Chapter 31 (2) Water Cloud Taoist Temple
"Sanyuan," the little wit muttered, "is this a bar?" If you enter the door, you need three yuan, what kind of rule is this. ”
The bangzi next to him glanced at the two people with slanted eyes and asked, "Two, what do you do?" ”
"Let's come to the Taoist temple to make a wish," the little clever man said nonsense: "Ten years ago, my mother made a wish to let the Taoist of the Immortal Family bless me to be admitted to the school and become a showman. Bangzitou looked at him with a gloomy face, and ignored him.
There was a merit box in front of the main hall, and the black spider and the bangzitou walked over, put three yuan in, and a small Taoist came next to him, and saluted and said, "It's three yuan per person." ”
The black spider released another three yuan, and the Taoist servant led the two into the hall.
The young man who picked up dung looked back at the little wit and said with a smile: "Xiucai, are you rich?" ”
Xiao Jiling and Zhang Xiaoliu didn't bring so much money, and Xiao Jiling was used to being a beggar, so it was a fantasy to ask him to donate three yuan of silver to the Taoist temple. He winked at the boy, "I have the money, but I don't want to pay it right now." Do you have any money? ”
"I didn't." The young man looked at the main hall, "But I want to go in." ”
"Then let's go in together." Zhang Xiaoliu said.
The three of them were about to walk towards the hall, and a middle-aged Taoist came out from inside, and stretched out his hand to stop them, "You have already seen the rules here, please abide by them." ”
The young man who picked up dung didn't seem to hear it, and walked inside with the dung basket on his back, and half a basket of horse manure in his dung basket smelled of coaxing, and the middle-aged Taoist dodged back, frowning and saying coldly: "If you don't listen to the advice, you will bear the consequences." ”
Walking into the main hall, the little ghost looked around twice, and there were several statues of Sanqing in the middle, which were two or three meters high, and there was a hut on each side, all with open doors, looking empty. Suddenly, the boy covered his nose and said, "Hurry up." ”
The statues of Sanqing in the main hall were covered with thick dust, and they could hardly see their original faces. Some of the clay skins, peeling off, appear to be in disrepair, and incense burners are placed in front of the statues. There were a few sticks of coarse incense, and smoke was curling from them, which was a very common sight, but the little ghost had recently learned a lot about poison from Thor, and he had fainted from the poisonous smoke during the battle on the hillside. With experience, when I smelled the smell of incense burning in the incense burner, I realized that something was wrong, and I also understood that the "go away" that the dung picker said meant that the smoke was poisonous, so he quickly held his breath, and at the same time pulled Zhang Xiaoliu and pointed to the incense burner.
Look at the main hall, there is no one at this time, and the middle-aged Taoist doesn't know where to go. The three of them hurriedly exited the main hall and walked out of the threshold. They all breathed a sigh of relief, bypassed the main hall, and walked along the side path to the backyard, but no one stopped them. Zhang Xiaoliu said: "This ghost Taoist temple must be a den of bandits. He suddenly looked at the young man who was picking up dung and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?" Weren't you two people together? ”
"I'm looking for someone," the boy said, looking around. "Of course we weren't together, I got in the carriage and ran into the two of you first, then the two of them. They took a carriage, and when they heard that they all went to Shuiyunguan, they came all the way together. ”
In front of you, there is a patio with wings on each side and several bungalows in the back. Leaning on the side is a two-storey small building, built in octagonal shape, saying that the building is not like a building, saying that the tower is not like a tower, flying eaves and arches, it is very chic. On the side, there is a moon gate on the courtyard wall, leading to another side courtyard, looking around, the entire backyard, at this time everywhere is empty, neither Taoist priests, nor tourists, black spiders and bangzitou do not know where to go, empty, there are many houses, and there are no traces of people, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling, the little ghost stomped his feet, "Oops, where are the people?" ”
"Go in and find it," Zhang Xiaoliu looked at the small building, the door on the lower floor was open, but the black hole inside couldn't be seen clearly, "Let's go upstairs and have a look first." He was about to run to the two-story building, but was grabbed by the young man who picked up dung, "Slow down." ”
"What's wrong?"
The young man who picks up dung took the dung fork, pressed the bricks on the road in front of him, the yard was very smooth, the road in the middle was paved with cyan bricks, and it was arranged into a pattern, it was very good-looking, but after a closer look, he found that these bricks paving the floor were very new, and the old rooms and courtyard walls of the Taoist temple, quite incommensurate, but this is not surprising, repairing the road, there are new and old, but there are also common.
The little ghost and Zhang Xiaoliu stared at the young man's movements, only to see the dung fork pressed, and the brick floor suddenly sank down, and the little ghost opened his mouth and exclaimed: "There is a flap." ”
There is a flap on the road, so there is no doubt that there is a strange danger here, and the young man said, "This is very dangerous, do you want to go back, or come in with me to find it?" ”
"Who are you looking for? Are you looking for the two people who took the carriage just now? ”
"No," the young man shook his head, "I'm looking for the owner of the Taoist temple, Daoist Wang, and those two boys are also looking for him." ”
Zhang Xiaoliu is a bold person, and said without hesitation: "Let's look for it together." ”
"Then you two listen to me." The young man said, counting the bricks on the ground, bypassing from the side of the road, in front of the small building, there is a flower bed on both sides of the door, at this time in winter, there are naturally no flowers, only a few bunches of dead branches are left, the door of the first floor is open, the young man stood in front of the door, and said loudly: "I came to find the chief of the king, please show up and see." ”
Inside, no one responded, Xiao Jiling and Zhang Xiaoliu had the experience just now, and they didn't dare to break in, the young man said a few words, and seeing that no one paid attention, he picked up a square brick from the ground with a dung fork and threw it into the open door.
The bricks fell to the ground, and suddenly a big net fell from above, Zhang Xiaoliu and Xiao Jiling were startled, if someone broke in, wouldn't it just be covered by the net? But throwing the bricks into the net will fall into the net, and it is obviously not a person to manipulate, if there are people, of course, they can distinguish the difference between the bricks and people.
The little ghost understood, "Brother, this is a mechanism set up in the house, isn't it?" ”
"Yes, you deserve to be a showman."
The boy was in front, Zhang Xiaoliu and the little wit were behind, the three of them were about to enter the building, suddenly, the wind sounded in the ears, Zhang Xiaoliu pushed the boy and the little wit, two arrow shafts, flew over, looked at the direction, the arrow flew out of the side room, Zhang Xiaoliu stepped over suddenly, jumped to the front of the wing room where the arrow was released, and was just about to kick open the door of the wing room with his foot, and the young man behind shouted: "Don't kick, enter through the window." ”
Zhang Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, then collected his feet from the inside of the padded jacket in his waist. He drew out three sticks and struck at the window, "Horn," and the carved lattices of the window were scattered in all directions. He jumped on the windowsill, kicked it open, and looked in, but there was no one in the room, and the horse window on the back wall was wide open. The enemy has already fled through the rear window.
"Don't go into the house." The boy behind him shouted.
There are many organs here, Zhang Xiaoliu has no bottom in his heart, so he has to obey the words of the young man who picks up dung, and jumps down from the windowsill, and the young man beckons and says, "Follow me." ”
On the fence on the left side of the courtyard, there was a moon gate, leading to another side courtyard, and the young man led the two to run into the moon gate, and found that it was a small garden, and two figures appeared. He was running along the garden path, and one of them was a middle-aged Taoist who had stopped three people at the door. Zhang Xiaoliu had a wind under his feet, and chased after him in great strides, he knew that where the enemy had run, there must be no danger of the mechanism, as long as he grabbed one or two, he could force a confession.
In the garden, tall trees and various herbaceous and woody flowers and plants grow, except for a few ancient cypresses. The other plants and trees had already fallen and withered, and Zhang Xiaoliu ran violently, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the two Taoists in front of him. Suddenly, the two men walked around a clump of dead canopy and disappeared.
Zhang Xiaoliu followed closely and also bypassed the dry canopy, and found that there was a cliff in front of him, it turned out that this small garden did not have a courtyard wall, but a terrace near the cliff, fortunately he closed it quickly. If you go straight down, you have to fall off the cliff and die.
Look down the cliff, several zhang deep, steep can not go down, but these two people just arrived here and disappeared, obviously there is another secret way, Zhang Xiaoliu has the experience of attacking the dark hole on the slope of the seven-leaf Changqing Mountain, carefully searched, and sure enough, he found that there was a crack in the mountain wall under his feet, which seemed to be a hidden mountain gate, if it was an inexperienced person, it was difficult to find. At this time, the little ghost also ran over, and Zhang Xiaoliu kicked the stone on the mountain wall that was suspected to be a mountain gate with his foot, and he didn't move at all.
"It's useless," said the little ghost, "you can't get it without a bomb." ”
The two of them turned around, and saw that the young man was carrying a dung basket, standing in the middle of the garden, looking around, while counting something, the two of them were already impressed by this young man at this time, knowing that he had the ability to see through the mechanism, although he did not know the details of the young man, but also understood that this was definitely not an ordinary dung picking baby, he went up the mountain to find the "royal chief", there must be some attempt.
The young man calculated for a while, nodded, seemed to be confident, and said, "Come with me, we still have to go to that small building, where the 'Wine Mountain' is located." ”
"Wine Mountain? Is there wine hidden there? ”
"No, Jiushan is the name of the organ handed down in ancient times, built into a large disc-shaped turtle with wood, hollow in the abdomen, and set up a mechanism with wood silk and gold bamboo, which can be used to entertain guests to drink, trigger the wooden handle of the mechanism, and automatically stretch out the wooden man who raises a glass inside, if he can't drink enough, he will also come out to hold a stick wooden man to punish him...... Not to mention this, if it is transformed and used as a defense device, it can command various organs to ambush and skillfully subdue the enemy. Therefore, in later generations, people who made traps mostly adopted the design of Sakayama. ”
The three of them talked, walked out of the garden, returned to the backyard along the moon gate, and then looked at the two-story building, octagonal shape, round, indeed a little like a big turtle, lying there, the door was still open, but the net that fell just now was gone, obviously there were people in the building.
"Watch out there." The little ghost shouted, only to see a shiny thing thrown from the second floor, it turned out to be a fire, I don't know what it was burning, bursts of black smoke, straight down, the young man rushed forward, stretched out the dung fork, caught the fire, the fire made a cracking sound of peeling, a strong choking smell, straight out, the young man's body shook, almost fell, Zhang Xiaoliu grabbed a step, took the dung fork in his hand, and threw the fire far away. Holding his breath, he felt dizzy, and he quickly took a step back to avoid the strange smell of the flames just now.
The little ghost took out a broken bag that he usually used for food, and swooped it in the air a few times, fanning the black smoke to disperse around, only to dispel some of the strange smell, and his mind was also refreshing, at this time, from the open door, a few hidden weapons flew out of the "flicker", like a stone mud pill or the like, the three of them hurriedly dodged, Zhang Xiaoliu knocked down two with three sticks, one was broken, the yellow mud was scattered, and it was really the mud pill shot by the slingshot, the little ghost dodged slowly, and was hit by one in the leg, and was beaten to the heart in pain, The three of them were a little scrambling, the hidden weapon was still flying out, it seemed that someone was constantly firing, and the little ghost said: "Hide behind that flower bed." ”
Behind the flower bed, it is indeed a place where the hidden weapon in the door can't be shot, Zhang Xiaoliu pulled his legs and ran to the two flower beds, and the young man who picked up dung followed him and said, "Don't worry. Stretching out the dung fork, he picked out a small bamboo bow from the withered flowers above the flower bed, and the bamboo bow had already set up an arrow, and under the pick, a bamboo arrow shot into the air with a "whoosh". The little ghost exclaimed, "Good girl." ”
The three of them were hiding behind the flower bed, and the hidden weapon shot out of the door no longer worked, so the young man took off the dung basket on his shoulder, and threw it through the flower bed.
"You dung basket should have been thrown away a long time ago." Little Clever smiled: "It's best to throw it in the house, let them smell it, it tastes good." ”
The boy took out two pills the size of peanuts from his pocket and handed them to the two of them, "in their mouths." ”
The two of them didn't understand what they meant, but they still took it and put it in their mouths, at this time, the dung basket had been thrown into the door, although there were also a few hidden weapons, but the dung basket was huge, and it couldn't be stopped, and it was thrown into the house "suddenly", and after it landed, of course, the basket poured dung, and the horse manure spilled from the basket suddenly came out of smoke.
"Haha," the little ghost cried out happily as he hid behind the flower bed, "Miaomiao, the horse manure is on fire." ”
An even more choking smell emanated from the door, Zhang Xiaoliu and Xiao Jiling understood the effect of the young man's pills, and happily watched the room filled with black smoke, and heard a crackling footsteps coming from inside, obviously the enemy was fleeing.
"What should I do?" Zhang Xiaoliu asked, among the three people, the young man who picked up dung looked childish, and looked about the same age as the little clever, but at this time he seemed to have become the commander of the three people, in this dangerous Taoist temple, Zhang Xiaoliu and the little wit felt that it was difficult to move an inch, and the young man waved the dung fork and said, "Enter the house." ”
The three of them stood up at the same time, rushed to the house, rushed to the door, the young man signaled the two to stop, he carefully stretched out the dung fork first, and smashed it twice in the threshold, sure enough, I don't know what mechanism the dung fork touched, "suddenly", from the top of the lintel, fell a big stick, split it diagonally, smashed to the ground, the ground was originally sprinkled with half a basket of smoking horse manure, was smashed by the big stick, and the smell was scattered. (To be continued.) )