(It’s hard to cross a boat if it’s broken, it’s hard to cross a person if your heart is broken)

Thousands of miles away, the sun sets and the moon rises. Lanfeng and Uncle Wang are driving a carriage for a long distance. During this journey, there are two full moons.

After watching the leaves fall, you can admire the yellow mountains. The streams gather into lakes, and the wild geese fly in the sky in autumn.

Say goodbye to the chirping of cicadas in summer and welcome the golden autumn flower fields. The setting sun falls in 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, and against the starlight they could see that it was surrounded by fertile fields and herds of cattle and sheep.

Lan Feng got off the carriage and walked with Uncle Wang. When they saw the night lights in the village, they found a villager to stay overnight.

After dinner, Uncle Wang chatted with the farmer. Lan Feng had nothing to do and was listening...

The 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 suddenly 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 its 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. Could you please tell me, how far is Jinshan Temple from here?"

The old farmer said: "Jinshan Temple... you have to go by water. After three days of sailing, 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 five 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 to give 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, Lan Feng and Uncle Wang got up the next morning and took their luggage with them. Since they had to travel by water, the carriage was left at the old farmhouse so that Uncle Wang would use it when he came back.

The two walked with the old farmer, and the autumn sun on their bodies was less violent than summer and more lazy. Mountain flowers were blooming on the path at their feet, scattered and colorful, and autumn insects were jumping around. Lan Feng walked behind them,

When I reach out and brush these mountain flowers, I feel happy.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, a few people stopped at a ferry. They saw that the water stream was deep and deep, with cliffs on both sides. Strange pines were entangled on the cliffs, and the occasional bird song echoed in the valley.

There was a boat with a black awning parked at the ferry, and a pair of legs hung on the eaves. 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 shouted, 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.

They saw the fisherman covering his face with a bamboo hat, and 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 bed boards on the boat. And when they took a look,

, but frowned. It turned out that there was a hole in the boat, and there was still water seeping inside.

"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."

Just as he was talking, he heard the fisherman in the boat yawn. He stretched out in front of the sun, and when he glanced over here, he happened to see Lan Feng staring at him. He saw the hair on Lan Feng's neck.

After seeing the sapphire beads and wisteria gourd, he asked, "Child, where did the 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 him.

The man took off his bamboo hat, and Lan Feng and Uncle Wang saw his appearance. He was a young man in his early twenties, with stubble on his face and dark skin. He had strong muscles on his body and wore an old cloth jacket.

He smiled and said, "Hey, hey, 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 won't be able to ferry people if you don't want to sit down." Uncle Wang waved his hand at the side 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 just trust this big brother for 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 ten 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 to himself.

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 board 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 looked like an endless valley. When the dragon owl saw the wind pushing the boat, he tied the bamboo pole to the stern of the boat and sat next to Lan Feng.

Lanfeng saw Long Xiao sitting next to him and 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 old man 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 went crazy and dived into the water.

He swayed away. Long Xiao had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Lan Feng and said: "Sit tight, little brother, Longjiao Peak is here~"

Uncle Wang was so shocked that he sat up and looked towards the valley in front of him. 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 rush to the top of the clouds, shrouded in purple mist. And this

If you look at the 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.

Lan Feng was also attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, 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 head of the snake in Shepanshan Mountain, which is a sign that the long snake will 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: "Don't stop, 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 twelve 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 all the money.

Long Xiao smiled and looked at the Longjiao Peak and said: "The white dragon traveled thousands of miles, locking its body in front of the sound of thunder. The horned eagle is left to mourn in the stream, looking at the water and the Jinshan Immortal."

Uncle Wang was confused when he heard this, so he asked: "You little brother, you were born in this mountain 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. There are two places

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. Then he was surprised and returned to the bed board. He took some dry food and handed it to Lan Feng.

With Long Xiao, they saw that the cliff in the distance stopped abruptly. 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, and saw that the water under the boat was different from that of the river, with a faint green light, and it continued from the dragon.

Kakutani comes over and stretches 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 that, he turned sideways and snored. I don't know if he fell asleep or didn't want to talk.

, Lan Feng 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 was like a mirror, and the stars and moon were reflected. This small boat cut through the quiet moonlit night as if it were traveling in the sky.
Chapter completed!