The moon rose over the willow tree tips.
In these days, due to the lack of tourists and pilgrims, Dragon Tiger Mountain was especially quiet every night.
As Lu Heng hesitated about whether to start a live stream, a commotion suddenly arose outside the door.
"Someone set a fire, hurry and catch them!"
"Forget catching them for now, quickly put out the fire!"
"Extinguishing the fire is urgent, don't let the flames rise!"
"Everyone get up, quickly come help put out the fire..."
Upon hearing the noise, Lu Heng quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and rushed out.
Joining him in rushing out the door were five or six young Daoists.
After exchanging glances, they all looked bewildered.
"It's not good, the Spirit Treasure Hall is on fire, everyone hurry to put it out!"
"The fire extinguishers on the mountain are limited, hurry and take basins to fetch water..."
At this moment, Qingming ran over and shouted loudly to them.
