Compared with Xuandu Temple, Changsheng Temple is much more pyrotechnic.
Because the incense has been strong all year round, several streets stretch out from the front door of the temple. Tea drinkers, incense sellers, snack makers and fortune tellers are all crowded together, making it very lively.
Every festival like Lantern Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, Changsheng Temple will hold a poetry meeting, where literati and poets gather together.
After all, those who eat royal food in Xuandu Temple are still favored by the royal family no matter how cold they are. How can the Changsheng Temple compete with it if it doesn't take advantage of others?
Ming Wei and Yang Shu stopped watching the lanterns on the street and followed the people into the temple.
Someone was chatting loudly next to me.
"I heard that this year's lantern riddle festival at Changsheng Temple has set up ninety-nine and eighty-one levels. Those who pass them all can go to see Abbot Faming."
"Is it the abbot Faming who is so accurate in predicting marriage fortunes?"
"Yes, yes, yes, everyone says that the abbot is the reincarnation of Yue Lao. If you get his blessing, you can be destined to live a long life together."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!"
"Go, go, go!"
Yang Shu was moved when he heard this: "We..."
Mingwei burst out laughing: "Yue Lao is a heavenly immortal. He seems to be in a different path from Buddhism, but he doesn't know how to reincarnate."
"..." She has already said this, but it seems a bit silly to bring it up again?
Mingwei glanced at him and knew what he was thinking, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "However, the ninety-nine and eighty-one lantern riddles seem quite interesting. Let's go and take a look?"
Yang Shu was filled with joy and pretended to be reserved: "Okay!"
The lantern riddles of Changsheng Temple are divided into nine courtyards. Entering from the temple gate, one courtyard is connected to the other, all the way to the main hall.
If you can get there, you can enter the main hall to see Abbot Faming.
They entered the first courtyard.
Not far from the temple gate, there is a lantern tower.
A young lady in a red cloak stopped in front of the lamp and looked up.
The bright lanterns illuminated her elegant but slightly dull face.
Another young man in shorts walked up to her, seemed to be looking at the light, and said, "They went in."
The young lady's eyes followed the flow of lanterns, and she chuckled: "I knew they couldn't avoid this custom."
"Xiuyi, this is the outskirts of Yunjing. Their martial arts skills are not low. Isn't this too risky?"
This young lady looks exactly like Wen Xiuyi - maybe her surname is not Wen.
She said coldly: "After suffering such a big loss, should I just do nothing and go back in despair? What would you say if you asked me to come in front of my senior brother?"
The young man said: "Second Young Master can understand, after all, even the master of Xuandu Temple has taken action."
"So what? Our Wumen can't compare to Xuandu Guan?"
"That's not what I meant..."
"Don't waste time. As you said, this is the outskirts of Yunjing. We don't have much time. No matter whether we succeed or not, we must leave tonight."
"yes."
...
Time passed little by little, and no one came to the appointment on Mingyue Bridge.
Su Tu gradually stood numb until a Hu musician stopped next to him, seemingly accidentally.
"Sir, forget it."
Su Tu didn't move.
The barbarian musician lowered his voice: "My subordinates have prepared their mounts. You can't delay them any longer."
Su Tu said: "The Lantern Festival has not passed yet."
The barbarian musician was a little anxious: "Sir! As you promised, we can wait until the Lantern Festival at most."
"I told you, the Lantern Festival has not passed yet."
The barbarian musicians couldn't compete with him, so they could only take a step back: "Okay, my subordinates asked them to wait a little longer."
At this point, he should have left, but seeing King Khan like this, he couldn't help it.
"Young master, I'm just a maid. If you really want it, I can buy you many beauties. It's not worth it."
Su Tu finally turned his eyes and looked at him coldly.
Under his gaze, the barbarian musician couldn't help but shrink back.
"I know what you are thinking." Su Tu said softly, "My grandmother is a Central Plains woman, and my mother is also a Central Plains woman. If I marry another Central Plains woman, will the grassland blood still exist?"
His cold voice rushed over, gradually taking on the coldness of iron and blood: "But I tell you, no matter who the mother of my child is, he must be the strongest to become the master of the grassland."
The barbarian musician opened his mouth, intimidated by his momentum, and finally responded with only one word: "Yes."
Su Tu looked at the gradually dwindling river lights and closed his eyes, feeling indescribably sad.
At this time, she probably won't come.
only...
"At the lantern riddle party in the temple, someone broke into the ninth courtyard!"
"Ah, wouldn't it be that we can see Abbot Faming right away?"
"Yes! I'm so envious. I heard that Abbot Faming is a Yue Lao who descends to earth and can help people draw marriage lines."
"Let's go take a look."
Su Tu raised his head and looked into the temple.
"Marriage line..." He murmured and repeated these three words, and involuntarily raised his legs and walked over there.
...
Ming Wei and Yang Shu rushed through together.
There are nine courtyards, and there are nine lantern riddles in each courtyard.
At first, it was a normal crossword puzzle, and anyone who had read a few years of reading would be able to answer it.
The further back you go, the deeper the puzzle becomes, and the number of people gradually decreases.
When we arrived at the fifth courtyard, the puzzles were so unbelievable that even many talented people who had read poetry and books were stumped.
"There is a beast in the East China Sea that can eat people. What kind of beast is it?" The scholar who drew this riddle read it out loud and stared at the monk guarding the lamp in disbelief. "What kind of riddle is this? You really didn't mean to make things difficult for me.
?"
According to the rules, everyone who draws a riddle can only guess it by himself, but cannot tell it.
But because there were so many people who passed this level, people couldn't help but wonder if there was an answer to the riddle, so the lamp-keeper monk simply let him read it out.
"Donor, this riddle can indeed be answered." The lamp-keeping monk replied with his hands together.
"Then answer your question and let me see!" The scholar said aggressively.
"Yes! You answer one!" shouted the onlookers who were also kicked off. "Who knows if you deliberately created a riddle with no answer, just because you don't want us to see Abbot Faming."
The monk keeping the lamp just laughed at first, but later more and more people started to boo him, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"donor..."
"It's Chi Jiao." A clear and beautiful voice suddenly sounded.
The monk keeping the lamp looked at the source of the sound in surprise.
The crowd parted, and a handsome young man who was "superior" came out first. He stretched out his hand to block the way, making way for the girl behind him.
Under the light, the girl looked calm and said slowly: "There are clouds in the mountains and rivers, and there are beasts in the East China Sea, with human faces, dolphin bodies, scales, and dog sounds. They are called red cunning. The Nanshui Jing also says that cunning people are fierce, among them
The red ones can eat people. Therefore, the man-eating beast in the East China Sea is called red cunning."
The audience was stunned. The questioning scholar searched his mind and couldn't find these two books. He thought that he was knowledgeable, even if he hadn't read it, he should have heard it, so he asked: "What book is this?"
?Why has Xiaosheng never heard of it?"
"Shanshuilu is an ancient travelogue, and Nanshui Jing is a Kanyu book." The other party replied calmly, "These two books are useless for academic examination. It is normal that you have never heard of them." (To be completed.)