Zhenjiang,

It is located in the Suzhou area, is the famous land of fish and rice, outstanding people, and has the reputation of "the world's first country", because the location of this place is superior, the back of the mountain faces the river, the situation is dangerous, it is the place where the town guards the river, so it is called Zhenjiang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhenjiang is the land of fish and rice, and it has been a rich land since ancient times, although it is worse than Suzhou, but it is not much worse.

There is a well-known silk shop in Zhenjiang, the silk sold is softer than other homes, the color is also brighter, and there are branches in various places, and there is a good reputation, so some people also like to come here to buy silk.

"Leave after checking the accounts?"

"Yes, the master checked the accounts at that time, and then left directly."

In the store,

The middle-aged man who was dressed in bright satin clothes looked at the young man sitting on the chair opposite, bowed and said, then sighed, his tone was a little incredulous, "Who knows, why something happened halfway." ”

"Yes, I see."

After listening to the middle-aged narration, Xu Meng nodded lightly, without a trace of fluctuation on his face, "Since that's the case, then I won't bother Shopkeeper Li." ”

Then Xu Meng stood up and walked towards the outside of the store.

"Young master, you go slowly."

The middle-aged man hurriedly opened the way for Xu Meng, with a courteous attitude.

As soon as Xu Meng went out, he felt a burst of dazzling sunlight, and couldn't help but squint, and then asked Li Shunfa, who had caught up behind him, "Is the weather in Zhenjiang like this recently?" ”

Li Shunfa was slightly flustered, not knowing what this young master meant, but he still nodded, "Yes, the weather in Zhenjiang has been very good recently." ”

Xu Meng nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Shopkeeper Li, please go back." ”

"Young master, walk slowly."

Li Shunfa stopped his pace and looked at Xu Meng's back respectfully, getting farther and farther away.

......

Walking on the street, walking by all kinds of scholars and people, looking at the scholars talking about poetry beside him, and the children playing in the distance, Xu Meng squinted his eyes and walked into the distance.

He didn't ask anything, Xu Meng was not surprised, he didn't expect to ask anything, and this inquiry was just a formality.

walked around Zhenjiang, looking relaxed, as if he really came to Zhenjiang to travel.

Xu Meng walked around the river, and finally stood on a small bridge, looked at the people on both sides of the river and the boatmen in the river, and then looked at the big sun on his head, stretched out his right hand, and felt the warmth in his hand as if he could really touch it, and his eyes were a little thoughtful.

Right now, it is necessary to know what is going on, and now only Bai Suzhen and Fahai know the situation, but Bai Suzhen's whereabouts are uncertain, so the next thing is to go to Jinshan Temple to have a look, and see how the old monk Fahai hid well, and how he came out for no reason.

Xu Meng's eyes flashed, nodded, turned around, got off the bridge, and went to Jinshan Temple accurately, just when he walked to a street corner, a father and son were ushered in on the opposite side.

"Ruo'er, there are so many silk shops in the city, why do you have to go so far to Liuyunzhuang?"

The middle-aged man's elegant voice carried a hint of helplessness and wordless doting.

Liuunso?

This Liuyunzhuang is the silk shop he just went to,

Xu Meng looked sideways, a middle-aged man in a white Confucian robe, this man had a neutral, elegant complexion, and was full of bookish air, at this time he was holding a child about one year old in his arms, with a trace of helplessness on his face.

"The silk of Liuyunzhuang is the best of all silk shops in Zhenjiang, using high-quality silk, and dyeing also has its own unique secret recipe, the color is not only more gorgeous than other silk shops, but also soft and smooth ...... than usual."

The middle-aged elegant man looked at the child in his arms talking eloquently, his face full of astonishment.

Although I knew that my son was a child prodigy and could speak when he was more than a year old, I didn't expect to know these things.

"Ruo'er, how did you know this?"

The middle-aged elegant man looked at the child in his arms with a stunned face.

"I heard that."

The child's eyes flickered, and then the sound of a milky voice sounded.

The middle-aged man nodded, but there was still a hint of doubt on his face.

Liuunso?

This Liuyunzhuang is the silk shop he just went to, Xu Meng's eyes flashed, with a hint of curiosity, he turned his head to look at the child,

With a baby's characteristic round face, wearing delicate clothes, wearing a long-life lock around his neck, his face is childish, his eyes are smart, not like an ordinary one-year-old child, but he can't see anything special.

However, there is a sense of unusualness, after all, most of the children who can know the information of silk when they are one year old are still babbling.

Oh?

Is it precocious?

Xu Meng's eyes flashed, shook his head, turned around, and walked into the distance.

As if sensing that someone was watching him, the child turned his head and saw only a thin and tall back, and then a trace of doubt flashed in the child's eyes.

Suddenly, the child's expression was shocked, and there was a hint of disbelief on his childish face.

Then came a wave of fear,

"It's... How can it be. ”

"What's the matter, Ruo'er, do you know that son?"

The middle-aged man seemed to notice the child's unusual expression, glanced at Xu Meng's back, turned his head to look at the child and asked.

But the child didn't answer, just looked at Xu Meng's back in a daze, and all kinds of emotions flashed in his eyes, shock, stunned, and a trace of disbelief.

......

Jinshan Temple,

Jinshan Temple is the most famous temple in Zhenjiang, the incense is very prosperous, the pilgrims are like the carp that crosses the river, it is said that the Buddha once appeared in the Jinshan Temple, in addition, the Jinshan Temple is not the general miracle, every time there is a petition and a wish to go to the Jinshan Temple to make incense.

At this time, Xu Meng stood at the foot of Jinshan Temple, looking at the magnificent Jinshan Temple in front of him, and the flow of people like a wave, Xu Meng's eyes rose a little surprise, the scale of Jinshan Temple is more than a step bigger than the Qingshui Temple outside Suzhou.

There is also the power of incense like a golden cloud in the sky above Jinshan Temple, which stretches together to form the appearance of a golden lotus.

Xu Meng narrowed his eyes, and he could vaguely see that among the golden clouds, there were one or two figures emitting golden light.

"The old monk is doing well."

Xu Meng chuckled lightly, and then walked towards Jinshan Temple.

Soon, Xu Meng came to the main hall of Jinshan Temple, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a big Buddha on the main hall, with a compassionate face, with a smile, sitting on the lotus platform, it was the Buddha Shakyamuni.

There are some monks sitting in the two columns of the temple, who are chanting scriptures at this time, and the hall is full of pilgrims who come to offer incense.

Xu Meng glanced at the big Buddha in the hall and found an old monk wearing a robe whose identity did not look simple, "This master, is there a monk named Fahai in your temple?" ”

The old monk came back to his senses, his face changed, and he gave a salute to Xu Meng, "The donor's name is Liu?" ”

"Not bad."

Xu Meng nodded, "Under Liu Wenruo." ”

The old monk looked at Xu Meng and nodded, "That's right, the master has already ordered, and I will let the son go." ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he then greeted a little novice, "Jingkong, you take this benefactor to the meditation room of Patriarch Fahai." ”

"Yes."

Xiao Shami nodded, then looked at Xu Meng, "Please come with me." ”

Xu Meng nodded.

......

Soon, the two left the temple group and came to a quiet meditation room.

"Donor, this is the meditation room of Master Fahai."

Xiao Shami pointed to the meditation room and said to Xu Meng, "There are still things in the temple, and the poor monk will retire first." ”

With that, the little novice walked towards the way he had come.

Xu Meng nodded, approached the meditation room, a low murmur sounded, Xu Meng's eyes flashed, and then pushed the door and walked in.

The furnishings in the room were simple, with only a bed and a futon, and Fahai sat cross-legged on the futon in a monk's robe, with his back to the door, and the sound of muffled chanting echoed through the room.

As if sensing that someone was coming in, Fahai stopped chanting, and then Gujing Wubo's voice slowly came out.

"Liu Jushi, are you here?"