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If you want to rank the things you regret most today, Jian Cong feels that you have to run out of your mind and climb the mountain to rank first.

The winter in Huashi is not particularly cold. When you go shopping in the city center, most of them wear short skirts and show their ankles, and none of them show any face to the winter.

Jian Cong is also one of them.

Lu Yanxue wore a fleece hiking suit and hiking shoes, and carried a hiking bag, while Jian Cong wore an ordinary down jacket and low-top canvas shoes.

Before going up the mountain, Lu Yanxue said to him: "You wear too little, the temperature on the mountain is very low, how about another day?"

Jian Cong roughly estimated that the temperature in the city is now 12 degrees Celsius. The mountain they climbed was less than 400 meters, and the temperature at the top of the mountain was probably between 8 and 10 degrees, which is still manageable.

Besides, although Jian Cong had no plans or plans, he would go through the things he promised even if he went up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire.

But he never expected that the mountain, which can usually run back and forth in a few 10 minutes, they walked for nearly 30 minutes and did not reach the middle of the mountain.

Because he estimated the temperature in the mountains but ignored the humidity conditions in the mountains.The mountains are covered by trees, the sun is difficult to penetrate, the air is humid, and the temperature is much lower than estimated.That's all, but they had just passed the foot of the mountain, and the stairs that went up were covered with frost.

Lu Yanxue's hiking shoes have a lot of friction, making it easier to get up, while Jian Cong uses both hands and feet to "climb" the mountain all the way, without any image at all.But the road he chose had to be walked on his knees, Jian Cong smashed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach.

Further up the stairs, there is more than frost, from fine crystals to large blocks of ice.Both of them could only try their best to go around the stairs and take the slightly rough concrete ramp.

After slipping down again for two or three meters and kneeling on one foot, Jian Cong finally sat on the ground and scolded his mother.

"What a pit in our minds! Come to climb the mountain in winter."

Lu Yanxue walked back a few steps and reached out to him, "Get up, the temperature on the ground is low."

"I'm already a useless person, I can't get up."

Jian Cong went up the mountain for a few minutes, hungry and cold like walking on thin ice, and went through vicissitudes.

Lu Yanxue had no choice but to take off the gloves and hand them to him, "Use this as a cushion."

Jian Cong took the gloves and was still complaining: "I'm cold and hungry, and I came out to be tortured before I ate any food. Please next time you have a sudden whim, can you make a notice a few days in advance?"

"I still have biscuits here, do you want to eat?"

Lu Yanxue scratched his hair.

Jian Cong looked back at him in disbelief: "If I don't cry hungry, are you planning to keep hiding?"

Seeing Lu Yanxue dig out the compressed biscuits from his bag, Jian Cong's heart shuddered.

"Eat?" Lu Yanxue asked him.

Jane Congsheng turned her head resignedly: "Forget it, starve to death."

However, a few minutes later, when Lu Yanxue soaked the condensed seaweed soup in the thermos, Jian Cong was so delicious.

"Can seaweed soup be made like this?"

"Instant soup, try it."

Jian Cong took a sip and narrowed his eyes in comfort.

Lu Yanxue gave him another compressed biscuit.Jian Cong took a bite and found that it was not hard, but crispy and crispy, with a chicken flavor.

Jian Cong handed the thermos cup to Lu Yanxue.Lu Yanxue took a sip of Jian Cong's hand.

"Let's go." Lu Yanxue said: "When you arrive at Linghua Temple, you will count as a successful check-in."

Jian Cong gritted his teeth and got up from the ground again.

The mountain is a hill, but the temple is a big temple,

At this time, there are few tourists on the mountain, and the gate of the temple is still open. Inside the gate is the atrium, and there is an incense burner tripod in the middle, and incense is still burning inside the tripod.

When we got closer, we could hear the sound of chanting in the temple.

Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong entered through the door on the right and burned three sticks of incense in front of the tripod.

Jian Cong followed after finishing all these, and couldn't help asking Lu Yanxue: "What are you here for?" He could see that Lu Yanxue didn't simply come to climb a mountain.

Lu Yanxue said: "My grandma believes in Buddhism, so she sent me a safe talisman in the temple, and she can come here to change it once every six months."

Jian Cong was a little speechless: "...So you climbed the mountain for a long time in winter just to get the talisman?"

Lu Yanxue nodded with a smile, then pursed his lips and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Jian Cong asked.Lu Yanxue grabbed Jian Cong, bowed his head and clapped his hands towards the monk standing behind Jian Cong, and said, "Master Mingwu."

This person is about 30 to [-] years old, thin and tall, his appearance is not outstanding, and his aura is very gentle.

He signed to Lu Yanxue, and Lu Yanxue responded to some simple gestures.

Ming Wu shook his head first, then nodded again after hesitating.

He gestured to the back to invite him in, and Lu Yanxue and Jian Cong followed him into the room.

Jian Cong couldn't understand what riddles the two were talking about, out of respect for faith, Jian Cong kept silent until Ming Wu reached out to him.

"He wants to read your palm." Lu Yanxue translated for him.

"What are you looking at my palm for?" Jian Cong was confused.

Lu Yanxue pursed his lips and raised his chin, without saying why.

Mingwu held Jian Cong's hand while looking at it and making gestures. Some gestures could be vaguely guessed by Jian Cong, while some complicated gestures made Jian Cong dizzy.

Lu Yanxue's expression remained unchanged.

Until Mingwu let go, Jian Cong went to see Lu Yanxue.

Lu Yanxue smiled and said, "The mage said that you are a wealthy man, even if there are occasional ups and downs, you can save yourself from danger."

Ming Wu quietly looked at Lu Yanxue, with some disapproval in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, monks pay attention to fate.

He took the peace talisman from Ming Wu, but Lu Yanxue handed it to Jian Cong.

"What?"

"For you."

"give me?"

"Better than koi." Lu Yanxue smiled.

Without flinching, Jian Cong took the amulet and asked Lu Yanxue, "Do you also believe in Buddhism?"

"I believe in goodness."

"good?"

Lu Yanxue took off his coat and handed it to Jian Cong, "Give me your clothes."

The two changed their coats and continued walking down.

Lu Yanxue said as he walked, "It is good to help others, and it is also good to be persistent."

"What do you mean?" Jian Cong found out what he meant by asking all the questions today.

"A lot of suffering in the world is practice, and those who can stick to it are called good."

"What is one?" Jian Cong asked again.

"Your original intention."

Jian Cong thought about Lu Yanxue's attack, but didn't pay attention to the path under his feet, and stepped on the air.Lu Yanxue quickly grabbed him, only to be dragged and rolled down.

Lu Yanxue hugged Jian Cong all the time, and fell into a mess.

Jian Cong bumped his head on Lu Yanxue's shoulder and rolled around.

Lu Yanxue let go of Jian Cong's arm, and Jian Cong found himself lying on Lu Yanxue's body.

"Damn." Jian Cong was about to get up on the ground with hands and feet.

Lu Yanxue reached out and pushed him back.

"What are you doing?" Jian Cong struggled.

Lu Yanxue's Adam's apple rolled a little, and he smiled and said, "Look, the safety talisman given to you is protecting you."

Jian Cong heard Lu Yanxue's breath gently sweeping past his ears.

In a trance, the world seemed to be quiet.

Only the close heartbeat, thumping with the same frequency.