"Meng Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Qin Huairu asked.

"Huairu, look at this stone." Chen Meng pointed to the stone that fell in the grass on the edge of the cliff.

The dense thorn frames on the edge of the cliff were blocked, otherwise the stone would fall.

"It's not a treasure." Qin Huairu leaned over to look at it curiously.

It looks like an ordinary stone.

"Huairu, don't you think something is wrong with this stone?"

"Why is something wrong?"

"This stone was deliberately selected and thrown down." Chen Meng's face was gloomy.

ah!!

Qin Huairu was startled and jumped away quickly, returned to Chen Meng, and held his hand nervously, "Meng Cheng, don't scare me, no one is offended when I returned to China. How could someone deliberately hit me with a stone? Maybe the stone fell off after loosening."

"The surface of the stone is round and smooth, which is conducive to rolling. It may indeed be that it fell off by itself. But if you look at the surface of the stone, there is no soil or moss on it. I have seen the weather forecast before coming. It has not rained heavily on Mount Emei recently. If it is a natural stone, how could it be without moss and soil?"

Chen Meng raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the forest where the stones rolled down.

The trees are too dense.

Nothing can be seen.

"Meng Cheng, you must have thought too much unless the bad guy named Chen sent someone to chase me." Qin Huairu said gritting his teeth.

My seeds are not bad, and the quality is very good. Chen Meng couldn't see anything abnormal on the mountain, so he shook his head, "Maybe I'm thinking too much."

But I was secretly alert in my heart.

Having never offended anyone in the country does not mean that there are no enemies in China.

With a complex family structure like the Qin family, no one plotted against Qin Huairu, that was the one who saw a ghost.

If Qin Huaihe hadn't been under the control of his subordinates, Chen Meng would have been the first person to doubt it.

Looking back.

Many tourists also came up the mountain.

He tried to discover something, but he didn't know how to read the mind, so he took Qin Xiaoniu with him. In such a rare mountain with steep terrain, Chen Meng felt nervous when he thought about it.

"Huairu, why don't we go down the mountain?" Chen Meng said.

"No, what a beautiful scenery. I finally got up there. I have to see it before I can feel at ease. Besides, I heard that all the monks in Mount Emei can fly over the eaves and walls, so I have to see it." Qin Huai was heartless and happily followed a group of tourists up.

Chen Meng was afraid of an accident, so he hurriedly followed.

A row of two-story wooden buildings are built on a small platform halfway up the mountain.

The place where you enter the door is written with Qingyin Pavilion.

In Chen Meng's impression, this is a very famous tourist destination. The place is not big, but it is built in a dangerous place. It is conspicuous and imposing, surrounded by mountains and water, and the scenery is very beautiful.

Its overall layout embodies the artistic conception of natural creation and the unity of man and nature.

When I entered Qingyin Pavilion, I only saw one hall. The weather was hot and there were not many tourists.

However, in the incense burner in front of the Buddha statues dedicated to the Three Saints of Huayan, the incense is abundant.

Many tourists knelt in front of the Three Saints and worshiped the Buddha sincerely.

"Meng Cheng, what is the offering? It looks unfriendly." Qin Huairu saw the gods in China for the first time. He was a little scared. He pulled Chen Meng's neck and asked in a low voice.

"The one in the middle is Shakyamuni Buddha, Manjushri Bodhisattva on the left, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva on the right. They are much more kind than the kind brother nailed to the cross, responsible for saving sentient beings, blessing marriage, and controlling wealth." Chen Meng made a fool of himself.

"Then I'm going to worship."

"Huairu wants to worship that Bodhisattva? Bless your marriage or take charge of wealth?" Chen Meng asked quietly, biting her ear.

"you guess."

Qin Huairu's face turned slightly red, blinked playfully, and then, imitating the pilgrims, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, muttering something in her mouth, very pious.

Chen Meng was not interested in worshiping Buddha. Although he believed in fate, fate and Buddha were different.

Qingyin Pavilion is three in and three out.

The front hall on the first floor is a Buddhist temple. I don’t know what it is behind. Chen Meng saw a pilgrim entering the back hall, and after a moment he came out with a bamboo stick.

It must be the place where monks tell fortunes.

Seeing that Qin Huairu was still muttering, there were many pilgrims, and I thought that no one would dare to attack her in full view of everyone, Chen Meng took a whim and lifted up the curtain and entered the back hall.

There was an old monk with a fat head and big ears, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, sitting cross-legged on the cushion with his eyes closed, holding a wooden hammer in his hand, knocking on the wooden fish from time to time, and turning Buddhist beads on his other hand.

A pilgrim handed over the money for indulgence and oil piously.

The monk didn't even open his eyes.

A little novice monk next to him immediately took away the pilgrims who offered the money for indulgence and oil. There were several other middle-aged monks in the back hall who were telling fortunes to different pilgrims.

Isn’t this a group of charlatans cheating money through assembly lines?

Chen Meng was disappointed and had nothing to look good, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Amitabha."

The old monk like Maitreya Buddha suddenly proclaimed the Buddha's name, stopped beating the wooden fish, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Meng, "Don't wait."

"I?"

Chen Meng turned around and pointed at his nose.

"It's the donor." The old monk nodded.

"I wonder what's wrong with the master calling me?" Chen Meng asked.

"I want to give the donor a divination."

"Sorry, I don't have money." Chen Meng said.

"Not hindrance, no money."

"Okay, master, please do it." Chen Meng held his hands behind his back.

"I think the donor will be in a bloody disaster immediately, so please stay for a while to avoid disasters."

The old monk said the first thing he said made Chen Meng vomit blood.

If you see many such geniuses, you will be scared by blood when you open your mouth. Chen Meng smiled, turned around and lowered his head to lift the curtain, ready to leave.

"Donor." The old monk opened his mouth and stopped him.

Qin Huairu rushed in and just ran into Chen Meng who was bowing his head.

ah!!

Both of them whimpered in pain.

Qin Huairu covered her forehead, "Why don't you have any eyes when you walk? Ah, Meng Cheng, it's you, your nose is bleeding."

Chen Meng covered his nose, not knowing what to say, his face was gloomy and gloomy. This old monk was a bit weird. He said that I would be in a bloody disaster soon, and there was really.

He looked back at the old monk, but the old monk had a serious expression, "The donor's blood disaster has not been solved, and this female donor also has a blood disaster. However, the female donor's blood disaster is very strange and will be surrounded by obscene energy. How strange..."

With what happened just now, Chen Meng had to believe it, and became more and more suspicious that Qin Huairu would be in danger of staying here, "Thank you, Master."

After thanking him, he pulled Qin Huairu away, "Go down the mountain quickly, I have an ominous premonition."

"What, I want to see the monk's skill of flying over the eaves and walking on the walls." Qin Huairu was dragged and staggered.

"Come and see again if you have the chance, go down the mountain first."

Chen pulled her violently, not daring to stay for a moment.

It has been down about dozens of steps.

I heard a rumbling sound.

Chen Meng turned his head and saw several stones as big as a basin rolling down from the mountain, coming very quickly, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Damn, the old monk is really a damn evil, and there is really a bloody disaster.

The mountain road is only about one meter wide when you go down the mountain, with steep cliffs on both sides.
Chapter completed!