In the thirty-second year of Changping, in late November, Jiang Huijia and Song Yi finally crossed the North Beijing Road and came to the suburbs of Beijing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wind and snow travel, one journey after another.

Crossing the big rivers, mountains and valleys, fields, big cities and towns, they took advantage of the autumn into winter.

When I was forty miles away from Beijing, the snow on the side of the road was thick. Even though the snow on the official road was swept over and over again, it was still very difficult to drive.

Zhang Dart's worried voice sounded outside the car: "The snow is so heavy, the official road that has been cleaned in a short time will be covered with snow, and before the city gate is closed today, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the city." ”

They had only stopped in the nearest town to Beijing the previous night, and set off by car early this morning, in order to get into the city before it was dark.

Unexpectedly, the weather was fine when I left early in the morning, but I couldn't go ten miles, and the snow fell one after another, and the pieces were as big as goose feathers. Seeing that they were already very close to the capital, but at this time, they were worried that they would not be able to enter the city in time today.

Jiang Huijia said: "If you really can't enter the city, this place is also close to the capital, so you won't be unable to find a place to rest on the road?"

Because they are not in a hurry, Jiang Huijia means that even if they are delayed on the road for another day, it is nothing.

Zhang Dart Shi sighed: "Xiao Langjun doesn't know, within fifty miles of this suburb of Beijing, no more towns are allowed, and there are no small inns on the side of the road. On the outskirts of Beijing, there is either an imperial village or a villa of the powerful family, and the households are all tenant farmers, so it is not easy to find a place to rest. ”

Jiang Huijia was thoughtful, they came from afar, and they were not familiar with the place, so it was really inconvenient to stay in the suburbs.

But it shouldn't be impossible, after all, they have obvious characteristics in their group, and they don't look like bad people, even if there is no inn, it's okay to find a civilian home to stay.

Song Yi said at this time: "There are many temples in the southern suburbs of Beijing, such as Xiaoxiangguo Temple, Shanju Temple, Nanquan Temple, etc., and it is most convenient for the temple to stay. ”

Jiang Huijia suddenly thought of the many classical literary works she had read, some of which were classics, such as the Ancient Temple of Scholars, and suddenly smiled: "It's really a good idea to go to the temple to stay, and I can't say that I can meet the spirit fox succubus who cultivates meditation, and it's another erotic encounter!"

Song Yi said distressedly: "It's very likely, but if that's the case, then how can it be good for the spirit fox to compete with me for the lady again?"

Jiang Huijia laughed, she almost wanted to give Song Yi the title of a funny little expert, otherwise she would be sorry for his brain.

The carriage stopped, and seeing that the snow was getting heavier, everyone agreed to turn around in the direction of Nanquan Temple to avoid the snow for the time being.

If this road is really difficult to walk, then you can only rest for a day or two in Nanquan Temple.

I chose Nanquan Temple because Master Zhang said: "Xiaoxiangguo Temple and Shanju Temple are both on the high mountain, and there is only Nanquan Temple, although it is also on the mountain, then Nanquan Mountain has the lowest height, which is convenient for driving." ”

On the way, Jiang Huijia thought of a new problem: "Does Nanquan Temple accept female guests for the night?"

This is a problem, and Master Zhang exclaimed: "I actually forgot about this matter, all temples do not accept female guests to stay overnight!"

Song Yi said: "It's okay, the lady has already dressed up in men's clothes, and she is called Baiguo Almond and wears men's clothes." ”

Jiang Huijia: "......"

Is that okay too?

Not to mention, it's really going to work!

Song Yi is really an ancient brain master, it's just too bad!

The carriage turned right for a few distances, but saw that the slope in front of it was gradually rising, and a well-built stone mountain road appeared in front of it, and the snow on the road was also cleared. However, the snow fell heavily again, so the road was covered with light snow.

Nanquan Mountain is said to be not high, and there is a slope to some extent.

After driving for a while, after a turn in front of him, a spacious stone lawn suddenly appeared.

There was a wide octagonal pavilion on the stone lawn, and in the pavilion stood a young monk dressed in gray.

The weather is so cold, this monk stands alone in the pavilion, one palm is erected, his eyes are slightly closed, the other hand keeps dialing the Buddha beads in his hand, and his lips are moving, he is actually standing here chanting!

Although his monk's robe could be seen to be padded, after all, this pavilion was ventilated on all sides, and he stood like this, which made everyone who saw it feel cold.

Master Zhang stopped the carriage and was about to ask for directions, although he had been to the capital before, he had never really been to Nanquan Temple.

The monk's eyes didn't open, and he didn't even wait for the master to ask, and suddenly the palm that was erected pointed towards the fork in the right front.

Jiang Huijia opened half of the car door, and saw Master Zhang Dart shocked by the monk's movements.

Maybe it's because the monk's eyes are too solemn and solemn, or maybe it's because the monk is standing alone in the pavilion, and his appearance is too lonely and infectious.

At this time, Master Zhang was cowardly, and only felt that he had disturbed the monk's practice.

It was enough for the monk to raise his finger to show the way, but if he still had to make a noise, it would be too much.

Zhang Dart Master immediately retracted the words that came to his mouth, sat down in front of the car instead, and with a light whip, he drove the car to the right side of the road.

Huo Chong, who was in the car behind, saw him rush the car to the fork in front of him, so he naturally followed him and went up the fork in the right with him.

Under the snow, the two carriages gradually drove into the mountains and forests in silence and silence.

In the carriage, Jiang Huijia closed the door and turned her head to ask Song Yi with her eyes.

Song Yi said in a low voice: "Let's see." ”

raised his hand and shook Jiang Huijia's hand.

The carriage traveled a little further, but the road grew narrower.

Further on, there are no bluestone slabs for paving, and the road in front has become an ordinary mountain stone road.

Master Zhang had to stop the carriage again, and he already sensed that something seemed to be wrong.

Song Yi pushed the car door and said, "Is it the wrong way?"

Master Zhang was a little ashamed, feeling ashamed that he had driven the car to the right by mistake.

"There's no road ahead, and it doesn't look like you're going to Nanquan Temple. Master Zhang was very hugging and said, "Why don't I drive the car back." ”

On the way back, it seems to be the best choice at this time.

Song Yi nodded, and was about to speak, when suddenly a person suddenly walked out of the side of the path in front of him!

The path curved to the left, and evergreens were planted on both sides of the trail.

The person who came out of the trail, wearing a Confucian robe, and holding an umbrella in his hand, smiled happily when he saw Song Yi: "Brother Song, you are here, little brother can wait for you for a long time! Come on, come on! Hurry up, the book party has already started, but I'm waiting for you!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Song Yi's hand and was about to pull him down the car.

Song Yi was startled, but he didn't resist, he stepped out of the car, looked at the comer, and said suspiciously: "Brother Tai knows where he is?" (To be continued.) )