Salted Fish Time Travel Drama After Crying and Reborn in the Control Group

"The crows here are not afraid of people." Sima Yangchen was also curious, and then he went over to get some bird food from the eagle and spread it out too.

The crow enjoyed the meal.

"Actually, I think crows are quite cute." The eagle said while feeding.

"You are an eagle and a bird, and this crow is also a bird. No wonder you are connected." Grasshopper teased from the side.

The eagle glanced at the grasshopper: "I am an eagle, but this eagle is not the other eagle. We have nothing in common, but I am probably an eagle, so I can't help but wonder that this crow has become a sacred object here. It's amazing. .”

But no, as we all know, crows are not an auspicious bird in the eyes of most humans.

For many people, crows and magpies are two extreme birds, with crows representing bad luck and magpies representing good news.

Many people hate crows because they represent bad luck.

But here, crows are sacred objects, and these two completely different treatments made everyone present a little surprised.

"Whether it is a crow or a magpie, they are actually just birds. There is no misfortune or happiness." Zhou Shengluo said calmly: "People have good and bad qualities, so it is the same with birds having a bad reputation."

Shen Yin also nodded in agreement: "No, I have always thought that there is a saying that is very good, people should not be judged by their appearance. In fact, the same is true for animals. As the saying goes, rumors stop with the wise. Whether this crow is good or bad cannot be determined by its appearance. It’s determined by folklore.”

Sima Yangchen stretched out his hand, and there was still some bird food in his hand. A crow, which was not afraid of people, actually came over, stood directly on Sima Yangchen's palm, and then ate it leisurely one by one.

This appearance actually made Sima Yangchen laugh: "Actually, it's just that it's so black and numb, which makes people think it's not very good. In fact, everyone knows that this color has nothing to do with good or evil."

Grasshopper said: "But now many people will describe bad people as black-hearted. It can be seen that black is an unlucky color."

After hearing this, Shen Yin sneered and said nothing. Zhou Shengluo said lightly: "The way of the world is yin and yang, and day and night. Can you say that night and day, day is good and night is bad? Good or bad has nothing to do with color, it’s just a joke made by some people.”

"That's very well said." This was said by an old Taoist man wearing Taoist robes not far away.

Although the clothes worn by the old Taoist were a bit old, they were clean and looked in good spirits.

"Hello, Master Taoist." Several people were still very polite.

"Hello, Master Tan." The old Taoist gave everyone a Taoist opening salute, and then introduced himself: "I am a poor Taoist with a bright heart."

"Taoist Priest Mingxin." Everyone clasped their fists.

After all, I am not a Taoist, so I naturally do not need Taoist etiquette. This is also a form of respect.

"Is the Taoist Master in charge of this Zhenwu Palace?" Sima Yangchen asked curiously.

Taoist Mingxin had a gentle smile on his face: "I was actually an orphan when I was a child. Then I came back and wandered here and became a Taoist priest here. Now I am in charge of this area. I am not mainly responsible for the Zhenwu Palace, but I also have to be responsible for it. Be responsible.”

Sima Yangchen nodded in understanding, and then said, "Has this crow always been here?"

Taoist Mingxin pointed to a forest nearby: "There is a name here, do you know what it is?"

Shen Yin thought about the names in the forests of Wudang Mountain and blurted out: "Could it be Crow Ridge."

"Yes, this is Crow Ridge. In our place, everyone here knows that the crow is just a forgotten sacred bird." Taoist Mingxin had a touch of regret on his face, and he didn't know if it was because of those people. Crow felt sorry.

Everyone calmed down and planned to listen to what Taoist Mingxin had to say.

Taoist Mingxin looked at everyone and saw that everyone was very curious before he said, "Have you ever heard of the divine bird Golden Crow?"

"The Golden Crow, also known as the Three-legged Crow, the Three-legged Golden Crow, the Three Blue Bird, the Red Crow, the Riwu, the Yang Crow, the Yang Crow, the Three-legged Crow, the Three-toed Crow, etc., is an image in ancient mythology." Zhou Shengluo is the most familiar with this. .

Taoist Mingxin hummed: "In ancient mythology, there is a black three-legged crow in the center of the red sun. The black crow squats in the center of the red sun and is surrounded by golden 'red light', so it is called the 'Golden Crow'.

As one of the sacred birds in ancient myths and legends, the image of the Golden Crow was originally two-legged, but evolved into three-legged in the late Western Han Dynasty. Later, the two-legged Golden Crow unearthed from the Mawangdui Han Tomb was different from the crow in nature, and one leg was added to distinguish it. The Golden Crow became the name of the divine bird that drives the sun chariot in myths and legends. "Taoist Mingxin said this and sighed softly.

Shen Yin asked curiously: "From the Taoist Master's tone, could it be that the real Golden Crow is not like this?"

"The Golden Crow is actually a crow." Taoist Mingxin sighed: "I just said that the crow is a forgotten divine bird."

"Please give some explanation, Taoist Priest." Shen Yin looked very curious.

Taoist Mingxin didn't want to pretend to be mysterious. Seeing Shen Yin's really curious face, he started to talk about the real face of the crow: "In the legend, before the Zhenwu Emperor had achieved true enlightenment, he came to Emperor Zhenwu went to Wudang Mountain to practice cultivation at the age of fifteen, but he did not achieve enlightenment until he was forty years old.

Once, he felt depressed, thinking that he had been cultivating immortality for many years, but felt that the path to immortality was elusive, so he wanted to give up cultivating immortality, so he walked straight down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, I suddenly heard a crow crow, so I looked over and saw a woman grinding a pestle, so I asked.

The woman replied: "Day after day, the iron pestle becomes a needle." ’

Emperor Zhenwu realized this and returned to the mountains to practice.

Until Emperor Zhenwu succeeded in practice, he named the crow as a sacred bird.

So far, the crow has become the sacred bird of Wudang Mountain, and Nangongyan is also called Crow Ridge because crows often gather there. "

Several people listened to the story told by Taoist Mingxin. Taoist Mingxin continued: "Of course, there are others. The Golden Crow is actually a crow, but have you heard of the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun?"

"Everyone has known the mythology since childhood. Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa created man, and Houyi shot the sun." Shen Yin said with a smile.

"Actually, it's true that the Golden Crows were ten brothers in total, and their relationship was not bad. They actually had regular sunrise and sunset times.

But one day someone told them that someone in their Father God said they were lazy because each of them had to work three days a month, and it was not good at all to take turns.

The Golden Crow and the others are just birds. Although they are divine birds, their thoughts are very simple. They believed what others said, so they went to work together in order to make Father God like them. This led to the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun. To put it bluntly, Yes, it was actually the Jinwu brothers who were plotted. "