"Ah~~~! I just can't eat it! Mu Xue leaned on the back of the chair and stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen, and let out a weak lament, "It's over, it's over, this meal will grow three taels of fat again." Belch...... Hiccup! The girl immediately covered her mouth, for fear that a burp would turn the contents of her stomach up her throat.

Xiao Xiang'er was protecting the plate of West Lake vinegar fish in front of her, and she was staring at Brother Tai. In fact, the little girl can't hold on to food for a long time, but there is a saying that 'the stomach is not full'. It is specifically described as the kind of foodie who can't stop eating until he can't stop. It's just right to use it on the little girl who is protecting the food.

As for Murong Feng, he was still enjoying the food unhurriedly. There are still many delicacies left on the table. But if Murong Fengruo opened up to eat, even if there was another table, the same one would be able to sweep it all by himself. It's not that she originally had such a large amount of food, but because she had taken fairy grass, and her body functions were different from ordinary people, and her demand for food and absorption rate were much higher than ordinary people. In order to reduce physical consumption and reduce food needs, Murong Feng generally uses the method of transforming true qi to supplement the consumption of various body functions. Therefore, in terms of food consumption, Murong Feng himself is definitely a real foodie.

When the old shopkeeper pushed the door in again and looked at the table, his face suddenly turned a little green. Because a table of food that is enough for more than ten people to enjoy is actually eaten cleanly, especially the ten plates containing the vinegar fish of West Lake are like being licked by cats, and the clean ones can be used as mirrors.

"How many of you have ever eaten satisfied?" The old man steadied his thumping heart and asked with a smile.

Murong Feng picked up the bowl, pecked a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth, and nodded, "The color and fragrance are good." It is worthy of being a thousand-year-old brand. ”

The old man suddenly smiled. Those who are happy and excited are almost unable to find the north. Because there is a word from this one. I made a deal by myself. It's the same as the gold-lettered signboard that was given a plaque by the emperor in ancient times. It's already to be expected. When the old man thought of this, his heart suddenly moved, and he said with a smile: "Miss Murong, I have often heard that you are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. Among them, the poems are the best, and several masterpieces have been famous in the galaxy. Little old man has a reluctant invitation here, I wonder if you can write a poem for the shop? ”

The old man originally wanted to say that you gave me a poem, and I will give you this exemption. But when I think of the identity of the other party, I guess I don't look down on this little bargain at all. Maybe the other party who is still annoyed simply keeps his mouth shut.

"Okay!!" Mu Xue directly responded for Murong Feng. Excitedly, "Sister Moon Shadow, it's your turn to show off your talents!" Hurry up, hurry up and make a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages for us to pay attention to. ”

Murong Feng rolled her eyes when she heard this, this girl must have wanted to see her jokes. Otherwise what to do so excitedly. But the words have already been answered, and she can't help but regret it. Murong Feng had no choice but to smile and say, "Okay, today, the little girl will be ugly." Whether it is good or not, please take care of the shopkeeper. ”

Murong Feng didn't dare to say anything, but it also made the old man overjoyed, and quickly ordered the waiter to remove all the pots, plates, dishes and chopsticks on the table, and then made a pot of tea again, and then prepared pen and ink. Just wait for Murong Feng to compose a poem.

It has to be said that the trader is shrewd. The old man only said at the beginning that he wanted a poem. Now that he turned around, he even prepared his pen and ink, obviously with him the ink treasure that he still wanted to ask for Murong Feng.

Murong Feng couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this posture, but it was hard to refuse. As soon as I thought about it, I had a smooth poem, and I reached for the pen, but found that there was only pen and ink and no rice paper. Therefore, he wondered, "Shopkeeper, you only have pen and ink and no paper, where do I want to do it?" ”

The old man smiled and pointed to the snow-white wall.

Yes, he's really a lord who likes vassal elegance. Murong Feng scolded and laughed, picked up the pen and licked the pen, turned around and came to the snow-white wall, pondered for a moment, and then wrote the first sentence with a splash of ink!

"Outside the mountain, outside the mountain, outside the building."

Mu Xue looked at the font of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and couldn't wait to read it out loud. Then he was stunned, it was not that Murong Feng did not do it well, but that this poem was so good, so good that it was too famous, and it was not improvised by her at all.

The old man's smile froze suddenly, but he couldn't be angry. That look is not to mention how wonderful it is. The heart just said, the ancient poems are the ancient poems, so it's worth asking this person to leave this ink treasure. Just rushed to this dragon flying phoenix dance comparable to calligraphy everyone's ink treasure, and no one dared to say anything gossip.

"Sister Moon Shadow, why did you copy the poems of the ancients?" Mu Xue asked bluntly.

Murong Feng smiled mysteriously, took a pen and pointed to the West Lake, which was still rainy and misty outside the window, and then turned around and wrote the second half of the sentence.

"Xizi singing and dancing is hazy!"

Mu Xue was stunned, and the old man was also stunned. Guy Xizi refers to Xi Shi among the four beauties in ancient times, and Su Shi's "Drinking the Lake After the Rain" has "If you want to compare the West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to apply light makeup and heavy makeup." "A good sentence that has been passed down through the ages. Obviously, Murong Feng's "Xizi song and dance is hazy!" There is also a similar idea, comparing the rainy and misty West Lake to the beautiful Xizi dancing in a light veil.

Next, Murong Feng wrote down the second half of the sentence in one go.

"The autumn rain is breezy and refreshing, and the beautiful scenery is mistaken for beauty."

The book is under this impromptu poem, Murong Feng silently read it aside, and then he landed on one - Moon Shadow Monk!

At this time, a wisp of breeze mixed with rain, fog and water vapor blew in outside the window, which was refreshing and cool.

"Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, Xizi singing and dancing are hazy! The autumn rain is breezy and refreshing, and the beautiful scenery is mistaken for beauty. The old man thought about it again, and his face suddenly turned red with excitement. couldn't help but praise Murong Feng's talent again and again, and even boasted, "Excellent!" A rare masterpiece for the ages! Not only is it appropriate for the situation, but it is also catchy. This must be the first masterpiece that will last through the ages. ”

Even Mu Xue, who always likes to make fun of her on weekdays, was impressed by Murong Feng for a while. On the contrary, Murong Feng just smiled reservedly, and after putting down the brush, he smiled lightly, "Improvised, clumsy song, let the shopkeeper laugh." ”

"Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be! The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Such a masterpiece is in the small shop, and the small shop has accepted it." ”

Needless to say, when this poem spreads, there will definitely be countless admirers who will come to admire Murong Feng's Mobao. The resulting fame is real. The old man said that he was grateful, and he was absolutely sincere.

The food was also eaten. The poem is also inscribed. It was time for the others to move on. The old man wanted to express his gratitude. Saying that it was too vulgar to say that it was too vulgar, seeing that Murong Feng loved to drink tea, the old man simply gave Murong Feng all the cans of Longjing tea he treasured. Just the few porcelain jars that hold tea are high-quality blue and white character landscape jars. It is definitely priceless, and it is enough to sell one for 1,800 times in the building! It can be seen how elegant the old man's thank you gift is.

Murong Feng did not refuse politely, and accepted it directly. The old man smiled as if he was a decade younger. Then the group went out of the building and continued to swim in the lake in the drizzle.

There are ten scenic spots in the West Lake, which are the spring dawn of the Su Causeway, the wind and lotus of the Quyuan, the autumn moon of the Pinghu Lake, the remnant snow of the broken bridge, the warbler in the willow waves, the fish viewing in the flower port, the sunset of the thunder peak, the double peaks inserting the clouds, the evening bell of the Nanping and the moon in the three pools.

You must see these ten views when visiting West Lake, but because of the season, some of the scenery cannot be seen now. So Murong Feng asked Lian'er to pick out a few that could be seen. And arrange the distance and time. And the terminal station is Lingyin Temple at the foot of Feilai Peak. Because Murong Feng's mother and grandmother are where they are making a vow. Because Murong Feng broke through the ranks not long ago and fell unconscious, her grandmother stepped on the temples in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to pray for her. Now Murong Feng is safe and sound. Naturally, the grandmother will bring her daughter to thank each of the Bodhisattvas she has worshiped one by one, commonly known as vows. By the way, donate some incense money. Well, it's enough money for a little incense to build another temple.

A group of people frolicked around the lake, during which they directly chartered a boat painting boat to boat on the lake. Play until sunset, the cruise boat happens to the south shore of the West Lake, where there is a famous spot that can only be seen in the evening - the Leifeng Tower. After seeing this beautiful scenery, the boat turned west and finally docked at the flower port, and then the group took the car and went straight to the Lingyin Temple. The little girl was already tired, and as soon as she got into the car, she fell asleep in Murong Feng's arms. Mu Xue also yawned. It doesn't look any better. As for Brother Tai...... I don't know where I slipped away for a long time.

The hovering car was very fast, and it took less than ten minutes to reach the Lingyin Temple at the foot of Feilai Peak. It's getting late. There will definitely be no female guests in the monastery. Therefore, my grandmother and mother lived in a courtyard outside the temple that was specially used to entertain VIPs.

Lingyin Temple is located in the west of West Lake in Hangzhou, backed by the North Peak, facing the Feilai Peak. The founding patriarch was a West Indian monk Hui Li. When Buddhism was founded, Buddhism was not yet in full bloom, and everything was just beginning to take shape. To the Southern Dynasty Liang Wu Emperor gave the field and expanded, its scale is slightly considerable. In the sixth year of the Tang Dynasty (771 AD), it was completely repaired, and the incense was vigorous. However, at the end of the Tang Dynasty, "Huichang Law is difficult", Lingyin suffered from the disaster of pond fish, and the temple was destroyed and the monks were scattered. Until the fifth generation of Wuyue King Qian Biao, ordered to invite the master of Yongming longevity to renew and develop, and build a new stone building, Buddha Pavilion, Dharma Hall and 100-foot Maitreya Pavilion, and give the name Lingyin New Temple.

When Lingyin Temple was in its heyday, there were nine floors, eighteen pavilions, seventy-two halls, 1,300 monks' rooms, and more than 3,000 monks. The Southern Song Dynasty built the capital of Hangzhou, and Gaozong and Xiaozong were often fortunate to drive Lingyin, take charge of temple affairs, and sway Hanmo. During the Jiading period of Song Ning Sect, Lingyin Temple was known as one of the "five mountains" of Zen Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River.

During the reign of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the Zen master Gude monk abbot Lingyin, raised funds to rebuild, and only built the temple for 18 years. The temple is solemn, the ancient style is revitalized, and the grandeur of its scale leaps to the "crown of the southeast". In the twenty-eighth year of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty (1689 AD), when Emperor Kangxi toured the south, he was given the name "Yunlin Temple".

And the temple has been burning incense for thousands of years. With its unique Buddhist culture, magnificent palace buildings and beautiful and elegant natural scenery, it has become a Buddhist resort for people to learn Buddhism, sightseeing, pray for blessings and leisure.

Murong Feng got out of the car at the gate of the courtyard, raised his eyes to look at the famous temple hidden among the green mountains and verdant, and could only catch a glimpse of the shadows and shadows of the ancient buildings flashing with candlelight. Murong Feng's state of mind at this moment was unexpectedly quiet and peaceful, and there was a feeling that his mood had been sublimated.

"The ancient Buddha of the green lantern is quiet and quiet. It is said that this kind of detachment from the red dust is detached. Murong Feng sighed lightly: "It's a pity that this is not my way." ”

"Amitabha, why did this benefactor say this?" A peaceful Buddha horn sounded in Murong Feng's ears. Murong Feng didn't expect that just feeling and sighing could also attract inquiries from high-ranking people. Moreover, this person's cultivation is definitely the first person Murong Feng has seen in his previous life and this life! Compared to several ancestors of the Zhao family and that Master Shang, they are all surpassed! Because the other party's secret supernatural power has been cultivated to the realm of transcendence, in the ancient temple a few miles away, the voice that came from him seemed to whisper in his ears.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened, and my mother came out with a few attendants. Murong Feng didn't want to shout in the air anymore, but just whispered quietly, "The monk is asking, the younger generation is panicking, now is not the time for a long talk." If you don't give up, in the middle of the moon, please come to the top of the peak to tell the story. ”

Murong Feng's voice was very soft, and it was estimated that he would not be able to hear it three steps away. But after a while, a gentle voice sounded in her ears: "The donor invites you, and the old man will gladly go to the appointment." (To be continued......)