Tianzhu Mountain, Tianmen Town.

The town is home to thousands of people and has benefited from a boom in tourism and services. Thousands of people have been eating on this mountain for 30 years, but they dare not talk about it. For them, affluence and security are enough.

Unfortunately, such a beautiful day is over. Since the beginning of the year, the government has announced the closure of the mountain, which is closed to idle people. Even the monks in the temple were expelled.

The incomes of townspeople suddenly became tight, with hotels and restaurants bearing the brunt. The common people couldn't stand it, so they elected representatives to petition the town government. The town government is also worried. Can the mayor control the wool by direct order from his superiors?

Fortunately, when they speak from above, they will build a scientific research base in the future. Nearly 1,000 people will be stationed throughout the year, and their food and clothing will be purchased from the town. Sounds great, but how much does it cost 1,000 people? Can it compare to more than a million visitors a year?

But there is no way, where red tape happens, it has to be done. As a result, the citizens shifted their targets one by one, hindering Faer's path to business qualification.

Mr. Liu is a lucky man. It took a great deal of effort for him to find a way to transport food to the mountains. It is delivered every three days and once a month for a period of one month.

Today is another day to deliver vegetables. He drove a small truck and pulled a cart full of vegetables from the town to Nanshan Gate.

The mountain gate has long since changed. A whole squad of soldiers guarded it. The barricades were blocked as well as the city walls. When the truck approached, it obediently stopped. The soldiers first inspected the vehicles and passed, then checked the personnel, and waved them to let them go when they were accurate.

Teacher Liu didn't dare to speak. He walked along the winding mountain road and then turned north. After driving for more than 20 minutes, I didn't stop until I couldn't see the road.

A couple of people were waiting in front and said, "I'm here, it's a little late today." ”

"I don't have to accept these plates, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Liu hurriedly apologized and handed over the cigarette. "We don't depend on agriculture for a living. I had to go to the countryside to collect so much food. ”

"Well, just pay attention to ......"

The men were noncommittal, pushed back the cigarettes, and confiscated them.

Most of the vegetables on this bus are turnips, cabbage, potatoes, spinach, and many more. There are also two plates of freshly made tofu and some very little meat.

They were busy unloading and moving the cars, carrying them up the hill in baskets. From here, there is a green stone staircase, high woods, shaded by a complex of buildings.

Liu is a local, so he naturally knows that this place is called Zhu Ling, and there is a Yunqi Knife Garden on the ridge. This courtyard was built in the Ming Dynasty and was once very popular with incense. Later, the gate was closed and used by the monks. After several changes, Yunqi Taoist Temple became a temple where Buddhism and Taoism were integrated, offering gods and bodhisattvas such as the Jade Emperor, Buddha, and Guanyin.

It turned out that there was a gang of fake monks here. I've heard they've all been blown up. Now I don't know whose house they live in.

Mr. Liu is curious, but his biggest advantage is that he knows what to ask and what not to ask. He immediately completed the handover with the other party and returned in a truck.

A few people carried vegetables and meat up the mountain and entered the Taoist temple.

Entering the main door, the main hall looks upwards and there is another side hall on the left and right. Behind the hall are doors and corridors, connecting a dozen huts, all made of brick and wood, forming small courtyards.

The place is quiet. Sometimes people in robes would walk back and forth. They are all detached from common customs. They talked softly and talked about Dao and Guo Xuanxuan. They seem to be a fairytale house in the outside world.

They went straight to the kitchen and started washing vegetables, cutting meat, making a fire and cooking.

The food is light vegetarian and of course the cooking is great. A small amount of meat, mainly chicken, supplemented with pig and sheep.

In addition, it is a large pot of porridge rice, cooked half-thick and not thick, and it is steaming hot. This porridge and rice seem to be precious. There are two people to deal with this. It has a magical scent before it is filled.

Soon the food was ready.

The first person looked at it and ordered, "Ring the doorbell!"

"Yes!"

One person replied and left. After a while, he heard the sound of bells and white clouds.

......

"When!"

"When!"

In a quiet room, Tan Chongdai heard the bell outside and was arguing with Wang Ruoxu about the method of execution. Tan Chongdai finished eating, and then said, "Stop for a while, come back and argue." ”

"Hmph, am I still afraid of you?" Wang Ruoxu did not show weakness.

They are all branches of God, natural allies in mixed Taoism. Of course, Tan Laodao didn't know the identity of the other party. You're still an undercover agent for the Secret Service.

The two men walked out the door. There are houses on the left and right. There is no movement on the left. The door on the right opened, and one came out. This person is in his forties, dark-skinned, tall, and fierce, and is the host of the Linshui Palace in southern Fujian, and the successor of the Lushan School, Huang Huiguang.

"Big brother!" he had a slightly lower seniority. When he saw Tan Chongdai, he gave him a gift.

"Hehe, don't bother. I haven't seen you in a few days. What have you learned lately?" asked Tan Laodao.

"I don't deserve what I've learned, but I used to live in southern Fujian and I had a short eye. It's an eye-opener to be here. ”

After a few small talks, the three of them went to the restaurant together.

Along the way, more and more Taoists were encountered, including cadres (men) and gentlemen (women), old and young. These people came out from all over the place and divided into two groups. Obviously, one group is true and the other is positive.

It is said that not long ago, the various sects selected outstanding disciples and sent them to Beijing in order. First, they attend classes and have a detailed understanding of the current environment. Then they came to Tianzhu Mountain and stayed there.

According to recent statistics, there are 62 secret societies in the world, but today there are only 47.

Basically, a sect can produce one disciple and two disciples respectively. If there are no disciples, the patriarch will come in person. However, many of these muddled waters have been wiped out in Beijing.

In the end, 36 people remained, of which 20 were true and 16 were positive.

You must know that the two Great Dao factions have been fighting for more than a thousand years and have died endlessly. However, in such a particular situation, it was the first time that people had eaten, lived and lived together. None of them are used to it.

These people are elites of all factions. No one is happy with them. Some officials are afraid to make any major moves, but in private they have little friction.

Just like eating, be disciplined and don't eat meat. They do not eat beef, mullet, goose, and dog meat, but other meats, such as pig, sheep, chicken, and duck, can be eaten on non-fasting days.

That's exactly right.

The same is true today, when the food is served, the whole fact is on the table is the heart of the green onion and the meat, which is much richer. People sat down to eat, when they heard a phrase outside:

"All things are born with me, and being a monk should be repentant and self-disciplined. It's ridiculous that you eat some blood and flesh, accumulate filth, and kill people for no reason. ”

After saying this, a man in his twenties appeared outside the door, with a natural jade metallography and radiant expression.

He wasn't very old, but everyone respected him. Without him, this person is Lu Yuanqing, a disciple of Baiyunguan Taoist Li Qingzhi.

This is the first place.