Xuefeng Mountain was originally called Elephant Bone Mountain, the mountain range stretches for more than 60 miles, across the four counties of Houguan, Luoyuan, Gutian, Minqing, a hundred years ago, there were high monks and righteous beings who opened the mountain and established a faction, the King of Min had asked Yicun: "What is the difference between the teacher living in the Elephant Bone Peak?" Yicun replied: "In the summer moon on the top of the mountain, there is still snow. The king said: "It is a mountain that can be named a snow peak." Thus, the Elephant Bone Mountain was renamed Xuefeng Mountain, the Xuefeng Mountain is steep and uplifting, the scenery is beautiful, and it has the reputation of "Minyue Shenxiu" and "Qiongyao First Peak".

Monk Jingquan said: "Everyone, work hard, rush to the Chongsheng Temple at the northern foot of Xuefeng Mountain to rest, the abbot of the Chongsheng Temple has an old relationship with the old man." ”

Walk for fifteen miles, the sky gradually darkens, the roadside clusters of people are all lanterns, divide cakes, sacrifice the moon, celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, the children set up a brick tower in the open space with the help of adults, pile up rice straw, firewood, ignite it to see the fireworks soaring, this is called "burning pagoda", I don't know what the origin is?

The children's laughter and laughter came, and Princess Qingle in the carriage was very sad, seeing that the sun was twilight, and Cousin Xuan was still nowhere to be seen, her heart gradually became anxious, and she said loudly: "Old monk-old monk-"

The old monk Jingquan answered outside the carriage: "What does the princess command?" ”

Princess Qingle asked angrily, "Do you know what day it is?" ”

The old monk Jing Quan said: "Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"What else?" Princess Qingle asked.

The old monk Jingquan asked, "What else?" ”

Cumin said crisply: "National Teacher, today is the birthday of Her Royal Highness the Princess." The old monk Jingquan said "ah" and confessed: "The old man doesn't know, so he has to hurry up and celebrate the birthday of Her Royal Highness the princess when he arrives at Chongsheng Temple." And to make merit and pray for the prosperity of the Eight Kingdoms of Heaven and the Tang Kingdom, and the good relationship between Qin and Jin forever. "Drink your life and speed up the progress.

Princess Qingle shouted: "Stop, stop, I'm hungry and tired, and I want to find a place to stay." ”

The old monk Jingquan said: "If it weren't for the two cars that broke down in the afternoon and delayed the time, now that I have arrived at Chongsheng Temple, how can I live in this mountain village?" Please ask Her Royal Highness the Princess to grieve for another half an hour, it will be here soon. "Ignore Princess Qingle anymore. Just hurry.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, families are reunited, there are few travelers in a hurry, the road is secluded, and only the people of the eight countries of Zhongtian are in a hurry. On the left is the rolling snow-peaked mountain, on the right is the tributary of the Min River where the soup flows, at the end of the unitary hour, a round of bright moon rises from behind everyone, the clear light is everywhere, but the fire is not to be lit up.

The old monk Jingquan sat in the car for a day, and then got off the car and rode the horse, Muyue cloak. In the realm of Zen Buddhism and the water and moon, it was leisurely, and I suddenly heard someone in Princess Qingle's carriage singing softly:

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights. Dance to figure out the shadow. How does it seem to be in the world—"

Although the old monk Jingquan is consumed by profit and does not abide by the precepts, he is over sixty years old, well-informed, and quite appreciative. Listening to this lyrics and songs, free and easy, reasonable, and nodding frequently on a horse, I couldn't help but ask: "Who made this word?" ”

Cumin hurriedly poked out the car window and said, "This is made by my aunt, Yong Mid-Autumn Festival." "The bones of the eyes are spinning.

The old monk Jingquan said "oh" and said: "The old man has also heard of Zhou Qicha's talent, but he is jealous of his talent, and Zhou Dacai is buried at the bottom of the sea." Otherwise, I will be invited to the Eight Kingdoms of Zhongtian together. Wouldn't it be good to wait for the princess to marry the Holy King and then send her back to the country to restore her life! ”

Princess Qingle now knows that Zhou Xuan is not dead. He was no longer sad, and said, "This is a captivity, not an invitation." ”

The old monk Jingquan laughed and said: "It's all the same, anyway, the princess is going to marry, in the past, the middle wife trained the daughter and father, and everyone is a husband, and whoever marries is married, my country's proposition of sainthood is not far better than the snow pig prince Liu Shousu?" In the future, the princess will also thank the old man for saving her mother in the bitter sea of the Southern Han Dynasty halfway - cumin, and sing the second half of the words again. ”

Princess Qingle said: "Cumin, don't sing!" ”

The old monk Jingquan laughed "ho ho".

Xiao Cumin held Princess Qingle's hand and shook it gently, and said, "Your Highness, why don't you sing it to the national teacher, the national teacher has been more tolerant of us in the past two days." ”

Princess Qingle didn't speak, which was considered a tacit approval.

Cumin sang in a man's voice: "——Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleepless." There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The old monk Jing Quan was about to say his praise, when he suddenly heard someone shouting and rushing in front of the road.

The two horsemen in front of him immediately reined in their horses and held their swords, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

The three people rushed to the front and shouted: "There is a tiger!" There are tigers! ”

Miao Huzi jumped off the horse and slashed his knife: "Where is the tiger?" ”

Under the bright moonlight, a Han man and two Shanha galloped to the front, panting and stopping in front of the carriage and horses, looking back in horror, looking frightened.

The Han man was dressed in a blue shirt and gasped: "I don't know, I don't know where it came from-a big white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes jumped up, lying in the middle of the road, biting something, I don't know if it's a man or a beast?" It really scares me! ”

There are many tigers in Fujian, and everyone knows it.

Monk Jingquan said: "Miao Huzi, you take two people to take a look, there is a tiger just killed, eat tiger meat and try it." ”

The blue-shirted man gasped for breath and exclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, that's a tiger, you need to light torches, beat gongs and drums to scare the tiger away." ”

Miao Huzi shook the knife in his hand and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, you wait, watch the three of us drag the dead tiger back." "Take the two Wu Ben and stride over.

At this time, a man from the east came to carry the burden, saw a group of chariots and horses parked here, and hurriedly asked what happened? When he heard that a tiger was blocking the way, he exclaimed, "How did this tiger come here?" A few days ago, two people were killed in Shannan, one was Orion, and the other was a monk, a monk from Chongsheng Temple. ”

The blue-shirted man wiped his sweat with his sleeve and said, "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have fed the tiger, and I was still in a hurry to go home for the holiday." He rebuked the two Shanha and said, "You two have abandoned all my goods." How good is that! ”

The two Shanha complained: "It's important to escape, who can care about the goods, the tiger only eats people, not the goods, and when the bearded guest officer drives away the tiger, he will pick it up again." ”

The blue-shirted man thought about it, so he sat down on a bluestone on the side of the road and said, "I can still run just now." Now the legs are weak. "Smelling the sweet and sour fragrance, he asked what was the mountain that carried the burden?

Nashanha put down the burden, but it was two round barrels, and replied, "Fruit wine, pick it up to the Jinao Spring in front." Today is a big festival for our Shanha, and the mountains and Ha within a radius of dozens of miles are gathered there to jump the moon and worship the gods. ”

The Han said: "Buy a bowl and suppress the shock with me." ”

Nashan Ha said: "How to sell a bowl well, if you want to buy a bucket." ”

The blue-shirted man said: "Just one bowl." ”

The two Shanha, who picked up the goods for the Han people, muttered: "Don't be stingy, so it's worth a few dollars to buy two more bowls to drink with the two of us!" ”

The blue-shirted man said, "Then deduct it from the salary." ”

A mountain haha said angrily: "I have my own money, why should you deduct it." He turned to a smile and said to Shanha, who was picking fruit wine: "Brother, it's good to sell two bowls with me, and the world is a family." ”

Picking fruit Jiu Shanha hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay then." Two bowls, twenty cents. ”

The cumin in the carriage said: "National teacher, gong-"

"Shut up!" The old monk Jingquan shouted: "What do you want to do?" Don't mess around! ”

Cumin said timidly: "Gong, she is thirsty and wants to drink this fruit wine." ”

The old monk Jing Quan said: "Isn't there water!" ”

Princess Qingle shouted, "I'm hungry, so I want to drink some fruit wine." ”

The old monk Jingquan was worried that Princess Qingle would cry. After thirty texts, he bought three bowls of fruit wine for Princess Qingle to drink, while coldly looking at the expressions of the blue-shirted Han and the wine seller Shanha, and saw that Shanha had no strange expression. I brought the wine over happily, and I was a little relieved.

A fresh aroma of fruit wine wafted out, and those warriors of the Eight Kingdoms of the Middle Heaven were all tongue-bound and swallowed violently.

Wu Ben Yan Qing smacked his lips and said, "Country-master, let's buy this wine, right?" ”

The old monk Jing saw it, nodded slightly, and Yan Qing was overjoyed. Quickly find out half a tael of silver and give it to the wine seller. I brought both buckets and was about to drink.

The old monk Jing Quan said: "Don't worry. Wait for Miao Beard to come back and drink together. The old monk was still a little worried, although they all drank cumin, and there was nothing unusual, he still wanted Miao Huzi to find out the situation.

However, after waiting for a while, almost after a tea time, I haven't seen Miao Huzi and the three of them come back.

The old monk Jingquan's white eyebrows trembled, and he asked the blue-shirted man: "How far is the place where you met the tiger?" ”

The blue-shirted man scratched his head and said: "I was frightened at the time, I turned around and ran, I don't know how far I ran, it is estimated that it will only be three miles at most." ”

The old monk Jing Quanzhi ordered the other two Wu Ben to go and have a look, don't go far, if they don't see Miao Huzi after walking out of the two miles, they will come back immediately.

The wine seller sold the wine and went back the way he came.

The blue-shirted man and the other two Shanha became nervous at this time, got up and looked ahead, and said, "What's the matter, could it be that the beard was eaten by the tiger?" ”

Yan Qing shouted: "Hugh is talking nonsense! Slow talk about one tiger, that is, there are two tigers, and there are weapons in hand, so what are you afraid of! ”

Suddenly, I heard someone in front of me shouting miserably: "Tiger-" The voice stopped abruptly, as if his throat had been bitten off.

The old monk Jing Quan said in horror: "You are small

The blue-shirted man and the two Shanha were even more frightened, and the blue-shirted man said: "What can I do about this, my goods!" ”

The two Shanha said: "Life is almost gone, what kind of goods do you care, we won't pick this goods." "Scatter your legs and run eastward.

The man in the blue shirt shouted, "Don't run, don't run, I'll pay you double." ”

The two Shanha ran fast, and the blue-shirted Han also chased down, and they disappeared after a while.

The old monk Jing Quan said: "Let's go on the road together, go over and take a look, the old man wants to see what kind of tiger is so powerful!" ”

Seeing that no outsiders were present, Wu Benyan Qing said: "National teacher, let my subordinates take a few more people to take a look, and it will be safer for the national teacher and the princess to stay behind." ”

The old monk Jing Quan said: "No, go together, don't separate." ”

The two carriages carried the three princesses of Qingle, as well as thirteen people from the Eight Kingdoms of Zhongtian, cautiously on the road, none of them riding horses, each holding their mounts.

The old monk Jingquan ripped off his head wearing a gray cloth, revealing a bald head with a nine-point ring scar, holding an iron Zen staff in his hand, walking in the front, and two Wu Ben guarded one left and one right.

Walking out of more than a mile, under the dissolving moonlight, I saw two corpses lying in the middle of the road, it was the two Wu Ben who went to find Miao Beard behind, the whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, full of scars from sharp claws, and the throat was a bloody hole, and they had been dead for a long time.

The old monk Jingquan was shocked: "These two people's martial arts are not low, even if they are fierce tigers, they will not be so bad!" ”

The night wind was blowing, the shadows of the trees were gloomy, and more than ten people from the eight countries of Zhongtian were all frightened.

The servant woman Xi Erniang said: "Could it be a mandrill? Legend has it that mandrill knives are invulnerable, and their claws are as sharp as knives. ”

The old monk Jingquan was also a little uneasy, and said: "No matter what mandrill beasts, go straight forward, there are still ten miles to Chongsheng Temple, pay attention to both sides of the road, the knife does not leave the hand, there is an old man, let him have any evil way, I will punish him!" He ordered the two bodies to be thrown into the tributary of the Min River on the right side of the road and continued on their way.

After walking for three or four miles, there was no trace of Miao Hu and two Wu Bendi, and there was no response after shouting, and they disappeared out of thin air. At this time, Zhou Xuan, the four idiots and the beautiful matriarch, as well as her four male and female guards, were in the dense forest on the hillside on the left side of the road, looking down on the carriages and horses of the eight countries in the middle of the earth, and Zhou Xuan could hear the voices of cumin and Princess Qingle in the carriage.

The four idiots said: "The old bald donkey is cautious, and he didn't drink fruit wine!" ”

Zhou Xuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've already killed the five of them, weakened their strength, and slowly killed them." He turned his head sideways and said to the beautiful female patriarch beside him: "Patriarch Pan, shouldn't we go to the moon jumping to worship the gods now?" ”

In order to facilitate her movements, the beautiful matriarch lifted up the trimmed embroidered skirt and tucked it on the belt, with cyan breeches inside, tied with trouser legs, and 100 knotted shoes with her toes exposed, and her eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, and said: "It's already started, listen carefully, it's the sound of the flute and drum." ”

Zhou Xuan didn't hear the sound of the flute and drums, but he smelled the faint body fragrance of the beautiful matriarch, which was really strange, and it made him feel like he was stuck in something.