The tall city wall stands tall, covered with moss on the blue-gray stone bricks, the city gate that has faded and vermilion is opened, and several soldiers are bored to be on duty at the city gate. A plaque is hung on the wall of the city gate and the three words are still marked with gilding traces, but now the gold color has faded and has restored its original blue-black color.

Zhang Ying rode on the back of the Red Tide and walked towards the small town. The pedestrians on the road avoided them, but no one finally shouted "monster". When the lazy soldiers saw this scene, they immediately became excited and grabbed the weapons in their hands.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my Jinzhu City?" the young soldier led by shouted.

"I came from the Songling Mountains Hujuguan and wanted to go into the city to rest." Zhang Ying replied.

The officer and soldier looked up and down at Zhang Ying and said, "You should be a practitioner. Don't be wild when you enter the city. There are also masters from the 'Tianzhu Temple' in our city!"

Zhang Ying said repeatedly: "I know! I know!" The god was pitiful and finally there was a place to accept them! Riding a tiger into the small town, with houses standing next to it, and there was a small platform with tiles covering the roof, about one meter in radius. Some people sing operas on the platform, and a group of young and old watched and applauded.

Not far away, someone on the other station opened a lecturer, and when the sky was falling, it caused the audience to exclaim in surprise. There were also two people on the stage to talk about crosstalk, which made the audience below smile.

There are also those who perform big stones on their chests, those who sing folk songs, and even one who splashes ink and writes on the stage!

Zhang Ying was interesting and stood under the stage where she was singing. The performers on the stage suddenly saw someone riding a big tiger, and they didn't get out of breath and their voices were out of tune! But his strong professional qualities still made him bite the bullet and continue singing on the stage.

Zhang Ying couldn't understand what they sang, so he pulled a big brother who was so savvy and said, "This big brother? Is the city doing weddings? It's so lively?"

The man was so happy that he suddenly got pulled out of his clothes and was distracted. He was angry and was about to curse. Then he saw a huge tiger face approaching him. The red and yellow tiger eyes looked at him expressionlessly, and the heat emitted from the tiger's mouth smothered his face.

He was timid! The final stubbornness prevented him from falling to the ground directly.

"Brother? Are you asking you, brother!" Zhang Ying had to remind him.

He was immediately awakened and said, "This person must have never been to our Jinzhu City! This is not a happy event in front of him. This is the characteristic of our Jinzhu City. The newly built platforms in Tianzhu Temple are for everyone to show their talents for everyone to see. These are free and cost-free. Sometimes Tianzhu Temple even invests in sponsoring these activities."

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He paused, and turned a little to the tiger's head and continued, "Customers come to the city, so you might as well appreciate it. This is our specialty after all."

It's really interesting. This city is actually vigorously developing the tourism industry! Zhang Ying shook his head and drove Chichao away. After Chichao left, the man fell to the ground with a thud...

There are also many wine shops, teahouses and restaurants in this small town, and each venue also has its own program to attract customers, which makes Zhang Ying amazing. How much traffic is needed to drive this industry.

He led the tiger forward along the way. Although the passing people changed their faces and avoided them, that's it. There were even children who were not afraid of death following the tiger behind to watch the fun. In the eyes of the children, Zhang Ying was probably the ones who were on stage to perform.

Suddenly, Zhang Ying saw an inn next to her. The door was clean and the inside was neat, so she squeezed in with Chi Chao. Chi Chao was really squeezed in because the door was not wide.

When the waiter saw the big tiger entering the door, he was so scared that he hid in the kitchen, leaving only one shopkeeper with no way to move forward and retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Why is the guest?"

Zhang Ying patted Chi Chao's tiger's head and said, "Don't worry, this tiger doesn't eat people! Do you have any free rooms here?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked embarrassed and said, "Why do you have to find me happy? If you really want to live in this inn, I will not all of my guests."

He bowed and said, "Customers should go to Tianzhu Temple to stay. It is spacious and can also allow the big tiger to move around."

When Zhang Ying heard that, he was right, and it was not a difficult situation for other shop owners. So he said, "Where is Tianzhu Temple? Can I go and stay?"

When the shopkeeper heard that there was a show, he immediately said, "Of course! The Buddhist temple opens the door to convenience, and people like you will definitely be able to stay. The temple is located in the east of the city, and you can see it by walking along the East Street."

Zhang Ying bowed to the shopkeeper and left with Chi Chao. After a while, the waiter walked out of the kitchen tremblingly, holding a kitchen knife in his hand. The shopkeeper looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You have lost your monthly salary this month!"

Walk down the East Street, and the more you walk, the more remote you become. A yellow wall temple appeared at the end of the road, and a little monk was sweeping the floor. On the gate of the temple, there were three big words "Tianzhu Temple".

‘What a big tone! The people in this temple must not know where Tianzhu is!’ Zhang Ying thought to himself, he didn’t know if there was Tianzhu in this world.

Seeing Zhang Ying bringing a tiger to him, the sweeping monk stopped working and said to him bluntly: "Why are you, a person, coming out with a tiger like this? You don't need to be led by a rope. What if you hurt someone?"

The tiger's body is three meters long and its tail is four meters long. Can it be held by a rope? This little monk's mind is not very good.

"I am a traveler passing by. I want to stay for a night, but I don't know if it's convenient for the little master." Zhang Ying said with a smile.

The little monk was stunned when he heard Zhang Ying's words, and then he turned around in an incredible tone and shouted: "Master! There is a Taoist priest here who wants to borrow from our temple!"

After a minute, he shouted out in a loud voice: "Who is it? Which wild Taoist is so brave and dares to come to my Tianzhu Temple to find happiness!"

The monk who came out had a big bra and thick waist, had a well-developed muscles, and walked wildly. When he came out, he stared at Zhang Ying with a nose.

"It is you, the Taoist priest, who is happy to find us?" the sturdy monk shouted.

Zhang Ying was confused and staying normally, why did he be happy to find them? Zhang Yinggong bowed and said, "I am a disciple of Huju Temple in Songling Mountain. When I pass by Baosha, I want to stay, but why did I become happy to find them?"

The strong monk immediately shouted: "You are a Taoist priest, come to the monk temple to stay, aren't you looking for happiness?"

Zhang Ying was silent. Could it be that there was a dispute over Buddhism and Taoism in this world? Before he could speak, he heard a calm voice coming from it: "Impurity, don't be rude!" After the words came, a serious monk walked out of the door and turned his eyes to Zhang Ying.

He looked up and down at Zhang Ying and said, "Since you want to stay, come in. But this temple does not provide you with vegetarian food." Zhang Ying bowed and agreed. Then he followed the monk into the temple gate.

When I entered the temple gate, I saw a hall with a statue inside. I don’t know who was worshipped. The pine and cypresses in the temple were like forests, covering the sky and the sun, but it was terriblely quiet and no one seemed to come and go.

Zhang Ying looked around and suddenly asked, "How many people are there in this temple?"

The monk Pingshan, who led the way in front, ignored him and told him when he took him to a small courtyard: "You go and rest, you can leave tomorrow morning." After that, he ignored Zhang Ying's reaction and left on his own.

Zhang Ying shook her head and entered the yard. The yard is not big, surrounded by three houses. Zhang Ying chose one of them and moved in. After entering the room, Yiwu Jiuqi emerged from the tube and said a little angrily: "This monk is really rude."

Zhang Ying sat down cross-legged and said, "Is there anything wrong with me coming here to spend some time?"

Yiwu Jiuqi shook his head, he didn't know either.

Zhang Ying had known for a long time that Huju Temple is a Taoist lineage, and there is Taoism in this world. But there is no Taoist celebrity, such as Li Er, Li Yuko, Zhuang Zhou, etc.! Not to mention Taoism, a product derived from Taoism, has no trace.

Similarly, even if there are Buddhists in this world, there should be no Buddhas such as Sakyamuni.

There are many differences, but is there still a dispute over Buddhism and Taoism?

There are very few words about Buddhism in various "travel notes" books of Huju Temple, most of which are just a few words, and there is a lot of disdain in the words.

It was getting late and no one really asked Zhang Ying to have dinner. Zhang Ying couldn't help but think, am I greedy for that stutter? If so, why not go out and see what is delicious? I'm also irritable to eat fasting pills every day.

Just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, a small bald man suddenly appeared in front of him, but it was the sweeping monk.

"My master is looking for you!" the little monk said blankly, "It's rude." Zhang Ying shook his head and followed the little monk forward. Soon, he walked into a side hall. Inside, a kind-hearted old monk sat cross-legged on the cushion waiting for him.

The little monk bowed to the old monk, then turned around and left, without saying that he would send two cups of hot tea.

"I don't know what the guest calls it?" the old monk spoke.

"I am the younger brother of Songling Mountain to watch Zhang Ying." Zhang Ying reported to the master.

"I know that Songling Mountain is a long way from here. I have never heard of Huju Temple. Is it a small school?" the old monk raised his eyebrows and said.

This old monk really can't speak! It turns out that there is a master of the disciples! This master is not in vain.

"Haha! Guests should not be angry. Look at the guests' appearance, they also come out of the deep mountains and forests. They don't know many things. Otherwise, they wouldn't come to me to stay here in a rash manner."

The old monk said, and suddenly waved his hand and two cups of tea appeared in front of him. Then the teapot automatically poured tea into the cup, and the cup automatically flew to Zhang Ying.
Chapter completed!