What was that smell? It smelled a little like the incense and candles in a temple, but not quite.
Could it be the scent of worship offerings?
The moment that thought arose, Yi Shuyuan sensed something almost immediately. He could vaguely feel something in a particular direction, as though he could see a wisp of smoke in the darkness, with a faint glimmer of candlelight.
"I'm going out for a moment. I'll be back soon."
Hearing this, Hui Mian, who had just finished giving him several reminders, immediately jumped onto his shoulder. Yi Shuyuan had already risen.
"Master, what's happened?"
"We'll know when we get there!"
Yi Shuyuan answered Stoneborn, glanced at the others who had also stood up, and stepped off the wooden veranda. Riding the wind, he rose into the sky and flew into the distance.
"Master, you have to come back-"
By the time Stoneborn finished shouting, Yi Shuyuan had already vanished from sight!
Zhuo Qing reached out and rubbed Stoneborn's little face.
"Don't you like staying here with Auntie Zhuo?"
"Uh, I do like it..."
Stoneborn muttered and said no more. He wanted to go ride the big fish for fun. ...
On the southwestern shore of Longwind Lake, some three li from the water, stood a modest Dragon King Temple.
It was morning, and with the recent installation of new statues, a fair number of people were arriving one after another to offer incense and worship.
Following the feeling in his heart and that scent of incense and candles, Yi Shuyuan flew here. After surveying the scene below, he turned into a gentle breeze, drifted down nearby, and slowly materialized within the wind.
When Yi Shuyuan reached the temple entrance, he looked at the worshippers heading inside to offer incense, then at the plaque outside.