The sun is thin, and the fire clouds are burning the sky.

The turbidity goes down, and the yin goes up.

In the nave of the Taoist temple where the wind leaks on all sides and the water leaks up and down, Yun Song, who is dressed in an indigo coarse sermon robe, sweeps the ground with a bald broom, and then holds his breath and ignites the three pillars of incense-

It's not that he thinks the matter of Gongxiang is sacred, but the ignition tool is a fire breaker, and the fireworks of this thing are too weak, and they can be blown out with a little gasp.

The red light on the fire fold looms, and the red light on the incense head lights up.

The smoke is faint.

He first placed the incense on his forehead and bowed his waist, and then inserted it into the incense burner on the offering table with a sad face.

After the offering table is the stone platform, and there is a Taoist monarch on the stone platform.

The clay sculpture Daojun has a solemn face, not angry and self-imposing, sitting on the stone platform and overlooking the offering table in front of him and the cloud pine in front of the table.

Yun Song felt that Master Zu was dissatisfied.

Because the merit box under the offering table is empty, and the small incense burner on the offering table is missing corners and broken mouths.

Thief chill!

But he was even more dissatisfied, and his current situation was even more desolate!

He was originally a good young man with little future, as a post-90s generation, he was born in a glorious family, and his parents were both members of the Workers' and Peasants' Union: one was a migrant worker, and the other was also a migrant worker.

The second elder first worked in agriculture and then worked all his life, and he was down-to-earth and plain.

Later, with him in the family, his life was also plain and down-to-earth:

When I went to school, my grades were not bad, I studied a major in biotechnology in college, and after graduation, I found a job in veterinary drug testing......

I usually go to work with my beloved Malibu, and when I get home from work, I have a fat house happy meal waiting for me, and I can also have a hand with the computer after eating......

But this thing is the same as love, and it catches people off guard when it comes!

He didn't recruit anyone or provoke anyone that day, but he saw a silver coin at the door of his house after work, and he picked it up, and everything changed-

Yun Song, a good young man in the city, crossed over and became a young Taoist Yun Song with four eyes on the clouds!

Recalling his past encounters, he pulled the silver coin out of his bosom.

That's what came with him across the road.

At first glance, silver coins are similar to the silver dollars that were in circulation during the Republican period, but a closer look is different.

It has only one side of it that is silvery-white, with the words 'DUPLO Silver' on it.

The other side is gray-black, and there are also words on it, and there is a circle of words, but Yun Song doesn't recognize it.

He had never seen such writing.

Yun Song could guess that he would travel to the Four Eyes and have something to do with this silver coin.

But what exactly is it?

How does it work?

What should I do to put it back on?

He thought about it for days and nights, but he didn't figure out these questions.

At this moment, he was really at a loss, and he wanted to ask Daojun.

But Daojun didn't say a word, and looked at the cold offering table with a dissatisfied look as usual.

One man, one god.

One is mindless, the other is unhappy.

Seeing this, Yun Song couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, Master Zu, the most important thing to be a god is to be happy." ”

"You still have three pillars of fragrance to enjoy, what about me, disciple? I've been hungry since the morning! ”

The Four Eyes Temple was built on a barren mountain, with no fertile land to cultivate, no believers to support, and scarce materials.

Originally, he was not the only one in this temple, he also had a master.

But before he crossed over, his cheap master seemed to have just descended the mountain.

When he left, he took all the food with him.

So I left him a letter.

The message on the envelope is solemn:

'I am a disciple of the path.

If you are in a desperate situation, you can use this faith to save your life once. Don't take it out until it's in despair.

The teacher kept his eyes on it. ’

This message frightened Yun Song, he didn't dare to open the letter at will, and in the past few days, he relied on the fruits in the courtyard to satisfy his hunger and the blessing of Dao Ancestor to not starve to death.

However, today all the ripe fruits have been eaten, and only a few green and astringent goods remain.

As the old saying goes, a young man is fun, a young man is not delicious, and he really can't get his mouth on it when it's sour and bitter.

After complaining, Yun Song still had to figure out how to fill his stomach.

But he turned his head to look around, and there were only crumbling mud walls and a few wooden windows with tattered paper......

So the window edge is soft, can you close your eyes and gnaw on the soft bones?

The rays of the setting sun shine through the gaps in the window paper, and the light is in a trance, and the dust is wafting......

How is it a bit like turning a spatula to drive the cooked flour floating up when making fried noodles?

The association made him wipe his mouth.

It's really no problem.

He put the money in his pocket and took out the letter left by the cheap master.

Speaking of which, this letter is very compelling.

The envelope is soft and smooth to the touch, like some kind of animal skin, and the four sides are depicted with many textures such as moire patterns.

It's beautiful.

It's just that the words above are quite bluffing: before you are in a desperate situation, don't take it out.

He considered that he was now so hungry that he wanted to gnaw on the window edges and suck up dust to fill his stomach, which should be considered a desperate situation.

So it's perfectly fine to open it now – right?

He pondered for a while, but finally couldn't bear the rumbling wail of his stomach, so he simply opened the envelope.

A piece of papyrus with dense small letters appeared in front of him.

The words written on the paper were all in traditional Chinese, and Yun Song looked at it with a mixture.

Above is a message from his cheap master.

The letter said that he stayed in such a barren mountain and wilderness, and he kept his promise to wait for a heavenly opportunity.

As a result, the heavenly opportunity has not appeared for a long time, and now the land of Kyushu has suffered a catastrophe unseen in a thousand years, and his junior brother encountered a life and death crisis on the way to drive the corpse, so he decided to go down the mountain to save the world.

The more I looked, the more disappointed I became.

But when he saw the back of the letter, Yun Song's eyes finally lit up.

The last sentence of the letter paper states: Disciples should know that the plaque downstairs of the gate is rosewood, and behind the plaque there is air-dried meat carefully dried by the teacher, which can even fight hunger.

This message made him slap his thigh!

No wonder he has rummaged up and down the Taoist temple in the past few days, but he didn't go to the thatched house to turn around, but in the end he didn't even turn out a grain of rice, and the only remaining grain in the Taoist temple was stored outside!

Mischievous!

He excitedly pushed open the door and ran out, with a sour "squeak" sound, and the old wooden door was about to fall.

Looking at these two broken doors, Yun Song didn't know for a moment whether this thing was used to protect the Taoist temple or for the previous Taoist priests to play with.

The planks are all pulped.

I'm afraid that it will be able to come out of the water if it goes down again.

The door opened, and the green grass, red flowers and white stones came into his eyes.

The temple is located on top of a mountain.

Sniffing is the fragrance of flowers, and listening to the sound of birds.

Looking up, there are blue sky and white clouds, and there are shadows of trees around you.

Look at the peaks and peaks up close, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the mountains are vaguely vertical and horizontal, and the houses are scattered.

It's a beautiful scenery.

But he had no interest.

He had one thought on his mind right now: Dry rice!

The plaque on the door of the Taoist temple is three meters from the ground, and there is a gatehouse, which can block the rain and not the wind, and it is really a good place to make air-dried meat.

Yun Song dragged a table over and stepped on it to touch the back of the plaque, he hadn't eaten meat with a sandalwood smell yet.

Then touch the emptiness.

Only a finger got a little oil.

But what about the meat?

It's mine! Wind, dry, meat, and so!

Where did it go?

Let the plaque be made?

Yun Song took out the letter paper blankly and looked at it again, only to find that there were words on the reverse side of it in the sun.

So he continued to look down, and the first sentence was: The taste is very beautiful, in order to prevent the existence of dried meat from affecting your Dao heart, the master will take it all away, you don't need to worry about it anymore, just concentrate on your homework......

The heart is dead!

Yun Song raised his head in despair.

A dilapidated Taoist temple fell into his eyes.

The four eyes are very small, with a small courtyard with three small rooms arranged side by side, and a bluestone path leading from the gate to the nave.

The courtyard is divided into two halves by the middle of the path, one half planted with a few peach trees, and the other half piled up with some tattered debris.

Humble and old-fashioned, outrageous!

He turned his head to look at the western sky speechlessly.

The remnant sun gradually sets in the west, the sky is full of red clouds, and the mountain fog drifts like orange yarn......

His heart was so shocked by the beautiful scenery that he couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "Sunset industry!" After crossing a pass, I finally entered a sunset industry! ”

Yi Xing returned to the nave of the Taoist temple, and for a while, he felt sad from it.

In the evening, the mountain wind is cold, and the nave leaks everywhere.

The mountain wind drilled out of the cracks in the window and made a 'woo' sound, blowing the broken white window paper and swaying, and some of the window paper was blown up and blown up.

Like shredded paper money.

The envelope was blown and rolled on the ground, and he lazily went up to pick it up and pressed it with the incense burner, when a knock sounded from behind him:

"Bang Bang, Bang Bang!"

He stared at the door.

A big fat middle-aged man stood at the door with a thin old man with dry white hair on his back.

The two of them were dressed strangely, and they turned out to be stand-up collared kaftan that Yun Song had never seen in reality.

The two kaftans are of the same color and style, the cuffs and placket are the same, and the cloth buttons on the collar are also the same.

The middle-aged man was on crutches and holding on to the door, panting and his face was black.

The old man was lying on his back, his head was paralyzed, his arms drooping, and his hands were wrinkled and dull like goosebumps, blue and white without blood.

The sun is setting.

The afterglow is in full bloom.

The remnants were red, and the hair sprinkled on the two of them seemed to be splashed with a layer of blood.

It was the fat middle-aged man who knocked on the door, and he leaned on the door and struggled to look inside the Taoist temple, and suddenly took a look at Yun Song.

Yun Song was subconsciously a little nervous.

It was the first time he had seen a person since he had crossed over.

And he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the arrival of the two.

He was about to think carefully about the problem, and the white fat middle-aged man had already greeted him: "Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun, I have seen the little Taoist in Xia Wang Youde!" ”

"Dare to ask the little road chief, where is the four-eyed Taoist leader? I have something important to look for him below. ”

The other party is familiar with the people in the Taoist temple.

Yun Song's attitude towards him was much more cautious.

He recalled the tone of the Taoist priest in the TV movie, first saluted with one hand and then said briefly: "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Venerable, it is unfortunate that the donor came, my master just left a few days ago." ”

Wang Youde's face suddenly turned gloomy: "What? The four-eyed Taoist is gone? When did he leave? The last time we saw each other was a year ago, and we didn't expect that to be goodbye......"

The blistered eyes squeezed, and the eye circles suddenly turned red.

"It's not goodbye, Lord Wang, you misunderstood Xiaodao's words!" Yun Song hurriedly explained, "My master is gone, running away, and going down the mountain to save the world, not gone, dead, hanging, and hitting the street." ”

He believed that this explanation was enough to make his cheap master's way clear.

Since the other party is an old acquaintance of his own Taoist temple, he has no reason to let his family wait outside the door.

So Yun Song greeted him and said, "Lord Wang, please come in first, what's wrong with this old gentleman on your back?" Come on, come on, the trail will give you a hand, and you will come in first and sit down and rest. ”

Seeing him step forward and stretch out his hand on his back, Wang Youde was surprised: "What, what is the old gentleman on his back?" I'm here by myself. ”

As he spoke.

The thin old man lying on his back slowly looked up at Yun Song.

An old face that even age spots are miserable white!