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He walked directly into the dark night sky alone.

There are some taxis in front of the station, and some motorcycle masters.

He asked Xia Chen if he wanted to give him a ride.

Xia Chen refused, because he felt that none of them would go where he was going. It wasn't that they were unwilling to do business, but he felt that they would not be willing to do this business.

Xia Chen walked across the street and the road.

A person with a bag on his back is like a wanderer who has left his hometown, a wanderer.

I am used to the bustling nightlife and busy streets of Naoe City no matter it is day or night.

Looking at the calm and tranquility of this city, it seems to be a different experience.

It's very cold at night in this season, but there are no shortage of night snack stalls belonging to them in any city.

The smell on the roadside, and the crowd of people drinking and chatting and bragging still exist.

Xia Chen was just carrying a backpack, calm and indifferent, passing by their world.

Just like the lives of countless people he passed by.

Leave no name, no more traces.

Xia Chen walked across the road and came to the side of an abandoned railway track.

The roadside here is full of wild flowers and weeds.

The railroad tracks, which have been dilapidated and deserted for a long time, can be seen everywhere with rust spots and broken places.

How long will this track accompany people?How many years have you seen the changes in this city?

Maybe it remembers it all, but no one in this city remembers it anymore.

I thought about it, but I was just thinking about when it can be demolished and when a long and wide street can be built to bring more development and changes to the city.

Time is so cruel and ruthless, not only for people, but also for other things.

Xia Chen stepped over the abandoned railway tracks and walked to the other side, where there seemed to be bottomless darkness and deep mountains.

After passing two railroad tracks, a yellow weed appeared in front of Xia Chen, almost as tall as a person.

In this season, it has turned into a withered yellow color, swaying under the night wind.

The weeds, like wheat waves, swayed from side to side, as if welcoming the arrival of Xia Chen, a stranger.

To be honest, on such a night, beside the deserted railway tracks, such a scene is still a bit scary.

It's just that Xia Chen doesn't have such fear, but can get some beautiful feelings from such a scene.

Xia Chen brushed aside the weeds and strode in.

His feet were on weeds and dirt.

The rustling sound is like walking on a wheat field.

It's pretty dry here, not too wet, and it feels good to walk through, at least the dirt doesn't sink your feet deep.

In this way, Xia Chen peeled off the weeds and walked through the dirt.

A small slope like a cliff appeared in front of my eyes.

This slope is about 20 meters high.

Looking down, you can see winding and criss-crossing paths.Not far away, you can also see some small yards and houses located in it.

In fact, there are not many. At a glance, there are not even ten houses.

This is an extremely inconvenient place to live, and everything depends on oneself, not many people like to live here, and they will want to go out if they have a chance.

As for where the people who stay here will go and how they will disappear from this world, no one knows, and maybe no one cares at all.

Xia Chen stood on the edge of the cliff, the wild grass behind him was flying with the wind.

Summer morning's coat floats under the winter wind.

Then jump down.

Without any buffer, Xia Chen fell directly to the ground, and the dirt and dust under his feet flew up.

Xia Chen walked calmly through these winding, complicated and difficult trails.

Then went to a dense forest.

This city is indeed underdeveloped, there are too many places that have no traces of development at all, it is almost like ancient times, but there are still obvious ruts on this slightly wider avenue

Why is there a car driving from the road on the other side to the dense forest leading to the high place?

In fact, the reason is very simple.

This place is called Shenshan City.

And this side is actually within the scope of the real mountain. Originally, this place was called Shenshan City, because there is a mountain here called Shenshan, and the real scope of Shenshan is in this area

area.

However, due to the passage of time and the government's views on the development route and area, this area has been forgotten instead.

And the place where this route leads is on the mountain of this sacred mountain, there is a place called the sacred mountain temple.

In fact, it is not seen literally, it seems to be a huge temple with tens of thousands of mansions, which shelters the poor and happy people in the world.

In fact, it is just a small courtyard, a gate, a dry well, and a few rooms.

There won't be too many people inside.

If Xia Chen remembered correctly, there was a young novice monk and an old monk with a white beard.

The incense here is actually not very prosperous, basically except for the people from the bottom of the mountain who will come to pay respects, only some old people outside know and remember this place.

Xia Chen walked through the mountain road, all the way up.

Surrounded by dense forests, you can see some traces of life, dry firewood cut on one side, and the courtyard of Shenshan Temple. In fact, it is not like those temples. It is light and faint, only the ancient Buddha with blue lights.

There are even clothes to dry in the yard.

Xia Chen walked over.

The courtyard door was open, as always.

Entering the yard, at this time, they are already resting without candles and lights.

Xia Chen thought for a while, and entered an empty firewood room, where there were still some firewood and some firewood cutting tools.

Xia Chen put the backpack there casually.

Then go out again with the hatchet.

Wait until dawn.

A pile of firewood had already been piled up in the yard, and even smoke was rising from the kitchen.

When a bouncing little novice monk in cotton clothes came out of the room, he saw all this by accident.

"Hey... Where did you get the firewood? Why are there still fireworks in the kitchen? Master got up so early..."

The little novice walked over bouncingly, just in time to see Xia Chen coming out with a bowl of noodles.

The little novice was taken aback.

"Who are you! Why are you eating noodles here!"

Xia Chen looked at the little monk.

"Do you want to eat first?"

The little novice stared at Xia Chen with wide eyes.

"No....Who are you! Why did you come to the kitchen of our temple to make noodles without saying a word, you... Hiss, it smells so good, let me try it..."

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8-Pian An Ning (Monthly ticket plus 9!)

The little novice is actually only about seven or eight years old.

Xia Chen looked at the little novice sitting on the steps next to him, eating the bowl of noodles, and smiled peacefully.

The little monk hadn't finished eating the noodles, so he naturally ignored Xia Chen, and didn't want to find out Xia Chen's purpose.

At this time, the door of another room opened.

It was an old man wrapped in a green army coat who came out.

He seemed to be in good spirits, and his steps were considered smooth.

- When I came over, I saw two children who looked like beggars.

One is Xia Chen, and the other is his apprentice.

The old man came over, looked at his apprentice and said.

"Hey, Ping An, what did the master tell you, how can you eat noodles in front of the benefactor when you meet him? Don't you know what to do?"

The child raised his head, glanced at Xia Chen, then sucked the noodles in, and said without even wiping off the oil stains around his mouth.

"Hello, almsgiver. If you want to worship Buddha, you can go to the main hall. Although our Buddha statue is a little bit broken, it is still alive. Just give me the incense money. After all, what you want to pray to Buddha is a heart."

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"Snapped!"

The old man stepped forward and slapped the child on the head, cursing loudly.

"What incense money? I have told you many times. There are not many donors in our temple. If you keep your mouth shut, it is incense money. You have to be more advanced. Do you understand if you are more advanced?"

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The little monk held his head and looked at the old man pitifully.

"Master... If you want to beat me, can you let me finish eating the noodles? The Buddha will be angry if I waste it."

"Hey, you haven't learned anything else, who did you learn these glib things from? Hey, don't run away, where are you going? You...you came back and cleaned the dishes for me!! Really... want I don't know if I go

Leave a mouthful for Master. "

The old man walked over and said slowly to Xia Chen.

"This benefactor is so early... Hey, benefactor, have I seen you somewhere?"

The old man took a careful look at Xia Chen and said strangely.

The look in the eyes and the understatement in the mouth are actually not on the same level.

Xia Chen looked at each other with a smile.

"Haven't you recognized it yet? Chen Tulu, how long have you forgotten me?"

The bald old man stared at Xia Chen in front of him with wide eyes, and he no longer had the pretentious demeanor he had before.But a look of astonishment.

"Xia...Xia Chen? Why are you still like this!"

The old man squatted in front of Xia Chen in surprise, looking at his face.

There is no slight discrepancy with what I remember.

And at that time, I didn't have so many white beards, and I didn't have that little monk.

Xia Chen greeted the old man to sit down with a smile, and said slowly.

"Did you believe what I said before?"

It took a long time for the old man to recover, watching Xia Chen sigh.