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The trip to Zhongnan Mountain is also a personal wish of mine, after all, it is always exciting to walk this legendary Taoist mountain, I vaguely feel that this trip is related to Cha Wenbin, is it because they understand that Cha Wenbin will hide here to cultivate?

In 2015, it was exposed on the Internet that many city people came to live a secluded life in this deep mountain in order to escape the hustle and bustle, which also made the outside world more or less have a different understanding of the word hermit again. In my impression, Cha Wenbin is never a cultivator who would choose to hide in this kind of environment, he often says that cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and earthly distractions are the best verification of whether there is a Taoist mind. I asked Hetu, but he said that he didn't know either, this time it was led by Chaozi, but looking at the equipment, it was about a week of preparation, so they didn't say that I naturally didn't ask.

These people have experienced survival ability in the wild, I am a rookie in comparison with Hetu, and there is some meaning of delay, but men can't lose face, and they can still follow without saying a word for the first two days, and on the third day, they found that they gradually began to fail. My sore muscles began to protest, and the blood blisters on the soles of my feet forced me to fill my steps. In the past two days, we met a total of six cultivators, the number of people seems to be quite large, but in terms of density distribution, these people do not seem to be very welcome to the intrusion of outsiders, one of them is a short-term practitioner, he is a private business owner, and we stayed in his small courtyard the next night.

This Taoist friend told us that he always comes to this deep mountain every year during the off-season, and it has lasted for eight years, his home is in Shanghai, doing business with foreigners, and his family is well-off but he feels more and more lonely in his heart. In order to live, he has to be busy with socializing and work, and only by hiding here every year will he feel that he really belongs to his own world. Such humanitarians tell us that there are not many people in this Zhongnan Mountain, most of them stay for a while and leave, who can really afford to spend their lives in this primitive world all day, and there is an unwritten rule here, that is, anyone can live in a vacant house.

"The conditions are poor, the transportation is not convenient," he said, pointing to the two huts in the back, which were made of stone and wooden planks, "I have spent two years expanding on the old vacant hut, and I will bring a lot of books and store food for two months." He added with a smile: "The farmers under the mountain will send some vegetables and fruits in every half month, which is a sky-high price, but I can't help it, because unlike some Taoist friends who have time to grow their own vegetables and raise poultry in captivity." ”

This situation has to be said to be a kind of pathetic, in my opinion, a kind of self-escape, what he is afraid of is not the hustle and bustle, but the inability to face the truth of his heart. At dinner, we ate together, during the banquet, everyone drank a little wine, Chaozi began to ask him if there was such a person practicing nearby, in fact, the person he described was Cha Wenbin.

The answer is unknown, this Taoist friend told us that as far as he knows, there are no less than hundreds of people who are hermits in Zhongnan Mountain, distributed in the vast Qinling Mountains, but they have no connection with each other, because the people who come here are lonely, and lonely people are willing to share with others, even if it is the cheapest time here.

"At best, we are a group of dreamers, the Tao is in the dream, and the real cultivators are still above." He pointed to the dark mountain behind him and said, "Behind that mountain, I heard before I came here that that place is the paradise of the real cultivators, but unfortunately I don't have that ability and ability. ”

"Is it difficult to walk on a mountain road?" I smiled and asked, "You can hire some porters to help you carry it." ”

He shook his head and said, "Little brother, this is to pay attention to fate, and you can't stay in that kind of place without Dao fate." When I asked him again, he refused to say anything, because the cultivators had such a personality that he left us in the camp and went back to meditate by himself.

"Pseudo-Taoist friend." This is the evaluation given by Hetu, who said that this kind of person is not a pure idealist, and he can't let go of it and can't get it if he wanders in his own world.

How big is the Qinling Mountains, you can go and see the map, the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty crossed this ridge and reached the Central Plains to start the dynasty, once Chaozi they came here, but it was only the tip of the iceberg. If the major Qinling Mountains want to find someone, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a vast haystack, but he has no intention of being discouraged, I always feel that this trip is fully prepared.

On the third day, my physical strength couldn't keep up, and the place I wanted to go was the mountain that the Taoist friend said was fateful. When I got there, I understood what he meant by fate, Zhongnan Mountain has been a holy place for cultivation since ancient times, and many predecessors came here to practice before the Quanzhen Sect was founded, and the Taoist priests in ancient times were not as comfortable as they are now, they often felt that they could ask the heavens after cultivating to a certain extent at the bottom of the mountain, which was a very cruel process.

In the depths of the deserted mountains, find a cave located halfway up the mountain, and then hang yourself down with a bamboo basket or rope, you can refer to the hanging coffin. When a man enters the cave, he removes the rope that brought him in, and then begins the final sprint with the little ration he has left, which is naturally spiritual and has a great deal to do with the development of religion. At that time, the monks believed that their most persistent side of the Tao could be exchanged for sincerity in questioning, which was a suicidal confession, proving how pure their hearts were.

In the depths of this mountain there are countless such caves, some of which were dug by predecessors, and some of which are natural. The people who live in it will not want to come out alive, and what awaits them is either to become a feather and ascend to the immortal, or to become a pile of white bones that no one cares about. The fate he talked about is the fate of the Tao, and those who are destined will naturally become enlightened, and now there will definitely be no one in this society who will take such an extreme route again, so this place has become a forbidden place in the mouth of cultivators, a place full of legends and tragedies.

I picked up the blood blisters under my feet and put on a thick anti-inflammatory cotton ball, they told me that as long as I gritted my teeth, the pain would disappear slowly, and it was hard to imagine how much danger people were taking before, and I was told in my consciousness that Cha Wenbin would never do this.

"Is this it?" Zhuo Xiong frowned and looked at the caves hidden behind the green leaves and said, "Is your information accurate?" ”

"Every year that fat man comes here," Chaozi said, "I really can't find any reason for him to run to this Zhongnan Mountain, he is not a devout believer, and he doesn't have to hide here for the summer vacation like those laymen." ”

I admire Chaozi's ability to engage in intelligence, I don't know where he got this news, I think he should be careful when he comes to this kind of place with the ability of a fat man. Just as I was guessing, he appeared, and about two kilometers away from us there was a very dilapidated mountain temple under the cliff, and I saw a pile of fireworks at the entrance of the temple from afar.

"Coming?" He raised his head slowly and said: "It's a little early, this rabbit hasn't been roasted yet, my craft is from the Sichuan Military Region field training instructor back then, and you have taken it orally." ”

"Uncle Fatty," I said in surprise, "why are you here?" ”

He looked up at me, and then glanced at the crowd again: "This name has not been called for a long time, Xiaoyi, you wrote well, and wrote the majesty of Lao Tzu back then." It took Lao Tzu a month to read it, which is quite mysterious, but it didn't break Lao Tzu's reputation. ”

Chaozi nodded to me and said, "He is willing to go out of the mountain thanks to you, the bits and pieces of the year have reminded him a lot, so I called you here this time, I didn't expect him to come too." Brother Shi ......"

"Don't say it, it's all for Cha Ye," the fat man waved his hand and said: "He's a dead man, I just guess and can't be sure, I tried to contact Feng Qiyun after he left, and I found out some clues through the little roots he left in Huoshan County." I've been to this place several times, and I've come back every time because there's a peculiar phenomenon in this place, and I only get a chance to go in it once every ten years or so. Now that it's been the tenth year, I think it would be fine if he was there. If not, how about everyone when he has been dismembered into an immortal, and then go and live their own lives? ”

No one will object to this proposal, according to the fat man, the Feng Qiyun clan found a new place because the original village of Huoshan County was destroyed, and it was probably in this Qinling Mountains. In the early years, there was a legend in this place that a monk discovered a cave, and every ten years this cave would appear, and those who could enter it would arrive at a paradise-like fairyland. For a long time, everyone thought that this was just a legend, but I didn't want it to really exist, and the fat man spent a lot of energy to finally figure out the origin of the legend: on the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a valley hidden in the clouds and mist all day long in the depths of this mountain, and the fog will be dissipated, and the only way to go down to the depths of the valley can be found at that time.

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