He Has a Dragon

Apart from prosperity, there are always places of decay. This is a reflection of China’s vast land and rich resources. There are still some places that have not undergone urban industrialization and maintain the most primitive living conditions. They have been forgotten in corners since ancient times. .

As for whether it was accidental or intentional, no one knows, and no one cares.

On this day, Wang Le came to a forgotten area in the corner of Beiyun Province in the south.

The mountains cover the sky and are inaccessible to people. Only when you go to this place will you know what mountains are, and they are majestic and majestic with the vicissitudes of time.

Wang Le, wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and jeans, came to the foot of a mountain among the mountains empty-handed, narrowed his eyes and looked up the mountain silently.

The trees are lush, blocking out the sky and the sun, and the sky is quiet and leisurely. Occasionally, a flock of birds will startle from the forest and rush into the sky, and the deep roars of wild beasts will echo endlessly in the valleys and mountains.

The golden light in his eyes flashed away, and the Dharma Eye of Deception opened. Wang Le saw an ancient Taoist temple on the side of the mountainside through the forest in the mountain that blocked his sight.

"Gui Xu Guan, hey, it's interesting." Wang Le put away his clairvoyance power of the Pandora's Eye and murmured softly to himself.

Three days ago, Wang Le said goodbye to Fatty in Lefang County and continued his journey south without stopping at all on the way. It took him a day to reach Beiyun.

Although Mr. Mu gave Wang Le the address, Guixu Temple is located in the mountains, so it is not so easy to find.

Therefore, Wang Le first rested in the county town closest to the mountains, and at the same time carefully inquired about some information from nearby people before entering the mountains.

Going over mountains and ridges all the way is like walking on flat ground for a martial arts master like Wang.

With the help of the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye, Wang Le found the peak where Guixu Temple is located among the mountains early, and then hurriedly and slowly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"The legend of Guixu is that it is a bottomless valley in the sea, so the Taoist temple on this mountain got this name, hehe."

Wang Le shook his head and muttered to himself, while walking along the overgrown stone path up the mountain in the direction of the Taoist temple. Of course he would not think that the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, such as Qingfengzi's master, did not understand the meaning of returning to the ruins.

So after a while, Wang Le stopped thinking about it. After all, the name of the Taoist temple had nothing to do with him. Even if it was called a tea can, it was just the bad taste of those Taoists.

Insects chirp and birds chirp,

Snakes and ants were rampant, and streams flowed down the mountain. The sun shone and swayed through the gaps between the stacked branches and leaves. Wang Le walked through the uncertain light and shadow, and unknowingly arrived at this altitude. A thousand meters up the mountainside, and then strolled slowly and really quickly to the steps in front of the Guixu Taoist Temple.

The mountain gate is old and simple, including the Taoist temple building, without any modern elements mixed into it.

The stone steps in front of the door, made of stones piled up one after another, have been polished by rain and shoe soles over the years, and now they look particularly rounded, restrained and not majestic.

Wang Le raised his head and looked carefully at the wooden plaque hanging on the mountain gate with the three traditional Chinese characters "Gui Xu Guan" written on it for a while, and then slowly walked along the steps to the closed mountain gate.

"Dong dong dong"

The sound of the door knocker broke the silence and echoed in the sky above the Taoist temple. Then Wang Le let go of the bracelet, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the mountain gate with a calm face and stopped moving.

"Zhizhi"

After a while, with the sound of the wooden door opening from the inside, an old Taoist priest wearing gray robes, thin and with missing teeth appeared in Wang Le's eyes.

"Who is this little friend?" The old Taoist asked with confusion as he looked up at Wang Le outside the door.

Wang Le smiled slightly, returned the greeting to the old man inside the door, and then opened his mouth to introduce himself: "My dear Wang Le, I came here to visit Senior Xiaoyaozi and brought a letter from an elder in the family."

The old Taoist looked Wang Le up and down, then opened the wooden door to make way, showing a gentle smile and said: "The old Taoist's name is Qingyangzi, little friend, come in first and then talk."

After Wang Le crossed the threshold and walked into the Taoist temple courtyard, he took a quick look and saw that in addition to two ancient trees that were at least hundreds of years old and a stone table with a chessboard painted on it under the tree, the most precious thing in the courtyard was There is a large brass incense burner about one meter high placed under the steps in front of the main building. However, looking at the ashes inside, you can tell that there are not many pilgrims.

Under the guidance of the old Taoist named Qing Yangzi, Wang Le walked through the yard and entered the temple along the steps.

The Taoist Three Purities Gods are facing the gate, with an oil lamp lit under their seats, looking extremely solemn and solemn.

In accordance with Taoist etiquette, Wang Le first closed his eyes and prayed for a while in front of the statue of Sanqing God, then performed three salutes and nine kowtows. Then he stood up and took the Three Treasures Incense from Qingyangzi and inserted it into the incense burner in the order of center, right and left. .

After all these were completed in an orderly manner, Qingyangzi introduced Wang Le into the small room at the back where guests were entertained.

"Little friend Wang Le, this is the wild tea from the mountains that I roasted myself. Although it is not as good as the oolong red tops in the world of mortals, it still has a unique flavor."

After pouring the tea and sitting down respectively, Qingyangzi said with a gentle smile.

Wang Le was not polite. He picked up a tea cup that was rarely used in this era. He first gently sipped the hot tea in the cup, then drank it all in one gulp, then closed his eyes and immersed himself in the lingering smell of tea. During this time, he was as calm and calm as an old monk in trance, with a sense of stability that a young man does not have. This could not help but make an imperceptible hint of appreciation flash in the eyes of Qingyangzi sitting opposite.

Two or three minutes later, Wang Le opened his black and white eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth with satisfaction and said to Qingyangzi: "This tea is good, and the skill of senior tea-frying is even more wonderful."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "This hand-fried tea is far inferior to today's machine-fried tea, but the requirements for manual frying are also high, otherwise the tea leaves will be easily fried and burnt. It is useless, but the wild tea roasted by senior is still fresh and tender, maintaining its original flavor, sober and natural without a trace of impurities. After drinking it, it will make people have endless aftertaste."

Qingyangzi laughed, not modestly, the complacency on his face flashed away, then he picked up the tea cup and drank. After all, he is the only one in this temple all year round. Today, a junior finally comes. It doesn't hurt to listen to the other party's flattery. Besides, his tea-frying skills are really good and he deserves this praise.

The two drank tea for a while and exchanged simple greetings. After introducing themselves, they finally turned to the topic. Qingyangzi said with a hint of apology and regret: "The temple owner has been traveling around the world these years and has never looked back. , my little friend, this trip was in vain."

Wang Le paused. Although he had already prepared for Xiaoyaozi's absence in the Taoist temple, he was still a little disappointed.