Chapter 72: Two Paths

As the sun sets, the West Lake in the evening reveals a different style.

A woman wearing a baseball cap and a mask walks alone on the embankment of a lake.

The fan bat shirt and white pencil pants are worn on her body, which looks extremely slim and outlines a graceful figure comparable to that of a model, which attracts the attention of many passers-by.

"Where are you going next?" the woman muttered to herself, a pair of peach blossom eyes exposed outside the mask showing a little dazed.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated and a beautiful ringtone was heard.

"Mood", a song that was quite popular five years ago, is known as the debut song of the most promising cutting-edge singer-songwriter Yu Bing in recent years, and it is also her most well-known representative song.

The pedestrians on the side of the road felt a little familiar after hearing the melody, and after thinking for a while, they couldn't help but show a little nostalgic look on their faces.

After so many years, there are countless divine comedies that have emerged in the middle, and now there are still people who set this song as a mobile phone ringtone?

"The original "Mood", the mood of longing to sing, has become a thing of the past, and it can never be found again. The woman frowned bitterly, casually refused to answer the phone and pressed power off.

Yes, she is the popular female singer Yu Bing in the music world.

Today she came to Suzhou and Hangzhou City to catch up with a commercial performance announcement, and during the afternoon rehearsal, when Yu Bing held the microphone, she couldn't make a sound.

You can talk normally, but you just can't sing!

Yu Bing, who has been praised by many media as a perfect voice, can't sing anymore?

The agent, who was so anxious that he was about to collapse, sent Yu Bing to the hospital on the spot.

The results of the hospital examination were clear and there were no physical diseases or disorders.

In this regard, Yu Bing didn't seem to be surprised at all, she secretly ran out of the hospital without telling her agent, and wandered aimlessly on the street.

Unconsciously, Yu Bing walked further and further, and when she came back to her senses, she was standing at the foot of a mountain.

Orange-red fiery clouds hang in the sky, connecting with the mountain, which is particularly magnificent.

Inexplicably, Yu Bing had an urge to climb the mountain to take a look.

After walking a few steps along the road into the mountain, two forks in the road appeared in front of me.

One is a slightly wide road with potholes and no cement or asphalt.

At the entrance to the road, there is a fence that says "Construction ahead, no traffic".

"In such a remote mountain, is the road being built to develop tourism?" Yu Bing thought secretly.

Turning his gaze to another path, the path that only allowed two or three people to walk side by side was much smoother, although it was not watered.

Yu Bing, who was born in the countryside, immediately saw that this kind of road was completely stepped on by pedestrians for many years.

At the intersection of the trail, there is a sign made of bamboo, which reads, "Heaven and Earth View, please follow this."

"Is there a Taoist temple on this mountain?" Yu Bing was a little surprised.

Nowadays, almost all the temples and Taoist temples that are active in the eyes of people have become tourist attractions, and people come and go constantly, where are they hidden in such deep mountains and old forests.

"Just go up and have a look, there's nowhere else to go anyway!" Yu Bing smiled reluctantly.

The trail is winding and remote, and it's hard to walk and, most importantly, it's easy to get lost in the surroundings with almost identical surroundings.

Fortunately, on this trail, almost every other distance, there is a sign.

Some of these signs, large and small, are made of wood, some are made of cardboard, and some are carved into the rocks on the side of the road.

Based on the handwriting and style of painting, it is not difficult to see that these signs should be made by different people.

"Could it be that there are pilgrims in this Taoist temple, and these signs are all made by the pilgrims themselves?" Yu Bing's mind instantly jumped into such a possibility.

In such a remote mountain forest, there are at least hundreds of signs before and after, what kind of magical Taoist temple should be to make so many pilgrims so attentive?

In an instant, Yu Bing felt that the path under his feet had turned into a pilgrimage road.

About forty or fifty minutes later, Yu Bing gasped slightly, and a hint of joy appeared on her beautiful face.

The mask had been taken off and stuffed into her pocket when she entered the mountain, and in such a deserted place, there was no need to worry about being recognized.

"I didn't expect that there is really a Taoist temple on this mountainside!" Yu Bing muttered.

On the mountainside, there is a flat open space, and on top of it sits a Taoist temple.

At the entrance of the Taoist temple, a verdant tree can be vaguely seen, and the branches and leaves are swaying, which makes people feel calm.

And what connects the footpath with the open space in front of the Taoist temple is a step like the road to the sky!

The cyan steps are neat and beautiful, at first glance they look like pieces of green jade paved, carved with shallow cloud patterns, but the fairy is not flashy.

Yu Bing has been to many well-known temples and Taoist palaces, and in terms of scale and appearance, it is definitely enough to kill this heaven and earth view in seconds.

But the steps in front of her made her deeply shocked, and she couldn't find anything comparable from her memory.

"Maybe that's what the legendary Immortal Dojo looks like, right?" Yu Bing said with emotion.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Bing slowly raised his foot and gently stepped on the first bluestone step.

On the ground, like a blue light and clouds, a scene appeared in front of Yu Bing's eyes.

It was probably more than 10 years ago, in a cramped rental house.

Xiao Yubing, who was about six or seven years old, sat at the dining table, shaking her legs happily.

Her eyes were closed, and her hands were clasped to her chest praying for something.

In front of her, a birthday cake was placed.

After making a wish, Xiao Yubing blew out the candle.

With a mysterious face, Dad took out a rather huge gift box and handed it to Xiao Yubing with a smile.

Xiao Yubing, who was looking forward to it, quickly opened the gift box with the help of her mother.

The gift box opened, and inside it was a guitar case.

Xiao Yubing's face was dimpleed, and she affectionately plucked her father's face.

When I opened the guitar case, there was a brand-new acoustic guitar that was comparable to Xiao Yubing's height.

With Yu Bing's second step, the picture in front of him changed abruptly.

Yu Bing, who was a few years older, held the guitar and played the score jerkily with both hands.

The performance was a little clumsy, but Yu Bing's face was full of intoxication, and he was still singing something in cooperation.

The picture changes again.

Yu Bing held the guitar and stood on the side of the road to play.

There were very few passers-by who stayed, but Yu Bing didn't care at all, and kept playing and singing.

The youthful smiling face is full of enthusiasm for music.

The next second.

Yu Bing was still holding the guitar, but the environment became an empty room.

In front of her, sat a row of judges.

At the end of the song, the judges clapped their hands.

When she came out of the room, she had an extra signing contract in her hand.

Forthwith.

The stadium was full of tens of thousands of people.

The glow sticks and support cards are like a sea of colorful light, and in the center of the sea of light, Yu Bing under the spotlight is full of energy.

Yu Bing at that moment was very happy.