Damn, I feel even more conflicted!
I carried a ladder from home to the shop, and I climbed up the beam and found a small red painted wooden box. I blew away the dust on it, opened the lid, and found a delicate Bagua mirror inside. This thing looks very old, rusty, and it is obviously a Taoist treasure. Why did our ancestors hide it here and not tell the descendants? Maybe there is a story inside.
Lianhua Mountain is located in the south-central part of Henan Province. Although this mountain is not very famous, the scenery is quite beautiful. It is also because there is a Taoist temple on the mountain that is very effective in divination and disaster relief, so there are many tourists. Most of them come here for Qingfeng Temple.
Shen Bing drove us along the national highway for just over three hours and we arrived here. The mountain is not very high. Wang Zijun and I took turns carrying Qu Mo along the stone steps. At one o'clock in the afternoon, we climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the Qingfeng Temple.
The Taoist temple is not very large. From the outside, it only has two halls and a few houses. But the red walls and green tiles reveal a solemnity and tranquility.
But there was something strange that puzzled us. The gate of the Taoist temple was closed, and a group of believers gathered outside, chattering. We went up to ask and found out that the Taoist temple was open to receive pilgrims every day, but it had been closed from this morning until now. We didn't know what happened.
Damn it, why are we so unlucky? It doesn’t matter to the pilgrims, but Qu Mo can’t wait.
Shen Bing didn't care about that. She walked over, grabbed the door knocker and started knocking on it.
At first, there was no movement inside, but Shen Bing was stubborn. If you don't open the door, I will keep knocking. Maybe the Taoist inside couldn't hold his temper anymore. He saw a young Taoist in a Taoist robe coming through the crack in the door and shouted impatiently, "Daoist Master Xuanzhen is not feeling well today. He has to go into seclusion to pray for blessings. The Taoist temple will be closed for seven days. Please go back, all donors!"
Shit, we have to close the shop for seven days to pray for blessings? Oh my god, by the time Niubizi comes out, won’t the flowers be cold
When the pilgrims heard this, they all dispersed and went down the mountain in disappointment. We were the only ones left standing outside the Taoist temple, and the young Taoist inside turned around and left without paying any attention to us.
I hurriedly shouted, "Master, please stay. I want to see Master Xuanzhen for something. Here is a token. Please show it to him!" Then I took out the red lacquered wooden box from my bag.
"During the retreat, you are not allowed to open the door to welcome guests. You can come back in seven days." The little bull nose walked in quickly without even turning his head back.
Now I am at a loss as the temple is in seclusion for seven days and the door is not open. This is also a rule. Even if I enter the temple, I may not be able to hand the things to the Taoist master.
The sky was changing, dark clouds were everywhere, and a mountain wind was blowing, as if a storm was about to come. If I didn't go down the mountain, there would be no place to hide from the rain. Shen Bing looked at me, while Wang Zijun paced back and forth anxiously. This guy had no intention of going down the mountain. I touched my nose and sighed, and sat down on the steps at the door. There was no other way but to wait like this.
Shen Bing looked at the two of us, gritted her teeth, grabbed the door knocker again, and knocked. I was impressed by her persistence, so I let her go.
After knocking on the door for a long time, no one came out this time. But Shen Bing was so persistent that her hands turned red from the knocking, but she still refused to give up.
At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a loud bang of thunder, and a light rain began to fall. We stood under the eaves of the door, so we were not wet for the time being. However, after a while, the rain gradually became heavier, and clusters of noodle-like rain curtains were blown over by the wind. In an instant, the four of us were all soaked.
Wang Zijun hugged Qu Mo tightly and looked anxiously through the crack in the door. Shen Bing's knocking frequency gradually weakened. I saw that her little hand was about to swell. I was about to persuade her to let go, when I saw the young Taoist appear through the crack in the door.
"Alas, the Taoist priest said that you should go back. He won't see you. He already knows about the human fetus ghost, but he is powerless to help. If he helps you, Qingfeng Temple will suffer a devastating disaster!"