After an hour or two's drive, the four arrived at Beigaofeng in Hangzhou on the morning of July 17.
After paying for their tickets and preparing their equipment, the four of them came to the starting point of Beigaofeng, where they took photos next to a huge yellow rock engraved with the words "Beigaofeng".
Today's sun is still hanging steadily in the blue sky, but it is not as scorching as before.
Mo Jingchun and his group made preparations for sun protection, and after a simple packing, they climbed up towards their destination.
“Huff, huff, huff.”
After climbing for about 10 minutes, Mo Ling gradually fell from the leading position at the beginning to the back of the team.
This time she was not wearing the thick black cloak as before, but was normal for once.
She wore a pair of white shorts on the lower body and a beige short-sleeved shirt on the upper body. Her whole outfit made her look like the innocent little girl next door, attracting the frequent glances of passers-by.
"Can you do it?" Xu Fan slowed down his pace and was on the same level as Mo Ling.
"Huhu, you...are you looking down on me, the Wheel of the End of Holy Grace, the Wheel of Huhu...the Wheel Dancer Knight?"
Mo Ling's originally fair face turned red, and drops of sweat ran down her cheeks continuously.
Xu Fan shook his head, tutted, and pointed at Mo Jingchun and Jiang Li, who had already surpassed them by a large margin. "Lady Knight, I don't think we can catch up."
"nonsense!"
Mo Ling roared in dissatisfaction, attracting surprised looks from many people around him.
"Young people nowadays are really energetic. They are so passionate even when climbing a mountain," a middle-aged man in his 50s couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Mo Ling's posture.
Mo Ling took a step forward and trotted forward to catch up. Xu Fan looked at her small back as she struggled forward, smiled helplessly, and quickly stretched out his long legs to catch up.
"Let's wait for them. Mo Ling seems to be a little behind." Jiang Li noticed that two people had fallen behind, so he reached out and pulled Mo Jingchun next to him, signaling him to stop for a while.
"Yeah, that's fine. We just climbed a short time ago, so it's good to save some energy. By the way, Jiang Li, we'll be at the Temple of the God of Wealth soon. Why don't you go in and pay your respects?"
As Mo Jingchun spoke, he stopped and found a place to sit next to Jiang Li.
Mo Ling rushed up for a while, then stopped sprinting like a deflated ball and began to climb up step by step with heavy steps.
Xu Fan was carrying a large backpack with two bottles of mineral water on both sides.
The inside of the backpack looks bulging, and I don't know what's inside.
Xu Fan curled up the fingers of his right hand, placed them on his forehead to block the sunlight, and looked into the distance.
When he saw the other two people sitting in the shadow of the woods waiting for them, Xu Fan reached out again, lifted Mo Ling's arm and pulled her up.
"Ah, Demon Lord, what are you doing? I want to climb the stairs by my own ability. Don't interfere with my practice!"
Although Mo Ling said that, his body was very honest. He had no intention of resisting at all and let Xu Fan grab his arm and walk up.
As a veteran of the second-year syndrome, Mo Ling doesn't have to do any work on weekdays, so his physical strength is naturally much poorer.
They had only climbed less than 1/4 of the entire Beigaofeng section, but Mo Ling was already sweating profusely. In contrast, Jiang Li looked relaxed, as if that section of the road had no effect on her at all.
"How did the director and bishop of the Holy Library do it?"
Mo Ling looked at the two people in front of him sitting under a big tree, chatting and laughing while waiting for him and Xu Fan, and patted his delicate thighs in annoyance.
A vague red mark immediately appeared on the snow-white thigh. Mo Ling grimaced in dismay as he was hit by himself, causing Xu Fan next to him to burst into laughter.
"Stop laughing, Demon Lord, have you forgotten what we are going to do today?" Mo Ling was so angry that he had to use another matter to pressure Xu Fan.
"Why rush? It's not time yet anyway."
Xu Fan said nonchalantly that he and Mo Jingchun had already scouted the place in advance and there was no need to worry about any accidents.
Now all you have to do is spend the day slowly, have fun and keep a happy mood.
As for the rest...
Xu Fan looked at the two people who were already very close and put away the smile on his face.
It all depends on him.
"Jiang Li, Jingchun, have we arrived at the God of Wealth Temple on Beigaofeng now?"
Xu Fan released his hand in advance, letting Mo Ling climb up by himself, while he strode over to the two people who had been resting for a while.
"What do you think? Why don't you go in and worship? This is the God of Wealth." Xu Fan smiled in a frivolous manner as usual.
Jiang Li nodded in agreement. Tourists who come to climb Beigao Peak basically will not miss the Temple of the God of Wealth. At this moment, many tourists who have climbed here have entered the Temple of the God of Wealth.
"There is no time to lose," Mo Jingchun waved his hand.
"Hey! You are ignoring me, right?" Mo Ling finally arrived beside the crowd. She bent over, supported her hands on her knees, and used her free arm to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
"Mo Ling, I'll take you climbing later," Jiang Li reached out and held Mo Ling's hand. However, after hearing her kind reminder, the other party trembled all over and immediately took a few steps back.
"No, no, Sister Jiang Li, no, I can handle the director of the Holy Library!"
Mo Ling smiled brightly, as if trying to hide the panic in her heart. If she asked Sister Jiang Li to accompany her to climb the mountain, how could her brother confess his feelings to Sister Jiang Li?
Then how can I trick Sister Jiang Li into becoming my sister-in-law?
No, no, I absolutely cannot let Sister Jiang Li accompany me!
The more Mo Ling thought about it, the more frightened she became, so she hurried to Xu Fan's side, hugged his arm, and acted like a little bird.
"Brother Xu Fan is enough. He will take care of me later."
"Yeah, it's okay Jiang Li, Mo Ling has me."
Xu Fan paused for a moment, then reacted quickly. He patted his chest with his other hand, looking as if to make a promise.
"Okay then," Jiang Li did not insist. It was indeed reassuring to have Xu Fan accompany Mo Ling.
After the four of them packed up, they headed towards the Temple of the God of Wealth, one of the scenic spots in Beigaofeng.
The Temple of the God of Wealth does not cover a large area. It is surrounded by a long red wall and there are basically no other attractions.
As soon as you walk in, you will see a red lacquered and gilded door plaque and a statue of the God of Wealth in the center of the temple.
Many tourists coming and going are standing at the feet of the God of Wealth, holding three incense sticks in their hands and worshiping him.
The whole temple is filled with a light fragrance, giving a feeling of Chinese New Year.
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