Of course Li Yuanlang didn't want to just leave in such a muddle.

He wanted to find out what Zhi Qian knew.

Before he could ask, Zhi Qian said: "Everything in the world has its own destiny, just like everyone has not decided their own birth time."

"Some things, even if you know them in advance, you can't prevent them from happening. It's useless if I tell you."

"If you are unwilling, let Dao Ming accompany you around the temple to relax. Donor Li, I won't send it away."

After Zhiqian said the order to exclude guests, he closed his eyes and entered the meditative state again without speaking.

Li Yuanlang really suffered a soft blow. He knew the character of a monk and kept his word. Staying here was just asking for embarrassment.

He stood up, nodded to Zhi Qian, said hello, then turned around and came out.

Li Yuanlang still had unresolved confusions in his heart. Did Zhiqian call him in just to say those words?

If you think about it carefully, these words are as good as unsaid.

A sense of disappointment came over him. Li Yuanlang stood at the door. The monk named Dao Ming came over and said, "Donor Li, in the name of the master, please allow me to take you to visit this temple."

At this moment, Wang Zhongqiu also came out of the side room. He looked around, still showing a suspicious look.

Seeing Dao Ming's sincerity, Li Yuanlang couldn't refuse.

Full of questions, under the leadership of monk Dao Ming, we moved from the backyard to the front yard, listening to Dao Ming's endless introduction about the situation of Longshan Temple.

Dao Ming said that Longshan Temple was built more than a hundred years ago. At that time, the temple was not so big and not so good, and it was very dilapidated.

Over the years, with the support of the local government and pilgrims, Longshan Temple was rebuilt.

Moreover, it was moved here from the previous place, the area was expanded, and several new halls were built.

Currently, there are nearly 70 monks in the temple, and six of them are top students who graduated from Buddhist colleges...

"Wait a minute!" While Monk Daoming was speaking, Li Yuanlang raised his hand to stop him politely: "Master Daoming, when did the temple you mentioned move here? In what year specifically?"

Dao Ming was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Nine years ago, was there anything wrong?"

Before Li Yuanlang could answer, Wang Zhongqiu spoke up: "That's right. I thought something was wrong here. It turns out it's not the Longshan Temple I went to."

I don’t blame Wang Zhongqiu for his slow response. The main reason was that one of him had been to the temple for a long time, and the other was just looking at the flowers and didn’t take a closer look, so he didn’t have a deep impression.

Li Yuanlang stood there, narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then said goodbye to Monk Daoming and hurried out of Longshan Temple.

Sitting in the car, Wang Zhongqiu and he almost said in unison, "Go to Longshan Old Temple."

As soon as we left, the car followed the route it came from, and after more than an hour, it arrived at the three-way intersection.

Li Yuanlang said: "Mid-Autumn Festival, you are right. The road on the left is the way to the old temple, and the one on the right is the new temple."

"This road is not easy to walk..." Wang Zhongqiu tried his best to remember, vaguely remembering that there was a cliff on one side of the road, which was bottomless.

Li Yuanlang hesitated for a moment. It was going to be dark soon. He and Wang Zhongqiu were just two people. Is it worth a try?

I just thought that that note was definitely not groundless, there must be something to it.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, are you afraid?" Li Yuanlang asked as he turned the steering wheel.

"I'm not afraid. I will follow you wherever you go." Wang Zhongqiu nodded firmly.

"Okay, let's have a night tour of Longshan Temple."

Wang Zhongqiu added easily: "It should be called Night Exploration of Longshan Old Temple."

"Yes, Longshan Old Temple."

Li Yuanlang restarted the car and drove along the narrow mountain road.

On the way, Li Yuanlang and Wang Zhongqiu used the mineral water and bread and ham that had been prepared in the car to deal with the stuttering to ensure sufficient physical strength.

The reason why Li Yuanlang thinks so is that the old Longshan Temple has been abandoned for a long time.

Moreover, looking at the current road conditions, the snow is very thick and there are no ruts. It will be difficult for the car to drive. It may not be possible to drive wherever it goes, or it may have to be driven at night.

Li Yuanlang was a foreigner and was not familiar with this place. Although Wang Zhongqiu had been here before, it was summer and several years apart, so he had completely forgotten about it.

The Tiguan drove slowly and slowly along the uphill snowy road into the mountain.

Li Yuanlang was fully focused and did not dare to take it lightly.

On both sides of the road, one side is close to the mountainside, and the other side is a bottomless cliff.

Although there are trees blocking it, if it accidentally falls over, it will be a fatal blow.

With his heart in his throat, he looked at the road conditions from time to time.

Wang Zhongqiu gripped the armrest and looked towards the passenger side where he was, assisting Li Yuanlang.

In this way, the Tiguan traveled at a turtle speed, driving less than five kilometers in half an hour, which was not much faster than walking.

There is no other way, safety comes first, this is also a last resort.

Finally, the Tiguan drove out of this difficult road after two hours.

"County Magistrate, look, there are lights in front of you." Wang Zhongqiu pointed excitedly.

Li Yuanlang also saw it. It was already deep in the winter night, and if there were lights, there would be homes. It was definitely a place of hope.

He increased the speed of the car slightly, and the Tiguan slowly drove over.

With the help of the car lights, I saw that it was a small house.

The light came from the window, not electric light, but like candlelight.

When they saw someone deep in the jungle, where there was no cell phone signal, the two couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

After parking the car, Li Yuanlang and Wang Zhongqiu got out of the car and walked towards the small house.

A courtyard was built around it with wooden boards, and a trail was cleared from the thick snow on the side of the road.

Wang Zhongqiu walked in front and saw that the wooden door was not locked. He pushed it gently and the door was opened.

Just as he was about to shout something inside, he saw the door open and a dark figure peeking out. He asked very alertly: "Who?"

"Hello, we are passing by and want to stay warm at your place." Wang Zhongqiu responded.

As his voice fell, a dazzling flashlight light shone over.

It fell on Li Yuanlang and Wang Zhongqiu and swept back and forth.

And the black figure slowly walked over, shined his flashlight on the Tiguan not far away, and said in a slightly older voice: "Oh, I'm a passerby. Come in, there is a heated kang in the house."

After that, he led the way and let Li Yuanlang and two others into the house.

As soon as he came in, a rush of hot air hit his face, along with the smell of meat, which made Li Yuanlang's greedy self come out.

The bread and ham just served were just to satisfy hunger. Besides, on winter nights, the colder people get, the more food they need in their stomachs to resist the cold.

The man pushed open the door inside, and Wang Zhongqiu entered the room before Li Yuanlang. After checking that everything was OK, he nodded and indicated that he could come in.

The room was not big, and there was a hot bed. There was a fire in the iron stove next to it, and there was a teapot boiling water, which was steaming.

With the help of the candlelight on a small wooden table on the fire bed, Li Yuanlang could see clearly that in front of him was an old man of about sixty years old.

Wearing a dog-skin hat and a military coat, he also held a hunting gun in his hand.

The old man was very strong and tall, nearly 1.8 meters tall, almost as tall as Li Yuanlang.

He has a fierce look and a sinister face. At first glance, he is definitely not a good person.

However, you can't judge a book by its appearance.

Some people may be handsome and handsome, but they may have a bad heart.

He looks vicious, but he is a good person without warning.

The man hung the gun on the wall and said, "You should warm yourself up by the fire first, and your whole body will be warm in a while."

There were two wooden chairs next to the stove. Li Yuanlang and Wang Zhongqiu sat down one by one, and both stretched out their hands and put them on the stove to bake.

The old man sat on the edge of the kang, rolled a cigarette and asked: "It seems that you are from the county, right? Where are you going?"

Li Yuanlang did not answer the old man's question directly, but asked him: "Old man, do you live here?"

He believes that living here is extremely inconvenient as it has no village, no shops, and no electricity.

"I am the ranger of this forest, and my home is not here. This is not because the mountains are blocked by heavy snow and the roads are impassable, so I will live here temporarily."

"It's so late. You two have traveled all night to get here. Do you still have to go in?" the old man asked.

Li Yuanlang said: "We want to climb over this mountain to see a friend."

The old man shook his head, "Comrade of yours didn't tell the truth and actually lied to me, old man."
Chapter completed!