The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The explanations of those experts are not the same. They think that this is just an image metaphor. It has been circulating for a long time, and there is such a saying. "

Founder listened magically. If outsiders would certainly not believe it, but Founder is different. He is all up on his own body, with a demon king crouching beside him, and magical powers on his hands. I still have a little faith in this folklore ... As I walked and listened, I also listened with interest, and asked, "Are there anyway? Yes, those experts say that it is a metaphor of an image. Is a dry rice bowl really a Like a basin? "

Tan Juguo laughed: "I don't know what it looks like. It is said that the lakes are like basins, large basins and small basins, basins are connected, basins are connected ... How many basins are there, no one? I know. It is said that there are nine hundred and eighty-one pots, but it is a legend. "

Founder heard the words and asked, "Tan Shi, if you did n’t know how many lakes there were in the dry rice bowl before, I believe, but what age are you now? The technology is so advanced, satellites will not say, and drones can Fly in to see one or two? "

"I know what you said. The group of experts who came here brought more advanced guys than you said. But it didn't work. It is said that the machine's gadgets failed when they went in. The plane went in and was lost. It crashed. When the satellite looked down, it was a white fog. What can you see? Since ancient times, the inspection team that entered the dry rice bowl did not know how many. Today, no team can go in, see clearly, and then Come out alive. Everything that comes out is returned without going too far. I heard those experts said that our dry rice bowl has been rated as one of the few unsolved mysteries in China. Unfortunately, This thing is too dangerous to be open to the public. Otherwise, if it is developed into a tourist area, our village will be comfortable ... ”Tan Juguo shook his head and sighed. I wonder if the mystery of the dry rice bowl was not solved, or sighed. The dry rice bowl did not become a tourist area, and the village did not borrow light.

Founder was surprised: "Have anyone died in a dry rice bowl?"

"I haven't died, I have died a lot of people." Tan Juguo sighed and sighed, "That place is too dangerous. In the early years, some people who took ginseng or herbs were killed. Later here The fierce name spread, and various adventure groups and scientific research groups began to come, and then went to one after another without seeing a few. Hey ... hey? What do you ask this for? I tell you, you Don't allow it! "Speaking of this, Tan Juguo suddenly returned to God, knocking on the cigarette bag, solemnly.

Founder laughed and said, "The poor monk just asks with curiosity."

"That's good." Tan Juguo nodded.

Founder still asked unwillingly: "Really, no one came out?"

Tan Juguo thought about it, and then shook his head: "No, it is said that there was a little girl at that time, who didn't know the horror of the dry rice bowl, so just went so stupidly to pick mushrooms, and then ..."

"What is it like?" Founder asked.

Tan Juguo smiled bitterly: "She crossed the dry rice bowl, and after she came out, she knew that she had walked into the valley of death, and she was scared to go out for a few days."

Founder was shocked, what happened? Does this dry rice bowl sometimes fail?

Tan Juguo continued: "Some people said they went in and saw the Shimen array composed of stones. It said something like that. But to me, eight achievements are a fool."

At this time, Wang Yougui interjected, "I have heard about it, and I have mentioned it with those experts. Unfortunately, people don't believe it."

Along the way, Founder listened to many stories about dry rice bowls and unknowingly entered the depths of the Tongtian Mountains.

Although the Tongtian Mountains are also pristine mountains, although the vegetation is dense, they are too close to the living area of ​​human beings in the end. They have more human activities and less unique temperament of primitive forests.

But after passing the periphery of the Tongtian Mountains, and into the depths, towering trees that have been embraced by two people have begun to appear here. The trees are sticking into the sky, and the ground is covered with thick leaves. The feet are deep and shallow, and it is very strenuous to walk. In particular, there are still some hidden pits, which are easily trapped if they are not experienced. Moreover, there are many such old forests in the mountains, wolves, tigers, wild boars, and blind bears. Most people dare not get involved.

Fortunately, Yizhi Village runs through the main peak of Tianshan every year. This road has long been cooked. Not only are they familiar, the beasts along the way are familiar. Basically, this road rarely encounters beasts. Even if there are human voices, they run away. Even if there were occasionally a few curious ghosts without brains, who wanted to come up and take a look, they were scared and ran away by the great white wolf that suddenly came out of the grass.

If it was said that the lone wolf was the king of the wolf pack, it was the power of the pack that swept the four sides with the wolf pack. Then the current lone wolf can sweep through all tigers, leopards, and wolves and bears by his own strength. This guy is stronger every day, as powerful as a bear, a copper skin, and a bite of teeth can break the stone. Such a guy, rushing into the forest, is just a monster! Rampage, invincible.

Of course, in these pictures, the villagers couldn't see it. They only saw the lone wolf rushing into the woods, and they didn't know what to do, but no one took much charge of it.

Departing in the morning, I came to the main peak of Tongtian Mountain more than ten in the morning and stood on the main peak. Founder felt that he was one step closer to the sky, and looking far into the distance, he had a kind of grandeur with a small view of the mountains.

Fangzheng liked this feeling, squinting his eyes, taking a deep breath, and then prepared to make a long howl, howling out of a sigh in his heart, completely releasing himself.

As a result, Founder hasn't shouted yet, so I heard a shout from one side after another, turned around and looked around, but the villagers shouted one by one, as if to scream out all the depression of the past year, then Go down this autumn wind.

"Master, what are they shouting?" The red child couldn't understand the thoughts of these people at all. What is there to shout about this small mountain bag, and you have to go to the tens of thousands of meters high mountain ... I wanted to ask Fang Zheng, But when I thought that most of the questions would be cleaned up, I just asked half of them.

Founder Road: "The Chung Yeung Festival, the autumn is tall and airy, ascends high and looks far away, the field of vision is wide, the mind is wide, the breathing air carries a touch of autumn coldness, takes a deep breath, as if it is cold to the bottom of your heart, that kind of refreshment, can you not feel it? Zhong Shuang, who can bear not to yell? "

Red baby crooked his head and thought about it. According to the Founder's statement, he took a deep breath, and sure enough, a cool air entered his lungs, and the whole person's spirit improved a lot. This kind of heroic feeling, could not help but shouted out following the crowd. The red baby's throat, like a subwoofer, scared the villagers nearby.