The sun sets over the western mountains, and fire clouds burn the sky.

The turbid Qi decreases and the Yin Qi rises.

In the central hall of the Taoist temple, which was leaking air from all sides and water leaking from top to bottom, Yunsong, who was dressed in a rough indigo preacher's robe, swept the ground with a bald broom, and then held his breath and lit three pillars of fragrance——

It's not that he thinks the tribute incense is sacred, but the ignition tool is a huozhezi. The fireworks are too weak and can be blown out with a little breath.

A red light appears on the fire fold, and a red light lights up on the incense head.

Smoke rises faintly.

He first put the incense on his forehead and bowed his waist in salute, then inserted it into the incense burner on the altar table with a sad face.

Behind the offering table is a stone platform, on which sits the Taoist Lord.

The clay Taoist Lord has a solemn face and is not angry. He is sitting on the stone platform in Yuanyuezhi, overlooking the altar table in front of him and the pine trees in front of it.

Yun Song felt that Master Patriarch was dissatisfied.

Because the merit box under the offering table was empty, and the small incense burner on the offering table was chipped and chipped.

How shabby!

But he is even more dissatisfied, and his current situation is even more miserable!

He was originally a good young man with no future. As a post-90s generation, he was born into a glorious family. Both his parents were members of the Workers' and Peasants' Alliance: one was a migrant worker and the other was also a migrant worker.

The two elders have been working first in farming and then working all their lives, down-to-earth and ordinary.

Later, with him in the family, his life became plain and practical:

My grades in school were good or bad, I majored in biotechnology in college, which was good or bad, and after graduation I found a job as a veterinary drug laboratory, which was good or bad...

When I go to work, I have my beloved Malibu to transport me around. When I get home from work, there is a Fat House Happy Meal waiting for me. After dinner, I can have a quick drink with my computer...

But time travel is just like love, it catches people off guard when it comes!

He didn't provoke anyone that day, but he saw a silver coin at the door of his house after get off work. He picked up the silver coin, and everything changed——

Yun Song, a good young man in the city, traveled through time and became the young Taoist Yun Song from the Four Eyes Temple in Yunshang Mountain!

Recalling his past experiences, he took out the silver coin from his arms.

This is what traveled with him.

At first glance, the silver coins are similar to those circulated during the Republic of China, but upon closer inspection they are different.

Only one side of it is silver-white, with the words "Debao Silver Coin" written on it.

The other side was gray and black, and there were words on it, a circle of words, but Yunsong didn't recognize it.

He has never seen such writing.

Yun Song could guess that his time traveling to the Four Eyes Observation was related to this silver coin.

But what exactly is it?

How does it work as a time travel?

What should I do to put it back on?

He thought about it for days and nights, but still couldn't figure out these problems.

At this moment, he was really confused and wanted to ask Mr.

But Lord Dao remained silent and looked at the shabby altar table with dissatisfaction as usual.

One person and one god.

One is mindless and the other is unhappy.

Seeing this, Yunsong couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, Grandmaster, the most important thing about being a god is to be happy."

"At least you still have three pillars of fragrance to enjoy. How about me, disciple? I've been hungry since morning!"

The Four Eyes Monastery was built on a barren mountain. There was no fertile land for cultivation, no support from believers, and a lack of materials.

Originally, he was not the only one in this Taoist temple, he also had a master.

But before he traveled through time, his cheap master seemed to have just gone down the mountain.

When I left, I took all the food with me.

I left him a letter.

The message on the envelope was solemn:

‘My disciple opened the path in person.

If you are in a desperate situation, this letter can save your life once. Don't take it out until you are in desperate situation.

Teacher, keep your eyes open.’

This message frightened Yun Song, and he did not dare to open the letter casually. In the past few days after traveling back in time, he relied solely on the fruits in the courtyard to satisfy his hunger and the blessing of Taozu to avoid starving to death.

However, today all the ripe fruits were eaten, leaving only a few green ones.

As the old saying goes, green fruits are fun for a man, but green fruits are not tasty and are so sour and bitter that he really can’t eat them.

After complaining, Yun Song still had to figure out how to fill his stomach.

But he turned around and looked around. There were only dilapidated mud and stone walls and a few wooden windows with torn paper...

So the window edge is soft, can you close your eyes and chew it like a soft bone?

The light of the setting sun shines in through the gap in the window paper, the light is blurry, and the dust is floating...

Why is it a bit like when making fried noodles, turning the pot with a spatula causes the cooked flour to float up?

This association made him wipe his mouth.

There is really no way.

He put the money into his pocket and took out the letter left by the cheap master.

Speaking of which, this letter is very impressive.

The envelope feels soft and smooth, as if it is made of some kind of animal skin, with many textures such as moire patterns painted on the four sides.

very nice.

The words on it are quite bluffing: Do not take it out until you are in desperate situation.

He considered that he was now so hungry that he wanted to chew on the edges of the window and suck dust to fill his stomach. This should be considered a desperate situation.

So it’s totally fine to open it now—right?

He thought about it for a while, but finally couldn't bear the growling of his stomach, so he simply opened the envelope.

A piece of papyrus filled with densely written small characters appeared in front of him.

The paper was written in traditional Chinese characters, and Yun Song read it in confusion.

Above is a message from his cheap master.

The letter said that he stayed in such a deserted mountain to keep his promise and wait for a secret.

As a result, the secret has not yet appeared, and now the land of Kyushu is facing a disaster unprecedented in thousands of years. His junior brother encountered a life-and-death crisis on the way to remove the corpse, so he decided to go down the mountain to save the world.

The more I look at it, the more disappointed I become.

But when he saw the end of the letter, Yun Song's eyes finally lit up.

The last sentence of the letter stated: Disciple, you should know that the plaque below the gate of this temple is made of red sandalwood. Behind the plaque is hidden the dried meat carefully dried by the master, which can even ward off hunger.

This information made him slap his thigh fiercely!

No wonder he rummaged through the Taoist temple in the past few days, except for a visit to the latrine. In the end, he didn't even dig out a grain of rice. The only remaining food in the Taoist temple was stored outside!

Naughty!

He excitedly opened the door and ran out. There was a sour "creak" sound, and the old wooden door was about to fall.

Looking at the two broken doors, Yun Song didn't know for a moment whether these things were used to protect the Taoist temple or were used by the former Taoist priests to play with.

The wooden boards are all patinated.

I'm afraid water might come out if I put it on the plate again.

The door opened, and green grass, red flowers and white stones came into view.

The Taoist temple is on the top of a mountain.

Smell lightly and hear the fragrance of flowers. Listen to the chirping of birds.

Looking up, you can see the blue sky and white clouds, and looking around you can see the dancing shadows of trees.

From a close look, there are mountains and mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, and from a distance, there are criss-crossing streets and scattered houses under the mountain.

The scenery is quite beautiful.

But he had no interest.

He has only one thought right now: let’s get some food done!
To be continued...