phoenix flower affair

"In July and a half, the gate of ghosts opens. Today is Zhongyuan, as mortals say, will you see many ghosts?" Feng Jiu asked.

Donghua glanced at her, "Don't worry, they dare not approach you."

"That's good." After a long while, Feng Jiu pointed at herself in frustration, "I'm so terrified that even ghosts will stay away from it?" Xiao Nizi suddenly became a little depressed.

Donghua chuckled, "No. It's not that you're scary, it's the immortal energy in you, which is their biggest taboo."

"Oh." Feng Jiu's loss finally faded, "No, I don't think it's good. Although they can't get close, if they stand in front of me and scare me, I definitely can't stand it." Feng Jiu thought of the past. The blue-faced evil spirit I saw a few days ago opened his mouth wide, and couldn't help shaking.

"You are an immortal, still afraid of these ghosts in the underworld?" Donghua reached out and brushed the fallen leaves from her hair.

"I'm just scared. Let's go to the temple to avoid it." Feng Jiu's eyes were shining.

"Avoid it? I'm afraid it's because the drunkard doesn't want to drink." Donghua saw her small plan. A few days ago, he was listening to a book in a teahouse in the West Lake. A capable monk, presumably she wants to see the true face of that "Holy Monk".

Feng Jiu smiled sheepishly, "By the way, there will never be any ghosts and ghosts in the temple."

"So... go to Yunlin Temple?" He asked with confidence.

"Go to the West Lake to admire the flowers first, and then go there to have a look." Feng Jiu was looking forward to today's trip.

When the two came to the gate of the mountain, looking from a distance, the temple was full of people inside and outside the temple. "The incense in this temple is really prosperous." Feng Jiu curled her lips, "It's just that there are so many people, I don't want to join in the fun."

"Then let's find a quiet direction for a walk." Donghua suggested.

Feng Jiu rolled her eyes, thinking that this method is very good, "Well, there are temples around this mountain, so it's a good place to go." For her, it can also avoid those scary ghosts.

The golden light appeared, and a man walked out from it. He was dressed in a crow-green feather robe and a small golden crown on his head.

"Wow!" Feng Jiu was startled, seeing a dark figure, she hurriedly shrank into Donghua's arms, not daring to look at the person's face.Why is there still a place of Buddhism... She wailed in her heart.

Donghua hugged Feng Jiu's shoulders, "Jiu'er, this is not a ghost."

"Ghost?" Seeing Feng Jiu's reaction, Xi You was stunned.This ghost...could it be referring to him?Do ghosts these days look as good-looking as him, and as righteous as him?

"Isn't it?" Feng Jiu grabbed Donghua's skirt and slowly raised her head, confirming to him pitifully.

"No. Not only that, but he's an 'old friend.'"

"Old friend?" Feng Jiu turned around, looked Xi up and down for a long time, and came to a conclusion, "I don't know him, is he someone you know?"

"You know it too." Donghua smiled slightly, a little mysteriously.

Xiyou clasped his fists to the two of them one after another, bowed to say hello, "Xiyou has met Lord Shaoyang of the Purple Mansion and Senior Sister."

"Senior Sister?" Feng Jiu thought she had misheard, she looked suspiciously at the man beside her, "Did he just call me Senior Sister...?"

"Hmm. You heard me right."

"Why don't I know, who else did I worship under? Did you admit the wrong person?" Feng Jiu kindly rescued him.

"It's not wrong. When Xiyou started to practice under the master's seat, the senior sister was already there. According to your seniority, it is only natural to call you senior sister."

"Still cultivating?" The words are quite plausible.But she was either in the fox cave or Taolin before.When did you practice in other people's practice? "May I ask who is your mentor?" After thinking over and over again, he decided to ask more clearly, so that his rebuttal would be more grounded.

"Shi Zun." Xi You said.

"Uh...which Sakyamuni?" It probably wasn't the one she knew, it was an irreconcilable relationship.

"Are there still two Shakyamunis in this world?" Xi looked puzzled, "Naturally the one in the Western Brahma Realm."

Feng Jiu felt it was ridiculous, and asked, "Then when did you practice under his seat?"

Xi You scratched his head, because the time was too long, he couldn't remember clearly, "About 20 years ago." He began to wonder, did this senior sister lose her memory?

Feng Jiu smiled kindly at him, "First of all, I was born 7 years ago, and second, I have never been to the Western Brahma, so how could I practice under the Buddha?"

"But you are clearly a senior sister. Not long ago, in the mortal world, I accidentally helped your mortal marriage." If not, how could he have been trapped by that little baby in the magic weapon for dozens of years? ?His majestic seven-foot man was even called "little boy" by that inexperienced doll?Whenever I think of it, I can't help but shed a handful of bitter tears.

"Huh?" Feng Jiu was even more confused.

Seeing that she was still puzzled, Donghua immediately pointed out Xiyou's identity, "Rat bird."

"Is he that roc bird?" Feng Jiu was very surprised, "No wonder you say that he is an 'old friend'."

Xiyou said it out, "Xi has the intention of honoring Shizun, and I have been waiting for you two here for a long time."

"What's the matter?" Donghua asked.

"Hearing that Lord Shaoyang and Senior Sister have a good relationship, Shi Zun specially sent Xi You a small gift." Xi You held a golden brocade box in both hands, and presented it humbly in front of the two.

"Although Taichen Palace does not accept congratulatory gifts, Shizun's face is still given."

Feng Jiu looked at Donghua in surprise, why did she think there was something hidden in his words?Feng Jiu took the brocade box in his hand, and the magic was shocked, and the delicate silver lock instantly turned into fly ash.Open the lid of the box, and there is a bright and distinct phoenix feather flower between the golden silk and satin. "This..." Only when the slender fingertips touched the flower, the petals melted into little crimson starbursts, flying into the phoenix feather. The bright red birthmark between the nine foreheads.The gorgeous brocade box fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Jiu'er." Donghua called her softly.

"Donghua, I..." A flood of brand new but familiar memories flooded Fengjiu's mind, making Fengjiu feel very confused. She held her forehead uncomfortably, trying to sort out these complicated and unclear thoughts as soon as possible.

Seeing that Feng Jiu is not in good condition, Xi has a worried look on her face, "Senior Sister... what's wrong?" Could it be that the gift Master asked him to give has some side effects?It shouldn't be.

"She just remembered something." Donghua explained to Xiyou, seeing his concern for his wife.

Feng Jiu still felt a little dizzy. She leaned against Donghua and looked at Xi You, "I know all about it. Brother Xi You, what did Master say?" They all said that karma recurs, and retribution is not good.Being courteous for nothing, um... there must be something wrong.

"Master said that he is predestined with you and your wife. If you have children in the future, I hope you can let your son come to the Western Brahma Realm and practice under him for a while."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu blushed with embarrassment, her eyes wandered, not knowing how to respond.

Donghua said: "Go back and tell Shizun that he thinks so much, and the two of us agree."

"Yes. Lord Shaoyang, Senior Sister, I hope I will leave now." The man's figure changed, and a golden-winged roc flew in the sky. The faithful men and women in the distance saw it, and they all thought that the god had manifested their spirits, and rushed Kowtow reverently.

Looking at the roc going away, Feng Jiu put her hands around her mouth and shouted loudly: "Xi You, remember to thank Master for me! In the future, Feng Jiu will visit his old man personally."

The roc turned its head and fluttered its golden wings, as if it had promised to deliver a message for her.

After a long time, the roc disappeared into the sky, and Feng Jiu looked at Donghua with a happy smile, "The confusion in my heart before is all gone now!"

"You and this Xiyou have a very good relationship."

"Yeah, when I was depressed before, it brought me tea and water, and brought a lot of weird bugs in its mouth. It was punished by Master because of this, but foxes don't eat bugs at all. This It's a rare meeting, and I left without saying a few words, I really don't want to part with it." Feng Jiu's tone was tinged with loneliness.

"Missing other men in front of my husband... En..." Donghua raised his eyebrows, feeling a little complicated.

Feng Jiu pursed her lips and smiled happily, "This is the friendship of the same family, just like my aunt and his senior brothers." Then she gave him a coquettish look, "Speaking of it, I will become depressed, It's not because of you."

"Your senior brother is much better than your aunt." Mo Yuan has seventeen disciples, and the Buddha of the Western Sanskrit Realm...

"That's true. Now, I finally know what this golden spot is. Before that, I mistakenly thought it was the remnant breath of God." Feng Jiu spread out her palm, and a silvery white light cluster gathered above it, surrounded by silk Jin Mang, "So it's Buddhism!"

"Yes."

"I used to think that I just watched you as a bystander for 10 years, and now I know that I am still a participant. Then when did you know?" Fengjiu remembered belatedly. Not surprised, as if I already knew this.

"A few days ago, I had a dream."

"Based on this calculation, I'm about the same age as grandpa, so I'm more suitable for you." Feng Jiu said complacently.

"Oh? So it doesn't match well?" Donghua asked back.

"It was a good match before, but now it is even better." Feng Jiu smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.Immediately afterwards, she stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on his lips.Donghua smiled, but didn't speak.

The two walked in the other direction, passing a tea house.Going up the stairs, there is a storyteller talking about the book.Originally, they planned to drink a cup of tea and leave, but the storyteller was so emotional that he spoke with ups and downs, causing the audience to applaud and applaud, so the two planned to listen to it for a while before leaving.

Xiaoer asked attentively: "You two guests, what do you want?"

"Longjing before the rain." Donghua said.

Feng Jiu added with a smile: "I want another sweet-scented osmanthus high!"

"Okay!" The shop waiter immediately went to pour tea. The people who come here before the rain are either rich or expensive. In addition, the clothes of the two are made of high-quality materials. Xuan Ang, as if the exiled immortals who came out of the painting, must be noble figures like relatives of the emperor.Such a distinguished guest cannot be neglected.

"This book is well told, but it's a pity that I have already heard the content." Feng Jiu sighed, knowing the continuation of the story and listening to it, I always feel that it is a bit less interesting, no matter how good he tells it, it is in vain.Isn't this storytelling all about tantalizing people, making everyone wait for the next chapter with their hearts hanging?

"Longjing before the rain, sweet-scented osmanthus is high. Please use it slowly, two guests." Xiao Er carefully placed a teapot, a plate of snacks and two tea bowls on the square table.

"Thank you for your support. Today, I will make an exception and talk about something new." Mr. Storyteller is also a bold character, so he immediately decided to tell one more before calling it a day.

"New?" Feng Jiu finally became interested, and quickly pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

"It is said that in this world, there is a Huangquan Road, a Wangchuan River, and the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River. At the end of the bridge, there is a bright red stone called the Sansheng Stone. It is said that loving men and women, as long as they are here Carve the names of two people on the Three Lives Stone, and you can be destined for three lives, and three lives and three lives can be together."

"Imagination is really rich. This Sansheng Stone has always been in the sky. When did it run to the Naihe Bridge in Huangquan? And it's not red." Feng Jiu smiled slightly.

"Speaking of the Three Lives Stone, there is one nearby, on the edge of Fajing Temple. This Fajing Temple is also known as Qiantang Tianzhu Temple before. It's just that the legend of the Three Lives Stone here is not about the relationship between men and women. "Love Love Love" is about the friendship between two men."

"Friendship? That's a novelty."

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original:

The teacher's name is Yuanguan, who lives in Huilin, and is a friend of Luo Jingshou Li Yuan.

The teacher wants to walk the way of the inclined valley, and the source wants to go back to the gorge.The teacher can't do it, but the source is strong, so it can be done.On a boat trip to Nanpu, I saw a woman carrying a baby on a brocade crotch drawing water. The teacher wept and said, "I didn't want to do this way at the beginning. That's why. He has been pregnant with me for three years. Now I can't escape seeing him. Three days later." When I was in Yuer, Mr. Gu came to the door, and I believed it with a smile. Twelve years later, I will meet you outside Tianzhu Temple in Qiantang." The words melted away.The woman is both a baby and a baby, so she looks at it from the source, laughs at it, and returns to the boat when she finds it.

Arriving in Tianzhu as scheduled, under the mid-autumn moon, I heard that there was a Mu'er buckling horns by the Gehong Well and sang: "The old spirit on the Sansheng Stone, don't talk about enjoying the moon and singing the wind. I am ashamed of my old friend visiting from afar. Although this body is of the opposite sex, it will last forever." The teacher stepped forward and said, "Is Ze Gong healthy?"

The son said: "Li Gong is a true believer. I am different from you. Don't get close to me. I can only encourage it with diligence." Go back to Yanzhu and go to Qutang." Then he went, as expected.

Baidu Encyclopedia:

This story was first seen in Yuan Jiao's "Ganze Ballad·Yuanguan" by Yuan Jiao of the Tang Dynasty. The monk's name is Yuanguan, not Yuanze.It can also be seen in "West Lake Dream Search · Sansheng Stone" and "West Lake Tales · Sansheng Stone Trace" by the prodigal son of ancient Wu Mo in the early Qing Dynasty.The Song Dynasty writer Su Dongpo's "Monk Yuanze Biography" is the most widely circulated, and it is also inscribed on the Sansheng Stone in the West Lake.Lin Qingxuan also wrote "The Old Spirit on the Sansheng Stone", which is based on Su Dongpo's version.

Later, this wonderful story of male-female friendship was transformed by "Dream of Red Mansions" and became "just because there is a plant of crimson bead on the bank of the Sansheng Stone on the bank of Linghe River in the west... nourished by the essence of heaven and earth... nourished by rain and dew... cultivated into a female body" , performing an out-and-out swan song of love, the Sansheng Stone has become a symbol of marriage, that is, a happy marriage in the previous life, this life and the next life!

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The author has something to say: As for how the storyteller told the story so wonderfully, the author will not repeat it.Here, let’s popularize science on the Sansheng Stone in Hangzhou that has been devastated in various ways in recent days.If you are interested, you can check it yourself. If I didn’t mention it, or if there is a fallacy, you are welcome to make corrections.

Everyone should take good care of cultural relics. The damage caused by painting and smearing is simply a disaster.The desire for a good marriage is based on sincerity. If you simply hope that a stone can make things happen, then I suggest that it is better to make thousands of copies of this stone and distribute it to every household. In this way, everyone can be happy La.