So Hu Zongren and I walked to the overpass, intending to cross the road. The flyover is a good place because of the high terrain and the fact that there are only two passages, so although it is on a busy street, you can see at a glance if anyone is following you if you stop for a few minutes on the top of the street. But Hu Zongren and I didn't do that, because we knew that if someone really wanted to follow us, then it would be useless for us to hide. Besides, in broad daylight, the other party didn't dare to do anything to us.

Walking down from the overpass is the opposite Eling Station, which is a bus station with a relatively large passenger flow. Continue to walk forward for more than ten meters, you will encounter two inverted figure-eight slopes, the distance between the two slopes is about less than 100 meters, in the middle are some small stores such as parts stores, or motorcycle repair shops, because this area, is a relatively concentrated area of vehicle sales, there are many car dealers' direct stores and sales points nearby, I think when I wanted to buy a car, I also used to walk around this area.

Facing the inverted eight-character intersection, the slope on my right hand is the Eeling Park, which was built here by many foreign embassies during the war period, and if you go down this road, you can go directly to the Plum Dam. Although I don't often visit this place, it is a place that I can't forget. Last year, I faced Hu Zongren with Hu Zongren, and the root cause of the dispute was because I was a young man who was ignorant and broke through the treacherous tricks of a businessman surnamed Wei, and once kicked over the altar he used to refine ghosts and continue his life in a certain air-raid shelter in Liziba. The last time I came to Liziba, it was because Hu Zongren offended the Xuanyuan Society, and we even found the coffin containing the spirit doll in Liziba. I've handled so many cases in my life that if I were to think about them, I might not be able to remember many of them, but for this place I've only been to a few times, I can't forget anything, because these two things are the two biggest things I've encountered in my life, and the two things that span the longest time.

I don't have much to say about Eeling Park, because I'm going to be back again in the near future, and that's because my wedding photos were taken in this park. And on the left-hand side of the slope, about a few dozen meters, you will see a very quaint stone gate, round vault, very narrow, the door is not big, and it is the kind of single-opening iron fence gate. The road at the entrance is very narrow, and if you don't look closely, you can't believe that the back of such a narrow road is actually a relic in the history of Chongqing. There are security guards at the door, a commissary, and some laymen and ordinary people who are reading books and boxing here. Hu Zongren asked me, why are there still lay people here? I said I don't know, maybe there's a little temple or something like that.

After entering the narrow door, the terrain suddenly opened up. I have seen a lot of photos of Fotuguan on the Internet, from the geographical point of view, it was originally connected with the current Erling Park, if the Yuzhong Peninsula starts from the place of Chaotianmen, along the zigzag trend to take the middle point to draw a line, Fotuguan and Erling are among them. In other words, although it is not the highest point, it is still on the edge of a cliff after all. Fotu Pass is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and only two sides are surrounded by water, and the reason why this place is called "Guan" means that it is a difficult place to pass. Hu Zongren asked me, this place looks good, I didn't expect there to be such a thing in the main city, who built it? Based on the fact that I had consulted a lot of information a few days ago, I explained it to Hu Zongren, and I said that this place was first built when Liu Bei's general Li Yan was digging the mountain, and it was originally a garrison, but it ended in failure.

I explained to Hu Zongren that in addition to the names we know about Fotu Pass and Futu Pass, there are also many names such as Futu Pass, Tiger Prison Pass, Fuxing Pass, etc., because this place is very important for Chongqing's strategic position, so it has always been fought for, and each era has given a different mission to this place, so there are many names, and the Fotu Pass we know is already a park. And this Buddha Tuguan is one of the three passes in Chongqing in ancient times, and it is also the first of the three passes, and the other two passes are Erlang Pass and Longdong Pass respectively. I patted Hu Zongren on the shoulder and said, fortunately, we didn't go to those two places this time, otherwise, we would have to drive for a long time just by car.

Hu Zongren touched the traces on a stone that looked weathered and said, if you say that if this place is a person, then he must have witnessed many tragic things. Although I felt very numb that Hu Zongren, a person with five big and three rough people, suddenly said such a fairy tale in front of me, I still told him, then I don't know, this person has lived for a long time, and there will be a lot of things to witness, and he may still leave with a lot of unwilling emotions in the end of his life, not to mention that this is something that has been thousands of years old. I continued to say to Hu Zongren, you must know that the two of us may be naïve compared to most people in many ways, and that is because the social levels we are exposed to are actually different, but when it comes to the joys and sorrows of witnessing, the world is varied, and we are so young that we live like an old man.

Hu Zongren snorted and laughed, and did not answer my words, but it was not disdainful, but a feeling of helplessness. I pointed to a small sculpture not far from the entrance to the park, and I told Hu Zongren that the place where Mr. Yang was said to have been killed. Hu Zongren asked me who Yang Yangong was, and I said that I don't blame you for being uneducated, Mr. Yang Yangong is the brother of the former national leader Yang Shangkun, and that is our revolutionary martyr! When I said the word martyr, I deliberately added an accent to emphasize my respect for the revolutionary pioneers. After Hu Zongren heard it, he said lightly, oh, this made me feel like I was being doused with a basin of cold water, my mouth open, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

The two of us walked along the trail first, most of the trail here is built along the cliff wall, although it is not narrow, it is completely fine to pass several people side by side, after all, it is a park, too steep to say. But if you think you are spacious, you can't talk about it, because most of the stones near the cliff are irregular, and there are occasional edges and corners sticking out, so if you think you are walking on the road very spacious, you may hit your forehead because of your height. There are many cliff inscriptions on this row of stone walls, which I also knew for a long time, and they are basically carved in the inner slope, so that although it cannot stop the speed of weathering, it can at least block the erosion of rainwater. It is said that before this place was intended to be opened to the public as a park in the early years, all the inscriptions were printed by the government, and corresponding measures were taken to protect the inscriptions on the existing ruins. But the Chinese have always been like this, there are always individual people who like to climb over the railing, and then write on these ruins the handwriting of so-and-so to visit here. Of course, although the focus of Hu Zongren and I was not this, but we stopped and stopped along the way, and were amazed by these magnificent inscriptions, and for a while, he and I actually forgot that we were here to handle the case, but seemed to be sightseeing.

On the way, we passed by a few relatively open places on the edge of the cliffs, where there were people who set up a simple tea stall, where old people played chess and people who played birds on the side. Hu Zongren asked me, it's not a way for us to walk blindly for a while, why don't you sit down and rest for a while, and ask the people around here by the way? I nodded, in fact, I thought the same way, the people here definitely don't live in the park, but the owner of the tea stall should not have just opened a tea stall here, and the old man playing chess and teasing birds in this neighborhood is by no means the first to return to the park. As a native of Chongqing, I am well aware of the unique nostalgia of Chongqing people, especially the elderly. The environment in which they live has changed, perhaps from the former bungalow to the current community house, from the path that used to take only two or three steps to cross to the main road that you have to cross the overpass to the main road that you have to cross to pass, the environment has changed a lot, but when I plan to enjoy the comfort, I still choose those places that I remember, such as this Buddha Tuguan.

So Hu Zongren and I found a place to sit down, saying that the position is actually not counted, but there are two benches, one high and one low, sitting on the low one, and the tall one naturally becomes a small coffee table. This is also the Chongqing people have always been informal, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, it's true that you're enjoying it. When the owner of the tea stall saw us sitting down, he walked up to us and asked, "Do you drink tea or play cards?" I said tea. So the boss immediately turned around and left, and Hu Zongren asked me, why did this guy leave by himself without asking us what kind of tea we had? I said that you think you can still order Biluochun Tieguanyin, there is no choice here, just a kind of tea, just drink this pastime. Hu Zongren asked me, what kind of tea? I told him, isn't it the Laoyin tea that Chongqing people drink most often?

Although I don't know where it is produced, I have known this tea since I was a child. I usually go to eat hot pot, and the tea is also Lao Yin tea, because this can remove the fire. The summer in Chongqing is very hot, and Laoyin tea has become a common thing at home, clearing the heat and cooling off, which is much stronger than any cold drink. Hu Zongren has been in Chongqing for a long time, during which I took him to almost all the dry pot or hot pot or soup pot restaurants that I think are delicious, and Hu Zongren is no stranger to Lao Yin tea. However, when the shopkeeper brought up the two enamel cups that looked to have been used for many years, and lifted the lid of the cups, which looked like nipples, a hot breath came out, and at that moment, the fragrance of tea overflowed.