Well? No way? Although Ma Ya is not ugly, she must not be beautiful at first sight, right? She is a sensible type, and the more you look, the more you look, the more you become, you will know that this girl is very kind.

He quickly took it over and took a look, oh, he took it wrong, the photo outside was not Ma Ya's, but Caidie's.

"It's this." He took out Ma Ya's photo from his wallet.

"She? She is not as beautiful as the sister just now. If I were you, I would choose that sister."

"Haha..." Wushuang smiled and thought she was a joke, but this joke hurt his heart.

"Brothers, the time is almost over, let's continue to move forward! The abandoned Huang Temple is ahead. You can see the top of the mountain immediately after you pass by the Huang Temple! Our purpose is to pick the red sea flowers on the top of the mountain!" Wushuang clapped his hands and cheered the brothers who were gradually warming up from the cold.

Wuyun sat in front of the campfire with his chin and watched Wushuang's figure moving away. "He looks like her, but he is very warm, but she is very cold. Alas! Should I let him continue?"

The gravel on the mountain road gradually disappeared, and clouds and mist were shrouded in front of them, and smooth stone steps appeared under your feet, which extended to the end of the clouds above your head.

Dongdong... Dongdongdong... There were sounds of collision bells coming from the top of the mountain, and the bells were thick and powerful.

"Does Huangmiao also ring the bell?" Wushuang asked.

"I don't know!" Yun Qiang shook his head.

"I think someone is knocking a death knell for us." Wushuang said lightly.

"My master, don't scare me. Isn't there only one lama in the Huang Temple? Hasn't he been dead for many years? Then who is the one who hits the bell now?"

"You'll know just look at it?" Wushuang drove the cigarette butts to wipe out.

The mountain road is still circling and the stone steps are still extending. The higher you climb, the more you climb, the more spiritual energy it becomes. The two sides of the mountain road are full of strange flowers and plants, and some of them cannot even be named by Wushuang. Every time at this time, he always thinks of Ma Ya. It would be great if she was by her side. Maybe she would be very happy if she took her on this trip. For those who hold the treasures, there are treasures everywhere in the spiritual mountain and you can always gain something.

"Hehe...hehe...hehe..." Suddenly, the laughter of a child seemed to be heard in the clouds and mist beside the mountain road. He smiled exaggeratedly, and he didn't know what made him so excited.

Wushuang turned his head and saw that in the clouds, a child's vague outline appeared on a huge rock next to the stone steps of the mountain road, but the shadow flashed and then there was no trace again.

"My master, what's the point of playing?" Yun Qiang waved his hand, and all the brothers rushed up with hunting rifles and surrounded the huge rock, but nothing was left on the huge rock, as if everything that just appeared was a dream.

"Everything is back!" Wushuang shouted.

"Hehe...hehe...hehe..." The child's figure appeared again in the mountains. It was a fat little child wearing only a red bellyband. The child was very festive, with a round face, chubby body, and white. It looked like the portrait of the big-headed doll that he had been praying for when his family was praying for a child.

The child was not afraid of being alive, so he stood not far from the stone steps and looked at Wushuang's laughter. His smile was innocent, but for some reason, Wushuang felt his bones shaking slightly when he heard his laughter.

"Little Fairy! I see where you run!" After listening to Qiqige's description just now, Yun Qiang had already recognized that this was a fairy, and he picked up the hunting rifle and fired.

Unexpectedly, the child was not very smart, but he was very smart. His speed was as fast as the Phantom. His fat and fat body was shuttled back and forth between the mountains and fields, and white shadows appeared and disappeared from everyone's sight in a few moments.

"Damn it, it's so evil! Why is it so fast?" Yun Qiang added ammunition to the hunting rifle again.

"This thing is seducing us!" Wushuang said.

"Afraid of him? Humph! We are not afraid of big fairies, let alone a little kid? At most, it's a dead child. I'll catch you and see what he has to do!" He was about to reach the top of the mountain, and all the dangers along the way were the seriously injured young master who had been helping them. Yun Qiang couldn't hold his face. He was the newly appointed horse gang cabinet. He needed to establish his authority in front of his brothers. He had to seize this last opportunity to perform well.

"Don't go! You are not allowed to go anywhere without my order! Let's go to the temple to see, let's not have any more trouble. Time is too short, and I'm still waiting for us in the hospital." Wushuang rushed up the stone steps a few steps and was already standing in front of the broken Huang Temple gate.

Helplessly, Yun Qiang and the other brothers had to follow.

The temple gate was tilted aside, and there was a scene of decay inside, with spider webs and rubble everywhere, but there was no trace of dust. The environment in Bayanwula Mountains was so good, the air was as pure as before, and there was no impurity.

There is nothing in the small temple, only one main hall, the main hall is divided into two floors, one of which is enshrined in Buddha statues, and a bronze bell hanging on the second floor. The giant copper bell is shaking slightly, and it was just now hit by someone. The temple is pitch black and there is nowhere to be seen.

"You guys, go to the yard to have a look!" Yun Qiang ordered.

The brothers held the torches and searched carefully, but nothing was left in the small temple and there was no anger. It was hard to imagine how the loyal believer who protected the Buddha lived here decades ago. It was really the ancient Buddha of the green lamp to accompany him to his remaining life. What is the meaning of living?

Wushuang never understood how important faith is to a person. Although the scenery in the mountains is pleasant, the earth is abundant, and the flowers and plants are everywhere, like a fairyland. But if he is allowed to stay here for a month, he will probably go crazy.

This small temple is too small. A dozen brothers are holding torches in a circle. There are almost no dead corners that are areas that cannot be exposed to the fire. Everything in the temple is exposed to the fire. Under the fire, the Buddha statue in the hall is still majestic. Even the fruits and melons on the altar have never been stolen by wild beasts in the mountains, but they have long rotted into mud.

"Go and look for it. According to what Hairigu said, this Huang Temple should lead to the top of the mountain to see if there is a back door or a secret passage." Wushuang said.

But this Huang Temple is a little bit big, let alone the back door, and there is not even a dog hole. Behind the wall is a fog, and the cold wind blows under the fog, as if it is the end of a mountain on the top of the cliff.

"My little master, there is nothing. Could it be that Master Ying remembered it wrong?" Yun Qiang asked.
Chapter completed!