Chapter 249 Myth is right by your side

A large bus loaded thirty people in Zhou Cheng's class. Two of them did not go because they had something to do at home. The rest got on the bus with full of longing.

"Classmates, set off!"

Wang Jiang was the last one to get on the bus. With a shout, the bus slowly drove out of the side door of Sichuan University and embarked on an unknown road ahead. No one knew where these students were going, no one was in charge of the school, and the school police did not interrogate them, and they all thought they were students who chartered their bus home during the National Day holiday.

However, the students knew that although they didn't know where to go and the teacher didn't say it, they knew that the next few days would be very worth their expectations because there was a teacher Zhou Chengzai.

Zhou Cheng was the first to get on the bus. He occupied the last place by the window, allowing all the students to sit in front. A group of chattering little monkeys seemed to have never left the door, and their faces were full of excitement and expectation.

"Teacher, it's all done!"

Wang Jiang didn't care about Zhou Cheng and signaled him not to sit. He sat down beside Zhou Cheng and said with a smile: "The excavation tools you want, outdoor camping equipment, and a mountaineering equipment, lighting equipment, and food are all ready, and they are stuffed into the belly of the car below."

"Yeah, it's not bad. It seems that having money means doing everything quickly."

Zhou Chengcai doesn't care about those trivial matters. Anyway, except for Lin Ling and two other students, the group of people in the class are all rich people at home. He throws a list to Wang Jiang. If he loves to buy or not, he will not buy well, and then he will suffer.

"Hehe, teacher, you also think that I have no credit and hard work, right? Just tell us where we are going? If we haven't taken the plane, we must have walked not far. Just tell us."

When the boy asked, people turned around and stared at Zhou Cheng, wanting to know where they were going. Although they all had absolute trust in Zhou Cheng, this teacher was good at everything, but a little bad. He liked to keep everything in hiding, and often looked like he didn't say anything.

Zhou Cheng smiled, patted the Zhongshan top hanging on the backrest of the chair, and said, "Since everyone wants to know, I will tell you. Actually, we are going..."

"where?"

Zhou Cheng pushed Wang Jiang to the opposite seat, stood up, and said meaningfully: "Archaeology!"

Suddenly, there was a booing sound from the carriage, but I didn't ask anymore. Anyway, I might as well have a surprise later than I knew.

Just as everyone was about to enjoy the scenery outside the window, Zhou Cheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

"What's the hurry? You can dig out all the things you want to know this time."

"Yeah! The teacher is amazing!"

"Sure enough, it's not wrong!"

"It must be right to follow the teacher."

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The bus left the city, which was the vast Chengdu Plain. Most of the name of the Tianfu Country was fought back by this plain. After the Third Ring Road, there were hundreds of miles of fertile land and thousands of hectares of fertile soil.

When I got on the expressway, I really appreciated the beautiful scenery of the Tianfu Country. The students in this car looked at the green mountains and waters that flashed rapidly outside the car window with curiosity. Occasionally, there were mountains in a row, and occasionally there were tea mountains like landscape gardens flashing by.

Along the way, the most common ones appear in Sichuan are the characteristics of paddy fields. These paddy fields are like terraced fields, layer by layer, and there are always ducks and white geese in the paddy fields. Beside the paddy fields, there are usually farmhouses in southern Sichuan. If the conditions are good, they are just two-story buildings with poor conditions, or if there are children at home to go to college, they are usually local walled houses.

This group of children was very surprised. Most of them came to Sichuan, and they were all flying. Their homes were rich and they had no chance to get in touch with these most realistic farm scenes. Looking at the small farmhouse covered with green bamboos, many people sighed that this environment was much better than their own villa.

Of course, some people lament the backwardness of the countryside. The mottled earth walls, black wooden rafters, and even the old farmers carrying iron plowshares barefoots all gave them a novel feeling, and they felt that the world was not rich. Perhaps the most valuable thing in the old farmer's family was the old buffalo that he was pulling behind him.

"Don't be kind! You can't change anything, and they can't change anything. The society is the current situation and what you should do. You will understand in the future. You can see more in the days to come. Remember that most Chinese farmers may have a year's income, which is not enough for you, rich children, to spend half a month's living expenses."

Zhou Cheng felt a little emotional. He had lived for countless years, even the days that he called the wind and rain, and he had lived for countless years. But he still couldn't forget the hard days he used to be. He was not completely afraid of hardship, but felt that it seemed that hardships made people get more things.

Zhou Cheng's words may be a bit severe because of the personal emotions mixed in. Several girls couldn't help but wipe their eyes secretly. If this was said by someone else, you might just listen to it. But in Zhou Cheng's words, they seemed to feel that they were the poor people.

On the road behind, the bus was always quiet, and no one was making noise. They were all looking out the window quietly, thinking about their own affairs. When the bus was about to arrive at Yibin, the Chinese wine capital, everyone became interested again.

"Teacher, why are there so many palaces outside?" Ye Nansha asked curiously.

"That is Xufu Villa, just an antique resort. Yibin is an ancient city, formerly known as Xufu and Rongzhou. The entire city has a population of nearly one million and is famous for its wine. It is located at the gathering of Minjiang River on the upper part of the Yangtze River. It has been known as the first city of the Yangtze River since ancient times."

Zhou Cheng still has deep feelings for his hometown. Of course, this place is also a place with many legends since ancient times. It is just because it is remote and rarely known to outsiders. For example, the place to go this time is a place where people from Gong County, Yibin, hung coffins.

"Teacher, are you quite familiar with this place?"

Bai Xueling also asked curiously, she was not familiar with Sichuan and had never even been to Yibin.

"This is my hometown!"

"Oh, no wonder!" The students were filled with emotion, and at the same time they became more curious about Yibin because a teacher who could attract ghosts was raised here.

"Teacher, are there many Taoist priests in Yibin?"

Zhou Cheng thought about it and said, "Southern Sichuan, from Chengdu, Yibin and Leshan areas, are all very prosperous Taoism and traditional Taoist culture. They are preserved in very complete and ancient places."

"Teacher, you said Leshan, there seems to be a Leshan Giant Buddha, the number one in China. Are there many monks in southern Sichuan?" Wang Jiang is a child from Altay by Kanas Lake, and his understanding of southern Sichuan is almost zero. Because he prefers religion and mythology, he remembers that there is a Leshan Giant Buddha in Leshan.

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "Except for the stone Buddha in southern Sichuan, most of the other monks were killed in Longxing. This is a mystery, but they did die in the underground mystery of Longxing."

"Ah?" The students couldn't believe that although Buddhism is far less powerful than Taoism in China, it can even be said to be lonely. Those Bodhisattvas do not have the Three Pure Dao Ancestors, Qinglian Dao Ancestors, and even Nuwa, and Houtu, who are famous, should not be equivalent to not exist.

Zhou Cheng did not say anything randomly that the southern Sichuan region not only retained the complete Taoist culture, but even far surpassed the pseudo-Taoist cultures in Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi and Wudang Mountain, Hubei. Because the greatest success of Taoism in southern Sichuan is that they are not preserved in Taoist temples, but are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In all rural areas, you can find tablets to worship ancestors and Taoist immortals in every household.

Another major feature in southern Sichuan is that there are many Taoist priests. Zhou Cheng's middle school classmates at that time had several families of traditional Taoist priests. On weekdays, they read Taoist scriptures and went to the fields to do their jobs. Whenever someone died, these Taoist priests would wear Taoist robes, take magic weapons, and build a temple to save the dead. It is a bit strange here. In other places, monks are all reliving the dead, but in southern Sichuan, it is real. Taoist priests act as Taoist priests to save the dead.

This special religious culture was formed in southern Sichuan, even to the point where everyone believed. The big reason was that it was backward and poor here. Of course, there were many mysterious existences, which was also a reason. This was also the reason why Zhou Cheng brought students here this time. Because Zhou Cheng knew that not only were wild animals living in the continuous mountains, but also flying gods.

The car bypassed the Avenue of Wuliangye Winery and went straight to the second-level national highway. In less than two hours, we arrived at our destination, Luobiao Town, Gong County!

Zhou Cheng stood up with satisfaction, looked at the students with interest and said, "Comrades, the destination has arrived. What we are going to this time is a man hanging coffin!"

"Ah? I have heard of this place. I have wanted to come to it for a long time. It turned out to be in Gong County!" Xu Haoran said in surprise.

Lin Ling scratched his head and said, "Although it's not far from my house, this is the first time I've been here."

The bus went back, and Zhou Cheng and a group of students stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the winding rural roads, the students were all neatly carrying their belts and laughing happily.

"Teacher, when you arrive, don't you say a few words?"

Zhou Cheng nodded, stood on a big rock on the side of the road, and shouted:
Chapter completed!