(It’s hard to cross a boat if a boat is broken, but it’s hard to cross a person if the heart is broken)
Thousands of miles away, the sun sets and the moon rises. Lanfeng and Uncle Wang drove a carriage for a long distance, and there were two full moons as they walked.
After watching the leaves fall, I admired all the yellow mountains. The streams gather into lakes, and wild geese fly across the sky in autumn.
Say goodbye to the chirping of cicadas in summer and welcome the fields of golden autumn flowers. The setting sun falls into the valley, and the red clouds cover the sky.
When the stars were shining, the two of them stopped and came to a village. The village was very big. Against the starlight, one could see that it was surrounded by fertile fields and herds of cattle and sheep.
Lanfeng got off the carriage and walked with Uncle Wang. They saw the lights in the village shining brightly at night, so they found a villager to stay overnight.
After dinner, Uncle Wang chatted with the farmer. Lan Feng had nothing to do and was listening on the sidelines...
Then Uncle Wang asked: "Brother, where is the land in front of us?"
The old farmer took a sip of tea and smacked his lips: "This place is called Longjiao Valley. You may not have heard of this name, but it was called Yingchoujian five hundred years ago."
"Oh?" Uncle Wang immediately became interested when he heard about Yingchoujian. "Isn't Yingchoujian the place where Master Sanzang subdued the little white dragon? Why is it called Longjiao Valley now?"
The old farmer said: "You don't know something. Back then, when this was Yingchoujian, there were barren mountains and rivers everywhere, and there were no people living anywhere.
But after the little white dragon was surrendered, Guanyin Bodhisattva ordered him to carry Master Tripitaka to the west, so he sawed off the dragon's horns and removed the scales, so that he could turn into a white horse.
The dragon horns were left in the mountain stream and turned into two horn peaks. The dragon scales spread on the ground and turned into acres of fertile farmland. Otherwise, where would our village be? "
"It turns out that there are such opportunities in this place. It is really a blessing for the people." Uncle Wang said, and Lan Feng listened with great interest.
The old farmer smiled widely and asked, "Look where you are going to chase this dust."
Uncle Wang pointed at Lan Feng and said, "Send this child to Jinshan Temple. May I ask, how far is Jinshan Temple from here?"
The old farmer said: "Jinshan Temple... you have to take the waterway. After three days of boating, you can see the river bank and the lake. The Jinshan Temple stands on the lake. There happens to be a small boat family in our village. You can hire the boatman. I’ll take you there, and you can also take a look at the pair of Longjiao Peaks along the way. But the price is..."
Uncle Wang understood and took out ten taels of silver from his bag and handed it to the old farmer: "Please, brother, lead the way for us."
Seeing that Uncle Wang was generous, the old farmer quickly accepted the silver and took some dry food from the kitchen and gave it to Uncle Wang. After the two chatted for a while, the old farmer led them to the room to rest.
After a night of silence, the next morning, Lan Feng and Uncle Wang got up and packed their luggage. Since we had to travel by water, the carriage was left at the old farmhouse until Uncle Wang came back to use it.
The two of them followed the old farmer, and the autumn sun shining on their bodies was less violent than summer and more lazy. Mountain flowers are blooming on the path at your feet, scattered and colorful, and autumn insects are jumping around. Lanfeng walked behind the two of them and brushed the mountain flowers with his hands, feeling happy.
After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, several people stopped at a ferry. I saw that this water stream is deep and deep, with cliffs on both sides. Strange pines are entangled on the cliffs, and the occasional bird song echoes in the valley.
There was a boat with a black awning parked at the ferry, and there was a pair of legs hanging on the eaves of the boat. Apparently, the owner of the boat was still dozing.
The old farmer stepped forward and shook the boat and said: "Long Zai, it's business! Hey, wake up!"
"Don't cross... don't cross, I want to sleep!" The man yelled, turned sideways, curled his legs into the boat, and fell asleep again.
Uncle Wang saw that the old farmer didn't respond after calling for a long time, so he and Lan Feng stepped forward to take a look.
I saw the fisherman covering his face with a bamboo hat. There was a pole standing on the bow of the boat with an iron hook hanging on it. There was nothing in the shed, but there were a few beds on the boat. But when they looked at it, they frowned. It turned out that there was a hole in the boat, and there was still water seeping inside.
"This, how can this broken boat ferry people?" Uncle Wang said, shaking his head.
Seeing him talking, the old farmer quickly pulled Uncle Wang aside and said, "Brother, please keep your voice down. He is the only ferry boat in Longjiao Valley. His family's ancestors have been ferrying here. Don't tell me that this boat is weird." Very well, even if it leaks, the people on the boat can always reach their destination safely, and no matter the distance, as long as they reach their destination, the water in the boat will be just full."
Uncle Wang shook his head and said, "How could such a magical thing exist? Brother, please don't lie to me."
As he was talking, the fisherman in the boat yawned. He stretched out in front of the sun, and when he glanced this way, he happened to see Lan Feng staring at him. When he saw the sapphire Buddha beads and wisteria gourd on Lan Feng's neck, he asked: "That kid, where did the Buddha beads on your neck come from?"
Lan Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know... someone must have given it to me..." Lan Feng really didn't know the origin of this Buddhist bead, so he had to make up a story to fool it.
The man took off his bamboo hat, and Lan Feng and Uncle Wang saw his appearance. This is a young man in his early twenties, with stubble on his face and dark skin. The muscles on his body are strong and he wears this old cloth jacket.
He smiled and said, "Hey, hey, you guys, are you taking a boat?" As he said this, he patted his awning boat.
"Your boat is still leaking, how can you ferry people there? You can't sit down unless you sit down." Uncle Wang waved his hand and said.
The fisherman said: "I just heard from the uncle that you are going to Jinshan Temple. If we go by land, it will probably take half a month to go around the Snake Winding Mountain. In my small boat, it will only take three days to get out of Longjiao Valley. We'll be there soon. Don't you think about it anymore?"
Uncle Wang was hesitant when he heard what he said, but Lan Feng on the side said: "Uncle Wang, let's trust this big brother just once. If the ship is really going to sink, then he himself will also fall into the water."
"Oh, this little brother has thought it through~" the fisherman said, "Don't call me big brother. My name is Long Xiao, so you can call me Big Brother Long."
Lan Feng responded, and when Uncle Wang saw this, he had no choice but to agree to Long Xiao.
Long Xiao smiled and said: "Since I was introduced by the uncle, I will charge you fifty taels of silver."
"It's so expensive! Why don't you go and grab it?!" Although Uncle Wang thought the price of the dragon owl was too high, he was the only boatman here, and the silver coins given by Master Su were indeed sufficient, so he paid while muttering money.
The two got on the boat. Long Xiao took their luggage and hung it on the iron hook. He helped the two people sit firmly on the bed and said goodbye to the old farmer. Then he lit the bamboo pole and drove slowly towards the mountain stream.
The secluded valley blocked the sun, and the breeze behind him pushed the boat forward steadily. Seeing that the boat was relatively stable, Uncle Wang lay down on the bed to rest, while Lan Feng got off the bed and sat on the eaves of the boat, looking into the distance. It looks like an endless valley. When the dragon owl saw the wind pushing the boat, he tied the bamboo pole to the stern and sat next to Lan Feng.
When Lan Feng saw Long Xiao sitting next to him, he asked, "Brother Long, have you lived here since you were a child?"
Long Xiao looked at Lan Feng and said with a smile: "Little brother, didn't you listen to what the uncle said? My family's ancestors have lived here for generations, guarding this broken boat and ferrying the destined ones..."
Just as Lan Feng was about to speak, the boat suddenly went crazy and swayed into the water. With quick eyes and quick hands, Long Xiao grabbed Lan Feng and said, "Sit tight, little brother, Longjiao Peak is here~"
Uncle Wang felt this and sat up. He looked towards the valley in front of him, and his eyes suddenly froze.
Only a pair of abrupt horn peaks can be seen rising from the ground, just like dragon horns. Each of the two horn peaks has a fork that just connects the two sides of the mountain stream. These two giant peaks soared to the top of the clouds, shrouded in purple mist. And if you look at this mountain stream from above, it looks like a giant snake coiling around the surrounding mountains, and the two horned peaks are like a crown on the snake's head!
"I never imagined that there could be such a wonderful scene in the world, such as a pair of Dragon King's horns!" Uncle Wang was shocked by the wonderful scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
Lanfeng was also attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him at this time, and Long Xiao smiled helplessly when he saw the two of them like this.
He said: "This is the Longjiao Peak of Shepanshan Mountain. After the little white dragon left, the pair of dragon horns were left here. The pair of horns were worn on the snake's head in Shepanshan Mountain, and there was a sign that the long snake would transform into a dragon. , so the village will have good weather and good weather, and the land will be fertile to support people."
"That village, brother, don't you live in that village?" Uncle Wang asked.
Long Xiao shook his head: "No, this broken boat is enough for us to ferry. This mountain stream has raised me, so I will worship this mountain stream~" As he said that, he actually took out the fifty taels of silver from his arms. , with a wave of his hand, they were all thrown into the mountain stream.
"You little brother...hey..." Uncle Wang was helpless when he saw that Long Xiao had thrown away so much money.
Long Xiao smiled and looked at the Longjiao Peak and said: "The white dragon travels thousands of miles, and its body is locked in front of the sound of thunder. The horned eagle stays in the melancholy stream, looking at the water and the Jinshan Immortal."
Uncle Wang was confused and asked: "You little brother, you were born in this mountainous place, how can you still talk nonsense?" The White Dragon is in Yingchou Stream, and Jinshan Temple is the place where Master Tripitaka became a monk. What does it matter? This can also bring you together."
"Hahaha!!" Long Xiao looked up to the sky and laughed, "Yes, Bailong has achieved Zhengguo, and Jin Chanzi has also cultivated to become a meritorious Buddha in ten lifetimes. But what about Tang Sanzang?"
Lanfeng was confused when he heard this. He asked, "Brother Long, isn't Jin Chanzi Master Tripitaka?"
Long Xiao looked at Lan Feng, squatted down and touched his head and said: "Yes, little brother, Jin Chanzi is Tang Sanzang, Tang Sanzang, isn't he Jin Chanzi~ Haha~"
After that, he picked up the bamboo pole and lit the water without saying a word...
In the evening, Uncle Wang was worried that water had entered the hole in the boat, so he got off the bed board to check. Unexpectedly, he saw that only a small part of the water had seeped in. He was surprised and returned to the bed board. He took some dry food and handed it to Lan Feng and Long Xiao. Then he saw that the cliff in the distance stopped abruptly, and they finally passed through the Longjiao Valley and merged into the Taotao River.
Lanfeng looked at the dots of fishing fires on the shore, and a familiar yet unfamiliar emotion came to his heart. He stretched out his hand and paddled in the river, only to see that the water under the boat was different from that of the river, with a faint green light extending from Longjiao Valley into the distance.
"Brother Long, this water..." Lan Feng asked.
Long Xiao lay on the bow of the boat with his legs crossed and said: "It's difficult to cross the broken ship, just because I sent the dragon energy to protect Jinshan Temple..." After saying this, he turned sideways and snored. He didn't know whether he was asleep or unwilling to talk. Lanfeng was left alone to look at the faint water flow in confusion.
The full moon illuminated the river, and the stars filled the sky. Tonight, the river surface is like a mirror, with the stars and moon reflected, and this small boat cuts through the quiet moonlit night as if it is traveling in the sky.
This scene blurred my eyes and calmed my thoughts. Lan Feng also fell asleep dreamily in the scroll with his arms on his pillow...
