Be with the oil lamp and the gentle breeze, swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, gather the upright atmosphere. These were the right way of a Taoist told by Yang Taizi.
Of course, his apprentice, Zhan Er, regarded it as truth.
However, it was quite a boring life.
Since they seized back the Taoist temple, Zhan Er kept having Taoist classes every day as usual. And Yang Taizi was resting to recuperate from the serious injury.
The master said he would get well after at least several times of closed-door solitary. Zhan Er calculated the time, it was about to finish.
He wondered if he could sneak out of the mountain for a short travel---he had seen the colorful world last time when they had to leave the temple.
It was common for a youth to have a curiosity for new things.
He never saw the world and still lived in a clean environment.
Zhan Er peeped around; when he was about to leave, a sound stopped him.
