About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"Our Wuzi Town, despite its small size, is a great place for outstanding individuals! We have produced three number one picks, four top picks, and even a great master in the integration stage! Does the great master know that? That's all These fairies, beings who can ascend to heaven and earth to control wind and rain... Ouch, Mo'er, don't touch your master's teapot!"

Yang Yuyao opened the curtain on the carriage window and looked outside. I saw an old man staggering on crutches chasing a child holding a teapot, running past their carriage and going in the opposite direction with them. Although they were heading north, it was almost February after all. Compared with a few days ago, the temperature was a little warmer, hovering around zero degrees.

There are quite a few people staying on the streets in Wuzi Town. They are probably all people who come out to bask in the warm sunshine. After coming out of Lanling Sect, the refugees who fled from the exchange place were basically nowhere to be seen. After all, those who can survive this escape cannot go north foolishly. If they want to have a greater chance of survival, they will naturally choose to trek southeast. Toward a warmer and wealthier part of the country.

"Xiao Yao, did you see anything interesting?" He Qianqing asked with a smile.

"I feel that after the weather gets warmer, places with and without people are gradually regaining their vitality." Yang Yuyao responded softly.

In order to save the trouble of having to change people to drive the carriage before reaching a place with human activities, under He Qianqing's persuasion, Yang Yuyao agreed to the plan to allow Tu Shan to transform while driving the carriage. However, Tushan did not use her direct transformed appearance. At that time, she looked like a sexy and coquettish woman. Driving a carriage would cause some trouble if others saw her, so she made some changes and turned herself into a The appearance of an ordinary-looking young man. In this way, she can pretend to be their servant. Anyway, she won't feel a trace of evil spirit on her body, and she won't worry about being exposed at all.

Wuzi Town is not only small, but most of the houses are bungalows. At a glance, you can hardly tell the heights of the houses. It wasn't until the carriage turned in a direction that you saw two towers standing abruptly.

After many inquiries, Tushan finally found the only inn in Wuzi Town. It is more accurate to say it is an inn, rather than a private house. It is very likely that it was originally an ordinary private house, but its owner left one or two rooms for his own use, while the other rooms were used for temporary accommodation by outsiders. Next to this inn, there is a small Taoist temple. The two towers that can be seen from a distance are from the Taoist temple. In fact, these two towers are not high, but in this basic building, they only have the first floor. The town also seemed to be getting taller.

There is a large wooden plaque hung at the door of this inn, similar to the horizontal plaques posted during the New Year. The plaque is so simple that it seems to be just a random piece of wood. There are obvious marks left by a large tree scar on it. There is only the word "inn" on this plaque, not even the name.

Although the Taoist temple next to it is small, it can be seen that it is well taken care of. The red paint on the door must have been newly painted not long ago, and the plaque has been wiped clean, with the three characters "Yellow Crane Temple" written on it.

Tu Shan knocked on the door of the inn, but after waiting for a long time, the host did not come out to open the door. Instead, the door of Huang Heguan next to him opened, and a thin Taoist priest wearing a gray robe came out. Tu Shan looked at him with doubts in his eyes. , walked towards the door of the inn, took out a copper key, and opened the door of the inn.

"That..." This unexpected development left Tu Shan at a loss for a moment, unable to understand the relationship between the Taoist priest and the inn. He Qianqing, who noticed Tushan's confusion, had to get off the carriage in order to communicate with the Taoist priest who opened the door.

"Fellow Taoist, does this inn belong to you?" He Qianqing clasped his fists in salute and asked. Although this Taoist priest is only in the Qi training period, it is not an exaggeration to call him a Taoist friend.

"Exactly!" The Taoist priest quickly replied, "Do you want to stay in a hotel, fellow Taoist?"

"Exactly, I wonder if there is a place to place the carriage?" He Qianqing asked. There is no place to place the carriage and horses in ordinary bungalows. Although it can be temporarily placed outside the inn, it is naturally inappropriate to leave it for a long time.

"If fellow Taoists don't mind, both the carriage and the horse can be placed in the Taoist temple. Are there two of you here?" the Taoist priest confirmed.

"Three people, and my disciple." He Qianqing replied.

"Okay, please come in with the poor Taoist." The Taoist priest opened the door of the inn and led them in. Yang Yuyao got out of the carriage and followed him, while Tu Shan stayed to guard the carriage. Because he had heard his grandmother talk about Taoist priests and The demon tribe had been fighting tit-for-tat for a long time, but now Tushan felt nervous when he saw the Taoist robe. The Taoist temple next to her made her even more panicked. She really hoped to change back to her original fox form immediately, so that she could stay by Yang Yuyao's side and not be so scared.

"This is the house of Pindao's family. My parents died when I was very young, so I always ate and drank in Huanghe Temple. Later, I simply joined Huanghe Temple and became a Taoist priest, so this house became vacant." The Taoist priest He introduced it to them, "That's why Pindao transformed it into an inn, so that he can also raise some money for repairs to the Taoist temple."

The Taoist priest's name is Sun An, he is thirty-six this year, and he is the second disciple of Taoist Master Huang Yun, the current master of Huanghe Temple. The Taoist priest's eldest disciple left the Taoist temple for many years and is now missing. The two masters and apprentices came out of the Taoist temple, as well as the two Taoist boys who had just joined not long ago. They were the Taoist Master's new disciples. Huang Heguan's incense is not strong, and the two junior brothers are at an age with strong appetites. Naturally, they have to think of more ways to make up for their living expenses.

While they were talking, two Taoist boys ran in. After asking Sun An which room he wanted to use, they ran in and out with cleaning tools and started cleaning. The bedding used in this inn should be used in Taoist temples. The color of the fabric is exactly the same as the color of the Taoist robes worn by these people!

"Brother, we have finished cleaning!"

"It's cleaned!"

After a while, the two boys came over to report. The older of these two boys was only seven or eight years old, and the younger one looked to be five or six years old. The older one's head looks a bit exaggerated, while the younger one's head looks fleshy, but in fact it's a little edematous. Neither of the two little guys looked very healthy. But he is very energetic, and he is probably a child who has lost his parents or been abandoned.

"Thank you for your hard work, we can have a meal of meat tonight." Sun An said to his two junior brothers with a smile.

"Wow, great!"

"Great!"

The way these two children speak is also interesting. It’s like saying three and a half sentences. The younger one always repeats part of the larger sentence, like a repeater but not completely repeating it.

"Wow, you're so good-looking!" Suddenly, the two boys noticed Yang Yuyao, who had been quietly trying to reduce his presence, and opened their eyes wide at the same time.

"Beautiful!" the little one repeated again.

"...Well, thank you." Yang Yuyao responded helplessly. It seemed that as long as he didn't use the Selfless Technique or the invisibility technique and simply restrained his aura, he didn't know whether he was not good at kung fu or had too strong a sense of presence. The reason always seems to be easily seen through.

But when Sun An noticed the extra Yang Yuyao looking over, Yang Yuyao had already ducked behind He Qianqing, hiding himself tightly. He is now very skilled at ensuring that when he is behind He Qianqing, the person facing He Qianqing cannot tell that he is hiding behind.

Sun An did not see Yang Yuyao with his own eyes, and heard two junior brothers saying that this person was very good-looking. Yang Yuyao's voice in response to the two boys was so low that Sun An, who was not a good person, naturally did not hear it, so he thought it was him. A shy woman. Thinking that He Qianqing asked for a double room with a servant's room, and said that the person he didn't see was his disciple, his expression became a little subtle. It wasn't until he returned to the Taoist Temple with his two junior brothers and saw Yang Yuyao's tall back that he realized that although the figure was not strong, the figure should still be that of a young man.

Although Yang Yuyao knew that his avoidance would only make him more dependent on He Qianqing, although it was shameful to avoid it, it at least made him feel better. Of course he wanted to hide in the past, but he was not qualified to hide. No one would condone his expectations, and no one could understand his fears. Yang Yuyao didn't know how long he could escape like this, but let him escape for a while.

"Why are you absent-minded?" He Qianqing asked, holding Yang Yuyao's face with his hand. Yang Yuyao raised his head, and the ends of his beautiful eyes that seemed to be crying were even redder. However, Yang Yuyao quickly closed his eyes, stretched his head to the crook of He Qianqing's neck, and rubbed it with his cheek. He Qianqing reached out and hugged Yang Yuyao's head, and pinched the slender waist with his other hand. With one force, Yang Yuyao whimpered uncontrollably, and his hands hurriedly searched for a reliable fulcrum.

"It will probably take a few more times before these tears will fall." He Qianqing gently touched Yang Yuyao's closed eyes with his thumb. His long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, making He Qianqing's fingertips feel a little itchy. The boy Those handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned due to the foreign matter in his body. But if Xizi holds his heart, he has a different style.

Yang Yuyao rarely shed tears. He Qianqing had taken him with him for so many years. Even if the child was wronged, tears flowed in his eyes like a pool of spring water, but the tears still never fell. It seems that only when He Qianqing does it hard, his tears will fall uncontrollably. However, when the tears slid down his emotional and flushed cheeks, I felt pity for him, which made me want to love him even more. Ichiban. Of course, what pleased He Qianqing the most was that only he could see such stunning beauty.

After checking into the inn, everything was done by themselves. Sun An returned to the Taoist temple after arranging the room and collecting the deposit. The two Taoist boys would only come over when Sun An was there. The only people staying in the inn were Yang Yuyao and his party, which made them feel more like they were renting a private house, so they could be relatively relaxed and casual.

Although Huanghe Temple is next door, it is very small, with only four permanent residents. Therefore, even if the morning classes are very early every day, there is no need for a big clock to remind it, so it is extremely quiet.

They arrived at the inn relatively late yesterday. Although it was not completely dark yet, the door of the Taoist temple was already closed. If you come out during the day today, you can see Huang He Guan opening the vermilion door, revealing the cleanly swept yard.

Yang Yuyao was tired of reading, so he walked out and leaned against the door in a daze. He saw an old woman in blue tremblingly walking towards the Taoist temple with a cane. The two little Taoist boys in Huanghe Temple seemed to have already met the old woman. Familiar, he ran out of the Taoist temple to help her. From this point of view, this old woman should be a loyal pilgrim in this Taoist temple.

Yang Yuyao was thinking about whether he should use the excuse to burn incense and visit the Taoist temple next door, when He Qianqing also walked out of the door. Almost at the same time, a Taoist with white hair and white beard, holding a fly whisk, walked through the door of Huanghe Temple and walked out of the Taoist temple. Then, he met He Qianqing's eyes, and both of them had a trace of surprise in their eyes.

"Is it you?" The Taoist looked at He Qianqing, his eyes changing from surprise to surprise.

"It's really you. I thought it was just the same name. Why did you look like this?" He Qianqing frowned, looking at the Taoist's old appearance in confusion.

"It's a long story, why don't we come to Pindao Taoist Temple to talk about it?" the Taoist invited. Yang Yuyao guessed that he was the Taoist temple's master, Taoist Master Huang Yun.

"Yes." He Qianqing agreed decisively, "Xiaoyao, do you also want to go and sit at Huanghe Temple?"

"Who is this? Your Taoist companion?" The Taoist interjected and asked. Naturally, he noticed Yang Yuyao standing aside from the beginning. It was difficult to ignore a person with such a stunning appearance, and he even felt like taking a second look. Everyone will feel unstable. But Yang Yuyao never spoke, so he didn't know the identity of the other party.

Yang Yuyao, who was about to answer when the Taoist suddenly interrupted him, looked at He Qianqing and let him decide how to answer. For a moment, He Qianqing wanted to admit it. He never thought that his friend, whom he had not seen for many years, would make such a judgment when he opened his mouth. However, he finally resisted the impulse. One day, their relationship would be made public. But He Qianqing hoped that the time would be ripe, but now, the time is not yet ripe.

"This is my disciple, Yang Yuyao." He Qianqing introduced. "Xiao Yao, this is my friend, Taoist Priest Huang Yun."

"Junior Yang Yuyao has met Daochang Huang." Yang Yuyao immediately clasped his fists and saluted. At the same time, to make up for the answer that he had not had time to say because Taoist Master Huang Yun suddenly spoke, he originally wanted to go in and have a look. There were no people in the Taoist temple, so he would not feel too nervous. Since this was the opportunity, Yang Yuyao naturally agreed to go.

"Young friend Yang." Taoist priest Huang Yun, who looked very old, responded with a gentle smile, "I didn't expect that after so many years, Qianqing, you have also started to accept disciples. Come in with Pindao, you have come all the way, and then you will If you hang it outside, you are not treating me well."

Under the leadership of Taoist Priest Huang Yun, they walked into the courtyard of the Taoist temple. A peach tree was planted in the courtyard paved with stone slabs. The two towers stood in the courtyard. In the middle of the two towers was a rectangular copper incense burner. Opposite the incense burner was the altar enshrining the gods. The main hall. Speaking of which, although there is Taoism in this world, it is quite different from the Taoism in his original world.

If nothing else, the mythological system is different, and the gods are not the ones Yang Yuyao is familiar with. Yang Yuyao knew that the supreme god of Taoism in his original world should be Sanqing. This was because he remembered it from watching Journey to the West. In the story, the three disciples of Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng pretended to be gods in Chechi Kingdom in order to steal tributes. It is Sanqing. But there are doubts about whether there are three pure states in this world.

This is also the reason why Yang Yuyao didn't come over to burn incense rashly. It would be a bit embarrassing if he came to burn incense and didn't even know what god he was worshiping. In this world, there should obviously be a real god. If you admit the wrong god, embarrassment is just a small matter, but if you anger the other party, it will be a big trouble.

Perhaps knowing that He Qianqing was not interested in burning incense to worship gods, Taoist Master Huang Yun did not ask them to burn incense. Instead, he took them directly to his room and took out the tea leaves from his collection to make tea for them.

"Pindao lives a poor life and doesn't have much good tea. It's ridiculous." Taoist priest Huang Yun said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." He Qianqing didn't care much about this. Yang Yuyao nodded quietly in agreement. Indeed, after all, they were not here to drink tea but to listen to stories.