Wuzhou is today's Jinhua and Yiwu. This area is full of hills, with many rivers, fertile land, and simple folk customs. It is mid-July, and it is the time for worshiping the Zhongyuan Festival. Every household worships ancestors, and at night, the streaming lanterns in the river make the river as bright as a brilliance and dazzling.

That night, Li Zhen and Di Yan brought more than 30 inner guard warriors to Yiwu County. They were going to Yuezhou to search for the fleeing members of the Goryeo Congress. Because it was too late, Li Zhen ordered to fall into an inn in the county.

The inn is quite big, the shopkeeper is knowledgeable and able to speak fluent official language. Although in order to protect his identity, Li Zhen and his subordinates did not wear inner guard warrior armor, but dressed up as a merchant and brought some spices to Yuezhou to sell.

But the shopkeeper still realized that Li Zhen and others were not ordinary businessmen, so he quickly ordered several friends to arrange food and accommodation for them and serve them carefully. The shopkeeper was very nervous, not knowing whether he should inform the government. What if these people were big men passing through the border or were thieves, if he did not report in time, would the government blame him afterwards?

At this time, a warrior walked over quickly and said to the shopkeeper: "My boss asks the shopkeeper to go and ask."

The shopkeeper heard that the other party had a Luoyang accent, and he became more and more surprised. He even followed the warrior to the dining hall. At this time, Li Zhen and the warriors gathered in the dining hall for dinner. The shopkeeper stepped forward and bowed and said, "Is there anything wrong with Master Li looking for me?"

"Shopkeeper, please sit down and talk"

The shopkeeper sat down uneasy, and Li Zhen asked again with a smile: "What should I call the shopkeeper?"

"I'm here... the surname is Wang," the shopkeeper replied nervously.

"So it's Manager Wang."

Li Zhen saw that the shopkeeper was nervous. He glanced at his subordinates and saw that they were all murderous intent and there was no businessman at all. Li Zhen felt relieved and smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, don't be afraid. We are actually warriors from the Longmen Martial Arts Hall in the capital. We were entrusted by the government to escort items to Yuezhou. When we passed by this place, we were not evil people.

Manager Wang secretly glanced at Li Zhen's subordinates again. It turned out that they were warriors in the martial arts hall. No wonder they were all fierce. He let go of his heart and smiled and said, "I wonder what help I can provide to Master Li?"

"The shopkeeper is very knowledgeable. I would like to ask, is there a Goguryeo people living here in Yiwu?"

Manager Wang shook his head, "No in Yiwu. As far as I know, there are dozens of households in Jinhua, but they have been Chinese long ago, so it is difficult to find them. If you want to find Goguryeo people, you can only go to Yuezhou or Hangzhou, and there are more people there."

Li Zhen just asked casually, he had clear information in his hand and knew where to catch people. He changed the topic and asked again: "What famous temples are there in Yiwu.

"Of course, there is, Dongcheng Baolin Temple, which is the largest temple in Yiwu, and Shuanglin Zen Temple outside the south city. It has a long history and is well-known in the Jiangnan area."

Li Zhen asked about Shuanglin Zen Temple, and he hurriedly asked: "Which monk is there in Shuanglin Zen Temple?"

"How to say it? Master Mingfeng, abbot, is a disciple of Master Shenxiu in Beijing. He has profound Buddhism and is deeply admired by believers. Although Master Wangchen has not been here for a long time, he opened academies and accepted poor children to study, which is also respectable."

When Li Zhen heard the master's name, he was secretly excited and asked again: "How to go to Shuanglin Zen Temple?"

Manager Wang smiled and said, "Everyone in Yiwu knows Shuanglin Zen Temple. Master Li went out of the south gate and walked along the official road. He walked about ten miles. When he was about to reach Linxi Town, he could see the courtyard wall and roof of the temple in the south of the official road. It was very eye-catching." "Thank you, Manager."

The next morning, Li Zhen ordered his men to continue resting in the inn, and he took Di Yan to the south gate. On both sides of the official road were endless rice fields, and the rice was lush and green, covering the ground like a green carpet. The mountains in the distance were rolling and lush trees. Small villages were distributed by the river like jade belts, with blue sky and white clouds, and the scenery was particularly beautiful.

The weather was cool in the morning, and Di Yan was also very energetic. She especially liked the beautiful scenery along the way. Now there were only her and Li Zhen, and she seemed even more interested. "Brother Li, have you noticed that the climate here is more nourishing than Yangzhou. Although it is midsummer, it is not particularly hot."

"Yes" Li Zhen replied absent-mindedly.

Seeing that he was uneasy and knew what he was thinking, Di Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Are you nervous about knowing your life experience soon, or are you excited because you are about to see your master?"

“Are there a little bit”

"Actually, I don't think what kind of life experience is important. Maybe it's still your burden. Isn't it good now?"

Li Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "I just want to know, but I don't have any other thoughts. After all, it feels uncomfortable to hang myself in my heart."

Di Yan didn't say anything more. The two rode their horses and ran for about seven or eight miles. Di Yan tied the reins and pointed to a hill not far away and said, "Look, is it there?"

Li Zhen also quickly tied the war horses and looked at the curtain of the thugs. He saw a temple with red walls and yellow tiles appear on a low hill several miles away. The huge pagoda stood tall and shining with golden light in the dazzling sunlight.

Li Zhen nodded, "It should be it."

He whipped the war horse hard and ran towards the hills, and Di Yan followed closely behind him.

The foot of the mountain is particularly lively, with pilgrims from all over the south of the Yangtze River, both men, women, young and old. They all looked pious and climbed up the steps along the steps. There is a simple-shaped mountain gate at the foot of the mountain. The stone plaque is engraved with Shuanglin Zen Temple, four big characters. This is the place where Master Li Zhen Wangchen settles.

Li Zhen and Di Yan placed the horses in an inn at the foot of the mountain, and the two followed the many pilgrims and walked up the mountain.

The two walked to the gate of the temple, and a monk came up to greet him, clasped his hands and said, "Are the two donors here to make a wish or fulfill their wish?"

Li Zhen replied with a tribute and smiled, "We came from the Dayun Temple in Dunhuang, with the oral message from Master Lingyin, and came to see Master Wangchen."

When the monk heard that they were coming from Dunhuang, a Buddhist holy land, he immediately felt awe and said, "Please follow me, please."

Li Zhen and Di Yan followed him into the temple and came to a meditation room in the backyard. The monk from the guest said to them: "Please wait, two donors, I'll report it."

The Zhike Monk quickly walked into the room. After a moment, an old monk walked out. Li Zhen thought it was Master Wangchen, so he hurried forward and looked closely but it was not. He felt disappointed in his heart and couldn't help but take a step back. The Zhike Monk whispered to Li Zhen: "He is our abbot, Master Mingfeng."

Li Zhen quickly clasped his hands and said, "See the Master."

Master Mingfeng smiled slightly, "Did the donor come from Dayun Temple in Dunhuang?"

Li Zhen nodded, "Li Zhen, who has been studying in Dunhuang Dayun Temple since he was a child, is a disciple of Master Wangchen."

"It turns out that Commander Li has arrived, and I am disrespectful."

Li Zhen didn't expect that the small temple far away in Yiwu knew him. He felt a little moved and asked tentatively: "Have the master been to Xiaoen Temple in Fangzhou?"

Abbot Mingfeng laughed, "Although the abbot of Xiaoen Temple in Fangzhou has been here, the reputation of Commander Li is known to everyone in the world. Although I am a monk, I have heard of it."

Sure enough, he was not wrong. Li Jingye came here to find his master. Li Zhen knew that although they became monks, their desire to rise to Tang was immortal, including his master. This was their lifelong ambition. He became a monk just to avoid hunting.

He was a little nervous and asked again: "Can you ask the master to report to me?"

Abbot Mingfeng nodded, "President Li waited, I'll go and ask."

Abbot Mingfeng walked through a side door and walked towards another courtyard. Only then did Li Zhen realize that there was a small Zen temple in the courtyard next to him.

Not long after, Master Mingfeng walked out and nodded slowly to Li Zhen. Li Zhen turned around and gave Di Yan a wink, asking her to wait here, he quickly walked into the courtyard.

He slowly walked into the meditation room and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged on the cushion, with kind eyebrows and a smile on his face. It was his master, Master Wangchen. Li Zhen's nose was sore, and he knelt down, climbed in front of his master and cried bitterly.

Master Wangchen's eyes were also a little wet, he gently stroked his head and smiled, "Chi'er, I didn't expect we could see you again."

Li Zhen was extremely excited and said with tears on his face: "Please go back to the capital with your disciple. The disciple is willing to worship your master."

"What a stupid kid."

Master Wangchen smiled and said, "This is the master's hometown. The fallen leaves return to their roots. You can return to your hometown in your old age. Master will have no regrets in this life. Your kindness is appreciated by Master. Moreover, you have not let down Master's instructions and continue to fulfill Master's lifelong wishes. Master is very pleased."

Li Zhen wiped away the tears from his face, nodded silently, and Master Wangchen smiled again: "Not long ago, Master Hongfu came here to find me. He said it was the news you gave him. It was a regret in my heart that I could see that my old friend is still in the world."

"Has Master Hongfu left?"

Master Wangchen nodded, "He has gone to the capital, I think you should meet him again."

Of course, Li Zhen knew that Master Hongfu was the general contact person of Xingtang Association. When he went to the capital, he would inevitably establish a new contact point.

But at this time, he was more concerned about his life experience. He said in a little silence: "This time I came to Yiwu. First, I wanted to visit my master, and secondly, I also wanted to ask my master about something. Not long ago, our head of the family came to the capital to find me and told me about his news that King Luling actually sent his confidant to Dunhuang to find him and asked him about my grandfather's situation."

Master Wangchen's smile froze a little. He stood up and paced back and forth in the room. Finally, he looked at the sky and sighed: "This is God's will."

"If the master feels embarrassed, you don't need to tell me."

Master Wangchen shook his head, "I just promised your grandfather not to tell you, but since King Luling has found Li Jin, I have nothing to hide. It's just that this matter is a long story. I went to Dunhuang because of the invitation of the abbot Lingyin. However, the abbot Lingyin was a guard of your grandfather forty years ago, and his father was also your grandfather's guard."
Chapter completed!