The temple is located in the northwest of the local sect, behind the courtyard and the martial arts training ground, on top of Qingfeng Mountain, standing side by side with Guanyue Mountain. A secluded path stretches down for miles on Qingfeng Mountain, connecting the road below. On the first and fifteenth day of the new year or the solar term, the villagers at the foot of the mountain will offer incense in the temple along this road, at that time, the misty and ethereal temple is placed like a fairyland. The temple houses a beast god and has twenty-four shrines.

After the mushroom left, Wang Dashi's nervous mood relaxed. Just now, he was too nervous, and at this time he felt a terrible pain all over his body, he moved his body, and tried to stand up several times, but he did not succeed because of the unbearable pain. He took a deep breath and moved his body to a table, clasping the legs with both hands, supporting his body hard, and finally stood up after several attempts. He slowly lifted his feet, and as soon as he tried to take a small step, his body ached, and he sat down on the ground again, and his whole body was in severe pain, and sweat was pouring out of his body.

Wang Dashi gasped and looked at the empty hall, which gradually dimmed, as if it was haunted by a twilight, gray and yellow. At this moment, he didn't know what it was like, and looked out along the panes in the hall, the glow was wisps, far away like a ribbon, and as close as a colorful colored line.

This kind of glow can always be seen in the evening of Gu'anzhai Village, whenever this time, the smoke of the village slowly rises, the fragrance of grass permeates the whole village, the pungent smell of cooking chili peppers in sauce and vinegar will always make people sneeze again and again, and the aroma of the meat roasted in the star anise sauce always makes people drool...... After dinner, the neighbors gathered together, laughing, playing and singing, even if they were the loneliest characters at that time, but at this moment, looking back, they also felt warm and solid. Thinking of this, Wang Dashi's tears flowed down like a spring, although the Qingyu Mountain native school is not far from his hometown, but in his heart, he can't leave that period of homesickness.

Wang Dashi thought of his hometown, and it was inevitable that he would not think of Wang Lichang, and it was inevitable that he would not think of the humiliation and hardship he had in the past.

Is life just suffering, and is it born to suffer? This question has been hidden in the depths of Wang Dashi's mind since he was sensible, and when he is not satisfied, he frequently pops up.

After thinking about it for a while, the time was not too early, Wang Dashi resolutely told himself: "Wang Dashi, Wang Dashi, no matter how bitter and painful it is, you must stand up! In order to learn the craft, endure some hardships, suffer a little tiredness, and suffer some grievances, it is still worth it, only in this way can you get a lesson, in this way can you enrich your cognition, and in this way can you hone yourself! Wang Dashi, you must hold on, and exchange hardship and tiredness for hope and distance!"

In this way, Wang Dashi put his hands on the ground, propped himself up, and stood up. He carefully dusted off the mud from his body, limped and pouted, and walked towards the temple.

Walking out of the courtyard outside the temple, Wang Dashi was so illuminated by the glow that he couldn't open his eyes, here is about two or three miles away from the temple, you have to pass through the courtyard and kitchen behind the temple, and then follow the path to a deep ravine, climb up the deep ravine, and walk to Qingfeng Mountain; the temple stands on Qingfeng Mountain, and then pass through the secluded mountain path, walk 100 meters of steps to reach the temple.

Wang Dashi had just joined the Church, he had not eaten or slept for a day and a night, and he was not familiar with the geography of the local school, so he could only look at the temple in the distance and grope for the route.

Along the way, Wang Dashi sighed to himself for the suffering of fate, and he felt that the more he lamented, the more discouraged his steps became, and he thought: "Why should I pity myself, why should I lament, why should I complain about the heavens and others! The steps are moving forward step by step, and we can't let the sighs pull the upward steps!"

Wang Dashi no longer thought about it, but only took difficult steps, wading through the ups and downs of the deep ravines and ravines, and finally came to the temple. It is solemn and solemn, exuding the scent of sandalwood, and the clear smoke lingers on the top of the temple, as if you are in the sky. There is a sacred beast enshrined in the temple, the lower body is the legs and feet of animals, and the image of some people on the upper body, with red eyes and black cheeks, holding an ax in his left hand, holding a magic weapon in his right hand, looking up and looking sideways, as if he is examining something, the appearance is very weird, Wang Dashi frowned, and a bunch of questions were inexplicably born in his heart, and he sighed at the strangeness of the local school, and even offered the spirit beast to worship incense.

In fact, Wang Dashi didn't dare to look at it anymore, but in the face of gods and beasts, he must always have a pious and respectful heart, and he can't have strange questions, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the statue, praying that the statue could bring him good luck and bless him with success in his studies.

After worshipping the idol, Wang Dashi stood up, and at this time he found that there were twenty-four incense burners in the temple, each of which was full of incense ashes. Wang Dashi thought that when he was punished, Dafu Right and Dafu Zuo, who had come out early, had already cleaned up here, and only then did he find that there was no one to help. He sat down on the ground in anger, sighed deeply, looked at the twenty-four incense burners, and examined his broken body, not knowing how to finish it.

However, Wang Dashi immediately thought about it: "You can't think of others helping you do your own things, it's okay, it's only twenty-four, if it's two hundred and forty, so what? The eyes are lazy, and the hands are heroes." Wang Dashi, you will definitely be able to do a good job. The old man said that only by suffering and suffering can we learn martial arts and skills well, and only by learning a skill can we have dignity. Learning a craft always has to endure hardships and fatigue, that is, if you endure hardships, if you can't learn, God will also be attached to hard-working people!"

Wang Dashi thought so. At this time, a young woman walked into the temple, came to the incense burner, and after offering three incense sticks, she hurriedly walked out. The woman was beautiful and delicate, hiding cuteness, and she was stunned by Wang Dashi's eyes for a while. He was originally from a peasant background, and he never went out of the door more, such a woman is the most beautiful he has ever seen, even Meixi, who cheated on marriage before, is not as cute.

The woman didn't notice Wang Dashi, who was curled up on the side.

Wang Dashi moved the incense burner, poured out the ashes of each stove, and then dragged it to the hut pit behind the mountain.

A lot of incense ash has been piled up here, which can be used as fertilizer for crops after being drenched and dried in the rain, and supplied to farmers in the mountains.

Since it has not been cleaned for a long time, the ashes have accumulated deeply in the incense burner, making it look extremely heavy. Although Wang Dashi only suffered external injuries and his internal organs were fine, every time he moved, the wound was torn and painful, his muscles and bones were sore, and his movement was quite inconvenient.

Wang Dashi gritted his teeth and said to himself silently: "Difficulties and hardships are the experience of God!" After saying this, he continued to move the incense burner.

After half a day, Wang Dashi poured out twenty-three incense burners, and then brushed the incense burners next to a deep well behind the temple. At present, only one incense burner has not been cleaned, because the woman just now offered incense in front of this incense burner, and the tail root left behind is still faintly smoking.

Wang Dashi sat aside and waited, resting his feet by the way, and because of the accumulated injuries on his body and the fatigue of work, he fell asleep and snored.

In my sleep, I heard the sound of crutches outside the door, and saw the old man turn in from the door. Wang Dashi's heart was tight, and he was stunned suddenly, and with an "ah" sound, he called out, and because of the excessive movement, his body trembled, and he knocked down the incense burner. The incense burner fell, and with a "bang-" sound, it smashed and shattered.

Wang Dashi was awakened by this sound, and subconsciously realized that he had fallen asleep just now, and knocked down the incense burner in his sleep. His heart tightened, not knowing what to do, and then, in a hurry, picking up the fragment, just as he had dreamed, a figure came in from the door, and it was none other than Lengshroom.

Wang Dashi shouted in his heart that he was unlucky!