At the foot of Guishan Mountain, the traces of the flood along the river road still exist, and it looks more than 20 meters high, so you can imagine what kind of turbulent waves it was when the dam collapsed.

The mud swamp along the river road still exists, and the weeds are overgrown, and you can't see the spectacular scene of the year.

Li Baoqiang was full of emotion, the good Wuhan was destroyed in a flood of the century.

However, there are pedestrians on the road, and they inquired about the direction of Guiyuan Temple, which is not far away, and the corner is.

Seeing Li Baoqiang and others wearing military uniforms, the pedestrians' eyes were a little panicked, and their faces were dish-colored, perhaps because they couldn't eat enough.

In the last days, the big cities really did not feed people, there were steel and concrete everywhere, and there was not even a single land to grow vegetables, but the countryside and mountains became happy homes.

Once again, the land has regained its function of nurturing human beings, rather than its value-added function.

Eating well is the first need of human beings, and living in high-rise buildings has become the second.

Is this a return to basics? Li Baoqiang sighed.

Thinking about it, the eyes suddenly became lively, a mountain gate stood in front, and there were three big characters on the mountain gate: "Guiyuan Temple".

It was very lively in front of the mountain gate, and the shouting of threes and twos added a bit of the lively atmosphere of the previous life.

Tao Zhihan is a child after all, and she is very curious about the lively scene in front of her.

"Dizzy, why are they all selling old clothes, there's no fun."

After looking around, Tao Zhihan was very disappointed.

Li Baoqiang is also very depressed, it seems that he still has a long way to go if he wants to restore the lively scene of his previous life.

"Hot dry noodles, fresh rape, fragrant."

A vendor saw Li Baoqiang and others coming around, and hurriedly shouted.

The hawker is sharp-eyed, Li Baoqiang and others are loaded with guns, and soldiers are dressed up, so they should be rich masters.

Sure enough, Tao Zhihan saw that the hot dry noodle stall couldn't walk.

"I'm going to eat it, it looks so tempting. Uncle. ”

Tao Zhihan took Li Baoqiang's hand and shook it back and forth, like a little sister coquettish to her big brother.

Li Baoqiang enjoyed Tao Zhihan's coquettishness very much, but the sentence "uncle" sent Li Baoqiang's good mood into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Am I that old, dizzy.

"How did you sell it?"

Even so, Li Baoqiang still walked up to the stall owner and asked him.

"A bowl of five Chinese yuan is definitely enough, you see that I use a sea bowl to serve it."

The hawker looks like he is in his forties, with a simple face, like a businessman.

"Can you use Huayuan?"

Li Baoqiang was a little curious, when will Huayuan be used in Wuhan.

"Yes, Hua Yuan is the most money-making now, hard currency, but if you have gold and silver, you can also use it, but I can't find it, hehe, do you think it's five bowls or six bowls?"

The stall owner is a shrewd person, and when he saw Li Baoqiang and his party of five or six people, the time was almost noon, and he proposed.

"Then come to six bowls, this is thirty Chinese yuan, you take it first."

"Okay, it's okay to give it back after eating."

After all, the peddler had already taken the thirty yuan bill and put it in his pocket.

Pour cold oil into the hot pot, stir-fry the green onions, ginger and chili peppers, grab a few handfuls of noodles that have been cooked and dried, stir-fry a few times, and finally put in the rape heart, sprinkle salt, and stir-fry a few times, and a pot full of fragrant hot dry noodles is out of the pot.

It is divided into six bowls, no more, no less, green rape heart, with red and red dried chilies, the oily noodles are full of strength, and you will have an appetite when you look at it.

"I'm moving."

When Tao Zhihan spoke, he had already stuffed a mouthful of hot dry noodles in his mouth, and there was a shiny noodle outside his bulging mouth, and with a "stinging" sound, Tao Zhihan sucked the noodles into his mouth, and finally stretched out his scarlet little tongue and licked his lips.

Temptation, charm, this little girl is definitely deliberate.

Li Baoqiang faced such a delicious and beautiful woman, how could he not move his index finger and eat up the hot dry noodles in a while.

The four warriors were also unsatisfied, and this was the first time since the end of the world that they had eaten such a refreshing meal.

"That's good, but you're a modified version of the hot dry noodles, isn't that really what you do?"

One of the fighters asked.

"Yes, because sesame oil and soy sauce are in short supply now, I can only use this method to make fried noodles."

The hawker was a little weak-hearted, knowing that these outsiders were not easy to deceive, and they still had guns, if it didn't go well, they might collapse themselves, thinking of this, the hawker's back was in a cold sweat.

"I think it's good, we have to keep pace with the times, the taste is very authentic, it's called authentic hot dry stir-frying."

Li Baoqiang didn't think there was anything wrong with it, because this dish tasted good.

"Authentic hot dry stir-fry?" The peddler muttered in his mouth, thoughtful, and didn't notice that Li Baoqiang and the others had left and walked into Guiyuan Temple.

Guiyuan Temple is also full of incense.

The crowd of people in twos and threes either kowtowed to the Buddha or prayed for incense, with pious expressions on their faces.

Since the end of the world, after experiencing natural disasters**, the Buddha statue that has not collapsed has become the sustenance in people's hearts.

"Look, a piece of glans."

Tao Zhihan shouted in surprise, causing everyone's attention.

Who, in this temple broth, makes a loud noise, and utters obscenities, which is blasphemous.

Li Baoqiang and the soldiers hurriedly turned around, pretending not to be all the way.

It's a shame, this little girl, she is really open-mouthed, and she knows a lot about her glans and glans.

Tao Zhihan didn't care, and grabbed Li Baoqiang and pointed to the release pool.

"Uncle, you see that the glans is so small, but it is so strong."

Li Baoqiang hid his face and shed tears, the sky, the earth, let the gods take this girl, it's really embarrassing.

"Uncle, you are so evil, I mean these little turtle heads are so cute."

Li Baoqiang looked at Tao Zhihan's fingers, and the black pressure in the release pond was full of turtle shells, and the little turtles were stretching out their small heads, basking in the sun in a daze.

I see.

"Eldest sister, please don't be so high-profile next time, okay?"

Li Baoqiang was speechless for a while, turned around and turned to Luohan Hall.

"People are right, the glans is the head of the turtle, you are dirty."

Tao Zhi pouted and followed behind Li Baoqiang, the vigilant eyes of the soldiers scanned the surroundings, but they couldn't help but want to laugh on their faces.

On the outside of the Arhat Hall, in the Jizo Hall, the Jizo Bodhisattva is enshrined.

The woodcarved shrine in the hall is a good product, in the meantime, the eaves are fighting, the fish moves the claws, the double phoenix is the rising sun, the flying dragon roller, the relief vertical column, the flowers and grass figures, are extremely delicate and exquisite, although there are traces of the flood, but still do not lose the wonderful.

An old monk outside the door of Luohan Hall stopped Li Baoqiang and the others with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"This donor, I briefly introduce the number of Arhats, enter the Arhat Hall, start with an Arhat at will, count the number of your age, write down the number of Arhats, go out to find me, I will crack the number of signs, the incense is arbitrary, hehe."

"Count Arhats? This is interesting, hurry up, let's go in and have fun. ”

Tao Zhihan figured out how to count Arhats, and happily pulled Li Baoqiang into the Five Hundred Arhat Hall.

Walking into Luohan Hall, Li Baoqiang and Tao Zhihan were all infected by their vivid images.

I saw some sitting cross-legged, some lying on the stone to look at the sky, some studying Buddhist scriptures, some driving away evil spirits, some being brave, some being gentle, some innocent and honest, and some having experienced vicissitudes, all of them are vivid and vivid.

The 463rd Arhat is the Venerable Tuonu, surrounded by 6 boys, digging out the ears of the Arhats, covering their mouths, covering their eyes, etc., called the "Six Plays Maitreya". "Six" refers to the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind. It admonishes Buddhist disciples not to be stained by ordinary feelings. In the statue, the child's innocence, petty and naughty and Arhat's kind and honest demeanor are vividly portrayed.

Since he started counting at random, Li Baoqiang didn't care and started counting from one Arhat until he counted the twenty-fifth Arhat, and at a fixed glance, the number at the foot of the Arhat statue was three hundred and fifty, and then looked up.

A good Venerable Great Medicine, the Dharma Appearance appeared on the front of the stumbling sitting, Zen sitting on the rattan chair, hands in the sleeves, refreshed, wide forehead dazzling.