Chapter Thirty-Eight: Hanyue Temple

Zhang Qi didn't wear much, a gray hoodie that looked vibrant, and a thickened sweatshirt, which was the head of the upper body, and there were not even warm pants underneath, just a pair of thickened slacks.

Dressed in black, it doesn't look very sunny, but the smile is very kind.

Qi Weiwei and Zhang Qi's thin image are completely different, with a thickened infrared thermal jacket, and a pair of dark green stockings on top of a pair of fleece leggings underneath, although it will still be cold when the cold wind blows, but it is not known how many degrees higher than Zhang Qi's thermal insulation effect.

The cashmere sweater on the upper body is also gray, and a black patent leather coat is put on the outside, which does not look like a high school student's youthfulness, but has a bit of a woman's charm.

I have to say that beautiful women dress beautifully.

Velvet leggings and black stockings, Qi Wei's slender thighs still look very thin, and the two of them sat in the back of the bus, looking at the people in the entire bus at a glance.

Maybe because of the cold weather, there are few people on this bus except for two people.

"Eh, it's finally time to eat." took out the hamburger from his arms, Zhang Qi stuffed it in his mouth three times and two times, and then took three sips of the milk and drank it.

Hiccuped without any image in front of the beauty, Zhang Qi stuffed the garbage in his pocket, and then half-squinted his eyes.

It was nearly an hour and a half of driving from the city center to the central mountain, Zhang Qi would definitely not sit stupidly, glancing at Qi Weiwei, who was playing with his mobile phone, Zhang Qi's butt was pasted towards the girl's position, making it more comfortable for him to nest.

"Don't stick your head to the glass, it's easy to get a headache from the wind." Seeing Zhang Qi sticking his head to the glass and closing his eyes, Qi Weiwei reminded him gently.

"Huh?" Stunned, Zhang Qi turned his head and looked at Qi Weiwei in some surprise.

Qi Weiwei has always felt strong for Zhang Qi.

Whether it is the eldest sister's style when she first integrated into this circle, or the repeated persecution when she doubts her identity, this girl feels completely like a strong woman.

But today it seems to be a different person, whether it is to help me bring breakfast, or what I said just now, although the voice is still a little cold and strong, but the tone is a little concerned.

"What do you want me to do? I'm afraid you'll crawl halfway up and shout to go down. With a kick of apricot eyes, Qi Weiwei said without self-recognition.

"Oh......" grinned, Zhang Qi naturally would not expose Qi Weiwei.

Shaking all the way, Zhang Qi doesn't often take the bus, and when he gets off the bus, the soles of his feet are a little fluttering, he shakes his head before he stands, his steps are slightly shaky, and the next moment he is suddenly held by an arm.

"I told you, don't sleep with your head against the window, don't listen." Frowning, Qi said slightly helplessly.

"If your head isn't against the window, is it against your shoulder?" Looking at Qi Weiwei like an idiot, Zhang Qi said unexpectedly, which suddenly made the girl's face red.

"Neurotic, I shouldn't care about you." Pouting and twisting his head, Qi wrapped himself in clothes slightly, and then walked against the central mountain.

I have to say that the air in the city center and the city is different, Zhang Qi got out of the car and walked two steps to feel refreshed, and the little rosin and earth in the air made the originally dry and somewhat sore nose very comfortable.

The sun only showed a corner, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the back made the originally cold body a little warmer.

The green that was nowhere to be seen in the city appeared in the central mountain for a long time, and the larches on both sides of the road, although they did not have the emerald green of spring, were still very eye-catching.

The crowd was not much, Qi Weiwei and Zhang Qi walked one after the other, the road was full of more than a dozen people, and they could hear the wind passing by in their ears quietly.

"Zhang Qi, do you believe in Buddhism?" After stopping and resting for a few seconds, Qi turned his head slightly, looked at Zhang Qi who was looking left and right with his eyes and asked.

"Believe it or not, I can't say it well." Stunned, Zhang Qi smiled dryly and said an ambiguous answer.

Zhang Qi's education since childhood did not have these things related to religious beliefs, after all, as a special soldier, he must pass the ideological level.

Otherwise, the country will not be able to bear this kind of thing if they are fooled by other people and their followers and leak their secrets.

However, in Zhang Qi's view, existence is inevitable, although it cannot be superstitious, but it cannot be completely believed.

"I came to worship the Buddha so early in the morning, you don't think I'm feudal and superstitious, right?" Blinking at Zhang Qi, Qi asked with a slight chuckle.

"Have you ever seen any local tyrants who are superstitious?" With a grin, Zhang Qi took two quick steps, and the two stood side by side.

Pouting and rolling his eyes, Qi turned his head slightly and stretched out in front of the sun, and then took off the pure white scarf tied around his neck.

"The local tyrant decided to bring you for a while, and you have a cold." Folding the white scarf, Qi Weiwei stuffed the scarf in his hand into Zhang Qi's hand.

The warm sunlight reflected on the girl's face, and there was a faint flush.

Looking at the two faint dimples on her pretty face, Zhang Qi was stunned, squinted his eyes and held the scarf in his hand, but it was not tied around his neck.

The two people looked at each other lightly in the sunlight for a few seconds, Qi Weiwei suddenly dodged in a panic, and then turned his head a little embarrassed and continued to walk, without looking back to care about Zhang Qi.

Turning back without a trace, Qi Weiwei just happened to see the scarf tied around his neck, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and walked towards the mountain as if nothing had happened.

"This girl is really the same every day." Gently smelling the scarf with a faint smell of perfume, Zhang Qi sighed inexplicably.

The central mountain is 3,000 meters above sea level, with a total of 3,000 steps, and it does not have its own observation car like those famous rivers and mountains, and everyone who wants to go to the incense must climb it step by step.

Zhang Qi followed behind, watching Qi Weiwei walk vigorously from the beginning, and gradually began to become a little struggling, and when he reached the end, he stopped from time to time to catch a breath, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He always followed behind, Qi was slightly stronger, he kept looking at it, it seemed that catching up with her or helping her would hurt this girl's self-esteem, and the only thing he could do was to stand behind and not put pressure on her.

There was no one in front of him or behind him, and the people who came up with the two of them before had been left far behind, Qi Wei gently wiped the sweat on his forehead, gently put his hands on his waist, and raised his head slightly.

"Ah, Zhang Qi! Look! Beckoning to Zhang Qi, Qi Weiwei grabbed Zhang Qi's arm, pointed to a temple in the mountains and forests and couldn't help jumping.

"Hanyue Temple, do you see?" Looking at the temple in the distance, Zhang Qi turned his head and gently raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat off the tip of the girl's nose, which suddenly made the elation in the girl's eyes turn sluggish.

Standing in place in a daze, Qi was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly glared at Zhang Qi angrily, and continued to walk without saying a word, but the panic in his eyes was really seen by Zhang Qi.