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Fuxing Temple is located on the top of a certain mountain in the local area. After the car they were riding in came down the mountain, Song Yan put them down and drove away.

Several people glanced at the concrete stairs built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

The Yaowang Temple is located in the urban area and occupies a small area, with only a small courtyard; while the Mountain Temple is built on the top of the mountain, but its area is not large. The winding and narrow mountain road is full of dirt, which is completely incomparable with the stairs in front of us.

"This ladder is so long!" Cui Yu exclaimed directly, "It costs a lot of manpower and material resources alone!"

The child's family conditions are not good, and he has always been relatively frugal, so the first thing he thinks of when he sees the stairs is that he has spent a lot of money.

"It takes a lot of time to get to the top of the mountain!" Wang Yanjun glanced at the long stairs and lamented the time and physical strength.

"Let's go! Go up and have a look first!" Song Yan reminded, and a group of people walked up the mountain along the stairs.

When they walked to the mountainside, a archway across the stairs appeared in front of several people. The plaque hanging on it said "Fuxing Temple" in large characters, which was very magnificent.

"This Fuxing Temple is really rich!" Cui Yu looked at the archway and sighed again.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Wang Yanjun rolled his eyes at him, "If you don't have money, can you hold the Luo Tian Dajiao?"

Song Yan was afraid that they would quarrel, so he quickly interjected: "There is still a long way to go, let's keep going!"

After more than 40 minutes of walking, Song Yan and the others finally arrived at the gate of Fuxing Temple.

The gate of Fuxing Temple is closed, and a sign is erected in front of the gate, which says that the Luotian Dajiao will be held on the eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and visitors are not allowed to enter before then.

Song Yan walked to the door, grabbed the animal ring on the door and knocked hard three times.

After waiting for a while, footsteps came from inside the door, the door was opened, and a man in a gray priestly robe blocked the door and asked, "Who is it?"

Song Yan bowed his hands to him and said: "We are the Taoist priests who came to help from the Yaowang Temple and the Mountain God Temple." He said and pointed to his master, "This is the temple owner of our Mountain God Temple, Yang Zhao and Daoist Yang. "

The Taoist priest of Fuxing Temple glanced at the four people in front of the door, and asked calmly, "Where's the invitation card?"

Song Yan's face darkened immediately, and he replied in a cold voice, "Where did you get the invitation from a Taoist priest surnamed Yu in your view?"

The Taoist was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but stare at Song Yan.He probably didn't expect that there would be a Taoist priest rushing to participate in the event but would dare to contradict him.

He was about to say something more, when suddenly a figure walked up to Song Yan and blocked his sight.He took a closer look and saw that it was the owner of the mountain temple that was introduced just now.

Daoist Yang let out his breath, not angry and majestic, and there was a bit of coldness between his brows and eyes, the Taoist priest of Fuxing Temple immediately closed his mouth tightly, holding back the words he wanted to hate Song Yan.

He immediately turned his head to the other two and asked, "What about you? Is it also a message? Who passed it on?"

Cui Yu hurriedly looked at Wang Yanjun, and Wang Yanjun bowed his hands towards him, and replied: "The invitation is for our master, but the master is unable to come due to something, so let us brothers and sisters come to help." He said, and handed the master to their The invitation was brought out.

"Wait a minute!" the disciple of Fuxing Temple closed the door after saying, and asked several people to wait outside the door.

Song Yan immediately frowned, and his dissatisfaction grew stronger.

After a while, the Guanmen opened again, and this time two Taoist priests came out, besides the one just now, the other was Daoist Yu who went to the mountain temple last time.

Daoist Yu glanced at them indifferently, and said, "Come with me!" After speaking, he turned and walked inside.

Song Yan suppressed his anger and followed the master, and the group walked inside.

The Fuxing Temple occupies a large area and has many temples, forming a small building complex.Entering the gate, bypassing the screen wall carved with white jade, the first thing you see is the Dragon and Tiger Hall, and after walking around the Dragon and Tiger Hall, you will find the main hall—Sanqing Hall, and then there are other buildings such as Chunyang Hall.

Song Yan and others followed Daoist Yu until they reached the innermost courtyard before stopping.

"You guys wait here for a while, the people in the dormitory will come to arrange accommodation for you in a while." After finishing speaking, he looked at Daoist Yang again, and was a little more polite, "Daoist Yang, please follow me this way, our hall master please Go over there!"

Daoist Yang followed the Taoist surnamed Yu, while Song Yan and the others stayed where they were and waited.

After a while, the person who opened the door for them also followed, and then he cupped his hands and said to them, "My surname is Tian, ​​and I'm the disciple of the deacon of the squatter house. I'll be in charge of arranging your accommodation. Please follow me!" "

A few people followed Taoist Tian into a guest room, the room was poorly furnished, except for a large kang, there was only a table and two chairs.

Daoist Tian pointed to the kang and said, "Recently, Guanli is overcrowded, so I invite some generals to make room for it. During dinner, disciples of Dianzao will come to call you to eat!"

"Then what are we here to help?" Seeing Taoist Tian about to leave, Cui Yu immediately asked.

The disciple looked back at him, Song Yan quickly pressed Cui Yu's shoulder, then cupped his hands to the Taoist surnamed Tian, ​​and said, "Brother Tian, ​​go slowly!"

After Tian left, Wang Yanjun immediately said to Cui Yu, "Are you stupid? Do you think this is a small temple like ours? He is a disciple in a dormitory, and he only cares about accommodation arrangements!"

In the Taoist temple, the master is the largest, and then there is the superintendent who is in charge of internal and external affairs. Under the supervising house, there are eight deacons: the living room is responsible for receiving visitors, the dormitory is responsible for specific arrangements, the Dianzao is responsible for meal arrangements, the priest is in charge of ritual rituals, and the accountant is in charge of financial management. Patrols are responsible for security and security, and are responsible for keeping temple property and public property.For the rest of the halls, the masters of each hall are responsible for the arrangement of the halls, and the master of the main hall mentioned by the Taoist priest just now is the master of the main hall.

It was already noon when the few people came, and although it was just after noon when they went up the mountain, they also knew that the dining hall would not prepare another lunch for them, so they had to dig out some food to fill their stomachs first.

Daoist Yang didn't come back in the afternoon, and two Taoist priests from other places came to the guest room where Song Yan and the others were staying.

Song Yan frowned and looked at the kang, which was about two meters wide and two meters six long, but six adult men would sleep there at night, and it might be difficult to turn over.

Before Wang Yanjun became a monk at Yaowang Temple, he was a college graduate and had worked in the society for more than a year. He was very tactful in dealing with others. Temporarily invited to come to help.

The two newcomers, one surnamed Li and the other Li, could easily be confused by their names. Fortunately, one of them was fat and the other was thin, so Song Yan and the others recorded it as fat Li and thin Li.

The five young Taoist priests chatted for a while, and then in the evening, a Taoist priest who claimed to be a disciple of Dianzao came and took them to dinner.

The food is mediocre, with little water in the soup. Fortunately, the Taoist priests are used to the poor, so they are not picky.They had just finished eating, and before they could go back to the room, they were stopped by a tall and strong Taoist priest.

"Pin Dao's surname is Gao, and he is the patrol photo of Fuxing Temple!" Daoist Gao said while clasping his fists at them.

Song Yan and the others hurriedly bowed their hands to salute, and shouted at him, "I have met Gao Taoist".

"Thank you for coming to help when Fuxing Temple is in short supply!" Gao Daochang clasped his fists and nodded at them again, his etiquette was much more thoughtful than that of the low-level disciples before.

"It's our honor to come to Fuxing Temple to help!" Wang Yanjun replied first, and gave a deep bow.

Song Yan just saluted politely, and Cui Yu and the other two also showed the same respectful appearance as Wang Yanjun.

Gao Daozhang's voice was loud and full of momentum, and his gestures and gestures carried the courage of a leader.After he finished being polite, he said directly: "To tell the truth, the main purpose of inviting a few of you here is to help patrol the mountain. The people in the temple have missions for Luo Tian Dajiao, so the job of patrolling the mountain can only be done by outside Taoists. Friends are here to help!"

Song Yanxin said: Sure enough!Inviting them to come is still so rude, how can it be possible to arrange a good job for them?

Fuxing Temple is located on the top of the mountain, surrounded by undeveloped steep mountains and forests. This task of patrolling the mountain is not easy.

"If you have no objections, then the poor Taoist will take you to familiarize yourself with the route!" Daoist Gao said, looking at the faces of several people.

Song Yan immediately asked, "Excuse me, Daoist Gao, where is my master, Daoist Yang Zhao Yang? He hasn't come back since he was called away by Daoist Yu at noon."

"The Lord of the Palace met Daoist Yang once, and I guess there are too many things to say in this meeting, so it was delayed." Daoist Gao replied with a normal expression, not like lying, "I will definitely go back before the evening class, fellow Daoist Don’t worry. You can familiarize yourself with the route with us first, and then tell your master the route.”

Song Yan could only nod his head in agreement.

Five foreign Taoist priests walked to the back of the dining hall following the inspector of the Fuxing Temple, Taoist Gao.It turned out that a back door was opened on the courtyard wall behind the dining hall, leading to the back mountain.

Gao Daochang took out the key to unlock the door, turned on the flashlight to illuminate it, and then led a few people to the back mountain.

The mountains are densely forested, and there are a few narrow paths that can be seen faintly. Obviously, the mountains here are steep and few people come and go.

Daoist Gao led a few people through one forest after another, from the back mountain to the front mountain, and then walked around the front mountain again to the back mountain.

The mountain road was difficult, and most of the people in the group were panting and sweating profusely.Because Song Yan had just obtained the Zhongdan, coupled with his hard work in practice, his breathing was steady at this time, and there was only a little sweat on his forehead.

Daoist Gao's breath was a little flustered, but it wasn't obvious unless he listened carefully. He illuminated the people behind him with a flashlight, and he couldn't help being slightly taken aback after seeing Song Yan's situation clearly.

Although he immediately returned to normal and was still against the light, Song Yan still detected it with his keen five senses.

What's the meaning?Surprised?It seems that there is still a trace of hesitation...

Not long after they left the front mountain and walked to the back mountain, they heard the sound of rushing water.

The Taoist surnamed Li immediately asked happily: "Is it a mountain spring? Can I drink it?"

Gao Daochang replied: "This is the only water source in our temple, of course you can drink it!"

The hungry and thirsty group immediately walked towards the sound of the water.When they came to a small pool with a diameter of two or three meters, they found two people standing by the pool under the flashlight of Gao Daochang.

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