However, Qi Xiang also felt strange, you must know that generally speaking, most of the buildings commemorating Lu Zu in various places are named after temples and temples, and the word palace is not used casually.

Palace, which means a palace, means that it is very large.

For example, Tianhou Palace, Guandi Palace, Yuewang Palace, etc., most of them are continuous buildings, and dozens of halls and houses are combined to form a building complex for believers to burn incense and worship.

But in the remote mountain village, there is actually a pure yang palace, which is a little strange.

Qi Xiang was worried in his heart, but he saw that under the call of the middle-aged man, the people in the village also poured out.

In fact, the mountain village is not small, with dozens of households and a population of three or four hundred, although it is not as large as some densely populated large villages, but it is also a big village among the poor and remote areas.

As soon as the middle-aged man greeted, hundreds of people gathered.

After seeing the big boar, everyone was elated. Then, seeing the injured youth, many people were anxious and hurriedly cared for and asked. However, when they learned that the young man's injuries had been cured by the newly arrived Xuanqing Dao Chief, they immediately burst out with great enthusiasm.

All of a sudden, everyone cheered, their eyes were very eager, showing a smile from the heart, and sincerely welcomed the arrival of Qi Xiang, a fake Taoist.

In the warm welcome of the villagers, Qi Xiang knocked on the side, and he could be regarded as learning some information.

The village is not rich, it can even be said to be poor.

The only health hospital in the township is in a village of ten miles and eighty miles away. A village is a sub-district, and it is relatively close to the city, so it is easier to transport medicines, so a hospital was built there.

However, this is a bit farther away from other villages.

In order to see a doctor, they often have to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads. Mind you, it's a mountain road.

The mountain roads are rugged and often have to go around and around, even crossing bridges and water. It's time-consuming.

In other words, the distance of seventy or eighty miles may take more than half a day.

For rural people who are accustomed to walking mountain roads, walking for most of the day is not a problem. Here's the problem. They can wait, but the illness can't. Originally, it was just a minor illness, but after walking for half a day, it may become a major illness.

Therefore, for the people who lack medical conditions, this is the real illness.

However. Ten miles and eight villages, but it is an exception.

Because in the Taoist temple in the village, there was an old Taoist priest. His medical skills are very clever, even better than the doctors in the village hospitals.

Bruises, swelling and pain, colds and other minor diseases, needless to say, have always been handy. It is some incurable diseases, and when it comes to the old Taoist, there is also a certain success recovery rate.

But the old Taoist priest is old after all. He passed away peacefully half a year ago.

The villagers were very sad, and after burying the old Taoist priest, they began to face a problem that they usually easily ignore. Someone in the village is sick, what to do?

In the past, you could go directly to the mountain and ask the old Taoist priest for healing. Now, I have to walk for most of the day to seek treatment in a rural hospital. This back and forth, too much delay.

So after the people in the village discussed. began to write letters to the Taoist Association in the city, asking them to send another Taoist priest to preside over the affairs of the Taoist temple in the village...... Well, by the way, treat everyone.

When it started. There has been no movement from the Taoist Association.

But the villagers persevered, and even a group of people went into the city to petition. That's it, after tossing for half a year, the Taoist Association was finally accepted by their sincerity? Impressed, he promised to assign them a Taoist priest to settle in.

Wait, wait, wait, finally waited for someone.

Naturally, the villagers were very happy. Immediately take local materials, slaughter the big mountain boar, and hold a grand reception banquet for Qi Xiang.

"You're welcome, you don't have to be polite......" Qi Xiang politely refused.

"You're busy first." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "I'll take the Taoist chief to the road to watch, and I'll come down later." ”

This is in line with Qi Xiang's intentions, so naturally he will not refuse.

At the moment, under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Qi Xiang slowly walked to the top of the mountain, and also saw clearly that the tower-shaped building on the mountain was really a tower.

The tower is divided into three floors, covering an area of not small, with a square and circular pattern, and a pure wooden structure. However, on the top of the tower, there is a circle of copper wind chimes.

When the mountain breeze blows, the bell is crisp and pleasant, quite beautiful.

Qi Xiang looked carefully and found that the tower was old, and the patent leather on the surface was peeling, and there were mottled traces. This shows that the tower should have been built for a long time, and it is estimated that it has a history of more than 100 years.

At the main entrance of the tower, a plaque was hung.

On the plaque, there are three big characters of Chunyang Palace, and the ink is dripping, but there is a bit of artistic conception. It's just that the big plaque, after years of wind and sun, the handwriting on it has faded little by little.

If it weren't for the fact that the ink had penetrated into the plaque, I am afraid that it would not be clear to see the strokes in it.

"Click."

At this time, the middle-aged man opened the tower door, and sighed a little: "Since the old Taoist is gone, this door has rarely been opened." But don't worry, we have people clean and tidy up every half a month. ”

"There's absolutely nothing bad in it."

The middle-aged man swore an oath, and handed over the key when he changed his hand: "Daoist Xuanqing, you will be responsible for this place in the future." ”

Qi Xiang hesitated a little and took the key.

That's what he was going to do. Hiding alone in the deep mountains and old forests, it's okay for a day or two, but it's troublesome for a long time. It's better to pretend to be a Taoist priest of Xuanqing first and stay in the Taoist temple in the mountain village for a while.

It is expected that for a month, the real Xuanqing Taoist priest has not entered the mountain. Then in a short period of time, he will definitely not be in danger of being exposed. Besides, even if it is exposed, it is not a big deal, with his ability, he can get out casually.

Okay, from today onwards, I'll be Xuanqing.

Qi Xiang's heart was slightly certain, and he calmly walked into the tower.

Entering the door, there is a temple, in which a statue of the god Lu Zu is enshrined.

Compared with the ancient Taoist temples, the statue of Lu Zu is a little bright. I saw that he had phoenix eyes and sideburns, delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, a golden and white complexion, and a mole under the corner of his left eyebrow and under his right eye, the size of a bean.

Dressed in a wide robe and long sleeves, carrying a sword, fluttering in the wind, fairy wind and bones, the image of a master.

At first glance, Qi Xiang's mind was constricted, and his expression slowly became serious. Then he walked to the offering stage, saw a stick of incense, and immediately took a stick and lit it with a lighter.

Qi Xiang saluted sincerely and put on a stick of incense.

Suddenly, the aroma lingered, and the dark red firelight shimmered slightly.

Seeing this, the eyes of the middle-aged man were full of smiles. also followed a stick of incense, and then said: "Dao Chief, take you around......

"Okay." Qi Xiang nodded and began to visit the tower.

On the first floor of the tower, there is the offering hall, in addition to worshiping Lu Zu, there is also a spacious utility room, which stores some sundries, as well as a large cabinet.

On the second floor, it is the abbot's room, that is, the bedroom where the abbot views the lord and rests at night. Next to the abbot's room, there is also a study of the same size.

The abbot's room is very simple, just ordinary beds, chairs, and tables. Clean and tidy, plain and generous.

This is the real place of cultivation, and Qi Xiang is very satisfied. But what surprised him was that in the study next to the bedroom, there were really dense books.

There is a large bookshelf in the study, and several rows of shelves are full of books and scriptures.

A collection of Taoism, there are relatively old thread-bound books, as well as modern published Taoist scriptures. Qi Xiang swept his gaze and roughly estimated that there were at least a thousand books on the entire bookshelf.

This collection is not a small amount, and it can be called an unexpected joy.

"These books are the lifelong collection of the old Taoist." The middle-aged man introduced: "If anyone in the village goes to the city to do business, the old Taoist chief asks them to help buy a car. Sometimes, some strangers begged him to heal their illnesses. He didn't take any money, so he asked them to deliver books. ”

"If there is a duplicate book, he will give it away. The rest, it's all different. ”

In the middle-aged man's tone, there is also a bit of nostalgia.

"Hmm!"

Qi Xiang's eyes swept over, and he left the study and walked to the third floor.

The three floors of the tower, however, are empty, with some pillars as supports, and a tower cap pointed on top.

Under the eaves of the spire, there are strings of wind chimes.

Standing on the third floor, you can look in all directions and enjoy the beauty of the surrounding landscape. Of course, the most important thing is that in an empty place, you can dry your clothes in the cold.

From the bottom to the top, all the way to visit, Qi Xiang can also find that this tower called Chunyang Palace, whether it is the structure or the details, is very exquisite.

After walking around, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Daoist Xuanqing, you are also tired along the way, settle down and rest for a while." Later, I'll come up and call you again. It's just a casual meal, thank you for saving Ah San, don't shirk ......"

Qi Xiang was noncommittal, and when the middle-aged man left, he looked at the tower, inexplicably feeling a little intimate.

"It feels good."

Qi Xiang made a big offering and walked to the utility room. He had just discovered that the utility room was very spacious, and there was a large cabinet. Between the cabinets, there is a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicines.

Qi Xiang casually opened the cabinet drawer and took a look, as expected.

Inside the drawers, there are sun-dried medicinal herbs. All kinds of medicinal materials are complete, or ground into powder, or cut into sections, all of which have been processed properly and can be decocted directly.

"It's the right place, it's a lot easier to save ......"

Qi Xiang was overjoyed, and after some inspection, he found that there were things he needed in the cabinet.

"But it seems a bit of a shame to take it for nothing."

Qi Xiang hesitated a little, but he didn't dwell on it for long, and went up to the library on the second floor. A series of scriptures, full of dazzling, all Taoist classics, as well as all kinds of medical books.

Qi Xiang took one of the flip books, a little intoxicated.

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man came to the door and invited him to a banquet held in the village.

In fact, from the mountain, you can see the bright bonfire of the village, a brilliant and lively scene. Qi Xiang is not hypocritical, and he will go out when he is invited.

However, the middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, have you forgotten something?" ”

"Huh?"

Qi Xiang was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled: "What did I forget?" ”

Go out to the provincial capital in the evening, meet in Shanghai/Hai early tomorrow morning, and then go to the starting point salon. For the next few days, it's all timed chapters. Everyone's forgiveness and ask for a monthly pass. (To be continued.) )