"If you don't have the strength, just wait below." Xiang Ziyu spit out a sentence with difficulty, and then gritted his teeth and climbed up with the last bit of strength.

After climbing a few steps, his legs and feet were weak, and he knelt directly on the steps with a plop, and his knees slammed directly into the sharp part of the steps, Xiang Ziyu felt pain, but his brain was no longer obedient, he was dizzy, and the steps in front of him began to shake, soft, vague, and unrealistic.

There was a voice in his ears, as if he was calling him, but Xiang Ziyu had no will to listen, he only felt so dizzy that he was sick to his stomach, crawling on the steps, panting a little bit, panting harder, and the air rushing in was almost able to crush his lungs. It's just that the nose is useless to gasp like this.

Lying there, unable to move at all, I gasped for a while, rested for a while, and finally found some will, and climbed up with my hands and feet, then stopped, rested for a while, and then climbed, rested, climbed, rested.

Xiang Ziyu didn't know how many times he repeated this process, his head was dizzy, blank, and only a little thought was left, Hua Rong and the child kept supporting him up.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3.

No matter how insistent it is, it's still a little bit, just a little bit.

It's just a little bit close, I can't stop, think about the thousands of steps I climbed, I can't give up when I finally win, I am not reconciled, and if I hold on a little longer, it will be a little bit worse.

It's here.

Xiang Ziyu stretched out his hand to reach up, but he couldn't touch the cold steps, Xiang Ziyu knew that he had arrived, and he had climbed to the end, and the whole person seemed to have unloaded all his strength like a mess of mud and was crawling on the ground softly, without half a bone, and his eyes were half-open, showing the whites of his eyes. If it weren't for the heat on his body and the temperature on his hands and feet, I am afraid that he would be considered a corpse!

"Donor."

For a long time, Xiang Ziyu heard someone calling him in a daze, and his voice was thick and mellow, which was quite good.

Gritting his teeth, trying to open his eyes to see who was calling him, he vaguely glanced at a monk in coarse cloth squatting in front of him, oh, it should be from this temple on the mountain.

"I am... Come and make a wish. Xiang Ziyu was difficult, his mouth was dry, and every word was a grinding sound from his chapped throat.

"Make a wish?" The monk looked behind Xiang Ziyu, the endless stairs, and was a little surprised, "The donor climbed up the ladder?" ”

Xiang Ziyu: "......"

Xiang Ziyu looked at the only living creature in front of him, a little speechless, is it not like it, is it possible that there is another way to go up the mountain?

The monk seemed to understand the meaning in Xiang Ziyu's eyes, and said with a smile: "In the past few hundred years, few have been able to climb up, and there are only a handful, so the poor monk was a little surprised to see the donor."

Xiang Ziyu said "um" casually, obviously he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, either he made a wish, or he didn't give him saliva to drink! Are the monks on the top of this mountain so blind?!

The monk was surprised for a long time before he saw Xiang Ziyu's face full of dissatisfaction, so he came back to his senses, took down the kettle from the evening to feed Xiang Ziyu, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a jet-black pill, and continued it into Xiang Ziyu's mouth, and then poured another sip of water.

Xiang Ziyu didn't have time to react, he only felt that he had eaten something, and immediately stared at the monk with wide eyes and asked him what he had eaten for himself?!

The monk was startled, and shrank back slightly, after all, Xiang Ziyu is a son above ten thousand people, his eyes are glaring, his brows are furrowed, and the majesty of surrender will emanate.

The monk eased his mind and explained: "This is a special pill practiced in the temple to strengthen the body, and the poor monk saw that the donor was tired, so he fed the donor this pill, hoping that the donor could ease his strength."

Listening to the monk's explanation, the anger on Xiang Ziyu's body dissipated a little, rested for a while, and tried to lift his arms and legs, but he was not as tired and weak as just now, and the soreness in his body was also reduced a lot.

"Thank you, Master." Xiang Ziyu gritted his teeth, stood up, and thanked Hesang

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The monk smiled, "After all, you don't often see outsiders on this mountain, so it's a novelty for you to come to Liang." ”

Xiang Ziyu laughed dryly, and then did not say a Tai Chi greeting here, and went straight to the point, "I came to make a wish this time, and I heard that the wish came to work, I don't know how to make it?" Please also ask Master for advice. ”

"Make a wish..."The monk looked back and pointed to the red brick and blue tile temple behind him, "Enter the temple and make a promise to the Buddha." You're the first time I've ever seen someone who came up to the mountain to make a wish. ”

Xiang Ziyu was slightly stunned, "No, are there only a handful?" There should be a few more. ”

"Oh, those guys!" The monk suddenly said, "When those few came, I hadn't gone up the mountain yet, so they all listened to others, and you were the first, the living." ”

Xiang Ziyu choked and laughed dryly. As the monk walked towards the temple, he asked, "Who are those few?"

"The king of Zhou is Daji, the king of Zhou You is the concubine, the first emperor is the subordinate, Liu Bang is the king, Cao Cao is the coercion to order the princes, Zhao Gao is the power, and Shi Chong is the power." The monk thought for a while: "Up to the prince, down to the general." What you want is nothing more than fame and fortune, or unification, or love. ”

After a pause, the monk asked curiously, "Who is Childe?" What are you asking for? ”

After listening to the series of names reported by the monk, he skipped a few shocks, and his attitude couldn't help but be slightly respectful, "Emperor Liang, come for the queen and the child." ”

The monk let out a faint "um", and did not show too much surprise because of Xiang Ziyu's identity, "It turned out to be for love." ”

Xiang Ziyu smiled and did not refute.

The temple is very large and magnificent, standing on the top of the mountain, and the scale is so large, people can't help but admire, although the red paint on the pillars is a little mottled, but it adds a bit of mystery to this temple on the top of the mountain.

Inside, until the place of worshipping the Buddha, Xiang Ziyu did not see a person, and all around could only hear the sound of the monk sitting under the Buddha statue beating the wooden fish, one by one, lingering in the whole temple.

The monk led Xiang Ziyu to the Buddha, and after saluting the Buddha, he stepped aside, closed his eyes, and twisted the Buddha beads in his hand.

There is a yellow kneeling cushion next to the incense table directly below the Buddha, Xiang Ziyu knelt, folded his hands, and slowly closed his eyes. He silently recited the prayer in his heart, and kowtowed three more times before he finished the salute, and then got up and withdrew.

The monk who was twisting the Buddha beads suddenly opened his eyes, and walked to the direction where Xiang Ziyu was kneeling just now before retreating and walking to Xiang Ziyu's side.

Xiang Ziyu opened his book to prepare something, but was signaled by the monk's eyes not to say more. Xiang Zi understood it, so he didn't say anything more.

It wasn't until he left the temple that the monk asked, "Has the donor made a wish?"

"Yes." Xiang Ziyu, "I don't know what the hell this temple is..."

The monk interrupted Xiang Ziyu's words and shook his head, "Sincerity is spirituality, and how spiritual it is depends on the sincerity of the donor." ”