"Chong Zhen, your Taoist clothes are so plain, and beauties look good in anything." Buddha Yin praised.

He felt that it was inconvenient to stay here, for himself and for his mother. Said eagerly: "Now that Niangniang has settled down, I can rest assured that the poor monk will come and go back from where I came from, and say goodbye!"

"Big brother, this is a bad statement! This has left me dizzy. Monk, I have already looked down on the matter of red dust, what about you? It's rare to get drunk a few times in life, and it's once to get drunk one more time! Why don't you stop your hurried footsteps and drink the breeze and mountain spring in this view? As for what I wear, I don't care much about what I wear anymore, I just want to be comfortable and have peace of mind, right? Besides, a true heart doesn't need to be worn, right? The great monk has left a lot of Zen poems, I like it very much, but I don't know if there are any poems about Taoist priests? Or what was written by a Taoist priest? Chong Zhen said calmly, she invited Qiu Yue to come over and study and discuss together.

"Yes, it seems that Concubine Wen is Concubine Wen, and she can always put forward unique opinions in many aspects. I have always liked the soul masterpieces of those poets in the Tang Dynasty who sought immortals and asked questions. ”

"Oh! Let me hear first. Chong Zhen's eyes lit up, and he was eager to ask how the ancients asked about how to find immortals, and asked.

"Lin Wo is sad about the end of spring, and he opens his eyes to see the flowers. If the child's face can be stationed, why not be drunk! "Wei Yingwu wrote in "Sending Quanjiao Mountain Taoist Priest": 'Today, the county is cold, and I miss the king of the mountain. At the bottom of the stream, he bundled the thorns and returned to cook the white stone. If you want to hold a scoop of wine, you can comfort the wind and rain. The leaves are full of empty mountains, where to find traces. ’”

"Ahh This is the life of the Taoist, even the inconspicuous thorns and withered grass, in the eyes of the Taoist is also amiable and lovely 'Mountain Jun', these gentlemen have selflessly achieved the immortal Taoists' 'fireworks in the world', big brother, why don't we go catch a few fish, and cook fish fillet soup tonight, how about it? ”

"Why? The degraded queen is so deviant that she dares to go fishing with a poor monk? Buddha Yin was full of doubts and asked anxiously.

"Why don't you dare? Emperor Xu can ignore people's lives and prosper unjustly, so I can't wander in the rivers, lakes and seas? I almost forgot about business just now, but the sentence "Come back and cook white stone" told me to boil anchovy with white stone. ”

So, the clever Chong Zhen and Qiu Yue took off their uniforms, disguised themselves as men, looked at the beard pasted on, and the three of them laughed happily as they walked all the way.

Chong Zhen was afraid that there would be many people, so when he ordered to fish by the Bianhe River, he always remained silent and appeared as a mute.

After fishing for an hour, there was still no trace of fish, and the Buddha Yin signaled to go back.

On the way, Chong Zhen said: "I'm sorry for causing my eldest brother to suffer in vain." ”

"This is God's arrangement, in the past, I returned with a full load every time, Niangniang has the spirit of the empress, you are heroic, how dare Xiaoyuer get close? Furthermore, if a person with a good nature is released everywhere and at all times, how can he go against the will of the Bodhisattva? Why don't I recite a few fishing poems for you. Buddha Yin replied empathetically.

"Thousands of feet of silk sag, a wave of ten thousand waves. The cold fish in the still water at night do not eat, and the boat is full of empty moon and returns. ”

"Good poems, are there any funniest poems?"

"There is no fish in the basket and the wine is owed, and the restaurant leaves the fishing boat. I wanted to take off my clothes a few times, but I was afraid that it would be a rainy day in the Ming Dynasty. ”

"God, because of alcoholism, I'm so embarrassed, haha! The world of men is incredible! Qiu Yue accompanied Chong Zhen and laughed madly.

"People are of the same mind, and their hearts are of the same mind. Similarly, in the world of women, men find it incomprehensible! Is there a man or a woman in the world? Buddha Yin said.

"I'm afraid not, but men and women have the same knowledge." Chong Zhen thought for a moment and said.

Chong Zhen felt that there was one thing interesting, so he stepped back with Qiu Yue and asked curiously: "Zen master, is there a Zen poem in the world about retreating as advance?" ”

"Yes, that is the poem "Rice Planting", 'Planting green seedlings all over the field, and looking down to see the sky in the water.'" A pure heart is the way, and regression is the way forward. ’”

"Sister Immortal, this verse was written especially for you!" Qiu Yue smiled.

"My sister is so attentive and smart! Clever! I like to 'retreat as advance', and I like to get by with what happens. Chong Zhenle said.