Xiao had no choice but to stop and told her to pay attention to her safety.
Su Hen followed the old Taoist priest and turned a few corners and entered an inner courtyard of the Taoist temple.
This inner courtyard is very quiet, with lush plants, blooming flowers, and elegant white cranes walking around casually, giving it a unique fairyland feel.
Su Hen discovered that the spiritual energy here was the most abundant, and it was obviously the spiritual cave of the entire island.
Therefore, the plants in this yard are taller and lusher than those outside, and the blooming epiphyllum also looks particularly beautiful.
She saw a man wearing black and white robes standing quietly under the old pine tree with its dancing posture, his back to her.
Judging from the long and straight back, he was a young Taoist priest, with jet-black hair in a Taoist bun, and skin as white as snow, almost the same as his own.
The most important thing is that, just standing there without moving, he gives off a feeling of being as ethereal as an immortal that makes people want to worship him.
The old Taoist priest stepped forward and said respectfully, "She's here!"
The Taoist priest turned around slowly.
Seeing the Taoist priest's face, Su Hen couldn't help but marvel.
This is truly a man who is so beautiful that it is difficult to describe it in worldly terms. His facial features are so perfect, as if a jade craftsman has been carving them for decades, without a single flaw.
It's so perfect, but it makes people feel a little hazy, a little unreal, like in a dream.
His pair of glazed eyes seemed to have seen all the prosperity of the world and the world of mortals. They had compassion for all living beings and were as cold as mist in the morning.
Wearing a simple black and white robe without any decoration, it is like the bright moon in the sky, full of brilliance and prosperity...
Facing such a beautiful man, Su Hen felt that he was at a loss for words for the first time.
Like other girls, she stared blankly and admired with a pair of nymphomaniac eyes...
The Taoist priest flicked his long sleeve, carrying a faint fragrance, and brushed her face slightly, waking her up.
Realizing that he had lost his composure, he hurriedly corrected himself, regained his original indifference, and quietly looked at the Taoist priest in front of him who was so beautiful that he should not exist in this world.
The old Taoist priest stepped back——
She and this beautiful little Taoist were the only ones left in the yard.
"My good son, Miss Su Hen?"
The Taoist priest made a sound, and the sound was very beautiful, like mountains and flowing water, and like the sound of immortals.
However, Su Hen was even more surprised that he actually knew his name.
Are you so famous that even the Taoist priests who live here know about it?
Haha, she is not so narcissistic and confident.
He knows his name, there must be some reason for it.
"Yes, I am Su Hen. How does Taoist Master know my name?"
Facing a person who looked like a banished immortal, Su Hen's tone became extraordinarily soft, so as not to ruin the atmosphere here and scare the people in front of him.
"I just know it."
The whisk in Yu Shanzi's hand was slightly raised, "I've been waiting for you to come!"
"Well?"
Su Hen was very surprised, "Why? Do you know me?"
"Um."
Yu Shanzi nodded lightly.
His nodding movement was originally extremely simple, but it made Su Hen feel extremely elegant, like a ballet dancer taking her last breaths.
"Why are you waiting for me? Is there any connection between us?"
Now is not the time to admire beautiful men. Su Hen is even more impatient to know the fate between himself and this place. Why does the Bodhisattva enshrined in the Taoist temple look exactly like him? Why does Yu Shanzi know his identity when he sees him?
