The weather in ambush is really hot, and even the cicadas on the willow trees outside Luoyang City at noon are lazy, occasionally taking the time to call listlessly twice to declare their sense of existence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Mai had already drunk a large bucket of chilled watermelon juice, and he had relieved his hands several times, but he still felt that the scorching sun in the sky showed no sign of half of the west. I wanted to take off this damn round-necked robe several times, but I didn't dare to move in Kong Yingda's threatening eyes.

Liang San next to him was holding two pu fans in his hands, one for himself and one for Wang Mai, but he still couldn't resist the beads of sweat on his forehead dripping down, and the hair on his sideburns was stuck to his face with sweat, and he didn't bother to wipe it.

But Liu Da was the most comfortable, wearing a short plain shirt, holding the dozens of treasure knives and sitting crookedly under the tree and dozing. The knife was bought when he was shopping in the West Market, after Wang Mai paid and handed it to him, he didn't see him put it down, no matter whether he ate or slept in the thatched house, Liu Da carried it closely, closer than his wife, although he was in his thirties and had not yet married a wife. A broken knife that cuts people costs more than 20 times, it's too pit, take these 20 times to smash people, and if you're lucky, you can smash a few to death.

Wang Mai waved his hand at Liang San, too lazy to speak, and motioned for him to cool down and stop fanning himself. Liang San got the order, happily scooped a big bowl of watermelon juice for himself from the bucket on the car, and took a straw made of reeds to suck the watermelon juice dry, which was learned from Wang Mai, and finally poured the remaining ice ballast in the bowl into his mouth, and bit it squeaked.

"Kong Sai Wine, the weather at noon, I guess they won't be in a hurry, right?" Wang Mai looked at the scorching sun in the treetops and said. Really, you came to pick up people, why did you have to bring Lao Tzu with you, and the scourge of Liang San and Liu Da also suffered.

"The Yan family is the most punctual, saying that it will not be delayed until the afternoon when it arrives at noon, how can it be like you, every time we are still waiting for you." Kong Yingda wiped his face twice with a wet linen cloth, but his face still did not change, and he did not forget to count his good words when he was about to leave.

You people are old and have a nervous breakdown, so you don't have much sleep, can you compare with me as a young man in the prime of life? Besides, people say that it is noon, why do you have to go out of the city early in the morning to greet you? However, Wang Mai didn't dare to complain in his heart, so he had to look at the official road to the west again, and there was not even a ghost. Just about to withdraw his gaze, he saw some smoke and dust rising at the end of the official road. I thought I was dazzled, but when I looked closely, I saw that there were indeed several figures driving chariots and horses towards this side.

"Here we are." Wang Mai said excitedly, after several hours of waiting, he finally looked forward to the end.

When Kong Yingda and the others heard this, they also cheered up and looked on the official road, and even Liu Da, who had been closing his eyes, stood up and stood on tiptoe.

As the visitors got closer, they could see a carriage in the middle, surrounded by several people on horseback.

Kong Yingda sat down again: "It's not these people. ”

Wang Mai glanced at him in surprise: "Kong Saijiu has good eyesight, and he can see the appearance of the person who comes at such a distance." "I knew that it was good to bring a pair of binoculars, and I guessed here in the province, I really miss the era of mobile phone calls. It's a waste of time to rely on estimates now.

"It's really unlearned," Xu Wenyuan mocked beside him, "Look at the decoration of the carriage, it is clearly the logo of the Daomen, and the Yan family is a frugal heirloom, how can there be such a luxurious carriage and horse?" ”

Wang Mai fixed his eyes and saw that as the carriage gradually approached, it did seem to be a statue-like Taoist priest inside, and the people next to the carriage could gradually see that it was indeed a Taoist priest, and he sat on the seat again disappointed.

The old monk Huicheng invited the world's major religions to come to argue, and recently there have been many religious people in strange costumes in Luoyang City. Wang Mai even saw a missionary wearing a beard and holding a cross, but it was not called Christianity, and the people of Luoyang called it Persianism, which was a branch of Christianity. After asking, I learned that these people were originally Persians, because there were serious differences between the newly emerging Islam and the native sects in Persia, and there were serious religious conflicts, and when they heard that the Far East was the most prosperous place in the world, they followed the footsteps of their predecessors and tried to try their luck in the East to see if they could establish a mission here.

Wang Mai was very curious that this Islam had just been founded and had such great energy, and the rise of Protestantism in general had experienced all kinds of setbacks. When Jesus was crucified, Buddhism struggled in Tianzhu and later became popular in China. This Muhammad was so powerful that he developed such a large number of followers in such a short period of time that he really wanted to go to the Middle East to see what this legendary "Last Messenger of Allah" was like.

"Is it Yuan Shoucheng?" The carriage and horse were getting closer and closer, and Xu Wenyuan whispered.

When everyone heard this, they refocused their eyes on the carriage and horses not far away.

"Yuan Shoucheng?" Wang Mai opened his mouth, this name is so familiar.

"What a living immortal?" Liu Da, who had been pretending to be a master behind him, was not calm, stretching his neck and staring at the front.

I finally remembered that when I watched "Journey to the West" before, there was a story about the Dragon King of Jinghe that was related to Yuan Shoucheng. It is said that Yuan Shoucheng can calculate the location of the Weihe Water Tribe, so that the fisherman knows when he can catch the fish, and the Dragon King of Jinghe was very angry when he found out, so he went to Chang'an City to find Yuan Shoucheng trouble, and asked him to calculate the time and amount of rain. As a result, Yuan Shoucheng was right. The Dragon King of Jinghe thought of a very, very stupid idea, and privately changed the time and amount of rain, and the result was known by the Jade Emperor. Violated the rules of heaven. was beheaded by Wei Zheng in a dream. The evil dragon's ghost did not disperse, and later he often harassed Li Shimin at night, which led to the later text of Qin Qiongwei Chi Gong being the door god.

Wang Mai has always felt that this story is obviously that Yuan Shoucheng has set a trap on Geng Zhilong, the Dragon King of Jinghe, and he doesn't know what hatred and grudge the two have.

When he got closer, through the curtain of the carriage that was rolled up, he found that Yuan Shoucheng was an old man with a white beard but no age. Why can't I tell the age, because although this person has white hair and hair, there are not many wrinkles on his face, his facial features are upright, and his eyebrows are kind.

On a hot day, this Yuan Shoucheng sat in the carriage, and he didn't sweat a drop, which was really evil. Wang Mai looked at the carriage curiously, wondering if the carriage was equipped with electrical appliances such as air conditioners.

Yuan Shoucheng and the others also looked this way, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Lao Kong and Lao Xu: "Stop!" He got up and got out of the carriage and walked towards the people.

Xu Wenyuan and the others had already stood up and stepped forward: "The Taoist chief hasn't seen him for many years, but he still has a childish face and envy others. Kong Yingda also politely greeted him beside him.

"Kong Saijiu and Dr. Xu are also old and strong, and their demeanor is still the same."

Several people said that there was no nutrition, and Xu Wenyuan asked Wang Mai to take Liu Da and others to bring some watermelon juice to Yuan Shoucheng and his party to quench their thirst.

Liu Da's excited hand couldn't hold the bowl steadily, and he handed it to Yuan Shoucheng headed by him tremblingly, Wang Mai looked at the egg pain on the side, for fear that he would pour this bowl of watermelon juice on this old way.

Wang Mai handed the bowl to a young man who looked fair-eyed, and he was still looking at it. The young man smiled and thanked him, took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, licked his dry lips, obviously not enjoying it, and handed the bowl back to Wang Wheat embarrassedly. Wang Mai served him two bowls in a row to quench his thirst.

"Thank you, officer." The young man showed a refreshing smile and bowed to Wang Mai, "My name is Li Chunfeng, and I haven't asked the instructor for your surname?" What is the official position? ”

Li Chunfeng? It's also a little familiar, but for a while I can't remember where I've seen this name, so I saluted back: "In Xia Wang Mai, the word Jikai, is now the assistant teacher of Luoyang Guozijian." ”

"It turned out to be Assistant Teacher Wang, disrespectful and disrespectful."

When Yuan Shoucheng and the others heard Wang Mai's name, they all turned their heads to look at him, and Wang Mai had no choice but to smile politely at the Taoist priests.

"It turns out that Assistant Teacher Wang is so young, he is really a young hero." A middle-aged Taoist priest next to Yuan Shoucheng spoke.

Wang Mai didn't expect that he would be so famous now, and there were still people who knew his name, so it seemed that he still underestimated the weight of the signature behind the invitation.

"The Taoist is overrated, and he is just a small official in the next place, and he should not be called a young hero. Didn't ask the Taoist Elder for his name? "In ancient times, people under the age of thirty were called teenagers, which made Wang Mai, a young man, a little uncomfortable.

"I'll introduce you." Lao Xu stood up, "This is Daoist Yuan Shoucheng, this is Daoist Li Zhongqing, and this is Daoist Yuan Tiangang, the nephew of Daoist Yuan......"

"Wang Jikai has seen all the Taoist ......," Wang Mai had to salute one by one. When he heard Yuan Tiangang's name, he was stunned for a moment, this guy who praised himself for his youth was Yuan Tiangang. In a Journey to the West game played in later generations, this old guy stood on the rooftop every day, acquaintances. However, the current Yuan Tiangang does not look old, in his forties.

After chatting for a while, several Taoist priests got on the carriage and said goodbye, they were really going to the White Horse Temple, and they were going to live in Luoyang City today.

Wang Mai sat down and thought for a while before he suddenly remembered that the beautiful young man named Li Chunfeng just now and Yuan Tiangang wrote a prophecy book called "Tui Bei Tu", which was very famous in later generations. I just wanted to ask Lao Xu if they knew about "Pushing Back Pictures", but after thinking about it again, now this Li Chunfeng is just a little Taoist, I am afraid that this "Pushing Back Picture" has not yet been born.

At this time, Yuan Shoucheng and his party were also discussing him, and Yuan Tiangang rode on a horse and spoke into the carriage: "That Wang Jikai just now should be the one who presented treasures to Buddhism." ”

Yuan Shoucheng in the carriage was expressionless: "This person is so young, I'm afraid there is something strange in it." ”

"You're saying this guy is just a puppet who has been pushed to the surface? Are the real people behind the scenes these old Confucians? Confucianism has recently wanted to hold a scripture debate in Luoyang City, and Buddhism has also invited the world's sects to come to debate, and it is too coincidental that these two things collide together. Could it be that the two Confucian and Buddhist families know that my Daomen is powerful in Chang'an, and they want to join forces? Yuan Tiangang frowned and analyzed.

Li Zhongqing next to him nodded: "It makes sense, there must be some connection between these two things." ”

"Don't speculate until things are clear." Yuan Shoucheng was still pampered and not surprised.

People in the Daomen have long suspected that these two things are related, how can there be such a strange thing in the world? The two Confucianists held a grand meeting in Luoyang at the same time, and the people who came forward were the leaders of the two families, making it clear that they wanted to make the impact of the matter bigger. Only the Daomen is still in the dark and knows nothing. I have inquired many times, but I only know that the White Horse Temple has a treasure, and as for what kind of treasure it is, I don't know at all. Luoyang's Qin Tianjian claimed that there was a clairvoyant who could see the moon clearly, which is simply ridiculous, is there really any immortal treasure in the world?