The weather was lovely today, so by dusk, a rare sight appeared on Mount Longhu.
Golden light spilled down, bathing the front and back of Mount Longhu in the sunset's golden glow. It was as if the warm, glittering afterglow had dusted everything between heaven and earth with gold. Beyond, the mountains rolled on in an endless chain, their outlines softened by the setting sun into something mysterious and magnificent. It was as though the true face of a vast, dazzling painting were slowly unfurling between heaven and earth.
High above, golden sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, which had also turned gold, and spilled across the mountains. Every leaf and every rock gleamed with a golden sheen. In the distance, the peaks looked especially tall and imposing in the sunset, standing there in quiet majesty.
Amid that seamless harmony of color, the ancient buildings in the rear mountain appeared and vanished in the afterglow. The old Taoist temples, with their gray tiles and blue bricks and sweeping eaves, looked solemn and rustic. For once, they seemed to reveal the profound weight of history that was usually so hard to discern.
Though those buildings had weathered countless years, some details remained clear. The sunset washed over the temple roofs, and its golden light mingled with the gray tiles and blue bricks. A tranquil, solemn atmosphere emerged, naturally calming the heart and carrying a faint echo of Taoist stillness and non-action.
And yet!
Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao had no time to admire Mount Longhu's rare golden sunset!
They had spent most of the day wandering around the mountain like headless flies, and were on the verge of mobilizing the power of their "Anywhere Express" company to surround Mount Longhu and conduct a thorough search. Who had time to look