Because he knew that if he said one more word, Jiang Li would let Ji Yanbai do him in the mountains in the next second.
For the sake of his own safety, he should speak less.
As a result, Jiang Yan became much quieter during the rest of the journey, and Jiang Li's mood also improved a lot.
Although Guanyun Mountain is located in a desolate place, its feng shui is indeed good. The air in the mountain is clean and makes people feel comfortable.
The only drawback is.
Some are too desolate.
In addition, there are already a lot of dead branches and leaves in winter, which makes it even more desolate.
After walking for another half an hour, they reached the top of the mountain.
A gray Taoist temple suddenly appeared in front of them.
At the door is a winding gravel road and two old pines.
The door of the Taoist temple is closed, and the red paint on the door is mottled. Only the three words "Shuiyun Temple" on the plaque are still bright.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yan took a breath.
"You also said you didn't plan to kidnap or traffic me, yet you brought me to this Taoist temple!"
Jiang Li ignored him, cleaned the mud off his shoes, and then went up and knocked on the door.
A minute later, the door opened, and a middle-aged Taoist priest with a Taoist bun poked his head out.
After seeing a few people in front of the door, he was full of surprise.
"The donor is here to offer incense? Come in quickly."
With that said, he quickly welcomed the person in.
Jiang Li bowed politely and stepped into the door. Jiang Yan followed behind him with a look of disgust.
He looked around at the dilapidated scene and the pitted walls beside him, shaking his head slightly.
He had accompanied his mother to Taoist temples before, but he only went to the most popular temples in the capital, such as Qingfeng Temple, Zichen Temple, etc.
This Shuiyun Temple looks like a small broken temple that no one comes to.
What did Jiang Li bring him here for?
The Taoist priest who led the way was also very surprising.
"Today is not an auspicious day for offering incense. It coincides with the first snowfall. How could the donor think of coming to our small temple?"
Jiang Li smiled and said, "I'm here to find someone."
The Taoist priest paused for a moment and then said, "But are you here to congratulate the donor?"
"Exactly."
"In that case, then I will take the donor to the backyard, where the donor will be practicing."
Jiang Yan was confused.
Who is the donor?
Is it possible that Jiang Li still knows the Taoist priests here?
Come to think of it.
She is so good at telling fortunes, so it would be surprising if she didn't know a Taoist priest.
However, a few minutes later, Jiang Yan saw the so-called benefactor, and his jaw suddenly dropped.
"He Yun? Why are you here?!"
He Yun, who was reading a scripture by the window, glanced at him lightly, "Why can't I be here?"
Jiang Li asked back, "He Yun has been resting quietly in the Taoist temple. Don't you know?"
Jiang Yan: "......"
He is so busy every day, how can he remember so many things?
Thinking of this, he suddenly reacted.
"The teacher you are talking about is not him, is he?"
Jiang Li nodded.
He Yun put down the book in his hand and smiled, "Li told me before he came here. Although I don't have much ability, I can always teach you."
Jiang Yan felt uncomfortable hearing this.
What do you mean, it’s okay to teach him?
He’s not good at connotation, right?
However, just as he stared, Jiang Li slapped him on the back of the head.
"He Yun was the number one performer in the art exam that year and was the youngest actor in the entertainment industry. I will teach you eight hundred turns. This is a rare opportunity. Don't give me a playful smile. Be serious!"
"It just so happens that your crew is on vacation for a week. You can stay here for a good week."
Jiang Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.
There is nothing in this poor temple, and there is probably not much food to eat.
If only I had known that he wouldn't have competed with that kid Jiang Cheng!
After Jiang Li finished speaking, he walked out.
Seeing her going out, He Yun stopped smiling, took out a notebook from the drawer and put it on the table.
"These are the notes I wrote during filming. You can read them."
Jiang Yan crossed his arms and sat down on the bed.
"dont see."
He Yun's face turned cold and he took out a ruler directly from the side.
"Ali handed you into my hands. From this moment on, I will be your teacher. If you don't listen, then come here and be punished."
When Jiang Yan heard this, he stood up with his chin raised.
"Teacher, can you really hit me?"
He Yun narrowed his eyes.
The next second, a shrill scream came from the guest room.
Jiang Li acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued walking forward.
After walking a few steps, she saw a young Taoist priest at the end of the corridor.
The Taoist priest was handsome, with narrow eyebrows and slightly raised eyebrows.
Her hair was neatly combed with a peach wood hairpin, and she held a shiny whisk in her hand.
Jiang Li had never seen such beautiful red and phoenix eyes on a man, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Unexpectedly, the young Taoist priest walked towards her and bowed slightly.
"Happy benefactor."
Jiang Li also bowed.
The young Taoist priest raised his head, with a faint smile on his lips, "I heard from Changsong that the female donor just donated 10,000 incense, and Changqing came here to express his gratitude."
As he spoke, he took out a small package from his sleeve.
"These are some small talismans made by this temple. I hope the donor will accept them."
Jiang Li took the package and squeezed it in his hand.
Those charms have a lot of spiritual power, and they are all for blessing.
I didn't expect there to be such a capable person in this small temple.
Jiang Li was surprised, "You made all these talismans?"
"Yes." Changqing's originally lowered eyes also raised and looked directly at Jiang Li, "The donor also understands the art of Xuanmen."
This sentence is not a question, but a statement.
In front of his peers, Jiang Li stopped pretending and said calmly: "I just know a little bit."
Changqing smiled and said, "The donor doesn't look like he understands anything at all."
While watching the live broadcast, he got a good look at her skills.
On Longji Island, evil spirits were everywhere and the feng shui was disordered. It looked like someone had cast a curse on it.
But suddenly one day, the island's feng shui returned to normal.
Others couldn't see it, but he saw it clearly.
This is probably what Jiang Li explained.
It's really remarkable that he has such ability at such a young age.
But he still had the same point of view. If she was wholeheartedly doing good, then he would not interfere.
But if she uses this ability to go astray, he won't be able to just sit back and ignore her.
Thinking of this, Changqing stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"The wind and snow are blowing now, so the female donor might as well finish her lunch in the temple before leaving. It just so happens that Pindao can give you a tour. Although the small temple is crude, the scenery in the mountains is excellent, so the donor should not miss it."
Jiang Li happened to have the same intention.
The immortals enshrined in this path were the ones she worshiped every day when she was in Daqi.
Now that I'm in it, I feel refreshed both physically and mentally.
Now that I'm here, it's good to stay a little longer.
"Then I'll bother you, Taoist Changqing."
"please."
Changqing took her all the way to the back mountain.
It was snowing for the first time, and the mountains behind were covered in snow.
The wind was not strong, just enough to make the branches tremble.
In a daze, Jiang Li seemed to have returned to his small courtyard when he was in the Hou Mansion.