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The five peaks of Wudai Mountain all look like tied bags. They are like bags for rice, bags for money, and Qiankun bags used by immortals to store things.

"So this place is also called Wudao Mountain." The cause and effect are a bit strange. Yu Hongdou looked at the mountain right in front of her.

"From ancient times to the present, it has been passed down orally, and there have always been losses and additions, as well as fabrications, such as the legend of Yunsheng." Yu Song disagrees.

He followed his father to run all over the surrounding mountains, big and small, and there were still secrets that had not been discovered. Who knows how many secrets are hidden behind them.

Yu Hongdou kept silent. That was true, as there were many rumors spread in later generations.

When she was a child, she imagined the ruins on the mountain near her home based on the story of The Three Strikebacks on the White Bone Demon, and she even won the third prize in an essay competition.

"I always feel that this mountain is a little strange." Tan Yanlin rarely said something that was a little confusing.

"Is that so? I find it strange too. If I look closely, it seems that the tops of every mountain are a bit flat." Yu Hongdou nodded wildly.

She leaned her hands against the pergola and gazed into the distance. Although the mountain was covered with grass and trees, the flat top could still be seen.

Well, it's a bit Mediterranean, and it's sunken.

You said it looked like a volcanic crater, it's not that deep, but it just looks a bit weird.

"Let's go up the mountain." Yu Song took his sister and led Wangwang in the lead, with Tan Langxu and Tan Yanlin following closely behind.

Strangely enough, when Yu Hongdou left home and went into the mountains, he saw many green beams of light along the way, but when he climbed up Wudai Mountain, there was not a single one.

Not to mention the grass and rabbit holes, there wasn't even an ant nest.

Yu Hongdou felt a little strange, and felt a little nervous and cautious.

Having just finished his meal, Yu Hongdou took out his slingshot and was ready to show off his skills, wanting to catch a large animal, such as a roe deer or a muntjac, for dinner. However, apart from a small snake occasionally passing by, he did not see any other living creatures.

Even Wangwang, who had been keeping his ears perked up and looking around, found nothing.

"That's not right, brother. Was it like this when you came here before?" Yu Hongdou looked at her brother and the others who came with him with a confused look on her face.

The men in the village grew up running around in the mountains, so they must have been here.

"It's a bit strange. There were more mountain deer in the bag before, even if the deer were scared and ran away. There were also ordinary game. Now there are so few insects, which is really not right." One of the men shook his head, indicating that something was indeed wrong.

"Everyone, be careful. Something might happen. We're almost at the top. Let's take a look and go back." Yu Song stopped and looked back at Tan Langxiu.

Yu Hongdou glanced at Tan Yanlin at the same time.

The four people tacitly felt that this situation might have a lot to do with those underground palaces or those people coming from the west.

The ruins of the Taoist temple on Yidai Mountain were built on the flat area at the top of the mountain. After more than four hundred years of ravages by wind and frost, only broken wells and dilapidated walls remain.

However, it is obvious that the construction quality of this Taoist temple is much better than that of Master Wu Chenggong's cottage. Even though only a ruin is left, one can still guess the grandeur and exquisiteness of the building at that time.

For example, the stone steps that are broken into sections from the foot of the mountain to the top, and the exquisite carvings and patterns on the collapsed pillars beside the gatehouse.

When you step into the main courtyard, the ground is paved with blue bricks that are three feet square. There are anti-slip auspicious patterns at intervals. On both sides of the road, there are some auspicious patterns related to immortals, such as lotus, yin and yang Tai Chi, and Bagua diagrams, carved.

Some are complete but blurry, while others have been shattered into pieces.

Yu Hongdou felt a little regretful, as these were antiques that had stood for four hundred years. If they were in later generations, even every tile and brick would be collected.

Yu Song took a quick look around and found that although the surroundings were quiet, there was no place to hide, so he started to joke half-relaxedly.

"I remember when I went to the Niangniang Temple before, the Eleventh Prince once said that the Qing Dynasty advocated extravagance, and the architectural style and decorations were mostly magnificent. If you brought the carved floor tiles, you can take them back and give them to others."

Five years ago, when he took three members of the Tan family to the Niangniang Temple, Tan Yanlin said this.

Tan Yanlin smiled and pointed to a complete carved floor tile: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Yu Hongdou also smiled. She also thought it was beautiful and meaningful. "Brother, help me pick out two good pieces. I want to take them back and install them on my courtyard wall."

Seeing this, the men from the village also became interested and said they wanted to take one or two pieces back home to play with.

As so many people started to make a fuss, Yu Hongdou hesitated. Wasn't this a bit of damaging the historical sites?

At least they can still come and take a look now. If they really start digging the stone slabs back today, I'm afraid this place will disappear in no time.

"Anyway, if you let it go, it will be destroyed by the wind and rain." Tan Yanlin seemed to see that Yu Hongdou seemed to be regretting and advised her.

Yes, there is no awareness of cultural relics protection now. If they are really taken back and treated as "antiques", these stone bricks may still exist for a while.

Yu Hongdou was easily persuaded. She let go of her brother's hand and started searching around.

In this ruin, the highest remaining wall was about level with Yu Hongdou's chest.

Yu Song and several other men looked around separately and made sure that no one was hiding. Then they stood on the half-fallen stone pillar in front of the central hall to observe the situation.

Yu Hongdou led Wangwang, followed by Tan Langxiu and Tan Yanlin, and headed straight for the back hall.

Generally speaking, villagers who come here to rest or stroll will not go back, so the carvings are more likely to be preserved intact.

Sure enough, Yu Hongdou found a stone mural that had collapsed to the ground and was half buried by dirt and rubble in the east side hall of the rear hall.

"It looks like a picture of the Dragon King making clouds and rain." When Yu Hongdou was learning painting from Wen Daozhi, Wen Daozhi once talked about some paintings that were favored by Taoists and Buddhists.

"It should be. Look here, there are circles on the water surface, proving that water has fallen. If not, then it should be a picture of the clouds returning to the palace." Tan Yanlin confirmed Yu Hongdou's idea.

Tan Langxiu looked at them for a few seconds, then looked at the two of them and turned his head away speechlessly.

He waved at Wangwang and pointed to another stone slab buried under the soil, and gave the order: "Wangwang, dig!"

Wangwang tilted his head to look at him, then walked over to Yu Hongdou and squatted down.

Yu Hongdou chuckled, touched Wangwang's head, and pointed to where Tan Langxu pointed: "Go dig~"

"Woof!" Wangwang responded, then ran to Tan Langxu's side and began to dig the pile of dirt with his claws.

Yu Hongdou took out a small hoe from the bag containing the slingshot. This was the thing she used five years ago when she was obsessed with going up the mountain with the old man to dig various grasses.

Tan Yanlin took two glances at Yu Hongdou's small medicine hoe, thought for a while, lifted the hem of his clothes, and pulled out a dagger from his boots.

Yu Hongdou first took a look at Tan Yanlin’s boots. The boots didn’t seem to be that big, so how did the dagger get stuffed in there?

Look at the dagger in Tan Yanlin's hand again. Hmm? Why does it look familiar?