Looking at the mountains and rivers that suddenly disappeared under his feet, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but rub the little fox twice.
Seeing that Master Cheap had no intention of speaking, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but said:
"Master, where are we going now?"
"Go to the Qinhuai River to find a flower monk, ask him for a relic, and then go to the Yinshan Pear Garden."
"Relic?"
"Is it the kind of relics that are burned out of the fire after the enlightened eminent monk sat down and passed away?"
Wei Ming was surprised when he heard this:
"Where did you hear that?"
"I saw it in the storybook."
"Don't look at that thing anymore."
After giving instructions, Wei Ming explained:
"Buddhist monks basically cultivate the golden body. Ordinary fire cannot burn it. If it is burned with real fire, nothing will be left."
"The so-called relics are actually the purest incense beliefs collected by Buddhism."
"It can be used to catch ghosts, to nourish earth animals, and to decorate illusions and temper your spirit."
"The flower monk often hangs around the Red Mansion, and the relics on his body have long been contaminated by the tackiness of the world of mortals, so they are most suitable to be used to decorate the fantasy world of the mortal world."
Jiang Xuan became more curious after hearing this:
"Master, aren't Buddhist relics valuable? Why does a flower monk have so many relics on his body?"
Wei Ming turned around and showed a meaningful expression:
"Why do you think you can exchange talismans for spiritual beasts in the countryside of Sixi County?"
Jiang Xuan understood immediately.
However, after this understanding, new doubts came to mind:
"Master, it seems that the Shenxiao Thunder Talisman in our hands is not popular."
"After I released the news, I didn't see many people asking me to exchange the Thunder Talisman."
"Your situation is special."
"After your master informed Paili about your situation, Paili pushed someone out in Qiantang Town, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Prefecture to attract others' attention."
"Sixi County is located in a remote area. Since those people have more convenient options, they will naturally not go to Sixi County to exchange for talismans."
Jiang Xuan understood again.
He had previously wondered why no one came to exchange the talisman.
It turned out that someone had cut off my hair.
But it is also good to cut off the beard.
If no one came to exchange the Shenxiao Thunder Talisman, he would not dare to use the Shenxiao Thunder Talisman to fertilize the fields.
All I can say is that this wave is called winning!
The thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, and Jiang Xuan immediately spoke again:
"Master, what's going on in Yinshan Liyuan? What are we doing there?"
"You'll understand once you go there."
After taking a deep look at Jiang Xuan, Wei Ming then stopped:
"The place is here, let's get down."
After hearing what Wei Ming said, Jiang Xuan glanced at the ground subconsciously.
Then his pupils began to shrink violently.
"The smoke is in the cold water, the moon is in the gauze, and I stay in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant;
Merchants don't know how to hate the country's subjugation, but they still sing songs in the backyard across the river."
"Parking at Qinhuai" written by Du Mu is really the best portrayal of the southern section of the Qinhuai River where people sing and sing every night.
Of course, what made Jiang Xuan's pupils shrink was not the brightly lit Qinhuai River, but the steel ships on the Qinhuai River and the four-wheeled cars on the shore.
Jiang Xuan had long known from his memory that this world was in the Ming Dynasty and the Republic of China.
However, Sixi County is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the remaining side is covered by endless swamps. The level of civilization is no different from that in ancient times. Occasionally, bicycles driving through the county will arouse waves of surprise.
In places like Lingtai Town and Jiangjiacun, there are no technological elements at all.
But the Qinhuai River is different.
The iron boats in the river are emitting black smoke, the cars on the shore are roaring continuously, the rickshaw drivers are pulling the orioles and swallows through the streets where there are constant curses, and the skinny newsboys are holding snow-white newspapers and shouting loudly. An old man wearing sunglasses and playing an erhu
Everything made Jiang Xuan feel like he was in Shanghai in the 1940s and 1950s in his previous life.
In the midst of his thoughts, he stepped onto the ground, and the surrounding crowd immediately dispersed when they saw someone falling from the sky.
When they saw the Taoist robes representing the Shenxiao Sect on Wei Ming and Jiang Xuan, they became even further away.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xuan was still secretly sighing at the majesty of the Shenxiao Sect, but Wei Ming had already walked up to the handsome young monk in white who was sitting cross-legged under the Qinhuai River Gate:
"Little monk, where is your master?"
Before the little monk opened his mouth, the girl in green who was squatting next to him couldn't help but jump up:
"Brother Xiu is not a monk. Sooner or later, brother Xiu will return to secular life and marry me."
Looking at the unconvinced girl in green, Jiang Xuan, who had just been immersed in the Qinhuai night, couldn't help laughing.
"Little Taoist priest, why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"
"When Brother Xiu gets married to me, he will naturally no longer be a monk. Am I right?"
Jiang Xuan put away his smile and nodded in agreement:
"What the layman said is certainly right."
"And I believe that the layman will be sincere enough to let your brother show off and marry you."
The girl in green looked at Jiang Xuan with admiration, and then took out a handful of candies with the word "囍" written on them from nowhere:
"Little Taoist, you are right. Miss Xiu, I will treat you to wedding candy in advance."
Looking at the wedding candy thrown towards him, Jiang Xuan accepted it with a smile as soon as the Taoist robe was rolled up.
The scene of a girl chasing a monk is interesting to watch.
Jiang Xuan took the wedding candy here, but the young monk on the other side stood up without changing his expression, clasped his hands together and saluted Wei Ming and said:
"Go back to the Taoist Priest. The tutor is staying at the Guijia Courtyard today. If the Taoist priest has anything to do with the tutor, please go to the Guijia Courtyard."
After saying this, the young monk bowed to Wei Ming again, then sat cross-legged directly under the gate tower and began to recite Buddhist scriptures silently.
Upon hearing this, Wei Ming took out a Shenxiao Thunder Talisman and threw it into the alms bowl in front of the young monk, and then led Jiang Xuan into the Qinhuai River.
"Little Taoist priest, please leave me your address. When Brother Xiu and I get married, I will treat you to a wedding banquet."
Before he had even taken two steps, the girl in green raised her white and tender hands behind Jiang Xuan.
Looking back at the smiling girl in the crowd, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but be infected by her:
"Jiang Daoxuan of the poor Taoist Shenxiao sect."
After saying this, Jiang Xuan put away the fly whisk, held Yin and Yang in his hands, and saluted the girl.
However, as his voice fell, the surrounding crowd moved a little further away from him.
But the girl in green was still smiling, and she even imitated Jiang Xuan and gave him a gift in return:
"Jiang Daoxuan of Shenxiao Sect, little Taoist priest, I have written it down."
"You must also remember that my name is Liu Xiu'er and the young monk's name is Yu Duxiu. When we get married, you must come."
After saying that, she waved her hand to Jiang Xuan again, then she squatted next to Monk Duxiu with her chin in her hands, looking at him stupidly.
"Pindao has written it down."
Whispering to himself, Jiang Xuan immediately turned around and followed Wei Ming, walking towards the Qinhuai River.
"How is the mortal world?"
Standing by the Qinhuai River, Wei Ming suddenly asked.
Looking at the Qinhuai River with bright lights and bustling crowds, Jiang Xuan smiled and said:
"The world of mortals is so bright, so are our children."
"However, if you can't live forever, you can't live in a handful of loess."