Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Just looking at the name of Jumenling, one can guess what it looks like. There are two huge peaks soaring, as if they are hidden in the invisible. There is a cold and damp valley in the middle of the peaks, which stretches deep and winding into the hinterland.Zheng Zhaowang felt the misty water vapor when he walked into this valley, and it was useless to walk a mile. The white mist covered the entire valley, blocking the unclear road ahead.

"When the sun sets, the fog will dissipate." Sun Tiancheng said quite habitually, he stretched out his hand and tugged on the iron chain hanging from the cliff, the iron chain made a sound, mixed with earth and rocks rolling down, making people tremble with fear, But although the iron chain looks rusty, its thickness is very reassuring.Sun Tiancheng pointed to the vague gap not far away and said, "We usually climb up the mountain from here, but there is also a small road ahead. It is slower, but it is better."

Zheng Zhao looked up at him for a moment, and said, "We'll go ahead."

Du Fangfeng heard and said: "Don't worry about my foot strength, just go this way, it's best to get there before dark."

Sun Tiancheng asked: "Where? It's all here, you have to tell me where to go?" When he said this, he stood where he was, and the unleashed hound had already run up the mountain, with a dog's head looming.

Du Fangfeng looked up at the steep stone wall, said with a smile, "Go to Du Xiang first."

Duxiang is a shrub with milky white flowers, slender pedicels and dense rust-colored hairs. It often grows under larch forests and can be used as medicine.

Sun Tiancheng heard the word Du Xiang, frowned and thought for a while, then looked at her warningly and said: "Then you have to go to the shady slope, it is colder, wetter and more difficult than here, you should think about it, you have to go Stay overnight, I will not go down the mountain at night."

"Okay, we understand." Du Fangfeng agreed.

Seeing Du Fangfeng nodding his head, Sun Tiancheng didn't hesitate any longer, and pulled the iron chain to lead the way.Zheng Zhao followed him, only listening to Du Fangfeng talking, where to stop and where to go, as if he was more familiar with everything on Jumen Ridge than Sun Tiancheng, and even his steps were brisk.

Is this weird?This is not surprising, she was in Bai's house but asked Ma Xian to ask Lei Jie.

She is seeking her way, seeking diligently.

For a while, Zheng Zhao felt that Jumen Ridge was very quiet, and the barking of dogs was far away, as if he was the only one on this mountain, walking in the mountains alone, the rabbit was short of black, and he forgot the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and earth.

When does the autumn wind come?The white mist was blown away, and the pine needles turned green.

Zheng Zhao inexplicably felt a little distressed, as if the bone-piercing ice and snow had melted, exposing many dead and wind-fallen trees.He shouldn't have come, he shouldn't have walked into the woods, because only after he walked in did he know that he would rather be a plant in the mountains and sleep with elks and wild deer.

No awareness, no pain.

Under the moon, the ferns glowed lavender.Zheng Zhao raised his head, it turned out that it was dark.

"Qingfengmingyue bitter lovesickness." Du Fangfeng's singing voice suddenly came from behind, Zheng Zhao turned around to say something, but saw an old man with a stick walking in the forest.

His gray hair looked like the roots of a coiled crouching dragon, his clothes were so ragged that he couldn't cover his body, and there were some blood scabs all over him.However, the most difficult thing to ignore on his body is the face, the ravines are like the scars left by the strong wind blowing over the high slope, and the sunken eye sockets and cheeks on both sides completely show the appearance of his skull.The man was still alive, even though his eyes were staring like a walking corpse, but he was still alive.

The old man passed by Sun Tiancheng, but Sun Tiancheng turned a blind eye to him, only the hound barking in a low voice with its yellow teeth bared.

"Don't bark!" Sun Tiancheng didn't turn around and didn't look back, he just ordered the hounds to say, "There's nothing, don't bark!"

The hound whimpered and fell on the ground, but his eyes followed the old man.

Zheng Zhao froze when he saw Sun Tiancheng noticed the hound's expression, but he still forbade the hound to bark, and his expression was even more urgent.But Zheng Zhao knew that when he said nothing, stop barking, not because he really felt that there was nothing, but because he hoped that there was nothing, so he told the hound not to bark.

As for Du Fangfeng, since she knew Huacuo existed, she also knew that this old man existed, but she just looked at this old man and silently watched him walk by.

So the current situation is very strange, all three of them know what's here but none of them said it.Because they are on this mountain, they must maintain awe of the mountain god, even though this old man may be lost in Jumen Ridge forever.

Du Fangfeng pushed aside the vines and continued to move forward. The wind brought the smell of Duxiang from the front, and Sun Tiancheng and the hunting dog followed her closely.

Zheng Zhao turned to look at the old man. He didn't know how many years ago this old man was a hunter who went up the mountain, how many years he had been lost here, and even how many white-haired lost people with dusty faces and frosted temples are still on Jumen Ridge.

The suffering of life lies in losing, and every moment of living is losing. The sad thing is that if you don’t get it, you won’t experience the pain of loss. However, the desire of mortals is possession, which will never be satisfied. more.If he was a little duller, and couldn't hear the berries falling in the rain, and the grass and insects singing under the lamp, then he wouldn't drown in the dew, grabbing every life closest to him as a life-saving straw.

Time will not heal the pain, time will only numb the pain, and in the end, if you can't feel the pain, you will forget the pain.Forgotten by the world, but there is no time to forget, he sighed, broke off a fern, threw it in the air, and continued walking, his figure disappeared into the night.

The lavender light spread out under the moon, turning into glittering stars and falling on the old man's body.

The old man suddenly raised his head, looked around blankly, his eyes converged, his pupils contracted, then he turned around and looked around, then threw the wooden stick in his hand, turned around and ran towards the south, stumbling but not stopping.

Du Fangfeng seemed to feel something, and looked back at Zheng Zhao, "It seems that I must go to see the mountain god today."

Zheng Zhao was about to answer, but Sun Tiancheng asked in horror and anger: "What did you do? Didn't you listen to me!"

Du Fangfeng said, "You never said that."

Sun Tiancheng was about to speak again, when suddenly a tall and twisted tree came into view, with flowers like magnolias in full bloom, he pulled the hound and stopped again, because he saw a road.

There shouldn't be a road here, how could there be a road here?There's never been a way out of the way here.

Du Fangfeng said: "A strong man can follow us, or he can stop here."

Hearing this, Sun Tiancheng stared at them, his eyes wandered over the faces of the two of them, and finally stopped on Zheng Zhao, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you."

Zheng Zhao smiled, eager to get rid of the boring life, but also afraid of falling into a situation of doom, unable to return to the original days, this is a mortal.But when ordinary people encounter a rare opportunity, how can they not take a look?Just like him back then, he didn't care to go with someone, just because that person told him, I'll take you to see an unprecedented grand scene.

Of course, the ending of this incident was that he was stopped by soldiers at the gate of the capital. His mother was scared to death, his father was scared to death, and Jing Zhaoyin was scared to death. No one thought that someone would abduct the emperor's grandson at the foot of the emperor.

In the end, the Taoist died in prison. This matter was not told to him by his father or mother, but by his grandfather.

Zheng Zhao raised his head and glanced at the bright moon in the sky. On the moon, there were no moon rabbits making moon cakes, and there was no Wu Gang logging wood. There were only a group of cold fairies doing the same thing day after day under the seat of God Wangshu, just like everyone else. There is no difference between.

"Here we are." Du Fangfeng said, in front of her was a vermilion archway, and at the end of the archway was a small building with cornices, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.

Sun Tiancheng stood where he was. He thought he saw a damp cave, but never thought it was a beautiful small building.That ugly mountain god who shares one eye lives so comfortably.Doesn't look like it?Shouldn't this kind of place be lived by beautiful and flowery spirits?

Du Fangfeng knocked on the door and said, "Are the five gentlemen here? Jingzhao Du Fangfeng came to pay a visit to the five gentlemen."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the thick and rich door opened, and several boys flocked in front of them.Most of them are dressed in rich and noble clothes, which are no different from those of the Bai family at the foot of the mountain. They are asking in a hurry: "How did you come here? Who told you that the gentlemen live here?"

Du Fangfeng looked at the boy on the far left who was wearing a red bellyband and tied with a red rope, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Bai asked me to comb your hair for you."

The boy panicked when he heard the words, scattered in all directions, and said while hiding: "Don't take a bath, don't comb your hair, don't leave the small building!"

Sun Tiancheng was even more stunned when he saw this, Du Fangfeng was still smiling, but just took out a pair of grate from his sleeve.

"Okay, don't scare them anymore, these are all stupid kids." Five black-robed men of different heights, fat and thin came down from the east stairs.

Zheng Zhao heard the voice very clear and beautiful, looked up at them and realized that it was five girls.They raised a group of young spirits to play in the small building all day long, and when they matured and improved in cultivation, they would be released, allowing them to practice in the mortal world in order to cultivate immortal bodies.

In other words, these five weird and ugly girls opened a kindergarten in Jumen Ridge to protect these pure spirits from harm by mortals.

But why is the statue under the mountain so weird?The incense offerings of mortals were almost on the statue to give birth to goblins, but they didn't reach them at all.There are also those who lost their way, why can't they go down the mountain.

Du Fangfeng saluted and said: "The young girl was ordered by Mrs. Bai to comb the hair of the boys. She knocked on the door rashly and asked the gentlemen not to blame her."

Mr. Da said with a little sigh: "Jiansu let you come here, she must have passed the thunder calamity and cultivated into a human body."

Bai Jiansu is the name of Mrs. Bai's family. Although she is called Mrs., she should be a young girl in human form, even younger than her "daughter".She is used to being entrenched in the village, and she should be able to travel around the world at this time.

Du Fangfeng talked with Mr. Da, talking about the situation of the thunder disaster in Baijia Village that day, and told him everything in detail.

Zheng Zhao thought for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Teaching young children is the most tiring, why don't you devote yourself to practicing, instead of doing this hard work?"

"Wu that boy is so arrogant to say that!" The four men in black robes behind Mr. Da were furious when they heard these words, and stretched out their hands to push Mr. Da, as if they wanted to teach Zheng Zhao a lesson.

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Mr. Da reassured them, and moved his palm to look at Zheng Zhao, who hadn't looked directly at him, "Jiansu told you my way here, I believe you, and I also believe in Jiansu. In fact, I 300 years ago, our cultivation was useless. Later, we searched for many methods to no avail. After thinking about it, our human form should be out of shape. Since we can no longer practice, we will return to this mountain to take care of them, lest they be like us. Suffering such bad luck makes this life difficult.”

After hearing this, Zheng Zhao ignored the four black-robed men who were still aggrieved, and turned to ask Sun Tiancheng, "Is the mountain temple 300 years old?"

Sun Tiancheng was puzzled, but he also knew that there was a connection between his question. He raised his head and raised his eyes to contemplate for a moment, and said in surprise and joy: "When I was young, I heard from an old hunter that the mountain temple was built in the early years of the previous dynasty. It was almost 300 years after that person suddenly went down the mountain."

Although Du Fangfeng didn't know the specifics of the statues in the mountain temple, she understood what Sun Tiancheng said. She asked, "Did Mr. Da meet a hunter 300 years ago?"

Although 300 years is a long time, it is not too far for Mr. Wu's life. Mr. Da said: "The age of Jumen Ridge is almost as long as the sky, and it is full of mysteries. Let alone ordinary people, even we will occasionally I couldn’t tell the direction, a hunter asked us the way back then, and we told him the way down the mountain.”

Zheng Zhao frowned and lowered his head, took half a step back, but seeing the purple fern growing rocks, and the scorpion scrambling, his thoughts wandered to nowhere.

Du Fangfeng caught a glimpse of his actions, his smile remained unchanged, and he just said: "The villagers at the foot of the mountain built a mountain temple for you, and enshrined you as the mountain god of Jumen Ridge. You have not made any progress in your cultivation for hundreds of years. For this reason."

"...a temple was built for us." Mr. Da muttered to himself in disbelief, and at the same time, the golden light of incense and offerings gathered from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

In an instant, these five gentlemen became real mountain gods, with golden patterns on their black robes.

After 300 years of cultivation, they can't make progress because they are already mountain gods. Of course, they can't make progress in cultivating demons, but they don't know that they are enshrined as mountain gods, and the incense can't reach them. Difficult.

Du Fangfeng saluted and said: "Congratulations to the five gentlemen on their ascension to the throne."

Mr. Da laughed and said: "It's just a mountain god. If the girl becomes a god in the future, she will be in charge of death, life, misfortune and good fortune. Poor us sisters, we know that there is a mountain god in Jumen Ridge, so we retreated from the small building For 300 years, anyone who has the courage to go down the mountain to see the Eye Eye Temple will not be wasted here, and enjoy raising children."

Du Fangfeng said: "Sir, you are kind and merciful. If it weren't for this, how could mortals build temples? My daughter is here for the spiritual ginseng..."

She didn't make euphemistic excuses like comb hair, and the five mountain gods didn't ask just like that, but just waved, took the boy in the red bellyband into her arms, and took a hair off, and gave it to Du Fangfeng .

Du Fangfeng thanked Mr. Da, and said: "At this time, my little girl came, I saw many people in the mountains who were still lost on Jumen Ridge. They were all village hunters at the foot of the mountain. Incense, sir, can you point them in the right direction?"

"Of course." Mr. Da closed his eyes and saw the buzzing of insects echoing with each other, and then gradually disappeared.

"This time, when the little girl goes down the mountain, she must spread it for her husband, so that the mountain people will know the high righteousness of her protection, and worship her from generation to generation." Du Fangfeng thanked her again, and said goodbye to her and went down the mountain with Sun Tiancheng and Zheng Zhao.

At the foot of the mountain, the morning light is faint, and the morning glow is slightly red. I don't know if Baiyun is drunk or has rouged.A total of dozens of lost people walked down Jumen Ridge. They looked at each other, and then ran to the mountain temple to kowtow. Some relatives came over after hearing the news, and thanked them with them, weeping.

Zheng Zhao and the others separated from Sun Tiancheng when they went down the mountain. When Du Fangfeng refined the elixir of immortality, Sun Tiancheng had already transformed into a priest of the mountain temple.

It's night, the long sky is clean, and the bright moon is flying in the mirror.

When Du Fangfeng walked into the courtyard, he saw sparse chrysanthemums outside the sill, messy wells, Zheng Zhao sitting on the stone steps, playing the jade flute horizontally, and a bucket hanging on the roof.

"Why didn't you speak, my lord?" Du Fangfeng sat beside Zheng Zhao.

Zheng Zhao put down the jade flute and said softly, "The matter is irreversible, so what's the point of talking?"

Du Fangfeng sighed: "It's not my wish to make people good, but things are like this. Even if they are lying, follow their lies, and I can fulfill my wish, right? Now that the spirit ginseng is obtained, the lost people go down the mountain." Well, from now on, as long as the mountain temple is enshrined, they will protect one side, the best of both worlds, right?"

Jumen Ridge is almost as long as the sky, and it is indeed full of mysteries, but mortals are trapped here because of their sorcery.

In the small building, children are taught to be afraid of being bullied by ordinary people. Of course, it is because they have been bullied by ordinary people that five people share one eye, so it is revenge to trap people in the mountains.Ordinary people go to the mountains to kill, but they can't kill if they want to become gods, so they can only be imprisoned in this way.

After trying the first person 300 years ago, they found that they couldn't improve their cultivation base, so they had to put him down the mountain.Who would have thought that the mortal thought that they were really the mountain gods who saved themselves, and built a mountain temple after going down the mountain, and their cultivation has been imprisoned since then, but when they saw this, they thought that their cultivation had nothing to do with this matter, and they did not lift it because of other reasons. Witchcraft, and even the construction of small buildings, to educate the goblins who have just awakened their spiritual consciousness in the hope that they can find solutions for themselves in the future.

Ordinary people could have cried in the Town God's Temple, begging a few scattered immortals to come and kill the demons, but they enshrined the demons as mountain gods.

If it was only Mr. Da, those words would be credible, but the irritability of the other four completely made these words unbelievable.

Zheng Zhao stood up, the westerly wind blew off his belt, and his sleeves were slightly cold.Fengxi Fengxi He De's decline, you can't wait for the coming, and you can't chase the past.What he thinks now is that it has been more than three days since that farewell, and the dried fruit by the window is wet, but Huacuo has not come back yet.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-3022:57:50~2020-08-1100:48:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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