Zhou Fu looked at the empty meditation room, couldn't help frowning, and went out to see that it was indeed sunset.

I have to say that the view of the White Horse Temple is really good.

This is the time of preaching, and there is no one at all?

This is too strange, Zhou Fu has never encountered such a situation since he became an elder.

Could it be Elder Zhou?

The person in the temple whose reputation is a little worse than him is Elder Zhou, could it be that the old guy fooled the monks?

After thinking about it, Zhou Fu also felt that it was unlikely, unless it was Abbot Dewu preaching, it was impossible.

While Zhou Fu was still pondering, a little monk hurriedly ran in.

Zhou Fu saw clearly at a glance that the little monk who ran in was Dao Feng, and saw Dao Feng hurriedly rush in and shouted: "Oh no! Oh no! Something big has happened." ”

"What big deal can it be? The teacher taught you that no matter what happens, you have to deal with it calmly, so it helps you think, but you actually forgot?" Zhou Fu was a little angry when he heard this.

"No, it's not...... Master ......"

"Let's talk about it, what the hell is going on?" Zhou Fu said impatiently, if it weren't for Dao Feng and a little Huigen, he would have let him get out of here.

"That...... Abbot Dewu is about to fight with someone at the gate of the temple......" Dao Feng said breathlessly.

"What?"

Zhou Fu was so frightened that he lost color from morning to night, and hurriedly let Dao Feng lead the way in front.

Dao Feng had already smoothed his breath at this time, and when he saw Elder Zhou Fu urging him nervously, he couldn't help frowning.

I just said that I want to deal with it calmly......

The two came to the gate of the White Horse Temple, and sure enough, a large group of monks were surrounded.

It's no wonder that something big happened, no wonder no one came to listen to him.

Zhou Fu's face became a little better.

I saw a large group of talented people standing outside the door, led by a scholar in a green robe, he took the lead and pointed to the abbot of Dewu and said: "I Tang Ming respects you as a virtuous and respected monk to be so polite, but it does not mean that this can shield this kind of deceptive and famous-stealing people." ”

Abbot Dewu looked at him coldly, then opened his mouth coldly and bit the talented man named Tang Ming.

"it...... What are you doing!" Tang Ming felt like his index finger was about to be bitten off.

I really didn't expect the abbot of the dignified White Horse Temple to do this, and his face changed in fright, and he wanted to withdraw his fingers, but he was bitten tightly by the other party.

Only then did the talented man behind him step forward to persuade.

"This abbot, it is true that we are offended, and please forgive the abbot, we are just looking for a monk named Li Bai, not to have a disappointment with the White Horse Temple. A talented man stepped forward and bowed.

"Yes, we also know that this is a bit excessive, but do you know who this Li Bai is?"

"There is no need to tell them this, this old bald donkey must want to protect the monks in the temple, so he is like this...... Yes...... It hurts ......," Tang Ming said with a frown.

Abbot Dewu has never let go.

Seeing this, Elder Zhou Fu walked up, arched his hand and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Elder Zhou Fu is the elder of the White Horse Temple. ”

"Elder Zhou Fu?" someone asked suspiciously, as if he had heard the name.

I really have to say that Zhou Fu's reputation in this vicinity will be faintly higher than Dewu, after all, Zhou Fu will also go down the mountain to give lectures to people who are destined to do so, leaving a lot of good reputation.

"Well, it's the old man. Zhou Fu nodded with satisfaction.

Tang Ming didn't buy it, and said coldly: "What do I care about Zhou Fu for you, Zhou Lu...... Even if Zhou Gong comes, it's a fart?"

"Below, Elder Zhou Gong, I don't know what you have to teach you?" A little monk also walked out slowly, looking at the talented man named Tang Ming with a calm face.

"This ......"

The scene was very embarrassing at one point......

Tang Ming was speechless, this White Horse Temple is really wonderful, no wonder he wants to shield the guy who deceived the world and stole his name.

Of course, none of the talented people have really seen Li Bai himself, and the monks in the temple have their own Dharma names as long as they pass the Dharma assessment, and their earthly names will soon be forgotten, and none of the new disciples who have not passed the Dharma assessment are named Li Bai.

Therefore, almost all the monks did not understand who this group of talented people was looking for.

The talented people looked at the elder who suddenly jumped out, and couldn't help but look at it suspiciously for a while.

This little monk was only about sixteen years old, how could he become an elder so quickly?

The talented people couldn't help but feel that the White Horse Temple was really a little strange, but fortunately, that Elder Zhou Fu still had some appearance, and he was not as unreliable as Abbot Dewu and this little Elder Zhou Gong.

Elder Zhou Fu was not angry, he frowned slightly, and asked, "I don't know what the person you call the person who deceived the world and steals his name has done?"

A talented man explained: "Elder Zhou Fu, do you know, some time ago, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting was full of talents, and the poems showed a grand scene of a hundred flowers blooming...... But just halfway through the poetry meeting, a poem appeared. ”

Seeing that everyone was listening carefully, the genius moistened his throat and said: "The name of this song is "Water Tune Song Head", as soon as this word came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the audience, the style of words is unique, and there is a kind of ethereal and elegant clear artistic conception. ”

When this genius talked about it, all the geniuses were recalling the scene at that time.

Countless great Confucian talents silently circulated it, but no one dared to comment on this word. It's not because it's a bad word, it's too good.

In the end, Zeng Tangfeng, the prince of Guozijian, looked at this poem, and also sighed and said, "I am far from being as good as I am." ”

Since then, it has been rumored that the Mid-Autumn Festival words have come out from "Water Tune Song Head", and the rest of the words have been wasted.

Suffice it to say that the word is influential.

But......

In the beginning, because the poem was so good, everyone's attention was focused on evaluating the lyrics, and then someone asked, what would a person who could write such a poem look like?

So there were a lot of rumors, some people say that a very famous genius saw through the red dust, became a monk, and then read countless lives to make this word......

What's even more outrageous is that some people say that this poem turned out to be a frustrated official in the officialdom, lamenting that he had no talent, and he could not display his talents, so he had a strong dissatisfaction with reality, and his mentality changed to a passive retreat from the world.

Of course, no one can confirm this statement, and not many people believe it.

The most credible one was Zhou Bangyan, saying that this word was made by a sixteen-year-old little monk, and also said that the name of this little monk was Li Bai.

After many inquiries, they faintly heard that this Li Bai was now in Jinshan Temple, so they made an appointment to go up the mountain together to expose the true face of this little monk.