latelenovela Chapter 353: Bad Place, Bad View
Chapter 353: Bad Place, Bad View
Chapter 353: Bad Place, Bad View
Binchengdong, suburbs.
After having dinner in Lucia, Zhang Wuling and others asked for the place and headed straight to Qiushan.
I thought that this Bushan Temple should be very popular, but on the contrary, there were few people along the way, and the closer to the hills, the more desolate it became.
This situation is somewhat abnormal. Since it is close to a big city, it stands to reason that the incense offerings for both temples and Taoist temples should not be too bad.
But along the way, Zhang Wuling and others basically did not see anyone going to Qiushan.
It is about ten miles from Bincheng to Qiushan.
Zhang Wuling and his group walked quickly and arrived in about an hour.
The hill is not very high, only a few hundred meters, and looks unremarkable.
However, even from a distance, you can see a Taoist temple on the mountain, nestled among the mountains and forests.
"There are not many villages around here, and not many people live there. Why would a Taoist temple be built here?" Feng Xingtong expressed his incomprehension.
Zhuge Qing smiled and said, "Maybe they just like to practice in seclusion. There are Taoist temples built in the mountains where no one is around, but they are indeed rare."
Zhang Wuling said, "Let's go up and see what this Bushan Temple is all about."
After climbing up the stairs, they soon arrived at the Bushan Temple.
At first glance, this Bushan Temple is no different from other Taoist temples.
But for some reason, everyone always felt something was strange.
The Taoist temple looks quite old, with the red paint on the gate peeling off, revealing the wood texture underneath.
The corners of the wall were covered with moss, and the tiles were gray and dull, as if the bright colors had been washed away by the wind and sun.
"This place feels like it's going to be abandoned," said Wang Zhenqiu.
Just as they were about to go up and knock on the door, a young Taoist priest came out from behind the door.
"I wonder what important matters do you, the laymen, have that I am not good at observing?"
The Taoist priest's face was very pale, his hair was a little messy, his eyes were dark and lifeless, his Taoist robe was patched, and a big red centipede was embroidered on the collar.
Zhang Wuling felt something was wrong at first glance.
Regardless of their appearance, those who practice Taoism generally have a full spirit.
Just like some Taoist priests, their hair looks messy and their skin looks dark, but their energy and spirit give people a very good and abundant feeling.
But the Taoist priest in front of him looked listless and breathless, neither human nor ghost, as alive as a dead person.
However, Zhang Wuling did not show any expression, but stepped forward very naturally and said: "Young Taoist priest, we are here to buy wine."
"Buy wine?" The young Taoist was stunned. "Sorry, we at Bushanguan never sell wine."
"Oh?" Zhang Wuling showed a look of surprise. "This is really strange. We heard that Bushanguan's wine is very good, so we came thousands of miles to buy it. We never thought we would be cheated."
The Taoist said, "Bushanguan never sells alcohol. Lay people, please go back."
Seeing the Taoist priest turn around and leave, Zhang Wuling hurriedly said, "Hey, Taoist priest, look at this. We have come all this way and it's not easy for us to come here. Now that we are here, we should at least pay our respects. It can be considered that our trip is not in vain."
The Taoist turned around and said in a cold tone, "Want to pay your respects? Of course, but I've already told you that the gods we worship are different from those outside. Please don't mind me when the time comes."
"No problem, no problem." Zhang Wuling laughed and waved his hands. "Who cares what god it is? We'll worship him anyway. It's a sign of our sincerity."
The Taoist priest glanced at a few people and nodded slightly: "Okay, then, follow me."
Under the guidance of the young Taoist priest, Zhang Wuling and his companions finally entered the Bushan Temple.
As soon as you enter the temple, you will see an open area with shelves on both sides where some black medicinal herbs are drying in the sun.
Going further in, there is a big bell on the right and a row of coffins on the left, which is particularly strange.
The young Taoist priest didn't wait for anyone to ask before explaining, "Our Taoist temple handles funerals, so we have a few coffins ready for use."
"I understand, I understand." Zhang Wuling nodded with a smile.
Along the way, we could also see some Taoist priests. They were not very old, and their expressions were similar to those of the young Taoist priest leading the way in front.
They all looked listless, with pale skin. They worked silently and no communication was seen between them.
From the moment I stepped into the Unkind Temple, the atmosphere was strange.
Soon, the group followed the young Taoist priest to the main hall. "All the statues of gods are in our temple here. When you come to worship, don't talk or look around carelessly to avoid offending the gods," the young Taoist priest reminded.
"Of course, we understand the rules," said Zhang Wuling.
The main hall is not big, and it cannot be compared with the temples outside. In the middle of the hall stands a wooden statue of a god about three or four meters tall. It is dark and you can't recognize who it is unless you look carefully.
There are rows of shelves on both sides of the hall, and on the shelves are placed small statues, all made of wood, and there are quite a few of them.
Zhang Wuling quickly glanced at the face of the statue and found that he did not recognize the statue in front of him.
The statue is generally an old man with a long beard and strange eyes. The pupils are geometric shapes, like a kaleidoscope.
The kaleidoscope here is not the kind in a certain anime, but the complex geometric patterns presented in real optical toys.
In addition, this statue has another distinctive feature, which is that it has seven heads.
There are three heads on the neck, three standing on top, and one on the top, a total of three layers in the shape of a pagoda.
There are gods with many heads, but there are so many of them, and they look so strange. Zhang Wuling really didn't know about it. He didn't know if it was because he was ignorant.
Then there is a hydrangea in the hand of the statue, but the hydrangea is covered with eye patterns, which looks very evil.
The Taoist priest really didn't lie to them. The statues here were indeed very different from the others.
After taking a quick glance, Zhang Wuling pretended to bow with his hands clasped together without changing his expression.
What? You ask why we should put our hands together in worship?
No one knows what kind of evil god or wild immortal is above. How could Zhang Wuling worship him according to the Taoist rules? It’s good enough that he can fool people like this!
The others did the same. No one followed the rules. They all put their hands together and shook their heads three or four times to count the ball.
Well... luckily Brother Xiao is not here.
The Taoist priest standing nearby didn't care. After all, it wasn't just Zhang Wuling and his group who would bow like this. Many people who entered the Taoist temple also bowed like this.
On the contrary, if a person enters a Taoist temple and can bow with the correct hand gestures, that would be surprising.
After paying homage, Zhang Wuling walked to the side, ready to see what the statues on the shelves were.
At the same time, I was thinking about how I could stay.
This Bushanguan is full of weirdness. To say there is nothing wrong with it is unless he is blind.
Lucia Club, the strange bartender deliberately directed them here, probably wanting them to do something here.
Could it be that he wanted them to destroy the mountains and temples?
No matter what, this Unkind Temple must have more secrets, and it is definitely not just the abnormalities that have been revealed.