Chapter 348 It Was Unusual at the Time

In the courtyard of the Bu Ke Guan, the bright, high sun began to fly down to the west, the blazing white light gradually turned red, and soon the last wisp of rosy red fine light was swallowed up by the clouds in the sky, and all the music was quiet, and the bright moon didn't rise from the east, but instead hung directly high above the head, hanging down on the center line of the Taoist temple. It was as if this moon and the Taoist temple were relative light and shadow.