In the human world, an unknown mountain, an ordinary Three Pure Landscape.
In the Sanqing Temple Hall, a thin old Taoist closed his eyes and meditated, while an ordinary-looking young man burned incense and made a wish in the hall.
"Sanqing Daozun, do you know? Now that young ** graduated from school and didn't take a wife home, and some even brought them home together. But I was in three years of high school and four years of college but a girlfriend was in one of them.
I didn't find it, and I was about to graduate. Could it be that the three elders would throw a fairy from the sky and be my wife?..." The young man muttered to himself.
"Bang--"
The young man who had just made a wish and closed his eyes felt something falling from above. The young man was happy: Could it be that a wife really fell from the sky?
The young man hurriedly stretched out his arms to hug him, but hugged a hard thing. He opened his eyes and saw that he was actually holding half of square wood!
"My friend, I'm really sorry. Xiaoguan has been disrepaired and the wooden beam has broken. It has caused trouble for you. "The old Taoist stood up and walked to the young man with a look of shock and said.
When the young man heard the old Taoist words, he couldn't help laughing.
"My friend, please give Duan Liang back to the old Taoist." The old Taoist looked at the young man with a calm expression.
The young man put away his smile, hugged the wood hard, and grinned and said, "I heard that your wish can come true here, so I have not traveled thousands of miles to climb this mountain. If you can realize the wish I just made, I will
for you."
"What wish did you make?" the old Taoist asked casually.
"That is, like Dong Yong and Niu Lang, I chased a fairy and returned home." The young man said with a yaki look on his face.
The old Taoist smiled, and his smile was mysterious. He said to the young man, "Come with me."
The young man was stunned. Could it be realized? While thinking about it, he followed the old Taoist to the side hall in confusion.
The old Taoist pushed open the door of the side hall, and the young man saw that the whole room was full of wooden shelves, with rolls of bamboo slips placed on it.
"Is this?" the young man was even more puzzled.
"If you want to chase fairies, you need strength. If you don't have strength, you will be like a Cowherd, across the river every year. At least you must read poetry and books like Dong Yong to stay with fairies for your whole life." The old Taoist smiled at the young man and said,
, "So, this is the treasure of China for five thousand years. The Four Books and Five Classics, the Zhou Yi Eight Trigrams, the Qimen Dunjia..."
"Old man, what do you mean?" The young man found something wrong and his tone changed immediately.
"Don't you want to chase a fairy as your wife?" the old Taoist asked back.
The young man nodded.
"When you finish reading the bamboo slips, it is the day you go to heaven." The old Taoist pushed the young man into the side hall with one hand, and the gate closed instantly.
"Old man, what are you going to do? I still have to go home!" the young man yelled in the house.
"How great is it to chase a fairy and go home together? Haha..."
"Old man, you're making the door so firm, I'll draw a circle to curse you..."