It took half an hour for the wind and waves to stop.

The Qiantang River rolled and returned to its usual place, and after a while, the fisherman had the audacity to salvage the boat ashore, but there was no one on board.

Su Yang sat in the teahouse, sitting next to Lao Jun and Xiao Jun, Zhang Cuishan was in the adjacent room, asking the monk some things, the small two ends of the teahouse came with tea, and the three of them each took a bowl.

"His Holiness Maitreya. ”

Xiaojun called Su Yang, in the days when Su Yang left Hangzhou to go to Jinhua, he recovered from his illness and became a healthy person The news was learned by the White Lotus Sect, and in the mouth of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, he knew that Su Yang was the savior Maitreya of the White Lotus Sect, and Miss Lei and his affairs were written into the "Gospel", and the two joined the White Lotus Sect together.

"There's no need to call me that. ”

Su Yang said: "You still do the same as before, just call me sir." ”

After all, Maitreya is the name of Maitreya Bodhisattva, at the beginning, Su Yang agreed with this Maitreya title, because the White Lotus Sect believes in Maitreya, but now that Su Yang has controlled the White Lotus Sect, then the title of Maitreya Venerable can gradually go, and Maitreya will be changed into the future.

Xiao Jun naturally obeyed his fate, called Mr., and thanked Su Yang for his kindness in rescuing Lao Jun on the river.

"You are holding incense paper candles today to worship the god of the river?"

Su Yang asked.

Lao Jun nodded, sighed, and said: "In the past two days, the river has been turbulent, the water waves are shaking, from Hangzhou to Jinhua this waterway, there have been hundreds of ships capsized, as for the loss of lives here, I am afraid there will be thousands, we call the day on the river, the earth is not spiritual, can only be pinned on the body of the river god, last night all the way twists and turns, barely to Hangzhou, today we will hurry to the sacrifice, I hope the river god blesses, so that we can be safe on the water." ”

Su Yang knew that ordinary people like them, when faced with supernatural phenomena, all they could do was to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha, whether it was Maitreya or Jiangshen, as long as they could help them, they would worship.

The three of them sat here drinking tea, and it didn't take long for Zhang Cuishan to push the door and walk straight to Su Yang's side.

"These monks have great ambitions, trying in vain to infect the divine power of Middle-earth. ”

Zhang Cuishan said: "The Yangtze crocodile who is making trouble here today is not the dragon god of the Qiantang River, but the water god of the West Lake, this monk has been eyeing people early, and knows that the divine power of the Middle Earth cannot be touched by him, so he united the thieves here, let the thieves set up a wedding hall here, and he went to catch the water god over there, just wanted to let the water god submit, and did not want to be dragged by us on the shore, and the water god took the opportunity to escape, so that he could suffer from it." ”

Speaking of these, Zhang Cuishan said: "In the past two days, the waterways in Hangzhou have been turbulent, and the weather has been cloudy and sunny, which has caused the boats on both sides to capsize, which is the reason for the battle between the monk and the water god. ”

However, the turmoil on the river, which cost thousands of lives, may be caused by the battle between the monk and the Yangtze crocodile on the river.

The weather in Hangzhou in the past two days is indeed very strange, when Su Yang returned here from Jinhua, Hangzhou was full of smoke, and then it was rainy, but at night it was sunny again, and today the sky is very clear, this kind of celestial phenomenon is contrary to the truth of Emperor Wen learned by Su Yang, and Su Yang has not had time to rectify it, and he already knows the reason.

The water god of West Lake......

Su Yang smiled slightly, this can be regarded as living next to Su Yang.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Su Yang asked.

The monk is still alive.

"Tonight I chartered a small boat, put this monk in the boat, and threw it on the West Lake. ”

Zhang Cuishan said: "I will use the Wudang method to inform the water god and let the West Lake water god deal with it." ”

That's a good idea.

"Have you ever asked about your brother's whereabouts?"

Su Yang asked.

Zhang Cuishan nodded and said: "It's not clear, after these monks came to Middle Earth, they settled down in the four homes, he just said that according to him, the Lu family in Hangzhou also has a monk, but that one monk lives in a shallow way, and there are people from the Lu family who worship there, and this monk has not met with others." ”

Wudang's cheats were taken, and the point behind it was the monk, Zhang Cuishan naturally had to start from the monk, the monk of the Lu family was already listed as a suspect when Zhang Cuishan knew about it, but it just needs to be investigated to see the authenticity of this monk.

"But the Lu family who wants to paint the portrait of the Eight Immortals?"

Su Yang asked.

"Exactly. ”

Zhang Cuishan replied.

Su Yang had some more opinions about the Lu family.

The Lu family is one of the original six thieves Lu Boyuan handed down, in Hangzhou here there are many properties, the family is not expensive, because there has been no son in the family, so to the Eight Immortals Temple to ask for a son, with 100,000 taels of silver to make a temple for the Eight Immortals, with 100,000 taels of silver to make a statue of the Eight Immortals, so that the face of the whole Eight Immortals, such begging, sure enough, let the Lu family have a child, and now is recruiting painters.

The Lu family has already set a painting worker, which is probably from Liu Ke, the protagonist of Liao Zhai's "Wumen Painter".

And Su Yang is competing.

The head of the Lu family believes in the White Lotus Sect, is a believer in the White Lotus Sect [Longhua School], and is now also a person who recites the Old Testament and sings the gospel.

Lu Boyuan, the head of the Lu family, is famous for his unclean hands and feet in the imperial court, but Lu Boyuan probably took some things from the imperial court and asked the people of the imperial court to commit themselves to the Lu family's door and inside the Yu family restaurant to check the news of the Lu family, because these also led to Yu Jian's death.

There is also a monk enshrined in the Lu family.

This Lu family is really not simple.

Su Yang felt that he wanted Zeng Zhiming of the Longhua faction to investigate the roots of the Lu family and see what was strange in the Lu family.

"Miss Zhang, when it comes to the monks, you must not be traded. ”

Su Yang persuaded Zhang Cuishan and said: "About the Lu family, he and my subordinates just happened to be a little involved, first by my people to investigate, the Lu family is going to paint the portrait of the eight immortals is imminent, I am also in it, after a few days, I may be invited to go to the Lu family to try the pen, and at that time, I will explore in detail, so as not to break in rashly and startle the snake." ”

Although Zhang Cuishan's cultivation is not shallow, but compared to the monks who can pass through the Erlong Pass and come to Middle Earth from the West, there must be a difference.

Zhang Cuishan's descent from the mountain this time is also a tempering, from the empty eyes that just came down the mountain, to a few somersaults here in Hangzhou, she already knew that her cultivation was still not enough to see in this world, so after hearing Su Yang's words, Zhang Cuishan could only nod.

After sitting here and drinking the tea, Su Yang stood up and prepared to settle the bill.

"Venerable, let me settle the bill. ”

Lao Jun hurriedly got up, went to the shopkeeper, took out the copper coin from his sleeve, and gave a handful to the shopkeeper one by one.

Su Yang stopped behind, let Lao Jun count the money clearly, and settled the accounts for Xiao Er, before walking towards the outside of the teahouse.

For Lao Jun's family, Su Yang has done it several times, saved their lives, cured their illnesses, and for Lao Jun and Xiao Jun, they also owe Su Yang kindness in their hearts, so that they spent this money, but it made them feel more relieved.

After walking out of the teahouse, Su Yang did not go to the Shiqian Temple in Qingtaimen, but chose to go to the Dong Family Bookstore here in Qiantang Gate, which is also the stronghold of the White Lotus Sect Maitreya Dao in Hangzhou, and the place where the White Lotus Holy Maiden Dong Black Tea and Gu Baozhu are located.

This matter about the Lu family, Su Yang wants the White Lotus Sect to investigate it well, as for the evil sacrifice in Hangzhou City, now most of the thieves have been sunk into the river, Shiqian Temple can let the people of the White Lotus Sect go to demolish it, and the remaining bandits inside can also make the people of the White Lotus Sect peaceful.

As for the Longyang Temple where Huan Hou stayed...... Men like men, this is their own business, now this era is a good male style, and there are many men who are willing to sell their youth and bend down to make money, this kind of atmosphere is not something that Su Yang can reverse, Zhang Fei wants to dismantle it, and Su Yang will let the White Lotus Sect dismantle it by the way.

Confucius Temple and Guansheng Temple, then let the people of the government come to correct it.

"Your Holiness, you have come here. ”

Old man Dong was outside the door, and when he saw Su Yang coming over, he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello to Su Yang.

"Hmm. ”

Su Yang nodded, and the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a fragrance.

The freshness and gentleness of peony, the sweetness and charm of roses, the delicate and delicate lilacs, the richness of lilies, the dryness of lily of the valley, and the lightness of chrysanthemums......

This fragrance of flowers is so familiar.

Dongshuangcheng, the fairy of Xichi, once practiced the Baihua Pill, and after taking it, he had his own fragrance of a hundred flowers, although Su Yang and Dong Shuangcheng only had an overnight relationship, but the two had already fallen in love for three lives, and at this time they smelled this fragrance again, which made Su Yang's heart throb.

It's been so long since I came to Hangzhou, and I finally have a trace of Dong Shuangcheng!

"There's a guest at home?"

Su Yang asked Old Man Dong.

Old man Dong listened to Su Yang's inquiry, and hurriedly replied, "There is a woman from the house, who came because of the Dream of Red Mansions, and is now talking with the black tea jewel in the room. ”

Dream of Red Mansions has only been published for a few days, and there has already been feedback from readers?

It's a masterpiece!

But Shuangcheng, if you want to know about Dream of Red Mansions, you should come to your husband first!

Su Yang walked towards the house, the closer he got to the house, the more the fragrance of flowers seemed to be grabbing, and he walked all the way to the front door, Su Yang paused outside for a while, and then opened the door.

There was sandalwood burning in the room, Gu Baozhu was holding a pen in his hand, Dong Hongcha was sitting on the side and drinking tea, and there was a woman's figure on the windowsill, with a green shirt and cloth skirt, neat and tidy, and when she heard someone coming in, she turned around and looked very ordinary, but those eyes were as bright as a hundred flowers blooming.

Su Yang looked at the woman's clothes and looked at its stitches, which was exactly what the Weaver Girl did.

Su Yang smiled at her.

"Sister Pei, the book of Dream of Red Mansions you want to ask about was written by my Venerable Family. ”

Gu Baozhu said to the woman.

The woman smiled back at Su Yang.