"In ancient times, everyone could live for five hundred years, and even more, there were saints who could last for a thousand years. They absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of sun and moon, and pursued the great way to seek immortality."

"The Three Emperors and Five Emperors all came here to worship Mount Tai, and this Mount Tai is the land of the gods."

"In ancient times, many holy emperors and ancient emperors chose to be here for Fengshan, covering Mount Tai with a lot of fog and emitting endless mysterious aura."

"In ancient times, Confucius had traveled around Mount Tai, looking for the remains of the ancient Fengshan ceremony, but he left only regrets and found nothing, so it was difficult for his disciples to answer when asking questions."

"It's even more wild news that I also rode a green cow to Mount Tai to find ancient traces. I stayed on the top of the mountain for forty-nine days and left, but the traces were unknown."

"In the 20th year of the Republic of China, General Ma Hongkui led his army to station at the foot of Mount Tai. He accidentally discovered a five-earth altar with two sets of jade books, sealed with stone, mud, and hidden underground."

"In the ancient times of the pre-Qin period, why all the ancient emperors were here for Fengshan? It is still a mystery and may never be revealed."

Wang Hao looked at the pheasant tour guide several feet away. The pheasant tour guide was spitting everywhere, speaking sternly and seriously. The pheasant tour guide occasionally meowed at the mobile phone in his hand.

Wang Hao shook his head and said to himself: "The tour guides are so unemployed now. The content they say comes from Baidu, and there is no evidence at all. Forget it, the real thing in this world is true and false, so why bother so seriously?"

In order to relieve the depression in his heart, Wang Hao signed up for a tour group and came to Mount Tai.

Everyone rested in the hotel for a night and started climbing Mount Tai the next day.

The group of people was in public, and many people climbed Mount Tai for the first time. Only by visiting this place in person can they feel its magnificence and majesty.

The steps in the mountain are like steps to climb the sky, facing north and south, the whole mountain is open, and a vast ten-mile road to the sky.

Whether from a distance or close view, you can feel the majesty of Mount Tai.

Wang Hao is about 1.8 meters tall. Because he often exercises, he has a tall figure and handsome appearance. He belongs to the popular face in northern China, with a high nose bridge and a strong face, and has a three-dimensional sense. Wang Hao's grandfather is a martial arts coach. Influenced by his grandfather, Wang Hao has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has won the Sanda championship in the city.

Usually Wang Hao gives people the feeling of being a straight man in a sunny way.

He stood among the crowd, his eyes were in vain, his nose was slightly red, his eyes were dull, his soul seemed to have lost his soul, and his face was like the rainy weather in March.

He walked up with the tourists, and the laughter and joy set off Wang Hao's inner loneliness. He was already uncomfortable, and he felt even more uncomfortable at this time.

Sometimes, Wang Hao's lips moved slightly. Even though he wanted to say something, he didn't even know what he wanted to say.

There was a face that could not be gone in his mind. He was sick, he couldn't sleep well, he couldn't eat well, and looked up at the sky, all of which were all the faces of someone. Yes, this was lovesickness.

During the years of youthful academic studies, I have been waving the best, talking about the stars and the moon, and my spirit is full of energy.

After graduation, life gave Wang Hao a slap!

First of all, the work is not satisfactory, and the work is repeated day after day every day, and the few thousand yuan is calculated every month. Faced with the high housing prices, Wang Hao can only sigh at the house, especially the brainwashing management of the leader, which makes Wang Hao both physically and mentally exhausted.

"I am a great country in China, with a population of more than one billion, and my GDP ranks among the forefront of the world. I even have to use a house to make money." After working, Wang Hao often said this after drinking a few sips of wine.

Second, my relationship is frustrated. My girlfriend, it’s wrong. My ex-girlfriend has already said goodbye to him.

With the years of kindergarten, Wang Hao, who has received a total of 17 years of scholarly education, finally understood one truth: being rich is really important!

After working for less than a year, Wang Hao felt more and more ordinary, and he could not be more ordinary.

Wang Hao touched his nose bridge and his glasses. Looking at the humans around him who have good vision without glasses, Wang Hao felt even more uncomfortable.

The cost of a full femtosecond laser surgery is 20,000 yuan, which is a huge sum of money for Wang Hao!

At the corner of the mountain road, there is a stone shed. The weather is hot at this time, and many tourists rest here.

"Disciple, how do you look at the man in the distance?" An old man in a normal sportswear said to a creamy young man around him.

The creamy boy looked very handsome, with bangs and a young face.

He observed Wang Hao's appearance and said, "Master, this person has an ordinary appearance, his eyes are unsightly, and his nose is slightly red. Recently, there must be a peach-colored dispute. He should be mediocre throughout his life. Moreover, this person's Yin Tang is a bit black and is a short-lived ghost. He can't live for three days."

The old man in an old sportswear nodded slightly and said satisfied to the creamy young man: "Ran'er, you're right. Do you know the psychic constitution?"

The creamy little student frowned slightly, then sootheed, and said the words in the ancient book intact, saying: "The psychic constitution is born from Yin, and it is easy to get to ghosts and gods, and to gods."

The old man looked at Wang Hao and said to the buttery little boy: "Look at the pupils of that person are too deep. Look at Mount Tai, surrounded by Yin and Yang. You have not opened your eyes now and cannot see ghosts. Several ghosts pass by this person and show affection. This person is very likely to have a psychic constitution. But this person came to the wrong place. Although Mount Tai is surrounded by Yin and Yang, it is yang outside and Yin inside. This person's constitution is yin. Walking through this yang path is prone to accidents. In addition, what you said, I think this Mount Tai should be the place where this person fell."

Although Mr. Cream said that Wang Hao was about to live a life, he was kind-hearted and said to the old man: "Master, those monks often say that saving a life is better than a seven-level pagoda. Should we help him?"

The old man stretched out his palm like a dry vine, patted the buttery little son on the shoulder and said, "Ran'er, the way of heaven has its own cycle. In the dark, everyone has a fixed number. If you forcefully change the will of heaven and violate nature, you will be punished by heaven sooner or later. Remember."

The creamy little boy nodded, but his eyes, which were as clear as a stream, seemed to have their own thoughts.

The old man was like a dead tree in winter, filled with a breath of decay and said, "Ran'er, I haven't had much time. I've been staying here for a long time. Let's go."

The creamy little student looked back, looked at Wang Hao's back, shook his head, supported the old man, and walked under Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!