"That mountain seems to be called Mount Immortal, right?" Little Buddha drank wine and said to us: "The record on this antiquity seems to have something to do with Bulao Mountain. ”

"Record?" The blind boss asked, "Is it a picture or a word?" ”

"It's a painting." Little Buddha placed the paper on the table, a smile on his face.

I can say that I am extremely sensitive to the three words of Bulao Mountain, perhaps this has something to do with my father's presence in Bulao Mountain.

After the little Buddha spread out the paper, I immediately got up and carefully observed the patterns on the paper.

Little Buddha is indeed right, this is indeed a painting, and it is a very expressive landscape painting.

A high peak sits in the middle, standing between the peaks, with three rivers interspersed below.

A few birds crossed the long sky with white clouds, and there were deer drinking by the river in the mountains and forests.

Of course, it is the people on the highest peak that interest us the most.

At the top of the highest peak, there is an extremely conspicuous pine tree.

The tree almost had a tendency to penetrate into the sky, so tall that it was hard to believe that it was a pine, but a legendary sacred tree.

Under the pine tree, an old man in a Taoist robe sits with his back to us.

The gossip picture on the back of the robe is neatly drawn, and under the gossip map, there are faint faint imprints, maybe embroidery patterns, right?

At the bottom right of this landscape painting, there are a few lines of inconspicuous small characters, the first two lines of which I can read clearly, but the last few lines seem to have been destroyed, and the black ones are a mark.

But don't talk about the back, just the first two lines are enough to surprise me.

That's the text of the saki.

"You should know these words, right?" Shen Han asked me.

I nodded and said, yes.

"What do you mean?" Shen Han asked.

I read it carefully twice, because the translation of the Sui text is not so simple, so I didn't dare to talk nonsense for a while, and after I read it a few more times, I realized that those lines should be a poem.

The words behind me can't be read clearly, so there is no way to translate, the first two lines of words should be "I pressed the paper with my hand, and said with words: "Nandou Immortal turned into too empty, and the lonely pine shook to Sanqing"

Uncle Fat and Xiao An were also looking at the landscape painting, and after hearing my translation, they both nodded.

"That's pretty much what it means, Xiao Yuan anointed oil (no) and mistranslated." The fat uncle touched his chin with his hand, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes: "Little Buddha, how are you sure that this has something to do with Immortal Mountain?" ”

"Fat uncle, you don't know anything about this." The little Buddha smiled, looked at Shen Han, and asked, "Xiao Han, some time ago, your brother went down to a Tang tomb with me, do you know this?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Han nodded silently.

"The owner of that tomb is very superstitious, and the tomb is full of some religious artifacts and anti-tomb things." Little Buddha scratched his head, and there was a faint fear on his face: "If it weren't for the large number of capable people under your brother's hands, we would have to be planted in that tomb." ”

At this time, the blind boss suddenly asked the little Buddha: "Didn't the grandson of the birdman say that he wouldn't go to the grave casually?" ”

Little Buddha's face changed, and he immediately knew that he had missed his mouth, and without thinking about it, he gave himself a mouthful first.

It's just that the strength of that slap can't even swatt flies, and it's clearly acting.

"Hey, blind man, this is not me deliberately selling my brother, it was a slip of the tongue." Little Buddha smiled evilly.

Shen Han and I looked at each other for a while, then leaned to the side and muttered a few words softly.

"Is this grandson trying to provoke the relationship between Brother Yi and your brother?" I asked, confused.

"Seems to be." Shen Han replied, although what she said in her mouth was like, her expression was extremely certain.

"He has a grudge against your brother?" I looked at the little Buddha in a daze, and asked suspiciously: "Or does he have a grudge against Brother Yi?" How do I feel that he can't wait for your brother to fight with Brother Yi? ”

I guess when I said this, my voice was a little loud, so the little Buddha should have heard this.

"Blind JB said, how can I be the kind of person who fanned the wind and lit the ghost fire?!" The little Buddha retorted righteously, and the next second he directly changed the topic: "Anyway, there is news about the Immortal Mountain in the tomb." ”

According to the little Buddha, directly below the coffin of the tomb owner, there is a bronze cast plate, about one meter long and half a meter wide.

This bronze plate is densely engraved with the legend of Bulao Mountain, as well as some relief landscapes, as well as the Bulao Mountain that only exists in legends.

Those legends are recorded in folk legends, and they are almost the same as the story told by the blind boss, and there are almost no differences.

As for the Immortal Mountain carved on the bronze plate, it is purely an artistic creation, and it looks like it has that kind of taste, but it should not have much to do with the reality of the Immortal Mountain.

"The problem is on the back of this bronze plate." Little Buddha smiled: "Do you know what is written behind that?" ”

"Don't sell off, okay?" The blind boss scolded angrily: "Hurry up." ”

"There is another legend of Bulao Mountain written behind it, no, it is a legend related to Bulao Mountain." The little Buddha lit a cigarette, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be an excited look beating in it: "I remember the general meaning of the legend, but I have forgotten the specific content, so I will tell you about it." ”

As he spoke, the little Buddha stretched out his hand and pointed to the landscape painting on the table.

"On the Mount of Immortal, there is a huge pine tree, the canopy of this tree can participate in the nine heavens, and the roots of the tree can lead to the underworld." Little Buddha smiled: "According to legend, that tree was planted by the ancestor of Sanqing Patriarch on the Immortal Mountain, but in fact, it was just an ordinary pine tree. ”

As soon as the words fell, the little Buddha took a puff of cigarette and said casually.

"Many years later, someone accidentally found Mount Bulao and saw the towering tree that only existed in legends, but it was also then that people knew that the towering tree is not towering." Little Buddha shook his head: "That tree is no different from an ordinary pine tree, and it even looks even more inconspicuous than an ordinary pine tree." ”

"So different from the legend?" The blind boss's expression was a little surprised: "I've heard a lot about the legend of that tree, but someone has really seen it with their own eyes?" ”

"Yes, not only did he see it, but the man also found something different." Little Buddha nodded: "Under the root of the tree, there is a box made of white jade, the top cover of the box is movable, and countless incantations are engraved on it, and the box contains the biggest secret of this tree. ”

"What's that?" The blind boss's curiosity also seemed to rise, and he asked the little Buddha with great interest.

"What's in the box is a pine tree." Little Buddha smiled: "It's just that this pine tree is not a real tree, but a small tree made of jasper, as for what this tree is used for, the record on the bronze plate is not written, but it just says that the tree has a lot to do with Bulao Mountain." ”

"What is this tree for?" muttered the blind boss confused, "Is it an ornament?" It shouldn't be."

"We'll find out soon." When the little Buddha said this, his expression couldn't help but become excited: "The surname is Yi, the birdman and my brother have begun to look for the location where this tree is hidden, as far as it is concerned, they have found three places where this thing may be hidden, and at most half a month, the real treasure place can be found by them." ”

"You mean let's go hunt for a treasure?" The blind boss asked.

"Hehe, isn't that nonsense?" Little Buddha picked up the bottle of the second pot head and put it to his mouth, poured several sips in a row, and said with a red face: "How long have we not gone out together?" Take this opportunity to get together! ”

"Birdman, that grandson won't let me go." The blind boss sighed and said.

"You don't want him to go." Little Buddha said, and patted the table angrily: "I said, you two are getting more and more cowardly now, afraid of an egg?!" We were the first to be"

"Don't say it, I have a score in my heart." The blind boss shook his head: "Little Buddha, in the story you know, is it written who entered the Immortal Mountain?" ”

"Yes, it's the grandson who found the pine tree." The little Buddha said: "That person seems to be a Taoist priest, called Feng Youzi." ”