The name Luo Shangyang is Wen Liang. Last time, in order to trade stocks, Zuo Yuxi got dozens of veterans from Lingyang's security company and sent them to the capital through Zuo Yuxi. He was the leader of the Public Security Department of Lingyang Bureau. He was related to Luo Yun, who was known as the "Lingyang Mule".

Wen Liang recalled it, but could hardly remember what the man in a black jacket looked like. This undoubtedly shows how terrible this person is. Only when the biting dog does not bark, the person hiding in the phantom has real lethality.

As for Dou Xiao, who only shouts "My dad is so-and-so", his name is quite good, but in Wen Liang's eyes, it's just that his name is good.

The car slowly drove back to Xianzhen, and then stopped at the door of a sales store. Wen Liang went in and bought a few incense candles, left five yuan to ask the owner to help him get off the car, and then walked with Zuo Yuxi from the small road west of the town to Tianqi Mountain.

Speaking of Tianqi, it belongs to the same mountain range as Tianluo Mountain in Yishan County. However, what is interesting is that the Pufang Temple is built on Tianluo Mountain, which is so popular that it is spread across the southeast. However, there is only one Huixian Temple in Tianqi Mountain. Although there is also incense, it is incomparable to Pufang Temple.

The road up the mountain is not easy to walk. I don’t know how many years of bluestone steps are built. Some are uneven and some are covered with moss. If you are not careful, you will fall down. The high heels worn by Zuo Yuxi are visually difficult to climb the mountain than in the Tian Dynasty. Wen Liang looked up at the mountain, which was named Tianqi. In fact, it was only a thousand meters. The mountain was relatively flat. He squatted down and signaled Zuo Yuxi to climb up.

"Can you do it?"

"Men never say no, come on!"

Zuo Yuxi smiled sweetly, her whole body was tightly pressed against Wen Liang's back, put her hands on his neck, and blew a breath in his ear. Wen Liang picked up her firm and tight legs from behind with both hands and shouted: "Zhu Bajie is carrying his wife!"

They stood up, stepped on the soil, looked at the green mountains in their eyes, and walked steadily on the bluestone. The figures of the two men gradually dived into the ups and downs of the mountain mist from big to small, from near to far.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the conversation between men and women in the quiet wind:

"Am I heavy?"

"Heavy? It's not that I can hold it tightly. A gust of mountain wind blows over, and I have to go to the capital to find you!"

"Ha, then you must hurry up. If you dare to lose me, you will never let you go in your next life!"

After a while:

"Am I heavy?"

"Cough, cough...not heavy!"

"That's good. I see your forehead is sweating a lot. Is it hot?"

After a moment:

"I'm heavy..."

"Heavy, heavy, aunt, why don't you come down and walk for a while?"

"You can recite it for a while!"

Less than five minutes apart:

"Am I heavy?"

"Not heavy at all, but you see the scenery here is picturesque. How happy it would be if we could climb the mountain together?"

Zuo Yuxi laughed so hard that she fell down, and her little hand hit Wen Liang's shoulder and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, let me down. It's not that steep here, so it should be fine to walk.

This is the first time Wen Liang carried someone up the mountain. He thought it was just over a thousand meters, but he forgot to run to death on the mountain. The mountain road was rugged, and it was really hard to carry one person on his back.

However, with Uncle Wen's shamelessness, the emotions that are only embarrassing like this low-level creature will certainly not appear on him. He held Zuo Yuxi's hand as if nothing had happened, and climbed for more than twenty minutes before finally reaching the top of the mountain.

There is a large open space on the top of the mountain, and the terrain is relatively flat. The first thing that catches your eye is a pavilion near the edge of the cliff. This is a pavilion made of stone, two or three meters high. Four stone pillars support a stone roof. The roof has four corners and oblique eaves. The roofs on the front and back are integral stone roof tiles. The ridge is carved with auspicious cloud patterns, and a chub at both ends of the ridge is carved with a kiss. Although it looks simple, the dangerous cliff is towering and independent of the world, and it reveals a bit of elegance from the simplicity.

In addition to this pavilion, there is also a dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain. The red walls and green tiles are mottled in their eyes. The double eaves and braces all look like they are rotten. The small mountain gate creaked with the wind. No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like a place where gods stop.

Zuo Yuxi was obviously disappointed and said, "It's this?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Lu Chunyang is not that particular about playing in the world. If you break it, just break it. We are visiting people, not visiting them."

He pushed open the mountain gate with both hands. There was a small courtyard inside. There was a hall opposite the mountain gate. It was actually relatively speaking. Compared to Wudang Mountain, there may not be even a toilet. There are four or five houses next to it. Wen Liang raised his foot and walked over the threshold. He didn't even pay attention. He stepped on his left foot first and asked loudly, "Is Master Li here?"

A sound that sounded far away but seemed to be close to my ears came from the hall. There was an unspeakable clear spirit in the old age, "I am not longing forever, two good people are invited to enter the hall. I have been waiting for a long time."

Zuo Yuxi whispered: "It's mysterious, how can he know we're back?"

Wen Liang shook his hand slightly at her, walked into the hall, and replied, "Thank you, Master!"

The door in the hall was empty and Wen Liang opened as soon as he touched it. The statue of Lu Zu Shen was still sitting high in the altar. A sloppy Taoist sat on the cushion. The black Taoist scarf was scattered and knotted, and the wide sleeves and wide robe was covered with oil. He ignored Taoist etiquette at all. His eyes were bulging, his pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and his long beard under his jaw was sparse and yellow. Where did he have a little aura of immortality?

Zuo Yuxi sighed in his heart, remembering what Wen Liang said when he came. It was indeed after personal experience that there was no such magic in the world. However, Wen Liang had no time to sigh at this time. His eyes had already moved from the sloppy Taoist to the side. Fan Mingzhu with beautiful appearance, Dou Xiao with short hair, and Luo Shangyang who you always ignore, were standing on the other side of the empty hall, looking at this side.

People on both sides were stunned at the same time!

Luo Shangyang naturally recognized Zuo Yuxi, while Dou Xiao was captured by her Rongguang. He thought Fan Mingzhu was one of the rare beauty in the world, but compared with the woman in front of him, he was more than inferior. Not only was his appearance, but his temperament and expression were not only a thousand miles away. One rain hit the banana leaves, and he had experienced all kinds of vicissitudes, and his whole body was already dirty. Another flower bloomed in the wind and bloomed in the wind, and the ice and snow could not hide its clarity. The high and low were judged! So the two were dazed, and Fan Mingzhu saw Wen Liang, and there was only such a person in her eyes!

The despair in the dandelion that night and the ruthlessness of the boy opposite each other once again filled my mind, as if thousands of evil spirits were shouting at the same time, and a look of pain appeared on her face!

Some people no longer care about those past events, but some people will never forget them for the rest of their lives!

"Extreme life blessing!"

The sloppy Taoist promoted the title of honor again, Fan Mingzhu felt her body lightening, and woke up from the endless memories, her eyes shot out indelible hatred, pointing at Wen Liang and said viciously: "You, you, you!"

Three crying blood was like a curse, Wen Liang's expression remained unchanged. He was determined and stared at Fan Mingzhu lightly, with a slight corner of his lips moving, and said, "She is Fan Mingzhu!"

When Zuo Yuxi saw Luo Shangyang, she had already guessed the identity of the woman. She had already learned all the original layout from Wen Liang. It can be said that it was precisely to avenge her that Wen Liang killed Fan Heng'an step by step.

Fan Mingzhu had experienced Wen Liang's verbal talk and knew that there was a lot of quarrels. She looked at Dou Xiao and saw him staring at the beautiful woman beside Wen Liang in a daze. She was angry. She didn't recognize Zuo Yuxi and said deliberately: "Sure enough, Wen Huaiming is not a good thing. My son knew to bring women out to play at a young age, so he pretended to be a gentleman. Bah, it really makes me disgusted!"

Dou Xiao had no idea about Fan Mingzhu and Wen Liang's holiday, but when he heard that Zuo Yuxi was Wen Liang's woman, he immediately jealousy destroyed reason. If he had something like reason.

"Sister Mingzhu, does this kid have a grudge against you? md, he is unlucky when he meets him. Let's see the labor and capital clean up him and give you anger!"

As he said that, he took out the handcuffs from behind his waist and walked towards Wen Liang with great might. It is worth mentioning that his eyes still did not leave Zuo Yuxi during this process.

Wen Liang shook his head, and Zuo Yuxi really made it clear that Dou Xiao was as vulgar as a pig, and it was such an excellent tool to call him. Although he was not afraid of Dou Xiao, he was really disrespectful to take action in the Taoist temple.

He does not believe in Buddhism or Buddhism, but since he is reborn, he will always have invisible awe of these mysterious religions and chuckled: "Director Zuo, it's your turn to do it."
Chapter completed!