At the foot of Guishan Mountain, the traces of floods along the river road still exist, which are more than 20 meters high. You can imagine what kind of storm it was when the dam collapsed.

The mud on the Yangtze River Avenue still exists, with weeds growing, and the spectacular scenes of the past cannot be seen.

Li Baoqiang was filled with emotion. The great Wuhan was destroyed by a century of floods.

However, there were pedestrians on the road. After inquiring about the direction of Guiyuan Temple, they were not far away and turned around.

Seeing Li Baoqiang and others wearing military uniforms, the pedestrians looked a little panicked and their faces were pale. Perhaps it was because they couldn't eat enough.

In the apocalyptic times, big cities really did not support people. They were full of steel and concrete, and they could not even find a land for growing vegetables. Instead, the mountains in the countryside became a happy home.

The land has once again restored its function of nurturing humans, rather than its value-added function.

Eating a full meal is the first need of mankind, and living in high-rise buildings is the second.

Is this a return to nature? Li Baoqiang sighed.

While thinking, the moment of my eyes suddenly became lively. A mountain gate stood in front of me, with three big words on the mountain gate: "Guiyuan Temple".

The mountain gate was very lively, and the hawking sounds in groups of three or three add a bit of lively atmosphere from the previous life.

Tao Zhihan is a child after all, and is very curious about the lively scene in front of him.

"Damn, why do you sell old clothes? Nothing fun,"

After looking around Tao Zhihan, he was very disappointed.

Li Baoqiang was also very depressed. It seemed that he had to go long to restore the lively scenes of his previous life.

"Hot dry noodles, fresh rapeseed, fragrant,"

A vendor saw Li Baoqiang and others wandering over and shouted loudly.

The vendors were sharp-eyed, Li Baoqiang and others were armed with guns and live ammunition, and they dressed up by soldiers. They should be rich people.

Sure enough, Tao Zhihan could not walk when she saw the hot dry noodle stall.

"I want to eat, it looks so tempting, uncle,"

Tao Zhihan held Li Baoqiang's hand and shook it back and forth, as if a little sister was acting coquettish to her elder brother.

Li Baoqiang enjoyed Tao Zhihan's spoiled behavior very much, but with a word "uncle", he pushed Li Baoqiang's good mood into the eighteenth level of hell.

Am I that old? I'm dizzy.

“How to sell it,”

Even so, Li Baoqiang still walked up to ask the stall owner.

"A bowl of Wuhuayuan is definitely enough. Look, I'm serving it in sea bowls."

The hawker looks in his forties and looks honest, as if he is a businessman.

"You can use Huayuan,"

Li Baoqiang was a little curious about when Huayuan could be used in Wuhan.

"Yes, Huayuan is the most used as a money-making service now, but if you have gold and silver, you can use it, but I can't find it. Haha, do you think you'll have five or six bowls?"

The stall owner was a smart man. When he saw that Li Baoqiang and his party were five or six, it was almost noon again, so he suggested.

"Then let's have six bowls. This is thirty Huayuan, you can collect it first."

"Okay, I'll give it to you after you finish eating,"

No matter how much he said that, the vendor had already taken the thirty Chinese Yuan banknotes and put them in his pocket.

Pour cold oil in the hot pan, stir-fry the pot with dried green onion, ginger and chili, grab a few handfuls of noodles that have been cooked and dried, stir-fry for a few times, and finally add the rapeseed heart, sprinkle salt, stir-fry for a few more times, and fill the pot with a full pot The fragrant hot dry noodles are out of the pot.

It was divided into six bowls, no more or less, green rapeseed hearts, red dried peppers, and the greasy noodles were full of energy, making you feel appetite.

"I'm starting to move,"

When Tao Zhihan spoke, she had already stuffed a mouthful of hot dry noodles into her mouth. There was a greasy noodles outside her bulging mouth. With a "slip", Tao Zhihan sucked the noodles into her mouth, and finally stretched out her mind. Scarlet little tongue licked a circle of lips.

Temptation, charm, this little girl definitely did it on purpose.

Facing such delicious food, how could Li Baoqiang not move his index fingers and eat up all the hot dry noodles in a short while.

The four soldiers were still unsatisfied. This was the first time since the end of the world that I had such a pleasant meal.

"It's not bad, but you're a modified version of hot dry noodles. This is not what you really do,"

A warrior asked.

"Yes, because sesame oil and soy sauce are very scarce now, I can only use this method to make fried noodles,"

The vendor was a little guilty and knew that these foreigners were not easy to cheat, and they were carrying guns. If they were not happy, they might break themselves. Thinking of this, the vendor sweated coldly on his back.

"I think it's good. It must keep pace with the times. It tastes very authentic. It's called authentic hot and dry stir-frying,"

Li Baoqiang didn't think there was anything wrong, because this noodles tasted good.

"It's authentic hot and dry fried," the vendor muttered, thinking about it, noticing that Li Baoqiang and others had left and walked into Guiyuan Temple.

The incense in Guiyuan Temple is also full of lushness.

The crowds of people in groups of three or three kowtowed to worship Buddha or prayed incense, with pious expressions on their faces.

Since the end of the world, we have experienced natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the Buddha statue that is high above and does not collapse has become a sustenance in people's hearts.

"Look, a glans,"

Tao Zhihan screamed in surprise, which caused everyone to look at each other.

Who, in this temple, loud noise and slander, is simply blasphemy.

Li Baoqiang and the soldiers hurriedly turned around and pretended that they were not all the same people.

It's so embarrassing. This little girl is really unrestrained and knows a lot about her glans.

Tao Zhihan didn't care and grabbed Li Baoqiang and pointed at the release pond.

"Uncle, look at the glans are so small, but they are so firm,"

Li Baoqiang covered his face and cried. God, the earth, it was so embarrassing to let the gods take this girl away.

"Uncle, you are so evil. I mean the heads of these little turtles are so cute."

Li Baoqiang looked along Tao Zhihan's fingers and saw a tiny patch of turtle shells in the release pond. The little turtles were stretching their heads, and were basking in the sun in a daze.

I see.

"Sister, please don't be so high-profile next time, okay?"

Li Baoqiang was speechless for a moment and turned to Luohan Hall.

"I'm right, the glans are the turtle's head. You're dirty."

Tao Zhihan followed Li Baoqiang with a pout. The soldiers looked around with vigilant eyes, but they couldn't help but want to laugh on their faces.

In the Ksitigarbha Hall outside the Arhat Hall, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is enshrined in the Ksitigarbha Hall.

The wood-carved shrines in the hall are excellent. The wings and flying eaves, the fishing claws, the two phoenixes facing the sun, the flying dragon rollers, the relief hanging columns, and the flowers and plants are all extremely exquisite. Although there are traces of floods, they are still wonderful.

An old monk outside the Luohan Hall gate stopped Li Baoqiang and others with kind eyes.

"This donor, I will briefly introduce the counting of the arhat. When I enter the arhat hall, I will start with arhat at will, and count the number of his age. I will record the number of the arhats. When I go out to find me, I will crack the number of the signatures. Incense is casual, haha,"

""Counting the Arhat, this is interesting. Hurry up, let's go in and have fun,"

Tao Zhihan figured out the way to count the arhats and happily pulled Li Baoqiang into the Five Hundred Arhat Hall.

When they walked into the Luohan Hall, Li Baoqiang and Tao Zhihan were all infected by their vivid images.

I saw some sitting cross-legged, some lying on the stone to look at the sky, some studying Buddhist scriptures, some exorcising evil, some brave, some gentle, some innocent and honest, and some experienced vicissitudes, all of them were vivid and vivid.

The 463rd Arhat is Venerable Tuo Nu, and there are 6 boys around him who dig ears, cover their mouths, and cover their eyes. They are called "Six Dramas Maitreya". "Six" means eyes, ears, nose, and tongue.

, body and mind, it warns Buddhist disciples not to be contaminated by ordinary love. The statue fully portrays the innocence, childishness, naughtiness and kindness of the arhat.

Since he started counting at will, Li Baoqiang didn't care about counting from a Arhat until he reached the twenty-fifth Arhat. He looked at it carefully and saw that there was a 350 number under the foot of the Arhat statue, and then looked up.
Chapter completed!