whispered a mantra to clear his heart that he came back to his senses, and the mournful cry in his ears was far away, and the blood-colored picture faded, and on the table in front of him was hot rice tea soup, all kinds of cakes and cakes, and simple home-cooked supper.