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Chapter 17: Encountering a Mouse and Obtaining the Way (2)

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  These eight figures, Cha Wenbin also recognized, but this made him feel interesting, why? The eight trigrams on the bell were actually painted with the Eight Immortals.

  Perhaps even children can tell which eight immortals? Today, most people's stories about the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea refer to: Iron Crutch Li, Zhongli Quan, Zhang Guo Lao, Lan Caihe, He Xiangu, Lü Dongbin, Han Xiangzi and Cao Guojiu. The stories of these eight people have been written into books or plays, and people are already accustomed to calling them the Eight Immortals.

  Few people know that there is another group of Eight Immortals, and the ones commonly known among the people are Lü Dongbin and others. However, in some very particular Taoist sects, they are Gong Cheng, Li Er, Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Daoling, Zhuang Junping, Li Bubai, Fan Changsheng, and Mr. Erzhu. The legend of the Eight Immortals of Shu appeared early in the Jin Dynasty. In his book "Shu Ji", Zuo Si recorded the process of these eight immortals achieving enlightenment in the land of Ba-Shu, and called them the Eight Immortals of Shu. Who is Gong Cheng, the first one mentioned? He was Laozi Li Er's teacher. Laozi was a fellow student with him under the Three Pure Ones' ancestors. What kind of person was his teacher? Zhang Daoling and Dong Zhongshu were also real people who founded various Taoist sects.

  So, the weight of these eight immortals in Shu is far greater than that of Lü Dongbin and other folk legends. Each of them left behind classic and foundational Daoist works, such as Rongcheng Gong's "Rongcheng Yindao" in 26 volumes, Laozi's "Daodejing", and Erzhuzhen who practiced both Buddhism and Daoism, while Li Babai was a man from the Western Zhou period in Shu, said to have lived for 800 years, hence his nickname.

  Cha Wenbin was both amazed and perplexed when he first saw this thing, wondering how such an object had appeared in his home. This village in northwest Zhejiang is a remote and secluded place, where birds don't even fly over to leave droppings. When did this thing arrive at their house? The small bell's craftsmanship was exquisite, but it looked very old, perhaps left behind by Ma Suifeng before he passed away. Yet, he had never heard his master mention anything about the Eight Immortals of Sichuan.

  Looking at the mysterious bell, Cha Wenbin saw that the white-tailed mouse was still wandering on the ground and asked: "Brother Mouse, where did you get this bell from?"

  The old mouse turned around twice on the ground, seemingly uninterested in responding to Zha Wenbin's words. He laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "It's also a rush of foolishness, can mice understand? I reckon it was stolen from some grave..."

  "Squeak, squeak, squeak" The old mouse made another circle on the ground, then glanced at Zha Wenbin and suddenly ran out of the house. Just as it had run out, it turned around and rushed back to Zha Wenbin, calling out to him. Like this, Zha Wenbin hurriedly got up from bed, wondering if this old mouse really wanted to take him somewhere?

  Following the few mice, Cha Wenbin arrived at his own courtyard. This house was one he had renovated not long ago. In the past, Ma Suifeng was a carefree wanderer who lived with Cha Wenbin in a place that wasn't much better than a cowshed. The mouse came to the center of the courtyard and kept turning around. There was a six-sided well there, which had been there for a very long time. When Cha Wenbin renovated the house, he had thought about burying it, but since the water in the well was sweet and never dried up all year round, he left it as is. After the mouse wandered around the edge of the well twice, it climbed down into it. This made no sense to Cha Wenbin - wasn't this...? Unexpectedly, after a while, the mouse climbed back out of the well. This time, Cha Wenbin saw clearly that although the wall of the well was covered in moss, there were large gaps between the stones. The mouse hadn't fallen to the bottom of the well but had disappeared halfway down. His first reaction was that there must be a hole somewhere in the well?

  He went back to the house, found a rope and tied it to the peach tree in the yard. Cha Wenbin tied the rope and went down into the well. As expected, after less than three meters, he found an opening that was just big enough for one person to squeeze through, which was beyond his expectation. The mouse was jumping back and forth at the entrance of the hole, and when it saw Cha Wenbin coming down, it slipped inside. Cha Wenbin thought to himself, "Is it calling me to go in too?"

  He wasn't actually an adventurous person, but the bell had a huge impact on him. He looked back at the blackness of the wellhead and still turned around to crawl in. His hands held a lighter, this opening could only let him crawl forward on all fours, this opening was like a tunnel that twisted and turned, but since entering the cave, Zha Wenbin hadn't seen that old mouse again.

  In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Cha Wenbin felt that he had reached the bottom. The space seemed quite empty, about the size of a room. Looking at the bottles and jars on the ground, some buried in the soil, others already broken, Cha Wenbin realized that his house was probably built on top of an ancient tomb. The tomb chamber was not large, with a vaulted ceiling made of blue bricks, several of which had already collapsed. In the center of the tomb chamber was a coffin half-buried in the soil, its color indistinguishable, and the wood severely rotten. Next to the coffin was a human-shaped thing that had rotted into white bones. At first, Cha Wenbin thought it was also a buried person, but when he walked over, he found that the thing didn't seem like human bones because its skeleton was much larger than normal.

  This isn't human? Zha Wenbin crouched down to carefully examine the skeleton, associating its body shape and the remaining bit of fur on its head with something: a mountain goblin!

  There are many rumors about the mountain ogre in China, this powerful and seemingly human-like beast is also called a wild man. The most common sightings are in the Sichuan-Shaanxi region, but it has never been heard of in western Zhejiang.

  "Huh", Cha Wenbin lowered his head to take a look, and on the left chest of the skeleton, there was actually a flying knife stuck in it. He carefully removed the flying knife and examined it carefully, feeling that this knife seemed familiar, just like Master Ma Suifeng's. Indeed, when he carefully wiped the flying knife, a faint "Ma" character appeared on the dagger. Cha Wenbin's heart was "thumping" as if he had knocked over a bottle of five flavors, wondering how Master's flying knife would appear here?

  A string of questions began to form in his mind, when did Ma Suifeng come here? And why did he kill this mountain goblin? How could he have never heard him mention it before? Thinking about what he said with Shifu at the grave today, tonight this old mouse brought himself here, could it be that Shifu had arranged for something to happen and wanted to tell him something?

  Cha Wenbin immediately began searching the small area, and in the coffin there was a rotten skeleton with only thigh bones left. Everything here seemed to be just an ordinary ancient civilian tomb, except for the mountain demon remains and this flying knife, there were no other valuable clues.

  "Squeak, squeak, squeak", at this time the white-tailed mouse came out from another corner again. It seemed to be not afraid of Cha Wenbin at all. After circling around his pant legs twice, the mouse jumped onto the remains of Shan Gui and then jumped up and down twice before standing still with its paws clasped together in a gesture of prayer.

  "Brother Mouse, you want me to worship this mountain goblin?"

  The old mouse touched its whiskers, and to Chá Wénbīn's surprise, it nodded in the same way as a human. Then, with a burst of energy, it jumped onto Chá Wénbīn's pants and scurried up his leg until it reached his hand, where it sniffed at the bell nonstop. After that, it flipped over again and fell back onto the mountain spirit's body.

  This mouse's performance Zha Wenbin didn't know what kind of trick it was playing, so he asked: "Are you saying that this bell is the mountain goblin's?"

  The old mouse nodded after hearing, but immediately it started shaking its head, constantly jumping back and forth between Cha Wenbin and the mountain goblin, leaving Cha Wenbin bewildered.

  Here is the translation:

  Seeing that there was really no clue here, Cha Wenbin was about to leave when the white-tailed mouse suddenly bit his pants. Unfortunately, its body wasn't strong enough to hold onto Cha Wenbin, and it ended up rolling around on the ground, only able to squeak "squeak" in distress.

  Zha Wenbin, who didn't want to get entangled with it, patiently said: "Brother Mouse, I really have to go now. My friend is still waiting for me to save his life."

  The mouse then knelt down on the ground towards the remains of the mountain goblin, and surprisingly began to kowtow in a human-like manner. After knocking its head twice, it rushed towards Cha Wenbin and cried out. This time, Cha Wenbin understood what was going on, and asked: "Are you telling me to worship it?"

  "Squeak, squeak, squeak" The old mouse nodded non-stop with a happy look on its face. Cha Wenbin furrowed his brow and thought something was off. This mountain spirit must have been killed by Master, so why would this mouse want him to worship it? Suddenly, he remembered his own origins. Ma Suifeng had once told him that he was adopted, but never said where he was from.

  But Cha Wenbin still came into contact with society, and at that time there was a rumor about an old Taoist who picked up a baby in an old tomb. He had heard of it before, but he was born to be calm and kind, and when others teased him about this when he was young, he never argued. Suddenly, Cha Wenbin's mind flashed back to a scene: a tall, black-haired mountain goblin holding a baby hiding in an old tomb, a Taoist with a seven-star sword flashing his flying knife, the mountain goblin falling to the ground instantly, the baby being taken away by the Taoist, and a small bell remaining in the mountain goblin's hand, which was pulled down from the baby's arms at the moment of its death...

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