When Han Biao woke up Shu Guan, the jeep was crossing a high slope, so when Shu Guan opened his eyes, he saw the huge city in the distance.
It is a city located at the intersection of two rivers. The two rivers pass through the city and divide the city into three parts. On the bank of the larger and wider river, there are two mountains facing each other across the river. It looks like a turtle, and the mountain looks like a snake.
On the river, there are countless ships going back and forth. There are sampans that are small enough to only seat two or three people, there are carved and painted pillars, gorgeous building ships, and there are also huge steamships that are smoking like black smoke. It is a busy scene. .
The jeep rushed down the high slope, the road became wide and flat, and pedestrians began to appear on the road, but Han Biao did not slow down, but instead increased the accelerator and drove forward.
However, he did not drive into the city, but drove along a gravel road along the river, towards the mountain on the river that looked like a giant turtle lying down.
"That Mr. Mu is usually in a Taoist temple in Turtle Mountain."
Han Biao said something to Shu Guan.
Shudian nodded and looked out the car window seriously.
Although Han Biao did not drive into the city, he could still roughly see the scenery of the city.
Most of the houses in the city are wooden structures, short and simple. There are few buildings with more than three floors. Occasionally, you can see some tall buildings standing like chickens among the bungalows, but the highest ones are not more than ten floors. There is a group of exquisite bungalows nearby, which look so out of place with other buildings in the city.
The whole city also looks extremely messy, with no planning or layout at all. Old and dilapidated houses are mixed with buildings that should be newly built in recent years. Various colors blend together, like an overturned color palette. Soiled canvas.
This is a very big city, but in addition to being big, in many aspects, it may not be a small county town in China at the time he traveled.
Although this is just a conclusion Shu Guan came to after watching from a distance, it can still be roughly judged what kind of era he has traveled to.
Coupled with the information he heard from the conversation between Xu Chuxiang and Professor Holt the day before yesterday, Shuguan's understanding of the world outside the Peach Blossom Garden gradually became clearer.
The Republic of China...
Although it is not the Republic of China era in Chinese history, but the Republic of China in this world, there are too many similarities between the two.
The jeep drove along the gravel road along the river until it reached the hill that looked like a giant turtle. Han Biao parked the car at the foot of the hill.
"The car can't drive up. Let's get out of the car and go up the mountain."
"Why don't you tell your commander-in-chief first?"
Shu Guan asked curiously.
"I'm afraid the commander-in-chief can't do anything about this matter. The only way to rescue the young lady is to find Mr. Mu. If we still can't be saved, I'll find the commander-in-chief to die to apologize."
At the foot of the mountain, there was a winding stone staircase leading to the top of the mountain. Han Biao led Shu Guan quickly up the stone steps and walked towards the mountain.
Along the way, you can see cuckoos like fire, orchid grass and green trees along the mountain road. From time to time, the sound of gurgling water can be heard from the forest. The scenery is beautiful and charming.
Therefore, there were many tourists on the mountain road, both men and women, old and young. Shu Guan looked at it curiously. Some of the tourists were wearing long robes, but more of them were wearing Western-style clothes, suits or jackets. As for the women, most of them were wearing A kind of clothing similar to Chinese cheongsam, showing off the graceful body curves, with wavy permed hair. As they passed by, a pleasant smell of perfume spread in the wind.
Occasionally, you can meet a few blond white people in suits and leather shoes, holding civilized sticks, talking and laughing loudly as if there is no one else around. When these white people appear, most of the tourists on the mountain road quickly get out of the way.
Shu Guan originally wanted to ask Han Biao a few questions, but when he saw Han Biao burying his head in a serious manner, he temporarily put some questions in his mind.
Wait until later. Anyway, after rescuing Dahu and the others this time, I will no longer live in Taoyuan Village. I will naturally come to Jingcheng by then. After this incident, whether it is the eldest lady or Uncle Han, they should Everyone will agree to let themselves ride the helicopter again.
Unknowingly, Shu Guan followed Hang Biao to the shoulder of the mountain. Looking up, he could already see the vast, majestic and antique Taoist temple at the top of the mountain.
It seems that Mr. Mu is in that Taoist temple.
However, just when Shu Guan was thinking this, he saw Han Biao in front of him suddenly turned a corner and walked onto a trail on the side.
"Not that one."
As if he had guessed Shu Guanhui's doubts, Han Biao turned around and explained.
Shu Guan said oh and followed Han Biao into the path.
This trail is paved with cobblestones. Walking on it, you will feel the forest is quiet, the mountains are quiet, and there are many flowers. From time to time, small animals such as deer and squirrels poke their heads out of the forest. They don't seem to be afraid of people.
The scenery here is much better than that on the steps of the main mountain road.
After walking for a while, Shu Guan felt a little strange, because he didn't meet any other tourists after walking on the trail.
It stands to reason that the scenery inside is more beautiful, and the intersection is right next to the main road, so it is not difficult to find. Even if it is more secluded, there should be a lot of tourists, so how can you not see anyone.
Just when Shu Guan was a little confused, Han Biao in front used the eight-step light skill of chasing cicadas because there was no one around, and Shu Guan quickly ran to follow him.
After a few minutes of this, Han Biao stopped, took a breath, pointed forward and said:
"Here we are, Mr. Mu lives in that Taoist temple."
Shu Guan stopped and looked up, only to see a wooden door more than ten meters ahead at the end of the cobblestone path sloping upward. Above the wooden door was a small plaque with large seal characters:
Self-benevolence
If Han Biao hadn't said that this was the Taoist temple where Mr. Mu lived, and if it hadn't been for the words Shanji Guan written above the door, Shu Guan would not have been able to tell that this was a Taoist temple.
Because compared to the magnificent gate of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain that we just saw, the gate of Shanji Temple looks much simpler and shabby.
There is no vermilion paint on the door, and there are no Tai Chi and Bagua diagrams. Apart from the plaque, there are no extra decorations, just like the door of a farmer's house in the countryside.
The two walked to the wooden door. The wooden door was ajar and not closed tightly. Han Biao did not open the door directly. Instead, he arranged his clothes first, then grabbed the door knocker and knocked three times with a respectful expression. , asked inside:
"Excuse me, is there anyone inside?"
Shu Guan originally thought that he would have to wait for a few minutes, but Han Biao knocked on the door so softly that it was a question of whether the people inside could hear him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Biao finished speaking, in just two or three seconds, the wooden door was pulled open half a foot from the inside, and then a head poked out from inside.
He was an extremely handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and clear eyes. His hair was tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin, and he seemed to have an extremely confused and surprised look on his face.
"How did you get in?"
The young man asked while looking at Han Biao standing in front of him.
This young man didn't ask you who you were looking for, or what you were doing here. He just asked how you got in, and his tone was quite strange.
"Just walked in."
Shu Guan muttered something like this, feeling that the young man asked nonsense.
Then the young man's eyes fell on him. The next moment, the young man's expression changed and he quickly retracted his head.
Behind the wooden door, there were several sounds of retching.
Shu Guan was a little angry. If a woman saw her face, she would just throw up. Why are you, a grown man, so pretentious and squeamish?
But it seems that after returning to Peach Blossom Spring this time, it is really not suitable to go outside until the pockmarks on my face are gone.
At this time, the young man finally poked his head out from behind the wooden door again, but he did not look at Shu Guan again, but kept looking at Han Biao and said:
"Since you can walk into the dust formation, it has something to do with our view of benevolence to others. Tell me who you are looking for."
