(Preface: When it comes to fighting with monks, most people will think of Fahai and White Snake. In fact, from Fahai's perspective, he will not admit that he has done anything wrong, because he is maintaining what he thinks of the way of heaven. So what is the problem? Should the way of heaven make someone live happier or protect the peace of the whole world? If there are white snakes everywhere in the world, things in the world will probably not be peaceful. Therefore, the premise of the Legend of White Snake is to assume that "there is only such a white Snake" or "White Snake is a kind fairy". Xu Xian was very happy, but Fahai's intervention brought him disaster. From this perspective, Fahai could not be considered a monk. Fahai's logical error lies in determining good and evil based on his background. Although this mistake is easy to discover, the same history is constantly being staged.)

I don’t know how long it took me to get up slowly and find that the sky was already bright. I was sleeping under the shrine wrapped in a military coat, with Feng Junzi’s travel bag behind my head. There was no one around, and Feng Junzi and Xiu Xiu didn’t know where they went. I got up and walked out of the temple gate, and suddenly I was stunned! The scenery in front of me was simply unbelievable - two scorched crabapple trees in front of the temple gate were actually full of flowers overnight! Looking around, the wild peach forest around which had fallen leaves and branches became vibrant, not only green, but also full of peach blossoms!

Did I sleep for a long time and have been sleeping from early winter to spring? No, I looked up at the surrounding mountains. The mountains and fields ten feet away were still a scene of early winter. I understood a little. This was probably done by Feng Junzi. I once saw his own eyes the magical power of the flower blooming in the blink of an eye. It was not impossible to make the flowers bloom around the mountain temple in winter, but this scale seemed to be a little exaggerated!

"Amitabha!" Just as I was lost, the sound of chanting the Buddha's name suddenly came from a distance. A monk came over from the peach forest. The monk looked about forty years old, with a tall figure and a straight facial features. The twelve ring scars on his shaved forehead were very eye-catching. He walked closer, holding a tin staff in his left hand and bowed with his right hand, "I passed by here and saw that the spiritual energy soared into the sky. There should be a master's approach. I came here to visit. But when I came here, I realized that flowers bloom in winter. Although the donor's magic power was profound, all things had their own days to wither and flourish. Such things that went against the sky were inappropriate."

The monk's words and deeds do not give people a kind of grace, his expression is peaceful but his own majesty, which can be regarded as a solemn appearance. But I didn't react. When I woke up for no reason, I found that the flowers bloomed in winter and the wind was gone. Instead, a strange monk came.

Seeing that I was so angry, the monk looked up and looked at him. His originally peaceful expression suddenly became solemn, and pointed at me and said, "It turned out that it was not a master's way, but a monster. Young man, your face was dark and your spirit was weak, and it was obviously the monster that had absorbed essence. The statue behind you was possessed by the monster, which should be the source of the cause. Who are you? How could you be harmed by the monster? Listen to me, leave quickly!" As he said that, he raised his tin staff and walked forward, heading straight to the temple.

It's bad! This monk is probably also a practitioner, and it seems a bit misunderstanding. Seeing this scene, I quickly waved my hand to stop the monk: "Monk, no, master, you misunderstood, it's not what you imagined. This mountain god is not a bad person. Don't harm her..."

"Ignorance and ignorance of the people, and are still obsessed with being harmed by ghosts. This is not a mountain god. When I break her confinement, I will definitely let her be distracted." As he said that, the monk shook his sleeves, and a force came, and I was pushed aside involuntarily.

What to do? Seeing the monk approaching the temple gate with great momentum, Feng Junzi didn't know where he ran. Just when I was helpless, a shocking roar came from the temple. The roar was like a thunder blew in my ears, which made me unable to stand and sat on the ground. The entire mountain temple was shaken and a lot of dust fell on the beam. I saw Xiu Xiu appear in front of the statue at some time, squatting there like a little rooster full of fighting spirit, arching his back, clamping his tail, staring at the monk with his small eyes. This roar is powerful, and the monk was shocked and took a few big steps back to stabilize his body.

The monk stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "No wonder the monsters are rampant here. It turns out that you are a strange beast, a guardian of the Dharma. It is rare to be born with a supernatural power, but unfortunately no one has trained them astray. If you stand in front of me again, I will conquer you and take them back to discipline them... the evil beast..."

As he spoke, the monk walked towards Xiu Xiu again. The monk's voice came to my ears word by word, like a hammer hitting it in my heart, feeling indescribable. Compared to the loud roar that he had just passed, the monk's voice was even more peculiar, and it seemed to have a kind of breathtaking power. I didn't even have the strength to raise my hand, so I could only watch the monk walk over again. Xiu Xiu, actually raised his front paws like a person, covering his ears, and looked very uncomfortable.

"Hiki! Lively! It's so lively! Monk, do you think your voice is so great?" At this time, the sound of clapping came from the peach forest, and Feng Junzi came out. When he appeared, the monk also paused, and the invisible pressure around me suddenly disappeared. Only then did I realize that a layer of cold sweat had appeared all over my body.

Feng Junzi's appearance surprised the monk. He turned around and faced Feng Junzi: "Who is the donor? He can be as if nothing is done under my lion's roar."

Feng Junzi smiled and said, "Don't bother who I am, I'm just an audience, you guys continue acting..."

"I don't understand what you said!"

"Aren't you acting in the Legend of White Snake?" Feng Junzi pointed at the monk, me sitting on the ground, and the statue of the gods in the temple, and said, "Fahai, Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen are all here, huh? Where is the one left?" As he said that, he found Xiu Xiu in the temple gate, and pointed at Xiu Xiu and said, "There is another Xiaoqing, who is also here."

The monk finally heard the sarcasm in Feng Junzi's mouth. It turned out that he was compared to Fahai, who was nosy in the Legend of White Snake, and answered: "Fayuan, the abbot of Jiulin Temple, passed by here and saw ghosts taking advantage of the donor's energy, so he took action to eliminate the harm. Who is you?" As he said that, he pointed at me with his finger. It seems that this monk Fayuan twisted the matter. No wonder, no matter who master saw this now, he would inevitably think so.

Feng Junzi smiled and replied, "It turns out that it is Zen Master Fayuan. As expected, they are in the same group as Haifa. They all have the word "Master". I am just a passerby and watch the show, and I have no background. But Master, can you give me some face and don't worry about the other people's business here... Last time I went to Jiulin Temple, I put all the money on my body in the merit box... It's also quite a bit of a face for you."

Feng Junzi was thick-skinned and was even more embarrassed to mention his affairs at Jiulin Temple. I remember that he stole the cushion there. Seeing that Feng Junzi was entangled, Fayuan was too lazy to tease him down, so he turned around and raised his tin staff to point it at the statue of the temple, lowered his head and began to chant the Buddha's name.

As the Buddha's voice came, Feng Junzi's face changed and he quickly stepped forward to block the statue of Dharma Source and the mountain god. Seeing Feng Junzi like this, the monk raised his head and said in a deep voice: "This donor, I think your origin is not simple. Since you are a practitioner, why bother to stand up for these external demons and evil ways? If you don't let go, I will show no mercy."

Feng Junzi gritted his teeth, as if he had made some decision in secret, pinched his waist and pointed at Monk Fayuan and shouted loudly: "Master, you are too much! This is a mountain god temple, not a monk temple, why are you doing nothing? The mountain god here is my newly acquired brother, no, little sister, this mountain god temple is my territory, I didn't bother you, why are you going to smash the situation!"

Feng Junzi was probably anxious, and even said things like taking over the younger brother and smashing the scene. They were all lines from Hong Kong gangster movies. Fayuan looked at Feng Junzi, sighed, lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name, and walked towards the statue of the mountain god step by step. The nine iron rings on the tin staff were jingling. Feng Junzi seemed to have no choice but to take him back step by step, and had already retreated into the temple gate. Huo Xiu hid behind Feng Junzi and was just breathing "huo Xiu".

Seeing the monk lifting his tin staff and about to step into the temple gate, a sudden change suddenly occurred! I sat in the open space outside the temple gate and saw clearly: more than a dozen vines flew out of the peach forest a few feet away. As soon as the vine appeared, it wrapped around Monk Fayuan's body. Fayuan obviously did not expect the sudden change and exclaimed: "There are monsters..." and suddenly stopped. It was not that he wanted to stop, but that the vine was so entangled that he couldn't speak. The monk raised his left hand in the air, and turned the tin staff back to call those vines. The vine seemed to be afraid of the tin staff in his hand, and flexibly avoided the tin arm wrapped around his shoulders. The monk and the vine were stalemate there.

"Master, I didn't expect that the demon subduing would be subdued by the monster, right? It's also your fault!" Feng Junzi took the opportunity to walk out of the temple gate, looked around curiously, then turned around and said to the monk: "Master, don't stare at me, I'm not a monster, you should be able to see... I will discuss something with you. I will help you fight back this monster, and you will also let go of the mountain god in this temple... I promise you that the mountain god here will never cause trouble, and no one will tell what happened today..."

Seeing that the monk did not speak, Feng Junzi said again: "If you don't speak, I will pretend that you have agreed. Monks do not lie, don't regret it." Without waiting for the monk to answer, he reached out and pulled a leaf on the vine and shouted to the peach forest: "If you don't let go, I will tear your clothes!"

It's strange that the vines seemed to be very afraid of Feng Junzi's hand. As soon as Feng Junzi opened his mouth, he immediately let go of monk Fayuan and shrank back, disappearing in the peach blossom forest. Zen Master Fayuan stood there with a blushing face, and Feng Junzi looked at him without saying anything. The two of them stared at each other with strange eyes for a long time, and finally Fayuan stomped his feet: "The donor is a master of Taoism, I hope you can do it yourself!" After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving much faster than when he came.

After the monk left, Feng Junzi clasped his fists at the Taohualin and said loudly: "I don't know who the sacred person will help you. I am grateful. If you are convenient, please show up and see me!"

I heard a chuckle from a woman like a silver bell from the forest, and someone replied, "Young master, I don't have to thank me anymore. Didn't you just say that I am your new little sister? Is there any problem with my big brother? Of course, I have to take action."

What? Not only Feng Junzi, but even I was surprised by the question sitting on the ground! Feng Junzi just said that the mountain god here was the younger sister he had just taken, so he was naturally talking nonsense, but the woman in the forest also claimed to be Feng Junzi's younger sister just taken, and that meant that she was the mountain god here! Is there really a land of mountain gods in this world? I looked at Feng Junzi with doubtful eyes. Feng Junzi also happened to look back at me and found the question in my eyes. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then said to the forest: "Since you call me "Brother", then I will ask you something. I will borrow this mountain god temple for a few days, and you have seen what happened just now. The female ghost is really pitiful. If you can help her... Also, if someone makes trouble, please protect the purity of this place..."

"You kid, you have such a thick-skinned face. You know how old I am? You just agreed with me when you called you brother! Actually, I came when you did the same thing the night before yesterday. I really didn't expect that you had such supernatural powers at such a young age. But you are so capable, why did you ask me to help me just now?"

Feng Junzi scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Well, my situation is a bit special. I can't fight with that big monk... I understand, you helped the night before yesterday... I just wanted to practice against a few trees around me, but I didn't expect that this peach forest would bloom... I should have thought of it long ago, just that boy's magic power, how could he have such great magical powers!"

That boy's magic power? It turns out that Feng Junzi was talking about me. The night before yesterday? Did I have been sleeping for a day or two nights? There were too many things happening before and after this sleep, and I still need time to digest it. Just as I was thinking, the voice in the forest had disappeared, and Feng Junzi also came over to help me up: "Shi Ye, you need a good rest for a few days. Let's go quickly, the reporters will come in a while."

"Reporter? Why are there still journalists?"

"You have been sleeping for a day and two nights. Today is Sunday. Guess what I did just now? I went to find a place to call the newspaper. The people from the newspaper and the TV station will probably arrive in a while. Let's pack up and leave."

...

"Feng Junzi, who is the one who talked to you just now? He called himself the God of Zhaoting Mountain in her tone."

"She used a tree vine to trap Monk Fayuan. It seemed that it was a vegetation monster who had been practicing for thousands of years in Zhaoting Mountain. The mountain temple was originally her territory, but later, maybe because the incense was cut off, she wouldn't stay there. Anyway, the statue of the gods was not spiritual when we went there, otherwise I would have discovered it long ago."

"Grass and Trees? Are there really monsters in this world?"

"There are gods and monsters, what's so strange about this! But the word monster is not appropriate. People can practice, but why can't they practice if plants and trees gather spiritual energy? In fact, it's not just plants and trees. If by chance, beasts can also communicate with spirits, and spirituals can practice. Humans are not the only life in the world." As he said, Feng Junzi looked at the puppy lying in my arms intentionally or unintentionally.

Since Xiu Xiu made that shocking roar, his expression has been sluggish. Now he is honestly huddled in my arms and drowsy. Looking at its pitiful puppy, I really can't believe that the earth-shaking roar was coming from this small body. Feng Junzi said that this dog is not an ordinary dog. Today I finally discovered its extraordinary point. Unfortunately, Xiu Xiu couldn't speak. I could only ask Feng Junzi: "Did you hear Xiu Xiu's roar? The monk also said that it was a strange beast. Can Xiu Xiu practice if you say Xiu Xiu?"

Feng Junzi looked at Xiu Xiu and smiled: "In theory, this is true, but the practice of animals and plants is different from that of humans. The reason why people are the spirit of all things is that people have established a civilized society, have cultural heritage, and have secrets of Taoism passed down from generation to generation. However, plants and plants have no such thing. Their practice is all due to chance and sudden enlightenment, and they are all enlightened in an unconscious or unconscious situation. As for Xiu Xiu..."

"How about Xixiu?"

"Since you raise it as a dog, you should cultivate it into a new socialist dog with knowledge, culture, ideals and discipline... Ishino, don't laugh, I mean you should teach it to read and read."

"Teaching Xiuxiu to read? Are you wrong?"

"Ishino, how can you know if you don't try it? Didn't you find out that Xiu Xiu can understand human words? If you can understand human words, you should be able to learn human things."

Although Feng Junzi's proposal was absurd, it was not impossible to think about it carefully. I had experienced enough weird things, and it didn't matter if there were more. I was really moved by what he said. I planned to teach Xiu Xiu to read and read when I went back. On the way back, I thought of another thing and asked Feng Junzi: "Feng Junzi, have you forgotten something? We originally wanted to find Yiyi a temple with incense, but that mountain temple did not have incense?"

Feng Junzi smiled again, his smile was unfathomable and proud: "Incense? It will be available soon, you will know when you read tomorrow's newspaper."

...

The next day, major newspapers in Wucheng published the strange story of the flowers blooming in the area of ​​the Zhaoting Mountain Temple. On this winter solstice, not only was the peach blossoms blooming around the mountain temple, but even the two crabapple trees that had been dead for many years in front of the temple were blooming. This strange story attracted countless curious people to go to Zhaoting to see what was going on. Some people didn't believe it, and wanted to see it as real, but seeing it as real. So the news spread quickly, and tourists visiting the mountain temple were endless, and the restaurants and restaurants at the foot of the mountain were also full of every day.

The influence of the news is not limited to Wucheng, but media in surrounding provinces and cities have also reprinted it. Several TV stations came here to shoot special films. The bleak scenery on the TV screen forms a sharp contrast with the spring surrounding the mountain temple, which has a great visual impact on the audience. Judging from the aerial shots of helicopters, this peach forest that blooms in winter is exactly a regular circle, and the mountain temple is surrounded in the center within a radius of ten feet.

Many experts have also come forward to explain this strange phenomenon that is rare in a thousand years. Some say it is because of plant gene mutations, and some say it is because of the influence of geothermal activities, but the authoritative explanation finally recognized by the government is as follows: The Shanshen Temple is located in the Zhaoting Valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides and one side facing the sun. It has a very special geographical location. In addition, behind the temple, the Xuexi Spring Water with constant temperature all year round seeps into the ground, forming this unique local climate phenomenon. Such an explanation may not even be reasonable even for the experts who came to this conclusion. However, no matter what, this is a unified propaganda caliber set by the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department and has become a scientific explanation widely cited by major mainstream media.

No matter how the official explanation is, most ordinary people and tourists who come to visit only believe one thing, that is, the mountain god appears. This statement cannot be put on the table but is spread among the people. Many people believe it deeply, some people would rather believe it than not, and some people think it is okay to believe it. I don’t know who led it. Some people started to worship incense when visiting the mountain temple, and then more and more people burn incense and kowtow, gradually becoming a scenic spot in Zhaoting Mountain. The popularity of its incense even surpasses that of Jiulin Temple and the thousand-year-old ancient temple Guangjiao Temple.

Later, a rich peasant entrepreneur took the initiative to ask for investment to rebuild the mountain temple. This action was strongly supported by the local government and tourism departments. The mountain temple repaired the main hall, rebuilt the three-level courtyard, and the east-west side hall, surrounded the snow stream springs on the stone wall behind the temple into the courtyard. There was nowhere news that the snow stream spring water was blessed by the mountain god, and drinking it can eliminate disasters and cure diseases, so there were more pilgrims in the mountain temple.

During this period, some relevant people also criticized the Zhaoting Mountain Temple incident, but this criticism was refuted by the tourism department. In the end, the Mountain Temple became a scenic spot under the Tourism Bureau. A tourist shop was opened outside the temple gate, and you also had to pay for tickets to visit the temple. Later, the wild peach forest was not called the wild peach forest but the Shenshu forest, and the snow stream spring was not called the Xuexi Spring but the Shenshu spring. Someone asked a famous artist to inscription and carve stones in the local area.
Chapter completed!