"It's finally coming out, and the smell of damp decay is really bad. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhu Houlie stretched his waist, looked at the sunset outside, and sighed sincerely, "The sunset is infinitely good, it's just dusk!"

Zhu Houlie is not a human being, he is not a ghost, he still yearns for the sunshine and likes light, if he stays in a ghostly place, he is afraid that he will also become a ghostly person.

After calming down, Zhu Houlie took a look at the surrounding situation. Zhu Houlie came out of an ancient temple without a name, this temple is located on the slope platform by the mountain, the stone steps have been broken and cracked, and the weeds are overgrown, which is obviously abandoned for many years, and there is a more gloomy feeling in the darkness of dusk.

Walking down the mountain road down hundreds of stone steps, I found a small pavilion in front of me, built on the edge of a dangerous cliff, facing the vast endless space outside the mountain and the majestic beauty of the sunset, teaching people to expand their minds from the depths to the realm that seems to be parallel to the universe.

"The underground labyrinth, the ancient temple, the cliff pavilion, the forest mountain road, the design here is unique, as if it was designed by a master architect. The master who designed this whole is not only highly accomplished in architecture, but also has a strong strength in mechanical feng shui. Zhu Houlie sighed.

Each world has its own uniqueness, if Zhu Houlie shuttles to a different world just to dig up treasures and rob scriptures, and doesn't care about other things, then it is really a violent thing.

To perceive the human civilization of each world and to feel the cultural brilliance of each world is enlightenment, learning, and cultivation.

Because it was already evening, Zhu Houlie didn't want to stay in this ghostly old temple, so he quickly went down the mountain, like finding a populated location to stay for one night. It's funny to say that Zhu Houlie now walks mostly in various parts of Daqian, and he often travels when he arrives in another world. He seems to be a toiling life, and he can't change it.

As soon as the mountain road turns, the scenery of the mountain path changes. Under the light of the sunset, a mountain stream meanders in the dense layers, tall and thick nan forests, gurgling and flowing. The most touching part is that there are three small wooden bridges with different shapes between the trees, which are against each other, each leaning on a corner, forming a triangular bridge combination space, covering the only forest passage leading to the temple.

"From the bottom of the mountain to the mountainside, every place has been designed with ingenuity, and human architecture is perfectly integrated with nature. This is a master of miscellaneous studies. Zhu Houlie sighed in his heart.

Although it is said that Zhu Houlie has seen many organ buildings in Daqian, just like the underground black square of Tianxing Tower, which is no worse than the design in front of him, and even won by Youyou, but their designs lack a sense of nature, and the traces of artificial axes and chisels are obvious.

This is actually the difference between two concepts, one is to pay attention to the unity of nature and man, and the perfect integration of man and environment. The other is that man conquers the sky, and the human race influences the heaven and the earth, and the demon forms a dominant position. Each of them has its own advantages and disadvantages, and the advantages and disadvantages of them cannot be evaluated.

However, although the beautiful scenery was good, Zhu Houlie still had to continue to hurry, looking at the surrounding situation, so Zhu Houlie decided to go southeast.

After about half an hour, they came to a small grove with a stream on one side of the woods, and two small hills not far away.

Suddenly, a clear flute sound came from a distance. The sound of the flute rises and falls slowly in the elegant atmosphere of nature's wind and leaves, and there is no flaw in the connection between the sounds, although there is no strong change or protruding climax, but there is another charm that is entangled, until death.

Hearing this heavenly sound, Zhu Houlie couldn't help but stop and listen carefully, the ethereal and transparent clear voice seemed to describe the endless beautiful space in the depths of a certain soul, and the beautiful fairy sound seemed to carry this trace of sorrow.

The feelings of the player himself are like an empty mountain locked by clouds, if they want to be hidden, they are so elusive and measurable. The soft and clear rhyme is not only like seeing people off, but also like an insider who is inclined to stare at the lingering fate with the indifference of a bystander, and the life that makes people feel heavy can also be interpreted with a cold attitude.

"It's like the end of a dying person, but the person who blows the flute doesn't seem to have a very close relationship, and although it's sad, it's not very strong. Zhu Houlie pondered.

The sound of the flute is still wafting, but Zhu Houlie has not stood still, he now wants to know where the flute blower is sacred, this skill is almost Taoist!

Coming to the small canyon between the two small hills, there is a stone house backed by a small waterfall lake, and the fruit trees in front of the house are swaying, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

The sound of the flute came from this stone house, and the person who played the flute was not only highly skilled, but also his own strength was not bad, otherwise the sound of the flute would not have spread so far.

"The poor road passed through here, heard the sound of the sky, and was overjoyed, so he came uninvited, and hoped that the master's family could meet the poor road. Zhu Houlie shouted.

Because he has to cross again, Zhu Houlie is still dressed as a Taoist priest.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and a female voice that was so sweet and soft that there were no words to describe it came out of the room: "It's better not to see each other than to see each other, since the Taoist chief is a cultivator, you should know that you can't force everything." ”

"That's a rejection. Zhu Houlie touched his nose in embarrassment, he didn't expect that the was a woman, and listening to this voice was still a young girl.

The other party can listen to his own words, and Zhu Houlie can also understand the words of the woman, that is, the civilization of this world is similar to Huaxia?

However, since the other party is a woman, it is normal to refuse a stranger's request. Although most women who learn martial arts will not follow the rules and regulations prescribed by Confucianism for women, there is still a difference between men and women.

Through spiritual power, Zhu Houlie sensed that there seemed to be six in this stone house, and one of them seemed to be about to extinguish the fire of life, and in addition to the voice of the, Zhu Houlie also faintly heard the crying voice of a woman.

"Is there anyone in it who is critically ill, although Poor Dao is an outsider, but he also has a rejuvenation technique, I don't know if I can let Poor Dao go in to see. I can't say that there is a solution to this problem. Zhu Houlie said again.

It's normal for people not to get close, but if there are relatives who are dying, unless they are particularly ruthless people, there is one in ten thousand hope at this time, and they have to catch them, and the dead horse is used as a live horse doctor!

Moreover, Zhu Houlie himself is not a lie, although he has not studied any medical skills orthodoxically. But he also stepped into the innate step by step, he knew the muscles and veins of the human body, and the nine-yuan Zhengyi Gong was the nine-yuan true qi, and it was also the first-class healing and cultivating true qi. Even if these can't work, Zhu Houlie still has some elixirs on his body, as well as Taoist ghost and god techniques.

If you can't really bring the dead back to life, you can also help people prolong their life a little!