A turmoil that seemed to subside.

But the subsequent aftermath ripples are still continuous.

First, Helan Minzhi killed the killer in his own house and cleaned it up ruthlessly.

For this reason, he was also impeached by the counselor Wang Maoshu.

Then with the Taoist priest Guo Xingzhen, another conflict broke out and he almost fought in front of the martial queen.

Next, Helan Minzhi and Li Yifu were also obviously estranged.

It seems that Helan Minzhi is also surrounded by people with clear minds.

It may have been kept in the dark at the time, but afterwards, it was still able to react.

However, Su Dawei didn't care about these and didn't want to mix them.

According to Li Zhi's will, he returned to Chang'an County, met the new county gentleman, and re-became his bad handsome.

Qian Bazhi and a bunch of old bad people are happy.

However, Su Dawei thought about it later, and he also felt some taste.

When he first returned to Chang'an, he was "troubled" in Chang'an County, Wannian County, and Dali Temple because of the assassination.

Now for the sake of the assassination case, he was sent back to Chang'an County by Li Zhi to continue to be a bad handsome.

This seems to be a bit of a slap in the face.

And I had trouble with Xinxian Jun before, and after working together, there will be some discomfort.

Even if Su Dawei doesn't have it, how can he ensure that there is no thorn in the heart of the county gentleman?

This time, Li Zhi did it a little ruthlessly, and he felt like he was beating himself with Su Da.

However, these are trivial matters, as long as the position of the temple secretary of the Ducha Temple does not move, Su Dawei can bear it.

He is now fundamental, one is the relationship between the martial arts and the queen.

Second, it is the power that comes from the Ducha Monastery.

As for being a bad handsome person or an official position with a false name, it is just icing on the cake.

When everything at hand is straightened out, time has hurried past the end of the year and come to January.

After a busy day on the Shangyuan Festival, Su Dawei received the news that made him extremely shocked and heartbroken.

"The mage is dead."

He ...... Do you have anything to say? ”

Su Dawei faced the walker in front of him, only to feel that his throat suddenly became extremely dry.

The sunlight in the sky, white for a while, makes people dizzy.

There was a sudden feeling of emptiness in my heart.

Although he had known that there would be such a day, when it really came, it still made him feel extremely sudden and unacceptable.

"Before the Venerable Nirvana, a disciple asked him, does Western Bliss really exist?"

The walker held the iron rod and slowly sat down cross-legged opposite Su Dawei.

His complexion seemed calm, but the aura on his body seemed a little disordered.

This is the first time Su Dawei has seen this kind of situation in so many years.

"What did the mage say?"

"He said, it's true." In the eyes of the walker, there seemed to be tears flashing.

In the first year of the Tang Dynasty, in the first month, a generation of monks, Master Xuanzang passed away in Yuhua Palace.

According to the "Biography of the Three Tibetan Masters of the Dacisi Temple of the Tang Dynasty", Master Xuanzang had already predicted everything.

He once said to the assistants and disciples of the translation field: Xuanzang is fifty out of sixty this year, and he will die in this Jialan.

Soon after, he said: If there is impermanence, you should send me from the thrifty province, you can get rid of the wrapping, and still choose a secluded place in the mountain stream to settle, do not approach the palace temple.

The impure body should be far away.

This is to make a last word about what happened after his death, hoping that after death, he will find a secluded place to settle down.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Master Xuanzang's disciples implored him to translate the "Great Treasure Accumulation Sutra".

After Xuanzang reluctantly translated the first few lines, he suddenly stopped and looked at his disciple calmly and solemnly: This sutra is the same as "Great Prajna", Xuanzang can't do it anymore because of his own strength, and his death has come, and it is not far away.

On the twenty-fourth day of the first lunar month, Xuanzang gathered all the translators around him and left his last words in the world.

"Xuanzang's poisonous body is deeply disgusting, and after what he has done, it is not suitable to live for a long time.

I am willing to return to the Buddha with the blessings and wisdom of the cultivation, and all the sentient beings will be born together to see the Buddha in the family members of Maitreya in the history of many days, and the Buddha is also willing to do Buddhist things with the next life.

and even the supreme Bodhi. ”

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Su Dawei looked at the walker, his eyes seemed to pass through him, and he saw the picture of his first meeting Master Xuanzang many years ago.

Everything is like yesterday.

The mage's voice and appearance are so real in my heart.

But he finally became nirvana.

Su Dawei's heart was empty, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

After a long time, his throat squirmed, and he said to the walker who was also sitting in front of him: "The mage is gone, what are the plans of the senior brother?" ”

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, this time, it's a farewell to you."

"Go, where are you going?"

Su Dawei couldn't react for a while.

"Back to Guazhou, it's my hometown."

"Uh, my brother's hometown is in Guazhou?"

"Yes, my common family name is Shi Pantuo, and my home is in the Western Regions......"

The walker's hand caressed the iron rod, and his eyes showed the color of memory.

"Time is really fast, thirty-five years ago, three years of Zhenguan, the master traveled west, passed through Guazhou, and preached in the local Asoka Temple for more than a month.

The walker seemed to recall something good, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"When people say that Bodhi is initiated, I asked the Dharma Master to take me into the initiation at that time, and from then on I accompanied the Dharma Master."

"Wait, you...... Are you Shi Banda? ”

Su Dawei almost didn't jump.

As a soul from the Hereafter, he happened to have heard of the name.

It is said that in the sister cave of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, in the Yulin Grottoes, there is a mural called "Tang Seng Drawing the Scriptures".

He painted more than 300 years earlier than Wu Chengen's "Journey to the West".

In the mural, there are only Tang monks, white horses and a bearded man with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks, and there are no Zhu Bajie and Sha monks.

Later generations have verified that the Tang monk in the painting is Xuanzang himself.

He was dressed in trousers, his coat was on the right side, his hands were folded, and his face was handsome.

The Hu people wore pants, bast shoes on their feet, gold rings on their heads, a low forehead and a long mouth, toothy hair, and round eyes, like a human and a monkey.

The image is realistic and wild.

In the painting, the Hu man carries a scroll and holds a horse.

Later generations proved that this is the prototype of Wu Chengen's "Monkey King", named Shi Pantuo.

But there's a problem with that.

In Xuanzang's "Tang Dynasty Western Regions", although Shi Pantuo accompanied him for a period and sent him out of the customs, he later regretted it on the way, and even killed Xuanzang.

In the end, Xuanzang separated from him and continued to embark on the westward journey.

"Senior brother, you, how can you be Shi Pantuo, you are not ......"

"I know, in the Master's "Chronicles of the Western Regions", it is said that 'Shi Pantuo' is separated from him, isn't it?"

The walker gently stroked the iron rod, tears flashing in his eyes: "That's the mage to protect me." ”

"Protection?"

"It's not just me, even the king of Gaochang, Ko Wentai, and the mage didn't mention it."

As soon as the walker said this, Su Dawei immediately understood.

Yes, in "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", Xuanzang deliberately made some concealments for the people who helped him.

And the "Biography of the Three Tibetan Masters of the Dacisi Temple of the Tang Dynasty", which the disciples listened to his oral account of the events on the way to the west, recorded a scale and a half claw.

All because the Tang Dynasty was at war with the Turks, and the border was blocked.

Xuanzang went out of the customs privately.

According to Tang law, it is a felony.

"I see, I see."

Su Dawei looked at the walker: "Senior brother, is there still your family over there in Guazhou?" ”

The walker had a crying look on his face: "Thirty-five years, how can there be a family." ”

In later generations, there is research that Shi Pantuo's hometown is in Suoyang City, Anxi County, Gansu Province.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was probably called Kuyu City, which belonged to Guazhou County of the Tang Dynasty, not far from Gaochang County.

"Since there is no family there, why don't you stay in Chang'an?"

"Although Chang'an is good, I am concerned, only the mage is alone, and now that the mage is gone, I will also go back to the place where I came."

After the walker finished speaking, he stood up and knocked the iron rod lightly on the ground: "Don't forget, what you promised the mage." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely hand over "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" to the descendants of King Gaochang by hand."

"Very good."

The walker nodded and said, "Then don't live here." ”

"Senior brother, take care."

Su Dawei got up and saluted the walkers.

He knew that this time he would say goodbye, and in this life, he would probably never see the walker again.

Farewell, Brother Wukong.

……

"Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains, the spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me."

"Brother, what kind of poem are you reading? Do not understand. ”

Nie Su raised his face, his big eyes flashed with light, and his face was full of admiration and worship.

Su Dawei coughed a few times with a little embarrassment: "It's nothing, it's just a whim, think of Senior Brother Xingshi, by the way, don't ask me what Guazhou ...... is"

Su Dawei casually read a poem by Wang Anshi of the Northern Song Dynasty.

This Guazhou is not the state of Pegua.

The Guazhou of the Northern Song Dynasty belonged to Yangzhou City, and the Guazhou that the traveler went to was the area of Gansu in later generations.

"It's a pity that Master Xuanzang passed away, I actually like to listen to his lectures, and there are many things I want to ask him, about how this demon pestle appeared in the hands of the mage, and about strange things, Helan Minzhi and Ming Chongyan, now, there is nowhere to ask."

Speaking of this, Su Dawei couldn't help but sigh.

Nie Su pulled his hand and whispered: "It's just the Yuan Festival, so you can't stay at home for a long time, and you have to be busy when there is a case." ”

"Haha, that's right, I should accompany my Xiao Su more."

Su Dawei stretched out his fingers and scratched the tip of Nie Su's small nose.

I can't help but feel a little sorry for my family.

"By the way, brother, do you know what day it is?"

Nie Su raised his face, dragged Su Dawei's hand, and swayed from side to side like a coquette.

"Today? What is the first day of February? ”

"It's the birthday of the Sun Monarch."

The first year of the Great Tang Linde, the first day of February.

The chill in Chang'an City is still thick.

This day is the birthday of the true monarch of the sun.

The people of ten thousand families burned incense and bowed to the sun, and offered sugar cakes to Zhenjun to eat.

The name is "Sun Cake".

The sun cake is as round as China and Japan, and the cake surface is carved with a bamboo skewer on top of the three-legged golden crow.

After the offering, a section of the Sun Sutra is recited.

Outside the Sun Palace in Chang'an, where the Sun True Monarch is enshrined, pilgrims gather.

In addition to a dazzling array of treasures, there are also juggling performances such as balls, pan dances, Luxian, Suogo, flying pills, pulling distances, carrying tripods, and exceeding blades.

There are also a lot of singing and dancing and musical instruments.

The emergency tube is uneven, the long sleeves are beautiful, the spring is snowy, and the flow is clear.

It's very lively.