【Folk Tale】How did Zhang Guolao become an immortal? Ben is a poor porter, driving a donkey to make a living by doing some transportation all year round, coming in the wind and rain every day, and the days are very difficult. this

【Folk Tale】How did Zhang Guolao become an immortal? Ben is a poor porter, driving a donkey to make a living by doing some transportation all year round, coming in the wind and rain every day, and the days are very difficult.

On this day, he drove a small donkey and got on the road early in the morning. At noon, he came to a ruined temple. This desolate temple is empty, and the ruins of the broken walls support two broken tile houses, a dilapidated and desolate scene.

Whenever Zhang Guolao came here, he always had to rest his feet, nibble on a few mouthfuls of dry steamed buns, drink a few sips of water, and sleep for an hour, which was also a rest. He was just about to take a step when suddenly a breeze blew through, and he used a strange fragrance.

Zhang Guolao looked around, and there was only a broken temple in front of him, so he tied the donkey to a small tree in front of the temple gate, pushed open the hidden temple door, and walked in.

When he entered the door, Zhang Guo was stunned: in the ruined temple that had always been unoccupied, he actually had a large cauldron, and the smoke around the pot was bubbling with smoke. Zhang Guolao was very surprised, opened the lid of the pot to see, good fellow, what is in the pot? It turned out to be a pot of fat meat that was stewed to rot, and the aroma of the pot was drilled into the nose one by one!

Strange, who is so surprising that there is meat that is not eaten at home, but it is boiled in the temple? Zhang Guo looked around, and then went out to look, but he didn't see a single person. Could it be that the immortals manifested themselves?

I have long heard others say about the apparition of the Guandi Temple and the apparition of the Grandmother Temple, and it is difficult to believe it completely, and it is a little bit of faith to say that I don't believe it. And what was before him now forced him to believe.

He thought, if it weren't for the apparitions of the gods, who would have prepared such a delicious meal for him in this desolate wild temple? Zhang Guo couldn't manage so much, he fished out a piece of meat and tasted it, the taste was surprisingly beautiful, so he broke a branch from the small tree outside the door as chopsticks, and no matter what kind of meat it was, he devoured it. Where did he know how anxious the owner of this pot of meat was at this moment!

It turned out that not far from this temple there was an academy with a lonely teacher. He has no other hobbies every day, and spends all day pondering the way of self-cultivation and cultivation, bent on ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal.

Coincidentally, on this day he learned from the mouth of a student that in a large wasteland not far from the academy, there was often a bare-ass child playing there, this child was very short and small, but he was born white and fat, and the student was very surprised, and he did not know whose child it was.

When the gentleman heard this news, his heart was secretly happy, and he concluded that this was by no means a "child" of ordinary people, but a thousand-year-old He Shouwu who had become a fine. Because he had seen in ancient books that after He Shouwu grew underground for a thousand years, he would turn into a human form and come out and walk around, this thing is a rare treasure, rare in the world, if anyone eats this kind of he Shouwu meat, he can become an extraordinary immortal.

This was something he had dreamed of for years, and he didn't want to but should be today. This gentleman was proficient in all kinds of side doors, so he bought a lump of red silk thread and a rusty needle, put one end of the silk thread on the needle, and let the students try to stick the needle on the "child". The teacher's words were taken as holy instructions by the students, and even if they dared not listen, they completed the "task" the next day.

So, along the red thread, the gentleman found the place where this thing grew, which happened to be in the field behind the broken temple. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was waiting, the gentleman quietly dug up. Digging very deep, really dug out a fat and obese Fan He Shou Wu.

The gentleman was overjoyed and wanted to take it home, but he was afraid of being seen and revealed the sound of the wind. If you think about it, it is better to take a pot in this broken temple, and the gods will unconsciously stew and eat it, and quietly ascend to the immortals to learn the Tao.

Unexpectedly, just when he cooked He Shouwu and went back to get chopsticks, a friend came to him, saying that he was doing a happy event at home, and was anxiously waiting for him to help write a couplet. Without waiting for him to say yes, the man dragged him away. He had something in mind, but he couldn't say it, and the anxious energy in his heart should not be mentioned.

When he hurriedly finished writing the couplet to bid farewell, the friend wanted to leave him at home to drink a few cups of wine, although he was reluctant, but he was very affectionate and difficult, and he could not resign. It dragged on and on, delaying a lot of time.

The gentleman over there was anxious to fidget, but here Zhang Guolao was eating with oil in his mouth. Because of the large amount of meat in He Shouwu, Zhang Guolao's open belly was not able to finish eating. At this time, his donkey was kicking and barking outside the courtyard, and he remembered that the little donkey was still hungry. So even the pot with soup was brought out together, so that the donkey also drank a painful drink.

Zhang Guo ate the meat, and his heart was beautiful. I was about to get on my way when I saw a man hurrying toward this side. "No, 80% of this pot of meat is stewed by him!" Elder Zhang Guo hurriedly got up, untied the donkey's stiff rope, beat the donkey's whip, and prepared to slip away.

When the gentleman saw that someone had come, he rushed into the temple to have a look, and there was not a single bite left of the stewed pot of immortal meat and immortal soup! He was going crazy and chased after him when he went out.

When Zhang Guo saw that the man was chasing after him with great momentum, he whipped the donkey fiercely, and the donkey rattled on all four hooves and ran up quickly, and he rode on the back of the donkey, and his eyes were tightly fixed on the gentleman, afraid that he would catch up.

Who knew that running and running, the donkey's four hooves had already left the ground, tengyun flew up in the fog, Zhang Guo rode upside down on the donkey, only to feel that his body was as light as a swallow, walking like a swift wind, flying farther and farther, rising higher and higher.

The broken temple and the person who chased after him gradually disappeared, and now he was proud, and he did not expect to steal a pot of meat and become a living god.