The darker the sky, the more beautiful the horizon is.

However, as time goes by, this kind of ultimatum will inevitably spread, and now it can no longer explain anything.

"it's dark."

"I stayed in the temple a few days ago and listened to what those Jianghu people said."

Not only do you have to bend down to move forward, but you also have to worry about losing your footing and falling.

One person and one cat walked up the mountain along the path.

Song You calculated it, but it was still too late.

The old man counted the numbers carefully, tied them up with thatch and handed them to Song You:

An ordinary certificate is a piece of paper with symbols drawn on it, writing the issuing institution, Taoist temple and personal information, and stamped with a big seal. It needs to be pressed in a box, otherwise it will be damaged. This kind of certificate can be used by all monks and Taoists who are serious about it.

Can get it.

But the old man glared at him dissatisfied: "You want to go up tonight? Then you have to walk in the dark at night. There are really ghosts on this mountain."

The old man making lanterns wore a bamboo hat and stood at the door of his house. He pointed to the cliff on the left and said to Song: "There is a hand-climbing rock up there."

"I understand."

Song You seemed to have just remembered it, and quickly broke off a small piece of the steamed cake in his hand that he had not bitten, and bent down to hand it to the calico cat's mouth.

From Song You's point of view, they really missed a lot.

The sun sets in the west.

"..."

“What is hand climbing?”

There is no rain today, but the sunset is like blood, and the sky is filled with red clouds.

One person and one cat looked up.

For example, various taxes are no longer exempt.

Song You paid a little more money as a reward for telling the old man about the local fragrant ingredients before, thanked him and left.

Only by pouring your heart and soul into it can you understand ghosts and gods.

"How did you know?"

The sky is getting darker and darker.

Therefore, Dayan had two levels of ultimatums.

The calico cat only stared at him blankly.

There are scriptures that save the souls of the dead, and there are statues of gods that suppress evil spirits. Many of them are beginning to be a little blurry. Time is flowing through them. For thousands of years, they have witnessed groups of people passing by here. I wonder if they can continue.

millennium.

"Well……"

Sanhua Empress is relaxed, which has no effect on her at all, but Song You will have a much harder time.

Song You silently took back the hand holding the steamed cake.

"Even if you are not afraid of ghosts, walking at night is still very dangerous." The old man continued, "For thousands of years, countless people have fallen to death here."

"An hour..."

"No, thank you."

These cliff stone carvings span a wide range of ages, so they have different painting styles. Some gods have strange painting styles, some gods have a feminine style, and some gods deliberately highlight their strong bodies. These are the people's fantasies about the images of gods at that time, reflecting the

The social customs and folk preferences of different periods can be roughly judged from which dynasties these stone carvings came from.

Song You stopped at the highest point and sat on the edge of the cliff, his legs hanging naturally, feeling the mountain breeze, determined to spend the night here tonight.

Surprisingly, in such a breathtaking place, the predecessors not only carved out such a road here, but also carved countless cliff stone carvings overhead and on the cliffs.

"Where's the mouse?"

"Um."

"Old man, please sell me a lantern."

Song You nodded.

"No."

"You Taoist priest don't listen to advice!"

Song You walked very slowly, not only carefully, but also slowly admiring the steep scenery below, or looking up to look at the gods on these stone carvings.

From this angle, the ravine below is covered with green shade, like a dark blanket. There are occasionally unknown trees on the cliffs. I don’t know where they are rooted. They just grow so tenaciously against the cliffs, blown by the mountain wind for many years.

One direction seems to welcome brave climbers.

The other is a fold.

The mountain wind made it a bit cold.

Song You was still sitting on the edge of the cliff, admiring the colors of the horizon and the silhouette of the mountains at his feet. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, so he reached out and picked up the lantern he just bought. He lifted the lantern with one hand and pointed it at the distant horizon with the other hand.

A little nothingness is thrown into this lantern.

In an instant, the lantern lit up with a dreamlike light just like the sky at that moment.

Let’s borrow a touch of rays of rays to relieve the cold and long nights.
Chapter completed!