Zhang Jiahui of the back halls was not interested in introducing Fang Jingrou again, and directly led her through the ear door of the courtyard to the back wall of the Taoist temple.

There was a small corner door in the northeast corner of the back wall, and he took the lead in pulling the iron bolt open in the door and pushing the door out.

Out of the Taoist temple is a sheep intestine path, winding upward.

A short walk away, there is a small birch forest, and in the middle of the woods there is a clearing, and next to the clearing, there is a small river.

There were two people squatting on the open space in the middle, moving in a very indecent posture.

A small wooden bridge was erected over the river, and the wooden bridge was about a meter above the water. There were four people squatting under the bridge, these four people were shirtless, wearing a big pair of shorts, grinning and red-eared, I don't know what the situation is.

Zhang Jiahui picked up a branch from the ground, broke off the extra branches a few times, and swayed to the clearing.

Fang Jingrou also followed curiously.

"Be spiritual, just practice your legs and feet to Yuan Shi Tianzun, and then you won't be able to get on the pile."

"Senior brother, it's Pangu who opened the world, right?" The man squatting in front of him raised his head with great effort and said.

With a "snap", the twig twitched on the speaker's back.

"I don't usually study, and I'm in a hurry when I use it. Yuan Shi Tianzun is Pangu, do you know? ”

"Got it, brother." The person in front didn't answer, but the one in the back did.

"Well, the children can be taught." Nodding, Zhang Jiahui walked around the two people and walked towards the small bridge with satisfaction.

Fang Jingrou took a closer look. The two squatting men, each with several lead bars tied to their legs, moved on the ground where directions were drawn.

Each step was far apart, and the legs were heavy. Therefore, from a distance, it looks like a hemorrhoidal preparation for a flattering posture.

At this time, Zhang Jiahui's shouting and scolding came from the bridge.

Holding back her laughter, Fang Jingrou chased to the river to see the excitement.

The few people under the bridge turned out to be Zamabu, and Zhang Jiahui was checking which of them had wet crotch.

"I have poor hard work, and I have a big crotch! Just you are so lazy, be careful that you soak in the water for a long time and rot **. ”

Zhang Jiahui was majestic enough, turned his head to glance at Fang Jingrou, and shook his head to signal to go up the mountain.

Fang Jingrou followed behind him, carefully observing his lower plate, and saw that there were roots under his feet, and the ground was light. It is indeed practiced.

It seems that this Chaoyang Palace is really a bit famous.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Jiahui turned around and asked Fang Jingrou.

"Are you going to go back to the mountainside spots, or are you going to go up the mountain?"

"Climb to the top."

"When you get to the winding road on the mountainside, there are stones all the way up, and you have to climb no road, can you do it?"

"I'm fine. Let me go ahead in a moment, and if I drop you, I'll be a little bit behind. Fang Jingrou took out two bottles of water from her backpack and handed one to Zhang Jiahui.

"With your physique, who can take it?"

Fang Jingrou snatched the water back.

"Okay, okay, you're up ahead. But be careful, don't kick the rocks down, you don't fall down, and I'll choke on the stones. ”

Fang Jingrou has already figured out Zhang Jiahui's temperament, this is the master of a knife-mouthed tofu heart. So, without much nonsense, adjust your breathing and climb up first.

In the shouts of Zhang Jiahui, a little to the left, a little to the right, an hour later, they reached the peak.

Fang Jingrou used her last strength to climb the beacon tower on the top of the mountain and lie on her back on the top of the beacon tower.

Although Zhang Jiahui was panting, he still had the strength to spare, so he pulled her up and pushed her to sit down behind the battlement of the beacon tower.

"Do you know how many people, like you, are stupid, lying in the wind, with their mouths slanted and their eyes crooked?"

"I don't expect you to spit ivory out of your mouth, but can you spit out less dirty words?"

"Wow, can you listen to the point? What do you do with inconsequential modifiers? ”

"That's how the language is modified."

"Of course, everyone has their own way. This is similar to decoration, you have to decorate according to your own preferences, right? ”

"I haven't seen anyone decorate it at home."

"What did you say?"

"I said your home is too unique."

Zhang Jiahui glanced at Fang Jingrou and sat down to drink water.

Fang Jingrou stabilized her breathing and wiped away her sweat. Slowly stood up and looked out of the beacon.

The mountain wind was fierce from the bottom to the top, blowing Fang Jingrou's face thin, her eyes were slender, and her black hair was like seaweed in the water.

Under the mountain, the grass fields and green seedlings, the old road of the city barrier, the village houses and horses are like mud puppet toys, the ancient city is shallow in the mountain mist, and the gray and blue line of the sea in the east extends to the sky.

Everything in front of her seemed to be familiar at first sight, which made Fang Jingrou's heart stir.

Looking at the mountain again, there is an asphalt road on the mountainside that goes around the mountain and leads directly to the mountain gate in front of the mountain.

The eye sockets of the goddess's side face were far away, obscured by a tree, and the Vasher and the mountain wall could not be seen.

Zhang Jiahui was observing Fang Jingrou from the side, this woman, she didn't look good at first sight, but later found that she had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and now she is not afraid of falling down when she stands at the battlement, and there is a scar in the center of her eyebrows, no wonder she always makes her hair cover half of her face, she is really not a normal master.

This will blow in the mountain wind, standing in the wind like a mountain demon, isn't there something you can't think about?

"Are there any monuments on this mountain, or archaeological finds?"

"Huh? Monuments? Yes, there are two monuments in this mountain, you have seen Chaoyang Palace, built during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. There is also the Shuiyue Nunnery on the ** Mountain, which is a nunnery and was also built in the Qing Dynasty. ”

"It's all from the Qing Dynasty? Didn't there be an earlier? ”

"This is the only way for the Qing army to enter the customs, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, I don't know how many times, even if there are historic sites in this mountain, they have already been burned by the Qing army I don't know how many times, where can I stay."

"That's right, so if you build such a long road, you haven't dug up any treasures buried in the mountains?"

"The stones in this mountain are harder than iron, and if you want to bury the treasure, you have to bury it. Legend has it that in this mountain, the goddess who blocked the eyes of the sea buried a cornucopia in the belly of the mountain, and I don't know if it's true or not. Speaking of this, Zhang Jiahui showed a fascinated expression. If only I could have a cornucopia? ”

"There's only one way to get something for nothing."

"What's the solution?"

"Practice reincarnation hard."

"You mean to let me die sooner?"

"I want you to win at the starting line, why are you so unenlightened?"

Fang Jingrou continued to identify the direction while arguing with him. Then he was the first to descend from the beacon tower and descended from the eastern ridge of the mountain.

"Hey, the rocks over there are very steep, it's not easy to go down, wait for me."

"The woods over there are beautiful, and I want to see them."

"The woods? Which piece? Aren't they all the same? ”

"Don't come with me if you're afraid of the steep, I'll go shopping by myself."

"You are a girl, what are you going to do in the deep mountains and old forests? How old was I to mix up this mountain, and where am I afraid of steepness? ”

A quarter of an hour later, they were close to the priestess's forehead, and further down to the eye sockets.

"Hey, don't go any further. In another direction, it is very steep and difficult to pass. ”

Fang Jingrou didn't say a word and continued to move forward.

"Wow, the nervous disorder is on, aren't you? There's a cliff in front of you, so you didn't commit suicide here, did you? ”

Fang Jingrou stood on the edge of the cliff and confirmed that the woodland below was where the former goddess shrine was located, and scattered artificial stones could be faintly seen among the trees in the flat area.

Fang Jingrou remembered that there was an inscription on the front wall of the mountain where the secret room was located.

I don't know if I'm at peace now, but over the past 400 years, anything can happen.

At the urging of Zhang Jiahui, Fang Jingrou and he went down the mountain from another road.

Back at the inn, Fang Jingrou was already exhausted, and fell asleep when she entered the room.