Gongzi Qingqian and his group rested under the tree for a while, and then they continued to move towards the peak of Yingshan.

Yingshan is not very high, and the mountain road is not steep, but the scenery is beautiful.

The mountains are beautiful, the springs are gurgling, and wild flowers are everywhere, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Brother! There is a temple over there. Let's go and take a rest!" Ai Zishen stood on the side of the road and looked at the sweat on Gongzi Qingqian's forehead.

"Okay!" Young Master Qingqian took out a towel and wiped his sweat.

"Luckily the old man didn't know about this! Otherwise, he would have been nagging for a long time?" Ai Zishen suddenly thought of Guo Zizheng, an old doctor in the Imperial Hospital.

"Old Doctor Guo is very skilled in medical skills and is a straightforward person! Even my emperor brother respects him three points, but you call him old man, you really have you!" Murong Xue looked unhappy.

"He also wanted to burn the Imperial Hospital of Old Doctor Guo?" Gongzi Qingqian walked closer.

"Did you agree to anger me!" Ai Zishen pointed at Murong Xue and said angrily.

"I want to tell you to learn to respect others!" Murong Xue ignored Ai Zishen and went straight into the temple.

"Respect?" A confused expression appeared on Ai Zishen's face.

"Okay! They are all brothers, there is no other meaning!" Young Master Qingqian patted Ai Zishen on the shoulder and entered the temple.

"Young Master Ai! Please!" Liu Tao stood beside Ai Zishen and said.

"It's still your appetite for me!" Ai Zishen hugged Liu Tao's shoulder and entered the temple together.

The temple was not big, with only two monks. When they saw the pilgrims coming, they greeted each other enthusiastically.

Qin Ling gave the money for incense and oil, and then she worshipped the Buddha devoutly. Gongzi Qingqian asked about the situation in the mountains.

The host told Gongzi Qingqian that although the mountain is not high, it stretches for thousands of miles and no one has reached the end.

"We just walked around in front of us and went back in two days!" Murong Xue looked at the birds in the sky.

"Why aren't there many people coming to the mountains?" Gongzi Qingqian felt that the host had not said enough.

"Amitabha! Some strange things happened a few years ago, so there were fewer tourists coming to visit." The host clasped his hands together and muttered something.

"What happened?" Ai Zishen walked to the host and asked.

"It's just that the fire broke out in the temple, and all the pilgrims living inside were burned to death! Even the monks in the temple were killed at the same time!" Murong Xue lowered her head and kicked a raised stone with her feet.

"Amitabha! I won't mention the past!" The host showed a sad and painful expression.

"Why are you alive?" Ai Zishen grabbed the host's arm and asked.

"Donor! We returned to the temple three years ago! This temple was built by the silver money we received when we were traveling around." The young monk behind the presidency said.

Ai Zishen was relieved after hearing this. The host sighed and walked away.

"Have the government found out what happened?" Gongzi Qingqian asked Murong Xue with a frown.

"It's all burned into scorched earth, and nothing is left behind! The government did not find any evidence, and it was finally a secret case!" Murong Xue turned her head and looked at the Buddha statue in the temple, and then said, "Let's go!"

After hearing this painful past, everyone felt depressed. No one wanted to stay in the temple for a long time.

Everyone left the temple and continued to walk northwest. The scenery along the way was picturesque, but Gongzi Qingqian and others were unable to get interested.

"Young Master! There is a family over there, let's live there tonight!" Liu Tao pointed at the smoke from the distance.

Young Master Qingqian looked up and saw that it was getting late, then nodded. Everyone walked towards the family not far away.

"Is anyone?" Murong Xue walked outside the fence and shouted.

"Come in!" an old woman stood at the door of the house and looked at this side.

Everyone pushed open the fence and walked into the yard. The young master Qingqian looked at it and saw that the old woman was blind.

"Aunt! We are here to have fun. It's getting late. I want to stay overnight tonight, but I don't know if it's inconvenient?" Young Master Qingqian said.

"If you don't have a simple and idle house, just live there!" The old woman was very kind.

"Your eyes..." Murong Xue could not see the old woman's eyes at this time.

"Hi! The whole family is gone! Only the old man and I are left! I always think of them in my heart, so we live here. Tears are dry and our eyes can't be seen!" The old woman said and wiped her eyes.

Qin Ling also shed tears with her. Everyone felt so sad.

"The fire is really nothing left?" Young Master Qingqian frowned and looked at the old woman.

"Everything is burned!" The old woman groped and sat on the bamboo chair in front of the door.

"Where is the bone?" Young Master Qingqian squatted beside the old man and asked.

"No! The fire burned for three days and three nights, and everything went to nothing!" The old woman's eyes stared at the direction of the temple. Her empty eyes made people feel uneasy.

"Can your family wear gold and silver jewelry?" Gongzi Qingqian began to ask.

"Yes! My wife is wearing a gold bracelet on her left wrist and her grandson is wearing a gold lock around her neck." The old woman murmured.

"Have you found it when you came?" Gongzi Qingqian continued to ask.

"No! There is nothing!" The old woman lowered her head sadly.

"Brother! Stop asking! There will be no result." Murong Xue was so sad that she was ashamed. She looked strong on the outside but had a soft heart in her bones.

"This is definitely not an accidental fire!" Young Master Qingqian stood up and said.

"So what? After many years, the past has become smoke!" Ai Zishen said that, and walked towards an idle house.

The room was very clean, with only two beds. Ai Zishen lay on the bed and looked at the roof.

"Old woman! Look at what I brought back to you?" An old man with half-haired hair walked into the yard with meat and a bunch of red pepper.

"Old man! Someone is coming from home! They are going to live in our house for one night." The old woman stood up tremblingly.

"It's rare that someone has come to you for the first time in so many years! I'll cook for you!" The old man was a hospitable man.

"Old man! I'll help you!" Liu Tao followed the old man into his kitchen.

"Young man! You are not from here!" The old man put down the meat and red pepper in his hand and went to the water tank to scoop water and wash his hands.

"We are here to visit friends in Dayuan!" Liu Tao casually said a reason.

"The mountains and water are good here, but this person's heart is separated by a layer of belly!" The old man began to make a fire.

Liu Tao brought Chaihe and helped the old man look at the stove. The flames turned red in Liu Tao's face.

"Young man! If my grandson is alive, he will be as old as you!" The old man added water to the pot.

"There are only you two elders here. I think it is more convenient to live in the city." Liu Tao said to the gray-haired old man.

"Who said no? But our original neighbors were alienated for some reason. The child could not stand this series of blows and refused to go down the mountain no matter what."

"Why do they live in the temple?" Liu Tao felt that this was a bit strange.
Chapter completed!