A silver Porsche 911 with license plate "912" was driving on Da'ao Gate Road in Clear Water Bay, and behind Porsche, seven or eight cars of different models followed closely.

"Clear Water Bay is more than 50 kilometres away from Lantau Island, and it seems that we will not be bored along the way. ”

After Wang Zheng finished teasing, he quickly shifted gears and continued to accelerate, and with a scream from Guan Zhilin, Porsche moved forward at great speed like an arrow from a string.

"Zheng, drive slowly, I'm afraid!"

Guan Zhilin clutched the handrail in the car and shouted with his eyes closed.

"Okay, then I'll slow down!"

Wang Zheng began to slow down a little helplessly, and wanted to experience the thrill of a speedy hurricane, but for Guan Zhilin's feelings, he could only play roundabout tactics with the paparazzi behind.

Among the reluctant paparazzi vehicles, the paparazzi named Ah Sheng drove a Honda car made in China, looking at the Porsche in front of him and feeling powerless, just as he was about to give up the chase, the Porsche in front suddenly slowed down, which made Ah Sheng overjoyed, and he stepped on the accelerator and began to accelerate, ready to paste the Porsche, and another paparazzi next to him was busy to stop it.

"Ah Sheng, don't post it, we just need to follow behind us and find out where Wang Zheng is going first. ”

Ah Sheng nodded hurriedly, and drove a Toyota to follow behind the Porsche without hurry.

The other paparazzi vehicles that were chasing after them, with similar ideas as them, were also hanging far behind the Porsche.

Seeing the trailing paparazzi vehicle from the inverted mirror, Wang Zheng chuckled and said: "This group of paparazzi is really persevering, Jiahui, you hold on to the handrails, we tease them." ”

Guan Zhilin closed his eyes and nodded, clutching the handrail in the car, his expression was the same as on the execution ground.

Wang Zheng smiled speechlessly, quickly stepped on the accelerator, and the 911 let out a roaring roar, crossed Daaomen Road and went straight to the Qingshuiwan Expressway.

The paparazzi that were hanging behind them very leisurely all became scrambling and began to accelerate and chase after them, but their vehicles were far from as high performance as the "911", and they were thrown out of the distance in an instant.

Under the roar of the 8-cylinder engine of the 911, Wang Zheng took a short time to cross Clear Water Bay Road to Longxiang Road in Wong Tai Sin District, and then began to slow down.

In the Toyota car, the stupid biao who wanted to be the "No. 1 paparazzi in Xiangjiang" laughed proudly: "A group of fools, driving a Japanese car and still want to chase Porsche, although my car is also a Japanese car, but it is a modified Japanese car, it's not so easy to get rid of me, haha." ”

The little man on the co-pilot flattered loudly: "Brother Biao is still sharp, and when we grab the first-hand information, we can make a lot of money by selling it to the group of decrepit boys in the back." ”

After saying that, the two of them laughed very proudly.

In the Porsche, Guan Zhilin patted his forehead and said with palpitations: "Zheng, don't accelerate anymore, I'll get motion sickness if I accelerate again!"

Wang Zheng shrugged helplessly: "Now that we are in the urban area, if we speed up again, it will not only be the paparazzi who will chase us, but also the traffic police!"

In the following time, Wang Zheng followed Longxiang Road to Qingkui Highway at a steady speed, and when he passed through the Changqing Tunnel, the paparazzi that had been thrown off in front followed again.

Wang Zheng admired this kraft candy spirit very much, so when he crossed the Changqing Tunnel to the final North Lantau Highway, he started to speed up to entertain a group of trailing paparazzi.

The North Lantau Highway is 12 kilometers long, the vehicles on the highway are very scarce, and there is no electronic monitoring at this time, Wang Zheng directly soared 911 to 200 yards, and threw the paparazzi behind him into disappearance, that is, he was wronged Guan Zhilin, when she got off the car, her legs were weak, if it wasn't for Wang Zheng's support, she might not even have the strength to stand.

On the North Lantau Highway, watching the Porsche in front of him disappear, Silly Biao hurriedly began to accelerate, but the figure of the Porsche was getting farther and farther away, farther and farther away.

The little man shouted anxiously: "Brother Biao, hurry up and chase it, the Porsche will disappear soon!"

Silly Biao roared: "Chasing your mother's head, I didn't see that the speed of the car is getting slower and slower." ”

As the silly words fell, the speed of the speeding Toyota dropped dramatically, and with the sound of "clang", a cloud of black smoke ignited from the front of the car and the cab.

Silly Biao scolded angrily: "Bang Jia shovel, cough cough, Wan Chai car god's dead servant street, and said that this car can drive 200 yards, I will push his lungs, and when I go back, I want him to look good, cough cough." ”

The little man hurriedly said: "Ahem, Brother Biao, then what to do now, there is no village in front of the village and no store here." ”

Silly Biao said angrily: "What's the hurry, Wang Zheng and the two must be going to Baolian Temple, we will wait for the declining boy behind, as long as we provide information, they will naturally catch us!"

"Brother Biao still has a way!"

The little man has a face full of black ash and doesn't want to pat himself.

Baolian Temple, also known as Baolian Temple, was founded in 1924, and until now, Baolian Temple is still flourishing with incense, and it is also covered with the solemn Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Tianwang Palace, etc., which is one of the most famous scenic spots in Xiangjiang.

Wang Zheng slowed down and walked along the Panshang Highway to the Lantau Plain, 400 meters above sea level, where the Po Lin Monastery sits in the middle of the plain.

During the filming of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Wang Zheng came to Lantau Island with the crew, but the filming time was relatively tight at that time, so Wang Zheng came to Po Lin Monastery for the first time.

Before I came to the temple, I heard the sound of a loud bell ringing, which resounded throughout Lantau Island, full of solemn and simple atmosphere.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary onlookers, Wang Zheng and Guan Zhilin brought sunglasses and baseball caps to cover up a little and came to the gate of the temple.

In front of the temple, there is a three-room four-pillar three-floor cupola pillar type stone archway, and the plaque in the middle of the archway is horizontally engraved with the four words of "Baolian Temple".

After the archway, there is a tree-lined road leading to the temple, there are a lot of pilgrims on the road, the two bought some incense candles in front of the stall selling incense candles, and followed the tree-lined road to the three magnificent halls on the top of the mountain.

Just as Wang Zheng was about to raise his legs and step into the threshold of the Daxiong Treasure Hall like other pilgrims, he was pulled by Guan Zhilin on the side.

"Zheng, you can't go directly through the middle of the main entrance, you have to go in cross-body from both sides of the threshold. ”

Wang Zheng was amazed and asked, "This is the first time I've heard of it, and you don't believe in Buddhism, how can you be so clear?"

Guan Zhilin smiled: "My father brought me here before, and he told me!"

Guan Zhilin, who was originally smiling, mentioned Guan Shan, and the smile on his face dimmed significantly.

Wang Zheng hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Then let's go in, just as you said." ”

The two of them crossed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall from the edge of the gate, and after burning incense and worshiping the Buddha and adding some sesame oil money to the merit box, Guan Zhilin wanted to ask for a signature, and Wang Zheng was not allowed to follow, so Wang Zheng wandered around the temple alone.

The Giant Buddha of the Later generations had to wait until the nineties to start construction, although there was no support of the Buddha, but the pilgrims in the past were still endless.

Wang Zheng came to the square outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Phoenix Mountain in the distance, which is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with undulating hills and mountains, and the Phoenix Mountain in the distance is an ideal place to watch the sunrise.

Soon Guan Zhilin came over, and Wang Zheng asked, "What did you ask for?"

Guan Zhilin smiled and pouted, "The secret, I can't tell you!"

"Okay, then let's go back!"

Wang Zheng shrugged, and she could guess a few points from her happy appearance, it must be a good pair.

When the two walked leisurely down the mountain road, more than a dozen paparazzi with cameras on their backs were struggling to climb the low stairs up the mountain, among which the two paparazzi with black and gray faces were very eye-catching, and they were stupid and small people who were determined to become "the first paparazzi in Xiangjiang".

Seeing the figures of Wang Zheng and Guan Zhilin, a group of paparazzi quickly flocked to the two of them, regardless of the tiredness on their bodies.