Maoshan is not high, and the mountains on all sides are much higher than it, like a small mountain surrounded by it. In Feng Shui, this is an obvious place for dragons to be trapped, and anyone with a little knowledge can see it.

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However, it is such a dangerous place in Feng Shui, but the actual scene is peaceful and full of outstanding people. As soon as you enter the mountains, you can feel that the air here is obviously different from the outside. Take a breath and your spirit will be lifted.

My mother may have heard the message in advance, so she was waiting for us at the mountain pass early. When she saw someone coming to pick us up, the few Taoist priests carrying us and the fortune-telling Taoist priest under the overpass hurriedly put us down, and said to Chen Ou:

"Uncle, we have been sent here. There is not much further to go. Please take us to say hello to the master and uncles."

The disciples in Maoshan are relatively poor. Carrying us all the way, I felt like I was almost becoming the leader of a beggar's gang. Seeing that we were rushing all the way through the starry night, no one had eaten. Although I was not the host, I still intervened and said hello: "How many days are you here?"

Fellow Taoists, please go up there and take a rest, and I’ll ask my mother to make you something to eat.”

I didn't say that they were still in a hurry. As soon as I said my words, a few of them jumped up like old cats whose tails were stepped on, turned around and ran away. After running for dozens of meters, they said: "I won't eat anymore, Lin."

Young Master, if you have the opportunity to make money in the future, remember to give your brothers a hand!"

How poor are the people of Maoshan when they don't even eat but still think about making money? From the way Chen Ou dresses and makes money, it seems he is not short of money either.

However, these people call Chen Ou Junior Uncle, which shows that their status is not high. Even Chen Ou's level is regarded as a hardship in the Taoist sect. Haha, it shows that they are not rich, but compared with us rural people, they are definitely very

's rich.

When my mother saw us, she rushed over from the mountain pass, hugged me in her arms, and shed tears on my neck.

When we arrived in Maoshan, even if my father didn't tell her, my mother knew what we were doing and who we were coming into contact with.

After my mother cried, without saying a word, she lifted my head up, held my face, and looked left and right. When she saw that I was fine, she said, "It's okay, it's okay! Mom is in the mountains.

The food is ready and waiting for you!"

My mother hurriedly greeted Chen Ou and the others. When she saw Mengmeng, my mother looked a little sad. She wiped her tears secretly and said to herself: "Such a good child, why..."

Seeing that my mother knew, I didn't hide it anymore and asked her, "Mom, are there any people from Qimen Dunjia here?"

My mother said: "Not yet, but the news has come back."

I sighed after hearing this and could only pray in my heart that Zhang Mengmeng would be fine.

At the top of Maoshan Mountain, eight thatched cottages are located in a trigram pattern, with smoke rising from the cooking pots. When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw three old men tilting their heads and staring at us with squinting eyes from a distance.

At first glance, it really seemed like we were in a madhouse, being stared at by a few old idiots. At this time, Chen Ou also warned us: "Remember my words, no matter what they say, don't talk to them, don't take what they give you."

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As soon as Chen Ou finished speaking, one of the old men said with a cold face: "Little bastard, what are you doing back here? Do you think we are in less trouble?" His tone was as if he wanted to drive us out directly, he was very impatient.

I was a little speechless, and at the same time I also had an idea. I planned to take my mother away with me after I recovered this time, and find a place to settle him first. Otherwise, my mother would definitely have a hard time following these old monsters.

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Gu Yun and I didn't dare to say anything, so Chen Ou replied with a playful smile: "Master, uncle, if I didn't cause some trouble, wouldn't your life be boring?"

As Chen Ou spoke, he kept gesturing to us. My mother didn't seem to see any of the old men. She took my hand and greeted Gu Yun and me: "Come with me, I've prepared the food."

A few old men were originally planning to reprimand Zhang Mengmeng, but for some reason, they suddenly looked at each other, ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared in an instant.

My mother took me over, and then I saw that in front of the eight huts, there was a small wooden house with three rooms, located slightly lower and obscured by the top of the mountain.

The hut is very simple, but it is kept very clean.

My mother took us in, opened a room, and asked Gu Yun to put Zhang Mengmeng on the bed. When she came out, she boiled hot water for us and then went to heat the food.

When a scent wafted out of the kitchen, Chen Ou touched it. At first glance, Gu Yun and I were shocked. Within a few minutes, Chen Ou's face was bruised and purple, and it was as swollen as a pig's head.

Gu Yun said: "Chen Ou, aren't your masters too cruel?"

Chen Ou said vaguely: "It's okay this time. These old immortals, I really hope that they will die soon every day, but they just can't die."

I didn't say anything, but I was more certain in my mind that I must take my mother away without any hesitation.

After a while, my mother brought all the dishes, and I found that the dishes she used were all pots, and the portions were very large. I was surprised and said, "Mom, how can you cook so many dishes? We can't finish them!"

Just as I finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the wooden door. I turned around and saw eight gray-haired heads. Their bodies were hidden behind the door, only their heads were exposed. They were piled one on top of the other, crowding the door frames on both sides.

Only then did I realize that since my mother cooked so much food, these old men would probably come to eat too.

When I was confused, the old man lying on the top left doorpost, Chen Ou's master, said: "Sister, is dinner ready?"

I was a little speechless, because it was then that I discovered that their order was with the largest ones at the top, and the lower ones went down in decreasing order.

The two at the bottom were almost lying on the ground, being suppressed by the people above them.

My mother heard this and replied angrily: "If you want to eat, you have to pay!"

When my mother spoke, I was startled and secretly touched Lou Guanjian. Even though this was Chen Ou's master, I couldn't let them bully my mother.

As a result, the eight heads at the door burst into laughter when they heard this. Chen Ou was stunned and said in disbelief: "Here, these masters of mine have changed their gender?"

As soon as he said it, the eight old men put their heads back. My mother adjusted the pockets on her apron and stood by the table, holding a big spoon in her hand.

I was curiously about to ask her what she was going to do, when I saw the eight old men who had just retreated, each holding a broken bowl in their hands, lining up in a neat line. The one in front was still Chen Ou's master, still

They are arranged according to their status.

When we got to my mother's side, Chen Ou's master suddenly winked and said: "Sister, braised pork, give me more braised pork!" As he said this, while we were shocked, Chen Ou's master took out a purple talisman.

, and stuffed it into my mother’s hand.

I quickly rubbed my eyes, fearing that I had seen it wrong, but I really saw that what my mother was holding was a purple talisman, and she stuffed it into the pocket of her apron as usual. Then my mother picked up a big spoon and dug out a flat

Chen Ou's chef hurriedly held the broken bowl like a saw with both hands, eagerly looking forward to my mother's big spoon. As a result, my mother glanced at me and shook the braised pork in the spoon.

half.

Master Chen Ou's eyes twitched wildly, fearing that the piece of meat on the edge of my mother's spoon would fall off. He looked at it helplessly. Fortunately, the piece of meat was very stubborn and drooped halfway, but it still ended up in the broken bowl. Master Chen Ou's

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

Then my mother said: "My son is here today, and I have to leave the meat to him!"

Master Chen Ou didn't dare to complain at all. He stared eagerly at another plate of wild vegetables and said, "Sister, have some of that, a little more."

My mother was not stingy with the wild vegetables. She gave her a big spoon, then pointed to the kitchen and said, "The rice is in there. You can eat as much as you want."

As soon as Chen Ou's chef left, the next old man couldn't wait to come up. He also ordered braised pork and paid a purple talisman.

My mouth opened in shock. There is no doubt that this is the most expensive braised pork I have ever seen.

When we got to the fourth old man, there wasn't much braised pork in the basin. Those who hadn't queued up yet knew that my mother was going to leave some of it for me, and they were scratching their heads and heads anxiously. But the seniors in front of them were all anxious, and the last one was the last one.

He was anxious and couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, can you leave some for me?"

As a result, the old man who was fetching vegetables suddenly turned around and roared: "Get out of here!"

The sound frightened Gu Yun and I to the point where we couldn't sit still and fell to the ground with our arms stretched out.

The anxiously reminded old man suddenly heard a roar above his head, and a bolt of thunder fell out of thin air, directly knocking him away.

Gu Yun originally wanted to curse, but when he saw this scene, he swallowed his saliva and sat up dejectedly, not daring to say anything.

When my mother saw me falling, she took back the big spoon that she had placed on the broken bowl, and said with a cold face: "You scared my son."

I was about to say it was okay, but the old man immediately lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time."

My mother didn't argue with him, she rolled her eyes and put the braised pork in his bowl.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and happily went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

A few seconds later, the old man who was struck by lightning came back. His hair stood on end, smoke was coming from his mouth, and his face was pitch black. When he came back, he didn't dare to say a word. He lined up at the back in an orderly manner.

I gasped and finally understood what Chen Ou meant by reminding us. These old men really have mental problems and cannot be offended.

I just didn't expect that my mother would be so popular here.

When the next few came, they were also Zi Fu, but they got less and less braised pork and more and more wild vegetables. When the second to last one came, the old man looked a little shy, lowered his head and hesitated for a long time before saying: "

Big sister, I don’t have any purple talisman on me, how about I teach you a spell tomorrow?”

When my mother heard this, she frowned slightly, and the old man suddenly became nervous and said hurriedly: "Escape from the Earth?"

My mother shook her head and said, "You have already taught me, and I have remembered it."

The old man said: "Corpse control technique?"

My mother shook her head and seemed to have learned from it!

"Shall I teach you Feng Shui?"

My mother shook her head.

"Maoshan's Mental Method?"

My mother still shook her head. My eyelids were twitching wildly. Did my mother get all these?

It was too shocking just now, but now it is unbelievable. With just a few pieces of meat, these old guys use the purple talisman as a meal ticket?

I'm afraid these old men really have a mental problem, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to do this kind of business.

Only then did I realize that from beginning to end, Chen Ou’s mouth was open, his eyes were wide open, and he was so shocked that he lost his mind.

The old man standing in front of the dinner table was really too poor. He was so poor that he didn't have a purple talisman. He was so poor that he tried several spells, even the Maoshan Mental Technique, but it still didn't work. He stood in front of the dinner table anxiously and scratched his head.

Gu Yun and I took a look and hurriedly moved the dining table back, for fear that his dandruff would fall into the bowl.
To be continued...