"Where is this?"
Yang Zhao frowned and looked around.
It looked like an abandoned Taoist temple, with collapsed walls and weeds everywhere. There were some broken windows and door panels scattered in the yard, and even half of a statue lying in front of the door.
Only the big ginkgo tree in the courtyard has lush branches and is full of vitality.
Is there an abandoned Taoist temple near Xiaoyang Mountain?
Looking at the unfamiliar environment, she couldn't help but wonder.
But she couldn't care about that now. She had to call her home quickly to report that she was safe, and then ask her family to find someone familiar with the road to pick her up.
She is now dizzy, nauseous, and generally weak, and there is a smell of blood between her breaths. She might have just hit her head and had a concussion.
In this case, waiting for rescue on the spot is the best option.
She dug into her pockets, first found a small piece of toilet paper and blew out the blood clots in her nose. Then she rolled a small paper ball and blocked the bleeding nostril on one side.
Then she took out her phone and prepared to make a call, but she was stunned when she saw the time displayed on the phone.
At 10:22, there is a crescent moon icon next to it.
But she is clearly under the sun!
Yang Zhao felt a little cold all over. She slowly raised her head to look into the sky, then fell to the ground and murmured: "What is that?"
I saw two planets hanging in the sky. One was a star, emitting as dazzling light as the sun, but it was not the protagonist in the sky!
The other dark red planet next to it looks more than 20 times larger than the star! Its colorful cloud bands can even be seen with the naked eye!
Yang Zhao sat on the ground shivering, raised his phone, and turned on the camera function. No matter how many videos or photos he took of this scene he had never seen before in his life, it would not be an exaggeration.
If this video was posted on her account, it would have gained thousands, no, tens of thousands of fans!
Realizing financial freedom is just around the corner!
"Girl, hey! Girl, come to your senses, your nosebleed is getting worse!"
A strange male voice suddenly sounded, Yang Zhao was startled, and sure enough he felt something warm on his lips. I quickly took out the last piece of toilet paper and wiped it.
While wiping, he began to look around for someone. But it was quiet all around. Where was anyone?
"Who was talking there just now? Don't scare me, come out and show your face!"
"Who's scaring you? I'm right in front of you, but you can't see me."
Yang Zhao was so frightened that he leaned back and thought: Could there be a ghost in this clear sky?
"Girl, let me ask you, are you from Yunyangguan?"
Yunyang Temple? Across this planet, does anyone still know about Yunyang Temple?
You must know that as a small Taoist temple, its reputation has not spread beyond the county. How could it spread to the planet?
Could it be that I am dreaming?
As soon as Yang Zhao thought of this, he pinched his thigh twice.
hiss!
She should have been gentler just now!
She reached out and gently rubbed the area where she had just been pinched. She turned her head and started looking for someone again.
"Hahahaha, the girl is very cruel to me!"
This man's smile has a 3D stereo surround effect.
When Yang Zhao heard this, he became even more frightened. The hairs on his body stood up. He couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Don't scare me. You see, I'm still injured. But I can't help your teasing. Who are you?" ?”
"Haha, poor Taoist named Gongsun"
Yang Zhao felt a bolt of lightning strike in his mind. His eyes involuntarily focused on the towering ginkgo tree next to him. He hesitated for a moment and spoke.
"Gongsun? Uncle Master? Then where is this?"
"You are indeed from Yunyang Temple, otherwise how would you know who I am?" Hearing this tone, it should be very happy, and even shook a branch alone to prove its true identity.
“This is Cangcheng Yunyang Temple”
Didn’t it mean that you can’t become a spirit after the founding of the People’s Republic of China? That’s not right. Balls are different. Maybe this ball can become a spirit!
Yang Zhao couldn't help but think wildly in his heart.
But without delay, she quickly put her phone in her pocket, stood up, patted the dirt on her body, and bowed respectfully to the big ginkgo tree.
"I've met Master Gongsun."
Regardless of whether this uncle is real or fake, she first wants to be acquainted with him and then talk about it.
"Not bad, not bad, get up! Which word are you arranging in Yunyangguan?"
"I am a registered disciple, not ranked by name. My master gave me the name Zhao. My name is Yang Zhao."
"Yang Zhao, what a good name." The big ginkgo praised it and asked, "Are you the only one here this time? What is your current level of cultivation?"
"I have never practiced cultivation. I am sending my name to the temple to pray for longevity. Coming here is purely accidental. Master Gongsun, do you know how to get back?"
"Send me your name? Even if you haven't seen the cultivation techniques in Guanzhong, have you read the strange magazines?"
Yang Zhao shook his head gently.
"I haven't seen it before. You also know that I am a woman. I only go to burn incense sticks with my parents on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. I don't usually go to the temple."
"Then come here and touch my branches, and I'll see if you have any power."
Yang Zhao leaned over and reached out to touch the hanging branch. After a while, the branch retracted.
Tsk!
She seemed to hear the big ginkgo tree sucking the flower seeds in disgust.
I was suddenly startled, but still looked at the big ginkgo tree hopefully.
"Uncle Master, do you know how I can go back?"
"Naturally, you can go back just as you came. Now that you are helpless, you came here without being crushed to death. It should be the leaf above your head that is protecting you."
"But now the leaves have been destroyed and the Taoism has been lost. If you go back now, you will be crushed into a pulp by the formation."
Yang Zhao didn't expect that there was something on top of her head. She touched it carefully, and sure enough, she touched a leaf.
When I picked it off, I saw that it was just a ginkgo leaf. It was withered and yellow in color and looked lifeless.
"Uncle Gongsun, is there any way you can send me home?" Yang Zhao was unwilling to give up.
"What can I do? You have also seen that I am just a tree. I have not even practiced transformation, so what can I do? Or do you think this empty Poguan can protect you from any treasure?"
Now the voice of the big ginkgo tree has become a little cold.
Yang Zhao bowed respectfully to the big ginkgo tree again.
"Thank you, Uncle Master, for your advice. I am brave enough to search the temple to see if there is anything left behind."
"Search, search, search!" the big ginkgo tree replied impatiently, and then fell silent.
Yang Zhao cautiously took a few steps back. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he began to search around the house in Guanzhong.
This temple is not very big, covering an area of only about one and a half acres. If you look closely, you will find that the building style here is exactly the same as the Yunyang Temple in your hometown!
Since the two Taoist temples have such a deep connection, are the places where things are hidden also the same?
She started from the left hand direction and entered the house that had not collapsed. She searched each room carefully, even knocking on the wall tiles carefully.
Most of these houses are in a mess, covered with cobwebs, and you can even hear the rustling sounds of small animals.
When she searched for the second quiet room, she found that the bricks in row 9 and column 12 were empty.
Yang Zhao carefully pried open the wall tiles and took out a metal box from inside.
Before I could open it to see what was inside, I heard the big ginkgo tree outside asking.
"You found something, take it out and show it to me."
