If Guobei is a hell on earth, then Qiantang is a paradise on earth.

It's always so extreme in this world.

Children in the western mountains are still running barefoot on mountain roads, while those in the eastern cities are already thinking about taking a spaceship to see the starry sky.

Zhao Jingyang rode a donkey and circled around Qiantang County, tsk, how can it be peaceful and prosperous?

Sao people and inkmen come and go, and business travel is endless; The people here can't be said to be rich, at least they are all passable; Compared to Guo Bei, it is really difficult to explain.

The order is also quite good.

Generally speaking, the county order here should be good.

What's the matter, the characters in the rivers and lakes are quite honest. didn't say that when the street was killed and blood was spilled, there was no possibility that the natural people would be affected.

The catchers are quite dutiful.

Of course, Qiantang is not Zhao Jingyang's destination, he is here to find Jinshan Temple.

Jinshan Temple is on the other side of the West Lake - a large lake across the Qiantang River.

It is said that Jinshan Temple is so close to Qiantang as soon as it practices Xianzong, and I haven't seen a few monks in Qiantang County. Most of the Jinshan Temple is not very enthusiastic about preaching.

It is expected that what Long Jun said at the beginning was that Monk Fahai likes to kill demons - maybe all his energy is on monsters.

It's pretty good.

Zhao Jingyang passed by Qiantang, all the way to the West Lake, walked along the lake, to the direction of Jinshan Temple; In the afternoon, I came to a small town on the shore of West Lake.

The town is a water town, on the edge of the West Lake, and the river network is staggered.

In the evening, when we go to the river, it is a ferry.

Seeing that it was dark, I saw a flat boat coming from the water and docking under the willow tree by the river; The boatman accurately threw the rope ashore, put on the wooden stakes by the river, and moored the boat.

Then baskets of fish are carried to the shore. There was already a sturdy woman, probably the mother-in-law of the boatman, who came here with a cart and carried the fish away.

The boatman didn't leave, but stood at the bow of the boat and poured an urn of wine into the water - Zhao Jingyang sniffed the wine.

"How do you pour such a good wine into the water?"

He said.

When the boatman heard this, he smiled heartily and said, "Thank you to the gods in the water, give us food."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "The water is here, and the fish are in the water. You work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and you are all based on your ability to fish, what do you have to do with the gods in the water?"

The boatman hurriedly said, "You can't say that."

He said, "I live entirely by fishing, and I must not be feared."

Then he smiled and said, "Sir seems to be a scholar, and scholars worship ghosts and gods and stay away. But the villain is just a fisherman, not as good as Mr."

He said, "Seeing that it is getting dark, where is this going, sir?"

Zhao Jingyang said, "Just walk around."

The fisherman laughed, "Why don't you come to the villain boat and have a cup of hot wine?"

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "Thank you."

And he got into the fisherman's boat.

Zhao Jingyang asked him, "You're not going home?"

The fisherman said, "It's the fishing flood, so you have to hurry up; It is enough to have a mother-in-law to take care of it at home. So I stayed on the boat, and I went out before dawn."

Zhao Jingyang understood.

The fisherman lit the stove, boiling water and warming wine, and chatted with Zhao Jingyang: "Everything is inferior, only reading is high. He is a scholar, and he is admired when he looks at him."

He said, "That boy in my family also goes to a private school. In a few years, I asked the old master of the private school to give me a guarantee, hoping to be a child who could be regarded as a glorious ancestor." ….

Zhao Jingyang smiled and nodded: "It's good to read wisely."

chatting about the scenery of the West Lake, it is gradually getting dark; Suddenly, someone outside laughed and said, "Brother fisherman, I'm here too!"

When the fisherman heard this, he was first overjoyed, and when he saw Zhao Jingyang, he showed hesitation.

shouted again outside, and he responded, "It turned out to be Brother Zhao, please hurry!"

The bamboo curtain of the black canopy was lifted, and a scholar came in.

It's just that this scholar has a watery smell on his body, which is particularly eye-catching

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The scholar came in, and when he saw that there was another person besides the fisherman, he couldn't help but pause, and then he smiled and arched his hand, "I never thought that the fisherman had a guest."

The fisherman hesitated.

Zhao Jingyang smiled and said, "The fisherman's hospitality is my cheekiness."

said, "In Xia Zhao Jingyang, your Excellency's surname is great?"

The scholar hurriedly said: "Under the surname Zhao, Xingsan, called Zhao Ji is also."

Then they sat down together and drank wine.

During the banquet, Zhao Ji frequently looked at the fisherman, as if he had something to say; But next to Zhao Jingyang, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

In the middle of the day, it was already late at night.

Suddenly, someone came from outside.

A Buddha shouted: "Amitabha!"

He said, "The boatman is there?"

The fisherman said through the canopy, "Yes."

He is a monk with a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

The monk outside said, "Poor monk Fahai, would you like to borrow a glass of wine from the boatman, can you?"

Fahai!

When the boatman heard this, he seemed to know the name of Fahai - after all, the edge of the West Lake was not far away.

In surprise, he hurriedly said, "It turned out to be Zen Master Fahai, please come in quickly!"

Lifting the bamboo forest, a great monk bent down and walked in.

Zhao Jingyang saw that this monk was young, with a little golden light in his eyebrows, and his face was very strong and heroic; Wearing a white monk's robe, a Buddha bead in his hand, and cloth shoes under his feet. It's both clean and concise.

As soon as the monk came in, he bowed to the fisherman and said, "Thank you."

That is, a palm slapped on the fisherman's chest, the golden light flashed, and there was a sneer, and a wisp of obscure ghost energy instantly disintegrated into ice.

Then ignoring the fisherman's blank surprise, his gaze first brushed over Zhao Jingyang, and then fell on Zhao Ji.

"People and ghosts have different paths, and you have come into contact with the fisherman's house without permission, making the fisherman's ghost haunted, which is a great crime; Demon, don't quickly show up in his original form, and prostrate himself to the law!"

Monk Fahai was furious, staring at Zhao Ji, as if he was about to beat him to death if he didn't agree with him.

Zhao Ji trembled and was speechless.

The fisherman finally reacted and hurriedly said, "Zen master is angry, Zen master is angry!"

He hurriedly stood in front of Zhao Ji, bowed again, and folded again, and said, "Zen Master, you have misunderstood Brother Zhao. I knew that Brother Zhao was a ghost, and Brother Zhao didn't harm me."

Fahai said: "If it weren't for that, the poor monk would have beaten him to death with one palm!"

But he said, "But people and ghosts have different paths. You have too much contact with this water ghost, and you will die sooner or later. He just didn't mean to harm you, and you have been harmed, that's a fact."

The fisherman was silent and said for a while, "Thank you, Zen master."

He said, "But if I have fellowship with Brother Zhao with wine, and he has no intention of harming me, why should he blame me? Please let him go!"

Fahai shook his head: "You and I are human, he is a ghost. Humans and ghosts cannot be separated. If he hides in the water in a proper manner and does not harm anyone, I don't bother to pay attention to him. But he has harmed you, and if I don't teach him the Dharma, it will be against my heart. Get out of the way."

The water ghost Zhao Ji relieved himself at this time and said, "Brother Yu, you get out of the way."

Then he said, "Zen Master Fahai, I have heard of you. You are jealous and hateful, and you are responsible for destroying all demons and monsters. But I'm not a ghost anymore!"

When Fahai heard this, he said angrily: "In front of the poor monk, you still dare to talk nonsense!"

Nineteen generations