Real people have no dreams.

Qian Yiqun has never dreamed since he sat on the pill. This time he dreamed of Yinglong, which was naturally not an accident. He was patiently recuperating in the cave, waiting for a pool of water to enter the water on the night of the full moon. Fortunately, he grew up in the Jiangnan water town and changed to a child in the inland mountainous area. Who dares to go to the terrifying lake to explore?

Mostly because of the destruction of Yinglong, the moon was full and clear sky was everywhere, and the lake was not wafty. Qian Yiqun easily sneaked into the middle of the lake and saw the remains of the dragon body as big as a watermelon - the water-storing bead. This bead cannot split the water, but it can make the water surface several feet around as flat as a mirror. It is indeed a good thing to put on the boat to ensure safety.

Qian Yiqun collected the beads and shouted Ruyi from the water to return to the single room.

At this time, more than ten days had passed in the holy realm, and the wound had already healed. He looked for a cloth towel, wiped his body and hair, changed into a Taoist robe, and was refreshed to go to steal scriptures at night. However, in order to prevent any eminent monks and masters from staying in Daming Temple in Xi, Qian Yiqun went to Chenjianyuan to inquire.

Although the Taoist temples have no contact with the temple, Yangzhou City is so big and believers have many interactions, so no matter what happens, they can get news from each other.

The Chen Jianyuan did not understand the origin of Qian Yiqun's question, but only told him: "I heard that Master Zhixu was in Daming Temple, and he might also be on stage with Huiguang to discuss the problem."

"Okay, it's okay." Qian Yiqun turned around and wanted to leave.

If you count the monks who had been remembered by Qian Yiqun in his previous life, two of them were among the four great monks in the late Ming Dynasty. The former monk Lianchi, the eight ancestor of Pure Land, had passed away for fifteen years. The second one was Monk Zhixu. He was also a fellow villager of Qian Yiqun and from Mudu, Wu County.

Qian Yiqun didn't know much about Monk Zhixu, but only knew that he was the ninth ancestor of the Pure Land Sect. He studied the Dharma, Zen, Vinaya, Huayan, Tiantai, and Pure Land religions, especially the Tiantai Sect. He also advocated that the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism were consistent and eventually returned to the Pure Land. His forty-eight volumes of "Reading the Tibet Zhijin" is also a famous work in catalog science.

Moreover, this monk lost his father at the age of 20, and developed a worldly heart because of the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vows" and praised Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for his whole life. The reason why this small knowledge point left a rich and colorful mark in Qian Yiqun's mind was because another monk who practiced Ksitigarbha's method had a deep impression on him.

Monk Kuchen.

With the great power of Kuchen shocked the front, and with the great achievements of the monk Zhixu in his previous life, Qian Yiqun had a sense of awe for the monks who were involved in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Mr. Chen," Qian Yiqun turned around, "Where can I buy the Mahayana Tripitaka Sutra?"

"Buy?" Chen Zhihe frowned, "That's a classic that has no market value."

"So, where can I 'borrow' it? Except for Daming Temple."

"Snow Flower Temple, although unknown, is an ancient temple in Huaiyang, with its long-standing collection of books even more than Daming Temple." Chen Jianyuan Road, "You want to borrow scriptures?"

"Is there any famous monk and great master in Xuehua Temple?" Qian Yiqun was not reckless this time and asked clearly.

"In recent years, I don't know what to do in that temple, and I've been so excited that I'm almost gone. There are so many monks and great masters in the city." Chen Jianyuan said, and advised: "You should read more of this sect's scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures are as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, so it's not so easy to read. Moreover, the names are complicated and uninterpreted, and they are all dry words."

Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, there is time."

When Chen Jianyuan saw that he refused to listen, he didn't say much, but he just hoped that Qian Yiqun could give him a surprise. Over the years, Buddhism and Taoism seemed to be calm, mainly because the Catholicism of Thailand and many officials and gentry believed in Western religions. Once Buddhism and Western religions decide the outcome, Taoism's life may not be so easy.

If Qionghua Temple wins this time... Chen Jianyuan can't help but fall into illusory pleasure.

Qian Yiqun left the side door of Qionghua Temple, found a hidden place in the alley of Guanxiu, and changed into a custom.

At the Zhang family, Qian Yiqun collected many people's hair and made it into a sample booklet. At this moment, he took out a strand of Zhang Wenjin's hair, changed his body shape with a disguise array, and went to Xuehua Temple openly.

Xuehua Temple is located on the southeast bank of Shouxi Lake, across the lake from Daming Temple.

Qian Yiqun had a Fengxing Formation of Huang Yuanba under his feet. He walked very lightly and had a very fast pace. Even so, it was already dark when he arrived at Xuehua Temple. He saw that the door of the temple was closed, but there were still cars and horses in front of the door, as if he was heading towards the side door, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

——I think that the nun is a place where nuns practice, not to mention that at night, there are no guests even during the day. Why is it so lively at this time?

Qian Yiqun held a phaseless fan in his hand and walked slowly to the main door, knocking on the door with the handle of the fan.

A little leaned a little, a small window opened on the side door, revealing a pink and tender face. He just raised his phoenix eyes and looked at Qian Yiqun, and said, "You are so crazy, so unruly, how can you knock on the door at night?"

"I see you..."

The phoenix eyes turned and lowered his voice, "Travel west twenty steps, three long and two short as a sign." After that, he closed the small window with a snap, and the sound of rapid steps came from inside.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: It is said that many nuns have played personal prostitutes. Could it be that this Xuehua Temple is the same? No wonder Chen Jianyuan looks like he wants to speak but still stops.

He followed what the sister-in-law said and walked along the yellow wall for about twenty steps. Sure enough, he saw a small door. After careful examination, the door was ruts and footprints were scattered. It can be seen that it was the main door after nightfall.

Qian Yiqun had just knocked on the three long, two short and five tones, and the small door opened, and there was a young woman in vulgar costume standing inside. The woman's phoenix eyes were rolling around, but it was the one who was just guiding the way.

The woman has a pretty face, a melon-shaped face, a phoenix-eyed eye, and a cherry mouth. She is just a seductive soul. Although she is wearing a cloak, she still shows her upright shape, which is very impressive. Seeing Qian Yiqun stunned at the door, she said coquettishly: "Don't you come in yet? Are you going to stand overnight?"

Qian Yiqun took a breath, stepped in, and said with a fan: "This is Xuehua Temple, right?"

"Where is it if it's not Xuehua'an?" The phoenix-eyed woman spoke in a Yangzhou accent, with a delicate and charming aura. Seeing Qian Yiqun's look confused, she said again: "Seeing that you have a handsome face, I don't want to be a big goose."

"I... am afraid of abrupt beauty!" Qian Yiqun laughed and reached out to touch the woman's waist.

The woman had a slender waist, and was hugged by Qian Yiqun, and she smiled in her heart: She still thinks you are an old guest in the Fengyue Field and an acquaintance in the Hualiu Lane, but she didn't expect that she was a young man.

Qian Yiqun had never touched a woman. At this moment, her arms were wrapped around the water snake's slender waist and her palms were pressed against the beautiful woman's hips and hips. She seemed to be a romantic veteran, but in fact she was trembling slightly, and the woman saw through the disguise.

"You have never been here, who introduced me?" The woman did not bring Qian Yiqun in, and asked clearly at the door first.

"I heard from the Master of Zheng's family." Qian Yiqun threw out Zheng Hanxue without thinking too much. He remembered that Master Zheng was also a regular visitor in the Fengyue field earlier, and he didn't know if it was useful to report his name.

"Which Young Master Zheng is it?"

"Zheng Han learned from Master Zheng." Qian Yiqun said.

The woman's eyes rolled and she thought to herself: How could the young master of the Zheng family come to such a place? However, if he heard others talk about it, it might not be impossible. Let's explore the background of this person first.

"We are not the flowers and willows outside, but the Buddhist land where the body gives alms. The money for incense is not low." The woman next to Qian Yiqun, and only gently hit the pair of majestic peaks on her chest, revealing the endless spring scenery.

Qian Yiqun had already prepared something and took out a piece of gold from the fish basket behind his waist and placed it in the woman's hand: "I have always respected the Three Treasures, and incense money is never stingy."

The woman knew that the gold was of great quality, and she immediately smiled and led him into the hospital.

At the entrance of the yard, two middle-aged women were holding doors, both wearing hats. I think they were showing off their appearance as nuns during the day.

Qian Yiqun walked past the moon gate and entered the backyard. He saw three small buildings surrounded by a small courtyard in the middle, with a few plum blossoms planted.

The lights upstairs are full of shadows of crazy men and women hugging each other.

"After all, it's a pure Buddhist land, with so many people, you can't hear any sound." Qian Yiqun exclaimed.

The woman pinched Qian Yiqun's waist, her eyes were as charming as silk, and said, "Do you think we can swallow the donor's incense money? These door curtains and window papers are secretly made of ancient methods, and the sounds inside can't be heard at any time."

"Miaoji! The money for incense is really used on the blade." Qian Yiqun had calmed down and gently patted the girl's buttocks, "Which room do you want to take me to?"

The woman just opened the small window to reject the fresh guests, but she saw that Qian Yiqun had beautiful eyebrows and gentle faces. If she were a woman, she would be considered a beauty, so she was moved and guided Qian Yiqun in. At this time, Qian Yiqun gently patted her, and she felt a little moved. She felt like something was leaking from her lower body. She twisted her legs and bit her lips and said, "Follow me."

Seeing that the sky was full of light, Qian Yiqun thought to himself: I have never met such a charming woman in two lives. Isn’t it a fate to encounter this kind of experience? Anyway, my master has never said that I can’t break my body. Today, it’s better to have some fun first and then go to read the scriptures.

As soon as the thought was settled, Qian Yiqun followed the girl. She was wearing moon-white cotton gauze warm pants, tightly wrapped around her hips and legs. She would sway left and right whenever she raised her feet upstairs. Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, Qian Yiqun was so lustful that she reached out and touched her, just as she took some interest.

"Hmm." An old woman who was vicissitudes happened to come down from the upper floor, coughing dryly in her throat, stopping Qian Yiqun's Lushan claws.

"Master." The woman called out, and it was better than Yang Ai and the others to call "Mom".

Qian Yiqun looked up at the old nie, and happened to run into the old nie looking at him. The old nie exclaimed and said, "What's the matter with your husband?"

"Was the teacher good advice?" Qian Yiqun suspected that she had seen her disguise array, and her blood that was still boiling just now became cold.

"The little disciple is the best at Guanyin method, you can participate in it." The old nun smiled, walked past Qian Yiqun and glanced at Qian Yiqun's lower body.

"Let's go upstairs." The girl turned around and pulled Qian Yiqun's hand, "My master likes you the most, I'm afraid I'm coveting you."

Qian Yiqun pinched the soft little hand and smiled, "It's a pity that I don't like the old lady, I only like you."
Chapter completed!