Chapter 228 - Legends about Mount Jun (1/2)

In the scenic spot in the middle of the night, there are only the screams of owls.

Lin Luoran flies to the sh.o.r.e carrying Rong Donglin. The morning sun is going to jump out of the lake. In a few seconds, Liao’s fis.h.i.+ng boat has disappeared in the mist on the lake.

“Ah! He hasn’t told us where the Dragon Palace is!” The nasty old man wants to swindle them out of 30,000. No way!

Lin Luoran covers his mouth with her hand immediately. Rong is a good guy except that he is too nagging.

“Let’s go. I know where it is. Keep your voice down. We’re trespa.s.sing.” Seeing Rong Donglin nod, she moves her hand away.

Generally, there is maps at the entrance of tourist attractions. It’s very easy to identify the direction of a certain scenic spot on the map. Lin Luoran reads the map for a while before dragging Rong Donglin ahead. Seeing that Rong walks so slowly, she takes out a piece of “yellow paper” and puts it on Rong’s foot.

For the first time of his whole life, Rong feels that the weight of his body is only 100g. In other words, he feels his body as light as a swallow’s!

It is just like magic…Rong Donglin stumbles after Lin Luoran, without noticing her suppressing her smile.

She doesn’t admit that she is “revenging”. Rong walks too slow, so she scares him with a Teleport Figure that she got from Wen Guanjing.

With the Teleport Figure on his foot, Rong is like an electric toy that has been wound up. He feels like that he is walking on a spring bed. He can easily cross the obstacles.

Mount Jun, a not very big mountain, is distant from Yueyang Tower on Dongting Lake. If you look down at it from the sky, you will find it is a beautiful turtle-shaped island in Dongting Lake.

There are 36 pavilions and 48 temples on the island. What Lin Luoran and Rong Donglin are pa.s.sing by is the famous Tomb of Xiangfei.

Ehuang and Nvying are dead, but the statue of the two beauties in Xiangfei Temple are glamorous. Surrounded by floating clouds, cranes, bamboos, lakes and mountains, the statue seems to be flying in the air.

Lin Luoran slows down her steps. The bamboos are swaying in the wind, making rustling sound, like someone is weeping or murmuring…It is so mysterious. She ponders for a while and then stops to wors.h.i.+p the statue.

Although there is no incense, she has a sincere heart. Ehuang and Nvying might not blame her.

As they pa.s.s quickly, the morning sunlight s.h.i.+nes through the bamboo cracks and illuminates the eyes of the statues. The two beauties seem to be divinely coming back to life.

They walk in the opposite direction, and almost cross the whole island before they come to the destination adjacent to Dongting Lake.

A few feet away from the bank, Dongting Lake is enveloped in mist. The light of dawn and the morning glow together dye the boundless lake red.

Rong Donglin is one of the few people who are willing to pursue study in buckish cities. Seeing the characters “Liu Yi Well” on the top of the pavilion, he takes a long breath:

“Miss Lin, it is just a legend!”

Suddenly, there is a beam of green light in Lin Luoran’s hand. In the twinkling of an eye, it becomes a green bamboo, which looks the same as the bamboos in Xiangfei Temple. She knocks him on the head with the bamboo and says, “Is this also fake?”

It hurts…Of course the bamboo is not fake. Rong doesn’t realize that now that there is someone like Lin Luoran in the world, many legends of Huaxia may be true.

It is uncertain whether there is Nantian Gate in the deep lake of clouds, but there truly are “Dongting Dragon Palace” in the book, The Story of Liu Yi. It is not necessarily made-up.

The two people carefully look at the well in front of them. Different from ordinary stone wellheads, the wellhead in The Story of Liu Yi is decorated with two fish-shaped patterns. The two semicircles are not closed, and there are steps extending down the well, as if people could really reach the marvelous Dragon Palace under Dongting Lake.

It is mysterious for ordinary people, but Lin Luoran, who is able to see things miles away, finds that the well is not so deep as it seems to be. Actually, it just takes dozens of steps to reach its end.

Lin Luoran is not disappointed. If the steps led directly to Dragon Palace, even if there were rare treasures in it, they couldn’t get a penny, because the treasures would have already been looted by others.

“Rong, since you have read a lot of books, try to recall the contents of The Story of Liu Yi, especially the way he entered the Dragon Palace…”

Although he is amazed by Lin Luoran’s fantasy, Rong, who is paid by her, obediently picks up relevant contents in the legend: Liu Yi was a student who failed to pa.s.s the imperial examination. On his way home, he pa.s.sed Jing Zhiyang, in today’s Chunhua County, Shaanxi Province. After parting with his friends, Liu Yi saw a very pitiable shepherdess. Liu Yi talked to her and then learned that the beautiful shepherdess dressed in simple clothes was the third daughter of the Dragon King in Dongting Lake. She was mistreated by her mother-in-law and herded sheep here.

Not being able to withstand the girl’s request, Liu Yi promised to send a message to the Dragon Palace in Dongting Lake to seek the protection of her family.

How could an ordinary man enter the Dragon Palace even if he knew the entrance?

The girl asked him to knock three times on an orange tree by Dongting Lake. Then shrimp and crab soldiers came out and divided the water, taking him to the Dragon Palace.