At noon, Wei Yuan cooked the meal himself.
This is where a lay disciple of the Tianshi Mansion lives. The Tianshi Mansion is on Longhu Mountain. From the perspective of martial arts, it is related to Qingcheng Mountain and Wudang Mountain. It has both boxing and swordsmanship, but it is not as difficult as the former two. There are lay disciples who do not become monks, who also come to the mountain to practice swordsmanship. After a few years, after learning something, they will choose to go down the mountain to make a living.
Originally, such a disciple lived here.
It was just that Wei Yuan and A Xuan used it during this period.
The disciple made some careers in Sakurajima, and there was no shortage of cooking utensils and seasonings at home. According to him, when he first came here, he was quite interested in the Sakurajima delicacies, such as sushi and ramen, but after a week, he was tired of eating them.
It was the same variety over and over again.
It was not easy to buy Shenzhou seasonings at that time.
He finally got it, and fried himself a plate of three fresh vegetables and a plate of tomato scrambled eggs overnight.
He ate three bowls in one breath, and then he felt that he had come back to his senses.
People's taste habits are formed when they are young, and are adjusted by their parents and hometown.
So no matter how far away from home, no matter how long it has been, your stomach is most accustomed to the same taste, some are egg fried rice, some are baked naan with pepper meat. Wei Yuan watched the white and clean little Taoist pour a full layer of green and red pepper cubes into the rice, and use a spoon to scoop it into his mouth, and his eyes twitched.
He suddenly knew why there was no pepper fish head left that day.
The little Taoist Ah Xuan ate a bowl of rice with satisfaction, and noticed Wei Yuan's gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "We in Longhu Mountain are more able to eat spicy food. We have been used to it since childhood. Master Wei, what dishes are you used to?"
What are you used to?
Fish and rice? Or...
Wei Yuan thought of those rough and primitive but delicious dishes, and saliva was secreted from the root of his tongue.
Thinking of the injuries caused by the forced use of Taoist magic and the recoil of close combat, Wei Yuan had an idea in his heart. After a while, he would have to go to the Chongwu Mountain with the people in Chaoge City, or else he would get some meat there and spend divine power to send it over.
There are many exotic beasts that can strengthen the body and improve blood.
He gradually confirmed this idea, noticed Ah Xuan's inquiring gaze, and smiled:
"... barbecue."
"The kind of barbecue that is burned with some wood and has a black skin."
"That's what we often eat at the beginning."
Ah Xuan nodded, thinking that such a diet is still simple in this era of abundant resources. After eating and drinking, Wei Yuan returned to the bedroom to rest. Yesterday, he used the Tiangang magic and the Disha Zhengfa as if they were free, and the power of the mountain god seal had been exhausted long ago.
Now, a day and a night have passed, and it is only a little more than half full.
This power will be needed for the things that come next.
Wei Yuan put away the mountain god seal.
He took out the red embroidered shoes again.
After the incident at the shrine, the spirit of the red embroidered shoes could actually temporarily transform into a little girl with hair hanging down. Wei Yuan even suspected that the environment in his home was very suitable for all kinds of things to become spirits. Seeing that she seemed exhausted, Wei Yuan drew a few soul-nourishing talismans and pasted them on the box, letting her go back to rest.
He also asked the Qi family army's soldier soul to protect her.
Only then did he breathe in and out to nourish his qi and maintain his practice.
............
A night passed.
The young Taoist climbed up with two dark circles under his eyes.
Because of his senior brother's reaction, he was worried all night last night and didn't dare to fall asleep.
He was afraid that when he fell asleep in the middle of the night, the seemingly gentle and injured Master Wei would get up and go out to cause trouble.
Maybe when he woke up the next day, the Master Wei would be on the headlines again.
If that happened, he would probably want to cry.
However, this should be just his overthinking.
No matter what, Master Wei also said that he would not do that kind of thing in the next few days. Such a senior would not just keep his word...
Ah Xuan, who had washed up with dark circles under his eyes, yawned and opened the door. He happened to see Wei Yuan, who was ready to go in a simple sportswear, and the eight-sided Han sword with a sheath on his back. The young Taoist widened his eyes, shuddered all over, and woke up immediately. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Wei Yuan, and almost shouted:
"Wait a minute, Master Wei."
"You clearly said that you would not go out to make trouble in the next few days."
"It's only been two days."
"Only two days!"
Wei Yuan turned his head and looked at the young Taoist who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and said helplessly: "At that time, I just said that I didn't plan to go out in the next five days. I won't do something similar again, but you don't have to confine me, I'm not the virgin girl I used to be, I finally came here, I also want to take a look. "
"You said so at the beginning!"
"It's different this time."
Wei Yuan said: "I just want to visit an old friend."
"Old friend?"
A Xuan was stunned and asked suspiciously: "Master Wei, do you know anyone in Sakurajima?"
Wei Yuan smiled and said: "Yes, he came a long time ago, I haven't seen him for a long time."
The little Taoist A Xuan pondered for a long time and asked seriously:
"Master Wei, what old friend needs you to carry a sword to go?"
Wei Yuan: "..."
............
Finally, Wei Yuan went out.
Of course, A Xuan also set off with him.
The destination is Shiga Prefecture in Sakurajima, or more precisely, the junction of Gifu Prefecture and Shiga Prefecture. Ah Xuan was originally alert, but when he arrived at the destination, he was stunned. This place is not a place with special significance like the last time.
This is just a mountain.
Although it is also a famous mountain in Sakurajima, it is obviously not a place for revenge or trouble. Even in the worst case, the noise here will not be too big. Ah Xuan was slightly relieved, and he didn't even notice that he had made the most pessimistic plan.
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "I said I just came here to see old friends."
The two walked up the mountain. The scenery here is pretty good. There is a mountain god shrine on the mountain. It's just called a mountain god shrine. In fact, there are Buddhist temples on this mountain. It is a mixture of mountain god worship and Buddhist temples.
Because it is one of the 100 famous mountains in Sakurajima, there are actually quite a few people coming and going.
Wei Yuan looked around at the shrine. At least it looked very quiet and elegant.
Some people prayed to the gods, ringing bells with sincere expressions, and some people went to burn incense in the temple on the same mountain. A shrine attendant saw Wei Yuan and Ah Xuan and asked with a smile: "Don't you two pray to the gods? Ibukiyama Daimyojin is quite effective."
Ah Xuan waved his hand and declined.
He is a Taoist priest, and a Taoist priest of the Zhengyi School who has been ordained.
If you worship the gods of Shintoism in this place, you may be struck by a thunderbolt from the ancestors.
Originally, I wanted to pull Wei Yuan with me, but I couldn't. When I turned around, I found that Wei Yuan smiled and said:
"Since you are here, it's okay to worship."
Ah Xuan: "??!"
Wei Yuan took out a Sakurajima coin.
He flicked his finger and threw it out. The so-called incense money was supposed to fall, but it strangely fell into the gap and did not move. Wei Yuan took out the second coin and threw it again. The incense money was still stuck in the gap and could not fall into the box. It was the attendant who threw the money in.
Wei Yuan clapped his hands in imitation of Sakurajima's way of worshipping the gods, and pretended to bow slightly.
It was a bit like the etiquette of meeting.
The action has not yet begun.
Accompanied by a cracking sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the ground of the shrine in front of him. The bricks and stones in front of Wei Yuan began to crack, spreading to the main body of the shrine, and then continued to go up. The cracks were hideous. When they finally stopped, the beams shook and shook off a lot of smoke and dust.
The attendant of the shrine was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Wei Yuan put down his hand, stared at the shrine for a while, and said politely: "It seems that I don't have this fate."
A Xuan translated this sentence to the god servant, and Wei Yuan didn't seem to be interested in staying in front of the worship hall. After the two left, the god servant was still in a state of confusion. This shrine has to be repaired every twenty years. It has not been ten years since the last repair. If it is broken, it shouldn't be broken so soon.
He walked to the place where Wei Yuan just stood in a daze, and subconsciously raised his hand to pray for the blessing of the gods.
The movement paused slightly.
His eyes widened.
When he raised his hand, he noticed that the crack in the shrine's worship hall was exactly where the young man's palm was raised just now. If the sight passed the palm, the crack would be blocked, as if this shrine did not accept this worship at all.
Or, it could not bear this worship.
.........
Wei Yuan asked Ah Xuan to walk around here by himself, while he leaned against the tree trunk behind the shrine. The tree planted here was a red maple. It was late autumn now, and the speed of the maple leaves falling slowly solidified. The divine aura spread out, covering the entire shrine.
Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly.
He raised his fingers and picked up the solidified maple leaves in the air.
Behind him, two young men in white were half-kneeling on the ground, their faces pale.
On the hilt of the eight-sided Han sword behind Wei Yuan, the iron eagle flapped its wings, and the low eagle cry sounded in the ears of the two mountain gods emitting divinity, making them unable to stop recalling the past. They never thought that after more than two thousand years, the original evil god actually came back again.
They wanted to jump off the mountain on the spot.
But they had to come.
Wei Yuan turned his head and looked at the two mountain gods, saying calmly, "I don't intend to kill you."
"But you have to tell me a message."
He paused and said,
"There should be another god on this Ibuki Mountain, right?"
............
The god servant and the god of the Ibuki Mountain Shrine, with awe, brought Wei Yuan, who was wearing simple clothes, to the highest standard of the entire shrine, served him fragrant tea, and then retreated respectfully.
They had just received instructions from the gods to receive this distinguished guest.
They had not received an oracle for a long time, and they almost completely obeyed the instructions.
Wei Yuan picked up the tea and drank it slowly.
He had just asked Ah Xuan to wait outside. What happened next was not suitable for the child to know. The taste of the tea was okay, but not as good as that of Longhu Mountain. Wei Yuan put down the teacup, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and slowly peeled the orange peel.
There was no light in the quiet room, only the light of two candles.
After a long while, the candlelight suddenly flickered, as if something ominous appeared. On the wall opposite Wei Yuan, a shadow appeared, standing outside the door. Then, the door was slowly pushed open, and the temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped. Wei Yuan opened his eyes and said calmly:
"It's been a long time since we last met."
"I should call you Ibuki Daimyojin."
"Or Yamata no Orochi."
"Or -"
Wei Yuan paused and said calmly: "Xiangliu."