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Chapter 248 Folklore ([-])

The thunder at the mouth of the gorge shook the blue side, and it took several years to dig through the pile!The ancient and modern Qin and Han months flowed out, and asked him if Fulong had ever been cold?
The Minjiang River came from the sky, and its magic power broke through the ancient Lidui.Enbo is vast and connects three Chus, and Huize ointment flows and moistens Jiugai.In front of the chopping ax rock, there is a waterfall and rain, and there is a light thunder at the bottom of Fulongtan.Building embankments dare not give up hard work, bamboo and stone management take the second cut.

The water in Dujiangyan is rich in Xichuan, and people flock to the shore when it is open.I like to see the place where the scorpion is frequently withdrawn, and the thunderous cheers talk about plowing the field
Yingying is separated by a water, and Wuwu is separated by two mountains.Broken streams flow red leaves, and white clouds rise from empty pools.Bridge cables out of thin air, and trees float in the evening.Where is the dragon girl now, Cliff asked Liu Jun.

Baitang admired the literary accomplishment of the ancients, and the four poems fully expressed the shocking feeling when she saw Dujiangyan for the first time; she admired the wisdom and hard work of the ancients even more. Such a magnificent water conservancy project can be built.Transform the Jedi that was flooded into a mother river that irrigates fertile fields.

All the way to the Erlang Zhenjun Temple, the incense in the temple is very prosperous, and the mortals come and go, which is very lively.Yang Jian and Xiao Tiangou were not in the temple, nor were the Meishan brothers. There were only a few ghost judges in the temple who were sorting out and checking incense sticks: the three animals that Li Hu paid back, the blessings promised by Zhang Long, the paperwork for Zhao Jia to beg for his son, money, etc. Bing's good wish to complain about illness...

Baitang sneaked into the temple smoothly without using an invisibility talisman.The backyard of the temple is Yang Jian's residence, which cannot be seen from the outside, but once inside, one can see another world inside: the backyard is very large, with mountains and water, and it is full of all kinds of exotic flowers and plants—— They were all planted to pass the time when Cun Xin was around, but unfortunately now that the hostess is gone, many flowers and plants have withered——Yang Jian’s yard is built on the hillside, a simple brick house, unlike the buildings in the Heavenly Palace So resplendent.Walking into the house, it is as simple as the exterior, with a thin layer of dust on the tables and cabinets, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.Baitang took out the lotus lantern and placed it on the table brightly, so that anyone could see it at a glance as long as someone entered the door.As for when Yang Jian found out—ha ha!
Walking out of Zhenjun Temple, Baitang walked along the water.The river at the mouth of the Guanjiang River is the Minjiang River. The river flows down with majestic momentum. In the water, there is a vaguely thick and thick tree floating in the water. It is the wood felled by the upper reaches. Because the mountain road is inconvenient to transport, the local people push the felled tree to In the Minjiang River, the river water is used to transport the trees to the downstream shoals, and then let people salvage them, which saves time and effort.

After walking for a while, I saw a bamboo cable bridge on the river.The cable bridge is supported by wooden rafts and stone piers, and bamboo cables as thick as bowls are used to fly across the river.The locals are used to walking on bamboo cable bridges, and they walk like flying.Baitang was not so calm. Although she was very capable, she had no confidence in this kind of dangling cable bridge that seemed to break at any moment.

"Go back to shore!" Karen couldn't see it, and suggested aloud.In other words, how can a person who can come and go freely in the universe be afraid of a small bamboo cable bridge, even if the bridge breaks and falls, he can still return to the shore with light kung fu!

"Oh!" Baitang obediently followed Karen back to the shore.

There were several snack stalls at the bridgehead, Baitang sat in front of one of the stalls, and ordered two bowls of fragrant bean curd and a plate of fried spring rolls.The perfume in the Perfume Beancurd is sweet-scented osmanthus. The sweet-scented osmanthus is marinated with honey and sprinkled on top of the white and tender bean curd. It is fragrant, beautiful and delicious!After Baitang ate a bowl, he called for the second night.The bamboo cable bridge is the only bridge connecting the two sides of the strait. There are a lot of pedestrians. After walking tired, everyone will rest at the bridge head for a while, drink a bowl of tea or eat some snacks, and chat by the way.The local people talked about the daily life and the big and small things happening in the local area, and the merchants exchanged information from various places, and by the way, told some people who had never been to Guanjiangkou the local scenery and folk myths and legends of Guanjiangkou.The table on Baitang's left was telling legends and stories. She thought this was the place of God Erlang, and everyone should be talking about the legend of God Erlang, but unexpectedly it was another god she was familiar with.And this fairy is actually a fellow villager with Yang Jian!

"The immortal I am talking about is one of the Eight Immortals. It is said that one of them was a big mouse since the beginning of the world before becoming the Eight Immortals. For some reason, this mouse is no better than other mice. Since its birth, it has never damaged others. Artifacts are more capable of pilgrimage and worshiping stars, intensive training and hard work. Although small animals have become immortal. It has been four to five thousand years. When the Three Emperors ruled the world, the flood in that place was a disaster, and countless people and animals were submerged. This The rat drifted from the Central Plains to our Guanjiangkou, because he had practiced Taoism for a long time, and his Dharma body was solid, even though he was blown for three or four thousand miles in the torrential waves, he managed to survive."

Baitang pricked up his ears to listen to the story told.The speaker was an old Confucian scholar with a white beard, who was almost sixty years old.He is the dean of a nearby academy. Every morning when he leaves home to work in the academy, he will have breakfast at a small stall at the bridgehead, and by the way, popularize various local legends in Guanjiangkou to foreign merchants.The old Confucian scholars were born and grew up in Guanjiangkou. They know the folklore of Guanjiangkou very well. Some of them collected all the stories together and wrote a collection of myths and legends of Guanjiangkou.

"Guanjiangkou was originally a very low inland area. Since the flood, the accumulated water has become stagnant, and the ocean is thousands of miles away. When the flood first arrived, there was a village with a population of more than [-] people. Passing through a place, there is a river with a width of three feet in the middle, which is usually very deep, let alone at this time, no matter what happens, you can’t wade through the water. There is a single-plank bridge on the bridge, which is soaked by the flood , one more decayed. When the group of people walked halfway, the small bridge folded in two, and many people who were scrambling to get on the bridge fell into the water and disappeared in an instant. At this time, the water was getting stronger and stronger. , everyone on the shore was in a dilemma, and couldn't help crying."

A child asked, "Grandpa Zhuang, is the village you mentioned our current village?"

The old Confucian scholar touched the child's head: "Yes, our entire village was saved by gods."

A young businessman said loudly: "What happened later? Old man, hurry up and talk!"

"Okay, I'll talk about it now." The old Confucian scholar took a sip of soy milk and continued to talk, "That mouse happened to be among the crowd, and he hoped to cross the water with everyone and escape for his life. Seeing the bridge broken at this time, the situation is very tragic. He has good roots. It was so deep that it forgot its own danger, and only wanted to save so many people from their lives. After thinking for a while, it really came up with a way. It climbed onto the broken bridge and walked towards the broken place. It was not completely broken, and it was still slightly connected in the middle, but it was submerged in the water, and it was absolutely impossible for people to cross. The mouse was huge and strong, and after careful observation, it swam vigorously, and climbed up to the broken bridge over there in a few steps. Then they went ashore. After the mouse came ashore, it turned around several times and yelled at the people here, as if to reassure everyone not to lose heart, it would find a way to save them. Although the people on the shore could not understand the mouse language, they saw His eyes seemed to understand that the mouse was going to save everyone, his morale was boosted, he no longer just stood by the bank and cried, but methodically arranged how to cross the river later.”

"After the mouse crossed the river, it got a very long tree trunk from somewhere, bit it with its teeth, dragged it into the water, and carried it along the broken bridge. Everyone cheered and thanked it when they saw that it really came to rescue. The sound shook the valley. But a single piece of wood was still useless. The mouse nodded to everyone, and still swam across the other bank, and dragged another tree trunk, which was no different in length from the previous one. At this time, everyone knew its intention , everyone worked together to fasten the two logs to the original bridge piles. The mouse also used its magic power on the other side of the bank to drill two big holes with its mouth and stuff the ends of the two logs into the holes, thus becoming a bridge. Two wooden bridges. Everyone walked across the bridge one by one, supporting each other. After walking for several hours, they just finished walking. It happened that the upstream flood rushed in. Several big waves washed the mouse into the water and drifted in an instant. Hundreds of miles away, an anxious and righteous mouse was drowned out of breath. After all, it is a small animal. , a huge wave hit and drove it into the deep water, and the mouse lost its mind, as if it was dead..."

Everyone felt sorry for the mouse in the story.

The young merchant sighed: "I didn't expect a mouse to be so benevolent. It's a pity, it won't die, will it?"

Bai Tang discussed together: "Didn't it mean that this mouse is the past life of a certain immortal among the Eight Immortals? Even if it dies, it is a good thing. With its function, it can be reincarnated into a human being, and then cultivated to become an immortal. This means that good deeds will be rewarded, right?" ?”

The old Confucian scholar chuckled: "This girl guessed wrong, the mouse has another fate, but it didn't die."

"Oh? What kind of romance is it? Old man, please tell me!" Bai Tang became more interested in the follow-up of the story, and others also urged the old Confucian scholar to tell the story.

"I don't know how long it took. The mouse finally woke up and found himself paralyzed on a big rock with an old fairy standing next to him. The mouse knew that the fairy had saved him, so he knelt down and kowtowed to the old fairy. The mouse said: "Although you are a different species, you have good roots and you have cultivated so much meritorious deeds. I can't bear to drown you in the river, so I rescued you up the mountain. Although you have practiced for thousands of years, you have not achieved a positive result. You haven’t cultivated the human body yet, it’s because your background is too low and you don’t have the chance to become a true immortal. Just be a guard boy in my cave, and when the time is up, I will show you the opportunity and let you finally become the Dao!”

"The mouse was blessed by misfortune, and was able to enter the sect of the fairy. He was overjoyed and kowtowed thousands of heads to the old fairy."

(End of this chapter)