There were a lot of people, and it was already dark when it was Xia Jian and the others' turn to have dinner.

It's dark in the mountains, that's what it means. It's really like not seeing your fingers, you can only hear the sound, but there is no one. The chill caused by the mountain wind blowing makes people feel like they are in an ice cellar.

At about 7:50, Xia Jian took Guan Tingna and Lin Wei and was invited by the Taoist priest to the hall. He saw hundreds of candles burning in the incense burner in front of the statue, and the incense was scattered in the hall, making people feel like dreams.

Before eight o'clock, from the corridor of the hall to the steps, we saw that there were dark heads in the courtyard. Xia Jian and the others were arranged in a place where they had just entered. The Taoist priest gave each of them a cushion, and each of them a lit incense.

Taoist Priest Ziyi was finally supported by two younger Taoist priests and sat on the cushion in front of the statue of the temple. At the beginning of the chanting, more than a dozen Taoist priests stood in formation. They knocked on their respective magical instruments and walked gently in the hall. Their graceful sound of chanting gave people a sense of peace.

There were so many people, but none of them spoke, only the Taoist chanting circled on the empty ridge. Time passed by minute by minute. When the incense in Xia Jian's hand was about to burn to the end, without Xia Jian's words, someone changed them to the incense that had just been lit.

This was the first time Xia Jian experienced such an occasion. It was not until around ten o'clock that the sound of chanting the scriptures stopped. Xia Jian suddenly found that the Taoist priest purple-clothed sitting on the meditation mat had his head hanging down, and even his body bent down, feeling weak all over.

At this moment, Taoist Zi Wu knelt in front of Taoist Ziyi. He reached out to explore under Taoist Ziyi's nose, and suddenly roared and said, "Tail Master Ziyi has passed away..."

This sound was like thunder, and the inside and outside the hall suddenly became boiling, but only for a moment. Because the Taoist priests in the hall seemed particularly calm, except for the divine injuries, as if the departure of Taoist priest Ziyi was long as they expected.

Xia Jian, who was sitting, suddenly stood up and knelt down. He didn't say a word, because in such an occasion, he had no say at all.

He knew in his heart that Taoist Master Ziyi was over 90 years old. When he came to see him two years ago, Xia Jian found that his physical condition was no longer good. Unexpectedly, he lasted for another two years in one breath until the incense of Ziyang Temple was at its peak. Moreover, he left so peacefully, which was a kind of practice.

Xia Jian was like a dream about what happened next, until he was carried back to the Zen room by two Taoist priests. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Although he was not very sad inside, he felt that his soul had been stolen and he looked a little confused.

He was confused, as if he was sleeping but not waking up. Until eight o'clock the next morning, Xia Jian suddenly found himself lying on a wooden bed with a thick quilt covered with it, and he felt that the room was particularly warm. He turned over and found that it was a Zen room, and there was a fire in the room. Guan Tingna and Lin Wei were crawling on a wooden table and sleeping heavily.

Xia Jian quickly sat up from the bed. As soon as he found his shoes and put them on, Guan Tingna and Lin Wei also woke up. The two of them looked at him in surprise.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xia Jian asked in surprise.

Guan Tingna was about to speak, but with the sound of footsteps, the door of the Zen room was gently pushed open. A Taoist priest ran in quickly. He bowed and said, "Donor! Master is buried immediately. Taoist Zi Wu invites you to come over."

When Xia Jian heard this, he quickly took the black coat hanging on the head of the bed and quickly followed the Taoist priest towards the back mountain. Guan Tingna and Lin Wei followed Xia Jian without saying a word.

The back mountain is actually only two or three hundred meters away from Ziyang Temple, and there are people all the way. When Xia Jian rushed over, Taoist Ziyi's coffin had been put into the tomb.

When Master Zi Wu saw that Xia Jian was coming, he asked everyone to give up a way for Xia Jian, and then gave Xia Jian a shovel in his hand. Xia Jian held it in his hand and nodded at Master Zi Wu.

With Master Zi Wu waved his hand, the shovels in everyone's hands moved together. Soon the coffin in the tomb disappeared, and gradually a small tomb bag appeared, from small to large.

During the whole process, no one cried, and everyone seemed to have accepted this matter very calmly.

On the way back to Ziyang Temple, Master Ziwu told Xia Jian that Master Ziyi had already told him in advance. He would leave safely in the chanting of scriptures last night. Master Ziyi also told Master Ziwu that when he left, his real and unknown disciple would see him off.

Back at Ziyang Temple, Xia Jian said goodbye to Master Zi Wu. Before leaving, he sighed and said to Master Zi Wu: "I will find a way to get Ziyang Temple powered up as soon as possible."

Master Zi Wu bowed a little gratefully.

Just as I left Ziyang Temple and was about to go down the mountain, I saw Yue Xiaopeng, the manager of Ziyang Temple Scenic Area, with the security captain and two security guards, rushing up panting.

"Manager Yue! What are you doing?"

Guan Tingna frowned and asked in confusion.

Yue Xiaopeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You didn't go down the mountain last night. This morning, Manager Bai learned about this and scolded me, so I came up and took a look. Because the snow on the road is too thick, add...

"Okay! We have nothing to do. You can go down first! Also think about it. When the snow melts in spring, you can connect the electricity from Ziyang Pass."

As Guan Tingna said, she arranged work tasks for Yue Xiaopeng. This is Guan Tingna's cleverness. Why can she stay with Xia Jian for so many years? This may be one of the conditions.

When Yue Xiaopeng saw that these three people were fine, he tactfully said hello to Xia Jian and turned around and left with some security guards. He walked very quickly and disappeared in a short while.

In fact, people who have climbed the mountain know that once the mountain road is difficult to walk, it is actually easier to climb the mountain than to go down the mountain. This is the best example.

Xia Jian has lived in the countryside since he was a child, so he naturally knew how to walk in the mountains. But Guan Tingna and Lin Wei were not sure. After walking a few steps, either this person fell down or someone screamed loudly. Xia Jian helped this person and then someone pulled him. He was very busy for a while.

There were not many pedestrians on the mountain road in the morning. So the three of them were joking and showing their true selves fully in this nature.

They walked and played, and said while walking. If the temperature in the mountains was not too low, they would have been playing and lingering. Even so, it would be almost noon when they went down the mountain.
Chapter completed!