See Jiangshan

Gu Xuejiang flew over the rippling blue sea and landed on the cloud-shrouded Penglai Island.

He had already calmed down, as if he was shy from his hometown, he stood where he was blowing the wind.

A group of children playing by the beach saw him and stepped forward curiously.

"Why do you have wings? According to Buddhist scriptures, black wings are demon kings. Are you a demon king?"

Gu Xuejiang took two steps back, afraid of hurting them: "Objectively speaking, yes."

The child shouted: "Everyone, come and see the Demon King! It's actually true!"

In an instant, those who fished did not catch fish, those who weaved nets did not weave nets, dozens of people dropped their work and surrounded him.

"Wow, his wings are so majestic, can you touch them?"

"It's so inconvenient in the house, probably the beams have to be knocked down."

Gu Xuejiang could understand Penglai dialect, and managed to maintain a smile.

He retracted his wings: "I'm here to find Lin Duzhi."

Penglai Island sees no strangers all year round, let alone demons. Everyone is blindly optimistic and enthusiastic:

"Lin Luji, right? We'll take you there!"

Gu Xuejiang didn't expect it to be so easy: "Yes, Lin Luji."

At sunset, smoke rises from the kitchen.Surrounded by the demon king, a group of people sang and walked through the mountains, fields and farmhouses.

Baohua Temple is a small courtyard with green tiles.

"Here! You go in!"

Everyone was reluctant to leave, and still gathered at the door to watch the fun.

The gate of the courtyard was not closed, and seven or eight monks were eating in the courtyard.Hearing the movement, he quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks.

Just as Gu Xuejiang escaped from the siege of the villagers, she was surrounded by monks to look at her again.The whole monster is inconvenient to move, weak and helpless.

The leading monk cleared his throat: "Amitabha, this benefactor came to see Junior Brother Lin and claimed to be his old acquaintance, do you have proof?"

Gu Xuejiang thought for a while, and took out a prescription: "He wrote this for me, you should recognize the handwriting."

Several monks gathered together to watch, whispering:

"It's really him! That Gu Xuejiang! What should I do?"

"Let's go ask Master."

Gu Xuejiang waited nervously at the dining table, not long after, an old man in cassock came out of the Buddhist hall.

"Benefactor Gu."

"It turned out to be the master."

Gu Xuejiang leaned over to salute, but was lifted up by a force, and the master folded his palms together:

"Don't worship me when you enter the temple, it's better to worship Buddha. When you become a Buddha, I have to come to worship you."

"You are Lin Duzhi's master, so I worship you." Gu Xuejiang raised her eyebrows, "Could it be that a person like me can become a Buddha even if he goes to worship Buddha?"

The master's treasured appearance solemnly said: "Almsgiver, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"Why does it take Lin Duzhi to go through thousands of hardships to become a Buddha, and save all the people in the world; I only need to put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha?"

The master smiled compassionately and muttered words.The speed of the speech was too fast, and it was Penglai dialect, Gu Xuejiang couldn't hear it clearly, thinking it was a very profound Buddhist gatha, so she didn't ask further.

Many years later, when he was fluent in Penglai dialect than the locals, he understood the meaning of that sentence

——Only you have a lot of trouble.

"I want to see Lin Duzhi."

"Lin Duzhi is right there, whether you see it or not, your attachment will be empty." The master pointed to the lonely mountain, "Let you go."

The monk next to him whispered: "The scripture cave."

Gu Xuejiang spread her wings and flew away.

He was in a complicated mood, until he vaguely sensed Lin Duzhi's breath, he still couldn't believe it was so easy.Could it be that I came late, that person has already taken the precepts, so I am not afraid of seeing him?