At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, deep in the mountain col, there is a small village that is destined not to appear on the map of China.
The village is very small, only the size of a palm, with only 81 households, no more than one household, no less.
According to the parchment genealogy in the village, which has been blurred, the history of the existence of the village can be traced back to hundreds of years ago, and the ancestors of the village have taken root in this col at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and have been settled until now.
The villagers are mainly surnamed Gu, and the patriarchs of the past dynasties and even the current village chiefs are all from the ancient surname.
For hundreds of years, the number of households in the village has been maintained at eighty-one, and there has never been one more or less than one, which is one of the three village rules in the village.
The first of the three village rules is that the number of households in the village must be maintained at 81 households, and if there is one more, it will be kicked out, and if there is one less, it will have to be born to me.
The second village rule is that the 81 ancestral houses can only be repaired and not demolished, which means that the houses in the village must be kept as they are from the time they are built, and they must not be moved.
The first two village rules seem unkind but acceptable, but the third village rule is a bit outrageous.
The eighty-one households in the village have to support the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple in the village forever, and they must not be disobedient, otherwise they will be expelled from the ancient surname.
The first two village rules, violators are the same!
These three village rules have never been violated, although time has passed hundreds of years, the current villagers have long been unaware of where the rules come from, but they all understand a truth, the villagers in the village rarely get sick and rarely invite disasters, basically every family is a wife for a lifetime, 81 households of 312 people, over 100 years old enough 100 people are 109 people, 90 years old people can still work in the field when the farm is busy, the sun rises and does the day income and rest, the radius of more than 200 miles is only this village longevity so many, amazing.
On the contrary, those villagers who moved out of Gujing Village, although none of them suffered major disasters, there were not as many long-lived people as in the village.
The village is called Gujing Village, and the Taoist temple that is offered is called Gujing Temple.
The Gujing Temple is built on a small hill in the middle of Gujing Village, and 81 ancestral houses with ancient surnames are arranged in a staggered manner around Gujing Village.
If someone can look down from the sky, they will find an amazing scene, the arrangement of the eighty-one houses is unbelievably the same as the Bagua ranking, and the Taoist temple is exactly in the eye of the hexagram.
It's a pity that no one has come to the high altitude on Zhongnan Mountain since ancient times to find this scene, in fact, even if someone flies to the top and looks down by plane, they will only find that Gujing Village and Gujing Temple are always shrouded in a white mist, the village is not visible, and the Taoist temple will not be seen either.
Gujing Village is small, and Gujing Temple is even smaller, not only small but also dilapidated.
The age of the Taoist temple is very old, and the ancient well village was built at the same time, hundreds of years have passed the Taoist temple has not been repaired, the vermilion courtyard wall has already collapsed, the two gates are crooked to the side, the floor tiles covered in the courtyard are also broken, and the main hall of the Taoist temple is even more dilapidated.
It seems to be a Taoist temple without incense.
In fact, there is really no incense in this Taoist temple, few people have entered the ancient well temple for hundreds of years, even the local villagers will not step into it casually, only the patriarch or village chief will enter the Taoist temple every time there is a major event, and there are few people in the temple on weekdays.
Because of the ancient well view, there are only three and a half people.
A sloppy old man who dozed under the old locust tree in the Taoist temple courtyard all the year round, wearing a Taoist robe.
In the Sanqing Palace, there was a middle-aged man sitting in front of the statue of Sanqing who hugged a rusty iron sword, and he was silent all day long.
There is also a young man in his twenties, who sits in the Taoist temple pavilion all day long and rarely steps out.
As for the half, it is the senior brother who stepped out of the Gujing Temple eight years ago and never returned. …… The sun sets, and the night sets on Nanshan!
Most of the people in Gujing Village have started to make a fire to cook, and after a while, the thirty-ninth family walked out of a middle-aged woman carrying a wooden barrel and walked briskly to the Taoist temple on the hill behind the house, the woman came to the Taoist temple door and put the wooden barrel in her hand in the middle of the dilapidated gate, and then respectfully bent down to the temple and saluted, but did not look inward, then turned around and left.
This has been the rule of Gujing Village for hundreds of years, and every day three meals will be sent to Gujing Guanmen.
The sloppy old man under the old locust tree opened his cloudy eyes, slowly stood up and walked to the door to pick up the wooden barrel and returned to the locust tree, at this time the middle-aged man with the iron sword in the main hall also walked over slowly, and the young man in the attic was the last to come, the three of them sat cross-legged under the tree and opened the wooden barrel, which was freshly made rice and three home-cooked dishes, the old man, the middle-aged, and the young man each picked up chopsticks and began to eat.
The scene of eating is very strange, the three of them did not talk a word from beginning to end, only the slight sound of chewing food, these three people eat surprisingly slowly, each bite of the food sent into the mouth will be chewed no more or less thirty-six times and very slowly, so they were stunned for nearly an hour for a very ordinary dinner.
After the meal, the three of them put down the dishes and chopsticks together, the sloppy old man's right index finger and middle finger suddenly trembled twice out of thin air without warning, he frowned, and then took out three copper coins from the Taoist robe, weighed them casually in his hand a few times, and then threw them in the open space in front of him.
The sloppy old Taoist and the young man looked at the copper coins on the ground at the same time, the young man's expression was stunned, his expression was strange, and the old Taoist looked up at the northwest of the Taoist temple and was silent.
The middle-aged man holding the iron sword got up and picked up the wooden barrel and put it in front of the gate outside the view, and then turned back to the Sanqing Palace, and after a while, there was a crisp sound in the hall, and the middle-aged man came back again and handed a piece of iron twenty centimeters covered with rust to the young man.
The young man stared at the iron sword that was only half left in his arms and said, "Uncle Shi, why are you doing this?
” The middle-aged man said lightly: "You are out of the view, I have nothing to give, and besides, I use a sword......
It doesn't matter if you have a tip or not. ” Lao Dao, who had been looking at the northwest, also picked up the three copper coins in front of him and handed them to the young man, but he still didn't jump out of a word, this time the young man received it directly in his hand without being polite, and then sat under the locust tree next to Lao Dao again.
The three of them did not return to their places this time, but sat under the old locust tree. …… Two days ago, northwest of Zhongnan Mountain.
Three off-road vehicles with Ji B license plates drove to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and the car couldn't get into the mountain anymore, and if you want to enter the mountain, you can only hike, after the car stopped, the first two cars came down, and a few people stood next to the car, and the last off-road vehicle walked out of a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a black tight tweed coat, his brows have been tightly locked, and his expression was extremely haggard.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhongnanshan and seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief, turned to the man next to him and said, "Duzhong, you go up the mountain with me and the others wait in place." ” The man who called the loyal man asked hesitantly, "Boss......
We should bring a few more people to take care of it, this mountain ......"
The boss waved his hand indifferently and said, "Just you and me, there are more people, and it is more troublesome." ” Duzhong knew that as long as his boss made a decision, there would be no possibility of changing it, so he didn't talk nonsense, took out a huge travel bag from the car, carried it on his back, and followed the middle-aged man into the mountain.
After the two pampered people in the city entered Zhongnan Mountain, it was similar to the Long March, and the mountain road for more than a day was stunned for two days, and the bones on their bodies were scattered and miserable, but neither of them said a word.
The more the middle-aged man walked towards the destination, the more his haggard expression eased, and the boss didn't say anything, so he naturally couldn't say anything.
Two days later, it will be dark, and the boss has walked to a mountain, both of them are looking northwest with a telescope in their hands, and the outline of a small mountain village looms in the lens, the boss breathes out a moment, and his tense expression is completely relaxed, and he sits on the ground and pants.
"Boss, this should be where we're going."
"Jungnam Mountain......
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The world only knows that there are hermits in Zhongnan Mountain, and there is Quanzhen Sect, the originator of Taoism, hehe, but few people know that there is an ancient well in Zhongnan Mountain" The boss got up and walked towards the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back, and said: "From now on, everything you see and hear will rot in my stomach, and don't jump out of a word." ” Duzhong was stunned, even if his relationship with his boss was close at this time, his expression became serious, he couldn't remember how long it had been since his boss had warned anyone.
Ever since he followed his boss, no one in their realm could afford to be warned by his boss.
Three and a half hours later, it was dark, but fortunately, the two of them sped up their pace and finally arrived at Gujing Village, at this time the lights in the village had almost all been extinguished, most of the families had already rested, and the boss did not stop and went straight to Gujing Temple on the hill in the middle of the village.
Coming to the bottom of the hill, the boss asked Duan Zhong to wait below and walked alone towards the Taoist temple on the hill, the dilapidated Taoist temple made the boss only hesitate for a moment, and then he returned to standing in front of the door as usual and clasped the door of the Taoist temple that fell to the side with his fingers.
After a while, a young man walked up to the boss, and the boss said directly without hesitation: "Chen Liang's descendants, the ancestors warned that if the Chen family suffers an accident, they can seek refuge in the ancient well view of Zhongnan Mountain. ” The young man nodded and said, "You can find a place to rest at will, and I will go out of the mountain with you after dawn." ” Tangshan, Hebei Province, has a huge business empire, Baoxin.
Half of the energy, minerals and real estate in Hebei have been inserted by the Baoxin system, and the name of the Baoxin department has always been at the forefront of the commercial map of the Beijing-Tianjin Wing Triangle, and has also extended to other regions in recent decades, but Baoxin is a hidden existence.
Ordinary Chinese people have never heard of the existence of the Baoxin system, and even the vast majority of merchants in the mall do not know.
Baoxin is a synonym, a consortium that controls dozens of companies, and even fewer people know that the helmsman of Baoxin is surnamed Chen, every time, the domestic rich list is released on the gossip news, and the direct family members of the Chen family will smile indifferently at the names at the top of the list after seeing them, and they are a little disdainful by the way.
In China, some people just spend money to invite him to be on the list, and he will kick you out, obviously the Chen family belongs to the people who are not on the list.
Few people know the history of the Baoxin family surnamed Chen, but those who know seem to have heard a rumor that the ancestors of the Chen family seem to have been entangled with a Taoist in the war years, and since then the Chen family seems to have begun to have signs of development.
For these, the Chen family never defended, denied or admitted, because most of the people in the Chen family did not know how they built this business empire, and only those who really knew the secret were known by the Chen family at the helm.
In this generation, the person at the helm of the Chen family is called Chen Sanjin.
It is standing at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, in front of the ancient well gate!