At this moment, a thunder exploded, and the roaring donkey-headed monster under the tree immediately fell to the ground and died.
Zhao Chuan was stunned, looked up and saw a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest, holding a sword and walking leisurely in the rain with unhurried steps.
"Hey! Can you two get into the cave? The poor Taoist is about to go in!" The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the two people hanging on the small tree and jumped into the hole.
"Little good man, stay here for one night!" The middle-aged Taoist glanced inside the cave and raised his hands in salute to Zhao Chuan.
"Easy to say, easy to say!" Zhao Chuan responded quickly, thinking that actually I am not an aborigine.
The two people on the tree were stunned for a moment, then jumped off the tree again, ran back and picked up all the luggage they had just thrown away.
The luggage was thrown into the cave entrance. Zhao Chuan saw that it turned out to be bedding and other sleeping supplies wrapped in oil paper, some of which were useful for food. Finally, he threw in a few bundles of dry firewood and household items for cooking and making fire, all wrapped in oil paper. of.
Finally, the two of them pulled up the dead donkey-headed monster with a rope, "What a bastard! It scared me to death! It scared me to death! This thing looks like a donkey, and it turns out to be a cannibal..."
After the two of them finished their work, they were all wet and said some kind words to Zhao Chuan, and Zhao Chuan naturally reciprocated the courtesy.
Zhao Chuan was originally a dove occupying a magpie's nest, but now he suddenly became the master of the cave and had people be so polite to him. He was a little flattered. But he had nothing and was unable to entertain others as a landlord, which made him feel a little embarrassed for a while.
But the latecomers didn't care about this at all. They were busy packing their luggage and talking enthusiastically.
The two men untied the oil paper and rummaged around for things. They untied several bundles of dry firewood and quickly found something to make a fire.
Then he collected the rainwater, built a stone stove, and dragged the donkey-headed beast over to skin it, apparently to cook meat.
After the middle-aged Taoist priest came in, he meditated by himself, with his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not.
After more than half an hour, the meat was probably cooked. The two of them each took a piece and took a bite. Their expressions immediately became extremely uncomfortable.
"This is a wolf with the head of a donkey. The meat has not been processed. It is sour and fishy and difficult to swallow..." Probably because he smelled the meat, the middle-aged Taoist priest opened his eyes and saw their funny expressions and couldn't help but say.
Seeing the expert speaking, the two people hurriedly asked for advice on what to do.
The middle-aged Taoist priest said that the meat should be washed with strong salt water and cooked with Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, calamus, Houttuynia cordata, etc. He pointed to a place not far outside the cave entrance and said that wild Sichuan peppercorns, wild mountain peppers, and fishy peppers could be used. There are grasses and so on nearby.
The two were overjoyed when they heard this. They picked the plants according to the instructions, cooked them again, and finally ate with smiles on their faces.
The two naturally invited the middle-aged Taoist priest and Zhao Chuan to have a meal together, and even brought out wine. The Taoist priest's eyes widened when he saw the wine. Wine is a good thing nowadays, because the output is very small and the price is expensive.
Zhao Chuan was not polite either.
Sharing food shortens the distance, and speed enhances the relationship. A few people were chatting while eating, and two of them said they were passing by this place and had never seen this animal before.
"This is called a donkey-headed wolf! A donkey-headed wolf with a body. Some mountain people call them donkey-headed bastards, mountain bastards, and donkey-headed bugs. They probably took shelter here from the rain and were beaten to death by me. This thing is so vicious." The middle-aged Taoist priest said. Popular science.
"Yeah! We've all seen it. Master Dao is still the best, otherwise this thing would have eaten us!" The two of them nodded like garlic with their mouths full of food.
The loud noise that killed the donkey-headed wolf turned out to be a spell cast by the Taoist priest. He thought it was thunder from the sky, but Zhao Chuan suddenly realized.
"What's the name of your magic? It's so powerful!" Zhao Chuan praised, his eyes full of envy.
"That's called thunder and lightning, but it's not a spell, it's a Taoist skill. It's just a small skill at the end of Taoist practice, not worth mentioning."
The middle-aged Taoist priest swallowed a piece of meat and said calmly: "But there is a more powerful one in this mountain, called 'horse tiger'. Some people also call it 'horse tiger'. It has a horse body and a tiger head, and its body is as big as a horse. Its ferocity is even greater than that of a horse." The tiger on this mountain has been eaten by a sloppy tiger before, so the tiger has to run away when it sees it!"
When they heard this, they both stopped chewing and opened their eyes wide: "My dear! Why are there these things in this mountain?"
"Sigh, these things never existed in this mountain before. They only appeared in the past few months." The middle-aged Taoist priest said calmly.
"Then, why is this? How could this happen?" Zhao Chuan was curious and couldn't help but ask.
The middle-aged Taoist priest did not answer Zhao Chuan's question, but tore off a piece of wolf meat and chewed it for a long time, and then asked: "Haha, can you guys tell me why you are here in this deep mountain cave?" He smiled. Look at everyone.
"Well, I'm actually passing by, and I'm not the owner of the cave... I'm just staying here. I want to go to Qingfeng Temple tomorrow." Zhao Chuan told the truth first. He ate other people's food, and it didn't matter if he said something irrelevant.
"Oh, I also want to stay temporarily. I also want to go to Qingfeng Temple tomorrow, haha." The middle-aged Taoist priest swallowed a sip of wine and pointed at the other two people, "Where are you two?"
"We, we, this..." The fat and thin people spoke hesitantly, as if they had something to hide.
"Ha! Don't tell me. You are here to hunt for treasures, right? It's a pity that there are no treasures you want to find in the mountains in the south. There are only monsters in these mountains recently." The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes flashed, and he didn't wait for the two of them to react. He reached out and pulled out a bead as transparent as water, "Are you looking for such a rare thing?"
The two people's eyes widened for a moment and they looked at each other, "Master! The Taoist Master is really a master. It seems that I can't hide anything from you."
"You came from Panlong Mountain, thousands of miles away in the north?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked.
The two looked at each other and nodded, even more surprised that the Taoist priest could guess so correctly.
Panlong Mountain? Zhao Chuan secretly thought, isn't that his hometown? Zhaojia Village is at the north foot of Panlong Mountain, and the tragedy of the Zhao family's destruction suddenly came to mind.
"Hahaha, eat, eat, drink!" The Taoist still looked calm, "I just happened to meet you two in the north."
What kind of jewelry is this? Zhao Chuan retracted his thoughts and was surprised that the beads were as transparent as water and crystal clear.
"Is it a pearl or a jade bead?" Zhao Chuan asked curiously. Pearls and jade beads were common to him, but they did not have such color and texture, nor such transparency.
The middle-aged Taoist priest saw that Zhao Chuan was very interested, so he handed it to Zhao Chuan for a closer look.
Zhao Chuan licked it, feeling cold and hard. Pearls are moist and jade is astringent. They both have natural luster and unique texture, but this one is not like them.
"Maybe it's a rare pearl from the Western Regions or the South China Sea." Zhao Chuan was unsure and played with the transparent bead.
"I really hope it's a pearl!" The middle-aged Taoist priest laughed mischievously and said that pearls are edible, but he had swallowed this one by mistake before and pulled it out without digesting it at all, so it was definitely not a pearl.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Chuan hurriedly threw the beads to the ground in disgust. The Taoist priest laughed and said that he had thrown away the beads a long time ago and the one now is not the one to eat. "This is really worthless. If you find the right place, you can grab a handful."
"You two are still not telling the truth?" Seeing the other two looking at each other, the Taoist priest took out another beads and gave one to each of them.
The two looked at each other, then sighed, and had no choice but to reveal the inside story of their trip.
As expected, the two of them came from Panlong Mountain in the north, thousands of miles away, with the purpose of picking up treasures.
Because it is said that someone saw a huge black divine bird falling from the mountain, and several immortals came out of the belly of the divine bird. After these immortals came down, they started fighting. After a burst of thunder and fire, the immortals dropped many priceless treasures. After picking up, Those who arrive either become rich overnight or are promoted to official positions.
So the two of them went to try their luck, but found nothing. They just heard that there were some monsters in the mountains. But recently I heard that there are treasures appearing in Lingyin Mountain, so I wanted to try my luck, but accidentally met the monster donkey-headed wolf.
The Taoist priest laughed again and said that you were late and most of your things had been found. I have been to the place where the huge black divine bird fell. It was a huge deep pit, and the surrounding areas were severely burned by lightning strikes and fires. I found a really good thing nearby.
The Taoist priest said as he took out a long and flat bottle from his arms. The material of the bottle was exactly the same as the transparent beads.
Several people looked at the bottle and looked puzzled. The Taoist priest said that the bottle was not a good thing, but the good thing was what was inside. As he spoke, he uncorked the bottle and poured some of the water-like substance inside into a small bowl. A strong aroma of wine immediately filled the air.
Seeing several people sniffing their noses, the Taoist priest said again: "Do you think this is wine? Wrong!" As he said this, he brought a fire stick closer to it, and a blue flame immediately ignited in the small bowl.
The Taoist priest immediately took up a drink and drank it all.
"The foreign objects in the sky are not oil when they are on fire, and they are not water when they are like water. There is fire in the water, and there is yang in the yin. It is the golden liquid of cultivation."
"Congratulations, Taoist Master, for your rare honor! This is undoubtedly the nectar and jade liquid used in the Queen Mother's peach banquet!" The two of them also said happily.
"Come, come, come! I'm happy today. Meeting each other is fate. Let's all have a try!" The middle-aged Taoist priest said, each of them poured some and warmly invited everyone to drink together.
The two were flattered and hurriedly said that such rare treasures were very valuable and they did not dare to waste them. They also said that if they were taken outside the mountain, it would be easy to become rich overnight or to be promoted to an official position.
The Taoist priest waved his hand and said that he was a monk and Taoist, and he had nothing else but fame and fortune. Let's drink together!
It's rare for a Taoist priest to be cheerful. Respect is worse than obeying orders. Zhao Chuan also picked up the small bowl and drank it all in one gulp. My dear, this is not water. It is clearly a ball of fire, burning from the mouth to the abdomen, and then spreading throughout the body.
Zhao Chuan felt light-headed and dizzy, and in a daze he heard the Taoist priest's burst of laughter, which was extremely harsh, and then he didn't know anything else...
When he woke up again, it was already the next morning. The rain outside had stopped long ago. Zhao Chuan was the only one in the cave. The middle-aged Taoist priest and the other two people had long since disappeared.
Zhao Chuan regretted waking up too late. Judging from the Taoist priest's words and deeds, he must be an expert and he should learn Kung Fu from him. Without effort, how can we avenge this family?
Also, why did I oversleep? The sun is already high, it's probably Chen time already. Didn't that True Yuanzi come to call me? Why can't he keep his words straight?
Zhao Chuan blamed himself extremely, feeling that he was really useless, what else could he do like this.
Zhao Chuan quickly left the cave and ran towards Qingfeng Temple.
As soon as he ran to the mountain gate, the Taoist priest named Zhen Yuanzi was pacing back and forth anxiously. When he saw Zhao Chuan, he said, "Where did you spend the night last night? I searched for you for half the night and couldn't find you. Master Shishu left the seclusion in the middle of the night. Got it!"
"I'm in the cave you mentioned. It's on the cliff, more than ten feet high from the ground. There are two small trees in front of the cave..."
Before Zhao Chuan could speak, he was interrupted by Zhen Yuanzi, "I'm talking about the mountainside not far away. Here, it's just below, only a few hundred steps away!" Zhen Yuanzi pointed eastward.
"Oh, I'm looking for the wrong place. Tell me quickly, I want to see Taoist Master Xuan Jing."
Zhen Yuanzi lowered his head and sighed heavily, "You are late. Master Shishu gave a sermon before dawn and has left now!"
"Then you didn't show him my pear wood pendant?" Zhao Chuan was anxious.
"Show it!"
