The young Daoist priest took a few steps back, then moved gracefully, light as a swallow. He leaped, soaring to a height of seven or eight feet. With a single hand, he prepared to vault over the wall. However, the roof tiles above him were unstable, and his hand slipped, almost causing him to fall.
Fortunately, his agility saved him. With a light movement of his palm, he effortlessly resolved the crisis, landing smoothly inside the temple.
Taking a closer look, he scanned his surroundings and realized he was in a vegetable garden. In front of him, there was a row of cucumber plants. The cucumber vines were supported by bamboo poles, standing tall and effectively concealing his figure.
The young Daoist breathed a sigh of relief. When he calmed down, he noticed the fresh cucumbers hanging on the bamboo poles. His mouth watered involuntarily.