Plane hunting

Chapter 468 Entrusted by the Mountain God

Seeing the old monk Baiyun pass out, Huang Shaohong shook his head amusedly and angrily, what kind of monk is this, why does he look even worse than himself.

Why do you refine it with blood essence, what do you do to harm the world, do you want to be so exaggerated?

Who can't see that this 'Xinghuang Xiaoqi' is a magic weapon, if it is stained with your blood, I'm afraid it will be refined by you and recognized as the master, and it will be used by yourself.

And what made Huang Shaohong feel the most funny was that the old monk Baiyun was clearly on the verge of fainting, but he relied on his willpower to keep himself from fainting, and he just wanted to take advantage of this 'Xinghuang Xiaoqi'.

How greedy is this!

I don't know how the old monk cultivated such a pure Dharma, I was really puzzled.

Huang Shaohong turned his head and looked into the big pit that was smashed out by the rat demon before. The gravel at the bottom of the pit was covered with black scorched marks, which were obviously traces of lightning strikes.

Looking towards the temple gate again, he saw that the doors and windows of the mountain temple had been shattered without a trace, only a lot of charred and broken wood remained on the ground.

Thinking of the time when the tribulation thunder that seemed to have the power of destroying the world, if there hadn't been a mountain god to show up to resist, with the speed of thunder and lightning, maybe he would have been hit by Chi Yu before he could summon his pet in time.

Huang Shaohong felt that although he could be resurrected, and the mountain god blocked the robbery mostly for self-protection, but he is the kind of person who treats me well and I treat you well.

Not to mention receiving the kindness of a drop of water and repaying it with a spring, but he has received this kindness.

So grateful for the kindness of the mountain god for blocking thunder, Huang Shaohong planned to clean up the dilapidated mountain temple first before dawn and he didn't feel sleepy, which was his own wish.

The two monks Baiyun and Shifang fainted on the ground. Huang Shaohong checked and saw that their injuries were not serious, so he dragged them to the corner of the mountain temple and asked their master and apprentice to rest aside.

When moving the two monks to salute, they saw that the wooden box on Shifang's back turned out to be a shrine covered with a red cloth. They couldn't help but feel moved, lifted the red cloth with their hands, and immediately revealed a pure gold Sakyamuni Buddha inside. Sit like come.

"Sure enough, it's the same as in the movie!" Huang Shaohong thought in his heart, folded his hands and bowed slightly, then covered the red cloth again, restored it to its original shape, and placed it next to the two monks.

After finishing these things, Huang Shaohong did not call out Jalwo or the governor to help, but took out the rags, brooms and other things from the luggage, and cleaned them up by himself.

With his physical fitness as a warrior, his hands and feet are nimble when he works, and it only took him an hour to clean up the inside and outside of the temple.

After finishing all this work, the clouds and rain had dried up outside, so Huang Shaohong conveniently burned the zombies killed last night, filled them in the big pit in front of the temple, and moved the big pit with earth and rocks to balance it.

I found a big enough sycamore tree at a place far away from the mountain temple, chopped it down with the Yitian sword, and rebuilt the door panels and window lattices for the mountain temple, plus brand new shrines, divine tables and other things.

This carpentry job is difficult for ordinary people, but for a great master like Huang Shaohong, since he can precisely control every muscle and every strength of his body, as long as he has tools, he can't do it without tools. It just so happens that he doesn't have too many tools in his luggage.

The brand-new doors and windows are pressed, the god table is put away, and the statue of the god is placed on the new shrine. After it is finished, it goes outside and jumps up to the top of the temple with light work, and repairs the damaged parts of the mountain temple. Fan.

By the time the sky turns white, the mountain temple has taken on a new look inside and out.

At this time, Baiyun and Shifang hadn't woken up yet, and Huang Shaohong wasn't worried either. The two monks hadn't slept most of the night, and their stomachs were injured by the thunderstorm, so it's normal to rest for a while.

After thinking about it, looking at the desolation of the mountain temple before, this mountain god is also quite miserable, thinking that there may be no one worshiping for many years.

Huang Shaohong felt that this mountain god was pitiful, so he took out the delicacies he had prepared in his luggage, and took a roasted whole lamb, a roasted suckling pig, and a stack of marinated beef tendon, which was barely three animals.

Then he took out the fire folder and a few handfuls of incense and put them on the god's table, and left them for those who passed by to worship the mountain god in the future.

Speaking of these incense sticks, they are all good things. Huang Shaohong got them in Zixiao Palace when he was studying scriptures in Wudang Mountain.

He twirled three sticks by himself, and after lighting them, held the incense sticks in front of his chest with both hands, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you for the kindness of the mountain god, Huang Shaohong thanked you here!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed three times, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and turned around to check the injuries of Bai Yun and Shifang's master and apprentice again, but he couldn't help being startled suddenly.

Three steps behind him, there was a middle-aged scholar in a white robe, who was twirling the green beard on his chin and looking at him with a smile.

"you are?"

Huang Shaohong didn't feel the slightest threat from the white-clothed scholar, what he had was a sense of affinity, but he knew that it must be extraordinary that this scholar could appear behind him silently.

The white-clothed scholar clasped his fists first: "Fellow Daoists are very polite. Xue Zhenyi is a poor scholar. During his lifetime, because he knew some medical skills, he often saw a doctor with others and accumulated some merit. The mountain gods within a hundred miles!"

He said it lightly, but all fools know that accumulating merits and virtues and being named the righteous god of the underworld must be due to his excellent medical skills and countless survivors during his lifetime, so that he can be treated like this.

Huang Shaohong also understood the reason, and quickly returned the gift: "Huang Shaohong has seen the mountain god, and this time he encountered the rat demon, thank you for the protection of the mountain god!"

Xue Zhenyi shook his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, you are being polite. Just call me Fellow Daoist. Blocking the thunder calamity is just self-protection. Speaking of it, it was the rat monster who caused the trouble!"

"Although the rat demon has not yet transformed, he somehow obtained the sorcery of demon cultivation, killing and killing lives as food, so that the demon magic is extremely strong."

"As the mountain god, I naturally can't sit on a vegetarian diet. I have also thought about exorcising the demon. I have fought with it a few times, but its mana is low, but it can't help it!"

"This time, I would like to thank fellow daoists for helping the heavens to eliminate the demons. The merits are immeasurable. Speaking of which, they have really helped me a lot!"

Huang Shaohong first called "Daoyou" and then said a few words of humility, saying that he cleverly helped the heavens to eliminate demons, mainly for self-protection, and he really didn't dare to take credit for it.

Xue Zhen nodded his head and smiled even more. For Huang Shaohong's humble attitude, Master Shanshen, a scholar in his previous life, was naturally more satisfied.

He took out a golden talisman from his cuff and handed it to Huang Shaohong.

"In order to thank fellow Taoists for helping the heavens get rid of the monster, and for helping me to repair the temple, here is a piece of 'Mountain God Mantra', which was made by the wishes of the believers and my own magic power when the incense was flourishing. It is quite magical. Just send it to fellow daoists, it’s my best wishes!"

"How embarrassing!"

Huang Shaohong said he was sorry, but his hands were not slow at all. He quickly took it with both hands and put it away.

"Fellow Daoist is such a wonderful person!"

Xue Zhenyi laughed loudly, explained the usage of the spell, nodded approvingly and said: "I have seen fellow daoist kill decisively, and the resentment lingers in his body, I thought fellow daoist is the one who kills."

"But it's brave to see a fellow daoist meet a zombie without fear!"

"It's for Daren's sake to help God kill the rat demon!"

"The method is ingenious, it is great wisdom!"

"When you see the golden Buddha, you don't feel greedy and ink, it's for righteousness!"

"To repair the temple with gratitude, to repay the kindness, is to have faith!"

"Fellow Taoist worships the statue of the next god, there is no shortage of three sacrifices and Taoist rituals, it's for courtesy!"

Speaking of this, Cui Zhenyi, the mountain god, said with admiration:
"In today's world, discipline is abolished, rites and music are broken, and the rule of law is not clear. There are fewer and fewer people like Taoist friends who possess the virtues of the five constants and have both talents and virtues!"

Huang Shaohong looked confused: "What? I didn't hear what you said just now!"

The mountain god said it again: "Let me tell you that there are fewer and fewer people in today's world who possess the virtues of the five constants and have both talents and virtues like friends of Taoism!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head again: "Ah? What's wrong with my ears, I can hear you clearly if you say it again!"

Cui Zhenyi thought that the young man in front of him was hearing-impaired by Jielei, so he stretched out his finger, and a ray of divine light hit Huang Shaohong's ear.

But he didn't know that when the divine light entered his body, he was instantly swallowed up by a piece of broken copper on the opponent's chest.

After Cui Zhenyi hit the magic light, he said it again: "I will talk about today's world"

He was halfway through speaking, seeing Huang Shaohong's upturned mouth, with a happy expression on his face, and immediately understood the truth, he couldn't help laughing, and immediately changed his words:

"Not to mention the current world, even if I have been the mountain god for 500 years, I don't see many people who are as shameless as fellow Taoists!"

Huang Shaohong laughed: "You are welcome, I just think that you have a nice voice, friend of the Mountain God, and I want you to say it a few more times!"

Cui Zhenyi pointed at him with a wry smile: "Friend Daoist, you are really unpredictable. The little god can't see through you!"

The two chatted and laughed, but they were a little less polite, and their conversation became more intimate. Under Cui Zhenyi's initiative, they called each other brothers.

After chatting for a while, Cui Zhenyi suddenly said:

"I have something for my brother, I want to ask my virtuous brother for help, I don't know if it is convenient for my virtuous brother!"

Naturally, Huang Shaohong couldn't agree to everything, he just cupped his hands and said, "As long as you can do what you can, you will do your best!"

"it is good!"

Cui Zhenyi clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to say, 300 years ago, something happened between heaven and earth. As a brother and a mountain god, he couldn't even contact the underworld. Ye Youshen and all the underworld have disappeared completely."

Huang Shaohong was taken aback when he heard it, and suddenly thought that in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story", zombies, monsters, and ghosts are rampant, and even ministers and prime ministers are killed by goblins. This way.

Listening to what Cui Zhenyi said now, none of the gods of the underworld can be found. Without the restraint of the underworld, monsters and ghosts will naturally become more rampant. It makes sense that the world will become like in the movie.

I just heard that Cui Zhenyi continued: "Brother Wei wants to invite a good brother to go to the "City God's Mansion" in the capital, and find the master of the city god, Wen Tianxiang Wen, for my brother, and ask me what happened to this underworld. How should you deal with yourself, brother!"

Huang Shaohong frowned and said, "Brother Cui, you said that it was already like this 300 years ago. Haven't you asked someone else to do this for many years?"

Cui Zhenyi said helplessly: "Why not? In the past 300 years, I have entrusted my brother with dreams of five people who rest here in the temple. The last one is a passing scholar named Ning Caichen a hundred years ago!"

"However, these people promised to be brothers in their dreams, but they never came back. I don't know if they didn't believe what they said in their dreams, or something happened on the way. Brother Wei is really worried!"

"Ning Caichen?"

Huang Shaohong was a little funny, remembering that the scholar in "A Chinese Ghost Story" seemed to have eloped with a rich lady who looked similar to Nie Xiaoqian, how could he remember what you entrusted.

He changed his mind and thought that when he came to this world of immortals, he would naturally have to travel a lot, so going to the capital would not be a difficult thing, so he immediately replied:

"Brother Cui, don't worry, I will definitely go to the Capital's City God's Mansion to help you find out!"

Cui Zhen thanked him again and again, and after thanking him, he bowed his hands and said goodbye, but suddenly he thought of something, and said again:
"By the way, dear brother, this mountain is the place where the immortal Huang Chuping made treasures in ancient times. The 'Xinghuang Xiaoqi' is the treasure left by Huang after his ascension. As for the method of refining, you should sacrifice blood essence and essence as soon as possible, and don't let that slippery old monk deceive you!"

As Cui Zhenyi pointed his finger, another ray of divine light flew out and went straight into Huang Shaohong's mind, and a set of ways to sacrifice magic weapons suddenly appeared in the latter's mind.

When Huang Shaohong came back to his senses and saw that Cui Zhenyi's figure was getting weaker and weaker, he bowed his hands and said goodbye to him, and said quickly: "Brother Cui has any skills and secret techniques, why don't you pass them on to me as well!"

Cui Zhenyi laughed out loud, and cupped his hands again, his figure had disappeared.

"Donor. Donor, are you okay?"

Huang Shaohong only felt his shoulders being pulled twice, and then the surrounding images were instantly shattered. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shi Fangzheng looking at him worriedly.

Behind Shifang, the old monk Baiyun couldn't see any injuries, and he was eating roasted suckling pig.

"What happened to me just now?"

Huang Shaohong was puzzled, could it be that what he saw before was an illusion, but when he thought about it carefully, the method of refining the magic weapon was still very clear in his mind.

Shi Fang smiled and said: "It's good that the benefactor is fine. Master and I woke up for a long time, and saw the benefactor leaning on the divine table and fell asleep. I called you for a long time before I woke you up!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and took a piece of snack from the divine table and ate it: "It's good that the benefactor is fine, let's eat something quickly, my master said that this is something that the mountain god thanked us for helping him get rid of the demon, and invited us to eat! "

Huang Shaohong is so angry, how shameless this old monk Baiyun is to deceive his apprentice like this, and make excuses for his gluttony.

He stood up straight away, and walked to the old monk: "You put down the roast pig, I found this to sacrifice to the mountain god, you want to eat something else from me!"

The old monk Baiyun smiled: "I don't understand, this tribute to the gods is not for people to eat in the end, the gods and Buddhas only need to absorb the essence of the food, and the rest will naturally be cheaper for us, otherwise we will leave as soon as possible." , this thing stinks and attracts flies!"

After speaking, the old monk avoided Huang Shaohong's hand, and bit the roast pig hard.

It was three poles high in the sun, and Baiyun, Shifang and his masters and apprentices had to continue on their way. Huang Shaohong mentioned that he was going to the capital, and asked the two monks if they knew the exact location.

The old monk Baiyun immediately invited: "It's really a fate, the poor monk and his disciples are just going to the Daguo Temple in the capital. If the benefactor doesn't dislike it, why not go with the poor monk, his teacher and his disciples!"

Huang Shaohong didn't expect the old monk to be so upright, so he immediately agreed, and the three of them worshiped the mountain god, left the temple, and walked northward along the mountain road.

At the foot of the mountain, the old monk Baiyun was discussing with Huang Shaohong: "Almsgiver, the little flag you got yesterday is really a monster. If you don't deal with it well, it may cause harm to the common people. It's better to hand it over to the poor monk. Let the poor monk use his essence and blood to revive him." After refining it for 49 days in Yuan Dynasty, it will definitely turn it into ashes, what do you think?"

"It's 49 days to go? You've got your sharp eyes!"

After Huang Shaohong finished speaking, he suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look up the mountain, as if he saw a white-clothed scholar standing in the middle of the mountain, waving to him and seeing him off.

He waved to the mountain, then turned around and asked the little monk Shifang who was looking at the map: "Shifang, where is the next stop?"

"Let me see, it's Guobei County, benefactor!"

The old monk Baiyun babbled and said again: "Benefactor, if it's okay, you can tell me, even if you say a word, it's okay, is it okay?"

"roll!"

It really is a word!

(End of this chapter)