"Why do you think so?" The fool laughed, "Mr. Shen, you are dead!"
Ah, this is how it feels to hear such words with your own ears.
Mr. Shen muttered depressedly, "Aren't people allowed to fantasize?"
The two of them finished the bread in their hands, and the fool looked around with his hands on his hips.
Today's weather has changed from the dullness of the past, it is clear and refreshing, and the white clouds are scattered on the blue sky, making the mountain look completely different.
"Where are we going next?" Mr. Shen looked at the fool and asked.
The fool was rummaging for something in his backpack, and stopped when he heard his words.
"Where are we going?" said the fool, "We are not going anywhere else today. We will camp here."
Baomu nodded quickly and rummaged through his backpack. It seemed that the two of them had the same idea again.
"Shall we set up camp now? There will still be some time before dark," Shen Fu asked.
"Camp? Oh, no, we are not preparing to camp..." The idiot smiled shyly, raised his arm, and grabbed a ball of fluffy pink from the bag, "Uh... we need to feed our pets some For food, please introduce me, this is the rabbit, and that is the Son of Light..."
Baomu took out the Son of Light from his backpack, looked at the shocked Mr. Shen, and said, "Don't worry, they are very well-behaved... Do you want to touch them?"
***
It was dark inside the door.
The Taoist priest made a gesture, and Luo Jiutian turned around and closed the back door. The squeaking sound of the door closing echoed in the silence.
The two walked into the house.
There was no sound in the room, not even breathing.
The moonlight shines on the indoor furnishings. This house has also been affected by the fire, but this impact is negligible compared to other houses. The conditions of this family should be better. Many bookcases and furniture are made of rocks. In addition to being Apart from being a little blackened, it seemed to be undamaged.
There were several closed doors on both sides of the corridor. Seeing that there was no one in the living room, the two decided that the owner of the house should be "sleeping" in the bedroom at this time.
The Taoist priest tiptoed and walked directly to the rock bookcase placed in the center of the living room.
The three sides of the bookcase are made of gray rocks, and only the front has a glass door. If placed here, it can be used as both a bookcase and an entrance.
The Taoist Master gently opened the glass door and checked the books in the cabinet.
Miraculously, the books here are basically intact.
Several books on the side near the window had their spines blackened, but all of them survived the fire.
The Taoist Master took out two books and started reading them. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Luo Jiutian standing in the corner of the living room, so he raised his head and looked at him.
Luo Jiutian stood next to a table placed against the wall, hunched over, looking at something on the table.
"Nine days?"
"Taoist Master," Luo Jiutian waved to him, "come quickly and take a look at this thing."
The Taoist priest walked over with the book under his arm.
"What is it?"
"It's the statue worshiped by this family," Luo Jiutian turned sideways, revealing the items on the table, "But I think this statue is a bit strange. Have you seen it before?"
The Taoist priest approached.
As expected, there is a palm-sized stone sculpture placed on the small blue-white jade table. At first glance, it looks like a Buddha or Bodhisattva standing among the lotuses.
"This is not..."
"Not a Bodhisattva," Luo Jiutian guessed what the Taoist Master wanted to say and interrupted, "Taoist Master, look carefully. This person is wearing a mask. No Bodhisattva wears a mask."
The Taoist priest squinted his eyes and looked carefully. As expected, there was a mask on the face of the statue. A few simple lines were drawn on the mask, making the statue suddenly look solemn.
The figure of the statue is slender and thin, with a slightly curved back and not too long hair. The man is wearing a foot-length robe, with one hand behind his back and a fist clenched in front of him, standing quietly in the center of a blooming lotus.
"This is the image of an ordinary person," the Taoist priest said. "Is it the god worshiped by Lianshui Village itself?"
Luo Jiutian pointed at the statue, "Could this be the Fire Lotus?"
"I don't know..." The Taoist priest shook his head, "There may be books on this subject in the bookcase. Come over here and let's look for it."
The two of them took out a series of books from the bookcase and looked through them.
Book by book...page by page...
Luo Jiutian shook his head and put the book in his hand back to its original place. He frowned and glanced around, focusing on the three books on the top of the bookcase.
He stood on tiptoe and took out one of the books.
The edges and spine of the book have turned black, and the content cannot be seen. When opened, most of the title page is blackened by smoke, leaving only half a word in the lower half of the page that is vaguely legible.
It seems to be the word "knowledge".
What do you know?
Open it again.
The pages inside are no longer disturbed by smoke and dust, and the words are clear.
Luo Jiutian read patiently under the moonlight, his brows gradually condensed and then relaxed.
After reading the first page, he almost shouted excitedly, "Taoist Priest! I found it!"
The book in Taoist Master's hand was almost frightened.
"Found it?" The Taoist priest closed the book in his hand and moved closer, "Is it the Fire Lotus?"
"No... this should be talking about that statue," Luo Jiutian compared the thickness of the books in his hands and said, "The two books above should be the same. Taoist priest, look at those two books."
The Taoist Master nodded, raised his hand and took out the remaining two books.
The title page of the second book is still dark, but the contents of the title page of the third book are much clearer.
"Prophet of Immortality," the Taoist priest read out the four words on the title page, "is this the name of the statue?"
"Yes, the book says this is the prophet they enshrine," Luo Jiutian replied while browsing quickly, "It's an adult man, and it should be the statue he's talking about."
The Taoist priest turned to the first page and started reading.
"I've finished reading this book," Luo Jiutian reached out to grab the third book. "The first book is an overview. It says that a man who can live forever appeared in the village, and the villagers all hope to get the power of immortality from him.
, and also described the appearance of the Immortal, which is what the statue looks like."
"The second book is about the life of the Immortal," the Taoist priest said while reading. "When this Immortal was born, there were changes in the celestial phenomena. Moreover, the Immortal had outstanding talents since he was a child. After he became an adult, he was elected as the leader.
The village chief, the village was in order under his management, and then he..."
The Taoist priest suddenly stopped talking.
Luo Jiutian raised his eyes from the page and saw that the Taoist priest's face was a little pale.
"Taoist Priest, what's wrong?"
"Ah, he... the Immortal..."
"No, I asked you what happened?"
Luo Jiutian stared at him with bright eyes.
"I was a little surprised," the Taoist priest avoided his eyes and continued, "After that, the immortal gained the power of the prophet in an accident and became the immortal prophet of Fire Lotus Village... Fire Lotus Village?"