Orochi Longevity

Ling Xuzi raised his head and looked around, his eyes swept over the eaves, corners, beams and columns.

"Brother Snake, look, although the temple looks quite old, it is not damaged. Although there are many fallen leaves in the yard, there is not even dust on Liangzhu."

"Everything shows that although this place is desolate, it is not dilapidated. Weeds are overgrown and the yard is full of fallen leaves, but the hall seems to be cleaned frequently."

"It's normal at first glance, but if you take a closer look, you'll find weirdness everywhere."

The snake turned his eyes in the direction indicated by Ling Xuzi, and then showed surprise. It found that what Ling Xuzi said was true, there are indeed many strange things in this Yue Temple.

"Could it be those herb pickers...or maybe the poet they said went to the Yue Temple to clean it?"

Snake thought for a while, and asked Chi Chi.

"It's possible, but if they had been to the Yue Temple these days, the fallen leaves on the ground would not look like this."

Ling Xuzi was in high spirits:

"Anyway, let's take a look inside first."

The snake nodded, it felt that Ling Xuzi's words made sense.

They traveled thousands of miles to Mount Hua, not just to wander around and return empty-handed.

Now that everyone is here, it is natural to go in and have a look.

The two then walked towards the hall with big strides, stepping on the fallen leaves, making a crisp sound of crushing leaves.

The interior of Yuemiao is neither big nor small, and there is a pottery statue in the center. The statue is a man wearing an emperor's crown. He is sitting upright, looking into the distance.

On the top of the statue, there is a mahogany plaque with four big characters written in gold script:

"Emperor Xiyue."

Xiyue is Huashan.

Yue Temple is not dedicated to gods or immortals, but Xiyue itself.

Ling Xuzi came under the statue, sneaked into the ear of the white-clothed scholar, and said in a low voice:

"Could it be that he is Shi Jun?"

Although the two of them had never heard of the name of Emperor Xiyue, they still had statues and temples.

The two of them naturally didn't dare to be too blatant.

"Probably not. Peng Er said that Mr. Shi looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and his clothes were no different from ordinary people. How could he wear a crown?"

"Besides, Shi Jun has an old relationship with Peng Er's family. For this reason, he went to check Peng Er's information and sent the fox to take him home."

The scholar in white also answered in a low voice.

"Hmm. Doesn't look like it."

Ling Xuzi immediately turned his eyes away from the statue without interest, and searched around the hall. The inner hall of Yuemiao is not big, and there are no other small inner halls, so basically it can be said that it can be seen at a glance.

Inside the hall, there is nothing special.

The two looked at each other, searched everywhere without giving up, but still found nothing.

In the end, both of them were a little disappointed.

"I heard that ghosts and ghosts usually appear at night...Maybe we wait until night before there will be changes in this place."

Snake thought for a while and suggested.

"That's right! The herb picker said that a Taoist priest lived in Yuemiao before, and at night he could hear ghosts crying and wolves howling... Shi Jun should only appear at night."

Ling Xuzi's eyes lit up, and hope was ignited in his heart again.

So the next two simply sat cross-legged in the hall, waiting for the sun to set and night to fall without moving.

Ascetics often meditate and practice, and they are the most able to endure loneliness. Don't look at Ling Xuzi who is usually alive and kicking, but once he gets serious, he can quickly fall silent.

Although the snake couldn't cultivate at this time, it could review the Taoist scriptures Ling Xuzi taught it before, and quickly immersed itself in its own world.

"..."

The golden sunset shone into the temple, and the two of them were shrouded in the golden light without moving, and they looked very divine.

Soon, it was getting darker and darker outside, the moon was shining brightly, and night was coming!

There was a gentle wind sound outside the hall, and leaves danced with the wind.

The two opened their eyes tacitly and looked at each other.

None of them spoke, but opened their eyes silently, waiting for the change to come.

Time passed by, and as the night got darker, the gentleman in white couldn't help shrinking his arms.

The top of Mount Hua is more than 2,000 meters from the ground, and the temperature drops sharply at night, just like winter... Although the snake is already a fairy, it still feels a little chilly.

Once the air gets cold, it will always make it curl up unconsciously, and at the same time it can't help but feel sleepy.

His thoughts gradually became chaotic, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

This feeling of confusion made the snake almost forget that it was a human and a snake. It took He Yu'an's corpse as itself, wrapped the body in a circle like a snake, and then poked its head out of the gap.

The body transformed by the corpse control technique has completed this kind of movement that is difficult for ordinary people to do well.

"..."

call.

It's warm and comfortable.

A white light came into view, dispelling the feeling of distress.

The white-clothed scholar twisted his body and woke up from the ground. He rubbed his eyes and was surprised to find that the white light in his eyes just now was actually the sun hanging high in the sky.

Before it knew it, it was already dawn!

The snake suddenly turned pale with fright. It suspected that it might have been attacked by some kind of spell last night!

What about Ling Xuzi?

Where did Ling Xuzi go?

The scholar in white stood up abruptly, looking around vigilantly.

"Brother Snake, you're awake."

At this moment, it heard a familiar voice next to its ear.

The snake followed the sound and saw a sleepy wolf greeting it at its feet.

"Brother Wolf, what's going on?"

The wolf flicked its tail lazily and said:

"...Last night, I saw you huddled together in the cold, and I was worried that you would not be able to resist the cold wind, so I turned into a wolf to help you block it."

snake:

"...?"

It said how it felt warm and fluffy last night. It turned out that Ling Xuzi circled it with his tail.

It was unexpectedly sleeping soundly next to it.

"Cough. I mean, what's the matter with Mr. Shi? Did he show up last night?"

Ling Xuzi shook his head and said:

"Never. I watched all night last night, not to mention seeing the underworld soldiers, but I didn't even hear ghosts crying and wolves howling."

"Last night, be as quiet as possible."

"Later, the sun rose in the east... I saw that you slept so soundly, so I couldn't help but want to take a rest."

His tone was calm, not disappointed.

The scholar in white frowned, feeling confused.

Nothing happened last night?

Did they come to the wrong place, or did they guess wrong?

The snake thought for a while, and asked himself:

"...Could it be that only ghosts and ghosts can see Yin soldiers?"

Ling Xuzi has transformed into a human form, he nodded in affirmation:

"It makes sense, but it's a pity that I'm not proficient in the art of leaving the body, otherwise I will be able to find out."

He quickly continued:

"Brother Snake, in fact, in the past two hundred years, I have also sought out messengers from the underworld, wanting to ask about my mother's news, but it was always a fantasy... Over the years, I have gotten used to it."

"Today's trip is actually the most rewarding one for me."

"Haha. Let's wait a few more days. Maybe those Yin soldiers show up to do things on special days. Let's try our luck here, maybe we can block Shi Jun."

"If there is really no other way, just go back home, don't worry too much."

Hearing this, the snake fell silent.

This is indeed an impossible solution.

After that, the two of them didn't say a word, just sat in the hall.

The sun and the moon change, the sky is dark and the sky is bright.

Seven days passed quietly like this... the sun is about to rise on the eighth day.

Just as Ling Xuzi sighed in his heart and was about to get up and leave, a voice of exasperation sounded in the ears of the two of them:

"I said...you are planning to stay here and not leave, right?!"

These two chapters have come to a new chapter. It is impossible for me not to describe anything, and just go straight to the point and throw the plot on the reader's face.

At least let the readers know what kind of place this is, and let the new characters appear!

My job is to be a screenwriter. The teacher who taught me before heard that I wanted to write web articles, and kept telling me that even if I wrote web articles, I had to have a "pursuit".

What do you say in the screenwriting circle, the restrictions are countless times greater than those of online articles, and everyone is no longer doing original works, but is all doing adaptations.

I'm like a codewriter, I don't have my own ideas at all.

So I want to write my own story, to write web articles.

To be honest, this article is a film and television script and a way of writing a story.

If I don't write it like this, it's not a story, it's a synopsis.

I will continue to write like this, but if this method finally tells me that it is not feasible, then I can only change my vest and write cool articles.