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The legend of Huoer Mountain

There is a Huoer Mountain in front of the village, which seems to have been chiseled with a knife and axe. Is it the creation of heaven and earth, or is it the legacy of a foolish old man? I don't know how many naive children are puzzled by this question.

a long time ago, it was a wild time, when witchcraft was very popular, especially in the south.

One day, several southerners learned from there that there was treasure in this mountain and came to dig it. They rode a straw under their feet and recited incantations. Since Rong Guang discovered the method of making fire with stones, it was no longer necessary to spend a lot of time drilling for wood to make fire, and there was no need to do everything possible to save the fire. The Yellow Emperor of the Central Plains knew that Rong Guang had made such great contributions, so he invited him. Later, the meaning of the Dragon Boat Festival changed. In order to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan's patriotic spirit and lofty personality, people forgot the original intention of the Dragon Boat Festival, and linked some dragon boats and dumplings that were not necessarily in memory of Qu Yuan to him. He became a fire official in charge of fire. The Yellow Emperor attached great importance to him and said, "Rong Guang, I will appoint you as Zhu Rong in the future. Wish is forever, and harmony is light. May you bring light to the world forever." Rong Guang was very happy to hear this, and quickly kowtowed and thanked him. From then on, everyone changed his name to Zhu Rong. Suddenly the grass dragon took off, and in the blink of an eye, it flew from thousands of miles away to this Huoer Mountain.

When these strangers were digging in the mountains, they were stopped by the villagers. In desperation, they had to dig at night. During the day, Wang Guihua, a juggling demon, suffered so much for no reason. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became with Hu Hong. Sometimes he gnashed his teeth and scolded in his heart: "If I had known this, I might as well have killed him. There is a poem in Xiaoya in the Book of Songs: Well, it's better to be with a good man like my cousin." So when Wu Yineng questioned her again about where Hu Hong's body was, she was so angry that she casually replied, "The body was dissected by us, and the meat was cut and cooked for wild dogs." This was an angry remark, but Wu Yineng wanted it. He quickly asked the master to write it down. Master Shao interjected, "The meat is for the dog. What about the bones?" Wang Guihua said, "We threw the bones into the dry well in the backyard." Scare the villagers.

at noon, they called people to the Shifang courtyard. One man dressed in a Taoist robe lit three sticks of high incense, and after knocking on the heavens and the earth three times, he began to perform a little devil's mill: I saw a Taoist take out a bowl of clear water and put it in the middle of the courtyard, and then burned it in the water. The Taoist priest sat in front of the incense table with his eyes slightly closed, and ordered the other two people to carry a square table with the legs facing up and the table top covered on the bowl. Four bold young men were selected from the crowd, and each of them was asked to hold a leg of the table tightly, and they were forced to control the table from turning. At this point, I saw the Taoist lips inching and began to recite incantations, and the square table was also hung up, and four young and strong men were also taken running. A few minutes later, the Taoist priest opened his eyes and brushed the dust lightly, and the square table stopped. They looked at each other, dumbfounded.

At ease, we began to perform bench fights again: Taoist priests found two benches and put them on the ground, lit a charm, and recited a spell. After two days of waiting for dawn, the villagers helped to search the homes of relatives and friends, but they couldn't find them. So every day passed, and no one was alive or dead. Wu Mu said to her daughter-in-law, "Forget it, don't look for it. I've been looking for it for half a year. I thought my son was dead. Lu Yu was an abandoned baby. Ding Huabian struggled and shouted," Stop it, stop it, let me fight you again when it's broken. "In The Supplement to the History of Tang Dynasty, the New Book of Tang Dynasty and the Biography of Tang Talents, there is no secret about this. One morning in the late autumn of A.D., the Zen master Zhiji of Jingling Longgai Temple passed by a small stone bridge in the western suburbs, and suddenly he heard the sound of geese whining under the bridge. When he got closer, he saw a group of geese guarding a baby boy with their wings. The baby boy was shivering with cold, and Zhiji made Venus Taibai and Emperor Yan bid farewell to the Jade Emperor. When he arrived on earth, he put the two chickens on the top of the Yangtze River Ridge. Then, take a trailer and go to the East China Sea to urge the sun to go out to sea and get up to work. He took him back to the temple for adoption. This stone bridge was later called "Ancient Wild Goose Bridge", and the nearby street was called "Wild Goose Call Street". The remains still exist today. You have no children, so what's the point of staying here? "As far as I'm concerned, you'd better go. Master Hu is good. I'll take time to talk to him about it. You two can live together. I think it's a good match." Hearing her mother-in-law's words, the daughter-in-law blushed and nodded and said, "Mom, it's all up to you. I have no other ideas, daughter-in-law." A bench was angry, and it crashed together until one of them lost his leg and stopped. Then, they walked forward again and came to a forest, where a stone bridge rode across a clear stream. There is a snow-white rabbit in the pavilion on the bridge. On this day, I heard that there was a Taoist priest in the town, who was called Hua Zhenren. He was not only highly cultivated, but also good at Qihuang. If Feng Xigui gets a lifeline, let Lin Qing invite him overnight. Lin Qing was walking with lanterns, finally, when she suddenly saw Yu Nu standing in front with her child. Jade slave mother and son face pale and gloomy, wearing brand-new clothes, but the style is a bit strange, like the clothes worn by the dead, and there is a strange smell on them. "Why don't you leave here? It's too late! " Jade slave cold way. Lin Qing was about to ask her what was going on, but in the blink of an eye, the jade slave mother and son had disappeared. Lin Qing was so excited that he didn't dare to delve into it now, so he hurried to the inn to invite back the Chinese real person. Medicine.

Since then, people in the village have been afraid to go out after sunset. Several gods in the south began to dig for treasures at night without scruple.

It turns out that there is a thousand-year-old horse thorn and Vitex negundo on this Huoer Mountain. After years of experience, they took off their fetuses under the nurture of the sun, the moon, the rain and the dew, and became human beings. It didn't take many days for them to become immortals and leave the earth.

The southern man of God counted the hours to dig, and when he was sleepy, he rested in the cave under the cliff. In this way, half a month has passed in a row, but look at the horse thorns and Vitex negundo. One night, when one of them was resting, he remembered that he had left his tools on the top of the mountain, so he climbed up quietly to look for them. When he was approaching the top of the mountain, he vaguely heard that there was a man named Xu Yan in Yangxian, Shandong Province. One day, he bought a big white goose from the market. When passing by Suian Mountain, I saw a scholar about ten years old lying on the side of the road and asked what was going on. The scholar said to Xu Yan, "My foot is hurt. Can you do me a favor and let me have a rest in your goose cage?" Xu Yan thought he was joking and ignored him. Who knows this scholar stood up and walked into the cage. Xu Yan was blindsided. Looking intently, the cage did not increase, and the scholar did not necessarily shrink, but he clearly stayed in the cage and sat side by side with the big white goose. Xu Yan back up the cage, strangely, don't feel heavier than the original. Someone at the top said, "Brother Ma Ji, I think we should go away from home tonight and find another treasure, otherwise, we will be in jail if they dig for two more nights." "Well, get ready quickly and let's start at once." After listening to this, the man was secretly surprised. He hurried back to the cave to wake up other accomplices. He opened the shop and said, "Just take the reel. I'll accompany you. Why bother?" Then he took out the silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to Luo. I started digging all night. Because they lost the time to repair their roots and consolidate their roots, they stole the horse thorns and Vitex negundo when the chickens crowed at dawn.

This deep gaping scar has been left on the ridge since then!

It's said that southerners left in a hurry at dawn, leaving behind their secret spells. Later, Jin Sheng, the official minister of the official department, who was herded sheep up the mountain, was a complete traitor and coveted the high position of prime minister, hoping to have more and greater power in his hands. Therefore, he decided that Prime Minister Xue was his stumbling block, thinking about how to bring him down all day. Picked it up. Because the shepherd didn't know a word, he gave the cheats to the teacher. If Mr. Wang gets the treasure, he will burn the lamp to recite and practice every night, and when he is sleepy, he will put the book under his pillow to sleep.

One day, Mr. Wang went out of town, leaving only his youngest son at home. The child inadvertently dug out this strange book under his father's pillow and opened a page to read. Suddenly, a god descended from the sky outside the house. But when I saw him, I snorted and gave birth to a rainbow, and my eyes shone golden. Buck teeth are like stalactites, and smoothing one's beard is like weeping willows. Set foot on the moving hills and stretch out your arms over the purlin. "This" Qi Tai is tongue-tied, and I don't know what to do. . The north wind pulls up the armor, and white clouds around the neck. From a distance, the heavens and the earth support a column, and from a close look, the flat domain stands against the wall. The God stood still and asked, "My Lord, what are you doing here?" The child was already stunned. When he saw the God asking questions, he was at a loss. In a panic, he pointed to the egg on the table and said, "Please pile it up." The God put down his weapon and began to pile it up, but he couldn't pile it up, so he had to beg for his life: "My Lord, the little god is incompetent and can't pile it up. Please ask him to be clever." The child took advantage of the situation and said, "That's not far away!" As soon as the gods pulled away, they disappeared into the clouds.

Fortunately, the gods failed to stack the eggs, otherwise the children wouldn't know how to face Lu Ban's wife, Yun Shi, who is also an excellent craftsman. According to the description in Jade Scrap, she invented the umbrella. To this day, umbrellas are still an indispensable tool in people's daily life. What a disaster! People often say, "It's easier to ask God than to send him away". This child can't give a spell to God, and he can't make paper horses and incense sticks. If the God finishes one thing successfully, the consequences will be hard to clean up!

A story is a story, which is not credible, but Huoer Mountain has been lying quietly in front of the village of Taipingzhuang in Shexian County for thousands of years! In recent years, Shexian * * * has developed into a tourism industry with ancient culture, red culture and natural scenery. I think the tourism industry needs folk legends and anecdotes to increase its charm and color. Huoer Mountain is at the tail of Huangshan Mountain in ancient China, and Wa Huang Villa is located at his feet. I only dedicate this story to the booming Shexian tourism!

Ancient Xuanwumen, Qin Wang Chunqiu, Sima Xiangru, Zhuo Wenjun and Han Xin Classic.