The only formal road here leads to the front gate. The rest are just narrow winding paths, and beyond that, lie the crops planted by the farmers. Ye Tian shook his head. If someone were to steal something and then run away, they'd be like a sitting duck. Is this how tourism developed? To leave such an important tourist resource until the end.
After purchasing a ticket, Ye Tian followed the visitors into the museum.
"Sir, please put down your bag."
At the security check, a sweet-smiling girl holding a metal detector spoke to him.
He had been carrying the bag since leaving the Esoteric Master's home. Inside were several ancient books passed on to him by the Esoteric Master, for him to read and study at home.
Ye Tian smiled back at her obediently, placing his bag on the conveyor belt of the security apparatus while raising his hands for her careful inspection.
