A knife in love

Chapter 2985

The gray-clothed old man sighed at this point, and then continued: "The Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, which is far from being comparable to the overseas island countries. When I was in Fusang, I would burn incense when I met a temple, and I would visit a temple every time. Lack of etiquette. Seeing such a big temple at this time, I was surprised and happy in my heart. I thought to myself that I had missed the time and could not enter Suzhou City for lodging. I accidentally bumped into the gate of this temple. Heart, secretly pointed out to me, led me here, and let me spend the night in the temple."

The green-robed old man, the dumpy man, and the yellow-clothed man have been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and they have a lot of knowledge. It's just that the three of them only want to exchange jade scales for silver, and don't care about other things at all. If it wasn't for the gray-clothed old man , listening to him being so verbose, I'm afraid that the noise has already started, how can I listen to his nonsense?Therefore, although the three of them patiently listened to the old man in gray clothes, they were calculating in their hearts how much silver the jade scale could exchange for. When the old man in gray clothes said that "the old man was in Fusang", the three just thought that the old man in gray clothes had been to Fusang country before. , didn't think too much, and didn't realize that the words of the gray-clothed old man had exposed his origin.

Li Qiufeng didn't care about Yucheng at all, and had been listening carefully to the old man in gray. Hearing what the old man in gray said, he felt a chill in his heart. .It was the first time he met the green-robed old man and the other three today, and he would definitely not let the other party know his details easily.But the few words just now have exposed his origin, and it doesn't seem like he said it unintentionally. Could it be that the gray-clothed old man already has a plan to deal with it, so he has no scruples in front of the three of them?

Thinking of this, Li Qiufeng was terrified, and couldn't help but glance at the gray-clothed old man, secretly on guard in his heart.The old man in gray went on to say: "The old man stood in front of the mountain gate, looked up to the top of the gate in the middle, and saw a large plaque hanging on the lintel, on which was written 'Miao Li Zong Feng' four big Gold characters. The old man thought to himself, there are many famous ancient temples in the Central Plains, but I have never heard of a temple named after Miaoli Zongfeng. The scale of this temple is so large, and it is outside Gusu City, a famous city in the south of the Yangtze River. It will be a small temple with no reputation, how come the old man has never heard of this big temple?"

When Murong Danyan heard what the gray-clothed old man said, he felt disdainful, turned his head and whispered to Li Qiufeng, "What kind of Miaoli Zongfeng Temple? The plaque hanging on the gate of the mountain is written with the four gold characters Miao Li Zongfeng. When I was young, I went to Hanshan Temple with my father, and my father told me about the history of Hanshan Temple. Although this old guy can speak Chinese, he is a Fusang people know very little about the ancient temples in the Central Plains, and they like to show off, so they can only make people laugh at him for pretending to be mysterious."

Li Qiufeng was concentrating on listening to the old man in gray clothes, not wanting to get into trouble, so after Murong Danyan finished speaking, he just nodded and didn't answer.The old man in gray went on to say: "It was already midnight, although the old man knew that breaking into the monastery at this time would definitely disturb the monks in the monastery, but he couldn't stand outside the monastery overnight? The old man didn't dare to delay any longer, so he walked up to the stone price and knocked lightly on the temple door a few times. After a while, the temple door opened a gap, and a monk poked his head out to look outside the temple. Seeing the old man standing In front of the door, a surprised expression appeared on the monk's face, and he asked the old man what was the matter. The old man told the story of being unable to enter Suzhou City after missing the time, and asked to stay overnight in the temple.

"While talking, the old man took out three taels of silver, and handed it to the monk respectfully, as the incense money for the old man to rejoice in the temple. As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, not to mention people who barely make ends meet on a daily basis. Monk? The monk was woken up by the old man in the middle of the night. He had an aggrieved expression on his face, and he was quite impatient when he spoke, but after seeing the silver, the monk's eyes lit up, and he changed his face immediately, and took the silver tightly. Clenched tightly in his hands, with a face like a blooming flower, he invited the old man into the temple with a smile, and sent the old man to the backyard room for pilgrims to stay overnight.

"I even slept peacefully that night. Early the next morning, the monk personally delivered vegetarian food to the old man. Only then did the old man know that he was a disciple of the Zhigu monk in the monastery. Naturally, he didn't dare to neglect him, so he gave him some money for loose food." Broken silver. The monk became more and more happy, so he chatted with the old man. Let alone talk, the old man was shocked. It turned out that this temple is not called Miaoli Zongfeng Temple, but the famous Hanshan Temple. It’s just Miaolizong The four characters of wind were inscribed by a senior official. The monks in the temple did not dare to neglect, so they made these four characters into a plaque and hung it on the mountain gate to show respect. As for the plaque with the three characters of Hanshan Temple, It's not hanging on the mountain gate, but on the gate of the temple. It's just that when the monks brought the old man into the temple last night, when he passed the gate of the temple, the old man didn't pay attention."

The gray-clothed old man paused for a while before continuing: "Zhang Ji wrote a poem about this Hanshan Temple. The temple is full of clouds and moons, and the sky is full of frost. Hanshan Temple outside the city, the bell rings to the passenger ship at midnight. This poem is not only widely spread in the Central Plains, but also quite famous in Fusang. In the Hanshan Temple, I was naturally surprised and happy.

"Originally, the old man planned to stay in the temple for one night, and rushed to Suzhou City early the next morning to do business. But after knowing that the place where I stayed was Hanshan Temple, the old man changed his mind and planned to stay in the temple for an extra day, so that he could pay his respects to the temple. Famous temple, so as not to have the regret of entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed. After eating the vegetarian meal, the old man walked out of the wing room and wandered around the temple. Seeing the majestic halls and the solemn golden body of Buddha in the temple, his heart was filled with joy.

"The old man wandered around the temple for a long time, and didn't return to the backyard until the afternoon. He planned to rest in the wing room for an hour, and then set off for Suzhou City. But before he entered the backyard, he heard noisy voices coming from the yard. The old man was stunned, thinking to himself that Hanshan Temple is a famous ancient temple where eminent monks gather, the temple is extremely quiet, how could anyone dare to make a scene in the backyard? Thinking of this, the old man walked quickly into the backyard, only to see the old man The monk in Yinzi brought several young novice monks, and dragged a person out of a side room, trying to drag him into the courtyard. But after the person was dragged out of the room, he hugged a pillar with both hands, and refused to let go. Although the young novice monks exhausted all their strength, they could not drag him away. Seeing that he was so stubborn, the monk immediately became annoyed, picked up a long and thin stone from the ground, cursed, and grabbed the stone towards him. The man's left hand fell down."

(End of this chapter)