My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Zhuge Baiyun certainly knew Lu Qingyu's character, and he walked into the house with a few people laughing.

Yang Feng had been here before.

The furnishings in the house are simple.

Wooden house.

The dining hall has a tea room next to it for making tea.

Other than that, it's just one room and a kitchen.

The kitchen uses a wood-burning stove.

In fact, outside, let alone in the city.

Even in newly built houses in rural areas today, wood stoves are extremely rare.

But Yang Feng misses this very much.

Food cooked on a wood stove always has a special wood aroma.

Zhuge Baiyun casually made some food and then brought everything out.

At the dinner table.

While eating, Yang Feng looked around and asked curiously: "By the way, are you the only one living in your house now?"

He suddenly realized that Zhuge Baiyun seemed to have never mentioned his family.

Zhuge Baiyun's expression changed slightly, and he said, "My family members are all dead."

"what?"

"Not long after I was born, my parents participated in a mission. During one operation, they seemed to have fought with outsiders and died at that time."

Zhuge Baiyun's tone was a little depressed.

Yang Feng was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I don't know this..."

"It's okay. It's been a long time since then. Besides, everyone in the hidden family is basically the same, so I don't feel anything."

Zhuge Baiyun acted very relaxed.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said, "But now, you are considered a leader among the younger generation. Perhaps the family will still be proud of you in the future."

"Well, I am now mainly registered under the name of my second uncle, but I usually practice on my own, and the house here was built by myself, so I rarely go back."

Zhuge Baiyun spoke roughly, and said, "By the way, I have received guidance from Senior Guangmo before, and he also suggested that I practice to purify my mind and reduce desires."

"I see."

Yang Feng nodded.

Lu Qingyu was eating rice beside him and said, "Yang Feng, you must not know that our teacher when we were young was Grandpa Guangmo."

"You can see that he is very talented."

Yang Feng smiled.

Zhuge Baiyun shook his head at this time and said, "Actually, it's not just this reason. I guess it may be related to the cause of my parents' death."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just guessing. Never mind. Let's not talk about this anymore."

Zhuge Baiyun waved his hand and said, "Speaking of which, since you cured Senior Guangmo, you can actually be considered a great contributor to the Zhuge family, just like Senior Qingtian did back then."

"I am far from him. There are many things about Senior Qingtian that I still don't understand."

“Well, in the Zhuge family, in addition to the totems such as Wu Hou, many people actually admire Senior Qingtian very much.”

Zhuge Baiyun smiled and said, "Otherwise, the statue of Senior Qingtian in the Wuhou Temple wouldn't be so popular."

"Yes, it is already difficult for ordinary people to leave a name in history books, let alone someone like Senior Qingtian."

Yang Feng sighed.

Zhuge Baiyun looked at Yang Feng and said, "But I heard that Senior Qingtian seemed to have really given you all the inheritance. Is that true?"

"I guess so, but unfortunately I don't have much talent."

"Your modesty is like a slap in my face."

Zhuge Baiyun rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it. You and Murong are both monsters. I really don't know how you practice. I'd better just live my life as an ordinary person."

She was too lazy to care about these things.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "Then I just remembered something and wanted to ask you, do you know how many people usually go to worship the statue of Senior Qingtian?"

"There are no statistics on this, but a considerable number of ancient warriors are willing to go there, especially those who are stronger. They are more likely to go there."

Zhuge Baiyun said this and looked at Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu seemed to have realized what was happening and said, "Oh, yes, I remember now. My uncle also used to go to pay respect to Senior Qingtian."

"I see."

Yang Feng was thoughtful.

Zhuge Baiyun didn't know why Yang Feng suddenly asked this. He just looked at the empty plate and said, "Are you two full? Do you want some more?"

"Let's wait until next time. We still have to hurry to the Wuhou Temple."

"Okay then. If you come back and pass by, I guess I'll still be home. I can just prepare dinner for you."

Zhuge Baiyun smiled.

Yang Feng and the other person stood up and said goodbye at this time. After walking out of the house, they prepared to jump to the bottom of the cliff.

"No jumping around, walk!"

Zhuge Baiyun stopped the two people in annoyance.

After all, we have a family. These two guys don't follow the right path and always want to jump off the cliff. It always makes people speechless.

Yang Feng laughed and said, "That's right, it's better to take the right path."

He chose the long road next to it.

In fact, Yang Feng remembered that when Zhao Zhuwei was at home, she also jumped directly from the building.

Jumping up and down like a monkey does not seem very elegant.

After the two left here, they also headed towards the Wuhou Temple.

Next to the Wuhou Temple.

What’s different from the last time is that this time a huge sculpture was erected, which is a sculpture of Zhuge Wuhou.

This sculpture is made by grinding special stones into powder and then piling them up bit by bit.

This huge sculpture is about twenty meters high.

The huge body standing up made the shadow of the sun stretch to dozens of meters away.

Yang Feng looked at the sculpture and asked curiously, "I don't think I saw it when I came here last time?"

"This has always been there, but it was just a coincidence that you came last time because the sculpture had just been replaced with a new one."

"Is this a new one?"

"Yeah, the last sculpture was left behind a long, long time ago. After hundreds of years of being exposed to wind and rain, it is said that most of it has been damaged, so it was moved to another place."

"I see."

Yang Feng was thoughtful.

Lu Qingyu looked at Yang Feng strangely and asked, "Why are you interested in this?"

"I am now interested in all these things that are worshipped."

"So should we go in and worship now?"

"Well, let's worship Zhuge Wuhou first."

When Yang Feng mentioned Wu Hou, his expression was full of respect.

A famous minister throughout history, even though he now faces some eye-catching criticisms, Yang Feng still respects him.

The two walked into the Wuhou Temple of the Zhuge family.

After many people paid tribute to Wu Hou in the hall, they also looked around.

After walking around here for a while.

Yang Feng saw the statue of Qingtian in the side hall next to him.

Compared with other exquisite statues nearby that are receiving offerings, it looks a bit rough and full of traces of time.

But even this somewhat rough statue of Qingtian still attracted a lot of worship.

It can be seen that the incense ash on the incense burner in front of the statue has now piled up into a small hill.