Anecdotes from Mountains and Seas

The beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, Jinling Emperor State.Boats on the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River passed by slowly, and the breeze was blowing, as if an old friend had come.

Yu Yuzhou stood on the bank of the Confucius Temple on the Qinhuai River, blowing the wind, smoking a cigarette, watching the endless stream of tourists, feeling at ease.

"Su..." Yu Yuzhou turned around to find someone to talk to, only to suddenly realize that not only Su Yan, but also Li Qing, An Yang, and Lao Jin were not there.

Yu Yuzhou suddenly panicked, as if everyone would never appear in this world again.

In an instant, a tiger roared from the sky.Yu Yuzhou followed the prestige, and a white light burst out from somewhere and went straight into the sky.In an instant, there was silence between the sky and the earth, and the bustling tourists seemed to be burned by some kind of light and heat, and instantly turned into fly ash, disappearing in the white light that filled the sky and the earth.

At the end of the white light, there seems to be a person standing.Yu Yuzhou couldn't see who it was, but unconsciously approached him step by step.

Just when he was about to see the appearance of that person clearly, that person suddenly closed his eyes, and the whole world suddenly plunged into endless darkness.

"Fishing boat."

Yu Yuzhou woke up suddenly.

It was just a dream.

The car has already got off the highway, but it has not yet entered the city. There are few cars on the road and the lights are dim.I don't know when Yu Yuzhou fell asleep and lay crookedly on Su Yan's lap.He hurriedly got up in a bit of embarrassment, and subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth that was drooling with the back of his left hand.

"No, sorry."

Yu Yuzhou raised his head in a daze. In the already pale sky, a pagoda that seemed to be colorful stood upright. The lights on the pagoda flickered, and there seemed to be strange lights on it.

Yu Yuzhou's chest was stuffy as if he had been hit by a heavy fist.

It seems to be where the white light came from just dreaming.

Yu Yuzhou rubbed his eyes again, the light and shadow of the pagoda receded, and it was just a desolate glass pagoda.

Only now did Yu Yuzhou truly wake up, "Are you here?"

"I've already arrived in Nanjing, and I'm still a little far from the city."

Yu Yuzhou rubbed his temples, "Well, what did you call me just now?"

Su Yan didn't even think about it, "Boss Yu."

Yu Yuzhou has always been a person who is sure of his own judgment, but this time he was a little shaken. Yuzhou and Mr. Yu are almost the same.

It's not the first time he has come to Nanjing, but every time he comes to handle errands, he works when he lands, and leaves when he's done. He hasn't even seen a glimpse of the beautiful scenery, and he hasn't heard a single Yue opera song.This place is prosperous during the day and lonely at night, and it seems that you can always find the shadow of vicissitudes.

This used to be the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, and it is considered a city of outstanding individuals, with all the princes and generals.Ever since he entered the city, Yu Yuzhou had faintly felt a hint of dragon and tiger spirit.

It is the air of an emperor.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.Yu Yuzhou almost didn't take a break, just took a shower, changed his clothes, and dragged Li Qing out.To be honest, he really didn't want to live in the same room with Li Qing. Li Qing always made him have strange thoughts.

But comparing Anyang and Lao Jin, Yu Yuzhou still thinks that Secretary Li is better, at least he won't keep complaining about the bad environment, and he won't go to bed wearing a coat.

Su Yan had a room to himself, and the others could only make do with it. After all, there were five cars and fifteen people, which was a test for the hotel's capacity.What surprised Yu Yuzhou was that Su Yan brought that cute little secretary this time, but not the black-faced driver, and he was curious about one less black and white Wuchang.

"Little Li, don't forget to take your things with you." Yu Yuzhou specially reminded him when he was going out.Turning around, he almost bumped into Su Yan who lived in the next room.

Su Yan still showed no emotion, "Where is Mr. Yu going so early?"

Yu Yuzhou thought to himself, you are still pretending to be calm, you are obviously waiting for them to go out here.Fortunately, Yu Yuzhou planned to take him with him.

"Of course you have to go early for the incense. Since we've bumped into each other, why don't you go with Mr. Su?" Yu Yuzhou put his arms around Su Yan's neck directly, it felt like he was hanging himself on a telegraph pole, and the other party didn't feel any force His performance was still upright and unusual.

Li Qing was carrying a bag, slightly lowered his head and pushed down his glasses.

Su Yan answered quickly, "Okay." Then asked, "Where do you go to burn incense?"

Yu Yuzhou pulled him away and went out, "Go eat a bowl of skin belly noodles first, and then we'll talk when we're full."

Often some local delicacies can only be eaten at small stalls.Yu Yuzhou brought Li Qing, who was well-dressed, and Su Yan, who was dressed casually but had an outstanding temperament, and the three of them sat around the small wooden table in the breakfast shop, which was only ten square meters in size, drooling and waiting for it.Fortunately, most Nanjing people are well-dressed and formal, not as informal as the Northeast people. In summer, they always wear vests and slippers to buy breakfast, so these three people will not look too abrupt.

The belly noodles came in a big bowl, not like what southerners should have for breakfast.The golden and crispy dried pork skin is extra tempting when soaked in the thick noodle soup.

Yu Yuzhou said to the shopkeeper, "Ah, is there chili oil?"

The storekeeper was busy with the things in hand and replied, "Wait for Kerr."

One of Yu Yuzhou's special abilities is that he has a strong ability to learn dialects. Every time he goes to a place, he always learns the local dialect in a short time and uses it proficiently.Li Qing knew about this, but Su Yan didn't seem surprised at all, and even brought back chili oil for Yu Yuzhou from the next table.

Is he from Nanjing?Yu Yuzhou couldn't help being suspicious.After all, not everyone has a talent like his.

"President Su, do you believe in God?"

Yu Yuzhou slurped the noodles while gossiping and asked Su Yan as usual.

Su Yan said, "I don't believe it now."

"What if it's a temple where offering incense and praying for blessings doesn't cost money?"

Su Yan ate very quickly, and had already finished a large bowl of noodles ahead of others. He took a sip of the noodle soup without airs, and then took a free napkin on the table and wiped his mouth gracefully. "I would like to see you in person." ."

A tabby cat lazily jumped from the stool to the table and found a good place to rest.

Jiming Temple, the first temple among the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties.Because no incense money is charged, the incense has been flourishing for many years.Most of the temples are historic sites, and the temples are asymmetrical structures, with blue stones and red tiles, fine bamboo and cherry blossoms scattered here and there, which adds to the beauty of "mountains and rivers, no doubt, no way out, dark willows and bright flowers".

The monks in the temple also maintain the most ancient appearance, morning bells and evening drums, chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, which are different from outsiders.

The three bought tickets, received incense, and went up the mountain.The stone steps are facing a shrine, and there are many people visiting and praying for blessings, but Yu Yuzhou waved his hands to Li Qing and Su Yan and said, "Go in and have a look, I won't go in." He explained, "I will have a terrible headache when I see the fierce god. You go to visit first, and I will go to offer incense."

He wasn't lying.Yu Yuzhou has never been afraid of anything since he was a child, but he is only afraid of the fierce gods in the temple.Whenever Yu Yuzhou saw the image of the green-faced fangs trampling the kid under his feet, he would definitely have a splitting headache soon.I simply didn't go in, anyway, I came to visit my old friend.

Yu Yuzhou went to burn incense alone, then went down the side stone ladder and detoured by an ancient well.This well is called Yanzhi Well, and there was a story back then.

Yu Yuzhou flicked his wrist, and the golden snake came out of his cuff and went straight into the well.After about half a stick of incense, the golden snake came out of the well again and got back into Yu Yuzhou's cuff.At about the same time as it came, there was also a young monk.The monk stood still behind Yu Yuzhou, clasped his hands together and said, "The honored guest is here, and the poor monk is far away to welcome you." The monk had a sharp face, and apart from his unconcealable fierceness, he was still handsome.It's just that in this hot summer, the monk still wrapped himself up so tightly that almost not an inch of skin leaked out except his head and hands. Others looked so strange.

When Li Qing and Su Yan found Yu Yuzhou, he was drinking cold drinks with other monks in the temple's reception room.After all, the times have changed, and air-conditioning is installed in the meditation rooms.

"Let me introduce, this is Master Bodhi." The first half of the sentence is quite serious, but the second half of the sentence is really out of shape, "He is the male owner of the rouge well in the backyard."

Master Bodhi is a person with a sense of immortality. There are not many real monks in today's society, and Master Bodhi is one of them.People who see through the world of mortals often have a kind of indifference in their brows, which always makes people feel that he will become a fairy at any time.

Master Bodhi, a cultivator with nothing to worry about, looked a little sad when he mentioned Yanzhijing, as if he didn't want to mention it, so he interrupted, "I think the faces of the two benefactors are not very good, are you uncomfortable?"

Although Bodhi wanted to change the subject, Yu Yuzhou looked back and saw that the faces of these two people were really pale.Is it possible that he is afraid that the disease of fierce gods will still be contagious?And infected two at once.

"Without him, it's just heatstroke." Su Yan explained.

Although not very strong, Su Yan's body can be seen to have been trained for a long time, and he will never suffer from heat stroke so easily; Yu Yuzhou understands Li Qing's words, and he has been exposed to the sun for a whole day in the desert without heat stroke. , How could it capsize in the gutter?

There seems to be some tacit understanding between these two people.

"I don't know what Mr. Yu's purpose is to bring us here to disturb Master Bodhi?" Su Yan obviously wanted to get to the point quickly.

Yu Yuzhou took advantage of the situation and sold another trick, "Actually, I think it's the first time you see Master Bodhi, so you should salute. After all, Master Bodhi is also a beast transformed into a human being, to protect the safety of one side."

Su Yan thought to himself, I am afraid that if you know who I am, you will not dare to accept this gift from me.Look at this monk's spirit, but it is just an ordinary ferocious beast.Who do you think you are accepting worship from?This is a visit to a demigod!

But Su Yan still got up, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly towards Master Bodhi.

"Mr. Su has broken me, don't be polite." Master Bodhi's words were lukewarm, neither sincere nor false.Su Yan thought that he didn't like monks because they were either impure, but they pretended to be noble; or they were too detached, as cold as a pool of stagnant water.Same as Su Yan.

No, it's not the same, he, Su Yan, has emotional fluctuations, it's just that he doesn't understand it for outsiders.

The moment Master Bodhi stretched out his hand to help Su Yan, he seemed to feel something, his back throbbed, and his expression changed slightly.

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