Looking at this strange and beautiful scene in front of him, Xia Buhe always felt a little awkward.

What's missing?

Lack of life.

"I think there should be a windy ......"

The breeze is blowing, the branches are gently swaying, and the flowers and grass are undulating.

It's a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, by the way, there should be little Gege......" Xia Buhe stood in the breeze, his long skirt swaying gently, "Little Gege is a cute dog with long white hair......"

"Is that how I look in the eyes of my master?"

In front of me, a Samoyed was wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue, tilting its head to look at Shabho.

Xia Buhe sneered and laughed, pinched the soft and collapsed dog ears, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he simply hugged the dog's head directly into his arms: "Little Gege is so cute......

Samoyed took two steps back, broke free from Shabhe's arms, and shook the hair on his body: "Master, you should remember that this appearance is just what you imagined me to be. And the real me, still hidden somewhere in this space, needs you to find it yourself......"

A loud noise came to his ears, and after a moment of recollection, he was transformed back into a room full of golden points of light.

The sound came from outside the room.

It's like the sound of some kind of huge machine running.

From far to near, I gradually came to the door of this room.

Shabhe looked warily in the direction from which the sound had come from.

The door opened, and the golden points of light in the room rushed out of the door as if they had escaped, blending into the bright white light outside.

In front of the door stood an old man in a gray cotton and linen robe, followed by a group of heavily armed soldiers, and outside, another towering wall.

The old man went straight into the room, and the soldiers behind him looked around, covering one of them to bring the meal in.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that." The old man took the plate, handed it to Xia Buhe, and took the lead in opening his mouth.

Xia Buhe looked at it coldly, and didn't reach out to pick it up: "Won't you do it?" ”

"It doesn't take so much energy to create these points of light, to create this meaningless ...... Romantic ......" The old man stroked his white beard and handed the dinner plate to Xia Buhe again.

Xia Buhe didn't answer, but took two steps back: "Who knows if there is poison in this meal." ”

The old man's face was a little embarrassed: "Yesterday it was just a little gas to help sleep, and it can't be regarded as poison." ”

Xia Buhe didn't expect this old man to be so tempted, so he simply asked directly: "So that liar who wears the same makeup as Xiao Yu was also sent by you?" ”

The corners of the old man's mouth lifted and he nodded. His smile was hidden under his white beard, and he withdrew his hand from holding the plate, which remained firmly in place.

Xia Buhe's heart was slightly shocked, but his face was still not obvious, after all, too many bizarre things had happened, so it was not strange.

Seeing that he confessed so simply, Shabhe then asked, "Who are you, and what are you keeping me here for?" ”

"My name is Yang Xuanlin, and I locked you here to protect you and use you."

"How to protect and how to use it?"

Xia Buhe felt that the loser did not lose the battle, at least in terms of momentum, he could not be overpowered by this old man, so he tried to disguise a cold and calm aura.

And the aura that emanated at this moment really frightened me.

"Protect you from being used by some people, use you to protect more people."

"......," Shabhe smiled contemptuously, "don't you think you're saying tongue twisters?" ”

Yang Xuanlin also laughed, his eyes narrowed into a line, connected to the furrow-like wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"I'm glad to see you, before some things are over, I have to grieve you to stay here for a while and eat well...... Yang Xuanlin turned around and left after speaking.

The door closes, and the sound of machinery running comes from near and far.

Shabhe picked up the plate that floated in the air and devoured it—hungry indeed.

The taste is average, and the stomach is sufficient.

Halfway through eating, she couldn't help but complain: the original light in this room was enough to illuminate, but as soon as the old man came, he let go a lot and darkened again......

If only there was light...... That's right!

Shabhe tried to find the sensations that he had created at random in the space of his consciousness and placed them in the room in front of him.

As if ripples rippled on the surface of calm water, the energy in the body began to fluctuate.

"Here...... Let there be light! ”

She pointed to the roof above her head, activating the energy in her body.

A warm current flows through the fingertips, and wisps flow out.

A candle-like glow floated on the roof......

…………

The sports car of the red car stopped at the bottom of the hill.

After Xiao Yu got out of the car, he went up the mountain along the stone steps, and the pine trees grew on both sides of the stone steps.

Halfway up the mountain, an inconspicuous wooden sign was tied to a tree trunk on the side of the road, and the three words "Tongqingguan" on the wooden sign were so mottled that it was impossible to see the whole picture.

There was smoke burning in the incense burner in front of the main hall, but there were no pilgrims in the temple.

When Xiao Yu entered the Taoist temple, he neither burned incense nor worshipped God. Instead, he bypassed the main hall and came to the backyard.

In the backyard, a small Taoist priest is sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom half a head taller than himself.

It's not that the broom is too tall, it's that the little Taoist priest is too short.

The little Taoist priest looked like he was only in his early fifties, but his eyes were full of cleverness.

When he saw Xiao Yu enter the backyard, he didn't pay much attention to it at first, after all, there were not a few pilgrims who liked to wander around and take pictures.

He has seen those who come to the temple to offer incense, those who recite scriptures, those who ask for hexagrams, and those who stay overnight......

I've seen people chasing old Taoist priests to take pictures, and I've seen people seeking elixir of immortality......

I've even seen people who carry a sword to learn how to fly......

But he had never seen someone like Xiao Yu, who came to the backyard and held the bamboo to gnaw.

"If you are a good believer, please go to the front hall to ......" The little Taoist priest dragged a broom and walked towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu ignored him and continued to gnaw on the bamboo forest one by one.

"It's this one!" Xiao Yu turned his head and smiled at the little Taoist, then opened his mouth wide and bit down on a bamboo......

The little Taoist priest glared at it, and then rubbed his eyes - the person was gone!

The little Taoist priest was so frightened that he threw away his broom, and while calling for his master, he staggered into the room.

"Master, I just ...... I seem to see ...... Hell ......"

"Oh? What does the ghost look like? ”

The little Taoist priest called the master was just a young Taoist priest of seventeen or eighteen years old, who was weaving a bamboo basket in the house.

The little Taoist priest's mouth kept trembling: "It looks like a human ......"

"And how do you know he's a ghost?" The young Taoist priest didn't raise his head, and took care of himself weaving a bamboo basket.

"He eats bamboo! He finished eating the bamboo and disappeared! ”

The young Taoist priest stopped what he was doing, pondered for a while, and said slowly, "I...... No...... Letter ......"

The little Taoist priest was so anxious that he stomped his feet, with tears in his eyes: "That's how he is...... Oh...... As soon as I bit it, it swooped and disappeared......"

The little Taoist priest picked up a piece of bamboo pole on the ground and took a bite seriously.

"Is it gone with a whoosh, or is it gone with a bang?"

"It seems to be ...... again"

The young Taoist priest glanced outside the house and smiled secretly—the bamboo was fortunately not cut......