Chapter 201: The Sycamore Tree
It was so dark that I could barely see my fingers.
Everyone followed the person holding the torch in the front in the dark, silently moving forward.
This moment is a struggle between man and nature.
The world of darkness is like chaos.
Suddenly, like the sword of creation, the dazzling light will shine the whole world,
People's eyes clearly reflected the fleeting thunder that plunged down from the sky, and their hearts were shocked.
And then "boom rumble······ The sound exploded above the heavenly dome, and the sound was left in the mortal world, echoing back and forth among the mountains.
"Bang Bang Bang"
Three or two bean-sized drops of rain fell and fell on the ground, on the car, on people's faces.
Thousands of raindrops then fell from the lead cloud and fell to the ground, causing countless splashes, and the first torches were extinguished by the violent rain.
Lost direction.
The convoy came to a standstill, and the people began to panic.
"Bang Bang Bang Bang ······"
In the carriage, Zhou Yang watched the tarpaulin above his head gradually get wet with the rain, and reached out to take out a large black umbrella for backup.
On the other side, the little dragon girl sat there with a serious face, where was she still a little drunk.
Zhou Yang opened the curtain, and suddenly the wind swept the rain in his face.
"Woo~"
The pouring rain eventually failed to get in, and an invisible barrier like curved glass kept them out.
The narrow mountain road became wet and slippery, and the men in the caravan were soaked with their clothes.
But the goods on the car were covered with rain cloths.
"At most, more than 300 meters in front is the Guandi Temple, everyone cheers up!"
Dai Baojian's voice was extremely high, as if it was shouted through a loudspeaker, piercing through the layers of rain and echoing through the caravan.
He walked at the front of the caravan, holding a pearl the size of a fist and radiating red, and it was shadowed in the rain.
"There's really a big temple."
After turning an intersection, Zhou Yang saw through the deep darkness and rain curtain with eagle eyes, and saw the temple on the top of the mountain that covered a large area.
If it is said to be a temple, it can almost be regarded as a palace.
Standing alone on the top of the mountain, it seems very lonely.
This short journey, after walking for more than ten minutes, the convoy arrived in front of the Guandi Temple.
Outside the temple wall, there is a wide square, because of the disrepair, the brick cracks spread wildly growing wild grasses and wild flowers, and at this time it was also hit by the wind and rain and lay on the ground, unable to raise its head.
Under the command of the steward and the dart head, forty-seven carts arrived one after another, and gradually gathered in the open space of the square.
"Squeak Squeak······"
The nails on the door were rusty, and the brass lock had been stolen.
Pushing the door made a 'squeak' sound from being in disrepair, and I don't know how long it had been since no one came.
The people in the caravan, one by one, seemed to be wound up, under the command of Health and Dai Baojian, endured the heavy rain on their bodies, and quickly carried the goods on the carriage to the main hall.
Zhou Yang also got out of the carriage with Doudou and opened the big black umbrella.
The little dragon girl followed, standing under the umbrella, and the two walked towards the temple gate.
Above the gate, a plaque hangs high, from top to bottom, the book has: Guandi Temple three big characters, quite charming.
Originally, there were couplets on both sides, but at this time they were bare, and I don't know if they were stolen or artificially erased.
When I entered the courtyard, I saw a towering tree.
"Sycamore Tree!"
Zhou Yang looked at this plane tree, the branches and leaves were flourishing, and the branches were strong, growing to an astonishing height of more than thirty meters.
What is especially amazing is that this towering sycamore is actually red and gold in color, and it looks quite extraordinary.
Standing under this leafy plane tree, even the torrential rain became gentler, and the crackling raindrops fell vertically on the umbrella surface.
"Ahem······"
The hall that has been deserted all year round is full of dust, and as soon as people come in, it stirs up dust, making it difficult to help but itch in the throat and cough.
The men in the convoy hurriedly carried the goods on the car, and did not notice that Zhou Yang and Xiaolongnu, who walked into the temple hall in the pouring rain, did not have any traces of water on their bodies.
The two of them found a corner dryly.
The little dragon girl waved her sleeves, and her true qi stirred to form a whirlwind, blowing away the dust on the ground.
was about to sit down, but found that Zhou Yang had already taken out two small round cushions and spread them on the ground.
Sit on the buttocks, soft, bouncy, wrapping the buttocks, warm, very intimate.
Xiaolongnu looked at Zhou Yang curiously with a pair of eyes, and it was so comfortable to come out with him to do the task.
It is in the small details of daily life that we pursue quality like this-
It is really incompatible with the informalized crossing children on the battlefield of the heavens.
"Eat some fruit."
Zhou Yang sat cross-legged on the cushion, took out a plate of fruit from the fresh fruit box in the kitchen of the portable space, and put it in the open space in front of him.
While picking up a banana and handing it to the little dragon girl, she listened to the conversation of the caravan man over there.
"Dai Darttou, how can there be a Guandi Temple in this barren mountain and wild mountains?"
"This temple has been abandoned for several years, and no one has repaired and replaced the tiles, and it can still shelter from the wind and rain."
After carrying the goods, the men who were finally able to sit down and rest took off their coats one by one and wrung out the water with both hands.
Someone lit the straw felt in the temple, dried the firewood they had collected, and lit two bonfires.
Two large pots of shredded ginger water are boiling over the campfire.
"This Guandi temple is a few years ago, the incense is still very vigorous, there is a town under the mountain, more than a dozen village villagers, are dedicated to this Guandi temple. Because of the barren mountainous land, these mountain people traveled from south to north to trade everywhere, and all of them were wealthy, and when they had money, they renovated the Guandi Temple on the mountain. Don't look at the dilapidated temple, but the tiles are made of Jingdezhen's glazed tiles.
However, just about four or five years ago, more than 1,000 people in more than a dozen villages in the town of Yamashita were slaughtered overnight, and women and children were not spared. Later, some said that it was a monster who killed people, some said that it was a bandit who killed people, there were different opinions, there was no certainty, but more than 1,000 people in the town, the death was terrifying, and when it was found, one by one it was like a dried corpse that had been drained of blood, which caused a great sensation in the surrounding counties at that time.
Later, the news was officially suppressed.
After that, this Guandi Temple fell into ruins and became a deserted temple. ”
Sitting in front of the bonfire, shirtless men listened to Dai Baojian's story, and the firelight reflected on his faces.
After listening to the story, they laughed and scolded one by one, telling meat jokes, and talking about women, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer.
"Dad, eat oranges."
Doudou peeled an orange for Zhou Yang.
"Read oranges."
Zhou Yang picked up the peeled orange and corrected casually.
Doudou followed along: "Tangerine orange~"
"Childe, girl, drink a little ginger soup to warm up, don't get cold······"
At this time, Jian Jian came over with 20,000 ginger soup.
He was in his forties, of medium build, with a goatee on his chin, and looked polite and charitable.
He was wearing a gray scribe's robe, which was soaking wet, but he didn't take it off, but wrung the water, and wore it crumpled at this time.
When I got closer, I saw that Zhou Yang, Xiaolongnu, and the children were all dry and refreshing, even the shoes were dry, and I was suddenly amazed in my heart, and then I saw the bananas, oranges, grapes and other fruits in the fruit bowl on the ground, and I was even more surprised that this family could still get these fruits in this environment.
"Bang!"
As he spoke, the door of the temple suddenly opened, and the wind swept in with heavy rain, causing the bonfire to sway.