A few days later, Xuanzang said goodbye to the body of Elder Fa Ming, said goodbye to the monks of Jinshan Temple, kept his mother's blood book and the baby clothes he was a child in his chest, and embarked on the road to Jiangzhou City to find his mother.

However, it was said that Xuanzang came to Jiangzhou in a hurry, so he knocked on the wooden fish around the wall of the Jiangzhou Mansion and walked slowly, while shouting 'copying'. Copying is the meaning of fate. In the past three days, the officials of the government have chased him out several times, but he will come back after a while. There are two major temples in Jiangzhou, one is called Jiaoshan Temple and one is called Jinshan Temple, the people believe in Buddhism and worship Buddha, and the officials of the government are no exception.

On the fifth day, Xuanzang chanted the scriptures at the back door of the government and recited 'copying', and saw the vermilion back door squeak, and a maid opened the back door and shouted at Xuanzang: "You monk, you have been calling copying at the back door for the past few days, which makes my wife restless during her lunch break, hey, where did you come from a stinky monk?"

Xuanzang said: "The little monk came from Jinshan Temple, and he is Xuanzang, a disciple of Elder Faming. ”

As soon as I heard that it was the disciple of the elder of the Jinshan Temple, and saw that the monk was dignified and magnanimous, quite a little familiar and cordial, the girl's face became kind, the elder of the Jinshan Temple was famous in the Jiangzhou territory, he predicted the good fortune and evil, drove away the ghosts and monsters, and widely used virtue to cure the sick and save people, and the people of Jiangzhou respectfully called the elder Faming a living Buddha.

The maid smiled and said, "It turns out that you are a disciple of Elder Fa Ming, well, this is a few taels of silver given to you by my wife, don't call it 'copying' around here." ”

Xuanzang took the silver and thanked the maid, and said: "Female donor, I am hungry in my stomach, and I haven't eaten since the morning, can I beg for a bowl of fasting to eat." ”

The maid said: "My master is busy with official business these days and is not at home, my wife has always come to worship the Buddha, since you are a disciple of Elder Fa Ming, then come in with me." ”

Xuanzang followed the maid in, and the maid ate the meal with Xuanzang, and said, "Little Master, you eat here, I'll go and tell my wife." ”

While talking, I heard the sound of jade pendant jingling footsteps outside, it turned out that the lady heard the movement of the maid leading the monk in, and she came to see the flowers in the garden.

Xuanzang looked at the lady, dressed in gold and silver, beautiful as a flower, but there was a faint melancholy between her eyebrows. And when the lady saw Xuanzang, her heart was shocked, just because Xuanzang's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and body were very similar to a person.

The lady settled down, and the money went forward, and the maid hurriedly came up to help, and the lady sat down and said softly: "Dare to ask where the little master is from?"

Xuanzang concluded that this beautiful lady was his mother, and her mother's beautiful name was praised for her natural beauty.

Xuanzang didn't dare to sit down when he saw his mother, so he stood and replied respectfully: "Mrs. Hui, I have been a monk in Jinshan Temple since I was a child, and I worship Elder Faming as my teacher. As soon as he talked about the master, when he remembered that the lady in front of him was his mother, his heart was agitated, and his eyes turned red.

Mrs. Meiyan frowned, and said to the maid: "Xiaoyue, I suddenly want to eat some fruit, you go to the front street, pick up all kinds of fresh fruits and buy some for me to try." With a gentle word, the beautiful lady opened her maid and said slowly: "Little Master, why do you have red circles in your eyes when you talk about the Faming Living Buddha?"

Xuanzang said, "Because my master, Elder Fa Ming, passed away seven days ago. ”

The lady was surprised, sighed, and said, "Little Master, Elder Fa Ming of Jinshan Temple has unfathomable Buddhism, and he has passed away?"

"Yes!" Xuanzang's tears rolled in his eyes.

The lady comforted her lightly and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the little master, are your parents also from Jiangzhou?"

Xuanzang said with tears in his eyes: "My surname is Chen, my mother named me Chen Yi, and my father's name is Chen Cao, the word Guangrui. He was murdered by thieves at the Hongjiang ferry eighteen years ago, and my mother was also forced by the thieves to take possession of her as his wife. ”

The beautiful lady lost her face, and with an exclamation, she stood up and said in a trembling voice, "What is your mother's name?"

Xuanzang replied with tears: "My mother's name is Yin Wenjiao, she is the daughter of the prime minister of the Son of Heaven, she was beautiful in Chang'an City when she was young, so she is also known as Mantangjiao." ”

The beautiful lady burst into tears like pearls and said, "Little Master, I am Yin Wenjiao, and Mantangjiao is my nickname when I was young. It's just that the little master has any credentials?"

Xuanzang knelt down, tears welling up, he choked and shouted: "Mother-" trembling hands took out the blood book and baby clothes from his arms.

Yin Wenjiao took a look, the clothes were real, they were the clothes she gave her son when she threw them in the river, and then she looked at the blood book again, this time, her chest hurt heavily, this blood book is her font, but it is not the content of the blood book she wrote back then.

Someone learned her handwriting and wrote a fake blood letter, writing out the bloody case and the root cause of the year. Although this blood letter is a fake blood letter, the bloody case it says is true.

It's time to come, it's here after all!

Yin Wenjiao remembered the dream she had when she gave birth, in which an old man claimed to be an Antarctic immortal, saying that he had given this son to her according to the decree of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and told her to protect this son well: this child will be extraordinary in the future, and he will be famous all over the world in the future, and the future is unlimited-and said that her husband Chen Guangrui was killed by Liu Thief and pushed in the river, and he has been saved by the Dragon King, and he will inevitably meet and reunite with his mother and son in the future.

Yin Wenjiao remembered this dream from time to time, but a dream is a dream after all, after all, she has more elements of disbelief and less of faith. Since Guanyin Bodhisattva, who has great powers to save suffering, knew about this public case, why didn't she show mercy when Liu Thief killed Chen Guangrui?

And today, the child who was left in the river suddenly came when he grew up, and this blood letter, whose contents had been completely tampered with, proved the credibility of the dream. Everything is being pushed forward in an irreversible trend by an invisible force.

Yin Wenjiao knows that the time has come!

Her heart was like a sword strangulating, her body shook, and she was unsteady on her feet, Xuanzang hurriedly stood up and supported her mother.

"Little Master, take off your shoes and show me. Yin Wenjiao's tears saw that it was hazy, but fortunately, she was always clear.

Xuanzang took off his shoes and socks, Yin Wenjiao held on to inspect it, and sure enough, he saw that Xuanzang's left foot was missing a toe. This missing toe was ruthlessly cut off when she abandoned her son in the river, just in case the child survived in the river, so that she could have a witness of meeting in the future.

"My son, you are really my hard-working child Chen Yi. Yin Wenjiao hugged Xuanzang, sad and sad.

Xuanzang wiped away his tears for his mother: "Mother don't cry, the child has grown up, since I was a child, Elder Fa Ming taught me to cultivate the Tao and practice the body, chanting and meditating, although the child is shallow, but the strength is great, the master also named me Xuanzang because of my strength and strength, ordinary few strong men are not the opponent of the child, as long as the mother gives me a sharp blade, I ambush in the room, make a blindfold, Hou Na Liu thief is not prepared for the business trip home, the child slashes this thief, avenges the father, and avenges the mother. ”