It was August and the sky was clear.

In the morning, Chen Xuan was at the gate of Xi'an Da Ci En Temple, playing with his mobile phone while queuing, he was a sophomore, he was taking advantage of the summer vacation to go home and travel along the way, he had already visited several places of interest, and was ready to take the train home directly after visiting the Da Ci En Temple.

"Where's it?" roommate Lin Rong sent a WeChat message.

"The Great Mercy and Grace Temple. Chen Xuan replied.

"Damn, you won't be grief-stricken and want to become a monk, right? Don't think about it, there is no grass at the end of the world, why do you want to love a flower?"

"You're going to become a monk. ”

"Why are you running there if you don't leave home?"

"Da Ci'en Temple, the most famous and magnificent Buddhist temple in Tang Chang'an, Tang Seng presided over the temple affairs here, led the translation of Buddhist scriptures, founded one of the eight major sects of Han Buddhism, the only knowledge sect, and became the ancestor of the only knowledge sect. The scriptures retrieved by Tang Seng from his journey to the west are also stored in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Great Ci'en Temple.

"Oh, I forgot about it, anyway, you can't just think about it. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable. ”

"Haha, speaking of Tang Seng, I suddenly remembered that when the freshmen reported and heard your name, they laughed at you, not Chen Xuan, but Chen Xuanzang. ”

"Go, go, go. "Tang Seng's common surname is Chen, and his legal name is Xuanzang, so Tang Seng is also Chen Xuanzang, and it is really bad enough to call Chen Xuanzang Chen Xuanzang.

"I don't want to use you, don't think about what you have and don't, just play to your heart's content. ”

Actually, it's no wonder that Lin Rong is so worried, after all, Chen Xuan's vigorous confession eight days ago, which was known to the whole school but ended in vain, was too hard.

Chen Xuan is a literature major, and because he participated in the literary club, he was fortunate to meet Hua Lin Zhiruo of the Department of Literature. She is like the ladies of the ancient scholarly family, knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous, and with a slight smile, she gives people a feeling like a spring breeze.

The first time he saw her, Chen Xuan had a heart-warming feeling, and with the contact again and again, he was even more infatuated. Chen Xuan took advantage of some activities in the club to take the initiative to contact her, and gradually became acquainted. Even over time, there was an illusion that she seemed to have a good impression of herself, and that she might be in love with herself.

After plucking up the courage many times, Chen Xuan finally decided to confess, and after the three roommates knew, they gave him ideas together, from writing poems and sending flowers at the beginning, to spreading roses on the road, to singing love songs on the radio, and blowing bigger and bigger. Chen Xuan was also inspired to be heartbroken, as fearless as eating a leopard's gall, and finally agreed on a rather bold way: downstairs in Lin Zhiruo's dormitory, use a candle paper bag, put it in a big heart shape, stand in the middle of the heart, play the ukulele, and sing a song "The Moon Represents My Heart" to her.

The moonlight is like water, the candle paper bag is hazy, and the picture is beautiful, although Chen Xuan sings in general, but the atmosphere at that time is really romantic. Many girls in the girls' dormitory building were moved and encouraged by him, and at that moment Chen Xuan felt that he was about to have the whole world.

However, Lin Zhiruo came down from the dormitory and said to him, but he fell from heaven to hell in an instant: "I'm sorry, we are not suitable." At that moment, Chen Xuan also understood a truth, even if the whole world supports you, if she doesn't support it, it doesn't make any sense.

It is very common for Lin Zhiruo to be rejected for confession, but firstly, Lin Zhiruo is too famous in school, and secondly, Chen Xuan's confession is too sensational, so it quickly brushed the headlines of the school forum. So much so that in the next few days, Chen Xuan walked in every corner of the school, and some people would recognize him, some pointed, some snickered, maybe there was no malice, just a joke, but it still made Chen Xuan a little embarrassed, after all, people still have to save face, let alone when they are out of love.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Xuan chose to take advantage of the summer vacation to travel home along the way and adjust his mood, and the experiment proved that it was still effective, at least now he feels much better.

"There are too many people, right?" Chen Xuan looked at the long queue in front and back, and sighed, the fame of the Great Ci'en Temple is so big?

"It's not usually so lively, even if it's National Day, there won't be so many people, but these days are more special. A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face in front of him said with a smile.

"Why?" Chen Xuan was stunned.

"Didn't you read the news, a few days ago, during the heavy rainstorm, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Great Mercy and Grace Temple was struck by lightning and toppled a wall, but inside the wall, a box made of gold was found, and there was an ancient sheepskin scroll in the box. The age of the experience is too long, the sheepskin scroll is tattered, and the pictures and texts on it are also incomplete, but the sporadic information can be vaguely recognized, it is a map, which has words such as Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River, which is actually a map of the route to the west. The middle-aged man with a national character face spoke eloquently.

"And that's what I just knew. But that map must be fake, right?" Chen Xuan subconsciously thought that the map was fake, and it was estimated that the Great Ci'en Temple deliberately made such a show in order to hype. If there is a historical place name, then it is okay to say. After all, there is a real Xuanzang in history, he is the prototype of Xuanzang in "Journey to the West", and he did travel to the west to learn from it, but Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River make it clear that there is fiction in the novel.

"Little brother, you can't talk nonsense, there have been archaeologists who have tested it, that scroll may be more than a thousand years old, and it can't be faked. Liusha River and Gao Laozhuang may be real, but with the changes of the times, they have changed their names or destroyed them. The middle-aged man with a national character face said.

A tall and chubby middle-aged man interjected: "I don't dare to say whether the quicksand river and Gao Laozhuang ever existed, but according to reliable sources, that scroll should have been in the wall a long time ago, either hidden in it when Xuanzang personally supervised the construction, or hidden in the four later renovations, at least it is not deliberately hyped up now." ”

Some middle-aged women and young people around also joined the discussion, obviously very interested in this topic, after all, most of them came from this. Listening to what they said, Chen Xuan didn't even read the news, and he didn't dare to make conclusions.

Chen Xuan opened the webpage and found relevant news, as well as some research and inference, looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more his curiosity was hooked, he still didn't think that Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River really existed, it should be a fiction undoubtedly, but he was still very interested in the ancient map that was turned out of the wall, and wanted to see it.

Queue up into the Great Grace Temple, swim all the way, go straight to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, visit the Big Wild Goose Pagoda can be more, after all, it is the most famous tower of the Great Grace Temple, and it is said that the map turned out from the wall of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is also placed on the second floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

To climb the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, I had to buy an additional ticket, and I finally bought a ticket and lined up to go in, and went up to the second floor, only to see a large number of tourists standing on tiptoe and pulling their necks to look at the west wall. On that wall, there was an ancient map of broken Lanlan.