The relationship between Python and Immortal is deep, Hu Xian speaks
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Cheng ChengWords: 1250Update Time: 24/01/12 15:03:05
Everything is traceable.
Baby, after your great-grandpa left, I always dreamed about snakes, big pythons, or a pit full of little snakes.
It's amazing to say that your Grand Master told me the story of Baoling Palace on the mountain.
Among them is the reason why I came to Baoling Palace.
The reputation of Baoling Palace was much greater than that of "Crooked Neck Old Mother ~ Qingyan Temple" now.
During the Cultural Revolution, your Grand Master was the leader of the Red Guards. He led the Red Guards to smash the statue of Baoling Palace. Many years later, something unfortunate happened to this group of people. Your Grand Master regretted his youth and ignorance, so he decided to Resigned from public office and rebuilt Baoling Palace.
Your grand master has not left the mountain alone for 26 years, restoring the destroyed temple brick by brick. The hardships along the way have been witnessed with my own eyes as I grew up.
The paths in the mountains were paved piece by piece with bluestones by your Grand Master, and the woods were planted by him from saplings one by one. The Maitreya Buddha on the mountain is the one I swear, he, the mute grandpa, and the villagers picked it up. Pile of stones.
There is also the Mang Ye Mang Milk Temple, which was built by your Grand Master because of a dream.
That night, your grand master met a python in his dream and told you his whereabouts.
The Python Fairy said: "I'm near a tree halfway up the mountain. You go dig a hole. I'm there."
Your master, you led the villagers to start the construction work the next day. When you dig there, it is true, said the experienced old man.
"This is really a python habitat, with traces of whirlpools."
Your Grand Master then decided to build the current Mangye Mangnai Temple with this cave as the center.
When I was a kid, I would just look inside this cave entrance when I had nothing to do. I was both scared and curious.
You may want to ask, what about pythons? Where did you go?
During your grandmother's practice in the mountains, a giant python was injured and entered the Taoist temple, where it coiled itself on the Yin Yang Bagua diagram.
The lay people were frightened when they saw it. Your grand master quickly observed and found that he seemed to be injured.
He took everyone with him and chanted sutras for it, but it disappeared the next day.
Later, lay people could always find it at the entrance of the mountain cave.
Perhaps, this is why my mother is inextricably linked to Baoling Palace.
Later I heard that there was a talking fox on the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a villager named Zhang San who was hunting and brought home a fox.
Zhang San put the fox in a cage, placed it in the outhouse, and made a fire to cook.
While he was lighting the fire, he suddenly heard someone speaking.
"When will you let me go? Are you going to eat me?"
Zhang San was stunned for a moment and looked back, but there was no one there.
Another question, "When will you let me go?"
Zhang San turned around and looked at the fox, his legs were weak with fear.
Quickly pick up the cage and take the fox up the mountain to find your Grand Master.
Your Grand Master taught him a lesson and he kept repenting.
After all, let's release the fox on our mountain.
Baby, you must have grown up by the time you read this article.
Mom tells you that the foxes on the mountain have given birth to litter after litter of fox cubs, and it doesn’t necessarily mean which generation they are.
Why do you say that?
Because both mother and your aunt have seen that fox.
That day I went back to Baoling Palace with your aunt.
I saw a black fox squatting where the bathroom was now. It was hairy, spiky, and skinny.
Your aunt said: "It should be giving birth to a baby." I ran to the mountain and said, "Master, has that fox given birth to a baby?"
Your Grand Master said: "Yes, we are all vegetarians, and there is nothing for it to eat."
After I heard this, I ran out and told your aunt.
Your aunt felt very distressed when she saw it, and gave it all the roast chicken and steamed buns in the car.
It devoured it, a scene that would make anyone cry.
Now it’s easy to lose sight of them on the mountain. How deep is the bond between them before we can meet again?