Lishui out of the Yanghai Mountain, surrounded by mountains, the bamboo sea is boundless. The water surface is quiet, and there are countless swimming fish, meandering and flowing like a jade belt, which can be described as a fairyland in the painting.

However, these picturesque landscapes for literati and artists to enjoy are long gone. As far as the eye can see, the waves on the river are monstrous, and the turbid torrent sweeps across the two banks. Even if you want to pass through this river, you are trembling and walking on thin ice.

I only heard the people in Xing'an County say that at the beginning of the thirteenth year of the Yuan Ding of the Great Liang River, a dragon came to the Longtang River, one of the tributaries of the Li River. Therefore, he stirred up trouble and disturbed the peace of the people on both sides of the strait.

Twenty or thirty years have passed, and this evil dragon has not changed, but it has a tendency to become more and more troublesome. From time to time, dark clouds will be on the river, and the wind will be fierce, and I don't know how many fishermen on this water are buried in this Li River.

Although the people can't fight the evil dragon, of course, they will not let it do this, there are county orders and gentry in Xing'an County, and they have invited Taoist priests and monks several times to help them get rid of this evil dragon.

However, this evil dragon road is really not shallow, and with the geographical advantages of the Li River, several battles have not been defeated. It is precisely because of the provocations that it has been annoyed even more, and it has become more and more careless in its actions, and it has become more commonplace to lift boats and eat people.

There is a town in Xing'an County near the Li River called Changle Town. There is a small hill in the town, and there is a Taoist temple on the mountain, the Taoist temple is not big, and it is not famous, but there are two Taoist priests in the temple.

These two Taoist priests are brothers, and the tall, thin, white-bearded old Taoist priest is the senior brother, and the Taoist name is Minwen. The short, fat-faced middle-aged Taoist priest is a junior disciple named Min Yu.

"Senior brother, do you really want to fight this evil dragon? It's not shallow, it didn't kill Jackie Chan, but put his life into it!"

The fat Taoist priest Min Yu sat on the futon, sighed, picked up the dark yellow wine gourd, opened the lid, and raised his head to take a sip. But after only taking a small sip, he handed the wine gourd to his senior brother Minwen.

To be honest, I really don't blame him for being stingy, it's really because this Taoist temple is too dilapidated and there is no incense. In the early years, without the evil dragon, the people of Changle Town could still get by, but they also patronized their Taoist temple for a long time.

As this day became more and more difficult, the life of their brothers and sisters was not easy, no, even eating and drinking became a problem.

The old Taoist priest Min Wen closed his eyes and stared, and did not accept the wine gourd, and suddenly his lips moved slightly: "Senior brother, do you remember how many days we have been in Changle Town?"

Min Yu tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's been almost twenty-three or four years, why does Senior Brother have this question, are you ready to leave this place?"

Min Wen shook his head, looked at the continuous autumn rain outside the house, and the muddy courtyard, and asked, "Do you know when the evil dragon has been in trouble?"

Min Yu's face was shocked, his narrowed eyes tried to widen, and he stared at Min Wen and said, "Senior brother, if I remember correctly, it should have been not long after we came here, right?"

Min Wen stood up suddenly, his eyes burst into divine light, and his body that was already like dead wood burst out with a powerful momentum, and even Min Yu, who had been with him for decades, was shocked.

He really couldn't imagine that this senior brother who hunted ghosts, told fortunes, and cheated a little money was really capable.

"Senior brother, you're really here~!"

"Yes, the time has come, and it's time to take back the net that was cast!"

Min Wen ignored the rain outside the house, and walked straight out of the Taoist temple, the smoke and rain were slightly blank, and the green shirt and Taoist robe were wet.

Min Yu looked at his senior brother in surprise, as if he only knew him today, he was just a halfway monk, how could he know Min Wen's Taoism.

"Senior brother, where are we going?"

"Don't ask, just follow me. ”

The green mountain path is full of muddy branches and fallen leaves, and it is extremely dilapidated. But looking down from the mountain, I saw the depressed Changle Town, with broken walls and broken tiles, and no pedestrians.

Min Wen led the way in front, and followed the trail down the mountain, all the way to Changle Town. But before he could go any further, he turned into an alley, which was overgrown with weeds, and there was barely a path trodden by people, and at the end of the road was an old tiled house.

Min Yu followed behind and sniffled, but he smelled a smell of vegetable oil.

"Senior brother, isn't this the oil mill in Changle Town, what are you doing here?"

Min Yu really doesn't understand, if you talk about it, the oil mill is also a place where the people of the town can survive. If you want to squeeze rapeseed out oil, you have to come here, but it has been used a lot less in the past two years.

The oil mill is very dilapidated, and there is still a plaque of "oil mill" hanging on the door, but there is one nail missing, and some are crooked. The room is large, but it is a through-room, and the inside is supported by pillars.

Min Wen pushed open the broken door, and what he saw was an oil press tube. The press drum is hewn from an ancient tree that is hundreds of years old, and it is difficult for both of them to hold it, and it is nearly two feet long. The inside of the press chamber is hollowed, and both ends are inlaid with iron hoops to prevent the drum from breaking.

"Senior brother, I still don't understand what you mean by bringing me here?

"Come here and see if these two hoops can be cleaned up, it's all up to them. Min Wen gently stroked the iron hoop on the head of the press cylinder, as if he was touching some treasure.

Min Yu also stretched out his fat hand and touched it, only to feel a coolness soaking people's hearts, except for a little brightness, it was no different from ordinary iron hoops. The gossip bronze mirror still has an inscription, but there is nothing to see on it.

"Senior brother, you said that this thing can really catch the evil dragon, why don't I believe it!"

Min Wen didn't explain much, and pointed like a sword, pointing at the iron hoop, only to see a pair of iron hoops immediately untied from the press cylinder.

"It took me a lot of effort to make this pair of iron hoops, thousands of catties of iron ore into such a pair of small hoops, do you think it's simple?" Min Wen groped for the iron hoop carefully, and said: "But it's not the most difficult thing to build it, it's the most important thing to store it in this oil mill, nourish your energy, and achieve merit for decades." ”

Min Yu looked puzzled: "Merit? This pair of iron hoops can also have merit?"

Of course, there is a cloud in the "Book of Rites": those who have merit to the people will increase the law of the land. As long as it is meritorious to the common people, it can be counted as merit, and how many people have squeezed oil and lived for this pair of iron hoops, how can they not have merit?

Min Yu was overjoyed: "Really? So, wouldn't we be sure of victory." If we can really kill that evil dragon, our senior brothers will be famous and rich. ”

Min Wen sighed when he heard this: "Senior brother, fame and fortune are mundane things after all, why should you value it so much? Chasing the Jindan Avenue and seeking longevity for a long time is the right way!"

"Senior brother, I am pursuing the desire of the mouth, but I have no interest in the cold way of immortality. I've had enough days like this a long time ago, I just hope that my senior brother can make a name for himself, and I can follow a little light!" Min Yu's sad face was gone, and his chubby face was full of smiles.

Min Wen sighed secretly: "Sure enough, people follow their path, don't force it!"