Chapter three hundred and sixteen
He sent the girl home, and amid the thanks from her family, Li Luotang fled in panic.
The drama of heroes saving beauty and the beauty giving her body is about to be staged again.
Li Luotang must not escape!
She can't marry the beauty back.
Therefore, the risk of being a hero is really great, either losing one's life or losing one's own life.
Li Luotang wandered back to the inn and asked the friend to take the horses to the stable to feed them. She went back to her room to practice martial arts and meditate.
When the hour of You is right, I go to the restaurant.
With the strong recommendation of the guy, I ordered a white bird.
This white sage is also a local famous dish. It was just served. When I saw it, it was a bit scary, with a bunch of red and unknown objects.
Li Luotang frowned slightly, can this be eaten?
I took the chopsticks, picked up one, and put it carefully in my mouth.
After chewing, my brows became even tighter. White birds were equal to carrots?
Is this too crap?
But the taste is pretty good, salty and refreshing.
Li Luotang picked up a piece of chopsticks, but the taste was different now, including radish and fish.
The fish bones have been pickled and eaten with the fish meat, and with crispy radish strips, it is a great meal.
After the meal, Li Luotang, who was a little overeating, slowly took a walk back to the inn.
One night passed, and the next day, Li Luotang went to Jiangxin Island to play.
Jiangxin Island is also known as Penglai, Oujiang River. It is one of the four famous islands with beautiful scenery.
Jiangxin Island has its own unique landscapes at different festivals and locations every year, so people with good deeds have summarized: Ten Scenerys in Jiangxin.
It is spring now, and what to appreciate is the mist and rain in the spring city.
Standing in front of the main hall of Jiangxin Temple, looking south at Lucheng, the misty rain is like silk, which is in line with the poetic meaning of "the spring breeze is greener in the south bank of the river".
A poem written by a predecessor said: "It's smoke and rain, and the east wind does not open. The sky drifts all night, making the city green."
In ancient times, Jiangxinzhi was originally two small islands.
The monk Qing came to Jiangxin Island to set up an altar to spread the scriptures, and led the people to fill the Zhongchuan River, and the two islands were connected into one.
It also built a temple at the filling place, named Nakagawa Temple, also known as Jiangxin Temple
After Li Luotang went to the island, he carried an oil-paper umbrella and went to Jiangxin Temple.
Couplets at the gate of the temple: Clouds disperse every day, and the tide disappears long and long.
Li Luotang raised his umbrella and recited the couplet, "Clouds are coming..."
Oh my god, my tongue is knotted.
If he couldn't understand it smoothly, Li Luotang didn't make things difficult for him and walked into the temple with his legs raised.
Jiangxin Temple, the temple is magnificent, solemn and magnificent, and the incense is prosperous.
There are five Vajra Hall in front, with bells and drum towers at both ends.
He offered to Maitreya and Weituo two Bodhisattvas, and there were statues of the Four Heavenly Kings on both sides.
The temple is the Yuantong Hall, which enshrines the seated statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and stands Shancai and Dragon Girl on both sides.
Because it was raining, there were not many pilgrims in the temple.
In the cold air, sandalwood is even more intense.
Under the curling white smoke was the dignified treasure of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Li Luotang put down his umbrella and took the incense handed over by the little novice monk.
She was about to kneel down when she heard the woman kneeling on the cushion say, "The little woman sincerely seeks the Bodhisattva to bless the little woman to win a man in one fell swoop."
The corners of the mouth twitched slightly. Is this a gift for Guanyin?
She doesn't need it, she's not married yet.
He decisively stuffed the incense back to the little novice monk and left with an umbrella.
The little shady monk was stunned. The first time he encountered this situation, he couldn't react.
The scenery around Jiangxin Temple is very beautiful, and the temple also has towering ancient trees.
Only temples without pilgrims can make people feel far away from the hustle and bustle.
The misty rain and white mist are shrouded in the distance, and the dark mountains in the distance are like a painting of ink painting.
I was addicted to this beautiful scenery and heard someone recite a poem, "... A raincoat and rain will last forever. The chilly spring breeze makes you wake up, and the hills are slightly cold, but they are shining on the hills. Looking back, there is always a bleak place, and when you go back, there is no wind, rain or sunshine."
Li Luotang turned his eyes and saw that one of the three scholars, whom she knew was Duanmulin.
Duanmulin looked at the person holding an umbrella not far away in front and recognized it as Li Luotang, with surprise in his eyes, "Tang, Mr. Li, long time no see."
Li Luotang smiled slightly, "Hello, Mr. Duanmu."
I haven't seen each other for a few months, so I can't call it for a long time.
"What is this?" Duanmulin's companion asked.
Duanmulin looked at her and smiled gently, "My savior, Mr. Li." In his heart, he did not want his companions to know her name.
Li Luotang smiled, "I dare not take it."
Duanmulin introduced: "This is Yue Baocheng, this is Liu Zhi."
"Hello, Mr. Yue, Mr. Liu." Li Luotang bowed.
The two men returned the courtesy and said, "Hello, Mr. Li."
"One person?" Duanmulin asked.
"Yes," Li Luotang nodded.
"Let's go together?" Duanmulin asked expectantly.
Before Li Luotang could answer, his two companions invited each other warmly, "Let's go together."
It is difficult to refuse the kindness, and there is no reason to refuse. So the four of them travel together.
Around Jiangxin Temple, there are the Wenxin Guogong Temple and Haoran Building, as well as Xingqing Temple, and the small and elegant Chengxian Pavilion...
There are glazed springs on both sides of Xingqing Temple, with clear spring water, making it one of the three famous springs in Wenzhou.
The Tea Classic once said: "The water is above the mountains and rivers, in the rivers, under the wells."
It was expected that a tea-sing pavilion was built by the spring.
It was not surprising that an old monk with white eyebrows and beards sat in the pavilion.
Liu Zhi knew him, "Monkey Weiyun is safe."
"Amitabha, donor Liu is polite." Master Weiyun clasped his hands together, "Just just after the tea was cooked, several donors arrived. Please come to the pavilion and drink a cup."
"Thank you, Master." The three of them accepted the invitation, and Li Luotang had no choice but to follow him into the pavilion.
Five people knelt on the cushion, and Master Weiyun carried a pot of tea.
The heat lingers in the fragrance of tea, and the color of the tea soup is like a mirror.
Take a sip and it will be sweet and fragrant, delicious and mellow.
The tea has fallen into the throat, but the fragrance remains on the cheeks, making people feel long aftertaste.
"Good tea!" Liu Zhi praised.
The four of them started chatting about tea. Li Luotang didn't want to show off his skills and didn't say much.
After drinking tea, I bid farewell to Master Weiyun and continued to see the twin towers.
The first one to go to the West Tower. From a distance, the clear water and blue sky, the green Xifeng Mountain holds a brick red pagoda. The tower wall goes straight into the clouds, making it spectacular.
When you walk closer, the river breeze blows, and the copper wind chimes at forty-two eaves jingles, and birds on the branches around you make crisp crys, making the symphony interesting.
There are small Buddha niches on each floor of the tower, with built-in stone Buddha statues, exquisite shapes and natural expressions.
Go to the East Tower again, which is surrounded by blue bricks.
There are flat seats, railings and eaves at each layer. From the escalator to the top of the tower, overlooking the surging Oujiang River and enjoying the full view of the beautiful Lucheng.
Although the construction time of the two towers is different, their appearance and structure are extremely similar.
They are all seven-level double eaves, with exquisite six-faced appearances and towering into the clouds.
There are escalators, which can be circumnantly up.
Both towers are made of brick-shaped wooden structures, simple and solemn.
Duanmulin and the other two were scholars. They couldn't help but recite poems when they saw the beautiful scenery. This said: "A river of pillars stretches across the sea, and two towers reflect the rainbow in the sky."
The one said: "The sound of the tide is loud and the horses are loud, and the shadow of the tower is soaked in the two dragons."
Duanmu Lin chanted: "I just saw Guyu now, but Yuanlai has two peaks. The tower lights are facing each other, shining on the dragon every night."
These two towers are not simply pagodas, but also serve as lighthouses, guiding the direction for ships on night sailing.
After listening to their chanting, Li Luotang suddenly regretted walking with them. Can't he simply enjoy the scenery?
Some people's minds go blank when they are anxious.
Fortunately, Li Luotang was not. After pondering for a moment, she came up with a poem, "Thousands of furniture and boats at the foot of the city, and the two towers in the middle of the river pressed against the waves."
Chapter completed!