Four eyes are opposite.

Geng Qing stared at the old fox for a long time, then suddenly smiled and slapped his hands on the ground, which was probably meant to let it come and sit.

"The little fox has become an old fox."

The old red fox on the other side seemed to understand human words, glanced at Geng Qing with his mouth and nose, sniffed to the side, raised his head slightly, walked over gracefully, lowered his head and smelled the scent of the other person. His fluffy tail swept away the fallen leaves on the ground, crawled down, looked at the shaking branches without looking sideways, and yawned in a silence.

Geng Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw it looking a little arrogant.

"I thought you should die of the mountains and forests. I couldn't imagine that I could not say that I could be happy to see you still."

The fox glanced at him squintedly and responded with a low voice.

"But it is rare for wild beasts to live to such age. Let's leave with me in the future, so it's better to live in the mountains with anxiety all day long."

‘Woo’

"Did you agree or not? But, I'd like to thank you for one thing."

Geng Qing turned his head and looked at it. When the red fox turned his head in confusion, he saw the humans beside him stand up, flicked his sleeves and bowed respectfully.

"Qing Qing thanks for guarding my father's tomb for all these years!"

'laugh.'

The red fox squirted disdainfully, shook his tail with his head raised, and stood up proudly and walked past Geng Qing's feet. It was almost as if the bush suddenly stopped and looked back, as if it was signaling to follow it.

"It's interesting, and it's becoming more and more human."

As the saying goes: things become essence after a long time.

What's more, animals, especially foxes and weasels, Geng Qing is a little interested in this, so he wants to see if he has become a spirit and where he can take him.

Then he followed and bowed his hands: "Brother Fox, please!"

As soon as the words fell, it seemed like an illusion. The old fox in Geng Qing's sight suddenly nodded and walked straight to the bushes. The former followed behind and pushed apart the weeds at the waist. Between a few big trees, there was a small path that went straight to the foot of the mountain. A cave half a person could be seen from afar.

A breeze blows gently at the entrance of the cave, without a bad smell.

"When will there be a cave here?" Geng Qing frowned, squatted down, and continued to slowly move into the old fox. The cave path was not spacious, only enough for one person to pass through the stone path. Be careful of the stalactites hanging upside down above.

However, the further we get to the back, the space gradually becomes spacious, allowing Geng Qing to stand and walk straight, and his vision becomes extremely dark. If it weren't for the old fox leading the way, he would never dare to continue moving forward.

Not sure how long it has passed.

On the other end of the dark vision, a glimmer of light bloomed. When I approached, I realized that it was a hole and the sun was shining in from outside.

"It's not a peach blossom land, right?"

Geng Qing was amused by his thoughts. When he walked to the entrance of the cave, his eyes narrowed in the sun. When his eyes were adapting again, he saw the fox squatting across the opposite side in a few steps. The surroundings were filled with lush forests extending, and the mountains could be seen hugging each other, and the illusion of surrounding him was vaguely surrounding him.

Seeing that he had adapted to the light, the fox immediately stood up and dragged his tail to continue walking forward.

"Brother Fox, where are you going to take me?"

When Geng Qing arrived here, he became more and more sure that this fox had really become a spirit. He knew that he would bring people over and wait for someone to recover his vision. Such subtle actions may not be possible.

Gu Shu

Knowing and knowing...

In the forest, cicadas are singing one after another. Birds fly over, flapping their wings and holding the summer cicadas on the branches in their mouths, turning around and flying away. In the quiet and peaceful scene, Geng Qing walked under the slightly shaking branches and walked for a while. Several beams of sunlight were falling from the gaps of the trees, shining on a piece of dilapidated black tiles.

A building can be seen standing in front of it.

Seeing the old fox dragging his tail up the stone steps full of fallen leaves, stopping and looking back at him, Geng Qing nodded, without hesitation, walked over, stepped on the soft fallen leaves, and climbed more than ten stone steps step by step before he could see clearly the building in front of him. It was a Taoist temple.

The door leaf is worn, with traces of mottled years. Through the withered vines, the words on the door plaque are barely recognized - Lingxian Zhenjun Temple.

"True Lord Lingxian? What kind of god is this? I haven't heard of it before."

Geng Qing thought about his memory. No god could match his number. He went over to press the dusty door, and the old wooden door dragged out a squeaking moan and opened it, and the accumulated dust fell to his shoulders.

"I'm afraid it's a few years." Geng Qing also collected some antiques in Chang'an, and he could tell the years. The wooden door in front of him probably has been around for hundreds of years, but it has not decayed and collapsed, which is a bit magical.

"I didn't expect it to be so big..."

Behind the door leaf, there was a Taoist temple full of dead leaves, looking bleak, but it was much larger than looking from the outside. The first building in the center, the wood carvings of the fence had faded, and the door plaque was written on the Heavenly King Hall. Geng Qing walked into it, and the four divine platforms that caught his eye on both sides were empty, making him confused.

"Where did the statue go?"

He didn't notice it when he walked around the back hall, but the old fox was whistling "chi" and seemed to be urging Geng Qing to come over quickly and follow it to the main hall behind him.

"Just come, what are you urging me?"

Geng Qing smiled and cursed, lifted his robe and quickly followed. He did not take the sudden appearance of paradise and Taoist temples. After all, the Red Fox's behavior was not harming him.

Sure enough, when I arrived at the main hall behind, there was no door plaque, and there was only a stone tablet next to the road. The dust on it was wiped out and the inscription was exposed, with only a few short words.

Hall of Renjie.

Most of the dozens of clay statues inside were not recognized by him, but only one statue with a long bearded phoenix eyes and a blue dragon sword in hand. Guan Erye was too recognizable, and it was difficult to not recognize him. There were statues with a square halberd and a large gun around him, which seemed to be looking at Geng Qing, with his eyes solemn. After watching for a long time, Geng Qing felt a little scared.

It gives him the feeling that these clay sculptures will be off the stage at any time.

Geng Qing was uncomfortable here, so he quickly stepped out of the hall, and then to the one behind him, his hair stood up. Before he could enter, he felt the yin energy inside, like a shade of darkness inside, with a strange look, long tongue, staring at, ghostly head... lifelike, ferocious and terrifying appearance.

Before entering the hall gate, Geng Qing withdrew his feet, turned around and walked around the back hall under the eaves. Following the two halls that were coming in, Geng Qing felt the rules. It was not difficult to guess that the hall behind should be the stars in the sky.

Sure enough, I went up the highest stairs, and the hall above was brilliant and grand. There were several old pine trees standing on one side. The fox dragged his long tail and ran into the hall gate without saying a word, without any intention of waiting for Geng Qing.

"etc!"

"This fox."

Geng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and dozens of stone steps were also a little tired. He rested outside for a while before walking inside. Like the two halls in front, the hall was surrounded by statues of gods with different appearances, all of which were gods whose names were not named. In the middle, the faded yellow silk painted the pattern, and it was vaguely seen that it looked like a gossip. On the altar below, there was a spiritual position, which read: Lingxian Zhenjun.

Opposite the spiritual position, there is an incense burner, with a half-filled stick of incense on it.

"Someone is here? Could it be an old fox?"

The moment the word bar muttered, Geng Qing heard the fox moan and hurriedly searched for it. There was a side door leading to the old pine trees. When he walked to the door, he vaguely heard someone talking.
Chapter completed!