After a long journey, Warren and Jackie Chan and others came to Longhu Mountain in Yingtan, Jiangxi

At this time, it is two thousand years, the bullet train has not yet been popularized in China, the most long-distance travel is still the green train, the journey bumps and noise are not mentioned, the most headache, or the crowding of the carriage caused by the excessive flow of people, the smell is very unpleasant.

Warren and Jackie Chan naturally needless to say, Xiaoyu, who is young but has kung fu, is also energetic, and only the diplomatic staff who accompanied the three of them were listless and obviously devastated along the way.

By the time everyone came to the foot of Longhu Mountain, several escorts and an interpreter were already in a state of exhaustion, and they looked like they were falling apart, and it was obviously unrealistic for them to accompany them to Longhu Mountain.

"Ahem, several comrades have worked hard, we just went to Longhu Mountain to worship a god and incense, you can rest at the bottom of the mountain, and we will call you when we go down the mountain and return." Warren and Jackie Chan glanced at each other and nodded, then said to a few people with a smile.

After hearing this, several staff members were about to refuse, not wanting to slack off on the work handed over by their superiors.

But then he looked up at the Longhu Mountain, which was more than 1,300 meters high, but his legs and stomach couldn't help but tremble, and finally swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Good...... All right! The bespectacled and polite interpreter nodded with a pale face, looking like he was about to collapse, "I will call the Religious Affairs Bureau and ask them to inform the Heavenly Master's Mansion on the top of the mountain, and let them take care of you." ”

Warren looked up at the strange rocks, majestic peaks, surrounded by peaks and mountains, like dragons and tigers, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth.

Just standing at the foot of the mountain, he could feel a faint sense of righteousness lingering, and he bet that there must be a terrible guy here.

It is no wonder that Daolong did not practice in China to enjoy happiness, but lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests of Bhutan, and held it there for decades.

Feelings are driven out!

"Then a few of us won't accompany you, and when we return, remember to call us, definitely!"

"Don't worry." Warren, Jackie Chan, and Tamar smiled politely and distantly.

Seeing the accompanying staff walk into the guest house with their legs and feet, and send away a few people who dragged their feet at noon, Warren and his party breathed a sigh of relief and began to circle up the bluestone steps with ease.

Along the way, there are also a lot of scattered tourists and tour groups heading to the top of the mountain, although the slogan is loud, but the pursuit is just ordinary people, it is inevitable that the lack of strength leads to stop and go all the way, the speed is very slow, and after a while, it will be striding meteors, and the three Warren with steady footsteps have been overtaken by the past.

A resolute young man, a shoulder-length girl with short hair, and a blonde foreign boy, the strange combination of the three has attracted the attention of tourists and has become a beautiful scenery on the mountain road of Longhu Mountain.

The three of them walked briskly, discussing and admiring the scenery of Longhu Mountain, and after a while, they arrived at the highest peak of Longhu Mountain, Tianmen.

According to legend, Tianmen Mountain is the place where the heavenly master Zhang Daoling escaped into an immortal and entered the heavenly court, and it is also the birthplace of Taoism.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountain of this world is a faction, the Taoist Ancestral Court Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is built on this Tianmen Mountain.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

As soon as they climbed to the top of the peak, they had heard vomiting in the past few days, and the welcome sound that had no emotion at all reached the ears of the group again, which made Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu suddenly lose interest.

Warren, on the other hand, was keenly aware of the difference, the welcoming voice was sparse and distant, not as distant as the elementary school students in Kyoto, but it was mixed with two old but neutral voices, which was somewhat interesting.

He patted the dust off his body and turned his head to look at the place where the welcome had come from, but there was a group of Taoist priests standing there, looking at him with monkey-like eyes.

Warren shook his head, it seemed that even a Taoist monk who pursued the six pure roots could hardly suppress the curiosity about foreigners in his heart.

Also, foreigners who came to China at this time were still a rarity in the eyes of the Chinese people, even rarer than pandas, far less common than later.

At this time, it was the time of reform and opening up, and most Chinese people were very curious about foreigners, but they had never seen foreigners, so Warren, a blonde and blue-eyed foreign boy, was naturally very marketable and could easily attract the attention of others.

However, no one expected that the foreign population would grow in a blowout in the future, and all cats and dogs would be mixed into China to make money, resulting in the whole society being turned into a miasma, and the attitude of the Chinese people towards some foreigners has also changed from welcoming to secretly resisting.

"Haha, I know at a glance that you are the foreign friends who came to visit Longhu Mountain this time, right?"

The one who spoke was an old Taoist priest with gray hair tied into a bun, long hanging eyebrows hanging down to his chin, and a full beard, and he was also one of the two old and energetic voices.

He stood in front of a group of Taoist priests in green robes, with a kind smile on his face, but he was wearing a black Taoist robe, which looked a little different from his calm and atmosphere.

It seems that he should be the head of a group of Taoist priests.

And the other voice was next to the old Taoist, an old Taoist priest with gray hair, but sitting in a wheelchair.

He was dressed in a brown robe, with two age spots on the tip of his nose, which could also be scars from the past, and his eyebrows were broken at the tips of his eyebrows, giving him a somewhat fierce face.

But the most impressive thing is the old man's blood-red pupils and the whites of his eyes that are densely covered with bloodshot - as if he hasn't had a good night's sleep for decades!

Strange two old Taoist priests, Warren thought, and then secretly wrapped his eyes with magic power and looked at the two......

Hearing the words of the old Taoist, Jackie Chan hurriedly laughed and said: "Haha, it's not a visit, the three of us are just tourists who come to Longhu Mountain for tourism."

I'm Jackie Chan, an unknown archaeologist from San Francisco. ”

He pointed to Warren and Xiaoyu again, and introduced them one by one: "Her name is Xiaoyu, she is my niece, she lives in Xianggang, and she is studying in San Francisco......

He is Warren, his father is a Chinese-American patriotic businessman, and he himself is a Chinese expert who loves Chinese culture. ”

Next to the two old Taoist priests, there was a little Taoist priest wearing white clothes, black cloth shoes, white eyebrows, white shawl long hair, and blue and white eyes.

When the little boy heard Jackie Chan's words, he glanced at Warren a little timidly, and then hid behind the old Taoist priest who was in charge.

And the old Taoist priest in the black robe touched the little Taoist priest's head, and said with a smile:

"How many foreign friends come to Longhu Mountain to play? That's a real welcome!

Oh, I forgot to introduce, he is my junior brother Lao Tian, and this is my apprentice Zhang Lingyu.

My old man's name is Zhang Zhiwei, and he is the sixty-fifth generation of Heavenly Master of this Dragon and Tiger Mountain. ”

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