Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

That night.

Li Yi'an tossed and turned, unable to fall back to sleep, sat on the couch for a while, decided to take a walk outside, what was in his mind was still about the things here.

It's just that as soon as he went out, he saw Zhang Long lighting an oil lamp and sitting in the open space among several thatched huts. There was also a set of tea sets on the desk, which he bought from Chang'an.

"It's so late, the Taoist priest is still so elegant!"

Li Yian stepped forward with a smile and said.

"Isn't that the same for fellow daoists?"

"I'm not used to sleeping here, so I want to come out and take a walk if I can't sleep."

Sitting in front of him, Li Yi'an asked curiously: "Actually, I've always wondered, is it because the Taoist priest wanted to see me, or was it because of other reasons that Tianshi Yuan led me to Mount Zhongnan?"

He still prefers to know that.

"Fellow daoist can attract the Dao of Heaven, the Taoist sect of the world, there is no one who doesn't want to get to know fellow daoist, and so do I."

Zhang Longyi poured a cup of tea for Li Yi'an, and continued, "Did you know that the Dao of Heaven is extraordinary?"

Li Yi'an nodded and said, "Of course I know, after all, it's something from heaven."

Zhang Longyi said again: "Among all the Daoist sects in the world, there is no other person who can sense the Dao of Heaven except Fellow Daoist. The Li Family has something to ask for help from Fellow Daoist."

In other words, there were people who could sense the way of heaven before, and Zhang Longyi needed help from the way of heaven.

This is the reason why they want to find themselves, Li Yian asked: "What's the matter?"

"A matter of our life and death."

"Will there be any danger?"

"It may or may not be."

What Zhang Long said was almost the same as if he didn't say it.

Li Yi'an asked again: "What does the Taoist priest need me to do? Not everyone can sense the way of heaven. The last time I sensed it in the imperial city, I immediately lost ten years of life. You want to ask me for help, unless you can help me continue my life. Otherwise, please leave me alone."

"So powerful!"

A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Long's eyes, and then he said: "It's really the way of heaven. What comes from heaven is not something we mortals can bear."

Li Yi'an took a sip of tea, and said again: "If the priest can't save my life, we'll leave tomorrow."

"Let me think about it."

It seems that Zhang Longyi really has some way to continue his life.

Li Yi'an didn't really believe it, he still remembered that sentence, people here can't easily believe it, and said: "In this case, let's stay here for another three days, and I will wait for the Taoist priest's way to renew his life."

Zhang Longyi said: "Human life is also the destiny of heaven. If you want to continue your life, you are fighting against the way of heaven. Fellow Taoists think highly of us."

After finishing speaking, he packed up the things on the table, but left the tea set to Li Yi'an, and went back to sleep.

"Drinking so much tea, I can't fall asleep."

Li Yi'an shook his head, but he still boiled water to make tea, even if he was alone, he still had to drink it with a sense of ritual.

"Who are you? Never seen you before."

I don't know when a young woman in a Taoist robe walked in outside, holding a sword in her hand, she walked up to Li Yi'an slowly, and asked curiously: "We usually don't take in guests here."

In ancient times, women could also practice Taoism.

Li Yi'an glanced at the woman indifferently, her lips were red and her teeth were white. Although she was dressed in neutral clothes, she had a special taste.

"I'm no ordinary guest."

Li Yi'an said.

"I see, you are the one who senses the way of heaven, Li Yi'an?"

The woman's eyes lit up, and there was a bit of excitement in her tone.

"I didn't expect that I was a bit famous when I was here with you."

Li Yi'an took a clean teacup, scalded it with boiling water, poured tea for her, and said, "I don't know what to call fellow daoist?"

"Song Lanjun!"

The woman said her name casually, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yuan said that you will definitely come, but I didn't expect you to come."

Is Yuan Tiangang still his uncle?

Li Yi'an caught this information and said again: "You all look forward to my coming?"

"That's natural, as long as you come, we have hope"

Song Lanjun's frowning Emei slowly stretched out.

They seemed to be hoping that Li Yi'an could do something for them.

Just now Zhang Longyi didn't finish his sentence, Li Yi'an asked curiously at this moment: "Why?"

"Did the head tell you? If he doesn't tell you, I can't tell you."

Song Lanjun stood up and said, "Thank you for the tea!"

Then she walked around all the thatched huts here, and walked to the back, where there seemed to be a place to live.

Li Yi'an felt very baffled. After drinking the last cup of tea, he extinguished the charcoal in the stove and went back to rest.

After dawn.

Li Yi'an woke up late because he didn't sleep well last night, if it wasn't for that bastard Cheng Chumo coming over to make noise, he could still sleep again.

"Sir, senior brother is welcome!"

Yuan Tiangang came over and said.

Arriving at the hut where we met yesterday, Li Yian saw Zhang Longyi sitting down cross-legged again. This looks like Li Yian's masters practiced in watching film and television works in later generations.

"Master, may I ask what you want to say?"

Li Yian said as soon as he entered the door.

After a long time, Zhang Longyi stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

Li Yi'an didn't let Changsun Chong and the others follow, they walked outside the thatched hut together, and then walked around to the back, where there was actually a cave.

It's not winter yet, just approaching the cave, Li Yi'an can feel a cold wind blowing in front of him, making him shiver slightly.

"Why is it so cold in here?"

Li Yian said in surprise.

"Because it's full of ice cubes!"

Song Lanjun came out of the cave suddenly.

"So you are here!"

Li Yi'an laughed, no wonder she walked around the thatched cottage last night.

Zhang Longyi was not surprised that they knew each other.

Li Yian asked again: "There are ice cubes in it, what is it for?"

Zhang Long continued: "Save people, fellow Taoists are here, let's go in and have a look!"

He led the way ahead and went deep into the cave, only to feel that the cold was getting more and more frightening.

Li Yi'an was thinking in his heart, how can he save people in this kind of place?

Then Song Lanjun pushed open a stone door, and Li Yi'an could clearly see blocks of ice bricks appearing in front of him, all of them were breathing cold, and at the end of the place, there was a bed made of ice blocks, on which lay a man.

"These ices are stored in every possible way during the winter, at least to ensure enough for one year."

As soon as Zhang Long said, he came to that man, and continued: "He is my senior brother, and also the previous head, Lan Jun's father, Song Gong."

After hearing this, Song Lanjun lowered his head, slightly sad.

"Why did you freeze him up?"

Li Yian asked.

"Fellow Daoist, you can check first."

Zhang Longyi did not say the reason.

Li Yi'an was very curious about Song Gong, so he first grabbed his hand to feel his pulse.

Song Gong's pulse was very weak, intermittent and continuous, as if he would die at any moment. In addition, his skin was wrinkled and stuck to the skeleton, like a frozen corpse.