Hearing this, Jiang Guanyu's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he had caught something.

"Dad, you've seen that Zheng Yuanfeng, can you tell me what he looks like?"

"That man, he's very handsome...... Ay! Forget it, let me say I can't tell, so I'll draw him and see for yourself."

Although Jiang Chuanwu is not good at portraits, as an eight-star martial emperor, he can still draw an eight- or nine-point portrait.

Jiang Guanyu looked at Zheng Yuanfeng's portrait and said hesitantly: "Strange, this person, why do I always feel a sense of déjà vu, but I can be sure that I have never seen him."

"Don't say it, I also have an inexplicable familiar feeling, but I can't remember where I've seen this person."

Ye Shulan was reminded and muttered.

The family of three looked at each other, feeling that this was too weird.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband, it's time to eat."

While the three of them were pondering, Yu Bingqing suddenly walked in and called them to eat.

When I accidentally saw that portrait, I couldn't help but be surprised, "Husband, how can you have a portrait of my grandfather."

"What?"

Jiang Guanyu's family of three was all taken aback.

Ye Shulan was shocked and said, "Bingqing, you said that the person on this painting is your grandfather?"

"Yes, although I wasn't born when my grandfather died, my mom has a picture of my grandfather, and my mom often says that I look the most like my grandfather."

Yu Bingqing took the portrait and looked at it carefully for a long time before she said with great certainty.

Jiang Guanyu picked up the portrait and looked at it, then looked up at Yu Bingqing, and then said with a wry smile: "No wonder my mother and I think the people on this portrait are a little familiar, it turns out that it's because of you, don't say it, you two really look alike."

Ye Shulan also suddenly realized, no wonder she felt familiar, her feelings were because she looked very similar to Yu Bingqing.

It's just that it's a man and it's a woman, so she doesn't associate them together.

"Husband, you haven't told me yet, how can you have a portrait of my grandfather." Look at the book

Yu Bingqing was furious by the two of them, and hurriedly asked coquettishly.

"Bingqing, do you know how your grandfather died?"

Jiang Guanyu didn't answer her question, but asked instead.

"I don't know, when my grandfather died, my mother was still a child."

Yu Bingqing shook her head.

Jiang Guanyu and his father glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

If Zheng Yuanfeng is really Yu Bingqing's grandfather, it is very likely that he did not die, but was brainwashed by the Dark Night Organization.

The person who gave Bao Anting a jade pendant may be someone Zheng Yuanfeng knows.

And Zheng Yuanfeng should know the secret contained in the swimming fish jade pendant, so he will try his best to get it.

If so, then it seems like everything makes sense.

It's been so long, and if you want to solve this mystery completely, you can only ask Bingqing's grandmother.

In the northern suburbs of the imperial capital, there are thousands of large and small temples.

The main peak towers into the clouds, hangs alone in the world, like a sword that barbs the earth, so it is called the sword peak by the world.

On the hilt of the sword hanging upside down, there is the first temple in the world - the Hanging Temple.

It is said that Master Xuanku, the abbot of the Hanging Temple, is proficient in Zen and Buddhism, and is known as the world's first monk.

But few people in the world know that in addition to the Hanging Temple, there are two monk halls on Baojian Peak.

One is called Cihang Nunnery, and the other is Pudu Temple.

It's just that this temple is located in the depths of the dense forest behind the hanging temple, which is green and difficult to find.

If it weren't for Bao Anting who had brought Yu Bingqing to visit Kuzhu Shitai, I am afraid it would be really difficult to find the enemy.

You must know that if you want to go to Cihang or Pudu, you must first go through the entire Hanging Temple.

Without the permission of the abbot of the Hanging Temple, no one can set foot in this mysterious temple.

Baojian Peak is lonely, and vehicles cannot pass at all.

Only a winding stone staircase carved out by hand can reach the summit.

Pilgrims who go up the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha need to climb 99,999 steps to reach the Hanging Temple.

It is said that this is the only way to prove the sincerity of the pilgrims.

But even so, the Hanging Temple is still full of incense and tourists.

Along the way, you can see pilgrims supporting each other and staggering to the top.

There are even many dervishes who take their heads step by step and spend a lot of time climbing up.

After Jiang Guanyu came to this world, he came into contact with Buddhism for the first time, and he was extremely curious about this religion.

Because Buddhism in this world is not like the previous life, it is a foreign religion, but a local sect of the Eight Classics.

Jiang Guanyu took Yu Bingqing's little hand, and walked on the narrow and steep stone steps without blushing or panting.

It looks relaxed, leisurely, and effortless, and it attracts the attention of the pilgrims who are struggling to walk around them.

Jiang Guanyu is also a celebrity now, and his appearance has long been known to countless people.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he immediately used spiritual power to cover the faces of the two, making it impossible for people to identify their true faces.

didn't know that this move shocked a group of pilgrims.

Secretly sigh that the Hanging Temple is worthy of being the first temple in the world.

Even these two immortals did not hesitate to climb the mountain to pay a visit, and the heart of worshiping Buddha became more and more firm.

Jiang Guanyu didn't know that his unintentional move turned out to be another group of devout disciples for the Hanging Temple.

While pulling Yu Bingqing to stroll, he asked about the origin of the Great Xia Buddhism.

After Yu Bingqing's complaint, Jiang Guanyu learned.

The Buddhism of Great Xia is not the unscrupulous monk who got into the eyes of money in his previous life and would only harvest leeks from his followers.

Whether it is the Hanging Temple or other temples, they will do their best to meet the requirements of the pilgrims.

For example, the Hanging Temple will administer needles and medicines all year round to treat the wounds and diseases of the poor people for free.

Even, if there is a patient who is unable to climb the mountain, when his family asks for the Hanging Temple, they will send someone to go down the mountain to treat the patient.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of Buddhas, and there are countless living people.

This is also the reason why the Hanging Temple is so difficult to walk, but it is still full of incense.

Although Jiang Guanyu saw through it at a glance, this was a trick by Buddhism to win over believers.

However, it is understandable that people have been applying needles and medicines for a long time to relieve the pain of the poor people for free, so as to increase the belief in Buddhism.

Just like Uncle Liu Huang in his previous life, many people say that he is hypocritical.

But if people are fake benevolence and false righteousness for a lifetime, then they become true benevolence and righteousness.

Of course, the Hanging Temple is not just an ordinary temple for burning incense and worshiping Buddha, but a martial arts sect with eight classics.

Just like Master Xuanku, the presiding master of the Hanging Temple, is not only profound, but also proficient in medical theory and divination, and is also a martial arts powerhouse.

It is said that his cultivation had already stepped into the realm of heaven and man a hundred years ago, and now that a hundred years have passed, no one knows what level his martial arts realm has reached.

For ordinary people, it is as difficult as a rugged road to the sky, but for him and Yu Bingqing, it is like walking on the ground.

In less than half an hour, the two came to the Hanging Temple.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them reached the top, a big-eared monk came up with two little novices, bowed down and bowed: "Master Jiang and Lord Yu are here, and if they miss the welcome, don't blame it!"

Jiang Guanyu was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Yu Bingqing.

Yu Bingqing pursed her lips and smiled, and explained unsurprisingly: "Master Xuanku is good at divination, and he must have calculated that we have arrived today, so he sent this master to greet us."

The monk smiled, his eyes flashed with self-satisfaction, and he bowed again: "Amitabha, Lord Yu's eyes are like torches, and the little monk Huiyuan has been presided over early in the morning

The order of the master is here to wait for the two of you."

"How can the boy be virtuous, it is really a sin and a sin to even wait here for Master Huiyuan!"

Jiang Guanyu was flattered and thanked again and again.

On the surface, it seems to be moved, but in fact, he is secretly sneering in his heart.

He didn't believe that this master of Xuan Ku could calculate his itinerary.

The Hanging Temple was able to detect his arrival in advance, and it must have planted a large number of eyeliner at the foot of the mountain.

In this way, he pretends to be a god and a ghost, so as to show the profundity of the Dharma.

"The intention of the two donors is clear, and the host has already understood, and I ask the two of you to come with me."

Huiyuan leaned slightly sideways and made a gesture of please.

"Master, please!"

Jiang Guanyu politely and humbly.

Huiyuan no longer pushed, leading the way in front, but he always leaned half sideways, and there was no flaw in etiquette.

Yu Bingqing hesitated, and whispered, "Let's not enter the door, doesn't it seem okay not to visit Master Xuanku?"

"Master Xuanku is a master outside the world, a high-ranking monk, naturally he has already calculated our intentions, whether we want to see it or not, the choice is in the master, not in you and me."

Jiang Guanyu said calmly.

When Huiyuan heard this, a look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

As the host said, this son became famous as a young man, but he was not arrogant or impatient.

The heart is calm but chic and uninhibited, never sticking to red tape, and is a person with a deep Buddha heart.

It's a pity that his numerology is peculiar and is destined not to belong to Buddhism.

Therefore, the presiding master did not intend to meet him.

Soon, the group came to the square in front of the temple.

Hundreds of pilgrims have lined up here, waiting for the monks to administer needles and medicines.

Jiang Guanyu looked with interest at the middle-aged monk who was performing acupuncture for a plainly dressed pilgrim.

I have to say that this Hanging Temple is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Although the middle-aged monk's medical skills are far inferior to him, he is by no means a deceitful and famous, and he does have some real skills.

"This is Senior Brother Huiguo, who has loved to study medicine since he was a child, and he can get rid of ordinary minor illnesses and pains, which can be regarded as benefiting the people nearby."

Seeing that he seemed to be interested in curing the disease and saving people, Huiyuan hurriedly introduced him on the side.

"The benevolence of the healer, the rejuvenation of the wonderful hands, the merits of Master Huiguo are immeasurable, and there will be blessings in the future."

Jiang Guanyu said with sincere admiration.

Because he saw that Master Huiguo had a sincere smile and was gentle to others.

After curing the pilgrim's illness, he did not charge him a penny, and gave him some medicinal herbs for free.

"Emida blessing, good and good, the little monk and Senior Brother Huiguo thank Master Jiang for his praise."

When Huiyuan saw him praising him, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

Because the host ancestor said that this son has a special personality and mystical numerology, just like a real dragon coming to the world.

This kind of person is brilliant, golden-mouthed, and follows the law, and those who are praised by him will be able to achieve positive results in the future.

Jiang Guanyu only regarded him as a kind word, and did not take it to heart, and said modestly: "It's just a compliment, Master Huiyuan is really too polite."

If only he knew what Master Xuanku had to say about him.

I'm afraid, it won't be as calm as it gets.

Hui Yuan smiled slightly and continued to lead them forward.

Along the way, I met many monks from the Hanging Temple, all of whom bowed slightly and bowed together, neither loudly nor curiously, and seemed extremely cultivated.

Moreover, it doesn't matter whether the pilgrim is divining the hexagram, or seeking medical advice, or burning incense to worship the Buddha.

None of the monks in the Hanging Temple took the initiative to ask for money, and no matter whether the pilgrims donated money or not, they would not treat them differently.

It is really the same and all beings are equal.

Jiang Guanyu couldn't help but be in awe, this is the real holy land of Buddhism, the Sanskrit Pure Land that helps people overcome misfortune and solve problems.

If the Buddhism in the previous life could have half of its enlightenment, how could it be sprayed on the Internet

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