Que De was also riding a horse for the first time, and his little face was red from the cold, but his interest was undiminished, and he held the horse in his hand and chewed it.

Let me go directly to the willow tree and can't help but say: If you see this tree, it's worth the trip. After saying that, he turned over and dismounted.

Que De looked at the temple and asked curiously, "Master, shall we go to offer incense?"

Go to the temple first, then go to paint. Let me do what I want, tie the horse, and carry the little fat man off the horse.

Since you plan to come to view the scenery, it is better to take a turn, what regrets do you have to leave in the province, the total distance is only one mountain, two temples.

Directly led Que De into the Stone Buddha Temple, the temple is not big, but the incense is at its peak, he came early in the morning, there are good men and women to incense.

This place feels very strange to myself, the Buddha statue of the Buddha is made of wood and clay, but the eighteen Arhats on both sides are carved in stone, one and a half high, very powerful.

It seems that the Buddha is not as good as these eighteen Arhats, if it is seen by others, this should be called the Stone Arhat Temple.

But he didn't think about it, he walked casually out of the Stone Buddha Temple, but the little fat man looked at the river bay in front of the temple, fell into tranquility, and said after a while: Master, I want to paint.

Let me go directly to him the painting tools, and I also looked carefully, this is a deep pool naturally formed at the mouth of the river, and several small rivers enter the pool together, which is quite interesting.

The water waves bend around, the blue waves ripple, the morning sun sprinkles, the golden light is shining, and the golden characters of the Stone Buddha Temple reflect each other.

I looked forward again, and found that in the river facing each other, there was a huge bluestone, about the size of three or four houses, and the perennial water was polished, and the stone surface was smooth as a mirror.

At first glance, it looks like a large turtle, the southern one looks thicker and is used as a head, and the northern one is thinner and uses it as a tail.

The head seems to be drinking water, submerged in the water, and the tail is also submerged in the water, but there is a bit of divine will....

What is amazing is that there are two oval depressions of about one square meter on the back of the turtle, which resemble human buttocks marks, and on the shoulder of the turtle, there are two small pits, which look like foot sockets, and the feet are not more than a foot apart.

I couldn't help but look at this little fat man, who was quite good at picking places.

Could this be where Zhang Sanfeng washes his feet? Ren Wuxing was a little curious, so he jumped over directly, stepped on the turtle's back, looked carefully, and found nothing abnormal.

After a while, he saw that the little fat man had already begun to collect the sketches, so he hurriedly jumped over and asked: What's the matter, the painting has been completed?

Well, it's done. Que De looked a little tired, as if he had spent a lot of energy, but instead looked up and said pitifully: Master, I'm hungry.

You're a foodie. Ren Wuxing smiled, knowing that he had entered the Tao with painting, which had consumed a lot of energy.

If you wait until the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill enters the door, you can get the benefits from the essence of the herbs and trees, and now you still need to eat and replenish it, and you use your strength to warm up an elbow and hand it to him.

Thank You, Master. Que De hurriedly took it and began to gnaw wildly.

The two of them went up to Admiralty Mountain again, which can be said to be the highest place in the entire Fushui Station, and it can be said that the entire Fushui Station can be seen at a glance.

There are nine small mountain ranges surrounding the Admiralty Mountain below, and the stars and the moon are like the moon, and when I see this scene, I feel that something is wrong.

Although I am not proficient in feng shui, I also have some general understanding, this is a treasure of feng shui in Kowloon.

There is a Guanyin temple built on it, which looks like a lotus, which is to cut off more than half of this Nine Dragons' luck, and it has directly become ****.

And look at the Guanyin Temple a few nuns chanting again, and the road in front of the temple is almost not cleaned, obviously because the incense is very poor, no one comes up.

But this is strange, **** is the best treasure of Guanyin Temple, even if people die every year, incense is not bad, but this kind of popularity, on behalf of most of the earth qi intercepted, this is a little strange.

Could it be that the legendary Liu Bowen cut the dragon vein, and really cut it off? Let me think to myself, looked at the little fat man who was a little tired, and said directly: Let's go back.

Alas, well. The little fat man said happily,

After gnawing on the pig's trotters and drawing a few more pictures, he was already exhausted.

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Wangjiazhuang.

Ancestral temple.

Where did this invitation to Admiralty Mountain go? Uncle Wang sat on the upper left and asked the villagers standing below.

I went around the Stone Buddha Temple and the Guanyin Temple, and it looked as if I had brought that little ghost to paint. The farmer said directly.

Still with kids? Uncle Wang's heart was relieved, and he asked again: What else did he do?

I went to the turtle and looked at it, and I didn't do anything else.

Hurry up and pass the news to the king's shopkeeper, go and come back quickly. Third Uncle Wang gave him a silver bean and arranged directly.

Thank you, Third Grandpa, I'll go.

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Let me ride a horse back to the store quickly, but I saw that everyone was gathered at the door of the old Wang family's store, and there was a difference in my heart, so I hurriedly drove the horse into the backyard, but found that the backyard was also full of people.

Hurriedly leaned up and asked, "What are you all doing here?"

Here comes a gentleman, who said a good book. No one looked back and spoke, but his neck was still stretched out, and he tried to come forward and listen.

Ren Xing was very curious, there was no sound, and he asked: Why is there no sound?

The gentleman is resting, so let's start right away, don't make any noise. The man said directly.

Let my heart move, could it be Sun Youfu, who wanted to go in and have a look, and said: Excuse me, I live in it.

When the little fat man heard the story, he immediately sobered up, and hurriedly wanted to drill into it.

I'm still living in it, haven't I been squeezed out? The man didn't look back, and said directly.

Ren Xing looked at it, ignored it, and was about to squeeze in, but saw that the shopkeeper was secretly beckoning to him on the side, and hurriedly slipped out the little fat man who had just gotten into it, and walked towards the second child.

Xiao Er looked around, no one paid attention to this, and hurriedly whispered: Guest officer, there is still a road to the second floor here, you can go in quickly.

Ren Xing looked along the line of sight, this should be the side door of the kitchen, when carrying firewood, it has now become a VIP channel, directly gave him a penny of silver as a reward, and got in.

Thank you for the reward. The shopkeeper hurriedly whispered thanks, he was originally arranged to greet guests here, but he missed listening to the book, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but this money is worth half a month's salary, but there are gains and losses.

Ren Xing had just gotten into the kitchen, but he saw that the stairs were full of people, so he hurriedly squeezed up, and the inside was slightly looser than the outside, and there was also a pedestrian passage.

Que De twisted his body and pointed to a high platform and said: It's the junior brother who is telling the story.

I saw a desk on the high platform, with a folding fan on it, a piece of waking wood, and a pot of tea, and a middle-aged man sitting behind him, resting, drinking tea, quite leisurely.