After Gongsun Yu rested in Taiyuan City for a few days, he set off for Chang'an, and Lu Ji proposed that he hadn't seen Master Zhang Wuyu and Shi Niang Tan Mrs. for a long time, so it was better to go south to Luoyang Beibi Mountain to visit them and then go to Chang'an.

After a long journey, after crossing the Yellow River in the south is Luoyang City, Beibi Mountain is in the north of Luoyang City, and Jiang Chong arrived after they crossed the Yellow River in the south.

Beibi Mountain is indeed a treasure land of feng shui, the mountain is full of graves, it is really a little idle soil on the top of Beibi Mountain, and it is full of old tombs of Luoyang people. The mountain is rich in peonies, forsythia, rhododendrons, cypresses and other plants, and there are also many wild herbs, which have always been an ideal place for Taoist cultivation.

Gongsun Yu followed Jiang Chong and them up the mountain, all the way up to the top of the North Mountain Cuiyun Peak, according to legend, this place is Lao Tzu's alchemy place, Lao Tzu finished refining the Dan here, he rode on the green ox, and went out of Hangu Guanxi.

Cuiyun Peak is very quiet, and there is a row of grass houses on the top of the mountain, where Jiang Chong and them learned the Tao back then. In the past, there were more than a dozen disciples here to learn from Master and Master, which was very lively, but today, when they stepped on the peak, they found that everything here was quiet.

"Master, Master."

"Master, I'm Lu Ji, Master."

Jiang Chong and Lu Ji stood outside the door and shouted, there was no movement, after a while, they saw two children about ten years old running out, Jiang Chong and they were full of doubts, these two teenagers don't know each other, where did the master and the master go?

When the two saw Jiang Chong and they were all strangers, they asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Little junior brother, I am Lu Ji, this is Jiang Chong, a few years ago we also learned the Tao from Master and Master here, and today we passed by here, and went up the mountain to visit them, where are their old people going now? Can you take us to him? ”

"Oh, it turned out to be two senior brothers, my name is Hua Fuzhi, his name is Zhang Yang, we only went up the mountain last year to learn from the master, it's really unfortunate, the master and the mother went down the mountain last month, saying that they were going to Zhongnan Mountain to find friends, it is estimated that it will take two or three months."

The one named Zhang Yang also stepped forward to meet Jiang Chong and them: "Meet the two senior brothers, you are tired of traveling and driving, you should be tired, come in and drink saliva and rest." ”

Jiang Chong and Lu Ji couldn't see Master, they were very disappointed, and they didn't know what Master was doing now? How are the other brothers doing? So Jiang Chong asked, "Little junior brother, are you two staying on the mountain?" Have the other brothers and sisters all gone down the mountain? ”

"When we went up the mountain, there were only two senior brothers by the master's side, Cheng Zhonghe and Lian Heling, the two of them went out to collect medicine this morning, and it is estimated that they will not return until the evening, you can rest here, and wait for the senior brothers and them to come back."

"Master, Master, Master, how are they doing now?"

"They are all in good health and often cultivate, but now that the senior brothers and sisters have gone down the mountain, there are fewer people who usually accompany them, and they often think of you."

"You have to take good care of both of them."

Lu Ji also advised.

Unable to see the master, Jiang Chong and the others had to go down the mountain, and before leaving, they told the two little brothers to take good care of the master and the mother, and left some silver taels and hurried down the mountain.

After resting in Luoyang City for two days, they began to travel day and night again, and on this day, they finally arrived at Yanglingyi, which was very close to Chang'an City.

Yangling is the mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's parents, where Emperor Jing and Empress Wang were buried after their deaths.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty built a city next to Yangling, which is Yanglingyi, and also moved a large number of large families and heroes from the Kanto region to live, intending to protect the mausoleum, in fact, there is also a layer of meaning to protect Gyeonggi. This is the Han Dynasty's Lingyi system, the Han Gaozu Liu Bang's Changling also built Changlingyi, and the Han Hui Emperor Liu Ying's Anling also built Anlingyi, which is connected with Yanglingyi and is built on the Xianyang Plain. Including the later Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Maolingyi, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty Pinglingyi, known as Wulingyuan in history, of course, most of the imperial tombs of the Western Han Dynasty were built on the Wuling Plain, and there are a total of eleven imperial tombs of large and small.

Many of these tombs are big families in the Kanto region, very wealthy, Li Bai's "Wuling young gold market east, silver saddle white horse spring breeze" and Bai Juyi's "Wuling young fight for the head, a song of red silk I don't know the number" is talking about the playboys of Wulingyi.

Yanglingyi is also very rich, but Lingyi is a city of immigrants, there are many rich people, but there are also many refugees, and the gap between the rich and the poor is very large.

In the evening, passing by Yangling, everyone talked and laughed, especially Lu Ji smiled even more happily, because he had traveled all the way to Yanglingyi, and finally had wine to drink, he was a drunkard, and he hadn't smelled alcohol for several days.

Gongsun Yu's realm is different from theirs, and as he walked, Li Bai's poem "Remembering Qin'e" came to mind:

Xiao swallowed, Qin E dreamed of Qin Louyue.

Qin Louyue, willow color every year, Baling hurts goodbye.

The autumn festival of the Qing Dynasty in the original Leyou Yuan, the sound of the Xianyang ancient road is overwhelming.

The sound is absolutely dusty, the west wind is still shining, and the Han family mausoleum.

A good sentence of the west wind remnant, the Han family mausoleum, here and now, just in time. Yangling is still a scene of barren grass, the sky is gray, there are few pedestrians on the road, both sides of the road are bare, and there is no life at all.

Following this Xianyang ancient road, entering Yanglingyi, there were a lot more people in Lingyi, and it began to be a little lively, and the four of them found a small inn by the north gate to stay, and Lu Ji couldn't wait to ask the store for wine and food.

The size of the inn is quite large, although it is simple but it has everything, and the inn is full of guests tonight. The north gate is considered a slum area in Yangneung-eup, and the wealthy generally live in the center of the city or in the south gate area. At night, the market next to the north gate and the surrounding roadside were also crowded with people, many of them were ragged, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and at a glance they knew that they were not lightly ill, coughing, moaning, sighing, and messy.

Gongsun Yu and the others saw this situation, they were very puzzled, why so many patients gathered here, Gongsun Yu looked at it from the perspective of his medical studies, and felt that these people were very sick, and even some signs of plague, so he did not dare to contact these people at close range.

Lu Ji is still better at dealing with each other, and within a few moments, he chatted hotly with an old man with white hair who was leading the seat.

"Uncle, where are you all from? Why are so many people gathered here tonight? ”

"We are all people from around Xianyang, in the past few years, the sky is not beautiful, there are always disasters, the imperial court has been fighting for many years, and the conscription is heavy, so that we can't live anymore, many people go out to beg, there are many people who die of hunger, the house leak coincides with the overnight rain, this year there is a plague, more people die, and mourning is everywhere."

The old man shook his head and sighed as he spoke.

"Yes, old man, it's not just here, we come from the east, and we've seen it all the way, and there's something worse than this."

"Fortunately, the sky has eyes, and there is a living immortal here in our Yanglingyi, known as the Yangling hero, who specializes in helping us poor people to save the suffering, and he will come to the North Gate Market every month, the eleventh and the twenty-first day of the month, specifically to treat us."

"Yangling Hero, this name is so familiar"

Hearing the old man talking about the heroes of Yangling, Jiang Chong also stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, it is Zhu Anshi, a native of Yangling, we all call him Yangling Hero, he was originally the market of the North Gate Market, he is very diligent, in order to manage the market, he walks around the market every day; One day, I saw an old man holding a big gourd in the market to sell medicine, strange to say, this old man is not allowed to sell medicine, but after taking the medicine, no matter what disease can be cured, after he sells the medicine, he always has to tell the person who buys the medicine, what will be spit out after convincing the medicine, which day the disease will be cured, what he said is fulfilled every time, so everyone calls him Hugong. ”

"Hugong is also a fairy."

As soon as Lu Ji heard about the pot man, he hurriedly motioned to the old man to continue.

"Yes, Hugong is also a fairy, but no one has found it, but Yangling Daxia is very close to him, and found that he often hangs an empty pot on his waist, and hangs it on the roof when he goes home, and after the sun sets, he jumps into the pot, so it is speculated that Hugong is not a mortal; So Yangling Daxia came to Hugong's house every day to help him sweep the floor, and gave him something to eat, and Hugong did not shirk it. ”

Lu Fu nodded and said, "Yangling Daxia is really very religious. ”

"Yes, Hu Gong saw that he always insisted like this, and he was also moved by him, so one day he asked him to come to his house at night when no one was around, and Yangling Daxia complied, so Hu Gong took him into the big pot together; After entering, I found that this was not a pot, but entered a world of immortals, only to see the buildings and palaces standing beside the road, and I saw the pot with dozens of entourage; Hu Gong told Yangling Daxia that he was a god, when he was in the heavenly realm because he was not diligent enough to deal with official business, he was reproached by the upper world and demoted me to the world, I see that you have a Dao root to be taught, so you can get close to me, but you must not reveal the heavenly opportunity, so Yangling Daxia went to cultivate immortals with him after Hu Gong's many tests, Hu Gong also gave him a talisman, ten years later, Yangling Daxia took the Hu Gong Fu given by Hu Gong, and returned to Yangling Yi to pray for the common people to exorcise ghosts and eliminate disasters, and agreed to pray for the first day of each month, the eleventh day, On the 213rd day, an altar was opened in the center of the North Gate Market to exorcise ghosts and pray for the victims of the disaster. ”

"No wonder there are so many people tonight, it turns out that tomorrow is September 11."

After listening to the old man's story, Lu Ji suddenly realized at this time, so he said to Jiang Chong: "Ciqian, it seems that tomorrow we will meet this immortal." ”