Dong Wenfeng and others came to the bottom of the mountain at more than nine o'clock. Murong only stepped on the last step near eleven o'clock.

Originally, Murong's physical strength was not very good. Coupled with the gradual rise of temperature, Murong was already very weak.

After Murong boarded, his legs didn't stand firm and fell out.

This is Suzuki mountain. Roll down the steps here. Even if there are large steps at every other height in the middle of the stairs.

But it must be scarred all the way down.

Fortunately, Dong Wenfeng was quick and grabbed Murong.

"Let's go to the shop in front and have a rest," said Dong Wenfeng.

"Yes." Murong nodded a little blankly.

That just scared her.

In fact, not only Murong, but everyone who climbed to the top looked like a collapse.

On the contrary, Dong Wenfeng and Xiaomeng with a calm face became the most abnormal people.

After helping Murong into the shop, Dong Wenfeng found that the shop was quite large.

And some cooked food is sold. It's more like a small canteen.

But the price here is generally more than ten times that of the outside. Even if the terrain here is high, it can't be so expensive. After all, there is a sightseeing cable car nearby to get on and off.

"Would you like something to eat?" Dong Wenfeng asked.

They climbed up from the morning and are almost close to the meal point now.

"I can't eat. I'm too tired. Give me a bottle of water." Murong sat in a chair, shook his head and said.

"Well, what about you, Xiaomeng?" Dong Wenfeng turned and asked.

"Me too."

Dong Wenfeng had to go there and buy three bottles of mineral water.

It's only about six yuan outside. Dong Wenfeng spent 75 yuan here. The profiteer seems to have never seen money.

However, Dong Wenfeng can't run down to buy it now. It seems that the tourists around bring their own kettle, which is much more experienced than Dong Wenfeng.

When Dong Wenfeng returned to Murong's seat, he found a young man in formal clothes standing next to Murong.

The man must not have climbed up seriously, otherwise his shirt would have been wet through.

The young man chattered a lot next to Murong, but Murong was a little tired and didn't listen to a word at all.

"What's going on?" Dong Wenfeng asked.

"He said he would treat us to dinner and give him face. I'm so bored." Xiaomeng said with a flat mouth.

Dong Wenfeng frowned at the man, but the man responded with a smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm Hou Shuguang from Xiangjiang Rongting capital. I'm here to discuss the acquisition of Suzuki mountain temple." the young man stretched out his hand to Dong Wenfeng.

As the saying goes, it's hard to deal with a person who doesn't smile.

"What can I do for you?" Dong Wenfeng also held out his hand and said politely.

"I just passed by and found two fairies here, so I was happy to socialize and sent out an invitation for lunch." Hou Shuguang said with a smile.

However, he kept trying hard to give Dong Wenfeng a blow.

Dong Wenfeng shook his head. He really overestimated himself. And the surface of a set, behind a set, this kind of person is the most disgusting.

Dong Wenfeng made a little effort, Hou Shuguang let out a cry and jumped up in situ.

"Why, Mr. Hou, is the floor so hot?" Dong Wenfeng asked suspiciously.

"It's all right. I'll get down to business."

Hou Shuguang knew that the man in front of him was the ghost. Anyway, he would stay in Hechuan for some time.

The woman he likes has never missed.

Before leaving, Hou Shuguang took a sneak look at Murong.

"Hum, I'm still eating. What are you smelly men thinking? Don't I know?" Murong also recovered a little at this time.

"Don't open a map gun. I'm a gentleman." Dong Wenfeng was unhappy.

"Just you?" Murong snorted coldly, with a face of disbelief.

"Alas, originally this bottle of water was for you. Now if you want to come, you might as well go back and save dozens of yuan." Dong Wenfeng said with a pity on his face.

"No, you are a gentleman, OK." Murong rolled his eyes and said.

"Well, I know you're thinking from the bottom of your heart. Take it."

Dong Wenfeng handed Murong a bottle of mineral water with a smile.

Murong angrily opened the bottle cap, completely without the appearance of being just delicate.

"Is Suzuki mountain so famous? Businessmen from Lianxiang river came to buy it." Dong Wenfeng was puzzled.

"It's not Suzuki mountain, but the temple in front of it." Murong pointed to the temple not far in front.

Also, if this small business is spread out here, the annual turnover is not low. If we rely on the reputation of Suzuki mountain to carry out large-scale commercialization, the profit is certainly not low.

But in this way, Suzuki mountain is easy to lose that sense of mystery, full of a copper smell.

After a rest, Murong got up slowly and prepared to enter the mysterious temple.

This small shop is more like an outsourcing industry, which has nothing to do with the temple on the side.

The temple has a small independent door. After entering, Dong Wenfeng found that jade carvings are filled next to the entrance passage.

"The temple is rich and powerful. How much is it for so many jade carvings?" Dong Wenfeng exclaimed.

"This is not a temple. These are all the ones who wish to return. They make a jade carving according to their own economic strength and return it," Murong explained.

After hearing Murong's explanation, Dong Wenfeng was even more surprised.

The price of a jade carving is not cheap. It is not a simple thing to make the wishing person willing to return to repay his wish.

"Isn't this temple afraid of being robbed?" another question floated in Dong Wenfeng's heart.

If you steal some of them and sell them, you'll get rich.

"It depends on whether you dare." Murong said with a smile.

"What do you say?" Dong Wenfeng raised his eyebrows.

"Many people have the same idea as you, Mr. righteous man. But in the end, they turned themselves in and disappeared in Hechuan City." Murong didn't forget to tease the righteous man.

"Is there such a thing?" Dong Wenfeng was surprised.

He turned himself in and disappeared in Hechuan City.

No wonder so many people in Suzuki mountain believe that this alone is too metaphysical.

Now, Dong Wenfeng can't help looking up at the temple. There is something in it. It's not a false name.

"Now you know you're afraid."

"I'm honest and have nothing to be afraid of. We'll come back and repay our wish at that time," Dong Wenfeng said.

"That's the best," Murong said longingly.

Murong is here to wish Dong Wenfeng a stable future. If he can come to repay his wish in the future, it at least shows that everything is going well.