Spring, Luyang Road in the south.

The mountains are a thriving scene.

Under the strong request of the fortune teller Zhang of course on the grounds that the road was long and the time was delayed, Yuan Youtao and Ning Shu, who had originally planned to walk over, had no choice but to get into a carriage with Zhang of course.

The car belongs to the Yuan family.

The horses driving are also from the Yuan family.

There was a lot of space in the carriage, and Young Master Yuan scratched his butt comfortably and scolded: "Young Master Ben is not tired of walking, isn't your bull's nose more expensive than Young Master Ben?"

The fortune teller snorted comfortably in the carriage and turned away from answering.

The carriage walks along the Qinhuai River, to drive out from the east gate of Jinling City, only after crossing the bridge outside the city can you reach the Jialan Mountain on the other side of the riverbank, along the way the bank of the Qinhuai River is very lively, the original street vendors in the city have pushed their mobile shops to the bank, and the men, women and children in Jinling City have also walked out of their homes after the meal.

Flower lanterns, river lanterns, lotus lanterns.

Paper-cutting, lanterns, pastries.

Big and small stages, you sing and I will appear.

Far and near the archway, you wave the red sleeves and I sing and dance.

The beautiful scenery of red dust with thousands of manners is only because of the arrival of Luyang to watch the moon.

The secular Luyang moon view is by the Qinhuai River where the smoke and waves are flowing, while the practitioner's Luyang moon view is in the bleak and quiet Jialan Mountain.

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As the noise became smaller and smaller until it disappeared, the carriage had been out of Jinling City for some time, and there was a checkered window on the top of the carriage, and the orange-red light of the sunset sprinkled into the car from the window, sprinkled on Ning Shu, who was looking out against the window, which was extremely warm.

Of course, Zhang looked at Ning Shu and said, "Senior brother, take advantage of this time to rest for a while, there will be no time to rest later." ”

Ning Shu snorted, still looking out the window.

The fortune teller looked at Ning Shu's quiet statue-like figure thoughtfully, then closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Ning Shu looked out the window, from his eyes, the outside of the city is not as luxurious as the atmosphere in the city, the farmhouses on both sides of the Qinhuai River are located in the fertile land, the surrounding farmland is covered with freshly sown seedlings, the farmers who have worked hard all day are sitting in the courtyard of their houses eating dinner, the children are playing naked in the pond, and the women are urging the children to go home to eat.

White walls and black eaves, high and low, mountains and rivers intersect.

These pictures are so harmonious that it is easy to make people distracted, Ning Shu always feels that this is a normal life, or the unrestrained days of the monsters in the mountains of Tushi Palace can be regarded as a normal life.

In short, it is impossible to be Xujia Village, which is full of corpses, and those people in black who have a disgusting aura on their bodies. It can't be a peaceful city without one in the dream.

Compared to this, the fat powder in Jinling City is like an excellent enjoyment.

The carriage slowed down, the sky darkened, and the setting sun left only a faint light at the end of the day, as if it was about to disappear in the next moment.

Yuan Youtao lifted the curtains, looked at the quiet surroundings and the dense forest in front of him, patted the window of the carriage to signal the carriage to stop, and then kicked Zhang Yuan, who was still sleeping.

Mount Garan has arrived.

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There are many famous mountains in the world, among them, Kunlun Mountain is the mother of ten thousand mountains, Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of heaven and earth, in addition to the more famous Longhu Mountain, Fangcun Mountain, Lingshan Mountain, etc., each has its own miraculousness, the Jialan Mountain outside Jinling City also belongs to one of them.

However, this Jialan Mountain is not famous for Luyang and the moon, but because there is an ancient temple called Hanshan Temple on the top of the mountain.

The dilapidated ancient temples have been passed down for a long time, and there are many accounts recorded in the monastic circles, two of which are the most extensive.

One is that when the world was first opened, the Daomen enshrined three Taoist ancestors, the demon clan worshiped the demon emperor, and there was another Western religion between heaven and earth. In order to better integrate into the red dust, the Western religion spread the faith between heaven and earth, built temples for mortals to believe, since the disappearance of the heavenly court, the Western religion has also disappeared, a thousand years have passed, the faith has collapsed, and the Hanshan Temple has long been reduced to a cold ancient temple.

The second is that the original presiding officer of Hanshan Temple is one of the mountain gods of the world who was enshrined by the heavenly court, after the disappearance of the heavenly court, the law of heaven is weakened, and the ability to restrain between heaven and earth is lost, and the mountain god of Jialan Mountain was killed when he competed with the god of the Qinhuai River for the belief in Jinling City, and then the Shinto declined, and there was no mountain god in Jialan Mountain, so that the Hanshan Temple also became decayed.

Although the two legends are very different, there is one thing that is in common, and that is ......

The disappearance of the heavenly court.

As for why the Heavenly Court disappeared, how did the Heavenly Court disappear?

Even a rich son like Yuan Youtao and Zhang, who is known as the heir of Kunlun, can't say it clearly.

The accumulation of history and legends for nearly 1,000 years has made Jialan Mountain famous in heaven and earth, and you can still see the stone carvings of the sacred beasts and the ruined land temple at the foot of the mountain.

But compared with the solemnity of the Longhu Mountain Daomen, the mystery of the Western religion of Lingshan in the record, Jialan Mountain seems very ordinary, it is outside the Jinling City, by the Qinhuai River, and even in the end, the Hanshan Temple is just a scenic spot in the hearts of the people of Jinling, and there are often people in the city who go up the mountain to enjoy the flowers and entertainment in spring.

Ordinary in the eyes of mortals does not mean that Garan Mountain is really ordinary.

Garan Mountain, Hanshan Temple.

The moon is full tonight.

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Mount Garan is not a mountain, but a mountain outside the city.

Hanzanji has only one temple, at the top of the highest peak of the Garan Mountain.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River at this time is very lively, the mountains and forests at night are quiet and normal, the moon hangs brightly in the sky, casting mottled shadows of the branches, twisting and disorganized, as if a few strokes are thrown to the ground with a brush.

The occasional birdsong makes it look vibrant, and it makes the mountain not so lifeless.

"It's round. ”

"Yes, junior brother, you are right. ”

"Nonsense, if the moon is not round on the fifteenth, it will not be the moon on the sixteenth?"

"That's a bad statement, but I think the moon on the sixteenth is rounder. ”

"I don't want you to think ......"

There was a whisper from the half-collapsed earth temple, startling the sparrows that had fallen on the eaves.

"Why are we staying here?" asked a little Taoist priest.

"You're stupid, haven't you heard that the strong are the ones who appear at the end. ”

"Although we have a map, wouldn't it be much more convenient to follow those big people up the mountain?" the fat Taoist priest added after explaining.

"What if a big man finds us and takes us out of the way?"

The little Taoist priest didn't seem to think that this dilapidated land temple could hide them, after all, when the fat Taoist priest said these words, half of his body was still exposed outside the wall.

"It's okay, I've prepared a rune paper for the two of you, hide it close to you, and you won't be discovered. ”

A Taoist priest on the other side said as he pulled out three pieces of yellow paper from the porcelain basin sitting under his buttocks, on which some scribbled lines were drawn, like children's graffiti.

"Does it work?" the fat Taoist priest asked.

"It definitely works, I can take the excellent disciples of the master. ”

The three Taoist priests are Ning Shu, Yuan Youtao and Zhang of course.

The three of them were huddled behind a broken wall in the Land Temple, looking at the road leading to the forest not far away.

The temple is on the top of the mountain, and the moon has not yet reached the middle of the sky.

If you want to see the roundest and most beautiful moon, Hanshan Temple on the top of the mountain is the best choice.

If you want to go to the temple, you have to go up the mountain.

Ahead is the road up the mountain.

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Everything in this surrounding environment is exactly the same as the picture on the frosty and cold night pathfinder bottle that Ning Shu saw at the auction before, but it is unknown whether the scene after going up the mountain is the same.

Presumably, it must be different, otherwise why would Young Master Wang spend millions of taels of silver to buy a map.

Among them, it is not denied that these millions of taels do have the credit of the fat Taoist priest around him.

There was silence all around, and the three of them held their breath.

As the minutes ticked by, no one appeared on the only road that could go up the mountain not far away.

Just when the fortune teller Zhang wanted to complain, a black cat appeared on the silver-white mountain road illuminated by the moonlight.

The black cat was extremely vigilant, and walked cautiously, a pair of pupils emitted a brilliant golden light, and a golden thread extended from the cat's forehead to the tip of the tail, looming in a body of black fur as black as thick ink.

I saw the black cat pacing around in the middle of the road, as if hesitating about something, and then ...... It is very humane to stand upright, and a piece of paper appears with a shake of the tail, and the black cat uses its tail to hang the paper in front of him, and a pair of fine eyes will look at the map for a while, and look at the forest in front of him.

It's like thinking.

Then the black cat rolled the paper around its tail and paced forward step by step.

There seemed to be a transparent barrier in the mountain road, and after the black cat entered the barrier, it disappeared from the sight of Ning Shu and the others.

Behind the barrier, it was as if there was another world, a place that didn't belong in the red dust.

An eerie atmosphere pervaded.

Yuan Youtao was thinking about it, and after a while, he opened his mouth and scolded: "Fuck, I said, why does this cat look so familiar, isn't this the black cat in the Jinling Chengdong Academy?

"That's an enchantment?"

Ning Shu was not at all interested in whether Yuan Youtao had fed the cat or not.

"Yes. ”

"Did it just look at a map?"

"It should ...... Right. ”

"Didn't you say there were only two copies of the map?"

"There are only two parts that are complete, and the rest are fragments, and a few hundred people are combined to make one whole. ”

"You can only touch fish in troubled waters, and there are more people. ”

Yuan Youtao proudly patted Ning Shu's shoulder.

Shortly after the black cat entered, another person came in front of the mountain road.

A bald head.

The monk looked like he was in his twenties, dressed in a clean robe, barefoot, but without any scars, and the dead stones and branches on the mountain road did not affect him in any way.

In pristine condition.

It can be seen that this monk is also a powerful practitioner.

The barefoot monk, like the black cat before, took out a map and wandered along the mountain road for a while.

Then I saw him bow his head and smile slightly.

Then he lifted his feet and entered the barrier, and disappeared into the mountain road.