The next morning, Yang Ling'er woke up early, she banged the wooden wall, and shouted loudly to the next door: "Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Get up!"

In fact, Zhang Yang didn't sleep at all, he also felt funny, this girl, in her own home, before nine o'clock, couldn't pull up, now it's only six o'clock, just urging others, it seems that tourism can fully mobilize a woman's enthusiasm.

I answered that I knew, then took out the toiletries in my bag, went to the bathroom, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. At this time, Yang Ling'er didn't know where to come back, carrying two bags of breakfast in her hand, she said excitedly: "I thought it had been more than ten years, and Aunt Cuihua in the village didn't make breakfast at home, but I didn't expect that after so many years, she was still doing it." She went on to emphasize, "It's delicious." You eat first, I'll wash my face. After speaking, he thought of something again, and added: "The filling in that yellow bun is the best." ”

"Mmmm, you go wash up!" Zhang Yang pushed her to wash, then picked up the yellow bun she just said, took a bite, and a fragrance suddenly spread to the whole body in the mouth, and couldn't help but praise, and said in his heart, with this technology, if you open a shop in the city, the business will be good.

At this time, there was a voice at the door, and I saw a middle-aged man walking in front, followed by two young people, a man and a woman, about 20 years old.

"Who are you?" Yang Ling'er stepped forward, it was obvious that she didn't know these three people.

The middle-aged man took a step forward, "You are Ling'er, you really look like your mother when she was young!

"Uncle?" Yang Ling'er remembered that her mother did have a distant cousin, and when her grandmother was alive, she also had a relationship and a cordial relationship.

"Come on, come here, this is Ling'er you have played together since childhood. The uncle pushed the two young people and said to Yang Ling'er: "This is your brother and your sister, you played together when you were young, do you remember?"

"Mmmm, remember! remember!" Yang Ling'er said happily, back then in Admiralty Village, there were two best playmates, that is, his cousin and cousin who were a few months older than him, but he was too young back then, and after leaving Admiralty Village, he lost contact, and he forgot about it under the time of time.

In his self-introduction, Zhang Yang learned that Yang Ling'er's cousin's surname is Xu, a single name is rich, and he is currently in charge of sanitation in the scenic area, and his cousin Xuzhou and cousin Xu Mingli are also working in the scenic spot.

I haven't seen him for many years, and since I was intimate, Xu Fu even asked Xu Dujuan about his current situation. After learning everything, he praised him repeatedly, laughing and saying that your mother was a strong woman when she was young, and she was also the most promising one in the village. When I heard that the two of them were here to travel, I said that it would be better to let Xuzhou and Xu Mingli be guides.

However, Zhang Yang still refused politely. On the one hand, I don't want to trouble others, and at the same time, I have to deal with some things myself, and I don't want people here to know.

After Xu Fu and the three left, the two of them had breakfast, went to the village to buy a big padlock, locked the door, and made the first stop according to Yang Ling'er's arrangement: Bailong Lake.

Bailong Lake, 3.4 kilometers away from Jinzhong Village, south of Pengshan, is in the river basin, with a water area of 3 square kilometers. The blue waves in the lake are like mirrors, and the shadows of the Lan are hanging upside down. The sparkling blue sky, the green mountains and weeping willows reflect each other, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

"The white dragon pan green mountains, weeping willows are blue waves. Ah Ling, you can take the next sentence. "Zhang Yang's poetry is prosperous.

"The lake and the sky are one, and the mandarin ducks are dancing. Yang Ling'er happened to see a pair of mandarin ducks standing on a rock in the middle of the lake, spreading their wings and dancing, so she took the next sentence. It's a little less neat, but it's appropriate.

“……”

Although the two of them are majoring in science and technology research, they also have a good foundation in literature.

In the afternoon, depart from the Drip Waterfall Scenic Area. Before leaving, Zhang Yang had a suggestion, saying that he had heard that the Yangming Daoist Hall in Jinzhong Mountain was very good, and he went to the Zhongdi Waterfall Scenic Area from here, just passing by, and he could go to see it.

Listening to Zhang Yang's proposal, Yang Ling'er remembered this Yangming Taoist Temple, saying that she had been to this Taoist Temple when she was eight years old, and it was only two kilometers away.

Speaking of this, his big eyes winked at Zhang Yang, and he was thinking in his heart, this stinky Zhang Yang's recent performance is really a bit amazing.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled at Yang Ling'er, saying yes, that soul should be the Dao Chief.

At this time, Yang Ling'er asked: "Zhang Yang, do you say that there are really ghosts and gods in this world?"

"My understanding is that the so-called ghosts are the souls of people after death. Except, of course, those who are evil. The so-called god should not exist. Most of the gods, bodhisattvas, etc. in the folklore of our country are historical figures, but they are just mythologized. Zhang Yang said seriously.

"Well, but do you say it's strange, after I returned to Dongzhen, that is, when I was ten years old, I heard that the Taoist chief had passed away, but his body after death was so lifelike that the Taoist temple couldn't bear to be buried. Later, because he couldn't withstand the pressure, he was buried two years later. It also made it to the newspapers, and some people called him a true enlightened man. Actually, he didn't die, he just went to heaven. Yang Ling'er said.

Zhang Yang sighed and said, "I see!"

"What is this?" Yang Ling'er was a little foggy.

"It's nothing, I just think it's weird. Zhang Yangxin said that he almost missed his mouth.

"Yes, I find it strange too. Yang Ling'er said.

Two kilometers, the two chatted all the way, and before they knew it, they arrived in front of the Taoist temple.

At this time, Zhang Yang found a glimmer of vision in the sky above the Taoist temple, and a crack suddenly opened in the air, sucking a white gas in the Taoist temple into it, and then immediately extinguishing it. At that time, there were tourists in front of the museum, but no one noticed this scene. Zhang Yang didn't know why he saw it, and it was probably because he broke through the Dan Dao realm.

At this moment, there was a cry in the hall, and someone was crying: "The Lord of the Audience has been feathered!

At this time, it was not clear what he was seeing, that is, the scene of a person's soul entering another dimension after death. And this soul just now is the current viewer of this Taoist temple.

It turns out that the soul is white. Zhang Yangxin said, moreover, after death, the soul does not enter another space, but is sucked into another space.

Although the difference is one word, the meaning is very different.

Although the wordless book of heaven does not say entering or inhaling, it also explains: after death, the soul of everything that is earthly is safe to leave the body, and everything that is not earthly, despite a hundredfold reluctance, the soul is also forced to enter another space by the rules of heaven and earth.

At the same time, people still really have an afterlife. The rules of heaven and earth will redistribute these souls according to the good and evil of a person in the world: first, they are re-human, divided into upper, middle, and lower, a total of three people, and then those who have done too much evil in the previous life are reduced to animals, and they are also divided into different kinds, which are divided into six animals and six birds according to cause and effect.

Originally, some tourists were about to enter the museum, but when they heard the shouting, they turned around and went out. Yang Ling'er also hugged Zhang Yang tightly and said, "Zhang Yang, let's go." ”

"Nonsense, where are the dead people. Zhang Yang's heart moved, and then said.

"But, someone was shouting just now. Yang Ling'er said emphatically.

"How is it possible, I have a soul sensor, if there is a dead person, my sensor will make an abnormal sound. But not now. Zhang Yang said, took out a box from the bag, if Yang Ling knew the reason, she would definitely say, isn't this the aura turtle you brought back from the uninhabited island? But she didn't know, and after she saw this box once, she asked Zhang Yang what it was, Zhang Yang naturally couldn't tell the truth, just casually nonsense a name: soul sensor. I didn't think about it, but today this name will come in handy.

Yang Ling'er sighed, and the whole person was obviously relaxed, "Then why would someone shout like that!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "We are engaged in scientific research, you should also know that people will fake their deaths, I guess, it must be the case." He pulled Yang Ling'er to an empty place where no one was around, and said, "Ling'er, you wait for me here, I'll go in and have a look, and I'll come out immediately." ”

Yang Ling'er nodded, she understands Zhang Yang, has a sense of justice, and is helpful, if she encounters such a thing, if she ignores it, it is really not his style.

Walking into the temple, Zhang Yang waved his hand casually, if anyone could see it, they would definitely find that in a tomb on the left side of the Taoist temple, a soul quickly floated out and fell into Zhang Yang's hands.

The cry came from the back hall, and when I entered the back hall, I saw a group of Taoist priests sitting cross-legged on the ground, and all kinds of voices continued. On the wooden collapse in the middle of them, a middle-aged Taoist priest with no breath and a withered face lay upright.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, and then chanted the words, and shouted in a low voice: Get up. Turn around and go. At this moment, another voice came: "Look, watch! Watch!

When I walked out of the gate of the temple, I probably heard the shouts in the temple, and the tourists immediately rushed to the museum. "It's a new thing, and of course I won't let it go. Someone said.

At this time, Yang Ling'er had already stepped up the steps, and she said anxiously: "Zhang Yang, I heard that the viewer here has woken up again, let's go in and have a look." ”

Zhang Yang nodded, stretched out his hand and took Yang Ling'er's hand, and the two of them entered the museum with the tourists.

Entering the back hall again, the viewer who was lying on the wooden collapse just now was already sitting on the futon, smiling and his eyes were attentive. Except for Zhang Yang, no one will know that the viewer is indeed the viewer, but he has been replaced by the previous viewer.

Seeing Zhang Yang entering, the Taoist suddenly stood up, but now it should be called the Taoist chief, strode forward a few steps to meet Zhang Yang and said: "Yangming Taoist Temple welcomes Zhang Xinshi!" After all, he just took possession of other people's bodies, and he hasn't gotten used to it all of a sudden.

"I feel sorry for the chief, you don't have to be polite, I was also passing by your place with my girlfriend. "Zhang Yang reminded you, you are feeling now.

"Thank you, Zhang Xinshi!" said with emotion.

This scene came as a surprise to two people. The Taoist priests of the Taoist temple were strange: the master was so polite to a young man, and even more surprisingly, he also knew the name of the believer.

Yang Ling'er's wonder was: Zhang Yang has never been to Jinzhong Mountain, how can the viewer here know him?