The Heartless Mage Chapter 49: A hole in a hole

There are too many scenic spots in the world known as the Thousand Buddha Caves, but Wuxin has been in Zhili for decades and has never heard of the Thousand Buddha Caves in Qingyun Mountain. In his impression, Qingyun Mountain originally seemed to be just a barren mountain, and now there are no other buildings on the mountain except Qingyun Temple. The mountains here are rolling and rolling, and most of them are not steep or magnificent. The only native products are wild vegetables, wild fruits and mushrooms, which really cannot attract people to live in peace.

The car galloped on the straight dirt road. Because it had not snowed for several days, the road was easy to walk; but within a few hours, the group entered the Qingyun Mountain boundary. Chu Chenzi took Wuxin to get off the car outside the mountain gate and changed the sedan chair, and when he arrived at the temple, it was only in the afternoon.

Wuxin moved into Chuchenzi's small courtyard, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, and wanted to ask Chuchenzi about the situation in the Thousand Buddha Caves in detail. However, Chu Chenzi closed the door and did not see the light of day. Although Wuxin couldn't see him, he could still hear his busyness - there was a screeching noise in the room, obviously he was moving the heavy box all the time.

After dark, even having eaten dinner, Chu Chenzi finally got some free time and was immediately caught by Wuxin. The two sat on the mahogany big Arhat bed, holding a cup of hot tea involuntarily and said, "Master, since you have invited me here, you should be open and honest with me. I want to know why Master Ling is a successful Taoist priest. Do you want to hide important secrets in the Thousand Buddha Caves? Isn't the secrets specially reserved for you?"

Chu Chenzi had just drank a large bowl of hot soup and was sweating all over his face. He raised his head and shook his long black hair. He wiped his forehead lightly with a snow-white handkerchief, and at the same time quickly glanced at Wuxin: "Because... the master has emerged in the Thousand Buddha Caves."

Wuxin found out that Chuchenzi was about to start evasive again, and couldn't help but feel a little impatient: "Isn't there a good place in the huge Qingyun Mountain? An old man, he has to die in the Thousand Buddha Caves? Why haven't I heard of it? There is a Thousand Buddha Cave in Qingyun Mountain? If you said earlier that you would drill a hole, I might not come with you." Then he raised his hand and patted the kang table next to him: "Tell me the truth, what exactly is in the Thousand Buddha Cave? Why? You dare not enter alone, and you have to ask me for help?"

Chu Chenzi saw that he was angry, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I don't know! The master only instructed me at the time, saying that if I am not good enough, I must not rush into the hole. Only with the ability to retreat from the cave can we understand the secrets of the secrets."

Wuxin turned to stare at him: "You haven't answered what's in the hole!"

Chuchenzi is used to being honorable, but now that Wuxin looks bad, he is eager to scold people: "How the **** do I know? I only glanced inward at the entrance of the cave! There is naturally a Buddha in it!”

Wuxin continued to stare at him: "Do not believe in your disciples and grandchildren, believe in me?"

Chen Ziqi raised his hand and raised his hair on his temples: "Bullshit! How do I know how my master grew up? His old man entered the cave alive and never came out. If something happens, how can I be in front of my disciples and grandchildren? To maintain the image of their master?"

Wuxin nodded suddenly, realizing it in his heart. Chuchenzi's master is probably dead and unclear. If there is an invisible secret in the cave, it will not benefit Chuchenzi and Qingyunguan after it is exposed. Moreover, most of the people in Guan Nei are cultivators, and it’s okay to practice hard.

"What does the secret look like?" Wuxin calmed down and decided to make peace with Chuchenzi.

Chen Zi sensed his kindness and followed suit. Raising his hand to compare the size of a booklet, he replied in a low voice, "When I last saw the secret book, my master hadn't started to write, but only prepared a booklet."

Wuxin thought about it for a while, and then asked: "Is there any mark on the cover of the secret book?"

Zhenzi raised **** to him: "There are two big characters on it."

"What?"

Chenzi replied solemnly: "Secrets!"

Wuxin immediately said "oh": "Master Ling is really frank."

Although Chu Chenzi said one sentence and left two sentences, he was unhappy after thinking about it, but Wuxin probably understood the cause and effect. After one night, he and Chuchenzi got up in the early morning. Putting on the squirrel leather jacket that Master Gu gave him, he started to eat breakfast without saying a word. Chu Chenzi was thoughtful, and specially packed a raincloth pocket, which contained biscuits, candies, and a maragh water bottle. Using a black ribbon to tie his long hair into a ponytail, he unintentionally pulled out the pistol bullets from the box under the bed.

Inadvertently, I didn't drink water, and filled my stomach with rice and steamed buns. Chu Chenzi asked him, "Do you want a gun?"

Wuxin shook his head: "I use a knife."

Duchenzi hid a handful of Brownings inside his clothes, and had a box gun on his waist outside. There was a dazzling dagger hanging on the wall, and he took it off. The short sword is unsheathed, and the cold light is awe-inspiring, and it is not a decoration. Chu Chenzi sighed, wiped the blade with a handkerchief, then stood in front of the kang table, waved his sword and cut half a steamed bun, and took a tasteless bite.

Wuxin saw Chuchenzi's various preparations, and suddenly became a little nervous: "Daoist, isn't it?"

Chuchenzi has no appetite, so he stopped eating after a mouthful of steamed buns: "Hmph, I wish I was more worried."

Before it was dawn, Chuchenzi led Wuxin out.

Qingyun Temple leaned against Qingyun Mountain, slipped out from the back door of the Taoist Temple, and entered the mountain directly. In terms of popularity, Qingyun Mountain is far worse than Pig Head Mountain, and in the early morning of this winter, it is even more deserted, not even a beast. Wuxin ran and jumped with Chuchenzi, while secretly memorizing the route. At the end, Chu Chenzi suddenly stopped, Wuxin looked forward through the hazy morning light, and saw that there was no road ahead, it was a cliff that went straight up and down. The two took a few more steps forward, and for a while they could see more clearly. It turned out that the cliff was not high, let alone steep, it was almost a steep slope.

Wuxin has no idea, so I ask Chu Chenzi: "How do I get down?"

Chu Chenzi pondered and replied: "I came here in the summer and climbed down by pulling the vines. It's very easy. Although there are no vines now, the trees are still there. Be careful, you and I will never stopped by it."

The trees are indeed there, growing crookedly on the soil slope, but the branches and leaves have fallen, and the branches are hard to climb. Chuchenzi took the lead in squatting down and stretched out a long leg, kicking on a thick dead branch below. After tentatively stepping on it, he didn't care about the snow and soil anymore, and his body slowly slid down against the soil slope. In the end he sat on a dead branch with his legs crossed. He tightened his pockets and stabilized his mind. He was both like a monkey and a gecko, grabbing the trees and rubbing down little by little.

Wuxin followed his example and was more flexible than him. If there are branches, grab the branches, and if there are no branches, grab the withered grass roots on the slope. In short, don't let yourself slide down too fast. After some struggle, the two fell to the ground in dismay. They raised their heads to look at the big Tupo, and found that the Tupo looked like an upright dirt wall because of the gradual brightening of the sun.

Inadvertently rubbed the half-melted snow and soil on his hands, turned around and asked the dust: "Then how do I go?"

Chu Chenzi looked up at the sun, then waved at Wuxin. Wuxin immediately followed him again, and the two walked along the dirt slope. As I was walking, I saw a small deserted tomb. It looked like a bun with a wooden sign on it, and even myself was blurred on the sign. Fortunately, it is winter. If there are flowers and plants in summer, you will not be able to see it.

Chu Chenzi stopped and pointed at the grave: "This is it."

Wuxin has no words, waiting for Chu Chenzi to explain. And Chu Chenzi took off the rain cloth pocket he was carrying, and took out a brand new shovel from it. The small shovel is used by the gardener to loosen the soil for the flowers. It is very small, but it is strong enough. Chu Chenzi squatted in front of the grave and began to dig soil, saying while digging, "The grave is a fake grave, and it is the mark I left in the past."

Wuxin also squatted aside: "What's under the fake grave?"

Duchenzi moves ruthlessly and quickly, digging furiously: "There is a natural gap below, which can accommodate the next person to enter and exit."

Wuxin asked: "Is the gap the entrance to the Thousand Buddha Caves?"

Chu Chenzi shook his head: "No."

The small grave was dug in half by him, revealing a layer of iron plates flush with the ground. Wuxin looked in his eyes and couldn't help but think of the ghost cave in Pig's Head Mountain. And Chu Chenzi's thoughts were comparable to that of Master Gu. With gritted teeth, he moved the iron plate away, and he let Wuxin see a dark gap.

The gap is small, just enough to accommodate an adult of normal size. In the big winter, the ground is frozen dry and hard, and the grass and snow are also condensed into a piece; the soil near the gap is dark and moist, as if the ground has been injured. Unintentionally reaching into the gap, I found that the inside is obviously warmer and more humid than the outside.

Chu Chenzi knew, so he was not afraid for the time being. He stretched his legs into the gap when he stepped on the oilcloth pocket. Unexpectedly, Wuxin grabbed him and said, "Master, I have something to say."

Chu Chenzi looked up at him: "Have you regretted it?"

Wuxin looked at Chuchenzi's eyes and said, "Master Dao, if I have three longs and two shorts in it, you must transport my bones back to my home in Tianjin. Remember?"

Chu Chenzi nodded, and at the same time felt that Wuxin was even more pessimistic than himself: "No problem."

Wuxin pointed at the tip of Chen Zi's nose again: "Remember, don't forget."

Chu Chenzi agreed in disapproval, and then inserted his foot into the gap: "Don't be afraid, it's sloping inside, and it's a slope. Just follow me and move in."

Wuxin was carrying the short sword that Chu Chenzi had given him when he set off, and seeing that Chenzi squeezed into the gap with his head shaking his head and tail, he sat on the ground and stretched his legs into the gap. There will always be no big beasts in the cracks, at most there will be snakes hiding; and he is not afraid of snakes, and he is not afraid of poison.

It was dark inside the crevice, lying on the **** unintentionally, rubbing down little by little with the dust. The gap was narrow at first, and the top and bottom were almost close to the body, but it became wider as it went down. In the end, I sat up unintentionally and pursued the dust by feeling. Chuchenzi rubbed it and didn't move, and then a dim yellow flame appeared below, and it was Chuchenzi who took out the lantern from the glass cover and lit it.

Since there is light, Wuxin can use the eyes. Turning his head and looking around, he found that the surrounding environment was similar to the cellar, except that it was dark and unfathomable below. Chu Chenzi changed into a posture of landing on all fours, and crawled forward with the lantern in hand. Wuxin couldn't help but said, "Master, when will we be able to reach the Thousand Buddha Caves?"

Chu Chenzi was a little tired and panted and replied, "It's almost time."

He said it was fast, but in fact, the two climbed for more than 20 minutes, and the hole was still bottomless. Chuchenzi had long arms and legs, and it was very hard to crawl; Wuxin closed his eyes, but he felt very comfortable. Each of his hairs can sense the ups and downs of the cave walls on all sides, and every little ups and downs allows him to crawl with ease. Youlong followed Chuchenzi closely, and suddenly bumped into the wall. Chu Chenzi turned his head and said angrily, "Why are you hitting my butt?"

Wuxin hurriedly stepped back a foot: "You are too slow - why did you stop?"

Chu Chenzi curled up and sat up, holding the lantern in his arms: "There is a big pit ahead, we have to jump down!"

The handle above the lantern was tied with a slender chain, and Chu Chenzi put the lantern down first, then jumped down by himself. Wuxin couldn't figure out his mind, and he jumped down in a confused way. After jumping down, I realized that I had entered a pit.

The pit can be as deep as one person, but it is still a pit, the size of which is comparable to a wing. Wuxin stood on the spot and turned around, and suddenly asked, "Daoist priest, the cave is warm and moist enough, and it's not stuffy, so why isn't there any vegetation?"

Chu Chenzi picked up the lantern: "I don't know, and I'm too lazy to know. If it wasn't for the secret, even if this place was made of gold, I wouldn't come!"

Wuxin said again: "We are already underground, there will be Thousand Buddha Caves underground?"

Chenzi glanced at him: "Actually, Qianfodong is a name that I made up, because I did see a Buddha statue at the entrance of the cave. There is no record of Qianfodong in the county annals of Chang'an County. The people have never seen Buddha statues in the mountains. I suspect that the cave was dug a long time ago, and I don’t know why it was abandoned halfway, so it was abandoned early, and it has been passed down to this day, but no one knows.”

Wuxin found out that Chuchenzi is actually relatively ignorant and unwilling to make progress, not like a descendant of Yue Qiluo's faction. And Chu Chenzi lifted the lantern and lit a circle along the wall of the pit, and finally stopped and squatted down. Wuxin took a look at the past and saw another hole in his eyes.

Wanxin sat down and said, "Master, with all due respect, I don't understand the Taoism of the master, but his ability to drill holes is indeed higher than that of ordinary voles."

Chu Chenzi also sat down, and took out a packet of biscuits from the oilcloth pocket: "Don't talk nonsense, and then dare to insult the teacher, be careful that the master will beat you. I'll eat a few mouthfuls first, I'll go into the hole when I'm full. Don't worry, this hole has a small mouth and a big belly. Back then, even the poor people dared to go through it alone, but now we are two people, are you still afraid?"