Before I knew it, the car shook suddenly. I braked suddenly, although I broke out in a cold sweat, but I was still secretly glad in my heart.

Just because I was thinking about my heart all the way, and I didn't have a clear goal in mind, I had unconsciously walked into a remote mountain road. The car was on top of a large bamboo, but fortunately there were no passers-by around.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is a faint house of yellow bricks and tiles. I got out of the car and checked the car, but fortunately it was okay, and my heart dropped a little.

A little Taoist priest passed by me, and he just looked at me and didn't speak. I am secretly strange in my heart, I don't know what kind of place this is, there are still little Taoist priests, then this yellow building in the forest must be a Taoist temple.

Didn't I come out to have some adventures and visit some masters? Maybe there is someone I want to meet in this temple!

Thinking about this, I suddenly got a little excited. Seeing that it is getting late, it is better to spend the night in this temple.

I hurriedly shouted to the little Taoist priest, "Little Taoist chief, may I ask what kind of Taoist temple is here?" I had a scratch on my car and the tire was punctured. Can the trail chief make it convenient for me to borrow a night in this view? ”

The little Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, recited "Amitayus Buddha", and said in a hesitant voice: "Donor, listen to the accent, you are a local here, right?" I don't usually stay with outsiders in Taoist temples. ”

I smiled and said with a smiling face: "Little master, it's convenient for the monks!" Tomorrow morning, I'll find a way to find someone to fix the car, and I'll only trouble you for one night. ”

The little Taoist priest looked me up and down for a long time before he spoke: "Donor, the poor Taoist law is unintentional. Alas, since you are in trouble, I refuse you, but it is really not like a monk. Then your car will stop here, follow me into the Taoist temple! ”

I was overjoyed, said thank you a few times, and hurriedly followed the little Taoist priest into the view. Walking through the bamboo forest, a small Taoist temple appeared in front of me.

"Bamboo Mountain View!" I saw the plaque on the mountain gate and said casually: "Wuxin Daoist, is your master here?" I have something to do, I want to find his old man to solve his doubts! ”

Wuxin Dao Chang looked at me directly, his face was cloudy, and he said after a long time: "Don't ask too much, I will arrange a room for you, and after preparing dinner for you later, it is windy in the mountains, don't mess out of the room at night." ”

Under the fence, you can only follow the host. Since he said so, I have no reason to ask why. Dinner was very simple and light, but after a day of hunger, I felt that it was fragrant in my mouth, and I devoured it cleanly.

It was getting dark, and I stayed in my room, and after a while I got bored. There was no TV, no air conditioning, not even a basic fan.

The mosquitoes in the mountains are particularly large, buzzing in my ears, and when I accidentally bite into them, I feel itchy and unbearable. Fortunately, Wuxin Dao Chang gave me a plate of mosquito coils, and after burning it for a while, those nasty buzzing sounds gradually disappeared from my ears.

A whimpering sound swept by, and my heart sank, and I immediately became alert. Could it be that there are ghosts and monsters haunting this temple? It stands to reason that this is unlikely, Taoism is where the Fa-rectification lies, and ordinary ghosts are afraid to avoid it, so how can they come to do it?

Suddenly, I remembered the strange feeling I had when I entered this view, and when I calmed down, I suddenly understood why I felt the way I did.

Although this Taoist temple is small, it is not the only one who has no heartless Taoist, right? And judging by his age, it is impossible to be the master of Taoism, right?

The Taoist temple was terrifyingly quiet, and at this time, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls entered my ears, which made me have to be suspicious of Wuxin Dao. Could he be a ghost? And this Taoist temple has become a yin house?

But it's not right to think about it, because when I met the Wuxin Dao Chang, there was still a sunset on the horizon, and it was impossible for ghosts to appear.

The words of the unintentional Taoist came to my mind again, why did he take care of me again and again, and don't leave the room again when it gets dark? Could it be that he knows that there are ghosts in this mountain?

'I'd rather eat no meat than live without bamboo' was the literati's love for bamboo, but my grandfather told me that bamboo is a thing that gathers yin, and it is the favorite place for lonely souls and wild ghosts to hide.

This whimpering sound should have come from the bamboo forest next to the Taoist temple, could it really be that there are ghosts and monsters haunting this Taoist temple? I listened nervously for a long time, and then my hanging heart slowly relaxed.

This whimpering sound, although it will be light and heavy for a while, but if you listen carefully for a while, it seems that it is still regular, it should be just the sound of the mountain wind blowing the bamboo, not a ghost.

After settling down, I boredly took out the 'Xuan' wood heart method found on the beam of the ancestral house and studied it seriously again. But the result was still disappointing to me, because the content above was the same as what my grandfather usually taught me.

After flipping through the book a few times, my eyelids began to grow heavier. Suddenly, an old voice outside the window said, "Donor, you are also a Taoist?" ”

I was startled and blurted out, "Who?" Is it the unintentional Taoist? ”

As soon as I said that, I knew I was asking too naïvely. This voice seemed so old, how could it be that little Taoist?

Fortunately, the voice, though old, seemed very kind, and I quickly calmed down. I hesitated for a moment and said to the man outside the window, "Who are you?" I was just passing by here, because the tire of the car was punctured by bamboo, and I happened to meet the chief of Wuxindao, so I begged to stay here for the night. ”

The voice said happily, "You said you didn't intend to let you live in?" This kid is much more sensible now. Donor, I'm his master, Daoist Yunmeng, can you let me come in and talk? ”

It turned out that there was not only one person in this Taoist temple, but also the master of the little Taoist priest, so I quickly opened the door and let the Yunmeng Taoist into the room.

Daoist Yunmeng was wearing a gray sermon robe, a fairy wind bone, and there was a kindness between his eyebrows. After we were seated, he asked, "Donor, what's your name?" How did you end up with us? How can you recite Taoist mantras? ”

I politely replied to Daoist Yunmeng and told me my true situation. Daoist Yunmeng said in surprise: "It turns out that you are the grandson of Ling Ada of Beiling Village?" No wonder you recite our Taoist mantras. ”

"Is Ling Ah Da doing well now?" Daoist Yunmeng asked this with concern, and when he heard me tell him that my grandfather had passed away, Daoist Yunmeng looked a little sad, and kept chanting 'Buddha Amitayus'!

After learning that he and my grandfather were old friends, I asked in surprise, "Daoist Yunmeng, why have I never heard my grandfather mention you?" ”

Daoist Yunmeng smiled slightly and said, "I'm an outsider, it's normal that your grandfather didn't tell you." Ling Sen, I haven't had a guest in this temple for a long time. You seem to have something on your mind, why don't you tell me? ”

This article is from Reading Rim Novels