Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

So they hurried back to Allen's residence and began to study the ancient book carefully. The book recorded many legends and secrets of ancient civilizations, including some information related to the "lost things".

"Look here." Leon pointed to a page in the book and said, "It records an ancient legend that says the 'lost thing' is hidden in an ancient temple."

"Temple?" Han Xiaodong frowned. "It's not easy to find."

"But this also gives us a clue." Alan interrupted, "If we can find this temple, maybe we can find traces of the 'lost things'."

They decided to look for more clues from other information in the book, hoping to find the exact location of the temple.

After several hours of research, they finally found some useful information. According to the book, the temple is hidden in an ancient mountain, and to find it, they need to solve a series of complex puzzles.

"It looks like we have to start preparing." Han Xiaodong said, "This operation may be more difficult."

"But we can't retreat." Leon said firmly, "We have come this far and we can't give up."

They decided to set off immediately to the ancient mountain to find the temple hidden in it. They knew that it would be a difficult and challenging journey, but they were ready.

Along the way, they passed through dense forests, climbed steep mountains, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they did not stop because they knew that their goal was ahead.

Finally, they came to a steep mountain range and saw a majestic temple. The temple was eroded by time, but it still exuded a mysterious atmosphere, as if telling an ancient legend.

"It seems this is the place we are looking for." Alan stared at the temple, his eyes full of anticipation.

They approached the temple cautiously, keeping alert at all times, fearing that something unexpected might happen. Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the temple, and a huge stone door blocked their way.

"This door looks very old." Leon stared at the stone door with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"It seems we have to find a way to open it." Han Xiaodong looked around, looking for some clues.

Suddenly, he noticed some ancient symbols engraved on the stone door, which seemed to be an ancient text. He observed it carefully and said, "Maybe these symbols are a code. We have to find the right combination to open this door."

So they began to carefully study the symbols on the stone door, trying to find a way to open it. After some effort, they finally found the correct combination and the stone door slowly opened.

The morning sun shines through the tall buildings in the city, and people on the streets are rushing to work. In this bustling city, Han Xiaodong rides his bicycle among the crowd, feeling the atmosphere of the street at ease.

Whenever Han Xiaodong rides, he will inadvertently observe everything around him. He sees busy vendors displaying colorful fruits, attracting the attention of passers-by. He sees old ladies carefully weaving various handicrafts on the street stalls, showing their skills and patience. He sees children running and playing on the streets, their laughter is like a breeze, gently blowing through the hearts of everyone passing by.

Han Xiaodong's bicycle became his messenger, taking him to every corner of the city. He passed through the bustling commercial streets, feeling the enthusiasm of the merchants and the hustle and bustle of the crowds. He drove through the quiet park, bathing in the refreshing air under the shade of green trees. He passed through the bustling market, tasting delicacies and special snacks from all over the world.

But in every corner of this city, there are also unknown stories. Some people struggle here, some people get lost here. Some people smile here, some people are sad here. And Han Xiaodong, as a cyclist, may be just a small role in countless stories in this city, but he feels everything with his heart and records these moments in his own way.

Han Xiaodong rode on the street, feeling the cool breeze on his face. His eyes scanned the buildings on the roadside, from ancient stone buildings to modern reinforced concrete high-rises, the changes of the city were clear in his eyes. Suddenly, he noticed a small cafe with a few wooden tables and chairs in front of the door and an old copper plaque hanging outside, which read "Sunshine Cafe".

He stopped his bike and walked into the cafe. As soon as he opened the door, the aroma of coffee hit him, making him eager. The interior decoration of the cafe was simple and warm, with neatly arranged wooden tables and chairs, and some photographs and hand-painted artworks hanging on the wall, giving people a comfortable feeling.

"Welcome, sir." A waitress came forward with a smile.

"Hello." Han Xiaodong responded with a smile, "Please give me a latte and a blueberry cookie."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away." The waiter nodded with a smile, then turned and walked towards the coffee machine.

Han Xiaodong sat by the window and looked around, realizing that he was not the only one enjoying the afternoon. There were various coffees and pastries on the table, and people were either savoring the aroma of coffee alone or chatting with friends. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the tranquility and comfort.

When the waiter came over with drinks and snacks, Han Xiaodong took the cup, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the aroma of the coffee.

"Hi, hello." A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside me.

Han Xiaodong looked up and saw a young girl in a white shirt and jeans standing in front of him, with a familiar smile between her brows.

"Catherine!" Han Xiaodong called out her name in surprise.

"That's right, I didn't expect to meet you here!" Catherine smiled and sat opposite him, "You came to the cafe alone?"

"Yes, I passed by here and suddenly wanted to come in and rest." Han Xiaodong smiled, "What about you?"

"I came here with a friend, but she had something urgent to do and had to leave, leaving me alone," Catherine explained.

"That's really a coincidence." Han Xiaodong said with a smile, "Would you like to join me?"

"Of course." Catherine nodded, "I haven't had lunch yet."

So Han Xiaodong and Catherine spent a pleasant afternoon together, chatting about family matters and sharing each other's interesting stories, as if time had stopped in this small cafe.