"Tell me who you are looking for."
the young man asked.
"May I ask if Mr. Mu is in the observation room?"
Han Biao bowed his hands to the young man politely.
"Oh, it turns out you're looking for Second Senior Brother... Well, you do have a bit of Second Senior Brother's Taoism in you."
The young man looked at Han Biao again, and then his eyes fell on Han Biao's left arm.
Han Biao's heart moved and he quickly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the Konoha tattoo.
"Yes, it's Second Senior Brother's Konoha Talisman. Since Second Senior Brother is willing to leave this Talisman on you, it will allow you to enter the temple."
The young man nodded and opened the wooden door.
Only then did Han Biao and Shu Guan see the young man's whole face clearly.
I saw that the young man was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, with a long body and a handsome and fair face. He was indescribably graceful and elegant, unlike a mortal.
Han Biao thanked him and walked into the door. Shu Guan followed him and walked in. He looked up and was shocked and speechless for a moment.
The first thing Shu Guan saw was a cliff hundreds of meters high in the distance. A silver dragon-like waterfall hung down from the top of the cliff and gathered into a blue lake at the foot of the cliff. Beside the lake was a green grassland with green grass. There are many colorful small wild flowers growing there, as well as several tall and tall old pines. There are apes and elk walking or playing on the grass, under the old pines, and white water birds are floating or sinking in the lake.
On the cliff, there are more than ten houses built according to the mountain slope, some are buildings, some are pavilions, some are pavilions, some are simple thatched houses, they are well-proportioned and full of natural and simple charm.
It turns out that the door looks small, but the view is actually not small at all.
It is not a palace-style or courtyard-style Taoist temple, but it seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment.
When standing outside the door, Shu Guan had no idea that the scene behind the door was so beautiful.
The problem is that he really can't see either.
Originally, with the height of the cliff and the sound of the waterfall, he should have been able to hear and see it, especially with his current hearing and vision.
However, when he stood outside the door, he was completely unaware.
At this moment, a word suddenly flashed through Shuguan's mind: There is a different world.
"Okay, you two go over there and wait for a while. I'll ask the second senior brother to come over."
The young Taoist priest wearing a moon-white Taoist robe pointed to a pavilion not far away and said to Han Biao and Shu Guan.
So Han Biao and Shu Guanyi walked into the pavilion.
There was a bamboo recliner in the pavilion, and a cup of tea on the stone table. The cup was still warm. It seemed that the young Taoist priest was sitting in this pavilion just now, so they knocked on the door. He ran to open the door.
In addition, there were some other things placed on the stone table. When he saw those things, Shu Guan couldn't help but feel a little strange.
It was a pile of newspapers spread out haphazardly on the stone table.
"Jingcheng Daily", "Dajiang Evening News", "Qiu Begonia News"... Shu Guan glanced at it, and names like these jumped into his eyes.
It is not unusual to have newspapers in this day and age.
However, in such a Taoist temple that is like a fairyland on earth and otherworldly, the appearance of something like a newspaper will inevitably make people feel a little weird.
Especially when he thought about the young Taoist priest who almost immediately came to open the door, a common scene in Shu Guan's mind appeared inexplicably in his previous life: the doormen lying in the security room, drinking tea and reading newspapers doing nothing.
On the recliner, there was an open magazine, with pictures of several scantily clad women wearing heavy makeup on the pages.
Shu Guan's eyes suddenly lit up, there was such a good thing here?
Just when he was about to step forward to take a closer look, the young Taoist priest in the distance who had almost reached the cliff seemed to suddenly remember something. The expression on his handsome face changed slightly, and then he waved to the back.
At this moment, Shu Guan just stretched out his hand to the picture album, but the picture album suddenly jumped up on its own, but instead of jumping into his palm, it flapped the pages and flew away like a big bird.
But when he was flying, Shu Guan saw clearly the name on the cover of the album. It was the three characters "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard".
The picture album flew out of the pavilion, flew over the grass, flew over the lake, and flew into the hands of the young Taoist priest at the foot of the cliff. The young Taoist priest glanced warily to the left and right, and then quickly hid the picture album under his Taoist robe.
Shu Guan, who now has very good eyesight, looked at this scene from a distance and smacked his lips with some regret.
Shu Guan was not too surprised that the album suddenly flew away on its own.
This is naturally not an ordinary Taoist temple, and the people in the temple are naturally not ordinary Taoists, otherwise they would not come all the way here to ask for help.
The little Taoist priest looks delicate and pretty, looking like a pure and harmless young man, but he is not a serious person...
Shu Guan slandered the young Taoist priest in his heart, then turned around and asked Han Biao:
"Is this your first time here?"
Because Han Biao has been shocked since he entered the door, and he still doesn't seem to have recovered from his daze. If he had been here before, he shouldn't be like this.
"I've been here, but I haven't entered the door... No, I may have, but I don't know..."
Looking at the lake outside the pavilion, Han Biao answered somewhat incoherently, then finally came to his senses, smiled apologetically at Shu Guan, and patiently explained:
"A few years ago, someone plotted against me. Before I was seriously injured and fell into coma, I saw Mr. Mu suddenly appear in front of me and showed some magical means to drive away those who hurt me. When I woke up, He is already outside the Taoist temple, and all his injuries have healed."
"Then Mr. Mu came out of the view, sent me away, and drew the Konoha talisman on me, saying it would help me avoid some disasters."
"I begged him to accept me as his disciple, but Mr. Mu refused. After all my begging, he finally let me live in the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain for a few days, and then he came over and taught me something every day. So that I don’t have to come to him again, and I don’t have to tell anyone about what happened to him.”
"If the young lady hadn't encountered a disaster this time, I would never dare to come here again."
Han Biao finished talking about his acquaintance with Mr. Mu, and at this moment, two figures came over from outside the pavilion. One was the young Taoist priest who had just opened the door for them, and the other was a young man wearing a black Taoist robe.
This should be the Mr. Mu that Han Biao was talking about!
Shu Guan stared carefully and saw the young Taoist priest wearing black robes. He was about twenty-five or six years old. He was slightly fat and had a round face. His facial features were actually pretty good. He was just standing on the side. Next to the young Taoist priest who was as bright and clear as the night moon, he looked a little overshadowed and looked extremely ordinary.
But compared to the hint of arrogance in the young Taoist priest's eyebrows, this young Taoist priest looks much kinder.
The young Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest walked into the pavilion one after another, and Han Biao had already greeted them respectfully.
"Han Biao has met Mr. Mu."
The young Taoist priest in black robe looked at Han Biao, sighed with some distress and said:
"Why are you here again? I've told you a long time ago that you have good character and enough perseverance, but you really don't have the talent to embark on the road to immortality."
"Junior Brother Sang just let you in on his own initiative, and I already blamed him."
"Also, don't call me Mr. Mu anymore. Those in the academy like to be called sir. Our Taoist sect doesn't like this. Our Taoist sect has another Taoist name. Of course, it's okay to call me by a lay name."
"I haven't told you my name before, but now that you've entered Guanmen, I can tell you."
"My name is Mu Yao."
...so nagging, so wordy...
This was Shu Guan's first impression of Mu Yao.
