Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 46: Anping knot is hiding!

"Okay, stop mumbling, we'll be there soon, save some energy to climb the mountain."

At this time, the village chief gasped and turned back to stare at the villagers.

He knew that the villagers were resentful, and the journey from the village to the mountain was indeed a bit long.

In particular, they have to carry various things and carry the Anping knot coffin.

But this was Anpingjie's last wish after all, and he wanted to be buried here.

Since ancient times, the deceased has been considered the most important person, and any last wishes or other things should be fulfilled as much as possible.

Besides, this isn't a big deal, it's just that the villagers like them are a little tired.

Hearing this, the villagers stopped muttering and followed slowly.

"Oh, by the way, if it is what Mr. Shunzi said, then the Immortality View should have been abandoned long ago, right? After so many years, there are still Taoists practicing in it?"

Soon, some clever villagers changed the subject.

"Then it's probably, maybe, abandoned. I should sort out the Immortality Temple when I go there. I can't just leave Mr. Shunzi there."

"That's for sure! We have organized a funeral for Mr. Shunzi, and we must do this little thing! When we get to the mountain gate later, no one can fight with me. I will be the first to come forward and take care of it! I will definitely take care of it! The old man’s future residence must be kept clean!”

At the end of the crowd.

Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu heard the villagers' conversation.

Looking at the current situation, the villagers still don't know that Anpingjie is indeed the Taoist priest of the Temple of Immortality, and Anpingjie doesn't want to talk about it.

And that Taoist temple called Changsheng Temple.

According to their investigation and the information they have.

Anpingjie closed the mountain gate a long time ago and then went down the mountain to travel.

During this period, the mountain gate has been left uncleaned and unorganized.

After all, who could come to such a remote place, a place where birds don't poop?

Now, after so many years, with the wind and sun blowing every day, the Taoist temple might have collapsed, right?

Or, it's all in ruins, which is also possible.

The two of them were thinking as they followed the team forward.

…

Time passes quickly.

I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know how long I walked.

Until a group of people came to a large open space, which was the top of the mountain.

At this time, everyone was dressed in plain clothes and hung "Dian" medals on their arms.

Standing in front of the bluestone road.

The two guides who were throwing paper money forgot to throw paper money into the air at this moment and stared blankly ahead.

The four middle-aged men silently put down the coffins they were carrying and stared at the mountain gate in front of them in confusion.

The farewell personnel who followed him stopped talking one after another. With surprise in their eyes, they stood on tiptoes and looked to the front.

What everyone stepped on was a bluestone road.

In front of them is the "View of Immortality".

But the "view of immortality" at this time was completely different from when Zhang Ye came.

The weeds on both sides of the bluestone road are missing, and the moss on the bluestone is even missing.

Instead, there are colorful flowers blooming.

Moreover, the direction in which these flowers are facing is exactly the direction that everyone is facing.

It seems to be welcoming the arrival of everyone.

At the end of the road is a Taoist temple that looks a bit ancient.

The thick door is full of traces of time, and the weather-beaten plaque hanging on the door reads "The View of Immortality" in three large characters.

At this moment, the door is open, and there are no weeds as tall as people inside the Taoist temple, only a clean and tidy courtyard.

The fragrance of grass, trees, and flowers came one after another, entering everyone's nostrils crazily.

"That's not right! I came here hunting a few days ago, it's not like this!"

The hunters in the village exclaimed.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and all turned to look at Orion.

When Orion saw this, he was afraid that they wouldn't believe it, so he stepped forward and described vividly: "This place was originally full of weeds, with no flowers at all. There is also the Immortal Temple, which is full of weeds as high as a person, and the inside is also in tatters. of."

"Also, the gate was about to fall down and the wall collapsed!"

Hearing this, the villagers felt that there were more and more question marks in front of their heads.

Looking at the neat little courtyard, the flowers and plants outside the door, and the bluestone road, it seems that it has just been cleaned.

But Orion said, wasn't it like this a few days ago?

How is this going?

"Is it...possible that Mr. An sorted it out himself?"

"Are you crazy? Are you sure you can climb out of Mr. Shunzi's body?"

"Don't the old man always say that he is a Taoist priest? Shouldn't the Taoist priest know some magic?"

"My sister, you have watched too many zombie movies. Now is socialism. If you are a superstitious person like you, you have to be arrested, you know?"

"But how do you explain this Immortality Temple? The Taoist temple has been renovated, but there is no one there?"

"This is not important. Can anyone explain that it is not the flower season, but the flowers are in full bloom? This must be wrong!"

The villagers were talking a lot.

Wang Hai nodded at Zhao Haizhu and asked curiously: "What do you think of this matter?"

Zhao Haizhu was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands and said: "Look with your eyes."

"What the hell... I mean who do you think came to clean up this broken Taoist temple!" Wang Hai was furious and suppressed his desire to kill for the time being.

Zhao Haizhu said "Oh": "What else could it be? An Pingjie is not in good health, so it can only be someone else..."

Just in the middle of speaking, Zhao Haizhu seemed to have caught something. He stared at Wang Hai with wide eyes and tried to lower his voice as low as possible: "Others? Do you think someone is helping An Pingjie hide something?"

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