This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 156 Ye Gong loves dragons
A moment later, the oil stains wiped off the railing of the small stone bridge were still there, but the person sitting on the bridge was gone.

And this place was not as deserted as Shen Qingyou thought. There seemed to be tourists coming and going around.
One day later, early in the morning, in ancient time and space, Taihang Mountains.

The Taihang Mountains that Zhuang Lin once knew were already very vast, but in this world, the majesty of the Taihang Mountains far exceeded his imagination, stretching for thousands of miles.

Not to mention that there must be some secret places hidden in it.

There are some familiar historical contexts here, but also a reality that is almost completely different from what we originally knew.

Standing in the clouds above Taihang Mountain, Zhuang Lin looked towards the north and south. The mountain range that looked like the back of a dragon stretched endlessly, as if it stretched to eternity.

The sense of grandeur and the magnificent aura brought by the mountain were so shocking that even Zhuang Lin was shocked at this moment. Such a magnificent momentum must be extremely heavy.

Perhaps only a place like this can calm down this earth-shaking man!
In fact, the Xiangyang I went to last time was not very far from the Taihang Mountains. For Zhuang Lin, the distance of several hundred miles was basically close to it, but he didn't think of visiting it last time.

The first time he arrived at the Taihang Mountains, Zhuang Lin was almost certain that this was the place, somewhere in the Taihang Mountains. It was a special feeling from somewhere in the universe.

After a long time, Zhuang Lin lowered his head to look at the person sleeping soundly at his feet. He was already wearing ancient costume, and this time it was relatively simple, which saved him a lot of trouble.
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About half an hour later, in Xiangyang City, Zhuang Lin dropped Shen Qingyou off at the base of a wall next to a government post station.

The post station is not strictly guarded, but it is relatively safe. At least few people coming and going would go here.

There were a few bundles of hay at the base of the wall, which served as fodder for the horses at the post station. Shen Qingyou slept there peacefully, moving from time to time.

"Mr. Shen, this is already a relatively comfortable place to live. I'm leaving you ten taels of silver and three hundred Chinese coins, which is the savings of an ordinary family for many years. Finally, I want to warn you: don't change the course of history at will, otherwise you will suffer a disaster. Take care of yourself!"

Originally, Zhuang Lin planned to send Shen Qingyou to Yecheng, but considering that Yecheng was now in the hands of the Later Yan founded by the Xianbei Murong clan, he decided to send the big star to Xiangyang, which was at least still a Han dynasty.

After saying this, Zhuang Lin turned and left. There was a guard at the entrance of the post station who saw Zhuang Lin coming out and didn't even ask any questions. The clothes he was wearing seemed simple in color, but it was obvious that the craftsmanship was very sophisticated and he was not an ordinary person.

Zhuang Lin walked out onto the street and paused briefly. The noise seemed to suddenly become louder, with all kinds of atmosphere mixed together, and the anger of the people in the city rose to the sky.

In fact, the last time Zhuang Lin came to Xiangyang, he was in a hurry and didn't take a good look around here.

Xiangyang is worthy of being Xiangyang. Even though it has suffered several hardships, it is one of the great cities in history after all, and it still appears relatively prosperous.

A faint voice sounded in Zhuang Lin's ears.

"Sir, you are too kind. You left him in this peaceful place. In fact, you should have just sent him to Yecheng."

"maybe!"

Zhuang Lin smiled and continued to move forward.

In the next few years, Yinxian Valley will start to operate in almost the entire Taihang Mountains, cultivating the mind and practicing, and also getting in touch with everything in this world.

It travels between mountains, rivers and lakes, as well as through the mortal world. In the mortal world, the main radiation points are cities near Taihang, such as Xiangyang, Yecheng, Jinyang, and perhaps also include the relatively far Chang'an.

There will be crises, but opportunities also exist!
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Shen Qingyou was still sleeping soundly on the haystack. He felt his breathing was smooth and his whole body was relaxed. Every breath of fresh air in his sleep seemed to moisten his internal organs, making him feel comfortable and relaxed.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qingyou slowly woke up naturally from his sleep, rubbed his eyes but was unwilling to open them.

"Whoa."

I slept so comfortably. This must be the most comfortable sleep I have had in these days, right?
Shen Qingyou squinted his eyes and yawned, wanting to turn over, but the rustling sound of the grass under him made him a little confused. After turning over, the feeling of the grass pricking his face suddenly woke him up.

Shen Qingyou opened his eyes and propped himself up to stand up, looking down. Is this a pile of hay?
What's going on? I'm sleeping here. Whose prank is this?
However, Shen Qingyou did not shout or scream. Instead, he looked around and found himself at the base of a wall made of compacted earth, which did not look familiar at all.

"The buildings in the film and television city also have adobe walls?"

Shen Qingyou asked in confusion and reached out to scratch the wall with her fingernails. It was indeed made of earth, not cement imitation.

These unfamiliar things made Shen Qingyou ignore the noise outside for a moment, or perhaps it was because this was the ambient noise in his sleep, so he didn't notice it.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey."

A strange sound that sounded like laughter but also with a heavy nasal breathing was heard. Shen Qingyou subconsciously looked up and saw a row of stables a little further away. It was the horses over there that were neighing.

"horse?"

Shen Qingyou was slightly stunned, then he patted the hay and dust off his body and walked quickly towards the stable. The closer he got, the more frightened he became.

Horses, really horses, and there were so many of them. There were at least dozens of horses tied up in these antique stables, which really shocked Shen Qingyou.

It wasn't that Shen Qingyou hadn't seen so many horses before. Given his wealth, it was normal for him to see some horses of noble pedigree. However, the stables at the film studio didn't normally keep horses. The horses used for filming were all brought in temporarily; normally they were kept at a nearby dedicated horse farm. And even if they did, dozens of horses at once was a bit exaggerated. What crew was going to shoot such a large scene recently?

Then we should go to the filming location, right?
Shen Qingyou looked at the stables one by one. The horses were all tied up, some were eating grass, and some were resting quietly.

Although it feels strange, it seems that each horse has its own state.

"Hey, sir, are you looking for a horse? I have the license plate number. I can find it for you!"

"Ouch!"

A voice suddenly sounded beside him, which scared Shen Qingyou. He shuddered and looked to the side, only to see a man who was half a head shorter than him standing next to him.

"It is my fault for disturbing this gentleman. It is my fault!"

The man seemed to be apologizing for scaring the person. After all, the person in front of him was well-dressed and did not look like an ordinary person.

Shen Qingyou had recovered by now. He heard the man's tone and accent were strange, but he didn't care too much.

"Oh, it's okay, it's my own problem."

The coachman at the post station was slightly surprised that this gentleman had a good temper.

"I have rarely heard your accent, sir. You must be a visitor from abroad. Where is the horse brand? I will help you find it!"

"Horse brand?"

Shen Qingyou couldn't help but frown when he heard this word again.

"Yes, a horse tag. There are so many horses at the post station, and many look alike. How can I find them without a horse tag? But you didn't bring it with you?"

Shen Qingyou smiled. He realized that this guy was just like that Zhuang Zi'an, too immersed in the role.

"Okay, okay, no more jokes. You should take a good rest too. Don't act so serious when there are no cameras filming you."

I have to say that a good sleep has a great impact. Shen Qingyou is now refreshed and in a much better mood. He has no temper at all. After saying this with a smile, he is ready to leave. This film and television city is really big. He has been here for at least two months, but there are still many places he doesn't recognize.

As he walked, he looked up at the post station building that he had just ignored. Shen Qingyou seemed to recall some dreams he had just had, and Zhuang Lin's words gradually emerged in his mind.

Ten taels of silver, three hundred coins of Han Dynasty? A disaster of losing one's soul and body? Take care of yourself?

These words seem to be still ringing in my ears, and they seem very real.

The one with the surname Zhuang?
Shen Qingyou looked at the gate of the post station which was getting closer and closer, frowned and reached into his arms. Starting from the place where his clothes felt heavy, he actually felt a pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a cloth bag with a drawer.

Shen Qingyou was stunned again. He untied the cloth bag and looked inside. There were actually some white scattered metals and many copper coins. He took out a piece of white metal and a few copper coins and looked at them carefully.

The copper coin looks old, and the white metal...
"Is this Silver? That's not right. How can the words in the dream be the same as in reality?"

Shen Qingyou gradually felt that something was wrong, and her previous conversation with Zhuang Lin began to come back to her mind bit by bit.

The other party asked him to call home, saying that he might not have another chance in the future, and the last high five oath
Yes, I was talking to him by the bridge, how come he ended up sleeping here?

For some reason, although it seemed so absurd, Shen Qingyou felt a little panic in his heart. He walked quickly to the gate of the post station, glanced at the soldier guarding the gate, and then looked outside.

The hustle and bustle of Xiangyang City's streets seemed to hit me at this moment. There were pedestrians everywhere, cars and horses coming and going everywhere, shouts and hawking sounds were endless, and there were also bargaining and market disputes. All the sounds were a mess, forming the noisy world of this world.
Filming, it must be filming, all of them are extras, all of them are extras, where is the camera? Where is the camera position?

With an inexplicable sense of fear, Shen Qingyou walked to the street and looked for camera positions everywhere, in every corner and on top of every building.
But let alone cameras, he didn't even see any signs of modernization in any shops or houses, not even a single electric light, which instead disturbed many people.

And every person I met here, whether disgusted or shocked, bewildered, or avoiding me, their voices and actions all expressed their natural selves, as if they were living life, not acting out some drama.
It only took Shen Qingyou less than a quarter of an hour for his initial panic to turn him pale and uneasy. He walked cautiously on the street, trying to find anything unusual, but it seemed that everything was in vain.

Although he kept muttering "Impossible" under his breath.

But in his heart, Shen Qingyou probably understood something.
The memory of the bridge becomes clearer and clearer, and the man’s words are still ringing in my ears.

"Okay, let's high-five each other, but I have to warn you, once we high-five, we can't change our minds!"

(End of this chapter)