Every time he walked out of the Internet cafe after staying up all night, Chen Xing could always feel the biting chill.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it was too warm in the Internet cafe. I turned on the air conditioner all night and walked out before dawn. It was definitely cold. The surroundings were also very quiet. Although some shop signs on the street were lit, it was so cold.

The color tone intensifies the desertedness of the early morning.

Four o'clock in the morning is also early morning.

There are very few people traveling at this time, and even those uncles and aunts will not come out to exercise at this time. Only the sound of sanitation workers sweeping the floor with brooms can be heard from a distance.

Chen Xing was also a little hungry. After walking about a hundred meters, he saw a breakfast shop on the street. He bought a few steamed buns and ate them while walking.

By the way, I checked the news about Qinghong Temple in Laoyashan.

This is a Taoist temple of the orthodox sect. It was established in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. After that, it only underwent two small-scale reconstructions and renovations in the past few years. Overall, it is still a Ming Dynasty building, which also represents the inheritance of this place.

It has a long history, and there must be true Taoist priests.

Nowadays, many scenic spots have temples and temples inside, but many of them were built by scenic spots to attract tourists.

Let’s not talk about whether the Taoist priests there are the ones who preach too much. The Taoist temple itself is not recognized by the Religious Affairs Bureau of China, let alone Taoism... This makes no difference to people who do not believe in religion, they are all Taoist temples.

, are all temples.

But if a person of faith goes to such a place to offer incense, the Patriarch will not bless you.

Biting a bun, Chen Xing came to the park on the navigation screen.

This large park has a gate on one side of the road. Although there is a security room, no one is on duty inside. Chen Xing went over and took a look. There was a lot of dust inside, and there were no daily necessities.

It seems that no one has lived or worked here for a long time.

After entering, there is a parking lot, and you can see roads after walking inside. The road to the right goes up the mountain, and the sign on the roadside also says "Laoya Mountain goes here."

I didn’t mention Qinghong Temple, but those who really want to go here should also know that Qinghong Temple is on the top of Laoya Mountain.

After entering the park, the breakfast shops on the street and the few people who got up early to work were no longer visible. The environment returned to silence... but the insects in the mountains were still very loud.

Speaking of silence at night, many people will think of the complete silence.

But when you come to a place with many woods like this, it’s actually not quiet.

There is a kind of insect that makes various sounds at night, called a chirping insect, which is like the familiar crickets, grasshoppers, etc. Generally speaking, chirping insects are most active in summer and autumn, but there are also some in winter, such as grasshoppers, etc.

Make a sound.

The temperature in Guizhou is not too cold and the climate is mild. It is one of the provinces where insects like to stay most.

So even now, the insects in this forest are still buzzing, but that's it for now. It may be twice as quiet next month.

The way up the mountain is a staircase about three meters wide, keep going up.

I heard that climbing Huashan Mountain at night is also done with this kind of ladder, but Chen Xing has not climbed Huashan Mountain yet, so he doesn’t know what it’s like over there.

This hill is definitely not comparable to Huashan. Chen Xing only walked for about half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

Chen Xing, who was far away, saw the ancient building on the mountain.

But before going there, there was an observation deck on the mountain that could see the city. He was the only one who went up the mountain for half an hour. But when he got here, he found that there were many people climbing up the mountain at night, and some people were even watching this.

I set up a tent on the scenic platform to sleep, probably waiting for the sunrise.

It is already five o'clock now. Although the sun has not yet risen, the streets of the city are much livelier than at four o'clock.

Vehicles are traveling on the road with their lights on, and each car forms a light strip. These light strips are square, and the dark places in the middle are various buildings.

The outline of the city is very clear here.

Look towards the horizon.

Eh?

It seems a little brighter?

Chen Xing quickly stopped moving forward, set up his camera on the viewing platform, and waited for the sunrise for a while.

You don’t need to be too particular about the location when taking photos of the sunrise on the observation deck. This platform is already the best place to enjoy the sunrise, so if you set up the camera, it just needs to be set up so that it doesn’t block others, and others don’t block you.

The big brother next to Chen Xing used a telephoto lens, which was very long. He looked at Chen Xing's slightly smaller lens and said, "Handsome, this camera of yours is quite beautiful. How much did it cost?"

"This is a gift from a friend."

"It looks beautiful. It seems different from ours?"

Others heard the two chatting and looked over. One person smiled and said, "This is Hasselblad. One lens can buy you a whole set of equipment."

"Hasselblad!" He was surprised.

So Hasselblad looks like this?

He had only heard of it before, but this was the first time he had actually seen it.

"Well, Hasselblad, it was given as a gift. I don't know how much it's worth."

He glanced at Chen Xing again and said nothing.

I don’t want to accept Chen Xing’s words.

Everyone was chatting in twos and threes, exchanging experiences about photography, and waiting for the moment of sunrise.

Many photos are waiting to be released, whether they are landscapes or humanities.

Chen Xing had been waiting for a long time to take the sunrise photo of the Buddha statue in Wuyuan, but it was the first time he had waited with so many photographers. This feeling was really strange.

"It's out, it's out!"

"Get ready to shoot! Don't doze off, brother!"

The observation deck suddenly became noisy, informing each other about the sunrise.

The sun has come out, and the first ray of sunshine in Boyu County shines on this mountain. After all, this is the highest altitude place around them.

If you are in the city at this moment, you may be able to see a feeling similar to Western Sichuan or Tibet, where the sun shines on the Jinshan Mountains.

There was a small photography group of seven or eight people in the distance, the youngest of whom was two older than Chen Xing. The leader was a Mediterranean man who shouted: "Everyone, pay attention! Now the white balance is automatic, ISO100, aperture 11, aperture

Priority, start shooting now!"

Chen Xing looked back when he heard the sound.

The uncles and aunts had a great time taking pictures after adjusting according to the old man's parameters.

The parameters are correct, just have fun shooting.

Chen Xing is still a little envious of them.

My photography knowledge went from a novice to a professional level in no time. Without their learning process, I would have lost a lot of memories.

It’s great to be able to feel your improvement anytime and anywhere...

Chen Xing moved quickly. After taking the photo, he continued to admire it for a few minutes. After the sunrise sunshine completely illuminated the city below, he took two more photos, then put away the shooting equipment and walked towards the Taoist temple on the mountain.

Some photographers who had finished their work also walked with him towards the Taoist temple.

The tourists who come here to watch the sunrise should be the earliest pilgrims to Qinghong Temple every day.

The door of the Taoist temple opened at some point, and the sound of chanting sutras came from inside.

Chen Xing and the two tourists who came up together looked at each other and thought what a coincidence. They also met a Taoist priest chanting sutras, so they all walked towards the place where the sound came from.

The closer we get to the main hall, the louder the Taoist priests chanting sutras becomes.

Chen Xing first saw a few people who were not Taoist priests kneeling on futons at the back. In front of them were the Taoist priests, about twenty of them. Among them, the people in the front row were holding many musical instruments, including drums, wooden fish, and more.

There are many musical instruments that Chen Xing cannot name.

Chen Xing wanted to find a Taoist temple in China some time ago, so after searching, he found that wooden fish are actually from Taoism.

Again, the influence of Taoism among ordinary people is so weak that many people don’t know about many things that are common sense to others even when they are old.

Seeing someone else coming in, a bespectacled girl wearing clothes from a Taoist temple handed what looked like a book to a few people, pointed to the free futon in a low voice, and motioned for the few people to go over and sit down and be quiet.
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Chen Xing made an ouch gesture clearly, then followed the example of the people around him and knelt down here.

I looked at the book she gave me.

"Morning and Evening Lessons at Qinghong Temple in Laoya Mountain"

This should be what Taoist priests recite now.

Chen Xing flipped through it, and there were indeed some scriptures on it, such as the Qing Jing Sutra that Chen Xing was very familiar with, as well as the Golden Light Curse, Xuan Zong of Heaven and Earth, and Wan Qi Root that he had seen in anime. Cultivate for billions of kalpas and prove my magical powers.

……

This is one of the eight great Taoist mantras.

If Chen Xing were asked to listen to what these Taoist priests said, Chen Xing would definitely not understand.

Even though these people seem to be speaking in the southwest dialect, Chen Xing can only say that even if they speak very slowly, Chen Xing still can't understand anything.

Sure enough, the real monks' chanting comes with a privacy code, and even if you read it with a book, you can't understand it.

At this time, the Taoist priests finished reciting another sutra, and the person holding a musical instrument in the front row began to beat and beat, and then said in a relatively slow voice: "Tai Shang Laojun said Chang Qing Jing Sutra, Lao Jun said Dao Dao
To be continued...