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

At the turn halfway up the mountain, everyone stopped and sat in a small kiosk on the side of the road to rest. You Chunxiao was already so tired that he was covered in sweat, and he kept beating his thighs, Peng Jiang was fine, but fine beads of sweat also appeared on his delicate and smooth forehead.

Fang Chaoyang took out his own mineral water from his backpack and went down, the two girls chatted while drinking water, he came to the side of the road alone and looked down.

On the left is a cliff, with a danger warning sign at the concrete fence, and you can see the sea as far as the eye can see. In the foreground 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 remains.

Yu Qing, a poor travel girl five years ago, was killed here. The ticket for Haijiao Mountain was 100 yuan at the time, and Yu Qing wanted to pray for his mother who was sick in bed because he had no money, so he climbed over the wall of the scenic spot from below and entered here.

And Shang Zaijun happened to be in the scenic area, and when he saw this scene, the thick braid on the back of Yu Qing's head reminded him of his dark childhood memories, and the demon quickly took possession of 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, and after kidnapping Yu Qing, he threw his backpack off the cliff, dragged him to the woods, strangled his neck, raped him, and then threw him into the dry well in the rice field below.

And all this happened in the Pure Land of Buddhism.

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

"Do you remember Yu Qing?"

"Of course I do. ”

"That's where she was killed. ”

"Chaoyang, we are traveling, can you stop telling this kind of terrifying story. You Chunxiao protested.

"Hehe, don't talk about it, have you rested enough, 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 Fang Chaoyang's left side, while Peng Jiang, as a doctor, was also used to seeing life and death, and followed Fang Chaoyang's right side.

The next mountain road is paved with stone steps, humanized settings, and every time you walk a section, there is a small pavilion to rest in, and there are merchants selling souvenirs.

Soon, there were more Buddha halls, cigarette smoke curling, and the sound of chanting was heard from time to time.

Halfway up the mountain, next to it is a slide that allows you to sit in a non-electric pulley, artificially controlling the speed of the slide, enjoying the beautiful scenery all the way from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and ending at another gate of Cape Mountain.

"When you get down, you slide down from here, and I'll go to the main gate over there and drive around, and I'll pick you up. Fang Chaoyang said.

"It's a good idea, and when I guess it's down, my legs will be useless. You Chunxiao bent over and panted, I don't want to leave now, traveling is a chore, it's better to watch the scenery on the computer.

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

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

"Why there is a Taoist temple, I can't say clearly, I didn't do my homework beforehand. Maybe there was originally a Taoist temple here, although later Haijiao Mountain built a Buddha statue and built a Buddhist hall, but this piece of Taoist territory should also be retained!" Fang Chaoyang said.

Walking closer, Fang Chaoyang saw the couplet in front of the Taoist temple clearly: The road of floating life and dreams has never been smooth, and the cultivation of Yunkai Yueming should start today.

The standard regular script is written very horizontally, and of course, the meaning of the couplet is better, I don't know which master came from the mouth.

Suddenly, Fang Chaoyang saw that behind the big iron gate of the Taoist temple, a figure flickered, and then, a black round hole appeared in the crack of the iron gate.

It's the muzzle!

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

Bang!

When the gun rang out, the bullet flew in front of him, and if he had been a little slower just now, he would have been hit, and as for who hit first, it may be difficult to say.

Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao were stunned, they couldn't have imagined that in such a place, there were still people shooting.

"Run!"

Fang Chaoyang shouted, pulled Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao to bend over and run, and rushed to a mobile stall selling Buddha statues and ornaments nearby.

"Someone shoots!" the female owner who sells accessories was frightened and ran down the hill regardless of it.

Bang!

Another shot hit the mobile stall, Fang Chaoyang's face was very ugly, and his first instinct was that Fan Litao was here.

At this time, two more male tourists came down from above, completely unaware of what was happening, Fang Chaoyang hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here, hurry up!"

The door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a mask suddenly rushed out of it and unceremoniously fired another shot at Fang Chaoyang's side.

This time it was so close that the mobile stall was overturned, and the female conductor who sold the slide let out a high-pitched exclamation and fainted backwards.

It was Fan Litao, who was undoubtedly unable to see too many people nearby, or there were no bullets, so he rushed to the slide, pointed a gun at a staff member, put down the pulley, sat inside, and disappeared without a trace.

Fang Chaoyang, who was in shock, hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Shang Yong: "Dayong, Fan Litao appeared in the floating cloud view of Haijiao Mountain, this bastard, and shot at us." ”

"Are you hurt?" Shang Yong asked eagerly.

"Nope!"

"Where is he now?"

"Sitting down the slide. ”

"Alas, I really shouldn't have let you go on a trip, I'll immediately organize the police to catch this son of a bitch. Shang Yong scolded and hung up the phone.

Only then did the three of them stand up, Peng Jiang and You Chunxiao's bodies were trembling, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"I'm not dead, am I?" asked You Chunxiao in horror.

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

As soon as he took a step, You Chunxiao let out a sigh, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

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

"The neck of the foot seems to be broken. ”

Peng Jiang took a deep breath, stabilized her emotions, and carefully pulled up You Chunxiao's trousers, which were red and swollen, she looked at them carefully, and said, "It shouldn't be a fracture, it's just a broken foot." ”

"Go back, I'll carry you. Fang Chaoyang squatted down, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, 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: "Let Chaoyang carry me, how embarrassing." ”

"Come on, you can go on too. Peng Jiang said.

Holding You Chunxiao's legs, Fang Chaoyang carefully stepped on the stone steps, kept his body balanced, and walked down the mountain step by step.