There are mountains in Shushan, endless, with lush green pines and cypresses all over the mountains and fields, and fascinating flowers and plants.

Everyone in the world has heard of the Shushan Sword Sect, but no one knows it. In the deep mountains behind the Shushan Sword Sect, there is actually a small village. The entire village is between valleys and it is difficult to find.

The houses in the village are located everywhere, and the arrangements are a bit weird.

If there is an expert here, you will notice some tricks.

Because these seemingly messy houses seem to form a gossip shape, they intentionally surrounded a high raised pine and cypress forest in the middle of the village, like a small hill.

Looking into the pine and cypress, there is an ancient Taoist temple hidden among the towering pine and cypresses.

The Taoist temple has two floors, covering an area of ​​less than one acre, made of teak and stone, and is grayish-white. If someone passes by at night, looking at the color, you will definitely feel gloomy and terrible.

From the appearance, the overall style is a very typical Taoist palace architectural style, facing north and south, with a symmetrical layout and courtyard layout.

However, the beams and columns to the tiles were damaged and had not been repaired for a long time.

When the breeze blows, you can hear the rustling sounds around you, which may determine when the doors and windows of the Taoist temple will die.

Unlike the ruins around the Taoist temple, the plaque on the top of the wooden door is well protected, and the three red traditional characters "Taiyiguan" are engraved on it, and the calligraphy is also unique.

According to the current Taoist temple master, although it is a little simpler, the inheritance of the ancestors cannot be abandoned.

A plaque is the facade, and it is also the face of Taiyiguan.

When the plaque is there, the plaque is destroyed and the person is killed.

There is a yard in front of the Taoist temple. There is an osmanthus tree planted on the left side of the yard. There are old water wells with Bagua-shaped mouths and some strange patterns are carved beside the well.

On the right is a rocking chair, and an old Taoist priest with white hair lying on the rocking chair. He closed his eyes and placed his hands on the armrest of the rocking chair. His body kept shaking with the rocking chair, making him feel uncomfortable.

Next to the rocking chair is a small table with a small maroon teapot on it.

Suddenly, the shouts broke the comfort.

"Master, Taoist Master, my second child has been crying since he got up today, and he doesn't drink milk. He can't even touch him. Do you think he wants it?"

The person who came was a villager from Lao Rong Wu Village at the foot of the mountain, named Li San. At this time, he was sweating heavily and rushed to the old Taoist side.

The second child is a son. Since the birth of the child, the family is surrounded by a baby like a baby, and there is no headache or fever. Everyone is used to the easy way to raise this child.

When I woke up today, something was wrong with the child, and I cried heartbrokenly, and my voice was hoarse.

The neighbors all said that they had bumped into something and asked him to go up the mountain to find the old Taoist of Taiyiguan.

When Li Sanyi heard that he was not caring about anything else, he hurriedly ran up.

In the eyes of villagers, if someone has a funeral incident or has a headache or fever, it can cure the disease by taking Taiyiguan.

The villagers who were purging their nests have passed down a rule from generation to generation, that is, to worship the Taoist priests in Taiyi Temple, and not to mention the matter of Taiyi Temple, which is written in the file of the village ancestral hall.

It is strange that the Taoist priest who has always worshipped Taiyi Temple, rarely gets sick in Lao Yuu Village, and there are no major disasters. It is also a famous longevity town. Any villager who is only about 100 years old and has no major illnesses.

As more and more scholars come out, more and more people go out to get fame and fortune, but everyone is concerned about the mountains and rivers here and will always come back.

What is surprising is that no villagers who go out will live that long.

But he is also a long life, so it is okay to live in his eighties or nineties.

The old man opened Qingming's eyes and smiled slightly, "Third brother, it's okay, come here."

"You have to, you have to." Li San rubbed his hands and quickly walked to the old Taoist side and squatted down.

"Stretch out your left hand." The old Taoist ordered again.

Li San quickly handed his left hand to the old Taoist, looking a little anxious, not knowing what medicine was sold in the old Taoist gourd.

"He tui! It's good luck all the way." The old Taoist spitted a mouthful of water at Li San's left hand, then lay back, closed his eyes, "Okay, just take a photo of your Erwa's forehead."

Small things, you don’t even need a piece of talisman paper.

"This... thanks to the Taoist priest, I'll go back first."

Li San pursed his lips, swallowed, glanced at the old Taoist who had closed his eyes, and resisted the urge to retching, and walked out of the yard.

I silently recited in my heart: This is the old Taoist of Taiyiguan! It is a living god!

When he arrived at the front of the yard, Li San couldn't help but look back.

The old Taoist was lying on the rocking chair. The breeze blew his long white beards, and the osmanthus tree beside him swayed in the wind, always a little bleak.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Taoist, why did you let Jiang Li go down the mountain? Taiyi Temple has only three people. Your junior brother went down the mountain a few years ago, and today Jiang Li left, and you are the only one left in the Taoist temple. You don't like to go down the mountain on weekdays, so why don't you be lonely?"

The old Taoist opened his eyes, smiled gently, picked up the small teapot on one side, stuffed the spout into his mouth and smashed it a few times, and then said, "We have been used to being alone in our career. What's more, this is too small to hold back that brat. He, it's better to go down the mountain!"

"So that's it." Li San nodded to the old Taoist and went down the mountain.

After Li San left, the old Taoist looked through the mountains, looking at a place with a light and dark look.

After a while, he sighed.

"Boy, the future depends on you. Don't kill yourself. Old man, I won't collect your body for you. At worst, you can change your apprentice. Humph, you can find your apprentice with two legs casually, so many of them."

After saying that, the old Taoist proudly raised his legs and hummed.

"The world has not been broken and there is no concern. I discuss the truth in drunkenness, and I break flowers when I wake up..."

......

By the moat in Donglin County, a young man with a pretty appearance sneezes hard. He touched his nose and looked at the mountains far behind him.

"Old man, 80% of me are probably being arranged with someone."

After saying that, the young man turned around and headed towards the largest house in the county.

......

At this time, the huge house was shrouded in the gloom.

"How is it? Are people coming?"

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes walked out of the hall of the house. He looked at the old man walking in at the door, and his tone was quick.

Although the man in brocade is middle-aged, he is well maintained. Time has not left any traces on his face and his figure has not gained weight.

The old man standing at the door is the butler of the Jia family, whose surname is He.

"Not yet." Butler He bowed slightly and listened to him continue, "Master, since they promised that they will not break their promises, let's wait. After all, if a special person like them fails to comply with the promises they have expressed, there will be serious consequences."
Chapter completed!