Ningzhou, Dongyang County, north of Langyu County.
The green mountains are hazy and the clouds are misty. Looking from a distance, there are clouds, dragons and water fish shuttle between the ups and downs of the trend, like a few strokes of light ink blurred out, and the artistic conception is vividly reflected on the paper.
Although it is not a fairy mountain, it is rich in spiritual bamboos, and because the mountain has nine peaks, it is named Jiuzhu Mountain. It is well-known in Ningzhou.
Climbing up the mossy stone steps in the mountains and forests, you can find an inconspicuous Taoist temple on an inconspicuous mountain peak.
Weathered by wind and rain, the Taoist temple’s outer wall has cracks and plaques missing, the front yard is covered with weeds, and a lush green plant pot is arched in the center.
If you look closely, you will find that this is not a bonsai at all, but a tripod-shaped incense burner, which has been left unattended for many years and is occupied by green plants.
I take back what I said before, this Taoist temple is not inconspicuous, at least the mottled traces left by the years can be seen everywhere.
“Disciple, your time as master is approaching and you will die soon. I would like to give you a few last words. Please listen carefully.”
Under the old tree in the backyard, an old man and a young man were sitting on the ground. The old Taoist, with fair hair and a childlike face, was stroking his goatee in high spirits: “There is no need to be sad. Birth, old age, illness and death are natural events. Don’t make any gestures of crying.”
Opposite me, the young man raised his hand and touched the corners of his slightly dry eyes, and nodded firmly: “Okay.”
“Don’t worry, although my time as a teacher is short, I have sent a message to your senior sister Bai Jin. She will guide you carefully in your practice. Thirty years ago, she was the first disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. I want to come now.”
“Speaking of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it’s a weird idea. It’s a pity. If I hadn’t accidentally seriously injured the head brother when I was a teacher, I would definitely have to go back and take a look before I died.”
“Forget it, times have changed, it’s hard to say whether these things are available or not.”
An hour later, the young man blinked in confusion, looked at the dying man who was still talking endlessly, and secretly moved his stiff legs.
Damn it, I agreed to just give you a few last words, but why do I get more energetic the more I say it?
Is it really a ghost?
“That’s right, disciple.”
Probably realizing that he was talking too much, the old Taoist clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and said with a serious expression: “I know that becoming a disciple is not what you want, and you have a grudge against it, but I did not lie to you. With your qualifications, It would be a pity not to cultivate immortality.”
The young man grinned. Forgive him for his uprightness and wit since he was a child. He was obviously a seasoned person who had half a foot in the