I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 69 The Mountain God's Mercy
Rob sword.

Are you seasoned?
No, definitely not, Lao Dao is so ugly and Die Er has such beautiful eyes, how could he fall in love with him.

Is that the last sword master of Jiejian?

Gu Yao was silent for a moment: "Do you still remember what that person's name is and what he looks like?"

The old fox shook his head: "I was only less than one year old at the time, and I had just opened my mind. Although I had a look in my heart, but one hundred and eight years have passed, and I think about it day and night, and I also hate his appearance." It’s gradually changing.”

"Is he dead?"

"I don't know. I asked a passing businessman that year, and I learned that a major event happened. Not far from here, the Xingluo Lake in Lin'an Mansion was shaken for thousands of miles, with huge waves raging, and two small cities were swallowed by the lake. Maybe he died in the lake. It’s there, but I always have a weird feeling, as if I’m being watched all the time.”

Gu Yao asked a few more questions about the man, but the old fox just shook his head and didn't know anything.

"Magu Mountain has a legend about a fox fairy, is that you?"

The old fox curled up his tail and grinned, revealing a mouth with few teeth: "Look at me, would someone call me a fox fairy? For a hundred and eight years, I just stayed on the mountain and lived on those grapes. Butterfly's remnant soul."

"Do you know what a fox fairy is?"

"Maybe it's the mountain god."

"Mountain God? What is a Mountain God?"

The first thing Gu Yao thought of was Lu Baihou.

"The mountain god is a god. She is a beautiful and compassionate goddess. If there is a bodhisattva, she should be like her."

The old fox seemed to be tired, his eyes couldn't open, and his energy was a lot weaker: "Xiaosheng, I know you have a lot of questions, but I can't hold it any longer. If you want to ask anything, just ask quickly."

With its head down and its tail dragging, it walked to the shiny black coffin house and sat down, trying to raise its head.

Gu Yao hurriedly flipped through the things in his arms: "I have some pills and charms for you."

"Don't waste it. For so many years, I have held grudges in my heart. I can't improve my practice. My lifespan has long been exhausted. I rely on one breath to support it. Now that my breath has dissipated, it's time to go."

It's lifeless.

Gu Yao was silent.

"What's going on here?" He sat down so that the fox didn't have to look up.

"Here is the mirage created by the mountain god who took pity on Die'er with great supernatural powers. Every seven years when the mirage gathers and Yin and Yang change, this false Diemeng Temple will appear. The real Diemeng Temple was established a hundred years ago together with the Diemeng Temple. Butterfly was erased together."

"What is a mountain god?"

The old fox shook his head: "I don't know. When the host first came here to build the temple, he didn't find any mountain gods. It's just that the host suddenly fell ill and died. Take care of Butterfly."

"Why do you want to pass on Die'er, doesn't Die'er have a senior sister?"

"Hehe." The old fox snorted disdainfully, "They said they were senior sisters, but they were actually a group of homeless women who were in distress. The host kindly took them in, but in fact the only real disciple, the one who can truly practice is Die Er. "

"This group of women was very respectful at first, but after the host passed away, many people couldn't help but want to go down the mountain, want to get married, and want the money here."

"Die'er was kind and gave some money to those who left, but human greed is the hardest thing in the world to satisfy, and those women wanted more."

"The group of women realized that only Die'er could open the place where they kept their belongings, and on the surface they treated Die'er better. At that moment, that man came."

The old fox paused for a moment, then raised his cloudy eyes to look at the sword behind Gu Yao: "The man originally came for the host, but the host died. Die'er was young and pure-hearted, and it happened that a woman gave her a book about love between men and women." Book."

"The man tricked Die'er with sweet words, and made Die'er willingly give him all the money and disappear."

"Dieer learned to embroider with joy, and began to embroider wedding dresses and mandarin ducks for herself, waiting for the one who would not come back."

"A month later, the group of women found that the money was gone, so they locked Die'er in here, smashed the Buddha statues, pushed down the walls, and took away all valuable things, leaving only those who didn't know anything. Die Er, still here, facing the dim candle, stitch by stitch, embroidering her own wedding dress"

Gu Yao was silent for a long time.

Behind him, Jie Jian was also trembling slightly.

What kind of trash story is this?
A group of fake nuns who are obsessed with money, together with a dog man with ulterior motives, deceive a girl who longs for love?
He looked down at the bright red handkerchief in his hand, and saw two fat golden ducks cuddling together.

"Die'er, I lied to you too. The mandarin ducks you embroidered are not good-looking at all, like ducks. You are not smart, too stupid. Too stupid."

Fingers across the mandarin duck handkerchief, Gu Yao folded it and put it in his arms: "Don't worry, if that person is not dead, I will dig out his heart. If he really betrays you, even if he dies I also took his soul out of Taishan Ghost Country and burned it here."

"And none of those fake nuns will be let go."

Gu Yao raised his head, just about to ask something more, but found that the fox was lying on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

He stood up, looked at Lin Fengxue who was sleeping soundly behind him, and suddenly envied: "I really envy you, you don't know anything."

Picking up the sleeping fox, Gu Yao turned around and walked to the front hall.

The originally extravagant and gorgeous Buddhist temple now only has a few bricks and tiles, a few protruding rotten wood, and a few low walls that have not been bulldozed.

The Diemeng Temple I saw just now is after all just a dream woven by Magu Mountain for Die'er.

The outermost grape vines, which used to form a forest and were gloomy, are all dead now, leaving only one tree facing the coffin house, half-dead with leaves, hanging a few bunches of small green grapes.

Under the tree, Gu Yao used the robbery sword as a shovel to dig a hole, allowing the fox to sleep peacefully under the vine.

"It is said that foxes like to eat grapes, but you only eat these, and they are too thin and light. One of my foxes weighs three of yours."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope you can meet Die Er again, and there will be endless grapes."

I took one off and stuffed it into my mouth, it was very sour and astringent.

"It's not easy to survive a hundred and eight years with just this thing, Die Er probably, I'm just sorry for you."

Gu Yao murmured.

"The order of the Supreme Master, surpassing your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and the grace of the four lives"

After reciting the reincarnation mantra, Gu Yao planned to wake Lin Fengxue up to see where Yan Yiyuan had gone.

Just turned around, only to see that nun appeared three feet away again.

"Who are you? Mountain God?"

The nun clasped her hands together and said, "I am Die'er's master, the former abbot of Diemeng Temple."

"What?" Gu Yao couldn't believe it, "If you are Die'er's master, if you can appear in this form, why didn't you tell Die'er to let Die'er go out of there?"

The nun said frankly: "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't."

"why?"

"Master, Tuantuan said that the mountain god is merciful, that's why Diemeng Temple is hidden like this, released every seven years, to protect Die'er's remnant soul, but think about it, how did Die'er die?" the nun said.

Gu Yao felt like being struck by lightning.

Die Er Die Er was erased together with Die Meng Temple.

The nun said again: "If the mountain god is really merciful, why didn't he let Die'er go, and if he could let go of Tuantuan, why didn't he raise his hand?"

"If it is really merciful, why are 350 Taoists, monks, warriors, and scholars coming and going, 99 years ago, swallowed by it?"

Her face suddenly blurred, and her figure began to flicker.

"Master Dao, the time is coming, we must"

She disappeared.

Only one sentence was left unfinished.

　I write cool articles, not sad articles. The story of Die Er and the fox has a good ending.

　　Afraid of being abandoned by the reader's father, make a patch
　　
　
(End of this chapter)