The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Ding Xiang and Xu Xiaobei met in Tangqi Ancient Town.

"How's it going? Have you found anything?" One look at Xu Xiaobei's appearance, and Ding Xiang knew that there was no chance, but she still asked.

"No." Xu Xiaobei shook his head.

Ding Xiang stood on the bank of the ancient canal and took out a compass.

"Hey, are you looking for Feng Shui?" Xu Xiaobei asked curiously, having never seen the Six Void Wheel.

Ding Xiang didn't speak, she just recited the Compass Sutra silently and started the Six Void Rotation Dharma.

The willows on both sides of the canal are covered with emerald green. Behind the willows, there are scattered Jiangnan houses with white walls and gray tiles.

Xu Xiaobei was suddenly in a trance. He felt that the trees and houses were moving, as if many ancient paintings were stacked together, but not completely neatly stacked. They were rippled by the wind and flowed like the water in the canal.

For a moment, Xu Xiaobei thought he had entered the painting and everything became unreal.

Then, he caught a glimpse of a white snake shadow flashing among the water plants on the river bank.

"Over there!" Xu Xiaobei exclaimed, and when he pointed his finger there, the light and shadow had long since disappeared, just like waves in the water. This moment was no longer the same time.

"That's right, this is the path they took. Follow me." Ding Xiang put away the compass and hurried along the river bank in the direction of Qiantang City.

Xu Xiaobei opened his mouth and followed.

The two of them followed the canal all the way into Qiantang, to Wulin, crossed Qiantang Lake, went up the mountain road to the west, and went all the way to Tianzhu Temple.

The door of Tianzhu Temple was open, but there was no one inside.

Ding Xiang and Xu Xiaobei came to the backyard first.

Wuhua was leaning on the stone steps outside the pavilion, and there were several monks lying on the ground next to him.

Ding Xiang went over to check and found that all the monks had their acupoints tapped and passed out. Only Wuhua was seriously injured.

She took out a pill, stuffed it into Wuhua's mouth, and then used her true energy to pass through the acupoints to help Wuhua heal his injuries.

After a while, Wu Hua woke up quietly.

"Master Wuhua, what happened?" Ding Xiang and Xu Xiaobei helped Wuhua up together.

"You're here!" Wuhua breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his head and looked forward, with a look of pain on his face again.

Ding Xiang thought that her medical skills were not good enough, and was about to check again, but when she looked back, she realized that Wu Hua was not in physical pain, but because the pagoda enshrining the relics of Zhi Ren had collapsed.

"Who did it?" Ding Xiang asked.

"It's a monk named Huihang. He said he came from Putuo Zizhu Temple." Wuhua looked ashamed, "It's my fault, I'm sorry for Master!"

"Don't blame yourself. No one would have thought that someone would openly go to the temple to snatch the relics. Now that we know his identity, there is always some reason. Oh, by the way," Ding Xiang suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, "Have you seen a white snake?"

"You mean Xiaobai, right?"

Ding Xiang almost forgot that Wu Hua knew Xiao Bai, so she nodded.

Speechless: "I saw it. There was also a three-legged turtle, and they were all taken away by Huihang."

Ding Xiang frowned and thought of "The Legend of White Snake".

"Could this monk be Fahai?"

"It doesn't matter if it's Fa Hai. He can build a tower to hold White Snake underneath. I'm afraid he's a fake monk who eats meat and goes back to peel off his skin, eat meat and swallow snake gall..."

Xu Xiaobei was talking when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ding Xiang's face and quickly stopped talking.

Ding Xiang felt uncomfortable hearing this, but she also knew that what Xu Xiaobei said might be true, so she said, "Let's go to Putuo."

Speechless: "I'll go with you. Putuo is a holy land of Buddhism. I'm a monk, so I can talk easier."

Ding Xiang nodded and said, "That's fine, Master Zhiren's relics will always be brought back."

The three of them worked together to rescue the monk in the temple.

Fortunately, Huihang did not kill anyone in the temple. He was probably afraid of Buddhism, so he only injured Wuhua, but no other monks were injured.

Just when he was about to leave, Sister Mei called and asked if there was any news about Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang told Sister Mei the situation and said that she was going to Putuo and asked Sister Mei to take care of Wutongju.

Sister Mei pondered for a moment and said: "I heard news from Kowloon Island that the earth's veins under the sea have been unusually disturbed recently, with frequent earthquakes and signs of dragons traveling. I'm not worried about you going to Putuo alone. If something happens to you, how can I look like this? Mu Chen explains? Okay, I'll go with you."

Ding Xiang can think about it. Anyway, nothing happened in Wutong Residence recently, but Xiaobai and Xiaohei must be found. With Sister Mei here, they can discuss it with more people, and they will be more sure.

They returned to Hecheng first, and after reuniting with Sister Mei, they simply transferred a first flight to Putuo Mountain.

When we arrived at Putuo, it was already afternoon.

Westerners first went to Zizhu Temple.

Since Wuhua was a monk, he went to the inner courtyard after the announcement.

"Is there a master named Huihang in your temple?" Wuhua asked straight to the point.

The Zhike monk who received them shook his head and said: "This senior brother may have made a mistake. There are no monks of the Hui generation in our temple. The abbot of our temple is of the Jue generation, the master is of the Hai generation, and the junior monk is of the Ping generation, with the Buddhist name Pingguang. ."

Wuhua was stunned for a moment and had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that he had been cheated?

If he is really a fake monk, he will be in trouble.

"Then, is it possible that it's from another temple in Putuo Mountain that is closer to you?"

Pingguang thought for a while and said: "I don't have this impression. As far as I know, there is no monk of the Hui generation in Mount Putuo. If we look at it from the perspective of orthodoxy, the Hui generation should be a very old generation."

I happened to see a monk walking by outside, so I called out, "Junior brother Pingbo, do you know that there is a senior brother named Hui in that temple on the mountain?"

"Hui? How is it possible? From the Sixth Patriarch onwards, who dares to claim to be Hui?"

The monk who called Ping Bo came in and suddenly stared at Sister Mei, his gaze fixed for a moment, as if he was demented.

Ding Xiang and others looked strange, and even felt a little unhappy. How could a monk stare at a woman like a pervert?

"Junior Brother Pingbo..." Pingguang also felt something was wrong and reminded him.

Ping Bo finally came to his senses, but he still looked at Sister Mei and suddenly said: "This female donor, we meet again."

Sister Mei was very surprised: "Little Master, have we met before?"

Pingbo smiled: "A few years ago, we had a chance meeting at Zhaobaoshan Mountain in Yongcheng. At that time, I followed my master down the mountain and saw the face of the female benefactor. I was astonished. We meet again today. Unexpectedly, there are ripples in my heart. It's true. It's because I haven't practiced enough, and I'm ashamed to be called 'Pingbo', Amitabha!"

Sister Mei suddenly remembered that when she and Li Muchen were walking up to Zhaobaoshan Mountain in Weiyuan City, Yongcheng, two monks, an old man and a young man, came down from the mountain. Unexpectedly, they met here again today.

This little monk was quite cute. He openly admitted that he was not practicing enough. He was shocked by Sister Mei’s appearance and has never forgotten it. This is much better than those guys who are sanctimonious and hide their ghosts in their hearts.

In fact, the more this happens, the more it shows that his inner cultivation level is already very high.

Sister Mei giggled: "Little Master, I seem to remember that when you came down the mountain that year, your master said that he was going to return to secular life and marry a wife. Why did your master marry a wife himself and not find one for you?"

"The donor is laughing. Those are all Master's words to test me." Pingbo touched his bald head and replied with a smile.

Sister Mei asked: "Master Pingbo, can you help us find a monk named Huihang? We have something very important."

"What are you doing with Huihang?" A voice came from outside.

"Master!" Pingbo shouted in surprise, "Why did you get out of seclusion?"

A monk walked in from the outside with light steps. He was the Master Haikong who went down the mountain with Pingbo at Zhaobaoshan.