I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 161 Stone Stele
Following the map, Gu Yao and Lao Dao got lost.

"Old man, I told you that you don't know how to read a map."

The two fell into the forest, and Gu Yao complained, "Why don't you go back and drill the dog hole now?"

The old man turned his back and stared at the human skin map: "Impossible, how could this be going in the wrong direction?"

"But, at this place on the map, you should already be able to see the Wuqi River."

They are now in a dry forest on a low hill. At a glance, they are all gray and bare low tree trunks. On the map, this should be a valley, and the Wuqi River began to appear on the ground from here. .

The old Taoist turned the map over and over again, carefully read it several times, but still didn't believe it: "Impossible, this map is wrong."

Gu Yao tilted his head, walked over, and took the map from his hand: "This line should be the route of Wuqihe, and the Taoist himself should be a running dog."

"We flew all the way along the river in the air. In this section, it is bolded here. It should refer to the Wuqi River coming to the ground."

"If we're right, the hill we're on is this valley, and we should be able to see the river in front of us."

"So, old man, why don't you move this mountain away?"

The old Taoist snorted, and took Jiejian from his back: "Just make a hole and see if there is that special river below."

Holding the sword in both hands, he thrust Yun Qi fiercely into the ground, and a stream of sword energy went straight into the ground.

"then."

The old Taoist pulled out the sword and threw it to Gu Yao: "That's right, it's here."

"How do you say that?"

"Below is the Wuqi River. There is an error on the map."

Gu Yao blinked: "But if this is the case, where is that weird village and the thunderstorms that linger all year round? He said, walk along the Wuqi River. If there is only such a section of the Wuqi River, it should be this The sign of the house."

"Thunderstorms that linger all year round, it should be obvious."

The old man looked up at the sky: "It's weird, I'm getting more and more interested."

"Come on, let's walk on the ground and follow the map. It tells us to turn around, even the mountains, and run through them."

The old Taoist turned into an iron-headed baby, snatched the map from Gu Yao, stared at the map without raising his head, and walked forward with a hard head.

Along the way, nearly a hundred dead trees were broken and dozens of rocks were crushed, just like this rampage in the mountains and forests.

Fortunately, there are no big mountains blocking the way, and the route to take is mostly a trail between the peaks.

After walking for a while, white mist gradually formed in the mountains.

Gu Yao raised his head and looked at the sky, only to realize that three hours had passed unconsciously.

"Old man, wait, where are we now? It's getting dark."

The old Taoist stopped: "Strange, logically speaking, he should have passed through this village. Where did he go?"

"Huh? Has it passed?"

Gu Yao was shocked: "Then you still go forward?"

The old Taoist rolled his eyes: "I suspect that this map was made hundreds of years ago, so the terrain has changed, and these river villages cannot be found."

Gu Yao suddenly realized: "Then you are looking for another exit from this dog hole?"

The old Taoist nodded: "Yes, in fact, I was also wondering just now, why did this pheasant Taoist dig a dog hole?"

"Even if he is a mouse demon, it should be easier to walk up than to dig a hole."

Gu Yao interjected, "Either he was hunted down and didn't dare to show his face, or he couldn't find it, so he had to dig a hole in the ground?"

The old Taoist nodded: "Yes, it's a pity that you killed him too quickly, otherwise you wouldn't have to go to such trouble."

Sighing, he looked up at the surrounding mountains: "The exit of his dog hole should be near here,"

The two raised their heads and looked around.

"Should it be this mountain?"

Gu Yao raised his hand and pointed to a mountain peak on his right.

"why?"

"Up, left, down, south, left, west, right, east, according to the direction, this is it."

The old man said: "To identify the direction, don't you look at the sun?"

Having said that, his eyes glowed with white light, and he glanced carefully at the mountain that Gu Yao was pointing at.

"By the way, it seems that this is really the case. On the top of the mountain, there is a place where the same trees and weeds are piled up. You wait here. I will go and have a look and come back."

Gu Yao watched the old Taoist drift past, and he was idle, so he walked around to have a look.

But I didn't want to, in a flash, I saw a dragon's head half exposed and half hidden in the soil under the corner of a rock in the south.

When he became interested, he hurried over, squatted down, and dug down in the soil.

"It really is."

He reached out and dug a fist in the soil, revealing a neat and delicate bluestone dragon sculpture that was full of loess traces.

Immediately run the Golden Light Curse, forcefully break open the rocks pressing on it, and then dig out the map hard.

I don't know how long this digging took. When the old Taoist came back, he had dug more than half a foot into the ground.

"Old man, look, there is a stone tablet under here, and there is a sculpture of a dragon pattern on it. If it weren't for my sharp eyes, I wouldn't be able to see it."

This blue stone dragon carving is actually the head of a stele. After digging for a long time like this, Gu Yao can only see that there is a big stone stele underneath.

Now there is only one word on the stone tablet: "three".

The old Taoist nodded: "Come up, let me take this stele out of the soil."

Then he wrapped his hands in golden light and held them on the stone tablet: "Get up."

Nothing happened.

The stele does not move.

The old man tilted his head: "What the hell?"

Immediately rolled up the sleeves, changed direction and tied them up: "Get up!"

This time, it was obvious that he had used all his strength, his whole body was ignited with golden flames, the veins on his forehead were clenched, and his teeth were clenched.

Gu Yao looked at the old man's strength, and the ground under his feet was shaking, so he hurriedly stopped: "Old man, don't pull up the stele, this stele is unusual, don't lose your waist."

"What the hell? Why does this stele feel like it's connected to the veins of the earth?"

The old man felt that he couldn't hold back his face.

Gu Yao took out the robbery sword and jumped into the pit: "At first I was afraid of breaking the stele, but now you wait and watch me dig it out."

The old man took two steps back, watching him use Jie Jian as a shovel, and crazily threw it through the ground.

After a lot of hard work, the stele was finally revealed.

On the front is: the Three Officials and the Great Wuqi River.

On the back is: Jinlu Daochang.

At the bottom of the stele is a huge bluestone slab. Gu Yao dug for a long time, but he couldn't dig it out completely.

But only the part that was exposed had graphics drawn on it. Gu Yao compared it, and it was consistent with the human skin scroll in their hands.

"Old man, we did not go wrong. This map is too old. This stone tablet is buried in dust. At least a hundred years ago. It is estimated that the Wuqi River has been diverted."

"You guessed right before, Wuqi River should be called Wuqi River."

Gu Yao shouted excitedly.

The old Taoist nodded: "The Jinlu Taoist Temple is a place to worship the Three Officials. It seems that the Taoist is looking for this Taoist temple. The sign of this house is not a village, but the location of the Taoist temple."

There are three kinds of dojos, yellow talisman, golden talisman and jade talisman, and their effects are even more different.

"Come up first, let's continue to follow the map. This Taoist came underground. It seems that the Wuqi River may not have changed its course, but is hidden underground. Maybe we can see it if we go further."

That being said, there is little hope.

If there was a thunderstorm, he could already feel it from such a distance.

That being said, it's too late just to see the weather, so it's just a parent-child activity with Gu Yao on an adventure.

Gu Yao nodded, jumped out of the pit, followed the old man, and continued wandering in the mountains.

It seems that very few people come to this mountain forest.

It was very dark now, and when I looked around, it was pitch black, and I didn't see any living things.

The mountains are endless, as if they are all dead.

The dead wood is covered with night, and it turns into a ghost with teeth and claws. The mountains and mountains are connected, and the black shadows are scattered, like gods and demons lying on the ground ready to move.

And the fog that slowly rises from the mountains and gradually thickens has become a gauze that blocks their faces and blinds the eyes of passers-by.

As he was walking, the old man suddenly groaned, his tone agitated: "Wuqihe!"

"Ah? Found it?"

Gu Yao was in a daze, but now he woke up.

"No, this stele, Wuqihe."

It turned out that I saw a short road stele on the side of the road.

"The inscription on this stone tablet is Wuqi River, which means that the time should not be very long. Here, it should be the river that used to be."

"Yes, we did not go wrong, old man, come and clap your hands."

The master and apprentice became happy at once, and after being happy for a while, they continued to walk into the mist.

The diffuse mist slowly blocked the night and half of the moon.

The surroundings were no longer so deadly silent, but the sound of insects slowly came out.

It's just that the sound of insects is erratic, and I don't know where it is.

Gu Yao followed the old man, and suddenly noticed that sweet and greasy smell appeared, and his heart was shocked: "Old man, this smell, Wuqi River is nearby."

Immediately passed the old road, smelled the smell, and walked forward.

Seeing him like this, the old Taoist chuckled, put away Pitu, and followed closely behind him.

The ground under his feet gradually softened and turned into silt.

The fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, and his clothes were soaked unconsciously.

Gu Yao smelled the smell, stepped forward step by step, walked through the dead woods, and walked through a narrow passage.

Suddenly, a sound of thunder came to his ears.

"Old man, listen, this thunder, thunder!"

Under the thunder, there was the faint sound of water flowing.

The Wuqi River was just ahead, Gu Yao shouted happily.

The old man was not as happy as he was, but looked back thoughtfully.

The two of them walked forward a few more steps, the thunder became clearer, and at the same time, the sweet smell became stronger and stronger.

Another few steps forward, the white mist suddenly dissipated.

Under the darkness, a desolate and secluded small village appeared in front of my eyes.

Bright red lanterns hang in front of the door, looking from a distance, it seems to be suspended in the night.

If it weren't for these lanterns, Gu Yao would definitely think that this is a deserted village.

"Old Daoist, something is really wrong with this village."

The eerie red light of the lantern, coupled with the dilapidated and ancient quiet village, seemed to say something strange was written at the door.

He turned around and looked, behind him was a big cave, filled with white mist, but there seemed to be an invisible window at the entrance of the cave, blocking them inside the cave.

Turning around, there were bursts of thunder and flashes of thunder in the sky, but there was no raindrops, and there was no sound in the weird small village, and there was no one person or domestic animal.

At the foot, there is a cliff, and the fragrant Wuqi River at the bottom flows quietly around the village.

The old man took a step forward: "Since we're here, let's go and have a look, let's go, let's enter the village."

(End of this chapter)