Listening to the sound of the bells, looking at the familiar winding mountain road, looking at the mountains beside the road, the green river water reflecting the mountains, and the picturesque scenery, the Taoist sometimes feels in a trance, always feeling behind him

At any time, there might be a sound of bells and hoofbeats, and a woman from the world riding a yellow-maned horse might be coming, passing by the Taoist, stunned for a moment, and suddenly reining in the horse.

When I came back to my senses, I was still alone on the road.

Walking all the way to Anqing, we encountered heavy mountains and winding rivers, and the fog on the river and between the mountains persisted even in the afternoon.

I met mountain bandits three times. Today's thieves are even less sophisticated than before. I only relied on the protection of Sanhua Empress to be able to pass safely. I also met several waves of business travelers, talked with them, and listened to them talk about Anqing's last episode.

The Liujiang Conference, the increasingly prosperous Yanxian Temple, the story of the Lingbo shepherd boy and the gods.

This time I seemed to be walking faster than last time.

At dusk, we arrived outside the city.

Song You did not enter the city first, but went to the Taoist temple outside the city first.

The Taoist temple is still closed. There is a banner on the top of the mountain gate with gilt calligraphy: dragon and snake:

Go to Jiao Temple.

Look at the left and right sides of the mountain gate:

There is no selflessness in heaven and earth, and you will naturally gain blessings by doing good;

The sages and sages have the education, and if you cultivate yourself, you can bring order to your family.

It seems like nothing has changed.

"Tuk tuk..."

The Taoist raised his hand and knocked on the mountain door.

Not long after, footsteps were heard from inside.

"Squeak..."

The mountain gate opened immediately.

Inside was a young Taoist boy, younger than the one who opened the door many years ago. He looked at Song You strangely. Maybe it was because he had not encountered the Liujiang Conference at this time and there were not so many Jianghu people coming to disturb him. Maybe it was because the Taoist boy had changed.

After changing his temper, Tao Tong did not give him a cold face, but asked:

"Where did the Taoist priest come from? Who are you looking for?"

"My surname is Song You, a Taoist from Fulongguan in Yizhou. I came here to visit my old friend." Song You said, "I wonder if Taoist Master Qingyangzi is still there?"

"Master? Master has passed away long ago..."

"..."

The Taoist pursed his lips. He had encountered so many things. Apart from his feelings, he was not too surprised. He just asked: "When did it happen?"

"It's been several years and I don't even remember it."

"several years……"

Even if it is not far away from his own old ways.

The Taoist shook his head, smiled, and said to him: "In that case, we won't bother you and leave."

"etc……"

The Taoist boy opened his eyes wide but refused to let them go.

Since you know your master and come to your door again, you are a guest. No matter whether you are a cultivator or an ordinary person, when a guest comes to your door, even if your master has passed away, why should you let the guest leave just like that?

So he warmly persuaded him to stay and invited him into the mountain gate.

Fortunately, there are still old friends in the temple——
Chapter completed!