In the back seat of the car, Murphy laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, we see that it is not easy for you to walk the mountain road alone, so we will take you along the way."

The old lady let down her guard and got into the back seat of the car.

Just now, I noticed that in the basket carried by the old man, there was a wrapper of incense paper and candles, which should have just finished worshipping on the mountain.

The old lady pointed ahead, "Young man, you just send me to the first bus stop."

"No problem." Sun Ming Jin said happily.

The eldest lady panted and sighed, "Thanks to you, I am so old, it is not easy to climb a mountain to worship God."

I said, "We came to Qianniu Mountain to find a place called Qianshan Taoist Temple, and it is said that the contemplator in it, Lian Qianshan, is an extremely effective immortal."

"Isn't it?"

The old lady sighed, "Speaking of Lian Qianshan Dao Chief, that's really a good person."

"The Thousand Mountains Taoist Temple he inherited has lasted for hundreds of years, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims, and there was a special road up the mountain back then."

"From my youth, I have been going up to the mountains every year to worship and beg for blessings."

Murphy asked with great interest, "What has this even the Lord of a Thousand Mountains done to convince everyone so much?"

When it comes to Lian Qianshan, the old lady's words are endless.

"You young people may not believe in evil and have not lived through that era, but there are some things that you have to believe."

"Have you ever heard of a goblin called 'Walking Jiao?'

I said, "If you want to enter the sea and become dragons, you must enter the sea from the bottom of the river while the water is fast, and the floods will overflow and all the dikes and bridges will collapse."

"Therefore, people call it a wanderer."

The old woman praised, "Young people are very insightful. Twenty-eight years ago, in the upper reaches of the Yunnan River, there was a vicious Jiao crossing the border."

"Once the evil Jiao crosses the border, the Jiukong Bridge on the Dian River collapses, and countless people will die on the Dian River, and the fields of 30,000 people will be destroyed, and they will be left homeless."

"It is the Taoist of a thousand mountains that even makes a sword to ban the evil Jiao and keep us peaceful."

"At the beginning, many people knew about this, and because of this, they often went up the mountain to add incense money to the Taoist temple."

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

I asked, "Where is the way up the mountain?"

Old woman: "Right where I walked out, you go up the path, about five miles, and you will see a Taoist temple."

As she spoke, the old woman sighed.

"I don't recommend you coming, though."

I was stunned, "Didn't you say that even the Thousand Mountains Dao Elder was extraordinarily effective, why didn't you let us go?"

The old woman's tone was filled with some disappointment and resentment, and she said, "Even the head of the Thousand Mountains has passed away twenty years ago."

"What remains in the Taoist temple now is his successor Lian Wenhe."

"Lian Wenhe, this kid, was an orphan in his early years, and was adopted by the Taoist until he was eight years old."

"After dropping out of school as a teenager, he has been a god in the Taoist temple, ruining the reputation of the old Taoist leader!"

"If it weren't for the old Taoist's face, we would have driven him out of the village a long time ago!"

"It is precisely because of him that the Taoist temple, which was originally full of incense, has fewer and fewer people, and finally it has become this desolate scene."

"The wide road up the mountain is also overgrown with weeds, and my clothes are scratched by vines and thorns every time I walk up."

"If even the Thousand Mountain Dao Elder has a spirit in the sky, a heavenly thunder will definitely rain down this kid!"