The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

The dense and opaque forest in front of us is not actually the Mangshi Mountain.

It wasn't until the two of them crossed the woods that they saw a huge rocky mountain in front of them, which was the real mountain.

Under the dark clouds, these jagged and strange rocks exude a pale white luster.

Click! Lightning streaked across the sky.

Ye Chen was suddenly stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and saw a drop of rainwater.

He looked up and saw increasingly dense raindrops falling from the sky, turning into a downpour in an instant.

"Is it possible that the weather was also like this during the bloody battle here?"

Lu Yunmeng nodded: "Probably."

The two stood in the rain, looked at each other, and walked up the mountain silently.

The thunder rumbled away from time to time, but the whole mountain seemed even duller.

The rain became more dense and seemed to be particularly heavy, and the waists of both of them could not help but bend a little.

"Senior sister, are we going in the wrong direction?" Ye Chen suddenly stopped.

Lu Yunmeng frowned and looked up, but couldn't see anything.

The rain was so heavy that the raindrops splashed on the rocks and flew up, forming dense mist.

Up and down, there was only a thick mist in front of me. Apart from the stones under my feet, I couldn't see anything clearly, let alone identify the direction.

"This stone," Ye Chen picked up a piece of gravel and wiped off the rainwater on it with his hands, "the texture seems to be clearer."

Lu Yunmeng glanced at it and did not answer. Instead, he raised his chin and said, "Don't worry about the direction. As long as we are still going up, there should be nothing wrong."

After thinking about it, Ye Chen threw away the stone and walked to the front first.

Shortly after they left, the stone thrown by Ye Chen visibly moved, as if it was coming to life.

After marching like this for half an hour, Lu Yunmeng suddenly knelt down on one knee.

Even though her breath was strong, she couldn't withstand such heavy rain, and her whole body was soaked.

Her long black hair stuck to her face, and her face was extremely pale.

Ye Chen looked back, his eyes moved slightly, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He took off his coat and put it on Lu Yunmeng.

The latter pulled it away directly: "No, I'm not that weak."

"Sister, you are a woman after all. You are extremely yin. The rain is so cold. I can bear it, but you can't."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he put on his coat again, then stretched out his hand and smiled.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yunmeng took his hand, stood up and continued moving forward.

But she didn't put her coat on alone, but directly hugged Ye Chen's waist, and the two of them held the coat together, barely covering the rain.

This mountain is inherently steep and difficult to climb on a normal day, let alone in the heavy rain.

The two's physical strength is getting weaker and weaker, and their steps are getting heavier and heavier.

"Senior sister, it's definitely not going to work like this. We have to find a place to take shelter from the rain and rest for a while." Ye Chen started to breathe heavily as he spoke.

Lu Yunmeng's face was already quite ugly, his lips were completely bloodless, and he just nodded tremblingly.

Maybe it was too cold, but she actually took the initiative to stick close to Ye Chen.

Glancing around, Ye Chen suddenly found a huge shadow not far to the right.

"It seems that there should be a big rock there. You can take shelter from the rain underneath. Let's go." He also put his arm around Lu Yunmeng's waist, and the two of them quickly approached there.

But as the distance gradually got closer, their eyes changed.

Where is the boulder here? It is clearly a building.

The blue-gray tiles looked strangely wet under the erosion of the rain.

The wall has peeled off, exposing layers of blue bricks, as if the skin of a mummy has been shredded, revealing some white bones.

"This, is this a Taoist temple?" Ye Chen tilted his head and stared at the symbol on a huge square stone under the door.

This symbol looks weird at first glance, but when you look at it upside down, it's clearly a Tai Chi pattern.

He was very cautious and turned to look at Lu Yunmeng: "Senior sister, when we came here, did the old guy say there was a Taoist temple?"

Lu Yunmengyao's Yaotou obviously had not been mentioned by Master Qingyun.

The two of them stood in front of the mountain gate, knowing that the shelter from the rain was right in front of them, but they fell into hesitation.

At this moment, Lu Yunmeng stumbled forward again.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and didn't care so much anymore, so he had to help her and step up the steps carefully.

Passing around the crumbling mountain gate, there is a courtyard of more than 100 square meters.

The ground was paved with white gravel, and except for a strange-shaped jujube tree, there were no weeds.

The main hall in the middle has long been dilapidated, and it is pitch black inside.

Lu Yunmeng raised her eyes and said weakly: "Be careful."

The two people moved in bit by bit, and saw that the tables and chairs in the house were broken, and there was thick fine dust everywhere. As the two people walked past, they left a series of wet footprints.

But this also proves that no one has been here for a long time except them.

After relaxing a little, Ye Chen kicked up a bench and tested its sturdiness before sweeping out the dust and letting Lu Yunmeng sit on it.

He looked around and picked up a few old pieces of wooden planks, and a warm flame finally rose up.

After warming themselves up over the fire, Lu Yunmeng's complexion gradually recovered.

She took a deep breath and said, "Forty minutes have passed. Let's rest for another ten minutes before we set off again."

Ye Chen did not answer, but stood there blankly.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yunmeng looked at his back with a little more vigilance in his eyes.

Because Ye Chen was looking up at a huge clay sculpture of Lord Tutu.

The paint on this clay sculpture has peeled off, and there are pits in many places on the face.

With the jumping firelight, the face of this god also became uncertain, looking particularly strange.

Another bolt of lightning flashed, followed by rumbles of thunder, making the entire hall rustle.

Under this lightning, the statue seemed to show a ferocious smile, exuding a sinister aura.

"Ye Chen?" Lu Yunmeng said again, but his hand had already touched his waist.

"I'm fine," Ye Chen turned around, "I'm just a little curious, why is a land god enshrined here?"

The corner of Lu Yunmeng's mouth twitched a few times. She was usually very courageous, but at this moment she was actually a little scared.

She stared into Ye Chen's eyes: "Tell me your birthday and horoscope."

Ye Chen smiled and then said it calmly.

"Sister, don't worry, I'm not possessed by evil spirits."

Lu Yunmeng took a long breath, but his back was still numb, and he always had a weird foreboding feeling.

She glanced around, looking at every corner carefully.

"Do you feel," she tilted her head, "there seems to be a breath here, but it's elusive."

"Haha," Ye Chenshuang smiled, moved a chair and sat next to the fire, "Senior sister, what's going on?"

"This is the Lord of the Land, a serious god, and we don't want to do anything disrespectful."

As he spoke, a gust of wind came in carrying rain, and the flames were almost extinguished.

Ye Chen frowned, stood up, went over, and closed the dilapidated door.

But just as he turned around to return to the fire, he suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank.

Lu Yunmeng also looked at him in horror, his legs trembling.

Ye Chen slowly turned around and saw another icy blue thunder light falling, and a huge black shadow reflected outside the door.

You must know that these two doors are three or four meters high, but this black shadow is actually higher than these doors, and you can't even see the head of this thing.

Lu Yunmeng's face, which had just recovered, turned pale instantly. In panic, she jumped into Ye Chen's arms desperately.