At noon, Li Yuanlang had a start-of-construction banquet in Guang'an Town.

He had to drive in the afternoon, so he didn't drink, but he made two big bowls of rice.

After dinner, Li Yuanlang stood up and said goodbye.

After getting into the car, Wang Zhongqiu asked: "County Magistrate, are you going to Longshan Temple?"

Li Yuanlang put on his seat belt, turned on the navigation and said, "You have been to Longshan Temple before. If the navigation is not accurate, just tell me."

After that, the Tiguan car drove away from Guang'an Town and continued to move forward.

When passing through Fusha Town, Li Yuanlang deliberately slowed down the car and walked around on both sides of the road.

There are endless mountains, green pine trees, white snow, green and white, a wonderful winter scenery.

He always felt that if there was no sand mining factory in Fusha Town, why did it purchase sand from Zhengning Sand Dredging Field?

The key is that Fusha Town originally had several sand mining plants with complete sand dredging equipment, so it is uniquely positioned to dredge sand from the local area.

If we follow Hu Zhaojun’s analysis, wouldn’t we abandon the near for the far?

Sand dredging is expressly prohibited by the government, and transporting the equipment to other places can easily be discovered, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"County magistrate, are you looking for where the gold mining factory is hidden?" Wang Zhongqiu asked after seeing Li Yuanlang observing the surroundings.

"I have this idea..." Then he expressed his inner doubts.

"County Magistrate, when we inspected Jinwakeng at night last time, didn't we find traces of man-made construction?"

"Yes, Zhongqiu, do you have a new analysis?" Li Yuanlang looked at Wang Zhongqiu curiously.

"I think there is no problem with your certainty. Jinwakeng may be the sand mining factory we have been looking for. But it was later destroyed artificially for fear of being discovered."

These have all been analyzed by Li Yuanlang and are nothing new.

"Zhongqiu, I know this, please tell me your analysis." Li Yuanlang was a little anxious.

"I just thought that winter is not the season for sand mining. If they destroy it, they may not necessarily build a new sand mining plant. Maybe..."

Wang Zhongqiu's eyebrows came together and he made a bold guess.

"Perhaps, they are using the refined gold for deep processing to make the gold more pure. Therefore, we should not target the sand mining plant..."

With a squeaking sound, Li Yuanlang suddenly stepped on the accelerator and pressed on the brake.

Looking at Wang Zhongqiu, Li Yuanlang suddenly realized, "You mean, there is a secret place for processing gold somewhere?"

He patted his thigh and Wang Zhongqiu's analysis made sense.

But calm down, this secret processing location is still a mystery.

Because compared to sand mining factories, processing sites are smaller, better hidden, and difficult to find.

It was really difficult to judge. Li Yuanlang shook his head, thinking no more, he had a headache.

Start the car and continue on your way.

Following the navigation, the car quickly drove into the mountainous countryside.

At a three-way intersection, there is a sign above and the navigation also shows that the left leads to Longshan Temple.

It was just Wang Zhongqiu's recollection that he remembered that the road on the right was the one leading to Benlongshan Temple.

Li Yuanlang was confused for a moment, who should he listen to?

"County Magistrate, just wait, I'll find someone to ask."

With that said, Wang Zhongqiu dialed a number and went out. He quickly asked for details and told Li Yuanlang: "I'm sorry, county magistrate. Maybe I remembered it wrong. After all, it's been several years. The road on the left is, let's go to the left."

"Yeah." Li Yuanlang started the car and drove straight to the road on the left.

This road is wide and flat, and because there are many vehicles driving on it, two ruts have been pressed into the middle of the snowy road, making driving much smoother.

Along the way, cars passed by from time to time.

Before entering the seat of Duoshan Township Government, guided by navigation and road signs, the car turned and drove slowly along the winding mountain road. In less than an hour, the splendid glazed tiles and faint vermilion walls flashed before our eyes.

Nestled among the white snow and green pines, there is a unique beauty.

The car drove slowly up the mountain, and in less than five minutes, the outline of Longshan Temple was fully revealed.

The towering gate tower is solemn and solemn, and the three red gold characters "Longshan Temple" above the gate are eye-catching.

Li Yuanlang parked the car in the parking lot in front of the door, and Wang Zhongqiu got out of the car one after another. Looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh at the magnificence of Longshan Temple.

But Wang Zhongqiu touched his head, blinked, blinked his eyes and muttered.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, what are you thinking about?" Li Yuanlang asked curiously.

"It seems to be different from the last time I came here. It has changed a lot."

Li Yuanlang asked: "How long ago was the last time you came here?"

"About ten years."

"It's no wonder." Li Yuanlang said with a smile: "It must have been renovated after such a long time. Let's go in and have a look."

After that, he waved his hand and took the lead.

The two of them walked to the door one after the other.

But they were stopped by the security guard at the door and asked what they were doing here?

"Come and take a look and worship the Buddha." Li Yuanlang said easily.

The security guard immediately stopped me and said, "Sorry, the temple will not accept pilgrims in the afternoon. If you are interested in worshiping Buddha, come early tomorrow morning."

Wang Zhongqiu came up and explained: "We just want to go in and take a walk, not worship Buddha."

"That's even worse." The security guard shook his head like a rattle, "You didn't see that the ticket windows are closed. We won't sell tickets in the afternoon. You have to come tomorrow."

As he said that, the security guard closed the ticket gate very rudely and blocked the two people outside, which was like giving an order to expel the guests.

Wang Zhongqiu was anxious for a moment and took out his work permit and showed it: "I am from Daiding County Government. This is my work permit. This is us..."

Li Yuanlang raised his hand to stop him and said, "He and I are together."

Obviously, he didn't want to reveal his identity.

The security guard took Wang Zhongqiu's work permit and looked at it again and again. After handing it to him, he still insisted that Longshan Temple would close its doors in the afternoon to thank guests. If no reception was given, it would be difficult for anyone to do anything.

It seems that the security guard is in trouble. Wang Zhongqiu became angry and was about to continue arguing with him when he heard someone coming over and asked: "Who is Donor Li?"

Li Yuanlang took a look and saw that he was a monk over fifty years old wearing red cassocks.

Those who can wear cassocks should be of high grade.

Li Yuanlang immediately took over the conversation, bowed deeply and said, "My surname is Li. I don't know if the master is talking about me."

The old monk saluted with one hand and said: "Donor Li, I am not a master, but there is a master who wants to see you, please come with me."

When the security guard saw that the old monk had spoken, he had no choice but to open the gate and let Yuen Long and Wang Zhongqiu in.

The monk led the way through the Main Hall, walked to the corridor in the backyard, turned left and right through the moon gate, and entered the yard surrounded by houses.

He walked a few steps up the front steps, pointed at the door and said, "Donor Li, the master is waiting for you inside, please."

Li Yuanlang was very relaxed, and the pure land of Buddhism would not hide dirt or do evil things.

"Thank you." He nodded towards the monk to express his gratitude.

The monk also returned the gift with one hand and let Wang Zhongqiu into the side room to drink tea.

Li Yuanlang tidied his clothes, knocked on the door, and heard a voice coming from inside: "Come in."

Pushing the door open and walking in, Li Yuanlang saw an old man wearing bright yellow clothes with white eyebrows and beard, meditating on a futon with his eyes closed.

When he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were electric and sharp.

Li Yuanlang was shocked! Isn’t this Master Zhiqian!

"Hello, Master Zhiqian." Li Yuanlang bowed deeply.

"Haha, Donor Li, please sit down." Master Zhiqian gestured with his eyes to Li Yuanlang to sit on the chair opposite him and speak.

Li Yuanlang originally thought that the person who invited him might be the abbot of the temple, but he never expected that it was this old acquaintance Zhi Qian.

"Master asked me to come in. What do you want to teach me?" Li Yuanlang asked first.

"Now, do you still have doubts about me?" Zhi Qian asked but did not answer.

"How should I put it? It used to be the case, but now it's basically gone." Li Yuanlang answered honestly. There was no need to lie in front of Zhi Qian.

"Haha." Zhiqian smiled and said: "Basically, I still have doubts. It doesn't matter, there are some common things that need to be verified."

This sentence is true. When Zhiqian sent him four lines of poetry, the first two lines have been confirmed, but the last two lines, Li Yuanlang always believed that it was impossible.

The probability is too low.

Zhiqian added: "I know why you came here. You have encountered a problem and need to get the result here. With all due respect, there is nothing you want here. You came here in vain. You can leave now."
Chapter completed!