Jiuhua Mountain, majestic and magnificent, proudly upright, lush and lush.

This is a lonely mountain, more than 20 miles west of Yucheng, very famous.

Because, here, there is a temple.

The temple is located in the middle of the mountainside, majestic, and now, the temple has been dilapidated, the eaves have been covered with cobwebs, the ground is full of dead branches and leaves, and no one comes.

There is only a winding stone staircase road, which winds around the mountain and leads to the temple.

Here, it's a barren place!

The scorching sun gradually turned west, shining on a plane tree at the entrance of the temple, and there was a colorful bird, chirping, fluttering its wings, and flying towards the foot of the mountain.

There's a guest coming!

A black van, coming slowly from the east, stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Three young men got out of the car, one slightly chubby, one burly, and one with a scar on his face.

"Hey! I said, "Fatty, look at your bad idea, don't talk about people here, there's not a single ghost!" Zheng Yong muttered dissatisfied.

"I warn you, don't call me fat!" Yu Duoduo glared angrily.

Along the way, this person was annoyed by the fat man, and he hated it when others called him fat.

Except for one!

Yu Duoduo's gaze turned to Wu Zhiyuan, and at this time, he had already stepped on the stone steps.

"Strange, didn't you say that the incense is very strong here?" Yu Duoduo was puzzled, when he first arrived in Wucheng, he had heard the name of this mountain, but now, he saw that the stone steps were already covered with moss.

"That was before!" Wu Zhiyuan said, "It's still been five or eight years, there was a famine in those years, many people came to pray for blessings, and finally became famous!" ”

"Brother Yuan, why is this happening now?" Zheng Yong asked.

"Because life is better, a harmonious society!" Wu Zhiyuan laughed loudly, and his steps suddenly accelerated.

"What does that mean?" Zheng Yong followed closely behind, looking dazed.

"Dirt buns, five big and three thick, don't use your brain, it's useless!" Yu Duoduo is unhurried and walks last.

"Hey! Fatso! Don't talk yin and yang, okay? Zheng Yong paused and turned his head, "It looks like a ball, believe it or not, throw you down?" ”

"Try it!" Yu Duoduo glanced at him and passed in front of him.

"You!" Zheng was in a hurry and chased after him.

"Less nonsense!" Wu Zhiyuan let out a low roar and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, a colorful bird flew over their heads.

Along the winding path, the three of them came to the halfway point of the mountain, stood in front of the temple, side by side, but were silent.

After a while, Zheng Yong laughed out loud and said, "Let's go, go in and worship, and see which way the fairy is, so desolate!" ”

"Humph! There is no reverence at all! This is dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva! ”

Yu Duoduo snorted coldly, Zheng Yong stopped arguing, and restrained his smile.

The two of them stepped forward, and after just a few steps, they stopped.

They found that Wu Zhiyuan was standing motionless, looking at a colorful bird on the plane tree in front of him.

"Brother Yuan?" Zheng Yong frowned, since he was a child, he had never seen Wu Zhiyuan like this, why was he in a daze at a little bird?

"Brother Yuan!" Seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was silent, Zheng Yong shouted again.

"I want to worship you, what are you shouting about?" Wu Zhiyuan waved his hand, but his eyes kept on the little bird.

"Zhiyuan, aren't you going in?" At this time, Yu Duoduo spoke more.

"I don't worship gods and Buddhas, I only believe in myself! Go ahead! ”

Wu Zhiyuan turned around, found a step to sit down casually, and lit a cigarette.

Yu Duoduo and Zheng Yong stopped talking, looked solemn, and walked towards the temple.

When the two of them just stepped into the temple, the little bird on the plane tree suddenly flew up and landed on Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder.

"You're here by yourself! Is it waiting for someone to come? ”

Wu Zhiyuan smiled, he looked at the birds, and he suddenly felt that their eyes seemed to be as clear and transparent.

"Xiaoxi, if you were here, how nice it would be!"

"Twitter!" The bird flew up, circled around him, and then, in the distance, disappeared in an instant.

"Xiaoxi!" Wu Zhiyuan stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, however, what he caught was just a handful of air.

"God? Buddha? Wu Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the dilapidated temple, his eyes becoming cold.

The Buddha talks about cause and effect, talks about the next life, and goes up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, there are no more than two kinds: one is a person who is not having a good life, feels hopeless in this life, wants to ask the Buddha for blessing, and hopes to live well in the next life. On the other hand, people who have done all kinds of bad things, who are disturbed in their hearts, who want to atone for themselves, thinking that they can wash away their sins, and who continue to do evil after they have left the temple.

Others, busy making money and chasing fame and fortune, who will be idle and come to worship the Buddha?

At this time, where is the Buddha's compassion?

If the Buddha is truly compassionate, how can there be so much suffering in the world?

Which of those so-called masters is not hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, looking at the suffering of the world with cold eyes, and at the same time compassion for others?

Even if there really is a Buddha in the world and the compassion of a Buddha, how many true believers are there in this country where there is no faith? It's just trying to make an excuse for your selfishness.

Therefore, when he went up the mountain just now, Wu Zhiyuan did not answer Zheng Yong's words.

He knew that Zheng Yong walked into the temple, naturally not to redeem himself, let alone to live well in the next life, he just wanted to ask for peace for some people! The people Zheng Yong cared about, except for him and Qin Yuyou, there was no one else.

And the people who go up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, except for those two, most of them belong to Zheng Yong's situation.

Pray for your family, for your friends, and for the people you care about!

Wu Zhiyuan remembered that Yang Qianmei once gave him a jade Guanyin, saying that it was to keep him safe, and after meeting Chen Xi in Beichuan, he gave it to Chen Xi.

However, where is Chen Xi now?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan was overwhelmed with grief!

"Not even a single bird wants to roost in you! Say, "Where is your mercy?" ”

He stared at the temple with a fire that burned it to the ground!

After a long time, Wu Zhiyuan's emotions slowly calmed down.

"My way, I'll walk by myself!" Wu Zhiyuan clenched his fists.

At this time, Yu Duoduo and Zheng Yong walked out of the temple, one looked gloomy, the other was relaxed, and the two completely different expressions were in full view, and their thoughts, Wu Zhiyuan already understood.

"Brother Yuan!"

"Zhiyuan!"

The two came to Wu Zhiyuan's side, side by side, looking down on the mountains and rivers.

"Brother Yuan, since you don't worship the Buddha, why do you go up the mountain!" Zheng Yong muttered.

"Stand high, see far, here, you can see the road ahead!" Wu Zhiyuan looked at Yu Duoduo and said meaningfully.

"Sin is on my body, I only hope that you will be bright, and the flowers will bloom in the coming year, and the most delicate words will be your smiling face!" Yu Duoduo muttered.

As he spoke, he went down the hill alone.

Wu Zhiyuan sighed, this sentence, when the two were in Beichuan, he once said that at that time, there was a little girl who fell asleep in Yu Duoduo's arms and never woke up.

After Chen Xi's disappearance, Wu Zhiyuan also said this when he first arrived in Yucheng.

Now, Yu Duoduo mentioned it again, it must be because of the woman who died in his arms today!

"Still won't say anything to me?" Seeing Yu Duoduo's back gradually disappearing, Wu Zhiyuan didn't catch up.

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong with him? In the temple, I felt that something was not quite right with him! Zheng Yong asked.

"Hmm!" Wu Zhiyuan responded, his eyes frozen, "You go follow him, don't let him find out!" ”

"Yes...... But aren't you friends? Zheng Yong didn't know why, "Also, won't you destroy that van?" ”

"I came out to destroy the car!" Wu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Don't ask, go ahead!" I'll handle that car myself! ”

"Oh!" Zheng Yong didn't stop and went down the mountain.

"That's a lot! I wish we were friends forever! ”

Wu Zhiyuan stood with his hands in his hands, and at this moment, the cigarette in his hand had burned out.

He knew that Yu Duoduo's ultimate goal was to kill Huan'er and Chen Dinghai and avenge his uncle.

Now, Yu Duoduo didn't say a word about what happened today, but Wu Zhiyuan knew that things were so simple.

The reason why he snatched the woman in black from Sun Yu was also to find news of Huan'er, in this case, why was he so sad when the woman died?

There must be a story in this.

Wu Zhiyuan was reluctant to delve into this, but it was precisely because of this that Wu Zhiyuan knew that Yu Duoduo must have learned some news from the woman in black.

The reason why he didn't say it was because he wanted to kill Huan'er and Chen Dinghai, and Wu Zhiyuan's purpose was to find Chen Xi, if those two people died, Chen Xi hadn't been found yet, but I was afraid that it would never be easy to find.

Their goals are the same, but there is a fatal conflict of goals.

"Let's go too!"

Wu Zhiyuan walked straight down the mountain, the van was still parked at the foot of the mountain, but Yu Duoduo and Zheng Yong were nowhere to be seen.

Wu Zhiyuan took out a bucket of gasoline from the car, sprinkled it on the car, he lit a cigarette, flicked it lightly, shook his head and drew an arc, with a little red light, and in an instant, the van was burning.

Wu Zhiyuan went east, and his back, in the sun, stretched longer and longer......

Wucheng, south of the city, Haitian Hotel.

There was a woman, dressed in a long black dress and a shawl with curly hair, her figure was tall and plump, her lips were bright red and delicate, and her eyes, every time they flashed, were full of femininity. Between gestures, a smile and a smile, all kinds of amorous.

This is a woman of no other's beauty!

She turned a red wine glass and leaned back in a soft chair, looking out the window, unable to see what was on her mind.

"Mr. Wu, your coffee!" A young man walked in and respectfully placed his coffee on the table.

"Hmm!" She slowly stood up, the whiteness of her chest, full and plump, looming.

"What, is it pretty?" She said casually, and the next moment, her voice became cold, "What are you doing?" Get out! ”

"Yes, yes!" The young man hurried and turned away.

"Colored hearts have no color guts! Rubbish! ”

She lifted the cup, took a sip of coffee, and stared, "Yu Duoduo, I didn't expect your life to be so big!" ”