In this place of Yangzhou, many people think that it is Jiangnan, just because the poet Li Bai said "the old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March".

The four words "Fireworks March" are not endless, and only Jiangnan can become a perfect match. In fact, Yangzhou is in the north of the Yangtze River, but with the romance of the poet Li Bai, it will never be wrong to choose Yangzhou in March, it should be the most pleasant time, the smoke and willows of the Slender West Lake are still in the air, the moonlit night of the 20 bridges, the beauty sings by the column, which is comparable to the prosperity of Qiantang.

Although Li Guanqi is now bent on reviving the great cadres and creating immortal achievements, he is still a young man after all, and since he has arrived in Yangzhou, it is naturally impossible to return to the palace without looking at the scenery. Since being kidnapped twice before, Li Guanqi has been much more cautious now, and basically no longer takes danger lightly. But if he is allowed to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers with all his honors, he will definitely not be happy.

At this time, Yangzhou actually has no Slender West Lake, the most worthwhile place to visit is Guanyin Mountain, there are many temples on it, especially Daming Temple is the most famous. The history before Daqian is the same as the time and space before Li Guanqi travels, so Daming Temple is also a 200-year-old ancient temple for Daqian.

After choosing the destination of the tour in Daming Temple, Li Guanqi first asked He Ziming to arrange hundreds of Ouchi guards on the way up the mountain disguised as pedestrians and tourists, and then took He Ziming and the nameless duo to the mountain, accompanied by Zhou Yawen and Lu Chunming.

A group of five people climbed up hundreds of soothing stone steps, and the seal characters on the archway at the door, Li Guanqi carefully recognized them for a long time and did not recognize them all. Entered the Heavenly King Hall and saw the Four Heavenly Kings, majestic and eye-catching.

It takes a few steps to reach the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the main hall gives people a solemn and mysterious feeling like Guanyin Mountain, the huge incense burner is filled with high incense, and the sound of monks chanting sutras lingers in the ears. There is a row of mats in front. Li Guanqi was the emperor. It was impossible to bow down, but Lu Chunming went up to worship.

There is a special place for fortune-telling and blessings in Daming Temple, Li Guanqi does not believe in this set, but when he saw so many people queuing up, he was also a little moved for a while - his crossing of this matter is purely explained by science, which also seems far-fetched. He wanted to hear what metaphysics had to say.

Because it's a micro-service, you have to queue up as well. After queuing for a long time, it was finally Li Guanqi's turn, but he didn't draw lots, but wanted to ask about reincarnation.

The fat monk who was in charge of drawing lots looked at him and read expressionlessly: "All worlds are always born and destroyed, before and after. Gathering and dispersing, thoughts and thoughts are continuous, the cycle goes back and forth, and all kinds of trade-offs are reincarnation. ”

"Master, what you said is too mysterious, I ...... It's a bit hard to understand, can you explain it in detail. Is it possible for a person to go back to the past or the future......" Li Guanqi said with difficulty, for fear that the great monk would not understand. But the expression of the great monk did not change, but he just summoned a little novice and asked him to take Li Guanqi and them to another place.

Xiao Shami led Li Guanqi and the others into a small courtyard, which was the abbot's residence, but it was not deserted, and the meditation room was full of people. Look at the clothes and dress up are decent people.

"Donor, please rejoice." The little novice brought a merit book, which was full of names and the amount of almsgiving, at least 1,000 taels, and more than 10,000 taels.

"I didn't bring that much money." Li Guanqi touched his body. A little embarrassed, he looked back at the other people, and saw that they were all flushed, so he knew that these people didn't have any money.

"Forget it, let's go." Li Guanqi felt that he had come to the wrong place, and fled in the disdainful eyes of the little novice.

Out of the temple gate, Lu Chunming wanted to speak several times and stopped. Li Guanqi said angrily: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hold it back." ”

"That ......" Lu Chunming's face turned red and said embarrassedly, "Your Majesty...... Son...... Minister...... Old decay knows a person...... People call God ......"

Without waiting for Li Guanqi to speak, Zhou Yawen had already taken the lead and scolded: "Lu Chunming, you are presumptuous. ”

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhou Yawen overreacted, they are all Confucian students, and they have always believed in "Zi is silent, strange and chaotic", and they have always taken a respectful and distant attitude towards the metaphysics of gods, gods, ghosts, and ghosts. In addition, there is no shortage of emperors in the past dynasties who "don't ask the common people to ask ghosts and gods", Zhou Yawen saw that Li Guanqi was a generation of heroes, of course he didn't want him to count any fate. Moreover, the Son of Heaven tells fortunes, if the calculation is not good, Lu Chunming will also have to suffer. Therefore, Zhou Yawen stopped Lu Chunming.

But Li Guanqi didn't think about it so much, he didn't want to calculate his future fortune and lifespan or anything like that, he just wanted to understand the matter he crossed through metaphysics. Therefore, he smiled lightly and said: "Lao Zhou, don't make such a fuss, since Lao Lu knows what kind of god is there, let's go and take a look." It's a joke anyway. ”

"Childe, the son is silent, and the strange force is confused...... Zhou Yawen still wants to continue to admonish.

"Alright. It's a pleasure to play today, so don't mess it up. Li Guanqi dismissed Zhou Yawen's admonition lightly, and then said to Lu Chunming, "Far from it?" ”

"Not far. It's right in the back mountains. Lu Chunming replied.

Li Guanqi said: "Since it's not far, let's lead the way." ”

So, everyone climbed the stairs again, and arrived at the back mountain, where the bluestone slabs paved on the ground were engraved with traces of vicissitudes, but it was a pity that such a simple and quiet place was lived, but there was a group of monks full of copper stench, Li Guanqi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In the midst of a green pine, there is a small temple, and before everyone enters the door, they hear a clear laughter, "Distinguished guests come to the door, and they are not welcomed." ”

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people. The man who spoke was clearly a martial arts master. He Ziming and Nameless immediately watched for it.

Li Guanqi followed the voice and looked at the voice, only to see a young man slowly walking out of the temple, wearing a cyan robe, big ears, a solemn appearance, his hair in a bun, wearing a flat mixed hat, and the top bun pinned with a wooden hairpin - he was actually a Taoist priest. Only then did Li Guanqi react, the nameless courtyard in front of him was not a temple, but a Taoist temple.

Although the young Taoist priest showed his hand, Li Guanqi was not convinced, but smiled lightly and asked, "How do you know that we are distinguished guests?" ”

"Poor Dao is just a polite word." The young Taoist priest said with a smile.

These words made Li Guanqi feel very comfortable, this Taoist priest at least didn't pretend, so he arched his hand and said: "Dare to ask how to ask the chief?" ”

"Immortals are noble beings, and there are no measurable people." The young Taoist priest said, "Poor people are not talented, and they are immeasurable." (To be continued.) )