Asking The Immortal Dao

When the ship arrived at the dock, Qin Sang also listened to the old man telling a lot about Daoist Lonely Heart.

Emerald Mountain Azure Sheep Temple flourished at first, and then gradually declined. Guanzhong Taoist priests left one after another, leaving only a few veteran ones, and they gradually became old and dead.

The Taoist temple has not been repaired, it is getting more and more dilapidated, and overgrown with weeds. If it weren't for Daoist Lonely Heart, within a few years, Azure Sheep Temple would only be left in ruins.

Daoist Lonely Heart is not his identity as a master, but his benevolence and righteousness.

After he took over the Azure Sheep Temple with a young man, instead of asking for incense, he went up to the mountains to gather medicine and administer medicine to the poor.

Some people have bruises, wind, cold, dampness and heat, and they only ask to come to the door. Daoist Lonely Heart is treated with heart. The medical skills may not be good, but the consultation fee is very low.

If you really don’t have any money, you can also keep accounts, but if you don’t pay it back for three or five years, he won’t ask for it. His reputation gradually spread. In addition, as a master of Azure Sheep Temple, he got a Divine Immortal. Name.

The old man parked the boat in front of the pier, and while disembarking with Qin Sang, he was persuaded: "Brother Qin’s leg injury is not serious. Divine Immortal can definitely help you diagnose and treat, but Emerald Mountain is in Three Witches City. In the middle of the ferry crossing, ten miles from here, you have to walk the mountain road. Brother Qin has to hire a car. The little old man knows a few coachmen and guarantees that the price is fair..."

Qin Sang declined the old man With the kindness of the old man, under the disappointed eyes of the old man, he limped into the crowd with a stick.

Walking in the crowd, I heard the accent of the north and the south, Qin Sang secretly thought Three Witches City, sure enough, the name is not in vain.

Affected by a leg injury, Qin Sang stopped and walked, and it really made him hear the accent of his hometown. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were a few people wearing silk and satin on the shore directing the work force. Loading on board.

Watching them load a cargo and sail away from the river bank, Qin Sang turned around resolutely and walked into a restaurant without saying a word.

After eating delicious river fish, Qin Sang sat on the second floor, blowing the river breeze, holding a tea cup and looking at the narrow river and busy people outside the window, staring for a while.

"Shopkeeper, check out!"

Qin Sang took out a piece of silver, watched the shopkeeper’s weighing it with a coin, pinched the copper coin he found, and asked:" There are shopkeepers, I want to go to Three Witches City, I don’t know where I can hire a carriage?"

The shopkeeper took a look at Qin Sang and pointed out the door, "Go straight west along this street until the end There are more than a dozen car dealers crowded together, they are all doing serious business, most of them go to Three Witches City and the carriages of the major ferry."

Perhaps Qin Sang eats a lot, the shopkeeper’s kindness Reminder, "This year... Young Master is best not to go on the road alone, find a few people to hire one together, it can be cheaper."

From the first intersection to Three Witches City, the terrain is going up all the way, Several major ferry crossings have to take this road when entering the city. There are a lot of pedestrians on the road, the road is wide and smooth, and the carriage is not bumpy.

Qin Sang got out of the car at Emerald Mountain and looked up at the mountains in front of him. The road on the mountain looked a bit dangerous. His legs and feet were not flexible, and he was a little confused.

The mountains on both sides of the Wuling River are undulating, and Emerald Mountain is just one peak in this long mountain range. It is not conspicuous among the mountains.

However, Emerald Mountain has its own unique beauty and charm. Between the jungles on the mountain, there are sometimes the horns of the eaves of some temples sticking out, and occasionally the long sound of bells echoes in the mountains and forests, clearing people's hearts.

Qin Sang heard a few legends about Emerald Mountain from the coachman. I don’t know if these temples and Taoist temples chose Emerald Mountain because of various legends, or whether they came to have these legends. .

Qin Sang barely climbed halfway, and met a few people who went to Azure Sheep Temple for medical treatment, and they helped him down to Azure Sheep Temple, which is halfway up the mountainside.

Qin Sang stood with a stick in front of the Azure Sheep Temple.

The scale of the Taoist Temple is really not small. The Taoist Temple is surrounded by large bamboo forests. The afternoon sun is not hot, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the cool breeze is blowing.

Because the mountain is steep, you can see the inner layers of the building from the outside. The architectural style is similar to the Taoist temples Qin Sang has seen in the past, but they are all very dilapidated. The roof shattered tiles can be seen everywhere, the thatch under the tiles is exposed in clusters, and it is estimated that there are few leaks.

Standing outside can hear the voice inside, there are not many people.

Qin Sang moved in step by step along the bluestone piled steps. The stone bar on the door lintel was engraved with the words "Azure Sheep Temple". Two pieces of decayed wooden doors were hung diagonally on both sides, and the door knockers were full. Cloth rust.

The entrance is a big yard with haystacks, donkey pens, ancient wells, pottery wheels, millstones and stone mortars. There are two large gardens. The small vegetable grows and the large one grows inside. Qin Sang doesn’t know it, I guess. It is herbal medicine.

There are a few high steps behind the yard. Above it is a great hall. It is the largest and most magnificent great hall in the entire Azure Sheep Temple, and it is also the best repaired.

There is a wooden plaque on the great hall, and it says in large letters—Azure Sheep Hall. The paint on the words is almost gone.

It's not where Divine Immortal lives anyhow.

Qin Sang secretly sighed and was about to go in. Inside, three people opened the door and came out. Two ragged men stood a complexion pale old woman, walking out and turning their heads to thank you and promised The consultation fee will be delivered next month.

Qin Sang knows that this World really has Divine Immortal, so he dare not be disrespectful, and his expression naturally became solemn, and he walked into Azure Sheep Hall lightly.

The great hall is empty, and the painted large pieces on the wall peel off, mottled, and it is impossible to see what was originally painted.

Only the three Divine Idols in the main hall are as bright as new, and the lacquer and engravers are exceptionally exquisite.

The time it takes to burn a stick of incense on the table, the smoke is curling, and the fragrance fills the room.

On the side of the offering table, there is a long table, two cabinets, one filled with medicine and one full of scriptures. Behind the long table is a thin old man sitting like loose, giving an old man pulse.

The old-fashioned hair and beard all white, the face is not old-fashioned, a pair of eyes are particularly bright, scorching, and a long white beard hanging down to the chest, really has several points of divine poise and sagelike features. He was wearing an azure daoist robe, which was washed a little white, but very clean.

The side of his right hand is pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a medicine box is placed on the left hand side. There are also strange tools such as medicine hoe, cinnabar, yellow paper, and sticks.

He is Daoist Lonely Heart, Qin Sang thought.

"Young Master, do you come to offer incense or cure?"

Qin Sang followed the sound and saw a Little Daoist Priest coming out of the crowd waiting for medical treatment. There was a thirteen. -Fourteen years old, Daoist Robe looks a bit big and funny in her body and looks fair.

I remembered that the old man punting said that Daoist Lonely Heart has a discipline, Qin Sang smiled on his face, "Little Daoist Priest is polite. My surname is Qin. I hurt my leg the day before. Ask Daoist Priest to help. "

Little Daoist Priest took over a small wooden pier, "Young Master Qin, please sit down."

Qin Sang sat down, and Little Daoist Priest lifted Qin Sang’s injured leg. I got up, reached out and touched the bones, and said: "Young Master Qin, your leg bones are not broken, maybe some bones are cracked, decoct some bone-building decoctions, and it won't take long to recover completely. If you are not in a hurry, you can Sit and wait, let my Master take a look for you."

Qin Sang came for the Old Daoist Priest, and naturally agreed, "I have a Daoist Priest."

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