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"Okay, let me take a look for you."

Turning around, Zhu Quanze tapped the "Zhuhuichun Tanglu" three times with a pen, cleared his throat: "[Soul-inducing sachet], recipe."

This time, the inside page shows: This formula has not been learned yet.

Zhu Quanze asked Grandpa Ginseng again, but he didn't have this prescription either.But Grandpa Ginseng showed Zhu Quanze the way—the nine-storey scripture building of Heming Mountain Taoist Temple. In a book called "Soul Scripture", the eighth volume, this prescription is recorded.

"It just so happened that I was going up the mountain, and I went to the Jinglou by the way." Zhu Quanze arranged the matter, then turned around and asked Xie Wuyan, "Do you want to find the formula with me?"

Xie Wuyan was silent, obviously hesitant.

He felt a headache when he thought of the group of immortal white beards in Heming Pavilion, but let Zhu Quanze go up the mountain alone...for some reason...just not at ease.

Zhu Quanze suddenly remembered that this person in his family was a big ghost cultivator, and he was probably not welcome in Heming Pavilion.He immediately smiled understandingly: "It's okay, I'll just mention it casually. I'll go up the mountain by myself tomorrow morning and copy this recipe back for you."

Xie Wuyan nodded and reminded: "If the sun has already set when you come back, you can stay on the mountain that night. I will watch the store."

"it is good."

Xie Wuyan still seemed uneasy, and drew another Zhang Fu and stuffed it into Zhu Quanze's hand: "In case something happens, use this."

"Hey, it's okay." Zhu Quanze accepted it with a smile, "This place is a majestic Heming Mountain, can you give me some respect?"

Xie Wuyan shook his head: "The mountain is full of trash."

Zhu Quanze: "..."

Early the next morning, Zhu Quanze contacted Zizhen, packed the gifts and went to Heming Mountain.Heming Mountain is the highest peak in the Western Wilderness, and the east peak is more than 3000 meters above sea level. Apart from the Taoist temple, Heming Pavilion, other mountains are also tourist attractions.

There are three cable cars in Heming Mountain - the Xifeng cable car is still under maintenance and has not yet opened; the cable car in Taiji Square goes straight to Heming Pavilion on the mountainside of Heming Peak; and going up from Jiugao Town is Mingzhu Peak in the north, with steep cliffs Known for its serene scenery, it is deeply loved by donkey friends and climbers, but it is still an hour and a half away from Heming Pavilion.

But Zhu Quanze's destination is not Heming Pavilion.

After many times of modernization and reconstruction, Heming Pavilion has a strong commercial atmosphere, and the incense is constantly burning every day, so it is very lively.But that is just the tip of the iceberg of Hemingshan Taoist temple open to the outside world, and the real Taoist temple is hidden deep in the mountains, and tourists are not allowed to enter.

Zhu Quanze bypassed the crowded Heming Pavilion, walked to the back of the mountain for a while, and stopped in front of a sign saying "Tourists are not allowed to enter".In front of you, the wooden plank road zigzags up the steep mountain wall, and the flying eaves and hanging feet are indistinct in the sea of ​​clouds in the pine forest...

Zhu Quanze called Subframe in front of the sign.

Soon, Subframe came to pick him up.

Zi Frame was still wearing an old Taoist robe, with a dazed look on his face: "Why did you go up the mountain all of a sudden? My master is still wandering outside, so I'm afraid you won't be able to see him."

"I've wanted to come here a long time ago. These are to honor your master." Zhu Quanze handed the things to Ziframe in large and small bags, "I also brought you some snacks from the mountain, let's share them with the brothers and sisters."

When Zihua saw the spicy tofu, he immediately smiled.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Zhu Quanze explained the purpose of coming.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Nine-story Sutra Building." Zizhen waved his hand readily, "I haven't heard of the "Soul Sutra" you mentioned, but I don't read much. For a while, I’d better ask the brothers in the scripture building.”

Zhu Quanze smiled in a buddhist way: "I also heard what others said, just try your luck, if not."

"Look, it's already noon now. If you want to catch the last cable car on the North Peak at [-]:[-] p.m., you can't stay here for too long." Zizhen urged, "Or, you'd better stay here tonight and sleep I'm there. That way I can still hear your college stories, haha."

Zhu Quanze rolled his eyes at him: "I think you just want to hear stories."

Zizhen smiled "hehe" and touched the back of his head.

The two of them hadn't reached the scripture building when they heard a childish voice from behind them: "Senior Brother Zizhen, Senior Brother——"

Zhu Quanze looked back, and saw a ten-year-old Xiaodao boy stumbling over.He carried a peach-wood tube in his arms, and bamboo sticks of different sizes and thicknesses clanged loudly inside.

"Brother, let's draw a lot—" Xiaodaotong excitedly handed the wooden tube in front of Zizhen, "Last night I dreamed about Grandpa Lu Dongbin, he taught me a set of 'signless lottery', only pictures, no proverbs. I’m going to cut a set today and try it out!”

"Hey, don't make trouble. I'm taking guests here." Zizhen patted Xiaodaotong's head perfunctorily, "I want to draw lots, go to Heming Pavilion in front, and get some pocket money. Be good."

Xiao Daotong stomped his feet, curled his lips in grievance: "I'm not here to make money!"

"Hey, you find another senior brother—"

But Zhu Quanze interrupted Zizhen, and squatted down in front of Xiaodaotong, smiling brows and eyes: "Come on, big brother, can I smoke for you?"

Xiao Daotong rolled his eyes, and immediately moved the wooden cylinder to Zhu Quanze.Although a little shy, she couldn't hide the anticipation on that small face.

Zhu Quanze asked with a smile, "What do I need to do?"

Xiaodaotong said in a straight voice: "You have to close your eyes first, think about a question you want to ask, and then draw a lottery!" As he said, he shook the wooden cylinder in a serious manner.

Zhu Quanze closed his eyes obediently, pretending that he was thinking about something.But in fact, he didn't believe in this, and he didn't have anything to ask for.As soon as Zhu Quanze closed his eyes, the first thing he thought of was that he was not at home today—what would Xie Wuyan and Jiu Ling eat?

Probably order takeout.

After more than ten seconds, Zhu Quanze opened his eyes.He pretended to be expecting and rubbed his hands before the lottery, Xiao Daotong looked at him with sparkling eyes.

The surface of the wooden stick that Zhu Quanze drew was still uneven, and it was obvious that the little boy had sharpened it himself.However, it was marked on the face of the lottery - big murder.There is also no comment below, only a black eye is drawn.The eyes are a very simple kind of stick figure: a black eyeball inside an eye socket outline.

If you just glance at this eye, you don't think there is anything wrong with it, but after staring at it for a long time, there is actually a hint of evil.

So Zhu Quanze decided to stop watching it.

When the lottery was drawn, Zhu Quanze was neither surprised nor frustrated, but returned the lottery to Xiaodaotong with a smile: "Oh, it's a pity, it's the big culprit."

What is this indicating?

Xie Wuyan and Jiu Ling were probably eating shit at the foot of the mountain.

Thinking of this, Zhu Quanze couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart.

Xiao Daotong stared at that eye, with a very nervous expression on his face: "It's fierce! Something is staring at you...something is looking at you!"

Subframe's complexion suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled Zhu Quanze up: "Let's go, we are still in a hurry."

"Big brother, you are being followed by something!" Xiao Daotong said anxiously from behind.

Zhu Quanze was dragged by Zizhen, so he turned his head and waved to Xiaodaotong: "Thank you, goodbye——"

Xiao Daotong stood where he was, and stared at the lottery for a while.

"Hey, no..." He scratched his head, "I don't seem to have made this lottery..."

When the two of them were far away, Zizhen spat: "Hey, you are so used to people! You don't know, that child is an orphan brought up the mountain by my uncle, and he talks all day long. Here Everyone is annoying him!"

"It's okay," Zhu Quanze waved his hands in a good-tempered manner, "Children, they always have to be coaxed."

Zizhen glared at him: "You must not pay attention to such a fierce lottery and the nonsense he said."

"Of course," Zhu Quanze nodded with a smile, "I am a good boy who believes in socialism."

He said so on the lips, but in fact... he still felt a little... hairy in his heart.

......

The nine-storey scripture building, that is, the library pavilion of the Heming Mountain Taoist Temple, is divided into nine floors-the first floor displays some portrait tablets and magical instruments, and then goes up to Liangyi, Sancai, Sixiang, Wufang and Liuhe. , Seven Stars, Eight Diagrams, and then to the ninth floor——Nine turns to one.

The collection of books on each floor is different.

Zizhen introduced that this is the little shopkeeper of Shanxia Zhuhuichuntang.The disciples in the Kanjing Building knew Grandpa Zhu Quanze, so naturally they didn’t make things difficult for him. They just said: "The scriptures can only be viewed in the building. Unless you are a disciple of Guannei, you can’t make any excerpts."

Zhu Quanze filled in his name and purpose of visit in the interview record book.

But at this moment, a little Taoist priest ran in in a hurry, yelling that something happened to Zizhen and his senior brother Ziyuan——after returning from a mission, he fell into a strange coma, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his body , but just can't wake up.

Zhu Quanze immediately put down what he was doing: "Your brother is important."

Zizhen nodded anxiously: "Why don't you read a book here, I'll go back and have a look."

Zhu Quanze thought that he had a medical qualification certificate anyway, so he hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

The two hurried to the disciple's dormitory.

Before entering the house, Zhu Quanze felt uneasy for no reason.He reached into his pocket and squeezed the talisman Xie Wuyan had drawn for him.

The picture before leaving resurfaced in his mind——

Zhu Quanze can be regarded as a person with countless reading symbols, but he has never seen this thing painted by Xie Wuyan.At that time he asked: "What is this?"

"A type of summoning talisman."

Then Xie Wuyan taught him the incantation of the talisman.

"What did you recruit?"

At that time, Xie Wuyan cast a look of caring for the cubs at him, and said gently: "Me."

Zhu Quanze: "..."

Holding this talisman in his hand, his heart suddenly settled down.