Peng Jiang was amused and felt that it was easy to be with You Chunxiao. The three of them talked and laughed, climbing up along the flat mountain road on one side.

At the turn halfway up the mountain, everyone stopped and sat in the pavilion by the road to rest. You Chunxiao was so tired that he was sweating all over and kept beating his thighs. Peng Jiang was fine, but fine beads of sweat appeared on his delicate and smooth forehead.

Fang Chaoyang took out the mineral water he brought from his backpack and shared it. The two girls drank water and chatted. He came to the side of the road alone and looked down.

On the left is a cliff, and danger warning signs are set up on the cement fence. Looking far away, you can see the sea. On the right is a low pine forest, and below the forest is a large rice field. At this time, the harvest season has passed, and only the harvested rice stubble is left.

Yu Qing, a poor girl from five years ago, was killed here. The ticket to Haijiao Mountain was 100 yuan at that time. Because Yu Qing had no money, she wanted to pray for the ill person who was sleeping in bed. She climbed over the wall of the scenic area from below and entered here.

Shang Zaijun happened to see this scene in the scenic area. The thick braid behind Yu Qing's head evoked his dark childhood memories, and the demon quickly occupied his soul.

Yu Qing came late. When he came down from the top of the mountain, it was dark. Shang Zaijun had been waiting here for a long time. After hijacking Yu Qing, he threw his backpack off the cliff, dragged it into the woods, strangled his neck, and committed rape. Then, he threw it into the dry well in the rice fields below.

And all this happened in the Pure Land of Buddhism.

After returning to the pavilion, Peng Jiang couldn't help asking, "Chaoyang, what are you looking at?"

"Do you still remember Yu Qing?"

"Of course I remember."

"She was killed there."

"Chaoyang, we are traveling, can we stop telling such horrifying stories?" You Chunxiao protested.

"Haha, let's not talk about it. Have you had enough rest? The mountain road above is still very long. You must be mentally prepared." Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

The three of them continued on the road. You Chunxiao was timid and walked on the left side of Fang Chaoyang. Peng Jiang, as a doctor, was used to life and death and followed Fang Chaoyang's right side.

The next mountain road was paved with stone steps and was set up in a humanized manner. Every time you walk, there was a small pavilion to rest and there were merchants selling souvenirs.

Soon, the Buddhist temple became more and more popular, and the sound of chanting scriptures was heard from time to time.

The journey to the mountain has been over halfway. Next to it is a slide where you can sit in a non-electric pulley. The speed of the sliding is artificially controlled, and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The end point is another gate to the Cape Mountain.

"When you get off, you slid down from here. I'll drive to the main entrance over there and come around and follow you." Fang Chaoyang said.

"This idea is good. I guess my legs will be ruined when I come down." You Chunxiao bent over and gasped, and now he doesn't want to leave. Traveling is a chore, so it's better to watch the scenery on the computer.

"Chaoyang, there is actually a Taoist temple here." Peng Jiang pointed to the left and said.

It is really a Taoist temple, with a very interesting name, called Fuyun Temple. However, the door of the Taoist temple is closed and is not an open tourist attraction.

"I can't explain why there are Taoist temples, and I didn't prepare the homework in advance. Maybe there were Taoist temples here. Although later, Buddha statues and Buddhist temples were built in Haijiao Mountain, this Taoist land must be preserved!" Fang Chaoyang said.

After getting closer, Fang Chaoyang saw the couplet in front of the Taoist temple clearly: Life is like a dream, the road of the great road has never been smooth, and the clouds open and the moon is bright, the practice of practice will begin today.

Standard regular script is written very well. Of course, the meaning of couplets is better. I don’t know which master comes from.

Suddenly, Fang Chaoyang saw someone flashing behind the big iron gate of the Taoist temple, and then a dark round hole appeared in the gap of the iron gate.

It's the gun!

Fang Chaoyang was shocked and quickly hugged Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao, and fell directly to the ground.

Bang!

The gunshot sounded and the bullet flew past in front of him. If he was a little slower just now, he would definitely be hit. As for whom he hit first, it might be hard to say.

Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao were both shocked. They never thought that in such a place, there were people shooting.

"Run!"

Fang Chaoyang shouted, pulled Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao and ran away, rushing to a nearby mobile stand selling Buddha statue ornaments.

"Someone is shooting!" The female boss selling jewelry was scared and ran towards the bottom of the mountain regardless of concern.

Bang!

Another shot hit the mobile stand bed. Fang Chaoyang's face looked very ugly. His first intuition was that Fan Litao was here.

At this time, two more male tourists came down from above, not knowing what was going on. Fang Chaoyang hurriedly shouted: "Don't come over, go up quickly!"

The door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a mask suddenly rushed out of it and bluntly shot Fang Chaoyang again.

This time the distance was very close, and the moving stall bed was overturned. The female ticket seller on the sales slide let out a loud scream and fainted.

Even Fan Litao undoubtedly saw too many people nearby or there were no bullets. He rushed to the slide, pointed a gun at a staff member, put down the pulley, sat inside, went down quickly, and disappeared.

Fang Chaoyang, who was still in shock, hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Shang Yong: "Dayong, Fan Litao appeared in Fuyun Temple in Haijiao Mountain, this bastard is still shooting at us."

"Are you injured?" Shang Yong asked anxiously.

"No!"

"Where is he now?"

"I went down the slide."

"Oh, I really shouldn't have let you go on a trip. I will organize the police force immediately to catch this bitch." Shang Yong cursed and hung up the phone.

The three of them stood up, and Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao's bodies were trembling constantly, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"I'm not dead, aren't I?" You Chunxiao asked in fear.

"It's okay, the bastard who shot ran away." Fang Chaoyang said.

Just as he took a step, You Chunxiao shouted, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chaoyang asked hurriedly.

"The ankle seems to be broken."

Peng Jiang took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and carefully pulled You Chunxiao's trousers up. It was red and swollen. She looked carefully and said, "It shouldn't be a fracture, but a sprained ankle."

"Go back! I'll carry you on my back." Fang Chaoyang squatted down, feeling very uncomfortable. You Chunxiao was injured this time because of himself.

Peng Jiang supported You Chunxiao and lay on Fang Chaoyang's back. You Chunxiao was still shouting: "How can you be so embarrassed to let Chaoyang carry me on his back?"

"Come on, you can go on." Peng Jiang said.
Chapter completed!