Eleven walked up to the donkey with the wooden sword and woke the boy up.

The scholar rubbed his eyes and said, "Master, why did I fall asleep?"

Eleven didn't speak, he turned his head to look at the temple behind him, which had been razed to the ground.

The bronze statue shattered and scattered to the ground.

The scholar looked in front of him and exclaimed, "Master, why did the temple collapse." ”

Eleven knocked the scholar on the head with a wooden sword and said, "Who let you fall asleep, I don't know if the temple collapsed." ”

The scholar pouted and followed behind Eleven aggrievedly, and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"

Eleven led the donkey, looked into the distance, and said, "Keep going." ”

The collapse of the temple, the words of the old monk before he died, and the wooden sword that suddenly appeared in his hand, Eleven didn't pay attention to it.

I thought this was just a small episode in his experience under the mountain, but I didn't expect that when Eleven traveled from the northwest desert to a small village in southern Xinjiang.

He found a man in a Taoist temple who was exactly the same as in his dream that day.

Eleven found the villagers and asked them who this temple enshrined.

The villager pointed to the bronze statue in the temple and replied, "This is our Zhenwu Emperor." ”

The demons in southern Xinjiang are rampant, there are often bandits and thieves coming and going, the people here have no other beliefs, and almost every household worships a Zhenwu Emperor.

That Zhenwu Emperor has his hair scattered, his feet on the spirit turtle, and a sword pinned to his waist, he is a true celestial god.

The Taoist temple came and went, and the same thing as the original temple was that the incense in this Taoist temple was also very vigorous.

Soon, Eleven found the owner of this Taoist temple.

It looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing an off-white robe, and the man's eyes immediately widened when he saw Eleven, and his face was full of disbelief.

Eleven looked at this middle-aged viewer curiously, not knowing why there was such a big reaction.

Unexpectedly, the viewer suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to Eleven.

The pious expression on the Lord's face puzzled Eleven, and there were many pilgrims around him looking in this direction.

Although this temple is not large, it is famous far and wide, and most of the pilgrims in the vicinity come here to worship.

It is said that the master of the Taoist temple is also a mysterious person, who rarely comes out usually, and there have been devout believers who have come from afar, and they have not been able to meet each other after spending thousands of gold, but those ordinary villagers can occasionally see the Taoist priest standing at the door of the Taoist temple, looking into the distance.

At this time, several familiar pilgrims couldn't help but show a trace of curiosity on their faces when they saw that the master of the Taoist temple actually bowed to a young man.

Eleven helped the middle-aged viewer up, and then asked, "Do you know me?"

The viewer babbled and couldn't speak for a long time, and then he simply pulled Eleven's sleeve and ran towards the main hall.

He pointed to the bronze statue of the Zhenwu Emperor in the center of the hall and pointed to Eleven, as if to say: You are him.

Eleven looked at the viewer, only to realize that he was a mute without a tongue.

But dumb apparently knows a lot of things that others don't know.

So he slowly took out the wooden sword that had been brought out of the temple, handed it to the mute, and asked, "Do you know this sword?"

The mute viewer looked at the wooden sword, with a strange look in his eyes, and nodded vigorously.

Just as Eleven was surprised, the mute watcher had already taken his hand and began to run inside.

The two of them quickly walked into the back courtyard of this Taoist temple, and there was a row of side rooms in the courtyard.

The mute pulled him towards a side room.

There was a tall cabinet in the wing, and a box was placed on top of the cabinet.

It took a long time for the dumb man to take the box off the cabinet.

The box was covered with dust, and I saw the dumb man pick up his sleeve and wipe it gently, and after wiping it for a long time, he carefully took out a key from his waist pocket.

Eleven stood behind him and looked funny, could there be any treasure hidden in this box.

The mute slowly opened the golden lock on the chest, and then took out a garment from inside.

The dress looked new, neat, black and white on it, with a Tai Chi pattern on the back.

The mute man held the garment in both hands and walked up to Eleven, and he handed it to Eleven with a slightly respectful expression.

Eleven looked at the mute with a puzzled look, and then put the garment on herself.

The mute returned to the main hall with Eleven.

At this time, there was no one in the main hall, and the dumb man lit three incense sticks and bowed to the bronze statue on it.

Eleven stood in the main hall, wearing that strange black and white robe, and holding a wooden sword in his hand.

For some reason, Eleven at this time actually felt that he was somewhat similar to the bronze statue above the main hall.

He looked at the bronze statue, and a strange sense of familiarity gradually rose in his heart.

I saw that the bronze statue above the main hall suddenly opened its golden eyes, just like the old monk in the temple at the beginning.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, the walls, the floor, the surrounding decorations and carvings, all moving rapidly.

Eleven found that he couldn't see the scene outside clearly, and there were only two people in the entire hall, him and the mute Taoist.

The mute Taoist priest suddenly turned around, and Eleven found that the mute Taoist priest's face had changed, becoming both strange and familiar.

"Who are you?" Eleven asked, looking at the mute Taoist.

"You should ask who you are first!" I didn't expect the mute Taoist priest to speak.

"Who am I?" After the mute Taoist priest finished speaking, Eleven actually began to lower his head, as if he was thinking about this question very seriously.

"Don't you remember who you are?" Eleven found that the mute Taoist priest was like the god on his head, his eyes were glowing with golden light, and he looked at Eleven, but his voice seemed to come from ancient time and space.

Eleven shook his head blankly: "I don't remember!"

"Wuzen Temple, Dongting Temple, you have traveled all over the three worlds, don't you really remember who you are?" The mute Taoist priest's voice was leisurely, as if there was a kind of magic that traveled through time and space.

Eleven felt that he was not talking to the mute master of this Taoist temple, but to his distant self.

"Zhenwu, wake up quickly!" the mute viewer stretched out a palm and slapped it heavily on Eleven's forehead.

Eleven had a splitting headache and woke up suddenly!

The surrounding scene returned to the Taoist temple hall again, and at this time, he was wearing the black and white Taoist robe, holding a wooden sword, and muttering in his mouth: "The Great Dao is one, one life is two, two is three, three is everything? ”

Not far away, the dumb observer was kneeling in front of the bronze statue with a golden roof and light, only to see two bright red blood tears flowing from his eyes, and he was already blind!