Chapter 627: Not here, just went out.

Chapter 627: Not here, just went out.

Chapter 627: Not here, just went out.

"The canopy illuminates the village, and the auspiciousness is spreading. Grandmaster Yang has come to our temple from afar. I hope I failed to welcome you in person. I hope you will forgive me."

The clouds are as misty as the sea.

Near the top of the mountain, there is a long line of fir trees, with thousands of treetops swaying in the wind, forming layers of waves.

The abbot of Wanshan Temple came to greet him personally.

Yang Dongxiong started chatting with him.

The mountain wind is cold.

The two men who led the way fell behind and their eyes met.

They simply thought that the group of people in front of them were from wealthy families and had extraordinary strength. From their words, they were either seventh-rank officials or sixth-rank officials. They were powerful and full of vigor and vitality. Maybe they were wolf smoke or even great tiger hunters.

but……

What did the abbot of Wanshan Temple say?
Grandmaster Yang! ?

Mount Lu is located between Huangzhou and Yunzhou. In the past month, the biggest events in the two states were undoubtedly the Grand Hunting Meeting and the birthday banquet for the old man of the Xu family.

It’s a waste if the locals don’t know about it. They are too embarrassed to tell others where they are from.

"That Grandmaster Yang?"

"It can't be wrong... Didn't I see the abbot come out in person..."

"Who is the Dragon Crossing the River in front of Grandmaster Yang?"

The two of them rolled their eyes and tacitly fixed them on Liang Qu, their gazes fiery.

They had seen the portrait uploaded at the Grand Hunting Conference, and had not reacted to it before. But now, after comparing the two, they immediately locked onto it.

Meet General Yuan’s Dragon Crossing the River!
Xu Zishuai bumped into Liang Qu's shoulder.

Liang Qu touched his cheek.

Master Langyan had sharp ears and sharp eyes, so he could naturally hear the two people's whispers.

He really became a celebrity.

A rare thing.

Due to the flow of information.

Except for a few counties in Pingyang Prefecture, the name of Liangqu in many places may not be as well-known as Huangzhou and Yunzhou today.

Chatting for a while.

When they entered the temple, they saw the so-called king tree that covered an acre of land.

The ancient tree was much larger than expected. Its gnarled roots protruded from the soil, intertwining like a group of snakes. Its crown cast shadows that were as gloomy and undulating as the sea. Even Long Binglin seemed so small passing under it.

Perhaps it was not the harvest season, Liang Qu did not see any fruits in the tree crowns.

Fortunately, if you keep thinking about it, there will be a response.

Come to the living room.

"Hui Jue."

"Abbott."

The abbot called the novice monk to stand by him.

"Go to the cellar and get some newly picked podocarp fruits to entertain the guests."

Xu Zishuai was surprised.

"One ounce of silver per Luo Han Guo? How generous of you, the abbot!"

The abbot flicked his rosary beads and laughed, denying the rumor: "Outsiders have spread rumors. The Podocarpus in the temple bears fruit in October every year, and is picked for the monks to use for their practice or to entertain guests. It has never been sold outside. There is no such thing as a few taels per grain, so it can't be taken seriously."

To entertain distinguished guests.

Look at the abbot's art of speaking.

Liang Qu could feel that the abbot of Wanshan Temple had extraordinary cultivation. He had a restrained energy and was as still as a mountain. He also had a very strong physique. He probably had some horizontal training skills. He was three times stronger than Quan Linghan, the leader of the mermaids, and must have reached the advanced level of tiger hunting.

With such strength, he personally went out to greet him and even entertained him with 1,800-year-old Podocarpus fruits.

Having a master is extraordinary.

I felt like I was visiting Wuzhuang Temple and being the guest of Tang Monk and his disciples, tasting ginseng fruit.

No matter whether you know each other or not, when you come to visit, you should first earn some face.

In a blink of an eye.

The novice monk served hot tea and Huijue brought a fruit bowl.

There was a large tray filled to the brim with Podocarpus cones piled up like a small mountain, which was quite a lot.

"Why does it grow like this? Shouldn't monk fruit be as big as a fist?"

Xu Zishuai picked up one.

The fruit in my hand looks like a small gourd, one end big and the other small, half red and half green, but even the big end is only the size of a thumb.

The young novice monk next to the host said with a smile: "What the donor said must be Luo Han Guo. The fruit of Luo Han Pinus is Luo Han Pinus, and the fruit of Luo Han Guo is Luo Han Guo. Both fruits are shaped like Luo Han, but they are not the same plant. One grows on a tree, and the other grows on a vine, so naturally the fruits are different."

Make a joke.

Xu Zishuai scratched his head.

Liang Qu was curious: "Why is this fruit called Luohan?"

The young monk put his hands together and said: "The monk's head is the flower embryo, the monk's body is the receptacle, and the monk's hands are the bracts on the receptacle.

By the end of September or the beginning of October, the fruits are ripe, and the skinny 'little monk' has achieved his goal and turned into a 'fat arhat'.

After hearing what the little monk said, everyone felt that there was some meaning in it.

"Thank you for your kindness, Abbot. I am grateful to you for your kindness today!"

Xiang Fangsu and Ke Wenbin rubbed their hands together, reached out and grabbed a handful, pulled out the green parts that couldn't be eaten, and threw them into their mouths like snacks.

It is sticky and has a light sweetness, which is quite different from ordinary monk fruit and has no bitterness at all.

When it enters the stomach, there will be a slight warm feeling.

The food is good for the stomach and tastes very comfortable.

Xu greeted.

The two guides got a few pills and put them carefully into their arms with great fear and reluctance, not wanting to eat them.

One person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

From childhood to adulthood, I had only heard that there was a king pine tree in Wanshan Temple, but I never thought that such a beautiful place would fall upon me.

Fortunately, we two were the ones who shouted the loudest before we went up the mountain.

Ke Wenbin asked: "Little monk, does the pine cone beside have such an effect?"

“Not really.” Huijue bowed. “There are only three Podocarpus trees in the temple that are over a thousand years old, and the oldest of them is the 1,800-year-old King Tree.”

Ke Wenbin exclaimed: "Amazing! The fruit produced by the 1,800-year-old tree in your temple is no worse than the cockscomb fruit cultivated in Hebo."

"Donor, you are wrong to praise me. First there was the Podocarpus, then there was the Wanshan Temple. This is the wonder of the precious tree, which is not the ability of our temple. How can it be compared with the imperial court?"

Wanshan Temple is worthy of being one of the five major monasteries. From the abbot to the young novices, everyone speaks nicely.

It's a pity that there is no water essence.

A sweet taste spread in Liang Qu's mouth.

Ordinary tree species have the effect of being precious plants, and they become spirits when they grow old.

The qi-replenishing effect of the cockscomb fruit alone is better than nothing for him now.

Taste it.

In order not to disturb the people's tour of the mountain, the abbot provided simple entertainment and asked the novice monk to lead the people to their respective rooms.

There were many people in Liangqu, including women, who were assigned to a small courtyard alone.

After packing up, I was invited to have a special vegetarian meal from Wanshan Temple at noon.

in the afternoon.

When you go out, you should first see the most famous waterfall in Lushan. It would be a waste of time if you don’t see the waterfall.

Xu Zishuai made a bold statement that he would write a good poem and teach the world to sing it.

Unexpectedly, we arrived at the place.

The dozen or so people present could only manage to utter one sentence, "It's really nice," without any elegant words or poetry.

After a long day of fun, we said goodbye reluctantly.

evening.

Long Yao and Long Li were so excited that they were discussing the magnificent sight of the waterfall hanging in front of the river, while Long Eying lagged behind by half a step.

The deep woods turned into a crimson sea, and human figures flowed obliquely on the golden rocks.

Before arriving at the hospital.

The bronze bell in the temple is a masterpiece.

The last orange light in the sky sank and night fell.

creak~
Otter opened the door.

Just in time.

The sound of water gurgling and splashing never stops.

Look sideways.

The candlelight is dim.

A beautiful figure was reflected in the window, with a plump and graceful figure. She held a half-scoop in one hand and scooped up hot water to wash down.

There was a woman bathing in the next house!
When I came in the morning, the room was clearly still vacant.

Furthermore.

Since you are a woman, why don’t you draw the screen when bathing?
Long Eying coughed lightly.

The sound of water in the house suddenly stopped, the woman leaned over to blow out the candle, and the front window fell into darkness.

Liang Qu withdrew his gaze, but before he could figure out what was going on, he unexpectedly discovered that everyone was looking at him and scratched his temples.

"See what I do?"

……

Moss spreads over the walls, and tenacious weeds avoid the cold wind and remain tenacious.

Taotao cleaned up the dishes and carried them to the kitchen.

There was a knock on the gate.

"Who?"

Long Yao moved to open the door, wondering who would come so late at night. Before she could see clearly, a strong floral scent hit her nose, choking her and making her hold her breath slightly.

"you are?"

The woman outside the door looked to be over thirty years old, with a beautiful and rosy face, skin as white as fat, and she was wearing a light pink robe. She was holding a vermilion table in her hand, and a small white porcelain cup on the table. Her hair was wet, not yet dry, and the ends were slightly curled and fluttering gently.

The moonlight is bright and soft like water.

Such a beautiful woman stands alone in the cold wind, her tight clothes revealing her curves, which really reveals her beauty and tenderness, making people feel pity for her.

She Lianmei lifted her long black hair from her temples.

"I am a tourist staying here next door. I heard some noise in the courtyard earlier, so I came to say hello and make some acquaintances."

Long Yao blurted out: "Oh, you lit a candle and took a bath without pulling the screen?"

"..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Long Eying walked out of the wing room and apologized for Long Yao, "Madam, please don't blame me. This girl has been spoiled since she was a child. She has no sense of propriety when speaking."

lady!

She Lianmei felt like a sword was stabbing her heart. She looked at Qinglong Eying's face and lowered her head slightly.

"I am not married..."

"Sorry for the rudeness."

"No problem." She Lianmei forced a smile and raised the tray in her hand. "I'm visiting you today for nothing important. I cooked some Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup in my room. I can't finish it by myself, so I thought I'd send it over to make friends.

In this case, we may have the opportunity to travel to Lushan Mountain with friends. After all, the weather is cold and there are not many tourists, so the scenery is inevitably too quiet.

Did you come here alone? I seemed to hear a male voice earlier? Was it your brother or fellow Taoist?"

"That's my master."

"Is your master here?"

"No, just went out."

"Long Yao, who's here?"

Liang Qu walked out of the hall.

(End of this chapter)