final stage

This is the first time Si Wudu has come to Zhuyuan Temple, and it is different from what he usually imagined. This Taoist temple is full of simple and simple temperament, there are no fairy-like disciples in white clothes, and there is no court atmosphere that follows the rules.

This is here, and this is the unique bamboo edge view.

Yi Moran walked to his own courtyard, and Si Wudu was just about to go in with him, but the little disciple at the side stopped him: "My lord, outsiders are not allowed to enter the temple master's courtyard, even us Disciples are not allowed to enter. You might as well follow me, and I will arrange a guest room for you."

Si Wudu frowned slightly, looked at Yi Moran, and found that Yi Moran's face was a bit cold, so Si Wudu could only say: "That's fine."

After finishing speaking, he turned around to follow the little disciple, but Yi Moran stepped forward and grabbed Si Wudu's hand, and said to the little disciple in a cold tone: "Go and call your senior brother Zhu and his disciples here." , waiting in front of the yard."

After finishing speaking, without leaving a single look, he directly dragged Si Wudu into the courtyard dedicated to the temple master.

"Mo Ran, are you angry?" Si Wudu didn't know why, but was frightened by Yi Moran's cold face today, a majestic Pluto would talk to a mortal so cautiously one day.

Yi Moran's face softened when he heard this inexplicable aggrieved voice, he turned around, looked at Si Wudu and said: "We have fought side by side many times, if such a friendship is still blocked by these rules, I am in vain as a spectator."

These words are obviously full of official meaning, but between the lines, they are talking about the friendship with Si Wudu these days.

Only then did Si Wudu let go of his heart, and also heard the meaning of his words, smiled, and didn't ask any more questions.

Walking into the house, a kind of bamboo fragrance comes to the nostrils, which makes the two people who have been driving for a day feel relaxed physically and mentally.

Entering the house, Yi Moran first placed his yellow cloth bag, and then offered a few sticks of incense to the enshrined patriarch, and then sat down to make some tea.

In the midst of the hot tea, Si Wudu looked at the worshiping patriarch, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said in his heart: "The patriarch you worship every day, actually lives in the heavenly world very happily."

In fact, the patriarch Yi Moran enshrined was also the three great masters of Maoshan.After the death of these three celestial masters, they ascended to become real celestial masters.

Certain talisman formations of Maoshan School disciples require these three assistants to be effective.

Therefore, Maoshan disciples, including side branches, always greet the patriarch after returning before leaving, and pray for a safe journey.

The fragrance of tea overflowed, Si Wudu withdrew his thoughts, took the teacup handed over by Yi Moran, and took a sip.

"This tea is fragrant and really good tea." Si Wudu praised.

Yi Moran also tasted it carefully, and then said: "There is a piece of tea in the back mountain of our Taoist temple. If we have nothing to do, we will go and take care of it." Si Wudu was very curious about this kind of thing, and decided to make it Go to Chashan with Yi Moran.

Still thinking, there was a sound from outside the yard, Yi Moran immediately stood up, held the two beads in his hand, and walked out.

Sure enough, the two standing outside the courtyard were Zhu Yucheng and Lu Xihui. Today is the third day, and Lu Xihui's face has begun to look a little bit wrong.

Yi Moran saw that Lu Xihui's face was pale, so he quickened his pace and walked to his side. Zhu Yucheng was also a little anxious: "Monastery Master, Xihui, he was in a hurry to pay homage to the teacher as soon as he returned to the temple. Passed out."

Yi Moran frowned even more upon hearing this, and asked, "When did you return to the Taoist temple?"

"Last night." Zhu Yucheng replied.

"Yesterday night, that is, the next day. If you come back, he will faint the next day?" Yi Moran was shocked, but fortunately he did not forget the bead in his hand. The girl said that this bead protects the period of time. , will not be different from usual.

Yi Moran, who chose to believe in Hong Ji, put a bead strung by a red thread on Lu Xihui's wrist. Zhu Yucheng was a little puzzled: "Is this a coral bead? Why is it still shining?"

Yi Moran shook his head, and said: "This is a hundred-year-old demon pill, which we got on the way back." Yi Moran didn't say much about the rest, so naturally he didn't want to tell more.

Zhu Yucheng was tactful and didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Lu Xihui's face improved, he took his pulse again. This time Zhu Yucheng was happy: "It's okay, the pulse has returned to normal!"

Yi Moran also nodded, relieved, but still said in a heavy voice: "Even if this bead can be delayed for a few days, we should hurry up and come in with me."

Zhu Yucheng and Lu Xihui looked at each other, walked in without hesitation.With a wave of Yi Moran's hand, the gate of the yard was closed out of nowhere, and the four of them continued to walk in.

But without going into any of the houses, Yi Moran led the three of them to a bamboo forest behind the main house.

Si Wudu was a little puzzled: "Didn't you go to Zangshu Pavilion?" The other two also asked in agreement.

Yi Moran explained as he walked forward: "Father said that there is a cave in the bamboo and a house in the cave. It should be called Zangshu Pavilion. I was also groping around for two years before I found out the location of Zangshu Pavilion. "

Having said that, the three of them understood.That's right, the library pavilion of Zhuyuan Temple is naturally unfathomable, if you just stay in a certain room, wouldn't it give too many people an opportunity to take advantage of?

Entering this bamboo forest, there is not even a small path for people to walk for a day, and it is late at night, the four of them can only tentatively walk step by step by moonlight.

Yi Moran kept walking ahead, stopping from time to time to look around.Just when everyone was exhausted from walking, they finally came to the end of the bamboo forest.

At the end of the bamboo grove was a rock wall, and a hole was carved out of the rock wall so that only one person could walk at a time. Yi Moran finally let out a long sigh of relief: "Here we are."

After all, Yi Moran continued to lead and walked into the rock wall, followed by Si Wudu.Zhu Yucheng and Lu Xihui looked at each other and followed them.

The inside of the cave is completely different from the outside. The outside has the feeling of overgrown weeds without control, but when you walk inside, the originally narrow road becomes wider.

There is still a candle on the wall, and if you look carefully, you will find that no matter how long the candle burns, the length will not change.From this, it can be guessed that these candles may have been lit for a hundred years.

Going further inside, you can smell the faint fragrance of ink in the air.What came into view were thousands of books.

The rock wall is divided into two floors, and each floor has several rows of bookshelves.There are so many things to see.

"This... Guanzhu, where should we find it?" Zhu Yucheng looked at these books, shocked, but also very headache.

Yi Moran smiled helplessly: "I'm not asking you to search one by one. I have been in retreat for many years and often come to Zangshuge to sort out. The records about witchcraft have been classified, and we can search separately."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if they really had to search one by one, it would take several days.