Chapter Twenty-Three: The Little Stone House on the Top of the Mountain

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"!" Hearing this, the old liar Zhang Fengchao was furious, and said coldly to Ren Song next to him: "Baby, it's not wrong to be timid and afraid, but it's too much to be cold and selfish!" Originally, he looked quite obscene, and when he got along with him, he was not as restrained as he was to others, and this cousin was greedy, and he still looked down on him faintly in his heart, until this time, seeing his angry eyes, his face was full of awe, and even the short goatee under his chin was pouted, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

Seeing that Ren Song just didn't speak, Zhang Fengchao snorted and replied: "I said when I came, your uncle and grandfather went to Sichuan, wait for him to come back?" The Yuan Shen of the Laurel Immortal didn't know what magic Dao method she had cultivated, she had already lost her mind back then, and her supernatural powers were extremely domineering, as long as she made a move, it wouldn't take half a day, and no one in a radius of ten miles around here would survive. What's more, there are so many pilgrims in this holy water temple, not to mention three or four hundred, if the demon performs magic here, within half an hour, no one in this temple can last until tomorrow......"

Speaking of this, the old liar paused, glanced at the coward again, and said: "Moreover, even if you are greedy for life and spare your life, you should have some calculations to succeed, don't you want merit?" If you can save the lives of the people in this temple, it is enough to keep the anger in your body from flareing up for 30 years! Even ordinary mortals still pay attention to wealth and danger! It's just this coward, it's really not the material for cultivating immortals! ”

After that, the little old man patted the leather jacket on his body, turned around with his briefcase and walked towards Wulong Mountain behind the temple.

Looking at the back of the old liar, Ren Song, who was stunned by the lesson, suddenly came back to his senses, this old guy, what is Mingtang, just said a word, as for being so on the line? It's not that I don't help.

Inexplicably looked at the rice bucket cousin who had walked the rugged mountain road, for some reason, this coward actually had a trace of sadness in his heart, and he didn't spend much time with him, but he also knew that this old guy was actually a powerful mouth, if he really talked about his ability, he was afraid that he was better than him...... But in my heart, I felt that it didn't seem right, my cousin, an old liar, was not like the kind of person who sacrificed himself to save the world......

The more Ren Song thought about it, the more he felt the surprise, from the only three cigarettes left in the cigarette box in his pocket, he took out one and lit it, and was about to greet his cousin on the rice bucket while smoking, but unexpectedly, on the mountain road, the old liar who was moving forward suddenly stood in place, turned his head to look at him and said angrily: "Your baby is not leaving, is it a long meaning, do you really want to see your cousin go to death?" Does your daughter-in-law still want to enter the Lingguan Cliff? ”

"Huh?" Hearing the words of the old liar, Ren Song was almost choked to death by a puff of cigarette that he forgot to spit out, and after a violent cough, this coward's body shook and appeared beside the cousin of the rice bucket.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Uncle ......" said hello to the old liar next to him with a strange smile, but there was no sound behind him, just laughing at him. I know that this kid is laughing at himself. Zhang Fengchao has a fire in his stomach, but he is not good at attacking, his family knows his own affairs, if he does not have the help of this nephew, he will be alone, except to send him to death......

Who knew that the kid on the other side couldn't stop laughing, and the old liar regretted that he hadn't studied the Fa with his father properly, and he had never practiced many Taoist techniques. While shouting angrily: "What are you doing Mingtang? Is the ghost baby a magic barrier? Scream and don't speak, laugh a hammer! ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" Ren Song laughed again, but seeing that Uncle Rice Bucket was really angry, he quickly changed the topic and said, "No...... Hey...... Cousin...... I want to ask...... Hey...... Where are we going? ”

"Five Dragon Springs!" The old liar said coldly: "Back then, the demon immortal Yuan Shen cultivated the demon and wanted to accept five dragons to refine the incarnation outside the body, but fortunately, your uncle and grandfather arrived and saved their lives, so if the Laurel Immortal comes out, he will definitely look for them again, even if he doesn't go to them, these five dragons will definitely sense where the Laurel Immortal fled to!" ……”

"Is there a dragon hidden in that spring?" The sneering cowards next to him asked. I've heard a lot of legends about dragons since I was a child, but I've never seen a real dragon, and I don't know what it looks like. At this time, Ren Song, who had turned into a curious baby, looked at his cousin who was only concerned about burying his head in the road and ignoring his words.

However, this coward was still disappointed after all, how could Zhang Fengchao, who was full of worries, have the time to discuss these with him, so he only yelled impatiently: "You will know when you get to the place." After that, he ignored him.

The two of them walked on the sheep intestine trail of Wulong Mountain one after the other.

Although these trails are narrow, most of them are paved with bluestone, unlike ordinary mountain paths, which are covered with mud.

It is said that in the Qing Dynasty, the five dragons holy spring was extremely effective, and the people nearby were all praised, and some were not far away, and came to worship on incense. But the way up the mountain is extremely inconvenient, and some people even stumble and fall into the mountain. At that time, the benevolent lay people near the Seongsu Temple spontaneously organized themselves to transport a whole piece of bluestone from Luoshan Mountain in the distance, carved it into stone slabs, and then transported it to Wulong Mountain to pave a path.

Ren Song followed the old liar along the trail all the way, to the first recess of the mountain, but heard the sound of people, a pungent smell of incense and candles came over, but saw not far away in an artificially cleaned open field, a large group of men, women and children are facing a puddle of spring water in front of the worship, the spring is also built around the cement fence, a small door in front, there is a huge incense burner at the door, I don't know how much incense wax has been inserted in the furnace, no wonder the smell is so rushing!

The old crook beside him hurried to the small door, glanced at the spring, suddenly added a few vertical lines to his forehead, silently walked aside, ignored the repeated questions of the cowards around him, took out a talisman from his briefcase, and lit it with a lighter.

"Hey! Cousin? What kind of dragon spring is this? Ever since he knew that there were dragons living in these springs, Ren Song became interested and asked vigorously. Unexpectedly, the old liar looked quite nervous, and simply ignored his words. It wasn't until he lit the yellow talisman that he glanced at him and said, "This is the Black Dragon Spring!" But I look like a fountain of death, and there is no living creature in it......"

"No living creatures?" The cowardly next to him looked inexplicable, but he was soon attracted by the yellow charm in the hands of the old liar, the yellow charm was lit since it was lit, burned for several minutes, but not even a corner was burned, the flame on it was the old high, fortunately there were a lot of people who put incense here, the smoke was burning, and many people ran to the side with a little incense candle. No one saw the strange situation in the hands of the little old man.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the yellow talisman still did not show any traces of burning, and the old liar shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, it is the Dead Spring, and the black guy also escaped with him." "They are in the crowd at this time, so it is naturally not good to discuss what the green dragon and the black dragon are.

As soon as Zhang Fengchao's voice fell, he stopped staying, turned around and continued to run along the trail to the mountain, Ren Song saw it and hurriedly followed, waiting for a gentle slope, but saw that there was another fence, there were still countless people kneeling down, and before Ren Song could ask, he heard the old liar shake his hand and said: "This is Huanglongquan, there is no ...... of bullshit" After that, he continued to run towards the mountain.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Ren Song also quickened his pace and continued to follow him, and then passed the Oolong Spring and the White Dragon Spring on the mountainside.

The oolong spring was a pool of stagnant water, and it stinked unpleasantly, and after the old liar saw it, he shook his head vigorously, turned around and left. It wasn't until the White Dragon Spring stopped and lit another spell nearby, but the situation was the same as the Black Dragon Spring just now.

In the end, I followed my cousin all the way to Qinglongquan at the top of the mountain, "Huh!? The old liar stopped at the fountain with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong? Cousin? Ren Song asked on the side.

"This location is not at all where Qinglong Spring was back then!" The old liar clearly remembered that the Qinglong Spring was on the west side of the mountaintop, but at this time it was in the center of the mountaintop, and it was still a fence and incense candles...... After staring at the spring for a while, the old liar took out another yellow talisman. As soon as a fire ignited, the talisman disappeared.

"It's really here!" The old liar looked at the spring with a strange expression, and immediately pulled Ren Song to the side, looking at the pilgrims who kept coming up, he was blue at this time, and took Ren Song to a stone hut on the top of the mountain, which blended with the surrounding rocks, plus the old thick moss, most people did not realize that there was a small stone house here.

However, when it seemed that two passers-by with incense had passed by the stone house, and they had obviously reached the door, but they had bypassed it from the side, and they knew that there was something strange about the house.

When he entered the stone house, the first thing Ren Song saw was the huge incense burner in the house, and around the incense burner, there were five strange clouds swirling and coiling, and the old liar in front of him didn't say much, and took out a letter incense that looked extremely thick from his briefcase. Inserted into the incense burner casually, and after a period of silent congratulations, he said angrily to the five clouds: "Whoever is inside, come out quickly!" ”

After a while, five clouds of mist swirled endlessly, and finally stopped in front of him a strange cloud that was not gray, black and black.

"Oolong Spring?" The old liar said unexpectedly: "What are you kidding, is it out of order?" After saying that, he hurriedly recited the incantation, and shouted loudly again, urging the demon dragon to appear, but no one answered.

"Boy, try stacking that grenade you just made into the clouds!" Seeing that there was no response, the angry old liar turned his head and said to Ren Song.

"Cousin, this is a bomb, not a grenade," while correcting the mistake of the cousin of the rice bucket, Ren Song took out the crystal clear blood beads from his pocket, and threw them into the cloud at the urging of the old liar.

In the dark clouds, a blue light swept by, and Ren Song's aura bomb dissipated in an instant!

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