The little monk Huaiyu, who just felt very strange, didn't want to be okay, he really scared himself when he thought about it, so the little monk Huaiyu was in a hurry, he was afraid of sinking, so he slapped the river with his hand and shouted loudly; "Beng Niangniang, where are you, I fell into the river, you haven't shown up until now, did the big waves sweep you away!"

He shouted twice in a row, and when he saw another big wave rolling and smashing over, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes and stopped shouting, but it was strange that the huge wave was gone in front of him, and the little monk was getting lucky, but he heard the voice speak again; "When will you grow a little, you have forgotten who I am, I am Beng Niangniang, this river is my home, what are you talking about, I am kind enough to clean the dirt on your body, and you are still screaming."

Hearing these words, the little monk seemed to realize that the voice seemed to come from his arms, so he asked; "Is that you, senior brother?"

An answer came from his bosom; "Didn't you call me Senior Sister, why did you change your mind when you got here!"

The little monk Huaiyu hurriedly replied; "I accidentally fell into the river, let the river water soak up like this, immediately sober up a lot, I think we are all Buddhist disciples, then we should be commensurate with brothers, there is no need to distinguish between men and women, do you say that I am right?"

When the little monk Huaiyu said that, he asked a rhetorical question, which caused a thin laugh in his arms, and then he said again; "Okay, I'll wash all the sweat off your body for you, and you will never smell of sweat again, do you know that you have smoked me for thirty years, and in turn you want me to help you wash off this sweat, and also, your snoring is too big, every time you snor, you will shake me off your body once, for this matter, I didn't pinch you less, but you don't do the same thing, still hit your snoring, now it's okay, I let you drink three mouthfuls of river water, in order to cure your snoring problem, this time it's okayFrom now on, I promise you will not snore again, how do you say you should thank me! ”

The words in his arms were soft and glutinous, as if a big sister was talking to a little brother who didn't know what to do, and the little monk Huaiyu was in a daze, and when people asked him how to thank him, he actually me, I said several times, but I couldn't answer.

At this time, although the little monk Huaiyu was soaked in the river water, he felt that his body was hot, and it was still that kind of heat, it was the kind of uncontrollable heat, when he was irritable about it, he suddenly felt that the skin on his chest seemed to be bitten by someone, he unconsciously reached out to pull, where did he expect that his hand was stretched out, and it was immediately clamped again, and after a long time, there was the voice of Beng Niangniang again; "Okay, I've done a good job of marking the recognition of each other when we meet in the future, so that it will be much easier for me to find you in the future, but you listen carefully to me, we must recognize each other in the river in the future, do you understand?"

Where did the little monk Huaiyu understand this, he had to answer ignorantly; "I don't know water, how dare I come to the river, besides, my homework is so busy!"

"Forget it, you idiot, it's useless to talk to you about this, it's still up to me to come to you when the time comes, but I can tell you, you must remember the color precepts, otherwise, I won't recognize you at that time."

The voice in his arms was not listening to what the little monk said, but interrupted him impatiently, the little monk heard the voice in his arms was gone, and suddenly felt his body light, and then floated out of the water, and instantly arrived at the riverside, and the little monk immediately climbed ashore with a rolling belt.

After going ashore, the little monk suddenly remembered another thing, and he was busy asking in the river; "If I have an understanding, I want to consult with you, senior brother, where to find you, you still can't come to the temple to listen to the master's lectures."

The little monk's words fell for a long time before a voice came out of Jiang's heart; "You idiot, the master has been taken away by his master, you can still find the master there, but you, after taking over as the host, must remember the days from the first day of the new year every month, and you must come to the river to chant, do you hear?"

"I heard it, I won't be a host, but every first day of the new year, I will definitely come to the river to chant sutras for you and pray for the Buddha to bless you."

The voice of the little monk Huaiyu echoed on the river for a long time, but the river did not answer his voice. When he returned to the temple, he found that the temple was empty, he searched for a long time, only to see an old monk who stayed behind, after inquiry, he knew that the senior brother led the monks to the back mountain, and when he arrived in front of the cliff in the back mountain, he saw the senior brother kneeling in front of the cliff and cried bitterly, he knew that the master had passed away, but the senior brother did not allow anyone to open the stone door in front of the cliff, but blocked the stone cave according to the master's instructions.

Thirty years later, the elder brother passed away, and the little monk Huaiyu became the presiding officer of the Jialan Temple, and every new day, there will be a monk standing by the river with his hands folded and reciting scriptures.

The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, the romantic characters of the ages are just passing by, fleeting, Jiang Bai's eyes are in front of the meaning of this sentence, he saw this scene in the voice of Amitabha Buddha's chanting, it is really something that happened suddenly.

Although Jiang Bai didn't quite understand what was going on, he also felt in a hazy way that it must have something to do with Beng Niangniang, so he looked at Beng Niangniang kneeling in front of him with questions in his heart, but at this time, he heard Fu Gong kneeling behind him say a word; "Dare to ask Beng Niangniang, what did the master leave for you before he passed away?"

At this time, Beng Niangniang seemed to be still immersed in the smoke-like past, and did not answer Fu Gong's words, but after a while, when there was a sound of walking in the courtyard, Beng Niangniang kowtowed to the statue of the great monk of Jiangliu again, stood up, and whispered to Fu Gong; "Please return to your seats."

Fu Gong listened to Beng Niangniang's words, and immediately flew in front of his own statue, and then leaned on the statue, and immediately disappeared, at this time, Beng Niangniang waved her hand, but two black scarves flew down from the ceiling, and fell on his own and Jiang Bai's heads, and then whispered to Fu Gong's statue; "Fu Gong, if you are my fellow disciple, please lead that descendant to the river tonight no matter what, I want to see if that descendant is my destined person, and you will be able to see what the master left me tonight."

After speaking, Beng Niangniang took Jiang Bai's hand and flew out of the Fu Temple, just at this time, the people who burned incense and made offerings came in the Hou Fu Temple, and just flew out of the temple gate, Jiang Bai whispered to remind Beng Niangniang; "Master, do you still need the two men from Yanbo Village standing outside the mountain gate?"

Beng Niangniang replied; "Yes, after a while, when you come to them, you tell them, let them dress up as Huzhou pen sellers, pass by here, come to incense, and be sure to give more money for incense, so that the people in the temple will leave them to share the fast meal according to the rules, and when eating, let them do everything possible to contact the young descendant we have just seen, and climb the old man with him, so that he mistakenly thinks that they are really a fellow countryman, after the meal, the two of them must take the young man to the boat, and say to send him home."

After listening to Beng Niangniang's instructions, Jiang Bai couldn't help but ask; "How can the boat be solved, do you still use the boat parked by the river?"

Beng Niangniang said; "No, that boat is too small, I'm afraid of arousing the suspicion of that descendant, so I asked the people from Yanbo Village to drive the sailboat."

Jiang Bai saw that Beng Niangniang had already made up her mind, so she didn't say anything, just this moment of kung fu, Beng Niangniang and Jiang Bai had already flown over the heads of Lao Jiu and Lao Shi, so, Jiang Bai said; "Please wait for me in front of the master, and I'll go over after talking to those two men."

After speaking, Jiang Bai landed, saw that there was no one outside, immediately took off the black scarf on his head, revealed the appearance of the commander, and hurriedly walked to Lao Jiu and Lao Shi, Lao Jiu and Lao Shi saw that the Ling Lord in their minds appeared, and was just about to come forward to worship, when they saw Jiang Bai busy waving his hand, stopping their worship action, and then quietly told Lao Jiu and Lao Shi about the arrangement just now.

In the early morning, the sky has just brightened, the mist on the river surface is shrouded, the air is moist, fresh into the spleen, the trees by the river hang crystal clear dewdrops, as if like shining pearls hanging on the trees, just at this moment, near the riverside in a low bush, the branches shake, the dew drops fall, in the blink of an eye, from the bushes, came out two merchants dressed in silk and green clothes, carrying money purse on their shoulders.

There was no one by the river, after the two merchants came out of the woods, they hurriedly walked to the path on the bank of the river, looked around, and after making sure that no one came, they stopped and looked at each other, at this time, they looked at the two businessmen, they were very conspicuous together, one was slender and tall, with a pointed face and thin eyes, in addition to carrying a purse purse on his shoulder, one hand was also carrying a purple shiny pen holder, and the other was short and fat, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a big cake face, and a pair of bull's eyes, bulging outward, in addition to carrying a purse on his shoulder. In one hand he holds an antique wolf pen.

The two stood on the side of the road and looked at each other for a while, then nodded to each other, looked at each other and smiled, and among the two of them, they didn't know who whispered, so that the Lord was indeed a fairy-like figure, and then walked towards the Fude Gong Temple not far from the river.

After a short time, the two of them came to the front of the temple of Fu Gong, and just as they were about to step on the steps leading to the mountain gate, they heard the short and fat merchant speak in a loud voice to the tall and thin merchant beside him; "I have been looking up to the big size of the Fude Gong Temple for a long time, and they all say that this temple is very effective, but it is always riddled with mundane things, and today I finally have the fate to see it, and it is really extraordinary!"