Chapter 3: The Broken Temple
"Go ahead! The bottom of the mountain is not better than Maoshan Mountain, in addition to being careful of demons and monsters, you also have to guard against the sinister hearts of people, sometimes people are more terrifying than demons. ”
"You don't have the experience of walking the rivers and lakes now, you can go to Yizhuang, Renjia Town, Lingnan, where your Uncle Lin is, you go to visit."
Xuan Xin put his hands behind his back, and after speaking, he turned his head and walked slowly towards Huayang Temple.
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The pale blue mountains, undulating and undulating~
A young Taoist priest with a mixed bun on his head and a cyan robe walked on a mountain path.
Bai Yun held a peachwood sword in his left hand and carried the burden, raised his right hand and wiped the sweat on his head, looking tired.
"How is it different from the imaginary fresh clothes, angry horses, and sword worlds."
Bang~
There was a burst of thunder, and the sun was shining brightly, but after only a few minutes, the clouds were thick, and the whole sky was gloomy, and it seemed that the rain was not small.
"It looks like it's going to rain soon, so you have to find a place to hide from the rain, otherwise you'll be a chicken in soup." Bai Yun looked at the gloomy sky and said.
Walk briskly down the path.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Bai Yun suddenly saw a ruined temple not far away, and his heart was overjoyed: Sure enough, it is still an endless road!
Bai Yun approached the temple, looking at the barren grass in front of him, the broken walls, a dilapidated scene, fortunately a main hall has not collapsed.
Walk into the front yard,
Click~
As if he had stepped on something, Bai Yun took the peachwood sword in his right hand, lifted the weeds on the ground, and after seeing that it was a headless white bone, he covered it back with weeds with an expressionless face.
"Oops! It's not good to litter things, it's not good to scare people passing by. ”
Bai Yun used his peachwood sword to pry open the cobwebs in the temple and clean up a place to rest.
Tick~
Tick ~ tick ~ Bang la la la ~ A drop of rain dripped on the tile, and then, one after another, similar but different sounds, continued to sound.
There was a violent storm outside, and the rain was like countless transparent white veils floating from right to left, and the sky was blank and hazy for a while.
"Fortunately, there is a ruined temple to shelter from the wind and rain, otherwise it would be miserable!" Bai Yun looked outside the door and sighed.
"It's no wonder that the lowest pursuit of the Chinese people is to fill their stomachs and cover their heads with tiles, in this era of lack of medical treatment, the body bones are weaker, and the rain may be cool."
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He picked up some rotten wood in the temple and piled them together, and then sat cross-legged not far away, holding his sword and pointing from the center of his eyebrows to the pyre.
"Burn~"
I saw a flame appear out of thin air and set the wood on fire.
Bai Yun took out a piece of bread and a kettle from his baggage, baked it hot, and ate it slowly with water.
Bang Bang ~ Bang Bang...
Two young men covered their heads with one hand and rushed into the ruined temple... Gasping for breath, he patted the rain off his clothes with his hands.
"The rain was so heavy that my shirt was wet."
"Yes, it's good that there is a broken temple, otherwise I don't know what to do."
"Brother, look, there's a person over there who is roasting the fire, and our clothes are all wet, let's go borrow the fire to roast it!" The younger, slightly younger one, pulled his brother and walked towards Bai Yun.
"Sir, in Xia Chen Qiping, this is my brother Chen Qitai, we are both wet in the rain, I don't know if we can borrow the fire to roast it." Chen Qiping pulled his brother and bowed his head slightly.
Bai Yun looked up and looked so polite, naturally he would not turn people away.
"Meeting is fate, please sit down." Bai Yun stretched out his hand.
"Thank you, sir." The Chen brothers thanked them in unison.
Chen Qitai squatted down and swept it with his hand, and then sat down.
"I don't know Mr. Gao's name?"
"In the lower white clouds, there are a lot of beasts and poisonous insects on the mountain, and the two of them look like scholars, how can they appear in this barren mountain?" Bai Yun was a little puzzled, he was lost before he came here, who would take the mountain path if there was a big road, not to mention that the road was not easy to walk, and if he was unlucky, he could still meet fierce beasts.