Dujiangyan, Guanjiangkou, the ancestral land of Erlang God, the legend of this judicial god of war, with his 1200 little brother gods sit on the mountain here, draw the land as the king, this around the talk is better than the emperor, is the real king of the mountain...

Up to now, it has become an important game attraction, and a large part of the people who come here are here for the sake of this Erlang God of the river mouth.

Li Yun looked up at the temple in front of him, and a familiar feeling welled up in his heart.

Especially when he saw the stone statue in front of him, to be honest, Li Yun still wanted to complain, after the first beautiful man in the heavenly court was carved into a stone statue, the ugliness was simply turned upside down.

After looking at it through the eyes of the sky, there is no luck connected to this stone statue, that is to say, this stone statue of Erlang God in the mouth of the river cannot contribute luck to the Erlang God in the heavenly realm.

"Isn't Guan Jiangkou the ancestral land of Erlang God?"

"Don't say anything else, Zhenjun must have been here before..."Bai Shen on the side said firmly: "There is still a smell here... That's right, no matter how many years have passed, the smell of that dead dog here, I will never forget that smell for the rest of my life, it's so sassy that I can't forget it. ”

Li Yun: "......"

This smell is indeed sassy enough, it has been so many years, and it can still make Bai Shen smell it, Li Yun is really not convinced by this... Although I can't smell it.

Li Yun felt it, far away in the dry village, the [Erlang God] stone statue left by himself can accurately receive luck, and the Erlang God stone statue here has no connection with the Erlang God in the heavenly realm, and there is no connection with himself.

"In other words, this Dujiangyan Guanjiangkou is really the ancestral land of Erlang. Li Yun turned to look at Bai Shen, there are many theories about Erlang Temple, and the unified theory is from the Guanjiang Estuary, but there are three places in Huaxia for this Guanjiang Estuary.

There are Sichuan, Shaanxi, and even Shanxi have the legend of Erlang Temple, and there is the so-called [Guan Jiangkou], which gives Li Yun the feeling of being a cunning rabbit and three holes.

Judging from Bai Shen's statement, this Sichuan is probably genuine?

"The so-called truth and falsehood cannot be generalized, for the immortals, the temple is their own territory, and the others are not important, or not as important as imagined. Bai Shen said: "Maybe these three are the ancestral lands of the true monarch, maybe none of the three are just the wishes left by the temple of the true monarch." ”

"But there are still strange places here..."

"What's weird?"

"The stone statue made here with the image of the true monarch inherits the name of the true monarch, theoretically speaking, this stone statue should have more or less some connection with the true monarch, but this stone statue is not to mention the connection, the spiritual sense does not even react to the touch, obviously there is no connection with the true monarch. Bai Shen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Li Yun didn't answer, but wandered around the Erlang Temple a few times, and there was a familiar feeling in his heart that was getting stronger and stronger, but he didn't know where this feeling came from.

It's not the feeling of being weird, but a very instinctive [sense of sight], which gives Li Yun the feeling of being here when he was a child... No, it's not when I was a child, it's when I was a baby, I was here before I was 4 years old, and I didn't have a memory.

"Legend has it that the watershed of human memory is at the age of four, and generally speaking, people will not remember things before the age of four, unless it is a genius that is rare in a hundred years. Li Yun muttered: "But the sense of sight is a wonderful thing, it may not be able to remember the memory before that, but the body can still remember, as long as you are immersed in the scene, you can feel this wonderful sense of sight." ”

It's amazing, obviously I haven't been here in my memory, but my body still remembers...

Li Yun can be sure and certain that he has definitely been here before he was four years old, and he has been to this Erlang Temple in the mouth of the river, probably brought here by the old man Xuan Daozi, but he doesn't remember it anymore.

After touring, Li Yun and Bai Shen found that in addition to the smell of the dog's urine in the legend, it was an ordinary temple, and the only thing worth noting was that the old man Xuan Daozi had been here and had been here with himself.

Li Yun thought of the old Taoist priest who said he would leave...

"What the hell are you doing, old man..."

Putting down the longing for the old man Xuandaozi, Li Yun turned to look at the fat-headed fish Liu Yanli, and now this thing is looking at the antique furnishings around him with a cold light, and his eyes flashing with a criminal gaze are wandering, and he has the intention of moving antiques.

"Ahem, please don't have any bold ideas..."

"Cut..."

Liu Yanli admitted bluntly...

"By the way, wait a minute, follow me to a place. ”

"What are you doing. Liu Yanli covered her chest with her hands and looked at Li Yun vigilantly.

"Let you be a happy fish. ”

......

Dusk is gradually coming, there are fewer and fewer people passing by, only Cheng Le's family is still here, Cheng Fei and his wife have been models for Cheng Le for a long time, and several portraits have been formed.

There are sketches, oil paintings, ink paintings, abstract paintings, etc., and there are all kinds of painting methods.

"Whew, it's finally done. Cheng Le wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling that his head was a little dizzy, the feeling of being energetic was gradually draining from his body, and the feeling of being deprived of health had returned.

He was about to become a patient again, but Cheng Le smiled with relief, he was really lucky to be able to complete these portraits before he became a patient.

There are a lot of portraits that carry their own thoughts, and when they are away, their parents can take a good look at these portraits, and they can use these portraits to miss themselves, which is enough.

Proof that has remained in this world -

"My daughter's painting is awesome..."Cheng Fei sighed sincerely, even if he didn't have any artistic cells, he could see that this painting could not be painted simply, it was a painting that had been poured into his heart.

After being praised by his father, Cheng Le was very happy, put away his things, sat on the stone bench, squeezed between the two couples, and looked at the calm jaw.

Dusk fell, the color of dusk was sprinkled on the sleep, shining like gold, and Cheng Le was fascinated by it.

It would be great if this beauty could be kept forever...

Enjoy the scenery with your family...

[It would be nice if there was a mermaid...]

The mermaid's, beautiful, the creatures that symbolize the legend of freedom...

At this moment, there was a sudden sound on the surface of the water, and the beautiful mermaid jumped out.

Long aqua blue hair, bewitching face, that symbolizes the tail fin of swimming fish.

Cheng Fei and his wife, stunned...

Looking at the mermaid who jumped out, Cheng Le muttered.

"It's beautiful..."