About half an hour later, Yang Xuan opened his eyes and stood up after detoxifying. Chen Qingshan, who was sitting next to him and resting, told him that Zhang Lin had just called to tell them that another rat demon had been dealt with and killed. It seemed that they were divided into two groups. Road to escape.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Lin drove over to pick them up and went directly to the city hospital. After Yang Xuan asked, she learned that Sun Jiajia had also been bitten by rats several times, and she needed to be vaccinated if bitten by rats.
After going to the hospital to receive two injections, Yang Xuan sat in the car and hit the road again, this time going directly back to the branch. On the way, Chen Qingshan gave a brief report on the battle situation on their side.
When he heard that Yang Xuan almost single-handedly killed the rat demon, the co-pilot Sun Jiajia couldn't help but look back at the thin young man. Zhang Lin, who already knew Yang Xuan's iron hat battle against the dog demon, was Nothing happened.
Yang Xuan and Zhang Lin returned to the three-story villa area at around 2 o'clock in the middle of the night. During this period, Sun and Chen got off the car in different communities. After going to the third floor, Zhang Lin asked Yang Xuan to go back to the dormitory to rest, while she opened the fingerprint lock. It summarizes the action report.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Lin knocked on Yang Xuan's door and took him into the office on the third floor. Mr. Huang was drinking tea on the sofa. As soon as he saw Yang Xuan, he asked him to sit down and handed him an envelope. Yang Xuan opened the envelope and took a look. Inside was a two-inch hard card with a few lines printed on it: Yang Xuan, born on March 20, 2153, ID number 57... The avatar next to it turned out to be A photo of myself taken before being imprisoned in Iron Hat.
"This is the identity certificate promised to you. You can go to Guquan City now. I have also heard from Linlin about your performance in Iron Hat Town and Dayuan City. I still hope you will consider joining our Special Affairs Bureau. "
"Thank you, Mr. Huang, I will seriously consider it, then I will leave first."
"Wait, don't leave in a hurry. I asked Linlin to use your identity information to buy a ticket for you, but there is no direct land transportation, so I bought a plane ticket for you on my own initiative. Linlin will take you to the airport in the afternoon. Hey , wait what are you doing, take it back, take it back, just think of it as the old man and I will give you the salary for this trip to Dayuan City." When Mr. Huang spoke in the second half, he blocked the money handed over by Yang Xuan at the same time.
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Sitting on the plane heading to Ancient Spring City, Yang Xuan had to lament the progress of the times. The monks at the peak of the immortal stage had to travel nearly half a day, but now it only takes more than two hours to arrive.
The plane arrived. After leaving the airport, Yang Xuan took a taxi and arrived at his destination, the entrance of a scenic spot built on the mountain, in about forty minutes.
After climbing up the mountain, Yang Xuan stood outside a palace covering an area of about 700 to 800 square meters at dusk. There were three doors in total on the slightly simple courtyard wall. The door in the middle was wider, and there was a small door on the left and right. Door, there are three big characters on a plaque on the middle door: Yuan Miao Guan, four characters on the wall on the right side of the door: Mysterious Taoism, and on the left are: Deep Virtue
Yang Xuan entered through the small door on the right. As soon as he stepped through the door, someone shouted: "Hey, don't walk so fast. Have you bought the ticket?"
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the taxi driver seemed to have told him something about discounts for buying tickets online at Yuanmiao Temple. At the moment, I could only pay for the ticket, and by the way, I bought a bundle of incense from the man wearing a blue slanted robe.
Entering the gate is a flat open space with a copper tripod placed in the middle. It was a bit late and there were only scattered tourists around. There were small bamboo forests on both sides of the open space. Walking forward, there is a pond that almost spans the left and right. From time to time, koi fish surface and wait for the tourists to feed them.
When walking across the stone bridge over the pond, Yang Xuan squatted down at a stone railing on both sides of the bridge and groped as if he was checking something. After a while, he straightened up with a disappointed look on his face, shook his head and sighed. A thousand years of time had indeed erased many traces.
After passing the stone bridge, there is a bamboo forest, and a little further forward is another square. Further forward is a two-foot-wide white stone step with more than a hundred steps. At the end of the step are three palaces, one main and two auxiliary. All palaces have double-layered roofs. The bottom layer has four slopes, and the second layer starts from the second layer and is triangular in shape to the top. This is a nine-ridge building commonly used in ancient times, and is called Xieshan style in modern times.
Just as he was about to go up the steps, Yang Xuan found a stone tablet one foot high standing in front of the first step. He immediately stepped forward and started reading. These days, modern writing has basically no obstacles for him.
After reading, I found out that this Yuanmiao Temple was burned down for some reasons more than a hundred years ago. Later, after checking a lot of information, it took more than ten years to restore it to almost the original state according to the records.
Yang Xuan sighed and stepped up the stairs. The main hall was supported by six stone pillars about one foot high and one arm thick. The plaque on the main hall read: Lingguan Hall. The left and right side halls are the Four Marshals Hall. Yang Xuan walked towards Jishou offered incense in front of the statue of the Lingguan and murmured to himself, then walked straight out of the hall and walked toward the back.
The entire palace is built according to the mountain topography. Along the mountain road, you pass by the Yaowang Hall, the Three Official Halls, and the most popular and crowded Caishen Hall. During this period, we kept seeing scenic workers wearing blue slanted gowns. People move around. From the moment he walked out of Lingguan Hall, Yang Xuan didn't stop for even half a step in any of the halls. Finally, he walked towards Sanqing Hall, which was located near the top, walked in and continued to kowtow and offer incense.
After walking out of Sanqing Hall and continuing to walk forward, a wall blocked the way. There was a small arch near the mountain. Next to the arch stood a wooden sign with a white background, which read: Living area, tourists are not allowed to enter.
Yang Xuanquan pretended not to see it and continued to go through the door. In front of him was a courtyard with an open space in the middle and a series of connected houses with green bricks and black tiles on the left and right. Not far behind is a forest. It seems that this is the backyard of the palace, where the people inside the temple usually live.
Just as Yang Xuan was looking around, the door of a room in the innermost room opened, and a man about thirty years old wearing a blue robe walked out. Different from the robes worn by the staff outside, this suit had more clothes. There are also obvious differences between the two inner hems at the cuffs and collar.
Seeing that the man was wearing Yang Xuan, he knew he was a Taoist priest in the temple. He put his left hand over his right hand and held his left thumb with his right hand. He raised his hands in front of his eyebrows and then lowered them to his knees. At the same time, he bowed slightly and straightened up: "Hello, Taoist Priest, I'm passing by here and want to take a look at the back mountain, so I'm sorry to disturb you."
Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest on the other side also clasped his fists and saluted back, "I am a poor Taoist priest. This is the area where Master and I live. It is not open to the public. Please go back, layman."
"Reply to the Taoist Master, I saw on the stone tablet in the square outside the temple that it is written that there are several thousand-year-old trees in the back mountain, so I wanted to come and visit." These contents are indeed written on the stone tablet outside the temple, and Yang Xuan has long been prepared to use this as a reminder. reason.
"The few trees in the back mountain were planted by many predecessors of this temple thousands of years ago, but they are just a little thicker than the common trees outside. The key is that there are several places in the back mountain where the ancestors of the temple are worshiped and practiced before they became immortals. It is really inconvenient to visit this place, so lay people should go back quickly." The middle-aged Taoist said.
After hearing the other party's obvious words of chasing people away, Yang Xuan couldn't help but leave. He left here immediately, walked out of the Taoist temple, and went straight down the mountain.
