Taoist chanting

Seeing the master put down the bamboo tube, stopped drinking the soup, and sat upright to reason, the donkey hurriedly changed the topic: "My lord, are you not tired of eating fish with such a strong fishy smell every day? I can't smell it. I'm tired of it, why don't we go far away today, and I'll help you kill a rabbit to eat?"

At this time, it does not want to listen to the main principles of the watcher.

It wants to drink, it wants to scold its old cripple, it wants the son of the mountain badger, and there is a little sprite who can talk sweetly.

It thought of everyone in the Taoist temple, including the earth spirit on the back mountain who was not easy to deal with.

The longer time passed, the more restless its heart became.

I don't know if the second senior brother and the little ghost have sprinkled all the spiritual grass seeds?How are the seedlings doing?

Since May last year, it has longed for large tracts of spiritual grass, the kind that can't be eaten up. It wants to lie down and roll in the spiritual grass. It's beautiful to think about it.

After watching the donkey wagging its tail for a while, Zhang Wenfeng glanced back at the misty valley hundreds of feet away.

He guessed that the fox girl was in seclusion and would not come out in a short time.

There may be a lot of space in the valley, so you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he can also see that the donkey is restless.

"I packed up the tools, and later we will walk upstream along the stream to see the two large waterfalls hanging from the clouds and enjoy the spectacular scenery."

"Wow, wow, that waterfall looks very interesting from a long distance, it's time to go and see it."

The donkey is very excited, it is restless.

It's really boring to wait for it in this place and not be able to practice lightning.

After drinking the soup, he cleaned the bamboo tubes, bamboo seeds, spider shells and other items and put them back into the cave, and closed the stone gate of the cave. With a rough skin bag containing flint and salt hanging from his waist, Zhang Wenfeng went up the river with the impatient donkey.

The two huge rocks near the mountain stream near Guidan Valley are some kind of marks left by the fox monster clan.

The fox girl said that Guidan Valley is in the middle of two huge waterfalls, but there is still some distance between them. Looking from the direction of the two huge rocks, Guidan Valley is indeed in the middle of the two waterfalls in the distance.

The stream is clear, and the water's edge is covered with large and small pebbles.

After winding up for about two miles, a small river of seven or eight feet wide, heading east, lies in front of it, and the river is rushing rapidly.

Looking upstream and the rocks on the opposite bank for a while, Zhang Wenfeng said: "This small river should be formed by the water flowing down from the waterfall. Let's go around the river and go westward for a while. The river turns sharply there, just be careful that there are monsters around. "

The donkey was also observing, and shouted: "There should be no danger in this place during the day. There are birds singing everywhere in the woods. Let's come back before the sun goes down."

Having said that, walk with caution.

On the grass on the left side of the turn, a group of wild sheep with long horns on their heads were also found, which were not small in size.

The wild sheep watched vigilantly the man and the donkey by the river, bleating a few times.

"Monastery Lord, you are blessed. When you come back, I will mix with the sheep and help you hunt a head and roast it at night."

The donkey volunteered to be an undercover hunting agent, and refused to let it do anything. He panicked and said, "Since there are sheep here, I guess there are no powerful monsters. At most, there are ordinary wolves or other wild animals that eat meat."

Zhang Wenfeng was also quite relieved. It was a group of ordinary wild sheep, and the survival of them meant that the danger here was not great.

Turning around the stone mountain, the river became very narrow, and there was a huge rumbling sound.

The huge waterfall that poured from the sky fell into the deep pool, and the splashed water was as high as ten feet. The water was dense, and the vegetation was green and wet. Except for the roar of the waterfall, there were almost no other sounds.

Zhang Wenfeng looked up and saw that the rock wall was steep, and the top of the mountain could not be seen under the clouds and fog.

Compared with the uncanny workmanship of nature, the individual is extremely small.

The donkey leaped across the rapids and deep ravine, which was less than four feet wide, and shouted: "The view here is wider, eh, no, why does it feel that the waterfall is farther away..."

Before it finished speaking, Zhang Wenfeng also jumped to the opposite side and landed on the rock.

Seeing the waterfall in full view, hanging far away, Zhang Wenfeng paused in his heart, and hurriedly looked to the opposite side. The mist covered his sight, and there was nothing on the other side. He heard the sound of water splashing from the deep and steep canyon below. .

He hurriedly held down the donkey who was anxious to jump back.

"Don't be impatient, let's go downstream along the water, maybe we can find a way out."

Zhang Wenfeng comforted the donkey who caused the trouble, even if the donkey didn't jump over, he would still be fooled, this place looks peaceful, who would have expected that there would be such a trap across a river?

I don't know who arranged it?

He suspected that he jumped into a formation similar to Xiaotiandi. Except for the hanging waterfall half covered by mist in the distance, the other mountains, rocks, forests, grasslands, and grasslands were not what he saw on the other side. If he didn't find the right way out, he wanted to jump. It was estimated to be impossible in the past.

It is likely to fall into the abyss and be smashed to pieces.

Danger is hard to guard against.

They jumped into a huge pit.

Therefore, in addition to strength, knowledge and luck are also very important on the road of practice.

"Monastery Lord, look, there are dead bones, there are many dead bones in the forest."

The donkey screamed, "Could it be that there are powerful monsters, or ghosts hiding in the woods?"

Zhang Wenfeng stood still, staring at the sparse forest more than [-] feet away on the left. Among the chaotic rocks, there were many bones lying down, including various beasts, bird bones, and a small amount of human bones.

"It wasn't caused by monsters. All the bones are well preserved and there are no signs of biting."

Zhang Wenfeng thought about it and came to a conclusion: "I suspect that there are ghosts lurking here. Don't be afraid. What do I do, the Lord? I specialize in catching ghosts. It doesn't dare to show up during the day, but it will be at night. Let's find a place to stay first."

He gave the donkey a wink.

The donkey understood and continued to follow the direction of the Lord.

I walked around the rocky mountain with a radius of about three miles. Except for a man and a donkey, I didn't see a living creature, not even a bird.

I don't have time to go into the forest or climb the mountain to investigate.

The donkey was very worried, and said, "My lord, there are no wild vegetables in this land except for grass. The surrounding canyons are covered by mist. You can only hear the sound of water, but you can't see the surface of the water. You can't even catch fish." What can I do if I can’t find food?”

"Don't worry, there is a way."

Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was setting to the west, Zhang Wenfeng was busy cutting down trees.

Split the wood into firewood and pile it behind a large rock in the south, and spread the dead branches and leaves found on the stone to dry.

As dusk approached, he struck a fire with flint and steel.

If he doesn't eat two meals a day, he won't die from starvation. He has to keep his spirits up and deal with the dangers that may arise at night.

Time passed slowly, the night was dark and the stars were shining brightly, and no one was in the mood to talk.

The bonfire was blown by the night wind, and from time to time sparks "cracked" and exploded.

In the middle of the night, there was a strange sound of "woo-woo" from the forest on the mountain, and some dark green lights were floating towards the south.

The eerie atmosphere made the donkey's skin tense.

It doesn't have lightning techniques to use, and it doesn't know how to kill ghosts, kick it with hooves?

What should the ghost do?

Rolling around on the donkey is definitely not going to work, hey, why did it jump into this ghost place out of curiosity, is it fascinated by ghosts?

Smelling the cold ghost air, Zhang Wenfeng didn't let down his vigilance. They were just some ghosts and wandering spirits. He could easily deal with them standing still. What he had to guard against were the high-level old ghosts who commanded the low-level ghosts.

This place is so weird, it's hard to say that there are no powerful things guarding it.

When the ghosts swarmed to the front, the sound of scriptures, accompanied by the crackling of the bonfire, resounded in the night sky.

What surprised Zhang Wenfeng was that he usually relied on the sound of scriptures to save ghosts, but this time he unexpectedly lost his special charm. All the low-level ghosts were completely indifferent, and they were not afraid of the flames, and they flew towards a person and a donkey.

Vitality is just what they need to nourish.

Chapter 327

Under the light of the fire, the Zaomu sword pierced wisps of light with changing colors. Due to the high speed, the speed at which the sword light dissipated was far slower than the speed at which it was generated, and intertwined together, forming a sword net with dots of cold light.

All the ghosts and wandering spirits pounced like moths to the flame, and there was a "crack" sound in the air.

The pitiful ghosts screamed endlessly, and then quickly stopped and annihilated. The sword light chased several feet away, and in a short period of time, it killed the group of ghosts gushing out of the forest into black air, collapsed and disappeared into the night sky, and returned to heaven and earth between.

In a dangerous place, since he couldn't recite scriptures to save him, he should kill him with the force of thunder. This is his reasoning.

He has more than one method to deal with ghosts.

The donkey stood there without moving. The speed of the viewer was too fast, so it decided not to cause trouble.

Seeing the temple master retracting his sword and coming back, the donkey went up to meet him dog-leggedly, wagging its tail: "My temple master, you are 'sword qi spanning thirty thousand miles, and one sword's light and cold on eighteen continents', the temple master is mighty! A group of big ghosts and little ghosts Not enough for your sword..."

"Stop, stop! Where did you get all this nonsense?"

Goosebumps arose all over Zhang Wenfeng's body, so he hurriedly told him to stop.

"When I went to town with the old cripple to listen to storytelling, how about learning something new? All the ghosts in the woods have been killed, and there are no ghosts who slipped through the net. They should be clean, right?"

The donkey sniffed his nose, feeling the ghostly smell in the air.

Zhang Wenfeng sat down in the direction of the forest, added three wet logs to the bonfire, and the smoke and moisture were swaying, and said: "I don't know if there are any powerful ghosts lurking in the mountains. I will adjust my breath for an hour. It's almost time. What are you calling?" Me, we take turns to watch the night, we must not be careless."

"That's, that's, the Lord, just adjust your breath, I'm in good spirits, I don't feel sleepy, I'll watch the night."

Where can the donkey be trapped, it can only feel at ease when it sees that there are no ghosts in the mountain.

There was no abnormality overnight, and the bonfire burned until dawn.

The sun rose to the height of the treetops, and the dew in the grass was dry. Zhang Wenfeng stood up and drew his sword, and said, "Let's go, no matter whether there are ghosts or not, let's sweep all the forests and mountains. There is no reason to guard against ghosts all the time."

"Let's go, I remember a word called it, scaring the grass to scare ghosts."

"It's 'striking the grass to startle the snake'."

"It's almost the same meaning. You, the Lord, sometimes like to pick thorns and get into the horns of the dead. Can you still have a good chat? You've been talking to death for a long time."

"...Okay, I will correct it in the future."

"It's more or less like, 'If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing better than being good'."

A donkey dropped his book bag, foaming at the mouth, so full of energy that he wasn't even afraid of ghosts.

It took most of the morning to walk around the woods and hilltops, and set fire to the ghostly caves and smoked them for a while. No ghosts were found hiding on the entire island-like mountain, so that one person and one donkey were relieved.

Only the last huge rock on the top of the mountain, which is bare and without trees, is very steep, about ten feet high.

The donkey looked up for a while, but it couldn't go up, and said: "If you forget it, the birds don't shit on it, and there isn't even a shade tree, so I don't want to bother."

"A journey of a hundred miles is half-ninety, and you can't give up halfway. You wait for me here for a while."

Zhang Wenfeng retreated a few steps to run up, stepped on the ground to take off, stepped on the steep slope of the rock with both feet alternately, ran close to the top of the rock in the blink of an eye, stretched out his left hand to climb, and jumped up high with the help of his whole body, looking quickly Situation on top of the rock.

What surprised him was that there was a stone house above, and the place where he came up was the side courtyard wall.

Looking from below, it was blocked by the courtyard wall, and it was thought to be a whole huge rock.

Landing on the five-foot-thick rocky courtyard wall, Zhang Wenfeng held the sword in his hand and cautiously moved towards the main entrance.

The stone gate is open, and three seal characters are engraved horizontally on the plaque of the stone house: "Guanpuyan."

The ground was covered with thick dust, and it didn't look like it was inhabited.

Zhang Wenfeng felt it carefully for a while, and asked aloud: "Is the master's house there? Daoist Zhang took the liberty to come to visit."

The donkey standing under the rock was greatly surprised and called out, "Monastery Lord, what's the matter?"

"There is a stone house with two bedrooms and one living room on the top of the rock. It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time. Let me go in and have a look."

Zhang Wenfeng jumped from the courtyard wall to the rocky ground, stepped lightly up the steps of the eaves, stepped over the stone threshold, and looked inside and out. There are simple stone tables, stone benches, stone couches, etc. in the stone house, and there is no ghost at all. .

This stone house seems to be specially prepared for watching waterfalls, facing north, standing under the eaves of the gate, just facing the waterfall hanging in the distance, only the front is blocked by the courtyard wall, which is not so perfect.

Zhang Wenfeng is already very satisfied, having a ready-made stone house to live in can at least solve the urgent need.

He opened a stone ladder on the rock with his sword, and with the agility of a donkey, it was no problem for him to get up and down.

Floating to the bottom of the rock, he told the donkey about the situation of the stone house. After being excited, the donkey began to worry again: "My lord, there is no prey here, no edible roots, and even no water. You... ...How to solve the problem of eating?"

Zhang Wenfeng walked down the mountain with confidence, and said: "The sound of the water in the south is clearer than other places, and it doesn't sound so rushing. I threw stones under the mist yesterday, and I could hear the sound of the stones hitting the water. I guess it was only seven or eight at most. After a while, you can cut down a thick tree, cut it into a tube, hollow it out to make a simple bucket, hang it with a long vine and put it in the foggy canyon to the south, and you should be able to get water."

As long as he can hit the water, he can find a way to catch the fish.

The so-called endless road depends on whether one can find the only way to survive.

"Then you hurry up and start cutting wood to make wooden barrels. What do you do with these unattractive and useless small bamboos, uh, you don't want to use bamboo and hemp sticks to make brooms..."

"Things have to be done one by one. I will clean the inside and outside of the stone house first. Maybe I can find useful clues. The stone house was built on the top of the rock, and the word 'Waterfall Rock' seems to have some meaning." Means, don’t waste too much time, I’ll try first.”

Zhang Wenfeng has nothing to rely on now, he can only analyze and follow his feelings.

He quickly made a broom, climbed up the big rock again, and landed in the courtyard of the stone house. Starting from the inside of the house, he swept the dust to the corner and took it out with his hands. It took two quarters of an hour to clean the inside and outside of the house. again.

Cleaning before moving in is also a custom passed down from generation to generation.