The search for the cultivators in the mountains did not go smoothly because the manpower of the police station was really limited, and they did not want to make too much noise and attract the attention of the Zhang Tao Criminal Police Team. Therefore, it was finally decided to go into the mountains in pairs, divided into four groups, consisting of

Lin Jinghao, Dashu, Pei Feng, and Xiao Zhang each led a team member, went up the mountain in four directions, and then gathered in the middle.

It's really like standing outside the mountain, and you don't know how big the mountain is. When you walk in, you realize that there are mountains one after another. It's really called mountains outside the mountains, and you can't see the end at a glance.

At the end of the day, we only climbed one mountain. Except for Lin Jinghao, who often climbs mountains, several other people were already so tired that their legs were shaking. The most exaggerated one was Pei Feng. In the end, it was said that he was carried down by a big piece of Li.

The first result was - 'The one who is looking for a hermit is not found.' Neither the hermit nor the hut where the hermit lives was seen.

"Lin Suo, are we going to continue going up the mountain tomorrow?" After the four groups of people gathered together, Dashu sat down directly on the ground.

"Everyone wants to find an old man with a white beard in the mountains, but in the end, they only find a tree with a crooked neck." Xiao Zhang, who usually likes to read fantasy novels and play extreme sports, also sighed.

"Thank you for your hard work today. You all should go back and have a rest. Let me handle this matter alone." Lin Jinghao couldn't bear to see his subordinates all so tired. After all, they

He was not a soldier like himself, so searching aimlessly on such a large scale was indeed like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Lin Suo, I suggest you find a mountain man to be your guide. This is better than having no goals like us." For a weak scholar like Pei Feng, he really has more than enough to climb down this time.

, it is estimated that my physical strength will not be restored within three to five days.

"You're right, looking like this is not the way to go." When Lin Jinghao mentioned the mountain people, he immediately thought of Xian Yu Shanhong. Why didn't he think of finding this mountain man to lead the way?

In the evening, I made a phone call with Xian Yu Shanhong. The two parties agreed to rent Xian Yu Shanhong's motorcycle as his guide at a price of 300 yuan a day. Shan Hong even boasted and patted his chest and said: "There is no one like him in this mountain."

Lin Jinghao should have asked him to lead the way to places he couldn't find and people he couldn't find."

After going to work the next day, Lin Jinghao sat on the back of Xian Yu Shanhong's motorcycle and entered the back mountain. As soon as he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Xian Yu Shanhong stopped, indicating that he was going to walk up the mountain.

"Where are we going?" Lin Jinghao looked around. In front of him, there was a road going up the mountain. There were messy shrubs on both sides. There was no road at all.

"Director Lin, since the hermit you are looking for is a hermit, he must be hidden in a place that is not easy to be found. I know there is a valley two kilometers ahead of here. The person you are looking for should live in these places. There

There are wild fruits and mountain springs where you can farm and catch fish, and there are many caves where you can practice spiritual practice."

As Shan Hong spoke, he walked towards the roadside in front of him on the right. He parted the bushes that were covering the area with his hands, and suddenly a winding path appeared in front of him, as if there were traces of someone walking there.

Lin Jinghao was about to admire the secrets of this mountain road when Shan Hong took the lead and walked in. As the bushes closed in, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The land was lost without a trace.

Lin Jinghao quickly followed him and entered the path. Shan Hong was waiting for him in front: "This is a place that only those of us who have lived in the mountains all year round know about it. It is difficult for outsiders to discover it."

After Shan Hong finished speaking, he turned around and continued walking forward. Two kilometers is a long distance for ordinary people, but for someone who is used to walking on mountain roads, it is just a simple daily journey.

Half an hour later, the sounds of birds and running water finally came to Lin Jinghao's ears: "Shan Hong, are you about to arrive?" Following Shan Hong, Lin Jinghao actually felt a little disadvantaged. He almost wanted to trot.

You have to get up to keep up with him. This shows how different a real mountain man is from ordinary climbers.

"Yes, Director Lin, just walk to the end of the road and then go out. But these hermits don't like to be disturbed by outsiders. They usually close the door or hide somewhere else when they see someone, so you'd better not be scared."

They are gone."

"No Shanhong, if everyone runs away, how can I ask them questions?" Lin Jinghao became a little anxious when he heard that these people were not even willing to open the door.

"Just follow me later. You can ask again when I knock on the door." Shan Hong looked confident. Judging from his appearance, he must have done his homework first.

Finally, when we reached the end of the path, there was still a bush blocking the view. Shan Hong stretched out his hand to separate the bushes, and another scene appeared in front of him.

A small stream flows through, and up the stream is a quiet valley. As you approach the valley, you see green grassland in front of you, and the air is cool and fresh. On both sides of the valley, there are mountains and mountains. When you look up, you can only see a curved line.

There are blue sky and white clouds, and several goshawks are flying in the sky.

In the middle of the valley, he saw a hut at a glance. It was small and the wooden door was closed. Lin Jinghao walked up and was about to knock on the door when Shan Hong stopped him.

"I'll come," Shan Hong stopped Lin Jinghao behind him.

"Bang, bang, bang," a sound seemed to come from inside the house, but no one came out to open the door.

"Yes..." As soon as Lin Jinghao's voice came out, he was immediately stopped by Shan Hong's eyes.

"Buddha Infinite Life!" Shan Hong suddenly recited a Taoist colloquial language. Lin Jinghao looked at Shan Hong. Before he could figure out the situation, the wooden door creaked open, and an elderly man with gray hair in Taoist robes appeared at the door.

Taoist nun.

"Who are you looking for?" The Taoist nun is not afraid of two strangers. Maybe for her, life and death are already known, so why should she be afraid of two men who don't seem to be bad?

"Master, we are looking for a middle-aged man in his forties. He should have been living in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years. Have you ever seen him?" Shan Hong stepped aside, and Lin Jinghao quickly took the time to ask.

"Donor, basically all the people in this valley are women. You have come to the wrong place." The old Taoist nun glanced at Lin Jinghao and replied.

"Do you know where the male practitioners live?" Shan Hong's local accent immediately aroused the old Taoist nun's affection.

"Little donor, since the people you are looking for have been left behind for more than ten years, why do you need to look for them again?" said the old Taoist nun.

After finishing, he was about to close the door, but Lin Jinghao immediately reached out to block the door.

"Master, can you understand the mood of an old father who is about to die of illness and wants to see his child for the last time?" As soon as Lin Jinghao finished saying this, even Shan Hong was shocked, and he immediately made a very serious look.

Comes with a pained expression.

The old Taoist nun's hand stopped closing the door. She hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Because of the heavy yin energy in our mountain, most of the practitioners are female monks. There should be many male monks in their forties.

On the mountainside of Bulao Peak at an altitude of 1,500 meters, you can go there to look for them." After the old Taoist nun finished speaking, she glanced at Lin Jinghao's hand holding the door, and Lin Jinghao immediately withdrew his hand.

"Thank you, Master," Shan Hong hurriedly clasped his hands together and thanked him.

The wooden door was closed again, and after the two of them walked a hundred or two hundred meters, Lin Jinghao couldn't help but ask: "Shan Hong, didn't you realize that you really have two hands? You actually know Taoist things?"

"Director Lin, please stop making fun of me. This is the trick my grandfather told me. He said that when you see a hermit's hut in the mountains, you should first pay attention to the sign on the house. When you meet a Buddhist practitioner, knock on the door and ask for a recitation.

Amitabha'; Encountering the Tao

Practitioners who practice at home must recite 'Immeasurable Life Buddha'. Otherwise, they will not open the door to you." Being praised by Lin Jinghao in person, Shan Hong was a little excited. He smiled awkwardly at first, and then...

He looked proud.

After walking a few steps forward, Shan Hong suddenly looked back at Lin Jinghao and said, "I didn't expect Director Lin to lie, and he didn't even blink." Shan Hong looked at Lin Jinghao and laughed evilly.

Lin Jinghao felt unnatural.

"What do you, a kid, know? This is called wisdom out of haste, a white lie. Do you understand?"

Shan Hong was obviously in a good mood today: "Of course I understand, this is what grandpa said, 'the end justifies the means'. Even if I beat you or scold you, it is actually for your own good, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's what I mean." Seeing Shan Hong starting to walk back in front, Lin Jinghao could only muddle along awkwardly from behind.

Walking out of the path again, it was almost noon. The two found Shan Hong's motorcycle hidden on the roadside.

"Director Lin, I'm going back first. We'll go into the mountains tomorrow. Remember to settle the accounts together then!" Shan Hong said, pushing the motorcycle and getting ready to leave.

"No, it's only noon, let's just forget it today?" Lin Jinghao glanced at the sky. He was also planning to work hard and find a few more places today.

"Director Lin, Immortal Peak is very big and very high, okay? There are many valleys inside, and we don't know which valley we are in now. If we go there now, I'm afraid we won't be able to come back after dark." Shan

Hong had already thrown his butt onto the seat of the motorcycle.

"Shan Hong, if you leave now, then I will only pay you for half a day! The master didn't say that he must be on the Immortal Peak. Is there any other place where you can live in seclusion in this mountain?

You have to take me to have a look. If it’s in this mountain, wouldn’t we have to go somewhere else tomorrow?”
Chapter completed!