"I just heard someone warning me! Don't let me see this ......," Zhan Xiaogui's son said a little excitedly.

Wang Yueyuezhan Xiaogui felt that there must be a hallucination, and if he watched it again, there would definitely be nothing.

Zhan Xiaogui's son put his glasses close to the fist-sized hole again and looked at the situation inside.

At this time, the story is told:

"A long, long time ago, on the Yuntai Peak of Huayun Mountain, there lived a cultivator who led two apprentices to concentrate on cultivating the Tao and refining the pill.

In order to retrieve the medicinal materials, the old master every morning, he carried a basket on his back, carried a medicine hoe, walked out of the temple gate, walked all over the peaks, ridges, ditches, and slopes, looking for medicinal materials, and did not come back until sunset.

One day, he was digging medicine in the mountains, and suddenly two fat dolls with knotted hair and red belly pockets came.

As soon as these two innocent and lively dolls came, they helped him find the medicine seedlings. The sun was setting, he was going home, and the two cute dolls jumped and disappeared into the dense forest. One day, two days, three days, these two dolls come and go every day, and he comes back. After a long time, he couldn't help but wonder, whose pair of dolls are both sensible and diligent? We have to figure it out.

One day, when two dolls came to help him dig medicine, he said, "Whose doll are you?" Where do you live? "We are dolls in the mountains, and we live in this mountain." The two dolls ran around again, looking for the seedlings. "Right in this mountain?" He couldn't help but wonder......

When the sun was setting, when he had just picked up the basket full of herbs, the two dolls raised their hands and said, "See you next day!" After that, he ran down the hill with a smile while jumping. At this time, he followed a few steps closely, hiding behind a large rock, his eyes fixed on him. However, the two dolls disappeared into the haze of smoke in the blink of an eye, and they still did not see clearly.

Back in the temple, the old Taoist priest sat under the oil lamp, and the two apprentices pondered while selecting the medicinal materials they had collected...... said that they were monsters, and they had never seen harmful people; said that they were immortals, but they had never seen a magical performance. What is it exactly? You have to find out. So, he thought, thought, and finally came up with a good idea.

He couldn't help but blurt out, "That's it!" Do it! When the two apprentices heard this, they smiled and asked, "Master, what should I do?" Hearing the apprentice's question, he came to his senses and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

In the middle of the night, the old Taoist priest quietly took out the sewing kit, drew a white thread from it, and threaded it with a needle. As soon as the morning dawned, he put on his basket and went out of the door, and as always, the two dolls were still gladly helping him to find the herbs, but he stared at the dolls with both eyes, looking for a proper opportunity to pin the prepared needle and thread on either of them.

When the two dolls were holding a large pile of herbs and bending down to load the basket, he quickly and delicately pinned the needle and thread that had been pinched in his hands to the back of one of the dolls, and then parted with the dolls and walked home. The next morning, the old Taoist priest still carried the basket on his back and went out with a medicine hoe.

But he didn't dig the medicine, but towards the usual direction of the two dolls, all the way, slowly looking for the carefully made mark, he searched, searched, on a small thatched lawn in the deep ditch, faintly saw a white line fluttering slightly in the wind in the thick green grass.

He hurriedly took a few steps forward, and when he looked down, he saw that it was indeed himself. The needle and thread are attached to a small but thriving blade of grass. But when I looked closely, my heart was half cold, and there was nothing except a few strange grass seedlings. He thought, anyway, the mark is here, and he has to find out. So, he picked up the medicine hoe and dug around the seedlings. Sure enough, in a very deep layer of soil, a very thick rhizome was dug up.

He pulled it out, and it turned out to be a white and delicate skullcap! He was about to put the skullcap into the basket happily, when suddenly the skullcap pointed to another grass next to him and said, "It's not just me, it's it!" When he heard this, he dug up around the little grass again, dug it out, looked at it, and drank it! It turned out to be a large ginseng with all four limbs. He put the ginseng and skullcap in the basket and walked back. On the way, he walked and thought, ginseng and skullcap are all famous medicines, they are really a godsend, why don't I carefully concoct them to help the world.

When he returned to the temple, he immediately set up another stove, washed all the utensils, added the holy jade liquid specially taken from the jade well, and boiled the washed ginseng in the pot.

The next day, when he was going out to dig for medicine, he pressed the lid of the pot with a stone and said to the two apprentices, "This medicine must be burned for seven days and seven nights before the lid can be lifted." After I left, I just simmered over a simmer. The two apprentices stewed over a simmer according to the master's instructions.

On the fifth day of stewing, the two of them discussed while stewing, "Master usually makes medicines, and always teaches while doing it, but I'm afraid we can't remember it well, but this time it's not called unraveling the pot." The more they talked, the more suspicious they became, the more they wanted to open the pot to see, so the two of them opened the lid of the pot, and they didn't look at it, and they were surprised and delighted when they saw it, and the ginseng that had been stewed for a few days looked extraordinarily white and fat, floating in the pot, fat and delicate, and fragrant, the two couldn't help but pinch a piece, taste it, and exclaimed: "There is such a delicious thing in the world, no wonder the master told him not to move."

In this way, they ate and stewed, and ate the ginseng cleanly. But they still burned the empty pot.

On the seventh day, the old Taoist priest only dug up the medicine for half a day, and then hurried back. As soon as he entered the temple gate, he said to the two apprentices: "The medicine is stewed, and now you can concoct a lot of good medicine that strengthens the heart and nourishes the mind and prolongs life." As he spoke, he removed the stones, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that the ginseng was gone, only some soup remained.

Lao Daotu felt strange and looked up at the two apprentices, who lowered their heads and said nothing. The old Taoist priest understood, and said sharply: "Ah, it turns out that you two evil obstacles have eaten it!" So saying, he picked up the stick and struck at it. As soon as the two apprentices saw that the master was really angry, they ran outside the temple gate. When the old Taoist priest saw that his apprentice had run away, he thought to himself, why should he be angry, the medicine is gone, go up the mountain and look for it slowly, the apprentice has run away, where can I find it? Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran out of the temple gate and shouted loudly; "You two come back to me!" Shouting and fighting. When the two apprentices saw it, the master came with a stabbing stick in his hand, and he ran faster and faster.

When the old Taoist priest saw that the apprentice didn't stop, the more anxious he became, the louder he became: "You two come back for me, you two come back for me!" Running in front, chasing behind, running south, shouting, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the bodies of the two apprentices were attached to the big stone wall on the north side of the West Peak. The old Taoist priest said "ahh Since then, on the rocks next to the Huayun Mountain Cave, there are two figures standing hand in hand......