Chapter 155: Blending into Maoshan Mountain

Fang Xiaoli lowered her head, worried that the Maoshan faction would come to retaliate.

But he heard another person: "I heard that famous gangs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have received invitations. ”

"No matter what it is, it's going to be lively now. ”

"Boss, let's go to Maoshan this time, you have to show off your newly practiced sword skills, so as to promote the prestige of our Baohua Mountain. ”

"Brother, I will do my best. ”

"Our Baohua Mountain, under the leadership of the boss, will definitely be able to prosper and prosper and prosper. ”

"Come, come, a bowl of respect to the boss. ”

After Fang Xiaoli and the two finished eating, she didn't want to listen to the four of them blowing the conch anymore, so she got up and went back to the room. Walking up the stairs, I could still hear the noise of the four of them,

"Everyone should hurry up, July 10 is not a few days away. ”

"Yes, yes, it's late, but it's not lively. ”

When she came to the room, Xiao Ling knew that Fang Xiaoli was a person who joined in the fun, and smiled at her: "Childe, are you going to Maoshan?"

"I want to go, I'm afraid that the Maoshan faction will seek revenge on us, and I won't throw myself into the net if I go. ”

"Gangs from all over Jiangsu and Zhejiang are going, it doesn't seem to be looking for us. ”

Fang Xiaoli scratched Xiao Ling's nose with her index finger and said with a smile: "It turns out that you, a little girl, want to go." ”

The two fought for a while, and Fang Xiaoli said sadly: "But Miss Yang doesn't come back, how can we go, it's all my fault." We'd rather not watch the excitement than wait for Miss Yang to come back. ”

"Maybe I'll be back tonight. Doesn't she want her parcel, her horse?"

But until it was dark, Yang Jing didn't come back.

When she was sleeping at night, Fang Xiaoli also deliberately went downstairs to tell the shopkeeper that Miss Yang was back, and she must tell them.

The next day, when they got up, the two went downstairs, and the shopkeeper greeted them and said with a smile: "Miss Yang came back last night." ”

Fang Xiaoli said angrily: "Didn't I tell you, she came back and told us?"

The shopkeeper said, "As soon as she comes back, I will go upstairs and tell you, but she stopped me and said, I will tell you, and she will burn down my shop." I ......"

Fang Xiaoli waved her hand and said, "Forget it, forget it." She didn't tell you to say anything, did she?"

"Nope. But you won't tell me to tell you. ”

Fang Xiaoli asked, "Is she coming back to pick up the package and the horse?"

"Yes, I took the things, didn't stay for a moment, and left overnight. ”

Fang Xiaoli muttered: "She really hates me and doesn't want to see me, but I miss her very much!"

Xiao Ling said: "Childe, don't worry about her anymore, let's go too, maybe, she is still waiting for us in front." ”

Fang Xiaoli said: "I hope, I always feel that I hurt her." ”

"How can you say that, it was her father who hurt her. ”

The two went back to the room, packed up the package, went downstairs, settled the bill, led the horse out of the backyard, walked out of the store, turned on the horse, and beat the horse towards the southeast.

On the way, I inquired about the approximate location of Maoshan Mountain, and with a whip of the horse, I galloped towards Maoshan Mountain.

Walking to the foot of Maoshan Mountain, there are already many characters in the rivers and lakes, coming and going, with different costumes and accents, most of them are rough, there are also some characters with a gentle appearance, and occasionally there are a few handsome gentlemen. The gang leader took three or four people from his gang, talking and laughing all the way, and walked straight to Maoshan Mountain. Some of the helpers knew each other, so they stretched out their hands, shook each other, and with affectionate expressions, held hands, and went up the mountain together. The mountain road is full of visitors of all colors, and it seems that this time can be regarded as a grand event.

Fang Xiaoli and the others were afraid that they would arrive on Maoshan early, and their lives would be a little inconvenient, so they found a small hotel to live in at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

Stayed overnight.

On the second day, I got up early, and it was the 10th of July.

Fang Xiaoli and the two of them finished breakfast, and each of them touched the ashes of the pot on their faces, which were darker than last time, pulled down a lock of hair, blocked some faces, and sent the horses in the small inn, and the two of them took their swords and walked towards Maoshan Mountain.

Maoshan is a famous Taoist mountain, known as: "the first blessed land, the eighth cave heaven" reputation. Legend has it that the three Mao brothers of Shaanxi came to this mountain in the Western Han Dynasty, practiced alchemy, and then became immortals and became the ancestors of Maoshan Taoism. The Maoshan faction has a far-reaching influence in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and has a wide range of believers. The peaks and peaks on Maoshan Mountain are stacked, the forest is dense, the clear spring is waterfall, the clouds and mist are swirling, and the beauty is like a fairyland.

Walking to the mountain gate, there were two small Taoist priests guarding the door, and some visitors had gone up the mountain one after another. Fang Xiaoli and the two did not have a hero post in their hands, and when they saw a large group of people coming, they followed behind and rushed towards the mountain gate. The little Taoist priest was snobbish, smiled forward, and said, "Master Ren, please, the family teacher also mentioned you this morning, and said that you should also arrive today." ”

The owner of the village is a wealthy family in Jintan County, in his forties, but his white face is bluish, thinking that he is overworked at night, he often communicates with the head of Maoshan Road, only to hear him laugh and say: "Baiyun Road Chief, where is it now?"

"There are a lot of guests on the mountain, and his old man is busy in the Wanshou Palace. ”

A group of people walked towards the mountain, Fang Xiaoli and the two lowered their heads, followed closely behind, and mixed into the mountain gate.

The Maoshan Assembly was held after lunch.

When Fang Xiaoli and the two of them mixed into the mountain, it was still early, and the sun was still in the east, so the two of them came to Maoshan for the first time, so they slowed down and went around with some tourists.

The sun rises, the warm sun shines, the time sequence autumn, the trees on the mountain are verdant, still like summer, fortunately the mountain is cool, not hot. There are many Taoist courtyards on the mountain, the red wall is flying pavilion, the momentum is magnificent, and there is really the atmosphere of the immortal family. The two of them visited several large Taoist temples, and their eyes were too busy to take care of them.

To the left, walk up a small mountain road, see a cave in front of the cliff, walk closer, the door of the cave is written "Huayang Cave", there is a Taoist priest at the entrance of the cave is telling hexagrams. Fang Xiaoli and the two took advantage of his inattention, slipped into the cave, there was no candle in the cave, and by the light of the cave entrance, they walked in, the inside was not very wide, and after walking more than a dozen steps, the scenery inside was blurred, so they had to walk out, this is a cave house cultivated by the ancestor of the Maoshan faction.

The two walked towards Da Mao Peak, and after a few mountain gates, they saw a group of people coming from the side of the cliff, thinking that there was also a fun scenery there, so they walked in with the people.

There was a col with a pavilion and a group of people standing. The two walked over, but saw a pool next to the pavilion, against the cliff, and the pavilion was written with Xike Spring. A group of people stood by the spring, their eyes staring straight at the surface of the spring.

The two approached the person and looked at the spring, which was deep and blue, and there was nothing peculiar. But I heard an old Taoist priest on the side say: "If I clap my hands a few times, this spring will bubble." ”

"Shhhh "It's as if some people don't believe it.

The old road "pa", even clapped a few times, everyone stretched their necks to look at the spring, there was no slightest change, "papapa", the old road clapped a few more times, there was no trace of wind around, everyone held their breath, but a few bubbles came out of the spring,

"Huh......" someone opened his mouth, as if he didn't believe it.

On the surface of the spring, a few more strings of bubbles appeared, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen more strings of bubbles came out one after another.

"Wow......" Some people were surprised.

One of the sharp voices said: "What's strange about this, it must be that the Taoist chief slapped and alarmed the old turtle under the water, and the bubbles it spit out came up."

The old man glanced at him, did not speak, "pa......" slap sound again and again, and then the whole spring surface bubbled up, like boiling a pot of boiling water, the snow waves rolled, spraying beads and splashing jade, spraying more than a few inches high. This spectacle can't help but make people amazed, and the previous doubter is speechless.