Sixty-eight The mountain has no name and belief in gods
snort!
Fu Gui, who failed to take off the bag, tugged at the strap, hypocritical!
Why can't you carry it for Lingye or not? He's still young when you're carrying him!
Angry and angry, Fu Gui still hurriedly chased after him.
Along the way, he knew that the second master was definitely unkind. Seeing how Lingye was grateful to the second master just now, the second master must be very happy, right?
Just this time, you have absolutely no other chance!
Fu Gui made a death order in his heart, he must keep an eye on the second master and never let his conspiracy succeed.
As for what the second master's conspiracy is, not to mention Fu Gui, even the second master himself doesn't know. It's all a tragic and bitter drama made up by Fu Gui himself.
Uncle Liu led the way, followed by Lao Zhang and Professor Yang who was supported by Bai Ruoxuan.
Behind them were Teacher Liu, senior fellow students, Mr. Qiao, Ling Ye and Er Ye walking in twos and threes on the other side. Mr. Li always wanted to get up close, but after careful consideration, he still didn't dare to step forward.
The mountain looked so close. It would take a while just to walk to the foot of the mountain, let alone climb the mountain.
"Uncle Liu, does this mountain have a name?" Bai Ruoxuan asked from the side.
They have always called this mountain "the mountain in Gengzi County". There is no clear record of the specific name, either geographically or in literature.
Books always say "mountains in a certain county", "mountains left by a certain prefecture", and "ancient mountains".
Even the location of the mountain in Gengzi County was deduced by them based on literature. After checking the map, it turned out that there is only such a mountain in the surrounding area of the city.
Uncle Liu pressed his tobacco and did not look at Bai Ruoxuan. He walked forward with his eyes drooped. As he walked, he said: "This mountain has no name. Counting from my grandfather's generation, my family has lived here for many years."
In all my life, I have never cared about the name of this mountain."
"I've been talking about mountains in mountains since I was a child. People in our village have never seen other mountains. It's just this mountain. No matter how you name it."
The old man said this and took another puff.
Lingye looked at the old man's rickety back and slightly curled his lips. This Uncle Liu was quite interesting.
Names are used to distinguish specific references. If there is only one, why bother?
While talking and walking, it took a long time to reach the foot of the mountain. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, Lao Zhang, who was following the team, felt strange.
Looking at this mountain from Gengzi County, it is clear that it is not so majestic. Why is it now...
Professor Yang was also puzzled. This was the right mountain, but the mountain recorded in ancient books was not that high.
What's more, based on years of experience, there are few such majestic and towering mountains in the northern plains. If there were, they would never become a scenic spot. This area is completely undeveloped.
It's really weird. If it's a mountain range, then the altitude next to it should be much higher. Why is there only this one place? And from a distance, this mountain is not that high.
The second master was also confused, but what he didn't understand was that they raised their heads so high. What were they looking at?
As if in response, Uncle Liu said: "This mountain is not high. You can reach the top in just a few steps. Do you still need me to take you?"
Lingye had a faint smile on her face, and she didn't mean anything when she spoke.
They went into the mountain for archaeological investigation, and it was not an ordinary excavation. It was indeed inconvenient to bring outsiders with them. After much discussion, Professor Yang and Mr. Qiao decided to go up alone.
Lao Zhang didn't want to follow, so he said to Professor Yang: "Professor, if you can't find the way down the mountain, just send a signal and I will take someone to find you."
The communication in the mountains was not good, and he was afraid that he would not be able to contact him. Besides, there were no maps to guide the way in the mountains. It all relied on experience, so it might not be reliable without someone.
Professor Yang nodded: "Thank you, Lao Zhang, for your hard work. We will definitely go down the mountain before dark."
This month, it doesn't get dark until almost seven o'clock, so they have enough time.
After explaining the matter, they were about to go up the mountain. Uncle Liu stood beside him, smoking a dry cigarette with dark eyes.
Lao Zhang called Uncle Liu and said: I will follow you and let's go back to the village.
Uncle Liu sighed, called to the backs of the people who were about to leave, looked at this and that, and finally focused on Ling Ye.
He was an old man who had lived at the foot of the mountain for nearly eighty years. Lingye could guess what he was thinking at a glance.
Lingye nodded to Uncle Liu invisibly, and Uncle Liu's heart was completely at peace.
He couldn't stop the village's decision. He just thought that it would be good for people not to make too many mistakes and to leave a way for future generations.
Without saying anything, Uncle Liu knelt on the ground and bowed, still mumbling something.
A few people standing in the distance knew that this was not worshiping them, but worshiping the mountain. They laughed and talked about how the old people in the village were old, ignorant and superstitious.
At this time, Mr. Li was the first to object, saying that all things have gods. The old man respected God and could not laugh at him like this.
Meng Lanlan and Dong Wentao looked at each other, sticking out their tongues and saying nothing.
At this moment, Mr. Qiao said: "Faith and superstition are different. Uncle Liu just uses the act of worshiping gods to satisfy his own comfort. He says whether he believes in gods or not, it is all for human beings."
After hearing what he said, Lingye looked at him in surprise.
Mr. Qiao, who was originally thought to be rigid, did not expect to realize so clearly that people do not believe in God, they believe in humans themselves, and God is just a way for them to comfort themselves.
Therefore, how can so many ordinary people succeed in cultivation?
Besides, humans worship gods, but in the end very few people have the idea of becoming gods. They are greedy for this world and have too many things that they cannot let go of.
Isn't this the case with gods? Apart from having magic, they are no different from ordinary mortals.
Uncle Liu's behavior caused several people's thoughts to spin repeatedly, except for Er Ye and Fu Gui.
When the two of them entered the mountain, they chatted and pointed out the rare scenery to each other. They were very relaxed and at ease.
The mountain trails are grass paths that have not been developed yet, and even the stone steps from several generations ago have been worn away to the point where they are almost invisible.
But going this way was not an option. They were looking for the ancient tomb, not climbing the mountain.
Professor Yang and the others stood in one place, looking left and right, pointing in a direction from time to time, and they discussed again.
Mr. Li was also listening and always made a concluding sentence at the end, and this sentence was often related to Feng Shui.
Ling Ye thought that he was a Feng Shui master, the kind who had no talent for learning.
Fu Gui was bored when he heard this, so he put his hand into his bag and fumbled around, pretending to take something, and took out a pack of dried meat.
His favorite wow!
We ate so early in the morning and climbed the hillside for a long time, so I was already starving.
Fu Huihuan handed a piece to the second master with a sense of sharing. The second master shook his head and told him to eat it by himself.
He was really curious, where did all the food go to someone as young as Fu Gui? He ate all kinds of food all day long without fear of ruining his stomach.
Lingye chuckled and said: "He is not a human being, how could he be so fragile?"
The second master added: "A tomb-killing beast? You can't eat a stone like this."
This angry Blessing returned, "What's wrong with the stone? My body is a mythical beast!"
The second master said calmly: "You are a stone spirit, but you are not a divine beast originally."
You, you, you! Just wait for him, and he will beat you after eating this piece of dried meat!