Chapter 1, Section 16, Chiyou Temple 016

Chiyou Temple

The weather in late autumn was really unpredictable, and the sun was still high and warm, but now it was gray clouds, windy winds, dusty and yellow leaves hovering on the hard road. There was a chill all over his body. Passers-by also curled up their heads sideways to resist the cold wind, and walked with difficulty.

Hu Xuefei sat on the horse and was also confused by the sand for a while, hurriedly jumped off the horse to avoid the wind and rubbed his eyes, and took out a leather horse clip from the package and put it on. I've been walking for most of the day, and people are tired and sleepy, so it's time to take a break and eat something. Hu Xuefei looked for a clean place that could be sheltered from the wind, tied the horse, first fed the horse some dry food and water, and then sat on a raised stone to use something.

Hu Xuefei couldn't stop looking around, and found that everything here was extremely strange, and the things were clearly distinguished, and the differences were very great:

The green hills in the west are spreading, the mist is rising, and the birds are flying, like a painting; in the east, the fields are stacked on top of each other, extremely empty, gray and hazy, and the sparse trees are also withered and there are few left, and occasionally there are a few huts that are also dwarf and live like turtles lying there, so barren that you can not let alone see a human figure.

Hu Xuefei is also wondering in his heart, it seems that he has not met one or two people on the road after walking for a day today, and he doesn't know where he is.

An old man staggered over with a cane in his hand, smiling and wanting to rest here to catch his breath.

Hu Xuefei hurriedly gave way to each other, stepped forward to help the old man sit down, and offered the dry food he carried with him.

The old man thanked him again and again.

The old man glanced at Hu Xuefei and said with a smile: "The baby is not a local descendant, and the local area will not produce such a smart and handsome person!"

Hu Xuefei blushed and smiled: "What the old man said is that the kid is really not a local!"

The old man glanced into the distance, sighed, and said, "The young baby came to this place, isn't the father and mother of the family distressed? Hey, this river and lake are sinister, who can understand and debate right and wrong?"

Hu Xuefei glanced at his long sword on the horse's back, and said with a smile: "Your old man is really like the sky." The boy's parents died early, and the boy came to visit his relatives and friends on the orders of his master! Dare to ask the old man how far is it from the Nanling Tomb?"

The old man knocked on the ground with his cane and said with a smile: "This is already in the territory of Nanling, but I don't know where Wa'er is going, and Wa'er doesn't seem to be on the right path!"

Hu Xuefei was stunned for a moment, and was stunned in confusion: Where are he going? He himself does not know.

The old man ran out of dry food, took his crutches and pointed to a barren mountain in the distance and said: "Baby, have you ever seen a conspicuous barren mountain there, at the foot of the barren mountain, there is a river that has been trickling for thousands of years, and this river has spread hundreds of miles away, and no one can know how far its twists and turns are coiled!

In the distance of the winding road, there was a red barren hill between the verdant green mountains, and there was a lonely house on the top of the mountain, all of which were very eye-catching.

The old man looked back and took a good look at Hu Xuefei, smiled slightly, and said, "Child, this is a river between life and death!"

This Hu Xuefei was also stunned when he heard about the "Dirty Dragon River", but he was also a little surprised, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly; he Hu Xuefei had heard of the Dirty Dragon Pool, one of the four forbidden places in the world, and the Dirty Dragon River must be the world-famous Dirty Dragon Pool in front of him. Hu Xuefei nodded, maybe this is the place he wants to find? Hu Xuefei thinks that he doesn't know right and wrong enough.

The old man sighed again and said, "Looking at the baby's expression, it seems that I have been prepared for coming here, but I am worried about the old man!"

A gust of wind rose, the sky was full of dust, and the sky became more and more gloomy.

The old man struggled to get up.

Hu Xuefei hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

The old man patted Hu Xuefei's hand approvingly, pointed to the barren mountain and said: "It's not early, look at this old man seems to be going to rain, this is not a place to stay for a long time, the baby should hurry up and find a good place to stay in the road; otherwise, there will be no comfortable place to live in the evening; however, look at that mountain, there is a temple of Chiyou, although it is dilapidated, it can also be used to shelter from the wind and rain when it is difficult, and to avoid evil spirits and ghosts." However, the baby must remember not to cross the dirty dragon river, otherwise a catastrophe will come!" said the old man.

Hu Xuefei bowed down and thanked the old man, and the old man smiled and walked away.

Hu Xuefei was not in a hurry to go, not to mention that he didn't know where he was going, he only knew that he was going to Nanling. Now that he is in Nanling, only God knows what to do next, so it is better to avoid the coming rain first, and then talk about it tonight.

Hu Xuefei thought about it, hurriedly untied the horse, flew on the horse, and galloped towards the barren mountain. However, there was still no figure on this empty road, and even the old man was gone! Hu Xuefei was stunned and stopped, and after a good search back and forth, the old man was still nowhere to be seen.

Hu Xuefei smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said in his heart that this old man speaks mysteriously, and he is also very secretive in doing things and walking, where in this world are there so many things that cannot be seen by people! Hu Xuefei lifted the reins and urged the horse to run forward.

After climbing the barren mountain and not entering the Chiyou Temple, Hu Xuefei was still leading the horse, and it rained heavily. In the blink of an eye, he Hu Xuefei was drenched like a chicken in soup, but fortunately, the temple was in front of him. This mountain road is muddy and slippery, it is really difficult to walk, and by the time Hu Xuefei and the horse entered the Chiyou Temple, the people and animals were already sweating and tired.

Hu Xuefei took a closer look at this temple, fortunately, the temple is not dilapidated as the old man said, not only is there no leakage, but the side rooms on both sides are also full of dry firewood, and it can be seen that this is a place where people often live temporarily, but it is just deserted now or today.

Hu Xuefei first put down the horse and respectfully worshiped the statue of Chiyou, who had already seen the incomplete color, and then lit a fire next to the statue to roast clothes.

The wind and rain outside were so strong that the temple door was constantly clanging, and the flames were also erratic, so that the sparks flew wildly; Hu Xuefei was even more cold and shivering; he got up and closed the temple door, and took a wooden stick to hold the door up.

Hu Xuefei was relieved to change into dry clothes inside and out, and his long hair was left behind when he was wet, and his body was exposed, Hu Xuefei turned out to be his daughter! Hu Xuefei put his soaked clothes on the fire to bake, and he ate something on the fire, then curled his legs and shoulders and looked at the flames, and his handsome face was full of tears after a while. When her hair was dry, Hu Xuefei hurriedly recombed it in the mirror, and deliberately dressed up to restore her handsome appearance.

Hu Xuefei carried the package containing the silver taels and a change of clothes on his shoulder, and put the long sword and dry food and water bag next to the fire.

The wet clothes dried quickly.

It was dark outside, and the rain was still falling vigorously, and the wind and rain had no intention of stopping; perhaps because of the height of the mountain, the sound of the wind and rain outside sounded particularly alarming, extraordinarily worrying, and extraordinarily long.

Hu Xuefei held back his tears, poured the ashes from the incense burner in the temple, went outside to get the rain for the horses, ate something for himself, and sat silently by the fire, looking at the mighty Chiyou God in front of him through the flames, and had a lot of thoughts.

At some point, there were a few low roars outside the door, and the black horse in the temple became extremely irritable and restless, panting and desperately trying to break free; Hu Xuefei was also shocked, hurriedly grabbed his sword, hid behind the door, and quietly listened to the movement outside.

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