Chapter 254

"Walk forward, and it's the capital; walk along this small path on the right, and it's Mount Feng."

The three stopped at a fork in the road.

In the season of late autumn and early winter, the leaves were withered, the world was desolate, the ancient yellow earth road, the tea stall by the road, the merchants and travelers coming and going, and the dust kicked up by horse hooves had quite a bit of the atmosphere of the Jianghu.

But they, who were leading horses and covered in dust, with donkeys behind them carrying pots, bowls, basins, and sleeping mats, were they not also like distant travelers?

"Poof!"

A minor ghost appeared out of thin air, four or five years old, fair and tender, wearing small brown clothes, pointing forward with a serious face:

"Walk forward!"

After saying this, he disappeared into thin air again.

The three looked at each other, smiled, and all walked to the right.

"I hope that after half a year, the heavenly treasures I buried underground haven't been eaten by insects!"

"It would be best if the wealth Lord Luo buried hasn't been dug up by some blind petty thief!"

"Haha..."

The three were not worried.

Because it was buried so secretly.

However, just as they walked onto the fork in the road and hadn't taken a few steps, Chen Niu appeared out of thin air again, staring at them seriously, pointing at the official horse road behind them:

"Walk this way!"

Lin Jue could not help but feel a bit helpless.

Because Mount Feng was a small place and a bit remote, Chen Niu could not find Mount Feng, so Lin Jue initially told it they were going to the capital.

At this time, he had no choice but to explain to it:

"We are not going to the capital, we are going to Mount Feng, I just told you we were going to the capital. The capital and Mount Feng are very close; now that we have arrived outside the capital, we should walk to Mount Feng."

"..."

Chen Niu listened in a daze, was stunned for a moment, but still stretched out his small hand and pointed at the road beside them:

"Walk this way..."

"I already said we are not going to the capital, we can already find the remaining road, you don't need to point the way anymore."

Chen Niu was silent for a moment, his hand still raised, still pointing over there, and looking at him, he said:

"Walk this way..."

The voice was much lower, a bit weak.

Lin Jue was helpless, so he had to ignore him, riding on the horse's back, swaying along this small path toward Mount Feng.

This made Chen Niu anxious.

"Walk this way!

"Walk this way!"

The minor ghost simply stopped disappearing, circling around the group, anxious as if on fire.

"Does senior brother not know the trick to cancel it?" The junior sister rode alongside him and asked beside him.

"I don't know."

"There is a village ahead, why doesn't senior brother let Chen Niu point the way to that village? When you walk to the village, it will naturally stop."

"Good idea!"

Lin Jue said, and only then did he say to the minor ghost beside him: "Chen Niu, Chen Niu, go to the village ahead."

He saw the minor ghost stunned for a moment, his face a bit bewildered, then he looked forward and really saw a village, only then did he regain his spirit and point forward, saying:

"Walk forward!"

After walking another two or three li, hearing a "Found it", Lin Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief; it had finally stopped.

However, there were still forty li to Mount Feng.

Twenty li of main road, twenty li of small path.

The distance between Mount Feng and the capital was probably equivalent to the distance between Mount Yishan and Yixian, but the road was not as difficult to walk as Yixian, nor was it as remote and hidden as Yixian, but it was still a large mountain far away from the city. In a place like the capital, if it weren't far enough away, it would be difficult to leave a piece of green mountain; just the million people burning firewood would be enough to cut the dozens of li of mountain forest bald.

The main road changed to a small path, and the small path changed to a mountain road.

There were gradually some mottled colors by the roadside, and a large mountain appeared before their eyes.

The group changed from riding horses to leading them, and went up the mountain.

In late autumn and early winter, the leaves on the mountain had not yet fallen, and it was precisely when the colors were most vivid. Walking deep into the mountain, everything that met the eye was golden yellow and deep red, interwoven into a brilliant color with great visual impact.

Heaven was kind, the clouds parted to reveal the sun, and as the sunlight shone, the colorful forest on the mountain beside them was all translucent, and it seemed as if every leaf was translucent. Also, because the mountain body was uneven and the maple forest was undulating, it had different layers, and also pulled out straight shadows in the sunlight and red leaves, with light and shadow interwoven, beautiful beyond words.

Not only could Lin Jue and the junior sister not help but turn their heads to appreciate and marvel, but the rugged martial artist also turned his head and stared at the roadside without blinking, silently taking this scroll into his eyes.

Even the fox and the colorful fox turned their heads, using two pairs of clear eyes to contain the beautiful scenery of the moment.

And they gradually went up following the beautiful scenery.

Every step they took on the ground made a rustling sound.

Climbing one mountain, there was another higher mountain, but between the two mountains was a natural chasm, and an iron chain wooden bridge connected the two; the Daoist temple was on the other side of the bridge, decorated by red leaves like a painting.

The three came to one end of the iron chain bridge.

The mountain wind was pleasant, red leaves were drifting, the Daoist priest stepped on the fallen leaves and said softly to the three horses beside him:

"Please cross the bridge."

The wooden boards creaked, and the iron chains swayed.

Three people, three horses, two donkeys, and the fox that wouldn't walk on the wooden boards but insisted on walking on the iron chains, gradually walked into this late autumn painting.

"This place is even better looking than when we came this summer." Luo Seng said while leading the horse, looking around, "It's really not easy to find such a place and build this Daoist temple and this bridge."

"It is said that this Daoist temple was built by a grandmaster of our Fuqiu Peak who came here more than a hundred years ago. It was probably because the capital was too crowded and he couldn't find another good place to build a Daoist temple, so he chose this place. Later, he took disciples here, but the disciples' talents were very ordinary and they didn't inherit all his skills, so after just a few generations, it became empty."

Lin Jue walked at the very front and said to him:

"Our second junior uncle met that grandmaster, and after he died, he even took care of his disciples for him. When he came here again more than ten years ago and saw that there was no one here, he told us to come here to live and cultivate."

"There are two large mountains around the capital; Yushan is much closer than here, only twenty li from the capital. Why not go to Yushan to build a Daoist temple?"

"Isn't there already a Daoist temple on Yushan?"

"There is, but looking at the world, how many famous large mountains have only one Daoist temple?"

"Then I don't know. Perhaps Yushan is too close to the capital, which is inconvenient for quiet cultivation, or perhaps, haha, our Fuqiu Temple's predecessors and the Daoist friends on Yushan have some grudges?"

Lin Jue said with a smile, as if joking.

Walking across the iron chain wooden bridge, there was a square-like gate, and on the wooden plaque above, three ink characters could be vaguely discerned:

"Red Ye Zi Temple."

The couplet below could no longer be seen clearly.

There was a large piece of hard stone open ground, which was very flat. Only after looking carefully did one realize that it was not naturally formed, but artificially chiseled out. At this time, it was covered with red and yellow leaves. Beside it were chaotic stone rock mountains, like the artificial mountains painstakingly built in the city's gardens, but they were naturally formed, and small trees grew out of the crevices, with slender branches hanging with sparse ten or so leaves, all of which had also turned red.

In front of the open ground, several palace pavilions and wooden houses were scattered. Although they did not form a courtyard, they had a certain elegance. The tiles were all covered with yellow and red leaves, as if no one had been here for a long time.

It seems that the grandmaster also spent a lot of effort for this place of quiet cultivation.

Although the spiritual energy here is not as abundant as Mount Yishan, and the spiritual charm is not as mysterious as Mount Yishan, it is still a rare and good place for quiet cultivation.

It's just that it's cheaper for him and the junior sister.

The fox jumped onto the chaotic stone rock mountain, the colorful fox followed it up, one looking into the distance, the other sniffing the red leaves on the small tree.

The three put the horses in this open ground, unloaded their luggage, and walked toward a palace in front.

The century-old palace, however, had a new lock hanging on it.

Lin Jue took out the key and opened the lock.

Inside was full of dust and empty.

In the center of the altar was a statue of a god, which was the Dashan-Moving Grandmaster.

The junior sister took out the incense bought on the road, divided three sticks for Lin Jue, and the two held the incense and shook it, a little red star, half a wisp of blue smoke, sincerely inserted on the altar.

The first thing was to worship the grandmaster.

After worshipping, they turned and went out.

When they went out, Luo Seng was already gone.

The two were not surprised, just took two shovels and walked toward the back mountain.

I don't know if there was a road in the back mountain before, but now there is no road at all. Probably that predecessor before was not a stone-grinder, otherwise there should have been a stone road.

The two walked all the way into the depths of the colorful forest and entered a hidden place.

Luo Seng was standing in the forest, leaning on a hoe.

But he stared at the ground, frowning.

"What's wrong, Lord Luo?"

"This place has been moved by someone."

"Hmm?"

Lin Jue hurriedly went over to check, but didn't see anything.

Luo Seng squatted down and turned over the fallen leaves on the ground: "We clearly made enough concealment at the time, but the fallen leaves here are thinner than I imagined."

"Is that so?"

"And the soil underneath is new soil." Luo Seng said, adding a sentence, "Newer than half a year."

Although Lin Jue still didn't see anything, after hearing him say this, he also raised his heart.

Don't let yourself be right on the road.

You must know that when he left, except for the dharma treasures he wanted to use, he only brought a few most important things, and everything else was buried here.

However, the fox didn't remind him either.

Fuyao had left marks on these things.

"Dig it up and see."

The three did not hesitate and began to dig.

Digging through the humus soil, underneath was wet mud, below the wet mud was a layer of plant ash, below that were stone bricks, and below that were lime, gravel, and sand in order, and only then were the things they buried, all wrapped in oilcloth and oil paper or packed in boxes, or both.

In this process, Lin Jue and the junior sister still felt no abnormality, but Luo Seng could still find some wrongness.

People have their own strengths, and both chose to believe him.

However, after taking out the boxes and packages and counting them, nothing was missing, and because Lin Jue sealed and stored them properly, even the spiritual charm had not dissipated in the slightest.

"Why is this?"

All three could not help but ask.

"We buried things here, and even we had to look for a while. This place is so remote, unless it was seen by someone at the time, ordinary people would definitely not find it." Lin Jue pondered, "If someone really came, it must be a Yaoguai or ghost, not a human, very likely a Yaoguai or ghost in the mountain."

"There are so many good things here, and after digging them up and burying them back, it can't be that they want to wait for us to come back and catch us all in one net to get more, right? That would be too greedy and stupid, and there's no need for that." Luo Seng looked at the heavenly treasures and alchemy furnaces that Lin Jue opened, "It should be a timid little Yaoguai, seeing so many heavenly treasures, knowing that it wasn't buried by ordinary people, afraid of being found by mysterious means, or it discovered the magical arts left by the Daoist priest on this, so it buried it back."

"Makes sense, Lord Luo is worthy of having been a county lieutenant." Lin Jue said, looking around, "It seems there are other neighbors here."

"The spiritual energy here is abundant, and since it's not far from the capital and quiet enough, it's normal to have neighbors." The junior sister held a shovel and looked around with him, "I don't know what they look like."

"You will naturally know in the future." Lin Jue said, "Just be a bit more vigilant."

"Hmm."

The three didn't think much more, divided into several trips, and brought all the things back to the Daoist temple below.

Since they had just arrived here to settle down and had just returned, naturally there were many things to do, and they were too busy to think about this and that for the time being.

So they first opened the doors of the palace pavilions and wooden houses one by one to ventilate, and brought brooms, dusters, and rags to sweep away the dust one by one. As for the fallen leaves, they would leave them here for a few days to enjoy, so that the fox and the colorful fox would have things to chase when they played wildly.

Cleaning out the Tianweng Hall and several rooms, it was already dark. Fortunately, the group was well prepared, and they had bought pots, bowls, basins, and sleeping mats on the road, so laying them out was enough to live here.

"These cushions are rotten, we have to buy new ones."

"The tiles over there are also broken a lot, we have to repair them, we have to buy some new ones from the foot of the mountain."

"The wall skin has also fallen off a bit."

"We should install a stone table and stone stools here, so it's good to eat and drink tea outside when the weather is good."

The three looked at this Daoist temple, muttering in their mouths, and even Lord Luo couldn't help but help worry, gathering together, which was the thing to be busy with in the next few days.

Fortunately, Lin Jue and the junior sister accompanied several senior brothers all the way here and helped them settle down, so they were familiar enough with such things.

"Third Shixiong brother, let's cook first!"

"Makes sense."

How to manage and add to this Daoist temple, the junior sister had her own plan. Now that it was dark, the urgent matter was to cook a meal and sleep through this night, everything else was tomorrow's business.