Chapter 329 A thousand years have passed since the eyes were opened and closed--

Shi Ba lay on the ground and looked into the hole. Heigu Longdong can't see anything. As soon as he got up, a flower in front of him, his vision changed, and he appeared in a stone room.

The stone room is quiet, and there is nothing else. It's just a person, a pile of books, and a futon. The room is closed, but it is not dark. I don't know where the light comes from.

The person opposite looks quite young, with a small white face, holding a book of bamboo slips in his hand, and looked at Shi Ba with a smile: "This Taoist friend! I can't linger in front of my door, but what's the matter?"

Shiba is now a monkey body. When this Taoist priest sees him, he is not called evil, splashing monkeys, killing demons, but only Taoist friends. He seems to have a good and embarrassing temperament.

"Is that small hole just now your door?" Shi Ba was shocked.

"I'm diving here. Usually, there are few Taoist friends coming and going, and the door is not neat, which makes Taoist friends laugh!"

"I dare not! Da Dao Zhi Jian, a person like you is the real monk!" Shi Ba said in a hurry and suddenly remembered, "That's right! Is your surname Wang?

The Taoist priest nodded and asked with a smile, "Where do Taoist friends know?"

Shi Ba said the poem "I'm not a crazy man" by the old man and the shore.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence that there are other monks surnamed Wang on the island. I have never written such a poem." Taoist priest.

"So, Taoist friends, is this Yuzhou Island?"

The Taoist priest smiled and asked solemnly, "Taoist friend! How do you know?"

"Is this really Yuzhou Island? What about the Taoist priest's child Wu You? Why aren't you here? I heard him tell me!"

"Wu You, a child in blue clothes? Are you joking with Taoist friends? The poor road is full of cultivation. He has always been alone and has no children.

"Uh... I'm sorry! I was wrong! Taoist friends really shouldn't have this little Taoist boy now. If he had received it now, Daotong would have become an old man in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Taoist friends talk, it's so mysterious!" Wang Taoist priest.

"Haha! There are some things you will know in the future! If it's okay, I'll say goodbye! I'm still going to find Huaguo Mountain!"

"Looking for Huaguo Mountain?" The king's Taoist priest's expression moved. I don't know what came up.

"Well... please send me out!" Shi Ba said with a big red face.

I went out and continued to look for Huaguo Mountain. After looking for a day, there was no trace. When he came to his mind to the Southern Song Dynasty, as soon as Shi Wenchang opened his eyes, he saw Wu You, a small Taoist boy in Qingyi, and Tong Zangfeng on Qingyi Avenue, standing in front of him. Before Wenchang could ask, he heard the young boy Wu You say:

"Taoist priest! Teacher, please!"

Wu You drove Shi Wenchang to the door of Dongfu in a breeze, which was still the same. It's just the size of a rabbit to get in.

"Tibetan style brother! Go and do your task today!"

There are also many players outside the cave, who have been on the island one after another. They are all repairing thatched huts nearby, waiting for the favor of immortals and giving them immortal fate. Shi Wenchang and the soul of death have been looking here intermittently for a month, but they still haven't found the legendary Cangwu Mountain.

Shi Wenchang was swept into the cave of the Taoist priest in blue and met the legendary Mr. Wang.

The decorations in the cave are concise from time to time. Several volumes of books, a futon, Taoist priest Wang still sat cross-legged in the futon to read, but the bamboo slips in his hand were replaced with threaded paper books. Taoist Wang's face is a little more mature, looking like he has changed from his twenties to his thirties, but a pair of eyes are embarrassing, as if carrying a thousand years of wind, frost and vicissitudes.

"Taoist friend, have we met before?" Seeing Shi Wenchang, Taoist priest Wang stood up to salute, and asked in the first sentence.

"I did see it!" Shi Wenchang nodded and said, "Calculations, it's almost a thousand years!"

"Do you take this to the truth?"

"Of course it's true! At that time, I was still a monkey. He looked outside your cave and was invited in by you..." Shi Wenchang told him what he experienced in the Eastern Han Dynasty yesterday like a storyteller.

The more Taoist priest Wang listened to his expression, the more surprised he became. Finally, his mouth was open for a long time and he couldn't close it.

"Are Taoist friends really monkeys of those years?" Taoist priest Wang asked respectfully, "Congratulations on your rebirth and reincarnation! We can see each other again after a thousand years. This fate is not easy! If a Taoist friend has a heart, how about being a neighbor with poor Taoism and practicing immortals together?

"Haha, Taoist friends want to make a turn! Although the poor road is a monkey thousands of years ago, the poor road is not reincarnated by the monkey, but the monkey, which is the reincarnation of the poor road several generations later.

"Taoist friends speak so mysteriously! It's as mysterious as the Taoist friends in those years!"

"It's rare to have a Taoist friend who has lived for thousands of years. Let's play a small game today!" Shi Wenchang suddenly said.

This is what the soul of death told him. The experiment is also designed by the soul of death. This time, there should be no danger.

"When my monkey's body is waiting, I will go outside the Taoist cave to disturb. I don't know how to call the door, and then the Taoist friend is willing to invite it in?"

"What do you call a Taoist friend?" The Taoist priest asked.

"Poor... gossip!"

"It turned out to be gossip Taoist friends. In this way, Taoist friends can say 'Wangling Taoist friends, poor gossip visit.'"

"Good! I'll come when I go!" Shi Wenchang said, meditated and went to the Eastern Han Dynasty to get on the monkey body of Shiba.

Shi Ba quietly left the monkey group, came to the entrance of Wangling Dongfu Cave, called the door and said, "Wangling Taoist friend! Poor gossip is coming!"

In a moment, Wang Ling, who was in a youthful state, asked Shiba when he saw it, "How do Taoist friends know my real name?"

"Ha ha! It was my Taoist friend who told me!"

"Me? When did the poor Tao tell his Taoist friends his real name?

"After a thousand years!"

"After a thousand years?" The doubt on Wang Ling's face became more and more serious.

"Do you believe Taoist friends? Whether the Taoist friends believe it or not, the Taoist friends of Wangling thousands of years later must believe it! If you don't believe it, let's wait for me to have a god and chat with you later!"

Shi Ba meditated and returned to the Southern Song Dynasty. Private chat about the soul of death and ask, "What's the next step to call the king's mausoleum thousands of years ago?"

After asking, he opened his eyes and saw that Wang Ling was also meditating. After a while, he looked at Shi Wenchang with a strange look.

"The poor road comes to mind! The next day, the gossip friend of the monkey did call the door outside my house.

"I don't know if you believe it or not?"

"Whether Wang Ling believes it or not thousands of years ago, the poor road after a thousand years must have been believed!"

"It's so good! Why don't we discuss how to make the Taoist friends of Wangling thousands of years ago also believe it.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult!" Taoist priest Wang muttered.

"It's not easy to say this, and it's not difficult to say it! As long as Taoist friends tell one or two small secrets that they will never tell to people in their lives, poor Taoism can go back to the Eastern Han Dynasty to tell these secrets to Taoist friends thousands of years ago. By the way, don't tell the secret that is too taboo, so as not to accidentally violate the taboo of Taoist friends.

"So..." The Taoist priest was meditating.

"Yes! It must be a little secret that the Taoist priest knew thousands of years ago! Otherwise, he won't understand!"

"This...it's really... it's too long, I can't remember it for a moment..." In the eyes of the Taoist priest, there were vicissitudes and confusion.