Although the previous road was a little tiring, it was not difficult to walk, and in less than ten minutes after walking out of the God of Wealth Temple, he turned into a fork in the road and continued to walk up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After climbing a short stretch of gravel path, I saw a step leading to the mountain, each stone step was carved out of a whole stone block, less than a meter long, wide and high, some less than 20 centimeters wide, or even only 10 centimeters wide.

Fortunately, I was wearing boots, but I was tired of climbing, and I wore double flip-flops, and I sweated a little under my feet, and I slipped on the steep and narrow stone steps.

But the little Taoist priest who walked at the back didn't seem to be so laborious, and he didn't say anything, and often stood down and looked at us and laughed.

After walking for about half an hour, my old man and I were tired and sweaty, although there was wind on the mountain, but we still sweated, and once again felt what it was hearty...

Walking through a section of stone steps leading to the mountain, and a serpentine gravel path, I always gave my feet slippery, thanks to the trekking pole, otherwise I don't know how many times I would have rolled down.

After a small turn, there were melons, fruits and vegetables planted on the side of the road, and the old man suddenly saw that his eyes lit up, regardless of whether there was anyone guarding, he dug a few cucumbers with thorns on the top of the vegetable field, rubbed them a few times on his body, chewed them with a click, walked out of the vegetable field, and handed me another one. I'm also thirsty, and I can't care if this behavior is good or not, let's quench my thirst first.

The little Taoist priest laughed on the side, and when he saw this, he said vaguely: "Hey, what are you laughing at, is it so interesting to eat a cucumber?"

"Xiaodao is not laughing at Hu Daoyou for eating cucumbers, but I feel that Hu Daoyou is chic and natural, uninhibited!"

"That's!" the old Taoist priest praised himself, and couldn't help but be proud again, and the strength to bite the cucumber increased, and the cucumber dregs flew sideways with a click.

According to the introduction of the little Taoist, everything in the temple is almost self-sufficient, the vegetables of the four seasons have to be solved by themselves, it is naturally easy to say in summer, you can eat whatever you plant, but in winter you have to rely on the storage of some cabbage, potatoes, radishes and other vegetables that are not easy to spoil to survive the winter, and ordinary families in the northeast, although the government also supplies regularly, but most of them are grain, and there are only three masters and apprentices in the temple, which is easy to deal with.

Speaking and then came to the Yuantong view, the overall feeling is not the kind of grand atmosphere of the Buddhist temple, a few quaint brick and tile cottages, located in the middle of the mountainside, and the surrounding bluestone ancient pines are also commensurate, I can't help but think of Tao Yuanming's rural fence garden, not competing for fame and fortune with the world, secluded with the mountain leisurely, can't help but write a poem casually.

"Wander deep into the mountains and enter the Tao family, half-cover the narrow path of firewood and chrysanthemum. Nanshan is still leisurely, and the new main court is mulberry. ”

"I said, Nangong, Nangong!"

"Huh?" I was still immersed in a poetic feeling, and I was reminded by the old man that I woke up again.

"A teacher who retreats from the second line, what is there to drag, climb a mountain and write a poem!"

I gave a white look, smiled at the little Taoist, and walked into the round doorway, everyone is open to the mountain gate, but the Yuantongguan in front of me is the door is wide open, and there is a gray pillar in the middle, and the pillar is wrapped with a loose gray cloth, what is this rule?

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, when I got closer, I found that there was a pair of cloth shoes with black faces and white soles pressed under these two pillars.

My height is more than 1.8 meters, but I still have to look up his head, let alone nearly two meters tall. It turned out that he was too tall and didn't see his head in the doorway, plus he was too thin, so I mistook him for a pillar...

"Lie down, who is this, so high, what are you doing with a pestle?" asked him, tilting his head.

Seeing this tall and thin Taoist priest reminds me of a scene, just after the rain in autumn, a dog urine moss straightened its waist and broke out of the ground with a small head, I can't help but be a little funny...

"This is my junior brother, Tai Chang!"

"yes, that's a long time!" said Lao Xiang, squinting at Tae-tsune's little head.

"No, Daoist friends are joking, my junior brother's Taoist name is Taichang!"

"It's too long, why is this eating so long?"

Taoist Taichang had a wooden expression, and did not have any attitude towards the strange eyes of me and Lao Zhi, and said to Taoist Taiping: "Master is waiting inside, let me come to greet Senior Brother!"

Taoist Taiping nodded, and then led us through another doorway, and walked to another courtyard, and entered the small courtyard, only to see that the ground was full of shredded eggplant, shredded beans, and shredded radish, some of which had been dried and some were still freshly cut. This is also a way to store winter vegetables in the Northeast, take it out in winter and soak it in boiling water, stir-fry some shredded meat, stew chicken, and have another flavor.

At this time, Fang Yuan Dao Leader walked out of the wing room, with a smile on his face: "You are here?"

Daoist Fang Yuan was originally the deputy head of Taoism, located above the Bafang Sect, and co-hosted the trivial affairs of the Daoist sect with Zhong Ion, which can be described as a high authority. But the strange thing is that the Daomen has always only had these two deputy sect leaders, and the position of the sect leader has been vacant until now, and he has also asked his grandfather, but his grandfather just sighed and did not explain much.

When I saw Daoist Fang Yuan, I immediately replied, "How did Dao Elder know that we would come?"

"Hahaha... Fate! Taiping Taichang, make tea!"

"Hey, I said long, you really know how to name your apprentices, the short ones are called Taiping, and the tall ones are called too long, if there is another fat apprentice, will you call them too wide?"

Daoist Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Hahaha, the virtuous grandson really didn't lose to Hu Guangcheng back then!"

"Hey, I said old man, he's quite old and likes to take advantage, who is your grandson!"

"Then Hu Guangcheng is your grandfather?"

Lao Qi sat on the steps, glanced at Fang Yuan Dao Chang and said, "There is a name, my name is Hu Qi, why is it so smelly!"

Seeing that the elder didn't buy it, he didn't get angry, he stroked his beard more than an inch long and said: "This Tai Fei Tai, my two apprentices were originally the two orphans I picked up when I went out to return to the Taoist temple, and their faces were originally people with a humble life, so the poor Dao took the word "Tai", the head of the five mountains, as the generation, and took the natural ordinariness of the Tao as the number, hoping that its cultivation should be in harmony, so it is Taiping and Taichang, not what the two think..."

I was dumbfounded for a while, it turned out to be like this, and I thought that this number came from height.

Lao Zhi also laughed dryly, watching Tai Ping Tai often take out a solid wood square table, three wooden piers, and took out a set of tea sets, one tall and one short, one flat and one long, hehe... The old Taoist priest is really good at picking up children.

Sitting on a wooden pier, drinking freshly brewed tea.

At noon, the mountain fog recedes, and at a glance you can see the mountains in the distance, the trees are verdant, the cicadas are singing and the crows are crying, and the greenery is full of greenery, which is a treasure land with quiet scenery.

Daoist Fang Yuan looked at me and Hu Qi with a smile and said, "What are the specific plans for this trip?"

"What is the plan or not, what kind of tea do you drink here without eating at noon, and there is no tea at all, can you be full of small talk?"

I pestle Lao Qi with my arm hard, and the other party Yuan Dao Chang smiled apologetically, turned his head and glared at Lao Yu and scolded: "You bear with it, what so much nonsense, press the door on your mouth!"

"Hehe... The Taoist temple has two meals in winter and summer, so it doesn't take care of the two virtuous grandchildren!" After speaking, he shouted to Taiping in the front yard: "Taiping, prepare a meal for the two!"

"Yes, Master!"

Lao gave a few more sips of tea, probably thinking that we were boring to talk, so he staggered out slowly, either to pick cucumbers again, or to the front yard to find Taiping and them.

I said to the other round chief: "When it comes to planning or something, grandpa didn't say anything similar before leaving, just said don't look at your heart, the Tao is natural, so there is no more exact place to go for the time being, since it is to worship the mountain to find a teacher, then go to some famous mountains and rivers, Zhong Ling Shenxiu place, maybe you will come across it!"

"Hmm..."Fang Yuandao let out a long hum and continued: "Cultivation is both heart cultivation, and in the end, there is a Tao in the heart, so it can be regarded as a little small!"

"If there is a way in my heart, can I achieve a little bit of success? I have always had a way in my heart, when will I be able to achieve a little bit of success?"

Daoist Fang Yuan laughed, and did not answer my question, but looked into the distance and stopped talking.

Fang Yuan Dao Chang is a Taoist power, the Tao should be different from what I think, grandpa used to often say a sentence "The Tao is not learned, but used", what others say is only other people's experience, useful to others, but not necessarily to themselves, only through their own exploration of this process is the most important. ”

Maybe it was also the first time to come to the mountainous area, and it was the golden autumn of September, the sky was high and refreshing, and I didn't want to leave for a while, so I asked Fang Yuan Dao Chang if he had a place to live, and planned to stay for a few more days, Fang Yuan Dao Chang smiled and said: "The monks in the world are their own family, so they want to stay as long as they want!"

I was thrilled to hear it, at least I could stay in the place I liked, I was happy to think about it, and I was looking forward to it.

After chatting with Daoist Fang Yuan for a few more words, Lao Yu walked in from the outer courtyard, holding a tomato in his hand, and said as he walked: "Taiping said that the meal is ready, let's eat here when it's not hot!"

I nodded yes, and got up to help pick up the bowls, but when I walked into the kitchen, I was rejected by the Tai Chang, who was even more stupid than a fool: "Master said that you are guests, I should come to pick up the dishes, you are not allowed to touch them!"

Lao Zhi Leng snorted, didn't know what to mutter, and walked out, I also said thank you with an embarrassed face, and then walked back to the backyard.

Four dishes and one soup are served, stir-fried mushrooms, stir-fried cucumber slices with tomatoes, stewed gourd with potatoes, eggplant in sauce, and a loofah soup.

Two stir-fried and two stewed in a bowl of soup, and all the vegetables grown on the roadside were brought to the table...

The staple food is, of course, what to eat, two boiled sweet potatoes and a small pot of white rice. Look at its dishes are still very appetizing, the most valuable thing is that this is a complete mountain green food, no chemical fertilizers and no pesticides, although the home is also naturally green, but the vegetables here are all grown on the mountain, breathe the fresh air above, the taste is definitely different!

Lao Yu couldn't wait to fill the meal, and was just about to put his mouth down, but seeing that the three masters and apprentices didn't mean to eat together, he couldn't help but saliva and asked, "That... You're welcome, let's eat together!"

I saw that there were only two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks on the table, as if I didn't intend to eat with us at all, and I also cast an inquiring glance at the three masters and apprentices.

Tai Ping smiled at this and said, "Master and we are used to two meals a day, so you can eat." ”

"Master said that cultivators should eat and live regularly, so they can't eat!"

Lao Yu took a bite of the sweet potato, squinted at Tai Chang and said: "It seems to be noble, I don't have so many rules, I eat when I'm hungry, sleep when I'm sleepy, I'm too tired to live, and I won't accept it when I die!"

I coughed lightly, signaled Lao Zhi not to talk nonsense, after a few words, the sweet potato that Lao gave was gone, picked up my one and said to himself: "Nangong is too thin, I don't eat much, and the rest is a waste, I'll help you eliminate half of it." ”

Before I could react, I broke off half of the sweet potato in my hand, leaving only a small tail and put it in my bowl, I was speechless for a while, but because there were three Fang Yuan masters and apprentices next to me, it was not easy to snatch it back, so I could only say a few words of thanks, and then ate it awkwardly...

Not to mention, Taiping's cooking skills are really good, salty and light, the only fly in the ointment is that most of the meals were robbed by the old rice bucket, and complained that my recent meal volume has risen, robbed his share, I can only smile on my lips, I don't want to say anything...