"Ah, ghost?"
"Oh my god, ah!"
A girl screamed from behind, and Yang Hong was so frightened that she dropped the flashlight on the ground, causing more screams.
"Stop shouting, is that a ghost? Take a good look, it's a statue of a god!" I shook my flashlight.
After more than a minute, several people returned to normal.
"Hey, which god is this! White Beard? Lan Yue, do you know him?" Wang Man was bolder and asked as he picked up the flashlight.
Lan Yue usually likes history and has studied many Chinese religious myths.
"This must be the Dragon King, and the smaller ones next to it are the Turtle Prime Minister and the Crab General... The statue in the middle is a bit strange. It doesn't look like Wenquxing when holding a book?"
Lan Yue shook her head. The statues on the left and right were easy to distinguish, but she couldn't identify the old man with a white beard in the middle.
"Oh, don't look at it. It's so scary. Find a place to rest quickly. It's too cold." Yang Hong tugged on Wang Man's clothes.
When she said this, everyone felt wet and uncomfortable.
"Hurry up and make a fire to cook. This hall is too cold!" Liu Qingshan settled the horses and entered the door. He had a machete on his waist and a bundle of dead branches in his hand.
I nodded: "Find a place to rest! You will spend the night here tonight."
Several people cleared a place and shouted to light a fire to keep warm.
I took out some insect repellent from my bag and sprinkled it on the corners and near the doors and windows.
No mosquitoes, rats or the like were found in this hall, but in this wilderness, we had to guard against outsiders coming in.
Mosquitoes and wasps in the mountains are highly toxic and can sting people to death in severe cases.
Now that we didn't care about any taboos, Liu Qingshan and I knocked down a broken altar table, chopped it into a pile of broken wood with a knife, and lit a fire in the hall.
I also selected a few dry wooden boards for everyone to place under their bodies, so as not to catch a cold while sitting directly on the ground.
The temperature in the hall gradually rose. We sat around the fire, and the wet clothes on our bodies began to emit white steam.
Then a small fire was lit near a corner, and several people took turns taking off their wet clothes and putting on dry clothes. They were all educated youths going to the countryside, and they all had spare clothes in their backpacks.
Liu Qingshan and I were not prepared, so we simply went bareback.
The rain outside gradually became lighter, and Liu Qingshan went out again and brought back a small round pot from the carriage.
"This is the stream from the foot of the mountain outside the courtyard. People in our area drink from it."
Liu Qingshan was afraid that we would find it dirty, so he explained it specially.
"Mountain spring water is very good. You can't even drink it in the city." Du Jun joked.
"Yes, we come to the countryside just to share the joys and sorrows with the fellow villagers. What does this little difficulty mean?
"Now that we have a house to live in and water to drink, isn't it much happier than the Red Army's 25,000 yuan in the Long March?" Liang Li began to talk at length again.
I was too lazy to listen to Liang Li's advice, so I tapped the small iron pot with a branch: "Hey, why does this pot look familiar to me? Qingshan, does this look like the helmet worn by the little devil on TV?"
Liu Qingshan smiled: "Isn't that right? Back then, we had trouble with little devils everywhere, and these things are all trophies from fighting the little devils.
"The steel helmet is useful! Wear it on your head when you go hunting to protect your head. If you take it off, it can be used as a small pot. You can boil water for cooking."
Liu Qingshan hung the helmet on a simple shelf, lit a fire underneath, and soon the water boiled. We took out the sugar porcelain cups we brought with us and each drank some hot water.
Their bodies were getting warmer, but their stomachs were getting hungrier. Everyone took out the dry food from their bags.
Two packs of biscuits, some bread... Du Jun had two ham sausages and a box of canned meat. Together, these things were not enough for Du Jun and I to fill our teeth.
Liu Qingshan said: "There are a lot of trees around. Such a heavy rain must have dropped a lot of birds. I can kill a few of them anyway."
He took out a beautiful slingshot.
"Oh, you still have such a good thing. I used to shoot this accurately when I was a child. What a pity! Now I have switched to guns, and my hands are a bit raw, otherwise I would definitely shoot wherever I point." Du Jun took it and gestured twice. .
Boys from the Northeast have been playing with this thing since childhood. Although it is simple, it is very useful for making sparrows and chickens...
The rain had basically stopped. Liu Qingshan and Du Jun went out together, and soon came back carrying three pheasants.
Du Jun said with a smile: "There are quite a lot of pheasants. If it wasn't dark and the roads were slippery, I could kill five or six of them."
"And this thing." Liu Qingshan threw another sparrow with its head turned off. It seemed that he was very accurate with the slingshot and hit the head with one bullet.
Liang Li stepped forward and picked it up: "You don't want it, then give it to me."
Liang Li is a city dweller who has never eaten roasted sparrow a few times, so he plans to give it a try this time.
I pushed the temple door open, and the fresh air in front of me was refreshing. I looked up. Although it was dark night, I could see very clearly.
The sky in the north is covered with dark clouds, but there are not many clouds in the south to the top of the head, and the moon is still quite bright. The entire sky was in a clear state of cloudy and sunny. This scene reminded me of the Taoist Yin and Yang diagram.
This is not a good sign.
Liu Qingshan frowned: "Looking at the situation, it's going to rain. Just a little bit of wood isn't enough. Let's go get some more!"
Liu Qingshan’s wilderness survival skills are very rich.
He left Liang Li and the two girls watching the fire in the main hall, while the others went to the surrounding trees to look for dead branches that had fallen to the ground.
On the way back, I saw a big bird whose name I didn't know. It was soaked in the rain like a drowned rat and couldn't fly. I saw the opportunity and knocked it over with a stick.
Liu Qingshan said that this is a kind of wild goose. It is relatively small and has a sharp mouth. The locals call it Qiaoyan. The meat is a bit fishy and tastes good after being grilled with pine wood.
I carried Jia Qiaoyan, and Liu Qingshan got a lot of pine needles and branches, and asked Du Jun to find a lot of broad leaves.
When he came back, he also chopped up the altar tables. Liu Qingshan dug a hole in the courtyard, covered the two pheasants with mud, wrapped them in leaves and buried them in the ground. He lit a fire above and told us to wait for a while to eat the beggar. chicken.
The helmet was refilled with water, the ham was chopped into pieces, the canned meat was opened, and a pot of broth was made.
Liang Li was roasting sparrows alone by a small fire in the corner. When the meat in the helmet was cooked, the chicken was ready to eat.
Liu Qingshan removed the fire, took out the mud ball and cracked it open. A smell came out. When he went into the house and broke it open, the tender chicken attracted greedy people.
There was no need for any seasoning, just sprinkle some coarse salt that Liu Qingshan brought with him, and several people gathered around the fire and devoured it.
The scalding broth, the chicken with the fragrant aroma of leaves, made seven people's mouths full of oil. The broth alone had to be refilled with water three times.
Liang Li chewed the roasted sparrow to pieces, licking his lips and saying that it was definitely the most delicious thing in the world.
After eating and drinking, put out the fire and clean it, leaving the small fire in the corner to remove moisture. Everyone started chatting all over the place.
I didn't talk nonsense to them. I approached the row of statues with a flashlight and stood in front of the old man with a white beard in the middle. This old man has a strange appearance and an immortal spirit. He holds a book in his hand, and there is a boy on the left and right.
My face sank. This was not a small temple built by ordinary people. It was clearly a base for the tomb robbers to hide from others.
I noticed something strange when I first walked in, but I didn't have time to take a closer look. Now it seems that I immediately noticed something unusual.
The lines of these three statues are very simple and the workmanship is rougher than the others. They were obviously made in a hurry to save time.
Lan Yue and the others don't know who the donor is? But I recognized it. This was Gui Guzi, the legendary god-man.
Guiguzi's original name was Wang Xu, also known as Wang Chan or Wang Li. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, people lived in seclusion in the Guigu Valley of Yunmeng Mountain all year round, so they were known as Mr. Guigu, and everyone in the world called them Guiguzi.
This person is truly omnipotent, proficient in hundreds of schools of knowledge, and is the founder of the strategist family. He combines Taoism, strategy, art of war, yin and yang, medicine... into one body.
During the Warring States Period, the famous strategists Su Qin and Zhang Yi, the military strategists Sun Bin and Pang Juan, the reformers Shang Yang and Lu Buwei, and the famous warlock Xu Fu of the Qin State were all his apprentices.
Some people say that Guiguzi became an immortal and lived for hundreds of years, because the records about him in Chinese history spanned a long period of time.
But what few people know is that he has another identity. Guiguzi is also the common ancestor of the four great sects.
In fact, our four great sects all have their own ancestors. The ancestor of tomb robbing is Cao Cao during the Three Kingdoms period, the ancestor of exorcism is Tao Hongjing, the ancestor of exorcism is Shennong...
But there are too many branches below, such as Taoist Banshan, Captain Mojin, Chuma Xian, wizard, Maoshan Taoist, Ghost Eye Merchant... They all have their own inheritance, and it is inevitable that there will be some disputes.
The four sects sometimes need to cooperate together. For future development, the elders thought of a way.
While retaining their respective ancestors, they simply jointly respect Guiguzi as the ancestor of Qimen, because almost all of these miscellaneous studies can be related to Guiguzi when traced back to their roots.
According to the rules, Patriarch Guigu is not allowed to create statues of gods outside casually, especially in this kind of wild temple.
If it appears, it must have a special meaning. There are secret words of the four great sects hidden in it. The focus is on the two boys next to the Guigu Patriarch.
There must be two boys accompanying the Guiguzi statue. The boy on the left represents opening the door for help, and the boy on the right represents closing the door to thank guests.
If the boy on the right of Guigu Patriarch holds a sword in his palm and the tip of the sword is slightly tilted outward, this is a warning.
It means that someone has arrived here first, please leave with them. Otherwise, you will not be given face, and you will have to fight with swords.
If the boy to the left of Guigu Patriarch is holding a sword with the hilt pointing outward, it means the door is open for help.
It refers to finding a treasure, asking for help from fellow disciples passing by, and being willing to share the treasure together after the success is achieved.
Now in this temple, the boy on the left is holding a sword with the hilt facing outward.
This situation is very rare, no one is willing to share the treasure they discovered with others, and the treasure is so touching! If you don't get it right, you may face the risk of turning against each other and becoming enemies with each other.
There were only a few major events in history where the four great sects jointly hunted for treasure, and the Great Qing Treasure was one of them.
However, according to the signs in front of us, there should be no big treasures here. It can only be said that the discoverer is relatively weak.
If this is the case, then those scary stories about ghost temples that Liu Qingshan just told are really not made up.
I looked at the statue of Guiguzi and began to analyze the matter in my mind.
