The waves are deep, and the fog covers the mountains and is not easy to find.

Among the thousands of miles of mountains covered by clouds and fog, the stilted buildings are like dead trees and mushrooms, rooted in the deep mountains and old forests.

The village looks isolated from the world, but the actual sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs.

On the long street where it was being sold, a stilted building with a Chinese character plaque looked out of place.

This building is called Juxian Xuan.

This name rests in the Central Plains, and it is customary.

But in this deep mountain and old forest, it is intimate.

Today, a young Taoist priest came to Juxian Xuan.

This is said to be a Taoist priest, but in the eyes of the well-known shopkeeper, if it weren't for that Taoist robe, he would look more like a rich boy.

Look at that face, it is called a man with red lips and white teeth, fine skin and tender meat.

It's the geisha who sees it in Goulanwa Sheli, and I'm afraid they will be ashamed of themselves.

"Come to the pot of tea, come to the plate of meat, the side dishes are two plates at will, the staple food steamed bread and noodles are all made, more than half a penny, I recognize the Taoist, but I don't recognize the sword in my hand!"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he knew that this was a Taoist master who walked the rivers and lakes, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Okay, guest officer, sit down."

The Taoist priest found a random table and sat down, pressed the evil sword in his hand on the edge of the table, and played with a winning coin with his fingertips.

Look around casually.

At this time, it was the time of the meal, and the wine shop was quite noisy.

But at first glance, most of them are from the mountain villages, and their clothes are different from those of the Central Plains, and their accents are very different.

So much so that Mo Chuan couldn't understand it at all.

However, among the crowded diners, you can still see a few merchants dressed as Han Chinese from the Central Plains.

It didn't take long for the staple side dishes to be delivered one by one.

"Master Dao, your dishes are ready!"

When Xiao Er served the last dish, he took the initiative to greet him.

Mo Chuan bowed his head and said: "Wait, dare to ask the little brother, can you know a local who understands Chinese?" ”

Xiao Er said: "This ...... Don't hide it from Daoye, we know each other, but now I'm too busy to get out, I'm afraid it's not good to introduce Daoye. ”

As soon as Mo Chuan heard this, he immediately took out a tael of silver and threw it away.

"This is the food money, the rest belongs to you, ask the shopkeeper for a leave, don't worry?"

Xiao'er took the silver, pinched his nails, and it was soft, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Dao Ye, wait a minute, let's go and come."

With that, Xiao Er left happily.

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, Money can make ghosts grind!

It's no wonder that the adventure of the relict fish also requires the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Daoist, not to mention the side, this big and small wishful law is really a divine skill!

In his heart, another junior came over, hugged his fists and said, "Master Dao, my master has a banquet, and please move to the inner hall." ”

Mo Chuan's eyes showed a little suspicious.

After thinking about it, he grabbed the sword to ward off evil spirits and followed Xiao Er into the backyard of the wine shop.

This is said to be a backyard, but in fact it is an aerial plank road, with bamboo and wood as a bridge, connecting several stilted buildings.

As soon as I crossed the plank road, I saw a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes, and arched his hand: "Your guests are coming, and they are shining!" Juxian Xuan He Xia has seen the Taoist. ”

Mo Chuan arched his hand and replied: "Poor Dao Mingchen, dare to ask the layman to call the poor Dao over, what is the matter?" ”

While speaking, Mo Chuan carefully looked at the owner of Juxian Xuan.

He estimated that it might be the owner of this wine shop, and something happened to him!

Being in a foreign land, it will be difficult to solve it for a while, and suddenly I heard that a Taoist priest came to the wine shop, so I invited him over.

"Outside the house is not the place to talk, please go inside!"

He Xia beckoned Mo Chuan into the house, and said: "Don't hide it from the Taoist, He is a disciple of the Yuanqing Guanlay family, and he was overjoyed when he heard that the Taoist came to the door, so he took the liberty to disturb him, and hoped that the Taoist would forgive me." ”

Mo Chuan was dumbfounded, he thought that something had happened and needed his help!

"I see, disrespectful, disrespectful!" Mo Chuan gave his hand.

"Dao Elder is polite!"

During the greetings between the two, He Xia introduced Mo Chuan to the side of the window case.

On the table, a few dishes have been put on the table.

Mo Chuan was also not polite, generous, and sat cross-legged.

"Dare to ask Dao Chief, where do you come from? How did you get into this desolate land? ”

The guest of honor sat down, and He Xia couldn't help but sound again.

"There is no way to have no roots, you are just a Taoist priest, and you enter the mountain to collect medicine."

Mo Chuan replied casually.

"Oh? Dare to ask what medicine the chief is asking for? He has been rooted in this barren land for more than ten years, although he has no money to spare, but he has also accumulated a lot of contacts, and there are all large and small villages in the mountains, and he may be able to gather medicinal materials for the Taoist. ”

He Xia looked polite.

Mo Chuan muttered a little in his heart when he heard this.

Although he and He Xia have a relationship with the Daomen, this gesture is inevitably too warm and hospitable, right?

Fellow sees fellow, a shot in the back?

"The layman's mind, the poor road has received it, but what the poor road wants, it is all good medicine for the year, even if the mountains and villages can find it, the poor road can't afford to pay the money." Mo Chuan politely refused.

"It's He Meng Lang." He Xia nodded.

This is the end of the tentative topic.

While the two were eating and chatting, Mo Chuan asked curiously: "Speaking of which, do the laymen know what the cave god said?" ”

He Xia smiled: "The Taoist has not been in the mountains for a long time, right?" ”

Mo Chuan replied: "It seems that there is still a doorway here?" ”

"It's not a doorway, it's just a mountain custom!" He Xia smiled and talked eloquently: "What is a cave god?" Immortals, ghosts, and monsters living in caves are also! ”

It turned out to be a barren land, revering nature and sacrificing ancestors.

In their eyes, everything can be done.

And the monster that can occupy the cave cultivation is even more godly!

This is the origin of the name of the cave god.

When Mo Chuan heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes: "The poor road passed through the cottage, and I happened to hear the words of the cave god marrying a wife, so is it true?" ”

He Xia said: "He has lived in the village for a long time, although he has heard of it, but it is not clear how it is. However, the people of the Jing Wilderness revere all things, and the theory of ghosts and gods is particularly prevalent, and it is not easy to live in the mountains and wilderness, so some appalling trips are completely reasonable. ”

Mo Chuan bowed his head, and his heart sank slightly.

Subsequently, he inquired about the interesting things in the land of Jing Desolation, and couldn't help but talk about the Gu Dao of the Jing Desolate Miao people.

He Xia chatted and chatted, and said casually: "Dao Chief, have you ever heard of the Gu of the Green Worm?" ”

"No, I didn't."

"Speaking of this frog Gu, it's a taboo in the eyes of our businessmen."

It turns out that there are strange insects in the mountains, and the name is green worms. After the frog is separated, it will be reunited.

Therefore, if someone smears the blood of the frog on the money, and uses the mother's money or the child's money at will, the coin will inevitably fly back again.

Therefore, there is also a saying that "frogs pay back".

"Have you met the layman?" Mo Chuan was surprised when he heard this.

"Of course! Don't hide the Taoist, the businessman is profitable, how can a certain businessman, with an eye for money, how can he worship the Taoist door and ask for that quiet inaction? All I want is to guard against that Gu Dao! He Xia looked calm.

"The layman is honest!" Mo Chuan laughed.

Between the two pushing the cup and changing the lamp, before they knew it, the sun had set westward.

Mo Chuan saw that the cups and plates were in a mess, and arched his hand and said: "It's getting late, it's time to leave, Poor Dao is here to thank the layman for his hospitality!" ”

He Xia stood up and gave a return salute: "The Taoist is polite, the door of Juxian Xuan is open for the Taoist at any time, and the Taoist will come again, just sign up!" A little money, to support the three Qings, and hope that the Taoist chief will not be disgusted! ”

As he spoke, He Xia clapped his hands.

A little two walked in with a tray, and on the tray, there were five ingots of two taels of private silver.

That's not the point.

The point is that next to these five ingots of private silver, there is also a tael of silver that Mo Chuan paid to Xiao Er.

Mo Chuan looked at the broken silver on the tray, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha...... Didn't the layman think that the poor road was like a 'frog to repay the money', fooling you? ”

(End of chapter)