In the next few days, Zhi Zhao and Cui Wenqing stayed in Yingyang County and couldn't leave.

By the time Yin Wenxin of Henan Mansion rushed to Yingyang, it had been three days.

Zhe Zhao hurried to Songshan, and after explaining the incident to Henan Mansion Yin, he said goodbye to Cui Wenqing.

The two galloped day and night, and finally arrived at Songshan on October 28, which was just one day away from the day of the martial arts conference.

Songshan is located in the southwest of Henan Province, adjacent to Dengfeng County, called "foreign" in ancient times, called "lofty", "Chongshan" in Xia Shang, called "Yueshan" in the Western Zhou Dynasty, later generations took Songshan as the center and set it as Zhongyue, and was called "Zhongyue Songshan" at the beginning.

At the end of October, you can see that the majestic mountains are covered with winter snow, like a giant pillar supporting the blue sky, extending into the distance like an endless white dragon, exuding a majestic domineering spirit in the vast land.

Fold Zhao and stand on his horse, his pretty face was frozen red by the whistling north wind, but his smile was as beautiful as spring flowers: "Husband, this is Songshan, according to legend, Songshan has a total of seventy-two strange peaks, extending from the west to the Funiu Mountains, which is an important military barrier in the east of Luoyang, and this mountain alone can be worth 100,000 male soldiers!" ”

Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "The lady really doesn't leave her profession in three sentences, and she really treasures the terrain and landforms." ”

Zhi Zhao picked up the horsewhip and pointed at the surrounding mountains, and said with a proud face: "As a leading general, it is natural to know the mountains and rivers of the whole country, the terrain and landforms, and at critical moments, often a mountain and a river is the key to deciding the war!" ”

Cui Wenqing rolled her eyes, decided to give her a problem, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then according to your judgment, where should this Shaolin Temple be built in the mountains?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the slender hand that Zhi Zhao was pointing at with a whip couldn't help but stiffen, rolled his eyes at him vigorously, and said, "Let's ask for directions!" ”

Cui Wenqing smiled proudly, and the horse took the lead in galloping out and galloping towards the mountains.

After finding a passing woodcutter to ask for the direction of the Shaolin Temple, Cui Wenqing and Zhi Zhao walked slowly, and soon came to the foot of Shaolin Mountain, and Shaolin Temple was built in the depths of the dense forest halfway up Shaolin Mountain.

At the end of the trail, there is the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, where two solemn monks are guarding the door, obviously to welcome the guests.

Cui Wenqing took the lead in getting off the horse, hugged his fists at the two monks and said: "Two masters, under Cui Wenqing, from Luoyang, the capital master, want to go to your temple to worship the Buddha, please master you can make it convenient." ”

The two monks glanced at each other, and one of them saluted Cui Wenqing with his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, the little donor has come from hundreds of miles away, the heart of the Buddha is sincere, good and good, but these days Shaolin Temple will hold a martial arts conference, and the pilgrims are not allowed to enter, so please come again next time." ”

Hearing this, Cui Wenqing was stunned, but he didn't expect to rush to Songshan with a meal and camp, and he couldn't even enter the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Zhi Zhao also walked over and said with a sincere face: "Master, our husband and wife did come to Shaolin with sincerity, how could we not see the Bodhisattva treasure and leave?" How about you please make it easier? ”

The monk who spoke first said with a look of embarrassment: "Female donor, if it is a normal day, how can the little monk stop you? But there is indeed a big event in the temple these days, and I really can't welcome you into the temple, so please forgive me for the offense. ”

Another monk opened his mouth and suggested: "Two donors, if you don't do this, you might as well go to Dengfeng County to live for a few days, and then come after the martial arts conference is over, I don't know what you think?" ”

Zhe Zhao's trip was originally to participate in the martial arts conference and listen to the news of Lu Gong's treasure, if he waited for the martial arts conference to end and then went up the mountain, it would be completely meaningless, and for a while, he couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

At this time, Cui Wenqing suddenly cried and wailed, which frightened Zhi Zhao and the two monks.

Before Zhi Zhao could ask, Cui Wenqing suddenly hugged her, and choked up: "Lady, why do you say that we are so miserable, not far from hundreds of miles to Shaolin Temple to pray for my mother, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even enter the temple gate, and now my mother is sick and collapsing, time is short, we can't even complete her wish, why face her old man!" ”

As soon as he heard these words, he was stunned.

Mother? Wish? Bedridden? What kind of nonsense is this talking about?

Besides, her mother has long since passed away, and Cui Wenqing's mother is no longer alive, how can there be a mother who asked them to come to Shaolin Temple to pray for blessings?

Seeing Cui Wenqing winking at him, he came to his senses, it turned out that this guy wanted to use this method to arouse the sympathy of the monks, so as to blend in!

Sure enough, the monk guarding the door couldn't bear to see this, and hurriedly said: "It turns out that the little benefactor is here to pray for his mother, but the little monk is abrupt, but the Shaolin Temple is really inconvenient these days, or how about you go to Guangde Temple and Lingquan Temple not far away to pray for blessings?" ”

Cui Wenqing choked up and said: "No, my mother kissed her old man and recognized the Shaolin Temple, not to hide the two masters, five days ago the mother Buddha dreamed, fortunately the Buddha pointed out the maze, and said that if you can pray in the Shaolin Temple for three days, her condition will be better, so my mother sent us husband and wife, as a son of man, can not even her old man's wish be done?" ”

The monk who was guarding the door felt that it was difficult to do it, and sighed: "Isn't it true that the donor can't come back a few days later?" ”

Cui Wenqing's head shook like a broken wave drum, and said: "No, no, the Buddha said in the dream that the blessing must start tomorrow, if it is late, I am afraid that my mother's illness will never be cured." After finishing speaking, he covered his face with his sleeves and cried, looking indescribably sad and sad.

Zhi Zhao laughed and laughed, but in order to cooperate with him, he had to pretend to be full of tears, and his appearance was indescribably pitiful.

Finally, one monk's heart was full of compassion and he said to the other monk: "Senior brother, these two donors are really sincere in praying for their mother's blessings. ”

The monk who was called Senior Brother sighed and said, "The master has already strictly ordered us to refuse all pilgrims to go up the mountain during the martial arts conference, how can we bother him with these things now, this matter has never worked." After that, he shook his head and sighed.

Seeing this, Cui Wenqing secretly said helplessly: Damn, after performing for so long, they still can't impress them? It doesn't make sense, and it seems that you can only use benefits.

(End of chapter)