"The next child, could it be that you came here to look for your relatives?" asked the silver-bearded old man. For nearly a thousand years, many people have gone overseas to do business, and some often come back to find their roots.

Piaoranzi looked at the unfamiliar buildings and corner towers, some of which were hundreds of years old, and some of which had just been built, and he couldn't find a trace of the scene in his memory. "Yes, I'm here to find my family. ”

"We have gone out of Shuicheng, there have been thousands or thousands of people over the years, no matter how good or bad they are outside, they have to come back to find and worship their ancestors. The silver-bearded old man stood up and said to Piaoranzi: "Hou Shengzi, I am the editor of the Shuicheng History Museum, surnamed Ji, when did your family go out, and where did you come from?"

"Ji Lao edited, our family is a big family surnamed Chu during the Great Song Dynasty, and my ・・・・・・ is from Shucheng. Piao Ranzi saw that the old man was very enthusiastic, and replied with a lie.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a descendant of the Chu family during the Great Song Dynasty, and you moved to Shucheng, and in the past thousand years, it has been passed down for forty or fifty generations, and it is rare that you have to come back to find your ancestors. Ji Editor nodded in approval. "Can you bring a genealogy?"

"The genealogy has not been handed down. Piaoranzi continued to lie. "I am the only one left in the Han Clan, and I want to look for the same sect here, and I have never seen it when I asked here from Beicheng. ”

"Hey, the descendant, I don't think I can find your fellow clansman. But it doesn't matter, you have to settle in Shuicheng, and the people of the city dare not embarrass you. The household secretary said.

"Yes, I compiled the "Shuicheng Mansion Chronicles" before, and I took the opportunity to visit all the people surnamed Chu in this city, and there are no descendants of the surname Chu thousands of years ago. Since the construction of the Feixian Bridge, the Chu surname Ju clan has mysteriously disappeared from Shuicheng, and this thousand-year-old mystery has never been solved. Descendants, since you are a descendant of the Chu family in Shuicheng, you can know the reason. Ji Xiu asked.

"I don't know. Piao Ranzi shook his head, "I'm in Shucheng and I've never heard of it." ”

"That's strange, haven't you heard your ancestor talk about the Water City Flying Immortal Bridge?" asked Ji Bianxiu.

"Nope. I was in Watertown, and before my father died, I was asked to look for my mother. She lives in Chujia Lane. Piao Ranzi said this, and made a final effort to find her mother's whereabouts.

"The specific location of Chujia Lane, you tell us, and we will wait for you to visit. ”

"Just four miles to the south of the north gate, two miles to the north of the south gate, there is Kaiping Temple on the left, and there is the Taiping Temple. It should be right here. ”

"The address you said is no longer available. Ji Bian Xiu pointed to the left and right: "Over there is Jingqing Temple, here is Niangniang Palace, Kaiping Temple, Taiping Temple, one was burned down five hundred years ago, and the other was abandoned eight hundred years ago." ”

"How many years has Jingqing Temple been built?"

"A thousand years. ”

"Ah" Piaoranzi listened, and her heart ached. I remember that before I left the water city, this temple, which had just been built, held a puja for the temple building ceremony. So that's a thousand years later.

"Hou Shengzi, what's wrong?" the old men asked in unison, as they gathered around him.

"Have you ever been to Jingqing Temple?" said Ji Bian.

"Yes, in childhood. Piaoranzi nodded. "I want to go to Jingqing Temple. ”

"After giving birth to a child, if you don't think we are slow, we can accompany you. The household registration secretary and Ji Bian Xiu said in unison.

"How dare you have a hard worker. ”

"We're fine anyway, just go with you, if there's anything we need to serve, just say. ”

"How dare you" Piao Ranzi hurriedly waved his hand, how could he, a young man in his twenties, let two seventy or eighty-year-old men serve?

"You're welcome. "Ji Bian cultivated. "If we can meet the descendants of the Chu family thousands of years ago, of course we have to serve. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare I, how can I be, when you two mention the word service, wouldn't it break my life?"

"Let's go, talk on the road. "Ji Bian cultivated.

The three of them walked east to Jingqing Temple.

"I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"In Xia Chu fluttering. As soon as Piao Ranzi spoke, Ji Bianxiu stopped: "So coincidental, you are also called Chu Piaoran?"

"Why, there are people with the same name as me? Even if there are people with the same name and surname, it is not surprising. Piaoranzi said.

"Yes, you don't know yet. "Ji Bian cultivated. "The ancestors of your Chu family, but you have a great favor to Shuicheng. Therefore, it is not too much for us to say that we are serving the descendants of the Chu family. ”

"The ancestors are credited, how dare the descendants invite credit. Piaoranzi said.

Jingqing Temple is not far away, the three of them arrived in front of the temple, the little novice greeted each other from afar, recognized Ji Bianxiu, and folded his hands, "Amitabha, three donors, please go to our temple for tea." ”

"Let's just go for a walk. Ji Bianxiu led Piaoranzi into the temple gate, wandering around the Tianwang Palace, Daxiong Palace, Guanyin Pavilion, Ji Bianxiu introduced: "Jingqing Temple has been built for a thousand years, and the incense is vigorous. ”

In the Guanyin Pavilion, Piaoranzi looked at the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva and had mixed feelings. That year, on the bank of the Huiyang River, in the splendid pavilion, she was the one who spent herself in the Western Heaven Elysium. In Jinyun Mountain, I almost encountered her again. A thousand years have passed, things are not people, Shuicheng is still the same, people are all different, these, these, are all things he never imagined.

"Chu Housheng, the Guanyin of this temple is very effective, do you want to bow down?" Ji Bianxiu picked up the high incense and asked Piao Ranzi.

"How?"

"Just a few days ago, many people in the city saw Guanyin Bodhisattva descending to earth and walking in the water city. Ji Bianxiu handed Piao Ranzi three high incense, and the three of them came to the statue, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and bowed three times with their palms together.

The three of them came out of Jingqing Temple, and Piaoranzi asked, "When I came just now, Ji Bianxiu said that the ancestors of the Chu family had made great contributions to Shuicheng, but I don't know what the ancestors did?"

"It is the practice of the city to continue the compilation of the "Shuicheng Prefecture Chronicles" every ten years, the "Shuicheng Prefecture Chronicles" every 50 years, and the "Shuicheng Prefecture Chronicles" every 100 years. Twenty-five years ago, I caught up with the revision of 50 years, and five years ago, I caught up with the 100-year reconstruction, and I have been dealing with local chronicles all my life, and I know the stories of local people very well. Ji Editor Xiu was very proud when he talked about this, as if he could catch up with the compilation of Shuicheng Chronicles for the second time, it was really difficult, even if Shuicheng was too guarded, when he saw him, he had to be respectful.

"The ancestor of your family, hehehe, coincidentally, you and his old man have the same name. Fortunately, you are in Shucheng, and there are forty or fifty generations apart, and those who don't know are not to blame, so you can't be convicted of great disrespect. His name is also Chu Piaoran. When Ji Xiu said this, Piao Ranzi chuckled in his heart.

"May I ask Ancestor Chu Piaoran, what good deeds must he have done, right?"

Of course, when he did this great good deed, he soared in the day, which was seen by many people at that time. "Ji Bian cultivated. "To start from the roots, I take you to a place, and you also visit. ”

"Where?"

"Chu Housheng, you will know when you go. The household registration clerk said. "If you talk about your ancestors back then, no one in Shuicheng knows, and everyone doesn't know, and everyone gives a thumbs up. ”

Piao Ranzi followed the Ji editor and the household registration clerk to the east of the city. Out of the city, it was almost noon, Ji Bian Xiu mentioned that he had something to eat and left early, and the two old men couldn't walk anymore.

There happened to be a refreshment shop on the side of the road, and the guy inside saw Ji Bianxiu and hurriedly came over to say goodbye: "Old man Ji, you don't know me, do you?"

"Forgive me for being clumsy, I remember you. ”

"I'm Sun Erxiao from Sanlidian, you compile the government chronicles, interview local legends, and live in my house, this refreshment, count me as filial piety to your old man."

"How can that be, I can't help it" Ji Editor saw the delicate pastries and tea brought by the guy, and hurriedly excused himself.

"Old man Ji, where are you going?"

"Take Chu Housheng to visit the exploits of his ancestors. Ji edited a finger fluttering.

"What? He is a descendant of the Chu family a thousand years ago?" Sun Erxiao looked Piaoranzi up and down, "Isn't there no descendant of the Chu family in Shuicheng?