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In the southern part of Wonju, the crisis in the capital had not yet spread to this area. At the Zongsheng Temple on the top of Daci Mountain, there was a constant stream of people coming to worship.

In a guest house behind the temple, Luo Yao had his eyes open. He had been awake for a while.

In his sight were old beams, with sunlight peeking through the gaps between tiles. Luo Yao stared at the light-transmitting gaps in a trance.

It was unknown how long it took before he began to observe his surroundings.

The room was small, dimly lit, and no one was in it.

Luo Yao tilted his head and looked towards the window, where water was dripping from the window frame.

Luo Yao watched the water gather little by little, gradually condensing into droplets, stretching until they could no longer hold on and falling down with a clicking sound.

As the water drops fell, Luo Yao became dazed.

The fact that he was not burned to death was just a surprise to him.

My mind is blank, I am not thinking about anything, I can't think of anything.

The memory was covered with dust, and many memories seemed like things from the previous life. Many pictures emerged in his mind, and the feeling of being torn was still there, but the emotions at that time seemed to have left his head.

Tears flowed out without any emotion. Luo Yao stared at the rubble above his head with wide eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but the tears in the corners of his eyes dried up. Luo Yao stretched out his hand hidden in the quilt, which was wrapped in new white cloth. He touched his forehead. The white cloth was still on his forehead, but it didn’t hurt as much.

Luo Yao lifted the quilt with his elbow and got out of bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and found that he was wearing very plain clothes.

The clothes were very clean and looked newly made. The fabric was patchworked together, with several pieces of colorful fabrics of different colors stitched together at the waist.

Luo Yao got out of bed and slowly moved out the door, but there was no one outside.

The whole building looks very old and is very clean everywhere. Looking up, you can see pine trees and distant mountains shrouded in mist, and bursts of crisp bird calls can be heard in the air.

Luo Yao gazed at the distant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist. The mountains were looming, shrouded in a mist, and looked ethereal. Luo Yao stopped and watched for a long time before he slowly walked out of the yard, holding on to the doors and windows.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, the sound of bells rang out.

The sound of the bell is pure and deep, and the echo of "dong" lingers for a long time, making people stop and look up in awe.

Is this a Buddhist temple? Luo Yao leaned forward, leaning against a pillar and sticking his head out.

This is really a Buddhist temple, and it is very popular.

The front yard was filled with people kneeling to worship. Luo Yao stood behind the pillar and watched the people coming and going to worship.

There were many people but no noise or chaos. Everyone lined up quietly. Among them were the elderly, women, children, the octogenarians, young men and women, peddlers and scholars, as well as wealthy people in exquisite clothing...

Luo Yao's gaze shifted to the two old men who were kneeling in front of him. From what they said, he knew that they were there to pray for a child for their son.

Luo Yao listened for a while. This group of people had different wishes. Some were seeking marriage, some were seeking children, some were hoping to get rich, some were seeking safety and health, some were seeking a smooth career...

I don’t know which Buddha here is, but he is in charge of everything.

Luo Yao was so engrossed in watching that he didn't notice someone coming behind him.

"Amitabha, little donor, you are finally awake."

Luo Yao looked back and saw an old abbot in a cassock walking up to him and bowing.

Luo Yao imitated the abbot's gesture and put his hands together in return.

"Excuse me, abbot, where is this place?"

"This is the Dacishan Shengsheng Temple."

"But the abbot saved me?"

"No, I just took advantage of the situation and took you up the mountain. Someone else saved you."

Luo Yao thought of his younger brother and asked them to escape in the chaos. He didn't know whether they had successfully escaped or where they had escaped to. Luo Yao frowned.

The abbot saw his worry and said, "Don't worry, young donor. Your brother is here too."

Luo Yao stared at the old abbot.

The old abbot pointed in a direction and said, "They should be back by now."

They, and others? Luo Yao looked in the direction the old abbot pointed, and he was pointing at the mountain gate.

Four people appeared at the mountain gate, talking and laughing. Among them were my younger brother and A Shi, there were two others.

"It was those two who saved you."

Luo Yao looked over and saw two unfamiliar people, a teenager and a man about thirty-one or thirty-two years old.

Luo Xinchen was the first to notice Luo Yao, and ran towards him while shouting "Brother".

The boy and the man saw Luo Yao wake up from afar, and they were very excited. The boy ran directly towards Luo Yao, and the man hurried to catch up.

Luo Yao caught the little dumpling who was running towards him, and the little dumpling looked up at his brother.

Luo Yao touched his brother's head and reached out to touch the scratch on Luo Xin's cheek. "Does it still hurt?"

Luo Xinchen shook his head. The young man next to him saw that Luo Yao ignored him and tried to get closer to Luo Yao.

"You, wait for me..." A Shi was panting, carrying a basket on his back and holding a basket in his hand, not knowing what was in it.

The old abbot beside him stroked his white beard and bowed with a smile, "Your Excellency is seriously injured. You can rest and recuperate in the Temple of All Beings. If you need anything, please come to the backyard to find me. I will not disturb you all. Amitabha."

"Thank you, Abbot." Luo Yao bowed.

The four of them quickly bowed to me.

After watching the abbot leave, Luo Yao came back to his senses.

A young man immediately appeared in front of him with a piece of grass in his mouth. The man behind him saw that the young man was so rude, so he walked up and pressed him to the ground.

The two men knelt on one knee and clasped their hands together, "Greetings, young master!"

"Huh?" Luo Yao was stunned.

The man pointed at the fish-head talisman on Luo Yao's waist and said, "This is the sub-order of the Dacheng Founding Fish Pattern Order. There is only one in the world. The master orders it to be destroyed. We will all obey the orders of the young master."

Luo Yao untied the adorable little fish head from his waist. Looking at such a lovely thing, it was hard to believe that it was the only remaining token that could summon the fish-patterned man. Although it seemed to be a Luo family heirloom, the Luo family had no records of it... It was clearly just a toy for a child.

"Are you sure this is a token? How can a token look like this? You're not mistaken for someone else..."

The young man beside him couldn't help but interrupt: "My dear, this is it. Anyway, this is what my master drew for me! My master even took me to your room to see it when you were sleeping!"

Is this so outrageous? These charlatans came and went without a trace, treated his house like a backyard, and even peeped at him sleeping, all these years without anyone noticing!

"Um, what are your names?"

"We have no name, please give us a name, my lord!" The man bowed again.

The young man beside him said excitedly: "My last name is Li, and his last name is Du!"

Luo Yao couldn't think of a good name for a moment and frowned.

"Gululu..."

An untimely gurgling sound interrupted Luo Yao's thoughts. Luo Yao looked at his younger brother who was touching his belly and frowning.

The little girl raised her head, grabbed the corner of Luo Yao's clothes and shook it, "Brother, Chenchen is hungry."

Luo Yao touched his brother's head and said, "Just call them pies! One is Li's filling and the other is Du's filling."

After Luo Yao finished speaking, he took his brother away. Ah Shi quickly carried a bunch of things on his back and carried a basket to catch up with his eldest master.

Pie? The young boy, Li Xian, scratched his head and followed. He took two steps and then came back to pull away the man who was standing there in a daze. "Brother Bing, what are you daydreaming about?"

Back in the independent guest house, Luo Yao understood what had happened through Li Xian's narration.

The leader of the Beggars' Sect, a cosmetics company they were collaborating with, was a fish-patterned person. After they rescued Luo Yao, he was too seriously injured to travel. They had originally planned to find a dilapidated temple or cave to stay, but unexpectedly, as they passed by Daci Mountain on their way south, they ran into the Staff Master of the Living Beings Temple. The Master had come to take them up the mountain on the orders of the abbot of the temple.

Luo Yao didn't quite understand this, but since the Temple of All Beings was a holy place of Buddhism, he thought that some master must have noticed something strange about him.

Since he is here, he might as well make the best of it. He is covered in wounds now and there is really nowhere good to go.