Although Jin Yichan's words were still gentle and polite, Mo Yi and Tang Zichen found that the gentle young man in front of them already had the meaning of thanking the guest, thinking of his muttering just now, they understood that this person or this person had a deep connection with the person in the story. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the two of them faintly thought of a rumored name in their hearts, but when the two saw Jin Yichan like this, they understood that he must not want to say more, in this case, the two of them were too lazy to make people unhappy here, and gently arched their hands: "Since we have understood these stories, we will naturally have some emotions, and there is nothing superfluous not to disturb your retreat, let's go to this West Lake again, and meet again!" ”

Jin Yichan bowed his head and saluted, and when he looked up again, the two of them had disappeared, knowing that he had leaked something, these two seniors who were too curious were probably going to find out what happened, so he had no choice but to get up and return to Hong Kong first! Jin Yichan thought so.

The proprietress of a bar in Hong Kong has just been happy for a few days, and the annoying Buddha Qi is gone, and she doesn't know that she will really meet the owner of the Buddha Qi soon, and their entanglement will also start in this life.

The surface of the West Lake is as green as a mirror, from time to time you can see the shadow of the faint swimming fish playing, suddenly there is a wave of water ripples in the sky above the center of the West Lake, two figures stand above the West Lake out of thin air, the night is coming and the afterglow of the sunset is not dispersed, but the sky is already dark, and visitors can not see the things in the distance clearly, otherwise I am afraid that the next day will be on the front page headlines and Weibo hot search.

The two stood side by side on the lake in the center of the West Lake, watching the afterglow dissipate, Mo Yi suddenly spoke: "This guy is very interesting, he said that he wanted to tell us the story of Leifeng Pagoda, but he popularized a history between demons for many years." ”

"Avoiding the important and trivializing nature naturally has secrets that you don't want to tell." Tang Zichen said concisely.

"His cover-up made me want to know even more, what are the secrets of the legend of the White Snake!" The corners of Mo Yi's mouth crossed a slight arc, there are no familiar people in this world, and they also want to do something to come out, not to mention that the legend of the White Snake is not an ordinary story and legend.

Tang Zichen was also very interested in this, even if it was an existence like her, after listening to the adapted story back then, she still remembered the characters in the story very well, and at this time, she might be able to see how the other version of the three people did not make her interested, not to mention that after cultivating for a short time, they also needed to precipitate.

I saw her frowning, the deduction technique had been launched, and when she was about to watch the original appearance of the story, she found that the image in the will of heaven and earth was just a blank, and someone had already erased this story.

Tang Zichen turned his head to look at Mo Yi, and saw that the stars in his eyes were extinguished, and he obviously discovered this.

"That's it." Mo Yi's eyes flashed: "It's more interesting!" ”

"In our world, the origin of the White Snake should be one of the folk tales collected at the end of the Ming Dynasty 'Warning Words', saying that during the Shaoxing period of the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a person named Xu Xuan (Xu Xian's original name), when he was the director of a pharmacy, there was a day to worship the ancestors and return, the sky fell heavily in the rain, and in the rain on the ferry, I met a woman who claimed to be the sister of Bai Sanban Bai Dianzhi and the widow of Zhang's family, that is, the White Lady, after borrowing an umbrella and returning the umbrella, this White Lady is the White Snake who fell in love with Xu Xuan and wanted to marry him." Mo Yi said as he took Tang Zichen's hand and slowly wandered around the surface of the West Lake.

"Sent the maid Xiaoqing, this Xiaoqing is not a green snake but a herring essence from West Lake." Mo Yi's explanation at this time broke the warm atmosphere between the two, which made Tang Zichen can't help but glance at him, and he touched his nose embarrassedly and continued.

"Let this Xiaoqing give Xu Xuan ten taels of silver, but I don't know that this is the treasury silver of the government, as a result, after Xu Xuan was denounced, he was sentenced to Suzhou, and met the white lady who had already been prepared, Xu Xuan and the white lady met and married, and later because of the white lady's theft, Xu Xuan sent Zhenjiang again, after Zhenjiang and the white lady met, a monk named Fahai found the identity of the white lady."

Zen Master Fahai told Xu Xuan the truth, and Xu Xuan, who knew the truth, was terrified, begged Fahai to accept his disciples, and finally suppressed the white snake and herring essence with the help of Zen Master Fahai. In the end, Xu Xuan escaped into the empty gate and built the Leifeng Pagoda, and after practicing meditation for several years, he left a warning word and sat down overnight."

"The poem says: The ancestor crossed me out of the red dust, and the iron tree began to bloom and saw spring.

Transformation and reincarnation, re-transformation, transformation and regeneration.

If you want to know whether there is color or colorless, you must know that it is invisible but tangible.

The color is the color of the emptiness, and the color of the emptiness should be distinct. Mo Yi recited Buddhist poems in a similar manner, and made Tang Zichen laugh non-stop, and the two gradually stepped onto the flat ground.

Mo Yi said to Tang Zichen: "But I don't know what the original form of the story here is, maybe it will be more interesting, maybe a lot of records here are intact, maybe you and I can find out some clues." ”

"Yes, as far as we know, Jinjiang has always been a region that various dynasties pay special attention to protect, because it is a rare grain-producing province in the entire Kyushu, the war has affected the least, and the civil history and county records are intact, since it is the story of the West Lake region, the city lord's mansion will inevitably have a record." Tang Zichen nodded, she was also very excited to have the opportunity to solve the mystery of this story, and she had already come to the most secret library in Jinjiang Province when she disappeared into the space with Mo Yi and reappeared.

The ancient books here are well preserved, and in order to perfectly preserve these things, the temperature here is not only close to freezing, but also the composition of the air is specially designed to corrode the pages very little, and some particularly long-lasting books are also preserved in a vacuum, because they not only record history, but sometimes they are also history.

When it came to Mo Yi and Tang Zichen, they didn't need to look at the books at this level now, and the divine light in their eyes revealed that the state of the writer of this book and the expression of writing could be reproduced under the effect of his divine element, looking at a book is not only looking at a piece of history, but also observing the state of the writer at that time, many people say that reading is like drinking tea, and how can their current feelings be comparable to just drinking tea?

After constantly shooting through the relevant books and county chronicles of that year, they still got very little, except for the fact that after a night of heavy rain that year, another night of calm did not come to too many situations, the only thing is that someone said that someone heard the roar of the dragon on the county chronicle close to Zhenjiang, but it was written as a rumor, but Mo Yi and Tang Zichen finally did not find nothing.

Seeing that the relevant books had been collected by the two of them, but they still hadn't found any clues to the legend of the White Snake, Tang Zichen's eyes flashed: "It seems that someone deliberately erased this history, I don't know if it's the cultivation world or the demon clan." ”

"In that case, I suspect there must be a record of this in one place!" Mo Yi's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Oh? You mean? Tang Zichen also reacted, and his eyes and Mo Yi looked at the east in unison, which was the location of the temple with the ownership of Leifeng Pagoda, Jinshan Temple!

(To be continued.) )