After chatting in the teahouse, Feng Xinming accompanied Li Luotang to the inn to stay in.

"In the evening, I'll treat you to a meal." Feng Xinming didn't get too entangled.

"Okay." Li Luotang was not easy to refuse.

Even if you are not a friend, you are an acquaintance.

"Stay good rest and see you later." Feng Xinming left the inn with a smile.

Under the guidance of his friend, Li Luotang entered the room to rest.

When the beginning of the Youth hour, Li Luotang, who had changed his clothes, walked to the store and found that Feng Xinming had been there. "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just arrived." Feng Xinming smiled slightly.

"Let's go." Li Luotang did not delve into the authenticity of this statement.

As the sun sets, the lights are on, the two of them walk into the restaurant at the intersection of the street.

The store is full of guests and the lobby is a bit noisy.

The two went directly to the second floor, where there was a pre-ordered table by Feng Xinming, by the window.

After autumn comes, the evening is no longer as hot as summer, and the evening breeze blows in from the window, with a hint of coolness.

Feng Xinming ordered the dish and asked, "Do you want some wine?"

Men and women in the world can drink a lot, but most of them can drink some wine.

"You can do whatever you want, I won't drink it." Li Luotang smiled, "I don't have a good alcohol tolerance."

"Then let's have a pot of kiwi juice." Feng Xinming is not a person who likes wine. Li Luotang doesn't drink, nor does he drink it, so as not to leave Li Luotang the impression that he likes wine and drinks.

Later, the wine and food came up, and the guy poured a glass of juice for each of them, and bowed and left.

Li Luotang picked up a piece of onion and roasted sea cucumber, "It is worthy of being the first of famous dishes. This sea cucumber has a fragrant and soft tendon, and a rich green onion."

Feng Xinming smiled and said, "You must cook sea cucumbers, so that they can be tasted and they can be tasted in."

"One dish, one pattern, a hundred dishes and a hundred flavors." Li Luotang said with a smile.

"There is no fixed taste, and those who taste it is good."

The two of them ate and chatted and got along well.

"The scenery of Funiu Mountain is good, do you want to see it together?" Feng Xinming had a faint expectation in his eyes.

Li Luotang hesitated for a moment, "Okay!"

The rivers are divided into watershed, and the bulls are leaping to the top.

Li Luotang had already planned to go, and Feng Xinming should be a good travel companion.

After the meal, Feng Xinming sent Li Luotang back to the inn, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Li Luotang smiled.

The next day, the two of them rode lightly and quickly to Funiu Mountain.

Near the west side is the southern slope of Funiu Mountain, with its beautiful peaks, saw-tooth peaks, camel peaks, and magical skills.

The ancient trees are towering, and the creation is magical and breathtaking.

The scenery in all seasons is colorful.

In the spring, the mountains are full of flowers, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant; in the midsummer, the trees are shady, and the springs are gurgling.

In the golden autumn, the mountains are red everywhere, the leaves flowing elixirs; in the middle of winter, the silver is covered with jade trees and jade flowers.

At the foot of the mountain, there are several farmhouses who store their horses in one family.

Looking up at the mountain, Feng Xinming chanted: "The tiger squats on the peak, and the reputation of the cow is famous. The sun sets in the village and the autumn is beautiful. If it is not time to be dangerous, it will be difficult to farm. Once the wind and rain are gone, it will be rested."

The mountains are steep, with ravines and ravines, and magnificent peaks and mountains. They circling up the road, and only the mountain paths are winding and the forests are deep and lush leaves are lush.

Occasionally, birds flew past and wild animals ran past.

"Oh, there is a golden pheasant here." Li Luotang found a golden pheasant hooked by a shrub.

This is a white-bellied pheasant. Li Luotang carefully pulled away the thorns and let the pheasant go.

Feng Xinming smiled slightly and said, "This pheasant is fortunate to meet Miss Li, so that he can escape this great disaster of life and death."

"It's just a slight effort." Li Luotang said with a faint smile.

The heights are arranged, the ups and downs are continuous, and they are sometimes far and sometimes near in the misty clouds and mists, and are close and far away, which is intoxicating.

Up to the Fengshui Mountain, the mountains are competing with each other and the momentum is magnificent. When you bathe in it, you feel that every pore in your body is as comfortable as bathing in the spring breeze.

The sky above his head was clear blue and the grass was lush under his feet. Li Luotang stood there in a pink dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a smile like a flower.

It forms a beautiful painting with this green green peak. It’s a pity that she is wearing men’s clothing, if it’s women’s clothing…

It will be more beautiful and elegant!

Feng Xinming had appreciation in his eyes, and there was also a hint of regret that he had unexpectedly noticed.

"Is this a Taoist temple there?" Li Luotang asked in a direction.

Feng Xinming walked to her and looked in the direction she pointed, "It's a Taoist temple."

"Go and take a look." Li Luotang took the lead in walking towards the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is not large in size, with one main hall and six or seven side rooms.

Thinking of Shaolin Temple and the magnificent building complex, Li Luotang sighed, "External monks can recite scriptures."

Buddhism was preached by other countries, and Taoism is local.

But now the Buddha is prosperous and the Tao is in decline.

Feng Xinming smiled faintly and said, "The Taoist doctrine is, 'Practice hard in times of prosperity and help the people in times of troubled times."

"Yes, 'Taoist priests in troubled times went down the mountain to save the world, and monks in prosperous times opened the door to make money.'" Li Luotang stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of observation.

After waiting for a while, the door opened and a little Taoist priest walked out.

The little Taoist priest was about ten years old and was quite handsome, with big eyes and a high nose. He had a small Taoist bun.

Not only did his Taoist robe not fit, but he also had several patches, which shows that life in Taoist temples was very difficult.

"Are the two good people coming to stay temporarily?" the little Taoist priest asked expectantly.

This Taoist temple is only one old and one young, and two Taoist priests.

There is no incense worship of believers from all directions. In order to make a living, the old Taoist priests would occasionally go down the mountain to hold a ritual for others.

Most tourists from afar feel that this place is pure and after staying in the middle of the observation for a few days, they will give a few taels of silver.

Relying on these meager income, they maintained the hard life of the two.

"Can we go in and take a look?" Li Luotang asked.

"Good man, please come in." The little Taoist priest said sideways.

Li Luotang walked into the Taoist temple, and the main hall of the temple was offering the Taishang Laojun. It was a clay statue with mottled paintings on it.

"Master Xiaodao, how much money does it cost to hold a ritual?" Li Luotang asked.

"Please wait a moment, I'll call the master out." The little Taoist priest ran in happily.

After a while, the little Taoist priest and an old Taoist priest with gray hair and a sparse whisk in his hand came out.

The old Taoist priest saw Li Luotang hanging his sword around his waist, and his eyes flashed slightly, "Hello, two good people, I am polite here."

"You are polite." Li Luotang and Feng Xinming bowed slightly.

"In this temple, you can do it for three days, five days, seven days, and nine days. These three days are ten taels, five days are twenty taels, seven days are thirty taels, and nine days are fifty taels." said the old Taoist priest.

At this time, footsteps came.

Today, the temple was lively and there were guests again, two strong men, one tall and one short.

When the old Taoist priest saw the person, his face changed, "Yu Shentu, Jiang Yulei, how did you find this?"

"Brother Qi, after many years of separation, my brothers searched everywhere. Unexpectedly, your brother hid here to enjoy his fortune." The tall black-faced man said with a smile on his face.

"What are you asking me for?" the old Taoist priest asked in a deep voice.

The two of them did not answer, but looked at the little Taoist priest, "Brother Qi, he is the son of the leader, right? I didn't expect that he had grown up so old."

The old Taoist priest remained silent, and he could not deny that the young Taoist priest looked like his biological father Zeng Chunming.

"Master, what leader?" the little Taoist priest asked in a panic expression.
Chapter completed!