The town outside the window has been washed brand new by the morning dew and warm sunshine.
We came to a steamed bun shop in a small town. The owner of the steamed bun shop was busy greeting the early customers, and the steaming steamed buns exuded a tempting aroma.
We ordered some steamed buns and hot soy milk, sat at the table by the window, and enjoyed this ordinary but peaceful morning.
"I didn't expect the buns here to be so delicious." Qin Wuyan sighed while eating the buns.
Yuan Ling smiled slightly and said, "Yes, ordinary life is the most precious."
As we talked, we couldn't help but recall the thrilling experience yesterday.
The residents of the town obviously knew nothing about what we had experienced yesterday, and perhaps they just felt that some pent-up emotions had disappeared.
On the street, the smiles on people's faces became brighter, children were playing in the streets, and vendors were selling their goods one after another. Life in the town was back on track.
"These people don't know that the peace they have today is all thanks to us." I whispered.
"However, we don't need to let them know." Yuan Ling said lightly, "What we do is just what we should do."
We strolled around the town leisurely and looked at the local customs and customs of the town.
The small shops on both sides of the street, the carefully decorated storefronts, and the vendors setting up stalls on the streets all show the unique charm of this small town.
The residents in the town are warm and hospitable, and from time to time someone smiles and greets us.
Walking on such a street, I can't help but feel very emotional.
Everything here is so simple and unpretentious, yet full of warmth and hope.
At this moment, I deeply felt how important and meaningful it is to protect such an ordinary world.
After purchasing the necessary supplies in the small town, we embarked on the long journey to Yanshan and Dujiang City.
The three of us rode horses through lush woodlands and open fields.
The scenery on the road is unpredictable, sometimes dense forests, sometimes vast fields.
Qin Wuyan and I exchanged legends about Yanshan, while Yuan Ling was silent most of the time, just focusing on the road ahead.
Although our destinations were different, our souls seemed to have a deeper connection during this journey.
"Yan Shan, it sounds like the entrance to another world." I said thoughtfully.
Qin Wuyan smiled slightly: "Indeed, but I believe that no matter what kind of world it is, we can find our own way."
Just as we were immersed in the conversation, the sky suddenly turned dark.
Dark clouds slowly covered the sky like a thick black curtain, and then strong winds whipped up dust and roared past.
"It looks like it's going to rain heavily." Yuan Ling's voice was filled with worry.
Sure enough, soon after, heavy rain poured down and thunder roared in the sky.
We quickly looked for shelter from the rain and found a dilapidated temple not far ahead.
We quickly drove our horses to the temple, tied the horses to the trees outside the temple, and hid inside the temple ourselves.
The temple seemed a bit dark, with only a few rays of light coming through the cracks in the door illuminating the empty lobby.
The temple has little decoration except for a Buddha statue with peeling colors.
"This temple looks quite old." I looked around and felt an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Qin Wuyan walked to the Buddha statue and gently brushed off the dust on it: "Even an abandoned temple has its story."
Yuan Ling was leaning against the wall nearby, her eyes were deep, as if she was thinking about something: "This rain came so suddenly, I don't know how long it will last."
The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of thunder and wind intertwine to form a natural symphony.
We found a dry place to sit in the temple and waited for the rain to subside.
"This kind of weather always seems to make people recall a lot of past events." I said softly, with a burst of complicated emotions in my heart.
"Indeed." Qin Wuyan nodded, "Everyone has his own story in his heart, just like this temple."
Yuan Ling looked at the rainy scene outside the window and said calmly: "No matter how strong the storm is, it will eventually pass.
So is our journey. "
We sat quietly in the temple, listening to the sound of rain, each immersed in our own thoughts.
The outside world seemed isolated from us, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the roof.
Just as we were immersed in this peaceful moment, we suddenly felt an unusual breath.
The air in the temple seemed to become colder, and an indescribable gloomy feeling quietly spread.
"Do you feel it?" Yuan Ling's voice contained a hint of alertness.
Qin Wuyan stood up immediately, holding the green sword tightly in his hand: "Something is wrong, there seems to be something hidden in this temple."
I also felt this weird atmosphere, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.
We looked around quietly and found a small, ajar door at the back of the temple, which seemed to lead to a deeper area.
The three of us cautiously walked towards the door. When we opened it, a smell of decay and damp hit our faces.
Behind the door is a narrow passage, with some ancient portraits hanging on the walls on both sides. The faces of the characters in the portraits are distorted, giving people an eerie feeling.
"These portraits... are a bit unusual," I whispered.
Yuan Ling frowned: "This may be a place where some ancient rituals are held."
We walked carefully along the passage. At the end of the passage was a small room.
There was a strange altar placed in the center of the room. There were strange lines and some dried blood on the altar.
There was an unsettling atmosphere in the room, as if some secret was hidden.
"There is an ominous atmosphere here." Qin Wuyan held the green sword tightly and looked around cautiously.
We began examining the altar and every corner of the room, hoping to find some clues.
Just then we heard a faint whimper, which seemed to come from beneath the altar.
We quickly approached the altar and found a small hidden hole under the altar.
The hole is large enough for one person to pass through, but it looks very eerie.
"There might be someone in here," I said, a hint of urgency in my voice.
Qin Wuyan nodded: "We have to go in and take a look."
The three of us took turns entering the cave entrance. The cave was dark and there was a sense of depression in the air.
The whimpers became clearer as we went deeper.
We finally found a little girl inside the cave, her body covered with a thin layer of dust, huddled in the corner, her body shaking slightly.
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you." Yuan Ling comforted the little girl softly, trying to make her relax.
The little girl raised her head, and we saw fear and helplessness in her eyes.
