Rebirth of the perfect brother-in-law

There is a poem that goes, "If you can't leave Hangzhou, half of it is this lake." What is mentioned here is the West Lake. People say that if you have not been to the West Lake, you have not been to Hangzhou. Although it is exaggerated, it also shows this

A pool of lake water contains too many emotions that people cannot let go of.

Yang Lin listened with admiration as Jiang Ling introduced every scenery of the West Lake. Chu Nan followed closely behind the two of them. The scenery of the West Lake was extremely beautiful, but it was a little different from what Chu Nan had imagined. There were many places that she had never been to before.

If you really look forward to it, you won't find that kind of joy, and you will probably be disappointed.

Jiang Ling was afraid of neglecting Chu Nan. Looking at Chu Nan's slightly disappointed expression, he smiled and said, "Master Chu looks a little disappointed? Why is the scenery here not good?"

Chu Nan shook his head and said: "There are thirty-six West Lakes in the world, and the most beautiful among them is Hangzhou. How can I alone be able to capture the beauty of the West Lake? It's just that it's probably not as stunning as I thought."

Jiang Ling covered her mouth and smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, I have lived in Hangzhou since I was a child. I like to go to West Lake for a walk when I have nothing to do. I have seen so much that I can't realize the beauty of it."

Yang Lin curled her lips and said: "Brother-in-law is talking nonsense. He talks as if he has seen many beautiful scenery. I think this West Lake is very beautiful. It is much better than the scenery in Baoguo Temple."

Jiang Ling held Yang Lin's hand and smiled and said: "I guess my sister is just like me. If you see too much scenery, you won't find it good, but if you look at the scenery elsewhere, it will feel fresh."

Yang Lin was used to having trouble with Chu Nan, and she especially liked to argue with Chu Nan. In the final analysis, it was mostly for the sake of opposition. She felt a little embarrassed after hearing Jiang Ling's words, and muttered: "Let's go, didn't sister tell me last night that there are many people here?"

What a beautiful legend, take me to see it quickly."

Yang Lin looked disappointed and said: "This is the long bridge my sister mentioned. It's not much longer than the small bridge in my backyard."

Chu Nan said with a smile: "I used to tell you to read more books and stop reading those legendary novels that make people cry. Don't you know the saying that bridges are constantly being broken, but bridges that are growing are not growing?"

Yang Lin's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Isn't this a lie?"

Jiang Ling laughed so hard that Chu Nan could only continue to explain: "Broken Bridge and Long Bridge are just names. They are famous because they each have a beautiful legend, just like the fish pecking the beautiful figure in Baoguo Temple.

It’s just a gimmick.”

Yang Lin was a little embarrassed and said dissatisfiedly: "I've never been to the south, so it's normal not to know. Why are you laughing at me?"

Chu Nan pointed to the broken bridge not far away and whispered: "This bridge also tells the lingering and sad story of a noble and beautiful courtesan and a poor scholar. Calling it a long bridge is just to express the lover's eternal wish. You

Haven’t you seen many couples taking a long detour to walk on the bridge?”

Yang Lin felt fresh after hearing this, so she walked to the bridge to take a look. She looked back at Chu Nan and found that he was walking with Jiang Ling talking and laughing, and looked away in frustration.

Yang Lin rolled her eyes, stepped forward and took Jiang Ling's arm and asked, "Sister Jiang, have you ever walked on this bridge with your sweetheart?"

Jiang Ling's face turned red and he said softly: "I've walked through it before, but..."

Yang Lin said excitedly: "It turns out that my sister has a sweetheart. Tell me, what does he do and how did you meet him? Wow, there is such a story. It is so good to walk on this bridge with my sweetheart.

So romantic.”

Jiang Ling shook his head and sighed: "He and I met in West Lake. It was easy to say before, but now my father will definitely disapprove of my association with him."

Yang Lin said carefully: "Why don't you agree? Mr. Jiang seems to be very talkative."

Jiang Ling shook his head and said: "Now that there is no news about him, I don't know whether he is dead or alive. Even if he is still alive,... well, forget it, let's not talk about it. It makes me upset when I think about it."

Chu Nan's heart moved, he thought of a name, and shook his head. Seeing Jiang Ling's lack of interest, looking at the painted boats on the lake that kept coming and going, he smiled and said: "Why don't we also take a boat ride and go boating on the West Lake? There are so many literati and poets here.

A joy that everyone praises.”

Just as Jiang Ling was about to say yes, Yang Lin looked at Chu Nan warily, frowned and said, "What do you want to do? Could it be that the boat is capsizing in the lake, and a hero will save the beauty like the Baoguo Temple last time?"

Chu Nan almost fell down the bridge, but finally stopped the urge to throw Yang Lin into the water, and walked forward with gritted teeth.

Yang Lin was afraid that Chu Nan would be really angry, so she shouted: "Brother-in-law, why are you going?"

Chu Nan said angrily: "Can we go jump into the lake and wait for you to come to the United States to save the heroes?"

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Jiang Ling listened to Yang Lin talk about Chu Nan's rescuing the princess who fell into the water in Baoguo Temple. Looking at the depressed Chu Nan, she covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Is what my sister said true? It's really interesting."

Chu Nan smiled bitterly, not bothering to expose Yang Lin's story of maliciously vilifying herself.

With Yang Lin's story, even if Jiang Ling tried to persuade him, Chu Nan resolutely said that he would not go boating to show his purity. Jiang Linnai said: "Instead of going boating, let's go hiking. Lingyin Temple on the nearby mountain

It’s very popular.”

Lingyin Temple is very famous and the incense is very popular. This is not because Chu Nan is knowledgeable, but from the fact that the mountain path is crowded with pilgrims going up and down the mountain. He must be careful not to be scolded for eating tofu, but also take care of the two people behind him.

Such a beauty, even though the mountain is only a few hundred meters high, it still took a lot of Chu Nan's effort.

Chu Nan had once come into contact with the Snow Mountain Pope, who was almost a true god in the eyes of the people of the Western Region, and a demigod in the eyes of others. He was not very interested in praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas, so he winked at the guards of the Jiang family who had been following not far away.

, motioning for them to follow for protection.

Chu Nan looked at someone playing chess under the shade of a tree not far away, and went to take a look while chatting.

The chess players were a monk and a layman. The monk was already very old. Behind him stood a young novice monk with his head peeping out. His opponent was a young scholar. He smiled lightly and was very popular. Seeing Chu Nan leave,

Come just smile and nod.

Chu Nan lowered his head and saw that the chess game was almost over. The old monk's defeat was obvious, but he was still thinking hard about how to break the game. He was holding a sunspot but hesitated not knowing where to place it.

Then: "Old monk, you have already lost, don't hold on anymore, or you will make this young man laugh."

The old monk glanced at Chu Nan, then focused on the chess game and said, "I don't believe that I can't beat you even once, even if I win half a piece."

Then: "You still want to beat me, but the last time you tied with me was five years ago?"

The old monk still persisted and murmured: "You learned how to play chess from me. I don't believe that I can't beat you! If you wait a little longer, I will definitely be able to come up with a wonderful move to break the game."

Chu Nan glanced at the scholar in surprise, and sympathized with the old monk. He was brutally tortured by his disciples. No wonder the monk who had nothing in his body also developed obsessions.

The old monk looked at Chu Nan and said, "Donor, do you think there is a way to turn this game around?"

Chu Nan looked at it carefully for a while, then shook his head and said: "The defeat has been obvious, and there is no way to recover. If I want to restore the defeat, it is really beyond my power."

The old monk also understood in his heart, but he was somewhat unwilling to do so. At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and a few leaves fell on the chessboard. The old monk reached out to pick them up and put them aside. His movements were neither hasty nor slow, making Chu Nan narrow his eyes.

The young man rubbed his eyes and said in surprise: "Where are my chess pieces? Why are there only a few missing?"

The old monk looked slightly embarrassed and said calmly: "Aren't all the chess pieces here? Where are they missing?"

The scholar stretched out his hand to hold the old monk's wrist, but no chess piece was found. He scratched his head and said, "No, I clearly had my chess pieces in these places just now. Why did they disappear now? It must be your fault."

Chu Nan looked at the white powder that was vaguely visible on the white monk's robe that the old monk had washed, and shook his head with a smile.

The scholar followed Chu Nan's eyes and suddenly realized: "The great monk used your kung fu to bully me again, and I was almost deceived by you. These are chess pieces made of precious ivory, and they were crushed into powder by you. What a sin."

ah."

The old monk's face turned red. He simply gave up and admitted defeat. He clasped his hands and said, "My Buddha atones for his sins, but my disciple has violated the precepts again."

Then: "If the Buddha has a spirit, you will make him angry to death. As the abbot, he violates the precepts. How can he teach his disciples and transform all sentient beings?"

The old monk said solemnly: "The former eminent monk Daoji said that if wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha will remain in the heart. How can the old monk keep the precepts without violating the precepts? Those who do not enter the secular world and do not know the hardships and rituals of the human world are virtual Buddhas, not my Buddha.

"

Chu Nan applauded and said: "This is a very good statement. Master is much better than those sanctimonious fake monks. Just look at what you said just now. Even the great monk in the capital can't compare with you."

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said to Chu Nan: "The donor has given me a great reward. Lao Na Yunlin, I dare not compare with senior brother Zhengyi in terms of Buddhist practice."

Then: "This young master has seen Master Zhengyi? He must be from the capital."

Chu Nan nodded and said, "Yes, I was lucky enough to meet Master Zhengyi several times before."

The scholar thought for a while, looked Chu Nan up and down, and said with a smile: "If I read it correctly just now, one of the two young ladies who just entered is a magistrate with a daughter's fortune. So, the young master has been here recently.

Mr. Chu is very popular in Hangzhou."

Chu Nan was surprised: "Am I not famous? Why didn't I realize it?"

Then: "Others may not be able to guess it, but I can guess it to a certain extent. I have heard of Mr. Chu a long time ago."

Chu Nan looked calmly and said: "Really? I'm Chu Nan, I wonder where the young master has heard of me?"

The scholar still smiled meaningfully, "Not only have I heard of you, but I think Mr. Chu must also have heard of my name."

Chu Nan looked at the great monk Yunlin who was chanting Buddha with his eyes closed, shook his head and said: "I don't like people who pretend to be gods and ghosts the most. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it clearly."

Then: "Don't worry, after all, I came here today just to see you. There will be many opportunities to meet you in the future. How can I finish all my words at once?"

At this time, Jiang Ling and Yang Lin came from a distance. The scholar patted the dust on his body and muttered: "When a woman comes, there will be trouble, especially the woman you know. I will talk to you next time. Let's go, Su Tu, it's time

Went back."

The scholar walked a few steps, then stopped and turned around and said to Chu Nan: "I can't be too mean. Let me tell you first. My surname is Zhang. I will tell you my name next time we meet."

Su Tu was a big man with a strong aura. When he walked past Chu Nan, he exuded an undisguised murderous aura and a faint smell of sea. He glanced at Chu Nan coldly and realized that Chu Nan was not alone.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised that he didn't show any panic or fear like normal people.

Then: "You idiot, stop embarrassing yourself. Come on, don't you know that I hate seeing women pestering me the most?"

Su Tu quickly followed and muttered: "Then you deserve to provoke so many women."

Yang Lin ran over and said happily: "Brother-in-law, Sister Jiang asked for a marriage lottery. The master in the palace said it was a good fortune, saying that good things take a long time, but in the end they can achieve good results."

Jiang Ling held the lottery ticket tightly, looked at the door of the temple, and murmured: "I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems I have to believe it."