Songshu retracted his sleeves, and Fahai suddenly lost his weight. His body couldn't help but swayed slightly, and he almost fell down. The accumulated snow in front of him was tens of feet high, and stretched for miles. It could be seen at a glance

Before it reaches the end, it is much higher than the village behind Fahai.

His sleeves were in tatters and were still wet with sweat. In this icy and snowy southwest Yizhou, as if he was carrying two pieces of ice, Fahai waved his hand at the snow wall tens of feet high and used

After the air machine compacted the snow to ensure that no accidents would happen, he slowly walked towards the village.

At this time he wanted to take a good rest.

The villagers had already spontaneously gathered at the entrance of the village to welcome this great monk who looked like a god.

Fa Hai's energy consumption was quite large, and he was worried about the Tianzhu Mountain incident. He really wasn't in the mood to be polite to them, so he directly asked for a quiet room, went in and meditated until dark before he regained some of his strength.

You're really asking for trouble....

Due to time constraints, Fahai had no intention of completely curing his injury before setting off. He just got up and went to the ground after he stabilized himself and estimated that he had recovered seven to eight minutes. When he opened the door, there was a scene outside.

As expected, the villagers all gathered together. When they saw Fa Hai walking out of the room, they immediately knelt down and yelled about everything, including gods and Buddhas.

One of them, the oldest old woman, faced Fahai first and knelt down with a tray in her hand. She tried her best to raise the things in her hands above her head and said humbly:

"There is nothing to entertain adults in a mountainous and deserted village. Please don't dislike this little thing."

In the tray were a few taels of silver of average quality and countless copper coins. Fahai couldn't help but take another look at this inconspicuous old woman. He knew that although the other woman also worshiped him, she was not as sincere as ordinary villagers.

Thinking of himself as a god, he placed human money on the tray, and then he personally helped the old man up from the ground.

"This avalanche is because of me, so it's my duty to come down and help you get through this disaster."

While explaining, Fa Hai suddenly thought that these villagers had been living at the foot of Tianzhu Mountain for a long time and might have some clues about going up the mountain, so he asked.

"I have lived here for more than seventy years. According to the stories passed down orally by the old people in the village, this mountain is where I live. There is a mountain god barrier on the mountainside leading to the top of the mountain. Every ten years, the imperial court

There will be one time when the army goes to the mountains to escort supplies, but other than that, there is no barrier to let people pass."

The old woman's words, which she knew all about, aroused more questions in Fahai's mind.

"Escorting supplies? Does the old man know what's in them?"

"I have no way of knowing, but I do know one thing. There is a large amount of cinnabar in the big box escorted by the officers and soldiers."

The old woman waved her hand behind her as she spoke. Immediately, a clever child quickly grabbed a small handful of cinnabar and held it up in front of Fahai as if offering a treasure. Fahai twirled a little with his fingers to distinguish carefully and found that the cinnabar was

It is also the most precious and superior Chenzhou cinnabar in the land of China. According to some records in Kyoto, this most superior cinnabar has always been used only in major Taoist ceremonies.

"We rural people are in this barren land. Sometimes we can deal with hot-headed people, but if we encounter any evil spirits, there is nothing we can do. It is also the military commander of the imperial court who takes pity on us. Every time he escorts supplies, he will let us go.

We exchange animal skins for some cinnabar, which is used to suppress evil..."

From the old man's words, Fa Hai learned that these villagers were descendants of the craftsmen who were transferred by the imperial court to build roads and palaces on Tianzhu Mountain. After they completed the Tianzhu Mountain project, most of them chose to live in exile.

After settling down, because the location of this place is like a paradise, and the craftsmen's status outside is not high, they might be dragged to build a terrible palace one day, so most of them chose to stay, and this gradually became what it is today.

scale.

"Building a palace? Does the old man know what it is used for?"

Fa Hai did not miss any information. The old woman frowned and thought for a moment. Maybe it was because she was old and her memory of many things was no longer very good. She smiled bitterly and said:

"My lord, please forgive me. The status of our craftsmen is really not high. Many of the people we sent here are criminals. No one has told them the inside story. However, I heard that it is to ban the most powerful demon.

That’s why you mobilize your troops and mobilize people like this.”

Fa Hai nodded silently. He didn't expect that Bai Suzhen, who had come out of Youzhou, didn't know how to deal with it yet, and now something would happen in Tianzhu Mountain.

He turned his head and looked at the huge Tianzhu Mountain in the distance, which connected the sky and the earth. He couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Is there really no other way up the mountain?"

The old woman thought for a long time, and finally shook her head under Fahai's expectant gaze. Instead, the child who brought the cinnabar shouted excitedly:

"Grandma, have you forgotten the ice-free spring in the village?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said to Fahai: "I am old and forgetful, so please don't blame me. The ice-free spring is a spring left from the depths of Tianzhu Mountain. I don't know why.

The climate in Yizhou in the southwest is gloomy and freezing, but this ice-free spring has never frozen and has always been used by villagers. Although the water channel is expected to be extremely long, it must be easy for adults to reach the sky."

"If you can't get into Tianzhu Mountain, the poor monk will probably not live long. I'll ask the old man to lead the way to the ice-free spring."

When the old woman heard what Fahai said was so serious, she immediately did not dare to say any more nonsense, and led her personally to the ice-free spring. On the way, she tried to force the tray filled with copper coins and broken silver several times.

To Fahai, but the latter always refused, so the old woman simply knelt down again and said with tears in her old eyes:

"I dare not expire, sir. In fact, this tray of money is not only to thank you for your previous kindness, but also to entrust me with a major matter related to the life and death of my villagers."

As soon as the old woman finished speaking, the surrounding villagers also knelt down and begged Fahai to accept the money in the tray. The villagers were simple-minded and believed that accepting money was a prerequisite for agreeing to do things. Asking Fahai to accept the money was a request.

He should give an explanation on this matter.

Fahai helped the old woman up with his own hands and said gently: "You don't have to be like this. The poor monk can do his best."

He now has inner demons and hidden dangers, and external injuries are lingering. In addition, time is tight, so he dare not boast that he can resolve everything with just one word. However, based on his conduct, there must be room for maneuver no matter what.

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