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Chapter 248 Time Return New Scene

Zong Ze wanted to forcibly leave the spot and followed the little Taoist priest with dark eyes.

But he found that the scene he was in was forcibly restrained.

A few meters near the main hall, an air wall unexpectedly appeared.

When Zongze touched the air wall, hints appeared in front of him.

[The current time-back scene has not yet entered the interactive stage]

[Please wait patiently for the end of the scene]

……

"Good guy, so the situation in front of you now should be similar to the plot CG?"

"Do you have to wait patiently for this 'plot' to end before you can see what's going on?"

Zong Ze, who was still somewhat dissatisfied with the restriction of actions in the interactive scene here, suddenly understood the purpose of this scene.

What happened in the scene during this period can be understood as excessive animation.

It may contain the secret of the Thousand Hearts Temple back then.

Especially when Zong Ze saw those little Taoist priests, he couldn't help but think of the two large and one small coffins in the side room on the left side and the shadowy ghosts bound there.

The Taoist monk named Yushan lived in the side room on the right, which was the one that completely collapsed later.

The other four little Taoist priests live in Datong shop in the side house on the left.

However, there are only three coffins in the dilapidated Thousand Hearts Temple, so it means that those who left those coffins and made the ceremony of warming and nourishing evil things are among the four little Taoist priests.

And there is a high probability that it was done by that little Taoist priest with dark eyes and an unusual look.

After thinking for a while, Zong Ze decided to follow up with the perspective of this time-back scene.

At this moment, Brother Yushan was already kneeling on the rice futon in the main hall.

The statue in the center is dedicated to the Supreme Lord, and on both sides are Ge Xianweng, Tianmu Yuanjun, Dimu Yuanjun, and the statues of the four marshals, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The girder is painted with red paint, and a top-winged roc is depicted on it.

This hall is not very exquisite, but compared with the dilapidated one, it is obviously much better.

The larger Taoist temples often have several halls.

How can there be only one main hall like the Thousand Hearts Temple? In terms of scale alone, the Thousand Hearts Temple is by no means a grand temple.

I saw Taoist brother Yushan kneeling on the futon, kowtowing to the statues enshrined in the hall.

Zong Ze and Mo Ke stood outside the door and heard him mumbling.

"All the sects are above!"

"Please keep the temple master safe and sound."

"Thousands of hearts believe that Taoism is good, but it is just a few mouse droppings that ruined a pot of porridge..."

"The power obtained by evil things will eventually pollute the mind..."

……

He murmured, and finally let out a long and leisurely sigh.

He couldn't kneel down for a long time, his head was lowered, and he seemed very depressed.

Zong Ze and Mo Ke couldn't step into the hall, so they could only listen silently to see what information Daoist Brother Yushan said.

To sum up, Brother Yushan should know about the evil things.

Speaking of the concept of thousands of hearts that lead to goodness, which strange disciple started to get involved with evil things?

The little figure curled up must represent a certain person, or some kind of imprint.

At least until now, Zong Ze knew that the little man represented an evil, an evil that could absorb fear.

This way of turning emotions into energy and some kind of food is always creepy.

In Wen Xianyu, this kind of monks belong to evil cultivators.

Different from demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, the cultivation methods of evil cultivators are even more unusual.

The exercises and even the principles of their cultivation are different from other cultivation systems.

Mo Ke had a thoughtful expression on his face, and she had heard a little about the Xiexiu lineage in Wenxianyu.

Because of the limitations of evil cultivation, this cultivation system cannot be carried forward at all.

Even in the Wenxian Domain, it is a relatively small existence.

She has only heard about it a little bit, but she hasn't fought against a real evil cultivator yet.

But wherever evil cultivators haunt, tragedies of devastated lives often occur.

His acting style is even more ruthless than Mo Xiu and Ghost Xiu.

Ghost cultivators and demon cultivators arrest people, at most they are cramping and skinning, and the soul is refined.

Such behavior is considered very inhumane in the world of cultivating immortals.

But evil cultivators are different. They are good at torture to amplify the negative emotions in people's hearts and draw strength from them. They will never kill them directly, but keep them in captivity for a while.

During this period, those arrested by evil cultivators will suffer day and night.

At present, the Evil Object School of Qianxin Guan is obviously a typical evil cultivator style.

Zong Ze remained silent, but saw Taoist Brother Yushan standing up slowly in the hall.

He rubbed his numb knees, grabbed the poem book beside him, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

But Zong Ze and Mo Ke didn't get Taoist Brother Yushan to come.

The surrounding scene changed again, they left the Thousand Hearts Temple, and appeared next to a terraced field on a hillside.

The spring water on the ridge gurgled down, and a wooden waterwheel was erected at the drop.

In the terraced fields, Taoist brother Yushan is wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sickle, bending over to harvest in the golden rice fields.

There were three other little Taoist priests in the other rice fields, but the little Taoist priest named Yimu who had dark eyes was missing.

Qianxinguan's life doesn't seem to change anything, only the seasons change.

Zong Ze and Mo Ke stood on the hillside, and the terraced fields were below them.

With the breeze blowing, they could even feel the real coolness, even Mo Ke's hair was blown up.

The fragrance of grains with ears of rice in the wind is the taste of a good harvest.

The previous scene should be in spring, because Zongze heard Daoist Yushan mention the matter of rice ear filling.

Now this scene seems to have passed for several months, and it has come to the autumn season.

The few acres of water terraces planted by Qianxinguan is also time to harvest.

Gymnasiums in the mountains are mostly self-sufficient.

In addition to the terraced fields, the open space inside and outside Guan has also been cultivated for vegetable fields and built chicken coops.

Even built a duck shed by the stream.

The Thousand Hearts Temple is a branch of Zhengyi Taoism. It is allowed to eat meat normally, but there are several taboos.

It's just that compared with Quanzhen Sect, which doesn't eat meat at all, Zhengyi Sect is more down-to-earth.

In the territory of Xia Kingdom, there has always been a saying that the south is right and the north is true.

Therefore, it is normal for Qianxinguan to raise chickens and ducks to pick eggs and eat meat.

This Thousand Hearts Temple was not built outside the big city.

The incense burners mainly come from nearby villages and towns down the mountain.

Both the villagers and the townspeople need to walk for several hours to reach the Thousand Hearts Temple.

Therefore, those who can come to offer incense are considered very pious people.

Zongze silently watched for a while the scenes and pictures of the Taoist priests harvesting in the terraced fields.

The flow of time here is obviously different from the outside world.

After all, it is a time-back scene, which cannot be figured out with common sense.

They stood with their hands behind their hands, waiting patiently.

After about an hour or so, most of the terraced fields have been harvested.

It can be seen that these Taoist priests often do farm work, and their hands and feet are very nimble.

Bundles of rice are directly bundled with straw and piled aside.

There was a strange wooden object on the path next to it, and Zongze recognized it as an old-fashioned thresher.

It consists of a wooden frame, a wooden wheel, and a wooden pole. The wooden wheel is turned by shaking the handle to thresh the ears of rice.

This is an ancient threshing machine, until the 90s, it can still be seen in some villages in the southern provinces.

Its threshing distance is roughly similar to that of a drum washing machine, except that the whole body is made of wood, and the power comes from hand cranking. I did not expect to see such a time-honored thing in the time-back scene.

There are porcelain bowls on the ridge next to them, which are simply covered with cattail fans.

On the other side, there are several tea mugs with pale yellow tea in them.

After some busy work, Taoist Yushan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cloth towel wrapped around his neck.

Walking to the edge of the field, he sat down on his buttocks, then picked up the tea mug, and "Ton Ton Ton" had to take a big sip.

The other three little Taoist priests also came to the edge of the field to drink tea and rest.

Taoist Yushan drank enough tea, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then removed the cattail leaf fan, picked up a porcelain bowl, and folded two dead branches from the edge of the field as chopsticks, and ate rice with big mouthfuls.

Perhaps because of work, he did not carry a poem book.

The three little Taoist priests also drank tea, then picked up the rice and started the dry rice mode.

For a while, there was only the sound of intensive chewing in the field.

"Come back to this scene on purpose, just to let us watch these little Taoist priests eat?"

Zong Ze's patience was not as good as Mo Ke's, so he couldn't help complaining.

Mo Ke just smiled but didn't say a word, she also strolled and sat on a big rock and waved to Zong Ze.

"Aze, be safe and don't be impatient."

"Let's wait here for the follow-up incident."

Mo Ke's gentle tone calmed Zong Ze's impetuous mood a lot.

He also sat on the big rock, and found that this place turned out to be a commanding height,

You can vaguely see the Thousand Hearts Temple in the woods in the opposite mountain, and the open land is still very conspicuous, especially when the weather is relatively clear today.

Such a situation is not uncommon in the mountains. The distance between the former mountain dwellers and the reclaimed fields is not too close.

Some are even separated by several hills.

There are always more forests than fields in the mountains, and there are only so many places suitable for reclamation of terraced fields.

Terraced fields often extend up the hillside, and there must be a natural water source nearby.

Therefore, going back to earlier times, the mountain people seldom farmed, and lived more by hunting.

Looking at the surrounding scenery from a distance, Zong Ze felt such a pleasant feeling,

Mo Ke continued to watch the Taoist priests eating below without taking his eyes off it.

About ten minutes later, Taoist Yushan put down the porcelain bowl, and he burped, which caused the laughter of several other young Taoist priests.

At this time, the other little Taoist priests had almost eaten.

They put down their china bowls and started chatting.

"The old man, the master, has been away for more than eight months."

"Brother Yushan, why don't you wait until the grain harvest is over this time, bring some dry food down the mountain to find the Lord Guan!"

"Otherwise it will be winter in a few months, and the journey will become even more difficult."

"Go down to Yuefu, where there is a steaming train, and it only takes two days to reach the General View of Jiangxi Province."

The Taoist priest named Runze seemed to be a little more mature, he put away his laughing expression, and suggested seriously.

The trains of those days were not the same as modern trains.

At that time, even traveling by train, the time was not much shorter.

Moreover, due to the destruction of the war and the limited laying of the railway network, it is only possible to travel from one provincial capital to another. If you want to go to other small cities, you need to go through additional transit.

Runze's suggestion resonated with two other Taoist priests, one big and one small.

I saw that the youngest Taoist couldn't help but said.

"Yes, Brother Yushan!"

"Brother Runze is right, we brothers can only rely on you."

"And Taoist brother Yimu has left the Taoist temple for more than two months. I don't know if he is doing well now..."

"Since the Taoist brother from Beiguan came here the year before last, Taoist brother Yimu has become weird..."

……

Hearing what his fellow Taoists said, Brother Yushan shook his head.

"By now…"

"Some things should be told to you."

He spoke slowly, as if he had made up his mind.

Brother Yushan's words also made the young Taoist priests' hearts rise to their throats.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, they could only keep quiet and wait for the following.

Brother Yushan groaned for a moment before speaking softly.

"Old Master Guan..."

"I've already passed away..."

His tone was filled with grief, this matter had been hidden in his heart for a long time, and now that he said it, it also aroused the sadness in his heart, because Yushan and the other disciples have Taoist seniority, but they are more like a family.

Yushan was completely raised by the old temple master, and these young Taoist priests were basically taken care of by Yushan.

Every few years, the old temple master would go down the mountain for a period of time.

There are always many abandoned babies in the chaos of war at the foot of the mountain.

There are both boys and girls, and the old temple master picked up quite a few.

Everyone is self-sufficient, relying on the help of villagers and townspeople, plus farming and vegetable cultivation, they are self-sufficient.

Originally, this Thousand Hearts Temple had six side houses and two main halls.

There are not only Taoist priests, but also some Taoist nuns.

At its peak, there were twenty or thirty Taoist priests serving it.

But then it gradually withered, when Brother Yushan was young.

During those decades, Xia Kingdom had frequent wars.

Later, this Thousand Hearts Temple gradually withered, and most Taoists went to other grand temples.

The same is true for those Taoist nuns.

Only Yushan and these little Taoist priests remained.

Everyone and the temple master depend on each other for life, and the daily life is very simple, but also very peaceful.

Therefore, everyone has a very good relationship with the old temple master, and it can be said that they regard him as their parents and elders.

It is difficult for everyone to accept the fact that the old Guan Zhuxian has gone.

Runze's eyes turned red, and the little Taoist cried out loud. Although the other young Taoist didn't cry, he was already in a state of sluggishness.

On the contrary, Daoist Yushan calmed down a bit. He had known the news for several months.

I was prepared in my heart, not as hard to accept as these Taoist brothers.

He fell silent and waited for ten minutes.

Then he continued.

"Thousands of hearts have changed!"

"Some Taoist brothers advocate believing in Xie Tian Wu..."

"It is said that it is Ge Xianweng's enemy..."

"There should be no worship!"

(End of this chapter)