This very effective mountain temple looks nothing like it from the outside.
The outer wall is so short that any child can turn over it.
The plaque at the entrance was beaten by wind and rain, and there were only a few traces left that were so shallow that it was impossible to see what was written. If it wasn't for the stone road leading to the temple was cleaned up, there was no trace of weeds or ink. The carp must suspect that this is an abandoned wild temple.
"arrive."
It was the grandson of the old village chief who led the way to Mo Li Meng Qi. His name was Dezi. In his early years, he worked as a tailor's apprentice outside for several years. He was considered knowledgeable and could listen and speak Mandarin.
Meng Qi's accent is obviously Taijing. Dezi has seen people with this accent in Jiangxia County, all of them are powerful, so when he found that Meng Qi seemed to be very interested in the mountain temple, he took the initiative without saying a word. The leader came to see.
The lake where they took the boat, the villagers were busy feasting and congratulating.
The mountain temple is on the edge of the lake, Dezi put down the boat pole and walked towards the temple with a hang of dried vegetables.
"There is a threshold here, two be careful."
If Dezi didn't remind him, Mo Li might have missed this threshold.
Because it's only half left, and it's still stuck in the mud, the color of mud.
-What kind of mountain god, what a miserable life.
Mo Li was very puzzled. It shouldn't be. Although this fishing village doesn't look very rich, it is more than enough. Every household has one or two good clothes to wear to the wedding banquet. Running around naked, there are also many elderly people in the village.
To see whether the people are living well, one is to look at the old and the younger, and the other is to look at the complexion.
Seeing, hearing, asking, and cutting are the basic skills of medicine. The first thing is to look. How can people who can’t eat enough to look better
The village is not poor, the villagers still think that the mountain gods are powerful, and the temple is not far away, how could it be broken like this
Speaking of which, Mr. Qin also lives in the mountain temple in winter, but there are several mountain temples in Qimao Mountain, and the mountain gods worshiped are different, and it is impossible to say which incense is more vigorous. People who enter the mountain pass by and pay their respects. The mountain road is so difficult to walk, and the temple has not yet been in this dilapidated state!
Dezi obviously knew what Mo Li was surprised about, he rubbed his hands together and said embarrassedly: "Old man is laughing, this is the rule passed down by the old people here, the mountain temple cannot be repaired, if the temple collapses, it means that the mountain monarch Zeshen is tired of living there, so we can build a new temple in another place."
Ink carp: "… "
I have learned a lot. I have only heard that officials do not repair yamen before, but I did not expect that there are still people who do not repair temples.
"No wonder, I remember that there was no mountain temple here in the past." Meng Qi put his hands behind his hands and entered the door.
Because Meng Qi said this in the name of looking for relatives, no one doubted it.
Dezi nodded quickly and said, "This temple started ten years ago. Before that, everyone just invited a god to worship, and during the festivals, they had to go to the next village or in the mountain to offer incense."
"Why, are there many mountain temples in Feihe Mountain?"
"No, there are too many! But they are not blessed by the God of Mountain Junze, and there is no temple in our village! The God of Mountain must like to live here. My grandfather said that when the temple collapses, it will be on the sandbar in the middle of the lake. Build another one, everyone has already started to collect wood and masonry."
Dezi said with great interest, Meng Qi's mouth twitched, and he had a bad premonition.
Back then, he had never heard of the efficacies of the mountain temple, and the rumors in the mountains were just those, foxes and weasels or cranes transforming into people, revenge or revenge. The mountain gods usually act as the presiding officer in the story to clean up the mess and then take the monster back without even a name from beginning to end.
To make Meng Qi finally suspect the existence of dragon veins in Feihe Mountain, there must be no such thing as "effectiveness".
When Meng Qi heard the villagers mention the special spirit of the mountain temple before, he almost thought that the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain had changed his temper.
"Doctor, something is wrong."
"Um?"
"... The dragon veins of Feihe Mountain will not show up easily, and there may be people from Ayan Puka here."
The Taoist in the mountain temple said with certainty that a distinguished guest was coming from the north. If it wasn't for the coincidence of the blind cat and the dead mouse, it was naturally a ghost.
"How did Ayan Puka know we were going in this direction?"
"Feihe Mountain is surrounded by seven waters, and there is only one way to enter the mountain without taking a boat, especially the reeds in the Shili River Bay. It is not a problem to hide 1,800 people. I suspect that it is the old nest of Xiliang people. If we If you value the dragon veins, you must first come and see them yourself, rather than immediately start with them..."
Meng Qi paused, then continued in a deep voice, "Of course there is another possibility, that is, this mountain temple is really effective and has a far-reaching reputation. If we deliberately inquire, we must come here to see it, Ah Yampuka's people don't have to wait anywhere when they sit in the temple."
While speaking, he had already entered the temple gate, only to see a Taoist with gray hair and a wrinkled face walking around behind him.
This Taoist did not wear a Taoist temple, nor did he hold a whisk, and his robes were stained with dust. He said that he was a monk, but in fact he was more like a fire worker Taoist.
Dezi handed over the dried vegetables in his hand and greeted with a smile: "These two old men came from Jingnan to look for relatives, and they have to go to the mountains. I heard that our mountain temple here is effective, come and see one. Look."
The Taoist walked heavily, his body was weak and airy, and he didn't look like he was wielding martial arts.
He narrowed his eyes and said in a gruff voice, "The temple is very beautiful. Sincerity is good, and mountain gods don't bless outsiders."
Dezi choked, too embarrassed to speak.
Meng Qi frowned slightly and made a displeased look, and said: "It's not very good-looking, but there is nothing to hide. The old man has never heard of any temples of gods and Buddhas, so outsiders are not allowed to see them."
When the Taoist heard the mandarin, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at Meng Qi again.
"Just look at it." The Taoist sternly dropped a sentence, turned his head and entered the wing on the left.
There is an open-air stove over there, where the Taoist squatted to make a fire, and there were piles of debris blocking it, so they didn't see anyone when they first came in.
Mo Li asked Meng Qi with his eyes: Is it Ayan Puka's subordinate? Been so miserable
Meng Qi looked back calmly: Otherwise, would the villagers still cook for him? The place is not rich, at most occasionally send some dried vegetables and steamed buns!
"... Entering the main hall is the statue of the god, the old man goes this way." Dezi brought people, and it was not easy to hang on, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to greet him.
The ink carp also gave him face, and slowly entered the main hall of the temple following his guidance.
Too small and too rudimentary.
There are no hanging curtains, no table offerings, only an unrecognizable clay sculpture, a copper incense burner, and two futons on the ground.
"Is this shaped?"
Meng Qi was also shocked, probably never seen such a rough statue.
In other words, how can there be a half-made idol for people to worship
The nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes, except that it can be seen as a human shape, and it is a person wearing clothes, even the facial features are blurred.
"Shanjunze God!" Dezi patted his chest and said seriously, "The statues in other temples are all wrong. I have seen them after I left the village. Except for the different clothes and hats, the statues are different. In fact, they all have a face, whether it is the Lord of the City God, the Lord of the Land or the God of Wealth, the Lord of the Dragon, won't the gods be angry? So the old man in the village said, the soil embryo will do, and the mountain god looks like a mortal person who doesn't know and shouldn't know, look It's disrespectful, the holiday is offensive, who would like to have the same face as other gods?"
Meng Qi and Mo Li: "..."
Does this make sense
It's just that it's really not because the fishing village is short of money and can't be invited to be a craftsman who paints the statues, so I just made it myself
"Cough, how many incense sticks do you serve on weekdays? What is the most effective thing to ask for?" Meng Qi asked slowly.
Dezi scratched his head and said frankly: "Just those, the weather is good and the rain is good year after year, there is no flood or drought, no wild beasts come down the mountain to infest the village, no matter how poor you are, you can still fish for food and not starve to death."
Mo Li was okay, Meng Qi had already figured out what was wrong.
The terrain of Feihe Mountain is excellent, and there are many waterways. It is impossible to cause floods unless it rains for ten days and ten nights.
Drought is even more impossible. The entire Jingzhou is dry, and there is no water shortage here.
The lake in front of the village is not stagnant water. It is fed by two streams. Feihe Mountain is more water, fish and birds. There are many people in the village, and birds don’t come to prey. As long as the villagers do not catch all the fish in the lake, they can always catch some fish and shrimp to wrap their stomachs.
Just now at the wedding banquet, Meng Qi could see clearly what was in the dishes, fish and shrimp were all common and common types.
Neither tasty nor prickly.
If you don't put heavy oil and salt, and you are willing to put seasonings, you can't get rid of that earthy smell, but rich and powerful people hate it and don't like it.
The villagers did not have enough food, so they could only boil it in a pot of water, which was better than being hungry.
Although there were big bowls of fish and shrimp on the table, the villagers were just grabbing the meat. Before Meng Qi left, no one touched the fish, indicating that he was tired of eating.
- In general, the prayers that Dezi said are things that can be achieved without asking at all.
The land here is difficult to grow crops, because the weeds are too strong, even if you keep pulling the weeds and digging three feet or even setting fire to the ground, the grass roots will not be destroyed, so the crops that are planted are difficult to grow well. , raise a few chickens, ducks and geese. Even pigs are few, and they still fish for a living on weekdays.
"That's all?" Meng Qi asked.
"No, what else?"
Dezi looked bewildered.
Meng Qi couldn't tell whether this kid was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He clearly had a shrewd face who had seen the world before, and he would also observe his words.
"Praying for wealth, seeking safety and health, and seeking children... are they all effective?" Mo Li also thought about it.
The birth of a boy or a girl is entirely up to the sky, let alone whether to make a fortune or not. If these two points cannot be achieved, is it also called efficacious
Or is this temple also the same old-fashioned sincerity? Whoever does not make a fortune is not sincere
Wouldn't the entire village be dishonest to the gods
Mo Li felt that this was not the case.
Sure enough, Dezi scratched his head and suddenly said: "If you don't ask for it, the mountain god doesn't care about that."
Ink carp: "… "
Dezi said eloquently: "The old man in our village said that if you want a child, you should look for the Goddess of Wealth, and if you want to make a fortune, you need to look for the God of Wealth. If the family can't afford Zhu Rong's disaster, it is the Lord of the Kitchen. As for peace and prosperity, each family has their own Let me put it this way. The God of Mountain Junze is the god of this mountain and this piece of water, who cares about trivial matters in the world? People in other places are too greedy, and they also ask for this, so they have a little bit of the mountain temple over there. It doesn't work. The gods perform their own duties, just like asking people to do things on weekdays, they must be able to help, otherwise, should the mountain gods be cheeky and ask other gods to take care of us? There is no reason for this, no matter where we go It makes no sense!"
Meng Qi: "..."
This time Mo Li couldn't hold back and smiled.
This is not the clear voice that the old man should have, Dezi was startled, and looked back suddenly.
"Who?"
"What's wrong?" Meng Qi asked in disguise.
Mo Li quickly smiled and pretended not to know.
"I seem to hear someone laughing." Dezi said inexplicably, and then he clapped his hands and said excitedly, "It must be the mountain god, the old man heard what I said, and he is happy. I will go to the Daoist Hu to ask for some. Incense stick, come and burn some incense for the mountain god."
I laughed just now, but I don't know if I count as a mountain god ink carp: "..."
Anyway, not the mountain god of Feihe Mountain, Mo Li wiped away the embarrassment in his heart and turned to look at Meng Qi.
The two looked at each other for a while, and then Mo Li took the lead: "Brother Meng, what do you think?"
"I want to meet the... old man in the village that he said."
Meng Qi thought that if this is not a talent, then it is the dragon vein, at least he should have seen the dragon vein.
The author has something to say: in other texts, the protagonist speaks a set of words, making the supporting role dizzy
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