Let's talk about this rare matter in the northeast. This happened in the south of our village, and there was a little clever ghost named Xiaohu. Don't look at his age, he is a thief. That day, Xiaohu was grazing cattle outside the village, and the cows were eating deliciously, and he was in a panic, looking around. Suddenly, he saw a colorful door popping out of thin air on the mountainside, and the door was like a fairy cave on the New Year's painting. Xiaohu wondered in his heart: What is this? As soon as his curiosity came up, he threw the ox rope and ran to the door.
Zhang San next to him saw it and thought: This kid, what kind of moth do you have to do, I have to follow, don't make any trouble. So, Zhang San quietly followed behind Xiaohu, and the two of them went straight to the door one after the other. It's strange to say, the door looks close, and you can't get there. Xiaohu ran faster and faster, and finally trotted up, and Zhang San also chased after him, but he couldn't catch up.
Zhang San was so tired that he was panting, and with a flower in front of him, the door actually opened! Xiaohu rushed in, and Zhang Sanyan was quick and rushed in. Hey, as soon as they entered, their eyes were straight. Inside the clouds and mist, the cranes are dancing, and the Qionglou Yuyu is like the fairyland in the painting. Xiaohu's eyes were straight, he touched it here and there, completely forgetting that he was still in the world. Zhang San was also stunned, thinking: Isn't this really a fairy?
The two of them were having a good time, when suddenly, fairy music sounded, and a group of fairies floated in. They are all as beautiful as paintings, and Xiaohu and Zhang San are stupid. The fairies circled around Xiaohu a few times, chattering, Xiaohu didn't understand, but looking at the posture, eighty percent was praising him. Zhang San was so anxious in his heart, he thought: Why can't this good thing be my turn? He tried to come forward, but the fairies ignored him as if they didn't see him.
Zhang San was anxious, and stretched out his hand to pull Xiaohu, but as soon as his hand touched the fairy's clothes, it was like an electric shock, and he screamed in pain. At this moment, the door opened again, and Xiaohu seemed to be attracted by some force, and walked back step by step. Zhang San was anxious and shouted: "Xiaohu, wait for me!" But Xiaohu didn't seem to hear it, and walked away without looking back. Zhang San wanted to chase after him, but the door shrank smaller and smaller, and finally closed with a "whoosh". Zhang San was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He rubbed his eyes, and looked at it again, there was no fairyland, and there was a barren mountain in front of him. He touched his hot red hand, the grievance in his heart, but there was no place to vent.
This matter quickly spread in our village. Xiaohu, this kid, some people say that he bumped into a fairy and got a fairy fate; Some people also say that it is the light door that can lead to other worlds, and Xiaohu accidentally broke in; Others say that it may be a ghost trick played by a monster to fool people. But no matter what you say, after that, Xiaohu is like a different person, smart and clever, and he learns everything quickly. Zhang San, who is still so virtuous, has nothing to do all day long, and travels around.
People in the village say that this is fate, some people are born with blessings, and some people are in vain no matter how much they toss. Word spread about it, and some people said that the light gate would occasionally appear, but no one dared to touch it. After all, who knows what the hell is behind it, what if it's a man-eating monster? So, it's better to farm and herd cattle at home. This matter spread in the village, and everyone talked about it. That idle man Zhang San, since the Guangmen incident, has been like losing his soul, chattering all day long, and blowing about the adventure of the day when he sees people. But who believes him? They all think he is making it up and wants to be famous.
But one day, a Taoist priest came to the village, who looked quite immortal, not like mortals. When the Taoist priest heard about Xiaohu and Zhang San, he found them, saying that he wanted to see what the light gate was. Xiaohu was naturally willing, thinking that this Taoist priest might be able to solve the doubts in his heart. Although Zhang San didn't know the bottom in his heart, he also wanted to see if this Taoist priest could give him an explanation. So, the three of them went together to the place where the light gate appeared.
The Taoist priest looked at it carefully, pinched his fingers again, and his face immediately sank. He sighed and said to the two of them, "This gate of light is actually a gateway to the immortal world. However, not everyone can enter this fairy world, only those who are determined and blessed can enter. When Xiaohu heard this, he understood in his heart, and dared to feel that he had hit a big luck that day. What about Zhang San, the regret in his heart, thinking that he didn't have that blessing?
The Taoist priest continued: "This gate of the fairy realm is only opened once in a hundred years, and the time of opening is uncertain each time. If you can meet it, it can be regarded as fate. After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Xiaohu hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Dao Chief, will I be able to see that immortal realm again in the future?" The Taoist priest smiled slightly and said: "Fate is determined, if you don't change your mind, blessings will come." After saying that, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.
Besides, Zhang San, this old guy is also old and has become the laughing stock of the village. He always likes to brag to young people about his adventures in his youth, but everyone thinks he is a braggart king, and no one believes him. One day, a mysterious stranger came to our village, saying that he was looking for Xiaohu. As soon as Xiaohu glanced at that person, he felt that he was extraordinary, not an ordinary person. The man told Xiaohu that he was a messenger from the fairy world, and he specially came to invite Xiaohu to go to the fairy world. When Xiaohu heard this, he was so excited that he almost didn't stand firm, so he quickly packed his luggage and followed the messenger.
When our villagers heard about this, they were very envious. They ran to Zhang San's house one after another, wanting to hear what he thought. Zhang San shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Alas, this is all fate." People have that blessing, why can't I touch it? With that, he turned and went back to the house.
Xiaohu followed the messenger to the fairy world, the place is really as beautiful as a painting, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the cranes are flying, the Qionglou Yuyu is beautiful. He met many legendary immortals and learned a lot of immortal arts. In the days of the fairy world, Xiaohu lived a full and happy life. But no matter how good the fairy world is, it is not a long-term solution. The messenger told Xiaohu that he could only stay in the fairy world for three days, and after three days, he would have to return to the world. Although Xiaohu was reluctant, he also understood the rules, so he didn't say much.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the messenger returned to the world with Xiaohu. When he returned to the village, he found that our village had changed a lot. It turned out that during the time he left, a new village chief came, and he led everyone to develop the economy and improve their lives, and the village became richer and richer. Although Xiaohu is a little disappointed, he is also happy about the changes in the village. He found the new village chief and told him everything he had seen and heard in the fairy world. After hearing this, the village chief was full of emotion and said, "Xiaohu, you are really lucky this time." However, we also have to cherish the current life and strive to make the village a better place. Xiaohu nodded in agreement. Since then, he has worked hard with the new village chief to contribute to the development of the village.
As for Zhang San, although he is still the same, he is very relieved to see that the village is getting better and better. Time is like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, Xiaohu is almost 100 years old. He is still mentally strong and physically tough. He often thinks back to his days in the fairy world, and his heart is full of emotion and nostalgia. But he knew that was a thing of the past. The most important thing now is to cherish the people in front of you and do what is in front of you. In the end, Xiaohu spent his old age peacefully in the village. As soon as the old brother left, the people in our village were lively, so they built a temple and offered him up. Zhang San, the old boy, was not idle, and he followed after a while. Before leaving, he said to his children and grandchildren: "We haven't made any famous names in our lives, but watching our village get better day by day, the beauty in my heart is gone." "As soon as Xiaohu left, the incense in the temple in our village was very prosperous, and everyone came to ask for blessings, hoping that their family could also produce a blessed and learned person like Xiaohu.
Zhang San's descendants, although they did not make a fortune like Xiaohu, but they lived a down-to-earth life, and passed on the Zhang family's diligence and simplicity. In the year when Xiaohu left, something strange happened in our village. That evening, when the sky was as clear as nothing, suddenly there were dark clouds and thunder, and everyone was so frightened that everyone hid in the house. At this moment, a bright light rose from the mountain behind our village, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. Everyone was terrified, and they didn't know what the sign was.
At this moment, the light slowly dissipated, and a melodious bell rang from the other side of the mountain behind, resounding through the valley. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, you're all stunned. At this moment, a young man ran back from the back mountain and said breathlessly: "Back mountain... The temple is out of the back mountain! I saw with my own eyes, the temple was shining with golden light, and there were two golden armor gods standing at the door! As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately fried the pot. Everyone took the guy's business and followed the young man to the back mountain.
Sure enough, a temple really appeared on the top of the back mountain, and the momentum, that was called a spectacular, as if it had fallen from the sky. Everyone knelt in front of the temple and asked the gods to bless our village with safety. At this moment, the door of the temple slowly opened, and an old man with white hair walked out of it. The old man was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and he looked like a tall man. The old man smiled and said to everyone: "Folks, don't panic. This temple was given by the fairy world, specifically to protect our village. If there is anything difficult in the future, come to the temple for help, and naturally there will be gods to help. When everyone heard this, they were so happy that they all kowtowed in thanks. The old man said, "However, although this temple is good, someone must watch it." I think there is a young man in our village, who is determined and has a good character, and is best suited to guard the temple. With that, the old man pointed to a young man in the crowd. That young man is Xiaohu's grandson, called Xiaohuzi.
When Xiaohuzi heard that he had been selected to be the guardian temple, he was so excited that tears were about to come out. He knelt in front of the old man and solemnly vowed to take care of the temple and bring peace and blessings to our village. Since then, Xiaohuzi has become the patron saint of the temple. He stood guard in front of the temple every day, rain or shine. When something difficult happened in our village, he was always the first to rush to the temple for help, and the gods in the temple always appeared in time to help our village tide over the difficulties. Time, what an old man who waits for no one, in a blink of an eye, decades of time slip away. Our little tiger, the hairy boy back then, is now gray-haired and has become an old man. But his energy has not changed, and he has been guarding the temple, just like the patron saint of the village. The village has also become more and more prosperous because of the blessing of the temple.
But just when Xiaohuzi was about to leave, our village had another big event. That year, a fire suddenly broke out in the surrounding mountains and forests, and the fire was like crazy, and it seemed that it was about to burn into our village. The villagers panicked like ants on a hot pot and didn't know what to do. At this moment, Xiaohuzi stepped forward and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone! Let's go to the temple and ask the gods for help! With that, he led a group of villagers to the temple.
When they reached the temple, the god had already appeared, and with a magic weapon in his hand, he waved it at the fire, and the fire was extinguished in a flash. The villagers were so happy, as if they were celebrating the New Year, and they knelt down to thank the gods. Xiaohuzi watched this scene, and his heart was also mixed. He knew that his limit was approaching, but he also knew that he had not lived in vain in his life, and had completed the mission of guarding the village and the temple. He smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and left this world peacefully.
After Xiaohuzi left, the villagers specially erected a statue of him in front of the temple in order to commemorate his exploits. The statue is vivid, and it looks like Xiaohuzi himself, still guarding the temple and the village there. Since then, the villagers have a deeper respect for the temple, and often go to the temple to pray and worship, hoping that the gods will continue to bless the village with peace and prosperity.
The temple has also become the most important landmark in the village and a sacred place in the hearts of the villagers. This is the end of the story of the children in our village entering the fairyland. Although it sounds a bit mysterious, the truth in it is deep. It tells us that fate and opportunity sometimes go hand in hand; As long as we cherish the people in front of us, do what we do well, and maintain a kind and firm heart, then a good day awaits us.