Xia Tianxiu immediately noticed a piece of paper pasted inside the window—

Tickets are 50 cents each and are valid for the day of purchase!

Qi Zhao's car couldn't go up the mountain, so he got out, found a path, and hired two villagers at the foot of the mountain. The two villagers carried a stretcher and followed him.

Qi Zhao prepared to have them tie Su Yin to a stretcher and carry her up.

He bought tickets per person, and five tickets stamped with the date were thrown out.

The female ticket seller, who had a rather dull expression, slowly got up, unlocked the large lock on the side, and let everyone in.

There is only one road to the top of the mountain.

The first half was a dirt road, and the part shrouded in mist finally had some man-made stone steps, which were very simple and severely weathered.

This place... doesn't look like a scenic spot at all.

Xia Tianxiu, of course, had no idea that someone above had specially designated this place as a scenic area to protect Daoist Qingfeng.

The requirement to pay 50 cents for a ticket to go up the mountain further discourages most ordinary people from coming here out of curiosity.

After all, 50 cents is an exorbitant ticket price these days.

After securing Su Yin firmly to the stretcher, the group began their ascent.

It took four hours to climb, and we still hadn't reached the top.

Summer Show was very surprised.

Mountains that require more than four hours to climb are almost non-existent in the North China Plain, especially in the suburbs of Beijing.

Two villagers, panting heavily, asked to stop and rest, so the group stopped.

Qi Zhao took out some dry food from his bag and distributed it to everyone.

Xia Tianxiu temporarily untied Su Yin from the stretcher to allow his blood to circulate.

Su Yin lifted her eyelids and glanced at her, her gaze unfocused, before drifting back to sleep.

Xia Tianxiu quickly unscrewed the water bottle she was carrying and poured some sugar water into Su Yin's bottle.

Su Yin did not resist. She closed her eyes, made a sound in her throat, and quickly finished drinking it.

After resting, the group walked for another four or five hours until it was almost dark before they spotted a Taoist temple-style building by the roadside, though all religious elements had been removed from its exterior.

As usual, a broken wooden sign hung at the entrance of the building.

It reads: Xiaomeishan Management Office.

Qi Zhao finally spoke, "We've arrived!"

Then, he added to Xia Tianxiu, "Yue'er, it seems you are truly sincere! Last time I accompanied someone to ask about something, and because he was hesitant, we climbed for three days and three nights to get to this place!"

Xia Tianxiu vaguely understood that there must be some kind of illusion on this mountain!

She was secretly excited, because the more this was the case, the more it proved that Master Qingfeng was extremely skilled.

And Su Yin's brother has a greater chance of being cured by him.

Thinking this, Xia Tianxiu stepped forward and went to knock on the door knocker.

Qi Zhao quickly grabbed her: "Yue'er, what are you doing? Come here quickly."

As he spoke, he stepped back and stood about five or six steps away from the door.

Xia Tianxiu asked curiously, "Aren't we... going to knock?"

Qi Zhao shook his head and pointed to a line of small characters on the wooden sign.

The vermilion lacquer was peeling, and it took Xia Tianxiu a while to make out the words written on it: "The destined one awaits."

It's not about "waiting for the right person to be there," but rather "the right person waiting patiently!"

This Taoist priest is quite humorous.

Qi Zhao said softly, "Master Qingfeng must have sensed our arrival long ago. We just need to stand here and wait."

Xia Tianxiu understood instantly and stepped aside to wait.

Two villagers were already smoking their pipes on the side.

It seems they are very familiar with this process.

The sky gradually darkened.

The door suddenly creaked open.

The person who opened the door was a thin man, around 50 years old, with a buzz cut and a short beard, but his hair and beard were completely black.

The man was dressed in a Ministry of Labor uniform, a very ordinary outfit, but his overall demeanor was striking.

Qi Zhao quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Director Lan!"

This man was none other than Lan Yu, also known as Daoist Qingfeng.

He is now the only person living on the entire Xiaomei Mountain.

In order to preserve this Taoist temple passed down from his master, he made countless compromises.

I am often forced to go on business trips, which usually involve going to various parts of the country to solve some thorny problems for important figures.

Seeing Qi Zhao greet her, Xia Tianxiu quickly followed and bowed to Lan Yu in the same manner: "Hello, Director Lan, we are here to seek medical treatment."

Lan Yu's gaze lingered on Xia Tianxiu's face for a second or two before turning to look at Su Yin on the stretcher.

A few seconds later, he exclaimed in surprise, but quickly composed himself and said calmly, "Bring the person in."

Qi Zhao was overjoyed and whispered to Xia Tianxiu, "That's great! The Taoist priest agreed to treat me, that means he agreed!"

Summer's eyes suddenly felt sore and swollen.

Two villagers carried the stretcher, and Lan Yu led them inside first, placing the stretcher directly in a very spacious hall.

Qi Zhao and Xia Tianxiu followed them inside.

Lan Yu first said to the villagers, "Masters, please go back first."

The two villagers asked in confusion, "Oh, don't we need to carry it down anymore?"

Lan Yu smiled and said, "He can walk on his own."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tianxiu immediately covered her mouth, afraid that she might accidentally cry out, and then two streams of tears gushed out.

Lan Yu glanced at her indifferently and said, "Don't make a sound."

Xia Tianxiu quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

Lan Yu walked up to Su Yin, squatted down, and stretched out a palm.

Gently place your palm on Su Yin's face, spreading your fingers to cover his features.

Then, Lan Yu closed his eyes, as if he were an old monk in deep meditation.

In truth, Lan Yu's heart was already in turmoil.

Because he had already figured out why the young man in front of him was unconscious—his heart meridian had been damaged by someone using golden needles!

Who is it?

Who would do such a cruel thing to such a young man?

Lan Yu tried to gather more information.

However, Su Yin's aura was too complex, carrying too many things that Lan Yu could not discern, and the information left by this perpetrator was almost non-existent!

About ten minutes later, Lan Yu opened her eyes.

His sharp gaze instantly shot towards Xia Tianxiu: "Speak! What evil has this patient committed?"

"Huh?" Xia Tianxiu was so shocked that she took two steps back. "He...he didn't. He's just an ordinary educated youth."

"An ordinary educated youth?" Lan Yu was skeptical. "Comrade, you have to tell the truth. Your boyfriend is in this state because he's been dealt with by a powerful figure! Once a powerful figure intervenes, it must be someone utterly wicked! Tell me! What exactly did he do?"