After Wu Hua thought it over, she left the guest house, stopped a little Taoist priest passing by on the road, and asked the little Taoist how to get to the town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain that is the closest to the Taoist Temple of Quanzhen Sect.

Because the little Taoist was stopped by someone to ask such a question, he was taken aback for a while and didn't know how to answer. He felt a little embarrassed, touched his head and said, "Master, I really don't like this." It's too clear, let me find you the living map in our Taoist temple, you wait for me here, I will go back!"

After finishing speaking, the little Taoist left in a hurry.

Wuhua was dumbfounded by the accident, but she had no choice but to wait here.

After a while, the little Taoist priest hurried over with a person, and when he was approaching, Wu Hua could still hear a few complaints.

"Why are you dragging me there? You can't explain clearly..."

"Oh, you'll know when it arrives later, let's go!"

……

Not long after, they came to Wuhua, and the little Taoist priest who asked for directions said to Wuhua out of breath, "Master Wuhua, I brought you a man. If you want to ask anything, just ask him." ha!"

Then, he turned his head and said to the little Taoist priest he had pulled over just now: "Zhiwen, in a while, Master Wuhua will ask you the way, please answer carefully!" Then he turned his head and said goodbye to Wuhua: " Master Wuhua, if it’s okay, I’ll take my leave first!”

Before he left, he gave Yan Zhiwen a vicious look. Seeing his eyes, Yan Zhiwen lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "I see, I see, why are you so fierce, really!"

Seeing this, Wuhua couldn't help shaking her head and smiling slightly.

Later, Yan Zhiwen seemed to come to his senses. He raised his head, looked at Wuhua with innocent eyes, and said, "By the way, Master Wuhua, why are you going? I heard from my brother that you want to ask for directions. Where are you going?"

Wu Hua said: "The poor monk wanted to go to the town at the foot of the mountain to inquire about Master's whereabouts, so he asked the Taoist priest just now, where is the nearest town to the Taoist temple?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhiwen couldn't help but smile triumphantly, and he said to Wuhua confidently: "Oh, Master Wuhua, you have found the right person. No one can compare with me, Yan Zhiwen, in this town near Zhongnan Mountain." More familiar! Let me tell you, the town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain is the nearest town to our Taoist temple, Anping Town. However, it is said to be the closest, but it takes at least a day to go back and forth. Go out from the gate of our Taoist temple and follow the main road Go south all the way, and you will arrive in half a day!"

Wuhua sincerely thanked Yan Zhiwen: "Thank you, Daoist Yan, I have really troubled you a lot these days! The poor monk has nothing to repay!"

Yan Zhiwen waved his hands indifferently: "What's the matter, by the way, Master Wuhua, remember to bring some dry food to eat on the way when you leave, and there are also beasts in the mountains, try to be careful! If you are okay, I'm going to get busy first. Good luck, Master Wuhua!"

After Yan Zhiwen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Wuhua walked down the mountain alone in the direction Yan Zhiwen pointed out. He had to see for himself how far the distance was, and maybe go to see the situation in the town before he could draw a conclusion.

I don't know exactly how many hours he walked, but it is extremely uncomfortable for Wuhua to walk against the scorching sun in this scorching summer. Although he has internal strength to protect his body, the sun can't harm him, but ordinary people feel that it is hot. He also has problems, whoever asked him to practice is not a feminine internal force.

After walking for half an hour, Wuhua finally saw the crowded place. He reckoned that this place should not be too far from the town. He walked to the nearest house. There happened to be someone in the yard. Wuhua asked : "Old man, how far is it from here to Anping Town?"

The old woman who was busy with embroidery raised her head and saw a handsome young monk, so she stopped her work, walked out of the yard, and showed Wuhua the way.

"Master, look, it takes half an hour to walk from this road!" The old woman pointed to the direction and said to Wu Hua.

Wuhua nodded to show that she understood, then thanked the old woman and set off again.

After walking for less than half an hour, Wuhua could vaguely see the majestic city wall, and Wuhua couldn't help being overjoyed, it seemed that she was about to arrive.

Wu Hua quickened his pace, he didn't want to sleep on the street tonight, so he had to go to the town to check the situation first, and then quickly return to Quanzhen Sect, he still needs to prepare the medicine for Yang Guo tomorrow.

After a while, Wuhua arrived at the gate of the city, but there were no officers and soldiers at the gate to check the route and household registration.Although the imperial court is in chaos now, this border town under Zhongnan Mountain is not likely to be affected.

After Wuhua entered the city, she first took a look at the various buildings in the city, all kinds of goods, and the clothes of passers-by. Fortunately, there is not much difference from 300 years later, except that the accent is a little different, but basic communication is no problem.

Wuhua walked casually in the streets of the city, and when she came to the door of a teahouse, she happened to hear a few servants sitting at a table outside talking.

"Hey, tell me, where are all the monks who can come to the funeral now? There are so many temples, how come all of them have disappeared by this time?" An older man shook his head and said yes.

Another man picked up the teacup on the table, took a big sip, put it down heavily, and said, "Who knows! Besides, it's been the third day since the old lady disappeared, and I can't find her again." It's too late!"

The last person stood up and said, "Okay, let's go! It's time to go back, and it's time to delay things!"

Now, the other two hurriedly finished their tea, got up and picked up the things beside them, and left together.

Wuhua followed them, followed them to the door of a large family, but those people turned around and went in through the side door in the side alley.

Wuhua thought about it and thought this was an opportunity.So he went up and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened from the inside, and a head emerged from the crack of the door. He looked at Wu Hua and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Wuhua smiled warmly at the man, clasped his hands together, made a salute, and then replied: "The poor monk is Wuhua from Jing'an Temple in Zhongnan Mountain. Today, I was ordered by my master to come down the mountain to alms alms..."

The man suddenly realized, and said, "So I came here for alms..."

Before he finished speaking, Wuhua said again: "The poor monk Guangui's mansion is holding a funeral recently, I don't know if there is a place for the little monk?"

The man wanted to refuse: "No..." However, he suddenly remembered something, and then said, "Hey, wait a minute, little master, I'll ask our master!" After finishing speaking, the man said Close the door and run into the mansion.

No flowers and no worries, just quietly waiting at the door.After a while, the door opened again, and the man smiled at Wuhua and said, "Little master, please come in quickly, please come in quickly, our master is here to welcome you!"

After Wuhua entered, the man led the way in front, Wuhua walked and looked around, and saw that white banners were hung all around, and all the colorful things, flowers and the like were taken down, Wuhua thought it seemed to be a respectful person family.

It didn't take long to reach the hall.I saw a slightly fat, not tall, middle-aged man with a beard waiting among them. Seeing Wu Hua, the man hurried forward and said, "Master, I don't know if I can recite the Sutra of the Past Life and the Yu Lan." through?"

Wuhua nodded, and the middle-aged man immediately clapped his hands and applauded: "Great! By the way, does the little master have a dharma name?"

Wuhua replied: "The poor monk's dharma name is Wuhua, do you know this master?"

The middle-aged man just remembered: "My surname is Liu."

"Then Master Liu, do you need a little monk?"

"Master Wuhua, my mother believed in Buddhism before she was alive, and she was kind and charitable. After she passed away, I hope that there will be a monk to recite the Sutra of Rebirth to my mother for a full day and night, but I have been searching for it for several days, but I can't find it! Master Wuhua , do you think it’s feasible? As long as it’s feasible, everything else is fine!” Master Liu said sincerely while holding Wuhua’s hand.

Wuhua nodded: "I don't know when to read it?"

"Start in the morning the day after tomorrow, and read it all day and night, and the mother will be buried the day after tomorrow!"

Wuhua nodded again, but this time she didn't speak again.

Master Liu casually summoned a servant and whispered something in his ear.After a while, the servant came back, walked to Master Liu, took out a purse from his sleeve and handed it to Master Liu.

Master Liu took it and handed it to Wuhua with both hands, and Wuhua also took it with both hands. Master Liu said: "Master Wuhua, this is incense for your temple. After my mother is buried, there is still half of the incense oil." money!"

Wuhua: "The little monk is here to thank Master Liu on behalf of the master, so it's settled, the little monk will return to the temple today to Bingming Master, and he will come here at noon tomorrow. Do you think?"

Master Liu nodded: "It's possible, Master Wuhua, go slowly! Liu Quan, send Master Wuhua for me."

After Wuhua left Liu's mansion, he quickly walked back to Quanzhen Sect. He didn't expect the first business to come so soon, but he didn't have any Muyu now, so he had to buy it early tomorrow.

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