This bamboo forest seems to be unaffected by the cold winter and always remains dark green. Whenever the mountain wind blows, groups of bamboo leaves rub against each other, making a "rustling" sound.

Bamboo grows very fast. Even in recent years, Fang Chang has to cut off a lot of bamboo from here every now and then, and this bamboo forest has not been significantly reduced or sparse.

When I have all walked here, I naturally have to go in and see my old friends.

Fang Chang's feet turned slightly, then deviated a little from the direction and walked towards the bamboo forest.

The bamboo spirit inside seemed to have a special experience. Anyway, Fang Chang only saw the other party a few times when he first came to Yunzhongshan, and then disappeared completely until not long ago. When he returned to the bamboo spirit inside the bamboo forest, he had no idea what his experience had become calm and quiet.

In recent days, when Fang Chang walked into the bamboo forest with an iron axe, patted around and looked for a few suitable bamboos. When he cut back to the cliff, he would always see the bamboo essence that was still moving in the depths of the bamboo forest. So Fang Chang was also very polite and would say hello every time.

Not long ago, with two strong winds howling, the bamboo spirit suddenly became talkative, but still didn't like to talk.

Walking into the bamboo forest, Fang Chang looked around a few bamboos, thinking that when he was back, he chose a few and cut them back to the cliff. He took a few steps to the front of the bamboo spirit. Fang Chang looked at the bamboo spirit, which was taller than other ordinary bamboos and said:

"Hello Brother Zhu, I'm about to go down the mountain when I happened to pass by here, so I came over to take a look. I'm leaving."

After saying it without any brainstorm, Fang Chang turned around and wanted to leave. After all, he just walked into the bamboo forest as he wanted. According to his experience every time he came here, he would not get any response, and Fang Chang didn't care about this matter at all.

As a result, this time, the bamboo spirit spoke.

"Good luck." Zhu Jing said in the voice of the urn.

"Haha, thank you." Fang Chang waved his hand and continued to walk outside the bamboo forest. Behind him, the bamboo spirit regained his cold appearance, silently standing upright against the wind and sunshine with a taller body than other bamboos.

Continue to go east from here and pass by the temple of the mountain god Zhangchun.

For a long time, it was the god of Zhangshan who came to visit me on the cliff and asked me to play chess, but I haven't come to the door for too long, and maybe I'm a little rude.

Since I have passed by today, why not go and have a look again.

Fangchang bypassed the stones and pine trees and climbed up leisurely and quickly from the ravine. The small temple of the god of Zhangshan has long changed. Due to its increasing reputation, it has attracted a lot of incense. Many people have also paid money to renovate and expand the temple for the god of Zhangshan.

So the small temple, which was half a person tall, has now become a small house with more than ten steps wide, with a door and a yard. The original mountain temple has become like a shrine and is wrapped in the main hall. The name of the gods above is also re-described by educated people, and wood-plastics are added.

The only thing missing here is a temple blessing.

The popularity here is comparable to the size of the Johor Bahru Temple. Due to the rumors that "you have to come to the mountain temple to worship by walking the official road", the spread is getting wider and wider, and there have always been many pedestrians passing by the official road at the foot of the mountain, so there are endless incense here.

In addition to praying for peace in travel, there are also people who seek wealth, children, marriage, and questions... According to Fang Chang's understanding, the mountain god Zhang Chun definitely does not have such a broad business scope, so he cannot meet so many requirements of the pilgrims, but the rumors of Zhang Shan god's effectiveness are getting more and more popular, and I don't know what the principle is.

He used his magic power to his fingertips and gently knocked on the door of Zhangshan God Cave. Fang Chang walked in directly.

This is not the first time he has come in, and Fang Chang and Zhang Shan Shen are very good. In addition, Zhang Shan Shen lives here alone, so it is normal for him to walk in.

Since the incense of Zhangshan God soared, Zhang Chun even had a lot of transformations in his own living conditions. At least in Fang Chang's opinion, the cave of Zhangshan God is much wider and brighter than what he saw before. The various utensils inside are far from what Zhangshan God looked like when he was embarrassed before.

Then Fang Chang looked at the main hall, where there were a few more people than expected.

"Mr. Fang!"

A familiar and friendly voice sounded, but it turned out that it was the little fox Hu Yun, who was bringing his wife and children to visit the family. Since his grandfather passed away, Hu Yun, the only relative of the family, so he often came here to visit the mountain god Zhang Chun. After having his wife and children, he ran hard.

"Well, how long have you been back and how long have you been going to stay? God of Shanzhang misses you." Fang Chang said to Hu Yun.

"I just arrived here, and this time we came back, preparing to stay in the mountains for more days." Hu Yun glanced at his wife and children, and said to the other party, "The things outside are complicated and it makes people very tired. I thought that the scenery in Yunzhong Mountain is beautiful and leisurely, so I came here to take a look."

"That's good." Fang Chang smiled, "If there is no place to stay here, you can go to Yunzhong Mountain to pay attention. Anyway, there is no one to use the guest rooms in my nameless hall, so the accommodation conditions there will be much better."

Hu Yun did not refuse Fang Chang's statement, but responded generously: "Thank you, Mr. Fang. If we don't have a good time here, I'll go to your place."

After chatting for a while, Fang Chang pulled off the silver hairpin from his head and gave it to Hu Yun's child. It was obvious that the little guy liked the silver hairpin very much, so he grabbed it and tried hard not to let go.

"How can this make it happen?" Hu Yun shook his head and said.

Fang Chang took out the previous wooden hairpin from his backpack, gently tied the hair on his head, and used the wooden hairpin to fix the hair, making sure not to have any independent hair fluttering in the wind. Then he said, "Since the child likes it, that's fate, keep it, but remember not to sell the silver hairpin as silver, as it will be too much of a loss."

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From the mountain temple to the south, there is neither a town nor a palace.

After leaving Yunzhong Mountain, Fang Chang looked back, looked at the steep mountains hidden in the clouds and mist, and then looked forward. There were people coming and going on the official road, and there were several villages in the distance, scattered on the wilderness.

Most of the crops in the fields have been harvested, but some officials are taking some people to surround the field and are tinkering with something there. From the mountain temple to the south, there is neither a town nor a city.

After leaving Yunzhong Mountain, Fang Chang looked back, looked at the steep mountains hidden in the clouds and mist, and then looked forward. There were people coming and going on the official road, and there were several villages in the distance, scattered on the wilderness.

Most of the crops in the fields have been harvested, but some officials are taking some people to surround the field and are fiddling with something there.
Chapter completed!