Here, a pavilion is built high on the rain praying platform, and a tent has been surrounded by white cloth. In the east direction of the tent, there is a statue of Taiyi, the God who saves the suffering, and there are the statues of the four heavenly kings and Chen Jinggu on the left and right.
Taoist Cui slowly put the incense sticks into the incense burner and signaled Yue Guanchao and the others to enter the tent: "You guys, take off your shoes and socks when you come in, come in barefoot and sit on the stool, and wait for my arrangements."
Yue Guanchao and the others came from the north and didn't know what Guanluoyin was, so they had to follow Taoist Cui's words, take off their shoes and socks and walk into the tent barefoot.
In the tent, with the altar as the center, there were about ten stools surrounding the left and right. Yue Guanchao, Song Siyuan, Yue Erpao, Xu Xiake, and Sun Daqiao sat on the left, while Tan Yanqiu and Hua Yuxiu were on the right. Although the group of seven people was less than ten. Individuals are not that small.
Taoist Cui waved to the outside of the tent, and the Taoist Yang Hu on the side walked in with a wooden square plate. On top of the square plate was wrapped jute silk cloth. The silk cloth was almost apricot yellow, and only the talisman and seal were painted with cinnabar on the front. It looked like , just like an uncut Taoist talisman and immortal seal script.
He picked up the silk cloth on the square plate and said in unison: "Observing Luoyin is all about the wandering soul, and human eyes are a burden. After you close your eyes, I will cover you with this hijab. Wait a moment Without my instructions, there is no need to make any more noise, just follow the sound of my Sanqing bell."
After that, everyone closed their eyes one after another. Cui Taoist spread the silk cloth and put it on the person's head, just enough to cover the person's shoulders. He picked up the written talisman and used the red cloth to cover his eyes. , after being trapped in front of everyone's eyes, it was as if there was a yellow talisman on his forehead.
Later, the tent was completely surrounded. He picked up the Sanqing Bell from the table. As the bell rang, the old Taoist priest murmured in a high-pitched voice: "The sky is clear and the earth is clear. Third aunt of the Chen family came to ask for help. Ask for help." I'm sorry, please ask Sangu to come out of the altar. One embroidery is embroidered with Guanyin, and the other is embroidered with phoenix brocade. The phoenix brocade comes flying with rice moss, and seven feet of red silk is placed on the rice moss. Incense is burned in the daytime, and the aunt is sitting there. In the dark, Burn incense and invite my aunt to come. Twelve pieces of golden grasshoppers and eighteen pieces of falling clouds... The big road pass, Pingbobo. The small road pass, through the dungeon, the big road to the underworld city, find your parents and find family ties."
At the beginning of his trance, Yue Guanchao only felt that the cloth covering his head had a very strange smell, as if it was cotton cloth that had been soaked in ointment. A rich, bitter and variegated medicinal smell entered his mouth and nose.
His head was covered under the silk cloth, and the smell seemed to be coming from all directions, making him unable to escape. He had to close his eyes, and even his originally vigilant spirit relaxed slightly.
During this process, Taoist Cui never put down his Sanqing bell, muttering mantras and jingling the bell.
At the same time, he picked up a handful of paper money and put it close to the candle flame. He saw the flames flickering onto the paper and immediately burning out countless fly ash. The heat wave swept through the tent, causing the fly ash to spread outwards. He then scattered the remaining fly ash into the air. Just like butterflies flying on broken leaves.
"Ahem, everyone, if any of you want to fall asleep or doze off, it means that the talisman is working. You don't have to hold on and don't want to sleep. If you insist on not sleeping, no one can make you fall into a state of trance. , Relax your whole body, relax your whole body, think about yourself lying on the soft Taishi chair, shaking, moving, shaking, moving, I want to sleep more and more, I want to sleep more and more."
Taoist Cui's words seemed to be hypnotic, making their whole bodies extremely relaxed. Even if they were sitting on uncomfortable stools, they felt like they were on a soft satin-woven Taishi chair. The voice became softer and softer, as if it was gradually moving away from their ears.
Yue Guanchao was so sleepy after experiencing the smell of the medicine just now. After being yelled at by the old Taoist priest, his eyelids immediately relaxed, as if he could no longer feel the existence of his body, and he completely entered a state of chaotic sleep.
"The talented dragon girl should proceed slowly, and two generals will accompany you. Cross the bridge with your feet and hands, and the copper snake and iron rat will step aside. Walk closely until you reach the hexagonal stone, where there are good tea leaves. Walk closely until you reach the hexagonal stone. There are good tea leaves in the ground. Hexagonal bricks, good tea soup underground. Walk closely until you reach the Hexagonal Bridge, shaking your feet and shaking your hands."
At this moment, the crisp trilling sound of the Sanqing Bell turned into the clang of a wooden fish in my ears, and there were even footsteps and drum beats, and the voice of the old Taoist priest sounded again.
This time, it was like standing on the edge of a cliff, with echoes already vibrating.
When the ashes were all gone, the old Taoist priest took out the real road-rushing talisman from his pocket, and when he twisted it with his fingers, the talisman ignited spontaneously without fire. Then, he picked up the talisman and sealed it on the person's face in order from left to right. Make a circle around your head in front of your eyes, step by step, leaving no one behind.
"Hey, let me take you to the Yuanchen Palace of Lao Dao first. When you come out, you can go find the person you want to find."
When it was Yue's turn to watch the tide, he only felt his eyes being burned by the talisman fire. When the flames disappeared, he opened his eyes and saw all his companions appearing here.
"Is this still the Dragon King Temple?"
Song Siyuan observed carefully, she saw that the sky was covered with dense clouds and layers of gray and black, as if they were pressing down on her head. It was not as clear and blue as when they came. Except for other people around, there was no one offering incense. It was as if in an instant, all living people were gone. Disappeared, leaving only a few of them.
Looking towards the main hall, the Dragon King Temple still has double eaves and stacked buildings, with a tower next to it. However, a misty mist has risen from the ground. The main hall of the Dragon King Temple seems to be suspended in the clouds, ethereal and sacred.
"Children, hurry to my Yuanchen Palace. When you leave the Dragon King Temple later, I don't care what you want to do. Just come in before the incense is gone."
The layout of the Yuanchen Palace is exactly the same as that of the Dragon King Temple. They stepped off the rain praying platform and walked into the Yuanchen Palace. After entering the palace gate, they could see the Five Dragon Gods crowned and standing in a row.
There are five elements in the sky and five grains on the earth. Five dragon gods are also enshrined in the Dragon King Temple, namely the central yellow dragon in the center and the four dragon king supporting gods of green, red, white and black on the left and right. Incense is already burning in front of the incense burner. , as the incense flickers on and off, what is burned is no longer smoke, but a misty light similar to quicksand.
Several people always remembered to check the situation and climbed to the third floor along the side hall stairs. The Dragon King Temple was originally built on a high slope. Standing on the highest pavilion, they could easily see the scene outside the Dragon King Temple.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked if you look at it!
Outside the Dragon King Temple, there are no traces of any buildings, and not even a trace of human beings can be found. Everywhere is like a wild wilderness, revealing the primitive roughness. Only the oasis in the middle of the river in the distance looks like Yingzhou hanging offshore. Fairy Island, on which you can see prosperous markets, towers and golden towers.
"What on earth is this place?"
Song Siyuan looked around, and it seemed that they were indeed on land. The clouds and mist appeared everywhere, and the buildings seemed to be suspended in the clouds. Under the turbulent river, the island looked like a god and an illusion, not like the human world. The most strange thing was the surroundings. Peaks and mountains.
The surrounding mountains are completely different from the mountains around Jianghan City. It is as if the mountains from other places have been moved to the riverside and nestled among them. The unknown wild mountains surround the temple, which makes it even more mysterious.
"Let's go and see the Jiangxin Oasis."
Yue Guanchao and the others went down to the Dragon King Hall, walked out of the temple gate and walked to the riverside.
At this time, there was nothing on the river except for a ferry boat parked at the pier. On the boat was an old woman with white hair wearing a hood.
"Old lady, we are going to the Jiangxin Oasis. Could you please take us there?"
"Cough cough cough~" The old lady's cloak was like a black sack, covering her from head to toe, and even her face was covered by a black mesh scarf. She didn't say anything, just nodded slightly towards them, and knocked on the hull of the boat casually to signal them. Get on board.
After Yue Guanchao and the others boarded the boat, the boat floated forward with a creaking motion. The paddles flicked the water at will, creating countless ripples. As the boat went further and further away, the rushing Han River gradually disappeared, and they seemed to be floating on the Tianhe River. , I just feel that the boat is sailing in the sky, like a fish swimming in space.
About an hour later, the ferry approached the Oasis of Craftsmanship. The white-haired old woman stopped the boat and motioned them to disembark with her cane.
Approach the island shore and step onto the oasis.
They walked onto the island, and the vegetation around them gradually increased. In the distant villages and towns, they could already see the eaves and tower corners. The lively markets everywhere were like a living world. The closer they got to the towns, the more noisy they could feel.
"I'm selling candied haws!"
After passing the Loess Urn Gate, they officially entered the town!
Residential houses are dotted in an orderly manner, and the streets are densely intertwined like spider webs. Palaces, tiled houses, shacks, bridges and towers all have their own appearance. The shops are connected between the streets and have ostentatious appearances. They do seem to be bustling and prosperous, but how can you get past them? The more I look at it, the weirder it becomes.
Yue Guanchao watched it for a long time and remembered the Yinlou Mingzhai where the paper figurine was tied, and immediately understood what was going on.
Most of these private houses are in the style of shady buildings. To put it bluntly, they are designed to be used by people. Even if they look very faded and shabby, you can still see the bright and colorful feeling when they were first made.
These buildings range from small huts to large palaces. They are a complete mixture. If they were a space for living people to live in, they would never be arranged like this. In ancient cities, nobles lived in the inner city, common people lived in the outer city, and so on. Where to place the city god, and where to place the dragon temple, there are rules to follow, and it cannot be messed up like this.
The buildings here seem to be a collage of thousands of years of residential and palace styles. They are messy and haphazardly put together. If you add this sense of dilapidation and use, it becomes even more permeable.
Under this chaotic and lightless sky, all pedestrians had dead faces. No matter how happy they were, their eyes could still feel dull and empty, as well as a slightly white and grayish color.
"Brother, you want the candied haws!"
As they walked, street vendors walked up to them and pushed their candied haws stands over them. The bright and round pots were covered with syrupy honey powder, and there was an irresistible sweetness when they breathed into their nostrils.
Just as Yue Erpao was about to extend his hand, Yue Guanchao stopped him: "You have forgotten what Sun Daqiao said. Be careful of being charmed. Let's talk about it when we get back."
Yue Guanchao lowered his head and looked at the bun shop at his feet. The open fire was raging on the stove, but he couldn't feel the slightest heat. Even the mist that drifted to his nostrils smelled of meat, but there was no trace of warmth: "It seems that if these The place is not Hankou, but the underworld where the dead live, so why is it so similar to the Dragon King Temple!"
Song Siyuan had discovered this situation and said cautiously: "Perhaps Guan Luoyin just transformed a familiar scene for us. Then, according to the pattern here, if we want to find the Fish God, we probably have to find the location of the Fish Temple in the real world."
