The wind is blowing, the leaves are moving, and the mossy stone steps are as shiny as new. It is difficult to guess whether anyone lives here anymore. It is so quiet and silent.
As Fang Yi stepped onto the last step of the road, the pressure on his body suddenly dropped. His laziness in the middle did not make Fang Yi give up. Who has not relaxed on the journey?
Looking straight ahead, the final destination of Penglai Sanctuary came into Fang Yi's eyes. This place looked unusually simple.
"It's a temple!" Fang Yi said to himself. Fang Yi had already roughly expected the scene here. The wooden door frame could not be dated, but it was as smooth as new.
The door was ajar, and I didn't know if I could guess that someone would come here, but there was no smell of people.
"Zhentian Temple!" Fang Yi looked up and saw the plaque on the door, but a stroke of calligraphy scolded Fang Qiu.
At first glance, those three big characters are sharp and shocking, but upon closer inspection, they reveal a sense of sophistication and a sense of seclusion.
The tile cover above it was covered with a few remaining leaves, and the breeze blew by, but it was unmoved.
"Zhentian Temple, Zhentian Temple, Zhentian Temple." After seeing the plaque, Fang Yi kept mumbling the name of this place.
This name made Fang Yi feel familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. This place may have an indissoluble bond with Fang Yi.
"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go in and find out?" Emperor Shang's words appeared. Seeing Fang Yi hesitate again, he couldn't help but ask.
"It's too abrupt. If there are monks here, it would be inappropriate to disturb them without permission." Fang Yi said to Emperor Shang. At this time, Fang Yi's words were a bit formal.
"What are you talking about here at this time? Since nothing happened all the way, I asked you to come to the top of the mountain and sigh, otherwise you would have been driven down the mountain road long ago!" Emperor Shang couldn't help but listen to what Fang Yi said.
I feel ashamed of Fang Yi's pretentious behavior.
"That's right!" At this time, Fang Yi covered the back of his head, feeling embarrassed that what he just said was too false.
"That's right! If there are really monks here, it's not something you can handle. In front of them, if they want you to live, you can live, if they want you to die, you can die. In front of such people, there is no need to talk nonsense!" Emperor Shang!
Xiang Fang Yi said, his words are rough but not rough.
"Okay!" Fang Yi changed his previous heavy mentality and walked forward.
What Emperor Shang said makes sense. The situation at this time has made it difficult for Yi to think too much. He can neither find a way to leave nor a way back. All he can do is maintain a reverent heart and face this person.
Walk away from the view.
Standing in front of the Taoist temple, Fang Yi paused for a moment and suddenly thought that his appearance would be unjustifiable if he saw a monk.
As a last resort, Fang Yi took out a new robe from the meson space and put it on. It was as white as new, which slightly improved Fang Yi's temperament.
Fang Yi stretched out his arms, checked that there was nothing wrong with him, and felt relieved.
When he came to the door again, although he only kept it a secret, as a guest, Fang Yi still knocked on the door.
"Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong!" Fang Yi knocked softly, and then shouted to the door: "Is there anyone there?"
After a few breaths, no one responded.
"Is it possible that you didn't hear it?" Fang Yi said to himself, so he tapped again.
However, after a cup of tea, no one came out of the temple, and no one answered. The door of the temple remained ajar.
When Fang Yi saw this, he sighed softly.
"Maybe there is really no one! This place is an exaggeration. It is really a bird's-eye view. Although it has abundant spiritual energy, its origin is mysterious and few people have discovered it!" Emperor Shang said to Fang Yi at this time, seeing that Fang Yi was really serious.
Stop here at Guanmen
for a long time.
"Okay!" Fang Yi felt relieved after hearing what Emperor Shang said.
Pushing the door gently, the door opened with a creaking sound.
Fang Yi looked inside and saw that the Zhentian Temple was not big. There were only a few houses, with stone tables and stools and a tea set in the middle. No one was there.
"Is there really no one?" Fang Yi felt uneasy when he saw this.
If there is really no one here, the possibility of walking out of this sacred area becomes very slim. The thought of being here with two great men, Emperor Shang, and growing old together is a bit exciting.
"Go and have a look in other rooms, maybe you will find something!" Emperor Shang didn't know what Fang Yi was thinking now, but thinking alone here was not an option, so he said.
"Oh!" Fang Yi finally came back to his senses and replied.
There are a total of three rooms in this temple. Except for the one in the middle, the other two rooms are all folk remedies.
Fang Yi first entered the most important main room and opened the door, only to find that there was no one around except a futon placed on the straw mat.
Arriving in front of the futon, Fang Yi pinched his chin and thought, could this mechanism be under the futon?
Looking back on the past plots in novels, this futon is often the first choice for hidden mechanisms.
"Do you want to kowtow three times?" Fang Yi thought again at this time, it is not impossible that the masonry in front also has a mechanism.
So, Fang Yi knelt in front of the futon, respectfully and sincerely, and kowtowed three times to the futon solemnly.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your brain?" Emperor Shang couldn't help but asked when he saw Fang Yi's intriguing actions.
"There's something wrong with your brain, you know nothing!" Fang Yi cursed at Emperor Shang at this time.
Then, Fang Yi came to the futon, took a deep breath, and thought to himself, he kowtowed three times respectfully, and his sincerity must not lead to any assassination attempt on me.
Thinking about it, Fang Yi also touched the redness and swelling on his forehead. He kowtowed too hard just now, and Fang Yi himself felt a little regretful.
Gently open the Putian and look down.
"Huh?" Fang Yi stared. Under the futon was a straw mat and nothing else.
Fang Yi didn't believe it and lifted up the straw mat. As a result, under the straw mat was a bed board without any mechanism.
"Playing with me?" Fang Yi couldn't help but feel depressed at this time.
Kneeling on the ground, she looked towards the seam of the bed. This action made her look like she was looking for a mistress. She was full of expectations, but all she saw was the flat ground.
"Uh~" Fang Yi put down the straw mat and futon with a sullen expression.
I stood up and looked around and found nothing else.
"Let's go and have a look in other rooms!" Emperor Shang couldn't help but said when he saw Fang Yi's somewhat discouraged look.
"Okay!" Fang Yi walked out of the main room.
The two side rooms on the left and right are, as expected, nothing special, just some sundries, not even anything that makes people curious.
At this time, Fang Yi was in the side room on the left. Looking at the piles of clutter in front of him, he sighed. Is it possible that there is no way to leave this sacred place?
Emperor Shang had already seen that Fang Yi's depressed mood and dejected demeanor had already affected Emperor Shang.
"Let's see again! Maybe there are other ways out!" Emperor Shang said to Fang Yi. These words seemed to be motivating Fang Yi, but in fact Emperor Shang himself had little confidence.
Fang Yiyi
After pulling down the three rooms of this shocking temple and almost knocking off the roof, no clues were found.
"Hey!" Fang Yi sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the side room.
"Little friend? When did you feel so depressed?" Unexpectedly, a question came from not far away, which made Fang Yi feel nervous.
Looking up, I saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of the inconspicuous stone-carved tea table.
This man had a sad beard, slightly white hair at the temples, and simple clothes. There was nothing unusual about him, but the twinkling eyes looking directly at Fang Yi made people feel that he was extraordinary.
Just now, there was no one here. A quick glance revealed that this person must be a monk, and Fang Yi immediately became confused.
But thinking about it carefully, Fang Yi broke out in a cold sweat. It was a bit strange that this person appeared here silently.
"Little friend?" The man in the distance shouted to Fang Yi again.
Fang Yi saw this and did not dare to neglect. He took a step forward and bowed and said: "Senior!"
"Come! Let's taste this tea with the old Taoist!" The middle-aged monk stroked his beard and waved his sleeves, and the teapot started to heat up.
Fang Yi was shocked when he saw this. At the same time, now that the matter had come to this, the monk's methods were beyond Fang Yi's, so he had no choice but to sit forward.
The middle-aged monk picked up a teacup, placed it in front of Fang Yi, lifted the teapot, and poured some tea for Fang Yi.
"Try it while it's hot! It won't taste good when it's cold!" said the middle-aged monk with a springy look on his face, and asked Fang Yi to taste it with one hand.
"Thank you!" Fang Yi was not afraid at this time. He didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend, let alone disobeying his words, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.
Fang Yi picked up the tea cup with one hand and held the bottom of the cup with the other hand, sipping it gently like a dragonfly touching water.
The middle-aged monk had been watching Fang Yi sipping the tea. When Fang Yi put down the tea cup, the middle-aged monk asked: "How?"
"It is bitter in the mouth, but after entering the throat, it has a sweet aftertaste. It is fresh and elegant, but it makes people a little reluctant to leave." Fang Yi said to the middle-aged monk.
In fact, Fang Yi can't taste the quality of tea. He only knows that tea has the same saying, so he just goes by it.
"Yes!" The middle-aged monk nodded and poured tea into his teacup.
He pinched the tea cup lightly with two fingers and made a small show in front of Fang Yi.
Fang Yi saw that the monk had not drank tea just now, so he couldn't help but think that he would poison me, right?
However, after feeling a little nervous, I felt relieved. This man's demeanor and behavior were otherworldly, as if he was wandering among all the worlds, seemingly virtual and yet real.
Fang Yi knew very well that if it weren't for the special nature of this place, he would not dare to have tea with such people in ordinary times.
"This tea is indeed like this, but it is slightly different! But it still shows the various aspects of the world!" The middle-aged monk said after tasting the tea, looking at the teacup.
"Senior is right!" Fang Yi did not dare to refute at this time and said quickly.
"By the way! Why did you sigh just now?" the middle-aged monk asked again.
"Senior! This place is indeed Penglai Sanctuary? I wonder how to leave this place?" Fang Yi saw that someone had finally asked him, so he went to find out the answer.
"Penglai Holy Land?" The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment when he heard Fang Yi's question, and then said: "No! Yes! No!"
This answer left Fang Yi Zhanger confused. Is this the Penglai Sanctuary? This person did not give a clear answer.
"This place is a world of its own. It is a place where enlightenment is achieved, but it exists without results!" The middle-aged man, like Fang Yi, sighed and said.