"Okay, the mage has ambition!" Zhao Qing and the others were also moved by Xuanzang's fearless spirit and said loudly.

Time passed slowly between a few people drinking tea and talking, and in a blink of an eye, there were more and more people on the second floor, and the food had completely cooled.

After a while, Xuanzang stood up and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little monk still has the task of giving alms today and does not dare to stay for a long time, please go to Yunyin Temple in the future, and we will discuss the Tao together." ”

Hearing this, even if everyone wanted to continue talking, they still had to say to take care.

"Master go slowly!" To say that it was because of Xuanzang's ambition before, he was about to go to Tianzhu to retrieve the scriptures, so everyone called him a master, but this time he was impressed by Xuanzang's Buddhism, although Xuanzang was not very old, but the profundity of Buddhism was not under the auspices of Lingyin Temple at all, and everyone talked to him as if they felt that their understanding of the world was different, especially Wang Zhong, whose mother was a believer, would go to the temple every month to make incense and make vows, so he was also very interested in Buddhism, and he and Master Xuanzang chatted the most energetically during the banquet.

"Donors stay." Xuanzang walked to the staircase and said to everyone. "I'm waiting for a few donors to arrive in Yunyin Temple." After speaking, he chanted "Amitabha!" Then he turned and walked down.

"True mage, too!" Wang Zhong praised.

"Alright, alright! Master Xuanzang has already left, don't look at it, let's think about where to play! Zhao Qing interrupted the thoughts of several people.

Erzhu said excitedly: "West Lake, Brother Xipo has long said that West Lake is very beautiful. ”

Several people nodded when they heard this, and came to Hangzhou, went to the West Lake to swim in the lake, watched the tide in Qiantang, and worshiped the Buddha in Lingyin are the three things that must be done, otherwise there will be no point in coming to Hangzhou.

After greeting the money manager of Yifeng Pavilion, Ye Xipo and his entourage got into Brother Zhao Qing's carriage and walked towards the West Lake, it was still noon, and there were more people on the street, so after walking for half an hour, the carriage came to the shore of West Lake.

The surface of the lake is sparkling, and occasionally the koi fish splash out of the water, and then gradually calm down, and willow trees are planted on both sides of the lake, and the willow branches hang down in the water and intertwine with the projection of the water surface.

"The weather is so nice today, just right for a swim in the lake." Zhao Qing walked out of the carriage and stood on the frame and said.

It's March, and the spring breeze falls on your cheeks like rain, making you feel a sense of coolness.

"Go down, you." Ye Xipo looked at Zhao Qing, who was sighing on the frame, and kicked him down.

Zhao Qing was not annoyed when he was kicked out of the car: "I'll go find a boat, you guys are waiting for me here." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran in one direction.

After a while, Zhao Qing swam over in a boat and said to the chatting crowd, "Come up!" ”

This boat is not big but very new, it is a common canopy boat, the boatman is an old man, sitting in the bow of the boat in a robe, but there is a bit of elegant layman's bearing.

"Boatman, how many years have you been on the boat?" Ye Xipo asked while sitting on the bow of the boat and chatting with a few people after he got on the boat.

"It's been a lifetime! I grew up in the water since I was a child, and I don't have much ability. The boatman said as he paddled the oars.

"Lonely boat ferrying, get a place in heaven and earth and float in the world for half a life, how many people ask but can't get it, the boatman is a good blessing." Ye Xipo exclaimed.

"How can the little boy say it is so good." The boatman said with a smile.

Zhao Qing on the side came to Ye Xipo with interest and said, "Brother Ye, today's spring is just right, why don't you write a poem?" ”

Ye Xipo said when he heard this: "Writing poetry is the result of inspiration, how can you say and do it, why don't I tell you a story about West Lake?" ”

"Haha, Brother Ye, please speak." Not only Zhao Qing and a few people, but the boat family was also waiting on the side, wanting to see what story this little boy could tell.

Ye Xipo sat cross-legged on the board, cleared his throat and began to speak: "It is said that there is a white snake who has cultivated for thousands of years at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain..."

The story has thousands of twists and turns, twists and turns, from Bai Suzhen Xu Xianxi Lake broken bridge to meet and then go all the way to Xianshan for medicine, from knowing each other and falling in love to guarding Leifeng Tower.

The ups and downs of the story made several people immersed in the world of the White Snake, and even the boatman forgot to wave the pulp.

"The West Lake is dry and the Leifeng Tower is down, and this Fahai is too unkind." Zhao Qing said angrily.

"Lovers can't see each other, Brother Ye, what happened in the end?" Wang Zhong's eyes were a little red, and he asked stupidly.

Ye Xipo didn't expect a white snake biography to move several people like this, and he just thought it was very appropriate to talk about the white snake on the West Lake.

"I haven't written about this later, I'll tell you later." Ye Xipo said helplessly, if he had been entangled in this topic, then this trip to West Lake would really become a storytelling conference.

Wang Zhong sighed when he heard this: "Ask what the world is like, and the direct teaching promises life and death!" ”

"Brother Wang, don't be too sad, think about it, even if Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen are separated by Leifeng Tower, their hearts are connected, they are not alone." Ye Xipo is on the road.

The boatman at the bow of the boat was also silent, and suddenly spoke: "The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, March day!" Although Ye Xipo only mentioned this song once when he was talking, the boatman still memorized it, with the unique tune of the Tang Dynasty song, melodious turns, floating on the surface of this West Lake, so that the people around him were fascinated by it.

There are always people who can't see good things, just when Zhao Qing and his party were listening to the little song sung by the boatman and thinking about the story just now, a harsh voice came from behind: "That old man, if you make a noise, if you sing it again, I will let people knock your boat over, hahaha!" I don't know if your boat can live through it? ”

Everyone stood up from the boat and looked behind, only to see a huge painting boat coming from behind, and a big "Xiao" character was written on the hull of the painting boat.

"It's the Xiao family!" Zhao Qing whispered after seeing it.

"It's him, Brother Xipo, this is the one who scolded you outside the city yesterday." Erzhu also saw the young man surnamed Xiao.

Xiao Gongzi looked over with a beautiful woman in one hand, "Yo, isn't this the kid from yesterday?" Looks like you didn't remember what I said yesterday! Someone hit me, hit me hard, let him know the fate of offending my son! ”

"Xiao Zhang, you dare?" Wang Zhong stood beside Ye Xipo and suddenly scolded angrily.

"Wang Zhong? Hehe, what don't you dare to do, but since you are also there, I will give you a face, the kid remembers, next time I will not have such good luck. Xiao Zhang's brows wrinkled slightly, and then pinched the cheek of the beauty in his arms and said.

After saying that, the painting boat suddenly accelerated, stirring up the water of the lake, and the boat also swayed back and forth with the lake.