Chapter 531

Unknowingly, the road starting from the Red Leaf Temple has been connected to the suspended attic in the depths of Fengshan. The storage pavilion on the cliff was repaired first. With Pumei's help, the suspended corridor was also built quickly. Now on this cliff, in addition to the cloud and mist attic and the ancient pine immortal tree, there are winding suspended corridor plank roads connected to it. Looking at it roughly, it really doesn't look like something humans can build.

When the sunset dyes the cliff gold, every attic palace casts a clear shadow boundary. The immortal spirit is misty, the white egrets fly, no matter who looks at it, they will be amazed.

The supervisor Fuyao flies over eaves and walls, touches the tiles of the storage pavilion with its claws, shakes the railings of the plank road corridor, and then turns back and jumps lightly. It has already adjusted its body in the air, rides the wind and goes down, falling straight to the mountain road newly repaired in the forest in the distance, looking up at the panoramic view.

Fuyao is very satisfied.

Not far away, there are literati and ink guests seeking immortals and asking for the Dao passing by. However, they cannot see the palace attic on the cliff in the distance, nor can they see this newly repaired road. They only feel that this is a dense mountain forest, walking hard in the mountain forest, supporting each other, discussing in a low voice, enjoying the scenery of the deep mountains, and seeking the immortals in their hearts.

The fox glanced at them, its eyes like glaze, and soon withdrew its gaze, continuing to accept.

And on the river bank in Huizhou, there are even more tourists.

Lin Jue sat cross-legged on the green grass, boiling tea while thinking about the mystery of "scattering and gathering", and voices kept coming from his side:

"Daoist, do you think my son can pass the exam this year?"

Then came the voice of a female Daoist:

"How would I know??"

Just this sentence is much more direct than 99% of the Daoists in the world today.

"You look!"

"I don't know how to look..."

"Don't all of you who practice Dao know how to look?"

"I don't know..."

This kind of conversation is something I often encounter when living by this river and under Flying Dashan.

Lin Jue listened and found it funny, turned his head to look.

It was a woman dressed in simple clothes, and a shy young scholar stood beside her.

The junior sister frowned, looking embarrassed.

Thinking that she is a Daoist who has never entered a school, she knows less about the Four Books and Five Classics than ordinary scholars. She doesn't know anything about the imperial examination, and she doesn't learn Fu Ji on the mountain. She is a laborer, how could she know this?

The woman saw her like this, and didn't know if she tasted "this Daoist doesn't know how to tell fortunes", but seemed to taste another point—

This Daoist doesn't charge money.

"Then what can the Daoist do? Can you perform rituals?" The woman asked again.

"This can be done." The junior sister answered.

"I heard that there is a Red-Clothed Person in the capital. As long as the candidates for the imperial examination are nodded by him, they can pass the exam! The Daoist is an expert. Since you can perform rituals to invite immortals, can you ask the Daoist to ask him to nod to my son when he takes the exam? Oh my, the commoner woman thanks the Daoist here..."

"This..."

The junior sister was even more embarrassed, and didn't know what to say for a while.

A glance at the corner of her eye, the senior brother was laughing beside her.

The junior sister's expression became serious.

"My practice is still shallow, my Dao practice is low, I don't have this ability, and I can't help the good believer."

Saying a pause, she raised her hand and pointed to the side:

"However, my senior brother has profound practice and high Dao practice. You can tell by his long beard. Go and ask him, he must know."

"..."

The woman had a judgment in her heart—

This female Daoist is indeed not good, and has no ability.

So she turned her head again, took her shy son, and walked to the Daoist who had a long beard and was boiling tea leisurely.

"Daoist! Please look!"

Lin Jue turned his head speechlessly and looked at the junior sister.

The junior sister was serious and looked at him.

Although there were not many expressions on her face, the slightly shifting gaze betrayed the hidden expression in her heart at this moment.

"Sigh..."

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze, sighed and shook his head.

The woman was shocked: "Why does the Daoist sigh!"

The shy scholar also became nervous.

"No, no." Lin Jue said quickly, "The good believer has put the cart before the horse."

"How, how to say?"

"There is indeed a Red-Clothed Person in the capital. Candidates who get his nod can often pass the exam in that year. But it is not because he nodded that the candidates can pass the exam. It is because the Red-Clothed Person likes poetry and articles, and often enters the examination room during the imperial examination to read the beautiful articles of the year first. He only nods when he sees good articles, and these good articles naturally pass the exam." Lin Jue said helplessly, "Therefore, those who pass the exam pass because they wrote beautiful articles, not because of the nod of the Red-Clothed Person. Even the Yili Shenjun of Literature doesn't have this ability, let alone a Red-Clothed Person."

"This..."

"Ah..."

Both the woman and the scholar felt it was strange.

It seems that the story of the Red-Clothed Person in the capital has spread here, or has spread to today, and has become "you can pass the exam if you get the nod of the Red-Clothed Person". This is the first time they have heard such a statement.

"Then what should I do?"

The woman asked Lin Jue eagerly.

Lin Jue glanced at the junior sister again, seeing that she was still staring at this side secretly, really angry at her.

However, he could also understand the woman's mood.

In this year, the imperial examination is the biggest opportunity for children of ordinary families to change their destiny, and it may be the only opportunity. Therefore, every year of the imperial examination, some people will go to the doctor in a hurry, running to every palace and temple that is not spiritual, seeking gods and worshiping Buddha just to add a trace of comfort and possibility.

Therefore, Lin Jue thought about it and said:

"Naturally there is a way."

"What way?"

"There is a path to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path; there is no end to the sea of learning, and bitterness is the boat."

"..."

The shy scholar behind him heard this and nodded repeatedly.

The woman was a little angry—

Does this path of diligence, which everyone knows and everyone can take, need you to say it? She ran here with great difficulty to find a Daoist, is it to let you help persuade learning?

This is neither the reason why she came here, nor the result she wanted to achieve.

This Daoist is also not good! No ability!

A glance down—

Even the book he is reading is blank, without a single word! He doesn't even know how to boil tea!

These three are mostly a group of fake Daoists.

The woman snorted and turned to leave.

The shy scholar bowed to them and saluted, then hurriedly chased after his mother, repeatedly persuading her to go slowly, so as not to fall on the small path.

"The senior brother is still eloquent." The junior sister walked over and said to him, "The junior sister is ashamed of herself."

"Haha, you..."

Lin Jue smiled and pointed at her, and poured a cup of tea for her.

Unknowingly, I have been waiting here for more than two years.

For more than two years, this Flying Dashan behind him has never had any anomalies, and I don't know if it's really fate or what. The opportunity moment they waited for has never appeared.

Fortunately, it is just quiet practice, not bitter waiting.

It is every two or three months that some rumors will spread here, saying that which official or noble, which scholar or drunkard, has encountered strangeness here, and even seen waterfalls and big snakes in the mountains. At first, the three of them thought it might be true, and the fate was theirs, not here, but after careful identification, they knew it was all fake.

Even the big snakes and waterfalls were fabricated with reference to the remarks of predecessors.

It is that as they lived here longer and longer, more and more people knew that three Daoists came here. It was often like today, someone came to talk to them, or someone came to ask them for help.

Also because this is Huizhou, it is the incense land of Emperor Yu Jian, Master Jiang is close, and often comes to find them, and even True Lord Yili followed once. Whether for Lin Jue or the junior sister, True Lord Yili had a fate with them. When Lin Jue became a True Person and attained the Dao, he was taken care of by True Lord Yili, so they also treated him well as a senior.

At this moment, boiling clear tea, the sky light gradually darkened.

The sky changed, like a dream, reflecting in the river in front with the mountain shadows, bamboo shadows, and the reeds on the shore, and the ferry. The fisherman wearing a coir raincoat and bamboo hat, carrying cormorants, walked over the stone bridge. The cooking smoke in the distance added a dreamlike color to this scene.

A huge mountain moon rose from the other side.

Just then, a ripple appeared on the water surface.

The reflection of the sky was shaken and shattered.

Looking closely, it was a white fox, stepping on the water and leaving traces, running straight towards this side.

Behind it was a sparrow, flapping its wings.

Lin Jue frowned, put down the teacup, and stood up.

The first reaction was that some divine being went to the mountain to find trouble.

However, the fox ran over and stopped beside him, but raised its head and said only one sentence:

"Long time no see!"

Light and thin, full of joy.

The Daoist's expression eased slightly.

"Long time no see." Lin Jue touched the fox's head, "Why did you come suddenly? And didn't say a word."

"Come to find you! Tell you! Xu Yi has repaired the corridor on the cliff, and Pumei has repaired the house on the cliff!" The fox said to Lin Jue.

The sparrow also flapped its wings quickly and flew over, stopping on the junior sister's shoulder, tilting its head silkily, and rubbing its head against her face.

However, the sparrow told the junior sister:

"Ziyun also..."

"Ziyun also repaired the road!" The fox said again.

"So that's it." Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the mountain behind him again, "Is this worth you running here in person? Just let Chen Niu bring a letter?"

"Chen Niu doesn't like to bring letters, he only likes to point the way for people, let people go to bring letters themselves..."

The fox said solemnly, rolled its eyes, and immediately stared at the sparrow on the junior sister's shoulder beside it:

"And Xiaohua misses the junior sister very much!!"

The fox is indeed born to be good at lying.

But this couldn't deceive Lin Jue.

So Lin Jue smiled slightly and touched its head: "If that's the case, it's really worth running."

Just wanted to call the junior sister, take the fox and the colored cat away from here, and gather in the nearby mountains or in the city, but just as he took a step, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

A sound of water flow came from nowhere in his ears.

Although there was a river in front, it had always been a quiet river, with clear water flowing quietly, without any sound.

Looking back—

I don't know when, the mountain behind seemed to have risen a lot, becoming towering into the clouds, and even the huge mountain moon that had clearly risen to the top of the mountain was only at the waist of the mountain, blocked by the edges and corners of the mountain. There was a thin waterfall on the top of the mountain, like hanging in the Nine Heavens, splashing a piece of silk, and the water spray shattered the moonlight.