"So the card—"

An Xiangwen stretched out his hand to Bai Su to ask for the card, he wanted to confirm that Wei Wenxue showed that a beautiful woman had appeared.

But Bai Su refused, and the reason he gave was: "For the sake of your physical and mental health, don't watch it." ”

An Xiangwen was stunned, Wei Wenxue shook her shoulders, reached out and quietly dragged her box to her feet.

"Speaking of which." The flaxen-haired girl held the bowl and said, "Do you feel ...... Tired of climbing? ”

Wei Wenxue thought about it, and still asked her doubts: "I used to go to other places and ...... I've traveled with friends, but I've never been so tired. ”

An Xiangwen commented faintly: "Could it be that Miss Wei's physical strength is too poor, or the box is too heavy." ”

Wei Wenxue shook an eye knife and said: "Absolutely not!" I'm carrying this thing...... Anyway, I wouldn't be tired like this with the same weight! ”

Yes, the body is a little unaccustomed to it now, but it can't be worse like this!

Bai Su, who had nothing to do with himself, ate calmly, and he even had the time to call the boss to add another bowl of rice.

"Okay, here." The boss came over with a tray, "Guest, what you ordered." ”

They are now sitting in a restaurant halfway up the mountain, and there are many such small restaurants, all of which are run by the residents who live on the mountain, and the prices are ridiculously expensive.

There are also outrageous reasons, such as labor costs or something, although some of the raw materials can be grown by themselves, but there are still some that have to be sent up from the mountain.

The boss probably heard Bai Su's chat, and said familiarly: "Now that climbing the mountain is not as tired as before, Kangtai Mountain used to be called a man-eating mountain." ”

"Man-eating mountain?" Tourists with nearby tables repeated.

"Yes, Kangtai Mountain is like eating people, and it will take away people's physical strength." The boss nodded, "Then fatigue, accidents, etc., in the past, the number of people who died in accidents in the mountains every year was not small." ”

Moreover, some people's deaths are more bizarre, and this boss didn't say it explicitly.

It may not seem obvious compared to the data outside, but for the residents in their vicinity, it is already a large number.

Over time, the nearby residents called Kangtai Mountain a man-eating mountain.

"And then......," said the boss, with a wistful look, "a monk and his companions passed by, and when they heard what had happened to us, they spontaneously offered to go into the mountains to help us find out." ”

"When the monks entered the mountain, they seemed to have encountered something strange and came back injured, and they said that there was evil in the mountain, and it was not easy to deal with."

"In the end, they climbed to the top of the mountain, and it is said that it took 7749 days of rituals to suppress the cannibalistic mountain, and in order to prevent the situation from recurring, the monks built a temple on the top of the mountain, which is the Fuzhao Temple where you are going to the guests."

The boss's words were full of admiration for the monks, as if they had saved themselves.

However, it is strange.

Fuzhao Temple was built in the past two years, and from the boss's tone, it seems that the monks appeared a long time ago.

Bai Su knocked on the table, attracting the boss's attention and asked, "When did the monks come?" ”

"Ten...... Hey, it seems like two or three years ago, right? Alas, how do I feel that time has passed for a long time? ”

The boss touched his head for some reason, and when someone called him to order, the boss put the doubt behind him and hurried over.

The tourists at the other tables listened to it, but the flaxen-haired girl kept frowning and took out her mobile phone to search.

"The story told by the owner...... Haven't heard of it. ”

"It's normal." An Xiangwen answered, "There are many folk rumors that rely on word of mouth, and there are no online records. ”

"But it's also weird." Wei Wenxue hugged her mobile phone, "Isn't it better to attract people if a story like this is written in the temple introduction?" ”

"Because it's not necessary." Bai Su suddenly said, "Just praying for blessings is enough to attract people from other places." ”

Bai Su clicked on the mobile phone on the table, which showed the interface of Internet search, and you can see a lot of information by entering the keyword Fuzhao Temple.

Such a magical temple really doesn't need any background story to introduce.

Besides, this backstory sounds a bit boring.

What human beings say comes true, Bai Su doesn't feel that there is no effort, and he can achieve his heart's wish just by relying on the pillar incense.

Maybe it'...... He looked at the mountain view outside the door, which was only one-fifth left, and had some guesses in his heart.

……

Anyway, the mountain road still has to be climbed.

The flax-haired girl had rested enough, so she took the box back from Bai Su, who had already satisfied her curiosity, and Bai Su, who had already satisfied her curiosity, did not stop her.

The last bit of the mountain is always difficult to climb, and unlike the two humans who fell behind, Bai Su was the first to arrive at the mountain gate.

The goose-yellow gate is erected there, and a plaque engraved with the three characters of Fuzhao Temple hangs above, and tourists below pass through the three gates.

There were some characters carved on the doorpost that Bai Su didn't recognize, and he squinted and looked at them for a while before giving up studying.

There are many stages of human writing, and it is not known which one is used on this pillar.

While waiting for the other two humans, Bai Su casually took a photo of the mountain gate, learned the way of human Wen Crepe, and posted the scenery photo with text on his social platform.

At one or two o'clock in the afternoon, there are many people who go to work to fish, and after a while, some people comment and reply under the dynamics.

[Fukushoji Temple!] ]

[Xiaobai asked for leave to burn incense and worship the Buddha?] ]

[Wow Fu Zhao Temple, this temple is very effective.] ]

[Today's Words...... Looks like there's a festival tomorrow? ]

[Poof, Xiaobai's luck a while ago needs to be unlucky.] ]

The comments shouted that he should take more photos, or start an outdoor live broadcast.

The former Bai Su was satisfied, he was at an altitude of I don't know how many meters, the camera was facing down, and he took a few photos aimed at the clouds and mist, without any skills, and his fear of heights could be taken off immediately.

The latter Bai Su calculated the account and felt that he didn't have so much traffic consumption, so he politely rejected the fan's request.

However, thinking that in some aspects, fans are also their own food and clothing parents, Bai Su still plans to buy something in Fuzhao Temple, go back as a souvenir, and forward the lottery to draw it.

Forward the Sweepstakes ...... That's how it works, right?

Bai Su interacted with fans here, and the police officers in the distant city stared at his account in deep thought.

Since Bai Su left Xizhong District, Xia Chengyin's life as a police officer has been very peaceful, occasionally being called out by the captain for a mission, and the rest of the time he is taking care of trivial matters in the community.

But now, after seeing Bai Sufa's dynamics, that uneasy premonition has reappeared.

Xia Chengyin thought about Fuzhao Temple, remembering that this was a temple that had been very popular recently, because it was too effective, they also pretended to check it, and they didn't find anything wrong.

Is it a delusion? Xia Chengyin pressed the corner of his forehead, and then picked up his mobile phone and dialed a call.