Yang Xiaobao and three people climbed up the mountain.
What surprised Yang Xiaobao was that Fu Xingyuan was carrying a black canvas bag.
I don't know what's inside.
They went straight to the entrance of the mountain temple.
The Mountain Temple is built on a flat ground, with a steep cliff behind it, and in front of the flat ground in front of the door is a forest.
They walked through the woods to the mountain temple.
When Fu Xingyuan saw the mottled temple gate, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.
His face also became much more serious.
Seeing Fu Xingyuan's appearance, Yang Xiaobao asked in confusion: "Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"
"The stone in front of the door is quite interesting."
Fu Xingyuan pointed to the stone in front of the door and said.
This stone has existed since Yang Xiaobao remembers it.
He also asked the elders, and they didn't know how long the stone had been here.
Because when the elders of the company remembered, this stone was there.
"Mr. Fu, what do you mean by saying this stone is interesting?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this stone should be used to suppress demons. It's really meaningful to put it here."
"Suppress the demon?" Yang Xiaobao took a breath of air conditioning.
This was the first time he heard about this statement, and he must have been a little surprised.
"Mr. Fu, are you talking about this stone? A demon-suppressing stone?" Old Master Yin asked curiously.
Fu Xingyuan nodded and said, "Yes, that's it. Of course, this is the idea of his predecessors. I guess he thought there was a monster on the mountain, so he made a stone."
He pointed to the mountain temple again and said, "Isn't the same idea for the previous generations to build a mountain temple?"
Everyone nodded.
However, judging from their appearance, they think this is just an immature behavior of their predecessors.
In this high-tech and developed society, many people just regard these things as legends.
But Yang Xiaobao is different. He has experienced many incredible things.
He knew that the mountain god existed, so he believed what Fu Xingyuan said.
Could it be that hundreds of years ago, there was really a demon on this mountain?
"Or why should we go in and take a look?" Kong Chengye said.
Yang Xiaobao quickly pushed open the door of the mountain temple and invited the three people into the mountain temple.
The temple is not big, there is a futon, an incense burner, and a stone platform for worship. Behind the stone platform is a stone-carved mountain god statue.
Mr. Yin and Mr. Kong looked around and nodded, without any interest in appreciating them.
But Fu Xingyuan was very excited and admired him little by little.
Finally, Yang Xiaobao saw him take out a long wooden box from his shoulder bag.
He watched Fu Xinghai take out three incense sticks from the wooden box, lit it, and then respectfully inserted it into the incense burner.
Then he knelt down on the cushion and kowtowed three times.
Yang Xiaobao, Yin Wannian and Fu Xingyuan felt a little embarrassed to see that he was so pious.
After kowtowing, Fu Xinghai stood up and said with a smile: "I'll make you laugh."
Yang Xiaobao quickly said, "Mr. Fu, don't say that. People from our Shitou Village will go up the mountain to burn incense and kowtow on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month."
Fu Xinghai nodded and said with a smile: "There are few people nowadays like this. Everyone thinks these are feudal superstitions."
"But it has existed for thousands of years, so there should be a reason for it." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Yin Wannian and Kong Chengye both nodded.
Yin Wannian smiled and said, "It seems that you two still have something to say."
Fu Xingyuan looked around, nodded, and said, "I have to say that the Feng Shui here is excellent."
"Then it should be OK to develop tourism here?" Kong Chengye asked.
Fu Xingyuan pondered for a moment and said, "If you really develop tourism, I think it will destroy the Feng Shui here."
Yang Xiaobao said oh and asked, "Mr. Fu, can you explain it more clearly? I don't understand what you mean."
Fu Xingyuan smiled and said, "This place is very pure. In a very vulgar sentence, it absorbs the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon. If it is developed into a tourist area, tourists will slowly destroy the Feng Shui here."
Yin Wannian sighed and said, "Mr. Fu is right. If it is really developed into a tourist area, it will become vulgar."
"But now Yang Hongfei is determined to contract it and said he wants to demolish this mountain temple."
Fu Xingyuan's face changed and he said in a dismay: "What are you saying true? He is going to demolish this mountain temple?"
"Yes, my people found out and said they wanted to build a temple of their own."
The person he is talking about is Dong Zhiyong.
Dong Zhiyong asked him some time ago about Yang Hongfei's plan to contract this mountain.
Fu Xingyuan stomped his feet, sighed long, and said, "This young master of the Yang family is really a mess!"
"Xiaobao, if you contract and don't develop it into a tourism industry, then wouldn't you have to invest a lot of money in it every year?" Yin Wannian said.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "This is true, but it's not sure how much it will cost now. After all, it depends on tomorrow's auction."
When everyone heard Yang Xiaobao's words, they were silent.
This is a headache.
"Let's talk about it after the auction. At that time, you will definitely think of a way to achieve the best of both worlds." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
"Okay, that's all."
"Let's go up and take a look?" Kong Chengye asked.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Okay, there is a waterfall above, and the scenery is still very good."
Yang Xiaobao took them to the waterfall.
Fu Xingyuan smiled and said, "A mountain, water is the soul. When I saw the water here, I felt that this water was filled with the aura of nature."
Hearing Fu Xingyuan's words, Yang Xiaobao's heart moved.
He thought of the crystal clear flower in the pool in front of him.
If the water is not full of spiritual energy, how could such flowers grow?
They stood in front of the waterfall and admired for a while before they decided to leave.
"Xiaobao, do you want Mr. Fu to go to the cemetery in your village?" Kong Chengye suggested.
In the past, Yang Xiaobao was not interested in those fortune tellers who looked at Feng Shui, and always felt that they were all scammers who were in the world.
Today, Mr. Fu has changed his original prejudice.
"Okay, I'm not sure."
"Let's go and have a look." Fu Xingyuan said.
Yang Xiaobao took them down and came to the cemetery of Shitou Village.
Fu Xingyuan stood in the cemetery, looking around, his face solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
It was only in the end that he let out a long sigh.
"Mr. Fu, how about it?" Kong Chengye couldn't wait to ask.
Yang Xiaobao also wanted to know what kind of situation was Muyan in their Shitou Village.
"Xiaobao, I want to ask, how many years have you lived here in Shitou Village?" Fu Xingyuan asked. This chapter has been completed!