The clean and simple back hall of the Taoist temple even looks a little shabby.

The middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest in front of me was stunned when he saw my actions, he first helped me up, but he didn't answer his questions directly.

My heart trembled, and I didn't dare to get up from this kneeling, just hoping that he would give me an answer.

"Do people have a past life?"

"Yes or no."

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw that I had been persistent, and immediately said in confusion.

"In fact, in Taoism, the five realms of reincarnation are also preached, but this is only a scripture recorded in books.

I saw that the middle-aged Taoist in front of me was very polite to me, but he didn't completely affirm his answer, and maybe this question was also something that their cultivators themselves would have doubts about.

I knelt on the ground until my legs were a little weak, and I realized that my behavior just now was a bit rude.

I hurriedly got up and bent down to apologize, and then recounted the nightmares I had and some of the experiences I had repeated.

The middle-aged Taoist chief sat next to him with a flat expression like water, and he still didn't look too shocked until I talked about the most incredible place.

It wasn't until this moment that I suddenly realized in my heart that I should have really found the right person this time.

With my first impression of him, I feel that if the middle-aged Taoist in front of me is not amazingly experienced, then it must be a very deep city, and it is incomprehensible at first glance.

"Dreams are also illusions, in the eyes of our cultivators, they are all fleeting, I don't know why, I feel that you and I are destined."

Just as I finished the story, I lowered my head and pondered whether to leave.

The Taoist who had been silent for a long time in front of me finally spoke, and what I didn't expect was that he actually said that I was destined for him.

Before he could think about it, he got up and walked out of the back hall and beckoned the others to clear out a room.

I was speechless for a while, and I couldn't think of a blessing or a curse for a disabled person like me to stay in the Taoist temple.

"Actually, the Taoist Gate is very eye-catching, I don't know why, until I saw you walk into the Taoist temple, I felt that there was a special fate between you and me."

"If you don't dislike it, please rest on the trail for a few days, maybe I can help you unlock the secret of the nightmare."

The voice of the Taoist in front of me was crisp and rich, and I couldn't help but feel that I was wrong to blame a good person, and some people knew that they were a very upright person just by listening to the voice.

This is not a lie, but comes from some kind of reading intuition.

I lowered my head and agreed, although I still didn't get the truth from this trip to Shaanxi, but I don't know why, since I saw the Taoist priest in front of me.

There is a special peace in my heart, maybe it is the crisp mountains and forests outside the Taoist temple and the beautiful environment nearby, which makes me feel much more comfortable.

Since I escaped from the mountains of Xiangxi, I have been living in the shadow of a disabled person's broken arm and have not been able to get out.

The middle-aged Taoist in front of me actually said that I had a fate with him, which I never expected, but considering that I was penniless, I still decided to stay cheeky first.

Until the Taoist chief in front of me turned to leave, my heart suddenly trembled, and I looked at his back and said.

"Dao Chief, do you believe that there will be immortals in the world?"

When I said this, I suddenly remembered the scene in the Snake Tomb deep underground.

There are murals that can almost subvert a person's perception of the world, and this seems to be a strange question that has always haunted him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled slightly.

"There are gods in the head, cultivation is self-cultivation, if I don't talk to you as a Taoist."

Faced with this question, I would definitely answer, "No way." ”

Looking at the Taoist with a slight smile on his face, my mood suddenly calmed down, and this person seemed to prevaricate every question I had with a half-understanding attitude.

I know that maybe these two questions are a little too special for me, but the things that have happened in the past are all reflected in my mind.

Prove to me that there are still many things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

It wasn't until the next day, through the content of the stickers hanging on the wall, that I realized that the Taoist chief in front of me was surnamed Li, and later the Taoist was called Xuan Qingzi.

And the story of the Taoist priest going down the mountain a few decades ago is more tragic and tragic than I imagined.

The clean Taoist temple is equipped with many glorious deeds of the seven Taoist masters who once went down the mountain to resist the Japanese, and even a blood-stained bayonet is displayed.

I couldn't help but speculate in my mind.

This Xuanqing Dao Master must have wanted the seven people who had passed away to be remembered by the people under the mountain, but the world is so forgetful, I am afraid that some things have already been forgotten.

The scenery outside the Taoist temple is verdant and verdant, as if it is like a painting, and the heart that has been calm has finally gradually relaxed.

No matter how powerful those men in black are, they will definitely not dare to attack me here.

The next few days can be called the most comfortable days for most of my life.

Shaanxi's emerald green mountain shadows are stacked on top of each other, and the disciples in the Taoist temple will practice martial arts in the courtyard in the early morning, and after the morning, they will open the door to welcome tourists who go up the mountain.

In addition to the incense money of the Taoist temple, the disciples of the Taoist temple will also choose to go down the mountain to do things.

I stood on the top of the mountain and looked down, and the whole view of the Yellow Temple was in full view, along with the emerald green mountain.

I never thought that the life of a Taoist priest would be so carefree, and there seems to be no pursuit of fame and fortune here.

Until the evening, all the disciples would meditate in the Taoist temple.

I know very little about this native religion, not even as much as the high-profile Buddhism.

At this moment, I faintly had the idea of wanting to retreat to the world, to be a Taoist priest who would never go out of the mountain without worry.

Forget all the weird experiences you had in the past.

This went on for several days, until on the sixth night, when I walked out of my room to go outside to the bathroom.

Vaguely, I found that the lights were on in Daochang Li's house.

It's the year 2000, and technology is developing rapidly along with electricity across the country, and even Taoist temples are no exception.

It's just that there are very few electrical equipment in the Huang Ancestral Temple, except for the chandeliers illuminated on the Sanqing Hall in the evening, these Taoist priests who live in seclusion in the mountains rarely use electricity.

At that moment, I was faintly curious, and my body didn't know what drove me to take steps and move closer to the light source.

It wasn't until I got to the crack in the door that I saw an extremely strange and unbelievable scene.

It turned out that there was something else in Daochang Li's room, in addition to a lot of daily equipment, there was even a computer.

I was a little surprised by this scene, but what surprised me the most was that there was a secret door open in the wall of his room.

Footsteps slowly came from the hidden door, and I suddenly realized that there was something unusual about this place.

I almost let my guard down because of the environment before.

Seeing that the footsteps were getting deeper and deeper, it seemed that someone was about to come out of the secret door, and at this moment I hurriedly turned around and fled, but I was already shocked into a cold sweat.

Back on the bed in the house, I covered the quilt and turned it over and over by myself, but I couldn't sleep.

Thinking back to the days when he was imprisoned by the man in black for ten years, the figure of the mysterious man in black robe with a jade wrench finger and Li Daochang gradually overlapped in his mind.

Suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts, could it be that the telegram drafted by the old chief decades ago was actually forged by the man in black.

And Daoist Li is a man in black, and this Taoist temple is just a cover for a huge organization of men in black.