The fishing village is not big. After passing through a small street, you will arrive in front of the temple located at the entrance of the village.

The luxurious temples appear abrupt and isolated in front of the small fishing village, and the vermilion gate gives people a natural feeling of oppression.

At this moment, there were several horses tied in front of the temple gate, and several knights in armor were sitting quietly under the shade of the tree in front of the gate. At this moment, when they saw Chen Xian and the other two walking, their eyes kept turning around on the three of them.

Su Xinchen glanced at the people, then ignored the other party's gaze and led Chen Xian to the door.

"Character—" Before he could walk in front of him, the door was pushed open.

An elderly monk poked out half of his body, and after seeing Su Xinzheng clearly, he smiled and said, "Defend Su, Xiao Ming Wang had already ordered you. You were here last night, so let's wait here."

Chen Xian knew that Xiao Ming Wang should be his father-in-law who is the leader of the White Lotus Sect. The White Lotus Sect can actually be regarded as a branch of Buddhism, which is that even the slogans are "The Ming King comes to the world, Maitreya descends to the earth".

This title naturally won't make Chen Xian have any strange feeling, but the monk in front of him attracted his attention.

The monk's robe on this monk is not the common color of blue cloth, but rather a strange crimson red. Coupled with the other person's appearance, his temperament always makes people feel strange, as if he was like a temple in front of him - incompatible with this place.

Su Xinzheng bowed and stepped into the door: "There is Zen Master Laulin."

Chen Xian also bowed his hand and raised his foot to follow, but the monk called Zen Master Lin raised his hand to block his way, and smiled and said, "Is this Chen Xingzhi, Qiantang County?"

"It's right." Chen Xian took a step back and frowned slightly to look at the other party.

The monk laughed, his eyes narrowed into two slender slits, and he said, "Master Chen, Xiao Ming Wang has long said that you are very talented, and he also praised the words you made."

"I really amazed by the love from the leader." Chen Xian bowed his hand and said in his heart: This old father-in-law is quite good, and he is going to give me a warning first?

Sure enough, the Zen Master Lin looked at Chen Xian with a smile and said, "Xiao Ming Wang accidentally got a couplet in the early years. He has been thinking hard for many years, but he has never been able to get the couplet. Since Mr. Chen is the literary world of Jiangsu and Zhejiang--"

But before he finished speaking, Chen Xian grinned and interrupted the monk's words, saying simply and directly: "I didn't even eat dinner to hurry yesterday. Now I'm empty in my stomach. Please send out the first couplet!"

"Uh--" Zen Master Lin was stunned for a while, and looked at Chen Xian in surprise, obviously a little surprised - is this guy so confident?

Then he thought again - this guy said that he was empty now, could he have found a way out for himself? Even if he couldn't match it, you didn't let him fill his stomach?

He glanced at Chen Xian suspiciously, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but saw the scholar raising his eyebrows and raising his hand, and said frankly: "Master, please--"

"Ahem." Zen Master Lin received a task to test Chen Xian, but at this moment he was started by the other party and was stunned for a moment.

He served the leader all year round. On weekdays, even if the elders saw him, they would at least be respectful on the surface, but they had never seen Chen Xian, who would hurriedly take on the wild path that he had drawn down without saying three words?

He was stunned for three seconds before he remembered the first couplet that the leader said: "Mr. Chen is indeed a young hero... Since that's the case, the old monk said... The first couplet is 'Inch of land is a temple, and the poem is about the poem next to the temple, and the poem says: The bright moon sends the monk back to the ancient temple'"

Chen Xian frowned.

This first couplet is indeed a bit difficult - a small place is also a humble word from my father-in-law. When "city of land" is combined, it happens to be the word "silver", and "Yingshi" is combined, which is another poem of poetry...

As for the bright moon behind him who sent the monk back to the ancient temple... Could it be that he was implicit in the court and he was storing him into this small temple?

But if you don’t raise an army to rebel, you are afraid that the court will not be able to find this place for another three hundred years? Why use this sentence to imply something?

Seeing Chen Xian frowned and his eyes were dull, Zen Master Lin knew that it was stumping the scholar who was still anxious just now, so he felt secretly proud of what kind of person the leader was. He naturally knew the most. If he was talking about talent and knowledge, he would probably be able to easily go to high school if he participated in the imperial examination.

This first couplet was obtained by the leader occasionally in this Zhenlong Temple. As for the second couplet... I am afraid that there are only a handful of people in this world who can match it. Even if the scholar in front of him has some talent, he will have to think hard for a while.

Want to go to the temple for dinner now? You should be hungry first!

Chen Xian thought for a moment, but felt that the second couplet was difficult to get out for a while, so he smiled bitterly and bowed: "This first couplet by Master is really too difficult, I can't match it."

"Since I can't match..." the old monk smiled, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Then please please Mr. Chen go back first."

"Go back? Where to go?" Chen Xian was stunned - Am I not the distinguished guest you invited? He treated me as if he was going to drive me away? He said he would drive me away?

Zen Master Lin narrowed his eyes, his voice sarcastically said: "As an outsider, Mr. Chen, since he has come to Long Village in my town, naturally, he cannot leave the village at will, so please ask the sir to find a place nearby."

"What does this mean?" Chen Xian was stunned - he was so sad that his father-in-law didn't plan to see him at all, but was planning to trap himself in this small village?

What is this? Illegal detention?

Zen Master Lin laughed: "It's not aimed at Mr. Chen alone, but this town of Long Village is the top secret place in my sect. If it were not approved by Xiao Ming, no one could leave easily..."

Who are you trying to fool? I'm afraid the heroine of the Poyun Sword has run away a lot, right?

When Chen Xian thought of this, he secretly thought in his heart - when he entered the village in the middle of the night, he didn't see any guards. If he had led the donkey away in the middle of the night, what could they do? Well, then, you will kidnap your saint and smuggle...

What else will this Xiao Ming King want to do? If you miss your daughter, you will cry to death!

It seemed as if he could see Chen Xian’s thoughts. Zen Master Lin’s expression became serious and his tone was full of threats: “If Mr. Chen wants to escape, it is unlikely. Even if the girl beside you is good, she is definitely not a match for the monks in my temple…”

Who wants to fight with you? I can't escape if I greet you with lime powder, dark crossbow, and the Five Thunder God Machine?

Seeing Chen Xian's disapproval, the old monk spoke again and said quietly: "There is a 500-man cavalry outside the village responsible for the safety of Long Village, Gongwei Town. At the speed of Mr. Chen riding a donkey, I'm afraid..."
Chapter completed!