Fan Jinqiang disagreed, or for safety reasons, he was not familiar with the place here, and Wang Baoyu would always have some adventures, lest there be anything wrong.

However, this idea was immediately strongly supported by Sun Shangxiang, and she strongly assured Fan Jinqiang that she would definitely take care of Wang Baoyu, and how to go, how to come back.

Fan Jinqiang smiled bitterly, Sun Shangxiang is not as good as Ma Yunlu, pampered, martial arts are commonplace, it is good to protect himself in times of crisis, how can he protect Wang Baoyu? Of course, he couldn't say this, Fan Jinqiang also knew Wang Baoyu's temperament, and after thinking twice, he asked Li Hui to lead the way, and at the same time was responsible for Wang Baoyu's safety. Fan Jinqiang himself stayed behind to guard the camp.

Li Hui was originally Liu Zhang's subordinate, and later submitted to Liu Bei, and had some military exploits, but the greatest credit was to persuade Ma Chao to surrender. Li Hui's martial arts are not bad, his people are also quite knowledgeable, he has traveled to famous mountains and rivers, it is good to have this kind of guide, at this time the direction he guided, is the north of Mount Emei.

"Mr. Li, why is this place called Mount Emei?" Wang Baoyu asked curiously.

Li Hui stretched out his finger and pointed to the three towering peaks in front of him, and explained: "Mount Emei, which refers to the three peaks in front of it, are called Da'e, Er'e, and San'e, headed by Da'e, and Er'e and San'e stand opposite each other. ”

"That's a fitting analogy." Wang Baoyu nodded.

"Mount Emei is beautiful in the world, the water color is clear, the grass is green, the flowers are everywhere, and the scenery is thousands. It is often said that the eyebrows caress the stars, a mountain has four seasons, the clouds and rain have no worries, and the mystery is the most amazing. Li Hui's mouth was full of poetry.

"In such a nice place, there must be monks, right?" Wang Baoyu asked again after thinking.

"Indeed, there are monks who live in seclusion, but they are rarely haunted. According to legend, this place is the place where the ancestor of Fuxian stayed, so there are many people who worship the Buddha. Li Hui said.

After experiencing the battle with Taiyi Zhenren, Wang Baoyu did not have much of a good impression of the monks, but since it was a place to worship Buddha, he felt a lot more at ease.

Talking all the way, the three of them came to the foot of Mount Emei, as Li Hui said, the scenery here is first-class, the breeze is gentle, the air is fresh, the weeds and flowers are everywhere, there is no lack of thousand-year-old trees, and there is a little more aura in addition to the magical beauty.

A winding mountain road extends to the summit of Mount Emei, but the scenery from the top of the mountain is not visible at all, because the white clouds cover the halfway up the mountain.

"Baoyu, the scenery here is extremely beautiful, like a fairyland." Sun Shangxiang sighed sincerely.

"If there is no war, regardless of the common people, you can live here for a long time." Wang Baoyu nodded.

"With the divine power of the king, it is not difficult to dominate the world." Li Hui said meaningfully.

"You don't have to worry about this, I still say the same thing, although Hongchen has thousands of scenery, it is not as good as the black soil in my hometown." Wang Baoyu is colorful.

Li Hui didn't understand very well, the loess gave birth to all things, how did the black soil emerge? However, since it was said by King Hanxing, it is right, maybe he is still a shallow learner and can't understand the deep meaning of King Hanxing at all.

Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but feel sad, Wang Baoyu was going to leave sooner or later, she and her sisters also communicated privately, everyone sighed about it, but there was nothing to be done. Sun Shangxiang hopes that Wang Baoyu really has a madness, and these nonsense will never come true.

Probably because of the war, there are not many tourists on the mountain, and it is exceptionally quiet. Wang Baoyu and the three of them walked up the mountain road, the bottom was quite flat, and the horses could move forward, but when they reached a third of the way, the mountain suddenly became steep, and the horses could not move forward, so Li Hui and Sun Shangxiang had to dismount.

"What is this place?" Wang Baoyu asked, pointing to a small temple in front of him.

"The name of this place is Pugong Temple, hundreds of years ago, there was an old man named Pugong who collected medicine, and claimed to have met the ancestor of Fuxian here, so he built this temple." Li Hui explained.

"Anyway, it's already here, it's not far from us, let's go and rest first!" Wang Baoyu didn't have much interest in this kind of legend, and only thought about drinking a glass of water when he was thirsty.

"Well, you can park the horses here." Li Hui said.

The three of them talked and laughed and came to the mountain gate of Pugong Temple, and a little monk was napping at the door, and they didn't notice until the three of them came closer.

Sun Shangxiang picked up a small pebble funny and gently threw it at the little monk, the little monk was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the tiger under Wang Baoyu's crotch for the first time, and couldn't help but show a panicked look, and ran into the courtyard like a fly.

A moment later, an old monk with age spots on his face came out with a slight crutche, and he didn't dare to move forward when he saw the Wind Tiger. Wang Baoyu smiled at him and said, "This mage, don't be afraid, my tiger has a docile temperament and will not hurt anyone." ”

The old monk also had some concentration, and his panicked color suddenly converged, and he put his palms together and chanted the Buddha, and welcomed Wang Baoyu and the three of them into the guest room of the temple, and offered fragrant tea.

After drinking two cups of tea and chatting a few words casually, Wang Baoyu and the three of them walked around the temple, which is not big, in disrepair, and looks a little dilapidated, and the incense is not prosperous.

Since you have come, you must give some money, and this is the cost of worshipping the Buddha. Wang Baoyu asked Sun Shangxiang to take out a gold ingot and give it to the old monk, which can be counted as a meeting gift!

The old monk was suddenly happy that the wrinkles on his face were opened, the Buddha blessed a kind of words, said I don't know how much, in the middle of a large hall, it is the Fuxian Bodhisattva who is enshrined, from the point of view of politeness, Wang Baoyu and the three of them still walked in, solemnly gave the Fuxian Bodhisattva three incense.

Li Hui and Sun Shangxiang both bowed with great bows, their faces full of piety, and they secretly prayed their wishes. Wang Baoyu has always disliked kowtowing, so he casually arched his hand at the solemn Fuxian, and said secretly, saying that it is a bodhisattva's heart, if you really have a spirit, then let me go home quickly.

Just as Wang Baoyu straightened up, the statue of Fuxian Bodhisattva suddenly appeared with layers of white light, illuminating the hall brightly.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and the old monk knelt down and kowtowed desperately regardless of his age, and the halo only lasted for more than ten seconds before disappearing, as if a qiē had never happened at all.

"Mage, what's going on?" Wang Baoyu asked puzzled.

"The donor must be a person with a deep relationship with the Buddha, please forgive the poor monk for not being well entertained." The old monk turned his head and bowed to Wang Baoyu again, and the two little monks behind him also hurriedly bowed to the ground.

"I don't know why Fuxian shines, but I know that I don't have much to do with the Buddha." Wang Baoyu explained that as the king of Hanxing, who was in charge of the party, he had killed countless people indirectly, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get close to the compassionate Buddhas, and perhaps the title of the demon king of the mixed world was the most suitable for him.

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