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There is no one around here now, so Ji Yuan doesn't have to worry about anything, just return the greeting.

"Jiangshen Baijiang doesn't need to be too polite, it's Ji who disturbed your interest."

Bai Qi turned his head to look in the direction of Jiang Shrine, and said with a smile.

"It's just for fun, it can cultivate your mood, and you can also better understand the meaning of the people in the world and understand what they think in their hearts."

Not to mention anything else, at least Ji Yuan feels that Bai Qi's mental state is much better than before.

"By the way, this is Hu Yun. It's just that I haven't seen him for a few years, but he's progressing quickly and has extraordinary talent!"

This fox came to Chunhui Mansion with Ji Yuan back then, and had a small scene with the big herring and the old turtle by the river, of course Bai Qi recognized it.

The Baijiang God praised Hu Yun half-truthfully, which made Hu Yun a little embarrassed, but also surprised that the Jiang God knew him, but etiquette is still indispensable, so he stood up, with his front paws Also make an arched gesture.

"My lord, Hu Yun, I have met Lord Jiangshen!"

Seeing the fox saluting so solemnly, Bai Qi thought for a while, and returned a shallow salute, which was a great face to Hu Yun, and then turned his attention back to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, would you like to visit the first temple of Chunmu River? I can guide you and explain a few things. Over the years, countless literati have left poems and inscriptions in Jiangshen Temple. In the future, craftsmen and painters will write pictures. The few corridors and walls in the house are treasures!"

In the past, Bai Qi didn't really care about these things, but since he promised to be the god of the river in front of Ji Yuan, Bai Qi cared about the water tribes in the river, the people and animals living along the river, and later even more. Discovered the treasure in Jiangshen Temple.

I have been fascinated by the poems and paintings left in Jiangshen Temple many times over the years.

Ji Yuan really wanted to see it, but if his eyes didn't see very special things, it would be extremely difficult to see clearly.

Although I have become proficient in some aspects now, such as reading letters and books, I used to need printed paper or bamboo slips and other engraved things to read fluently, but if I change to ordinary books, I have to get very close, which takes a lot of effort.

But now, you can touch the subtle tactile differences of the paper with your fingertips, and feel the "word sense".

But it is not so simple to look at the corridor wall of Jiangshen Temple. It is estimated that in many cases, you have to stick it very close to get a rough idea. Poems are okay, after all, they are words. You can understand the meaning of the whole article, but if you draw, you can't see the flowers in the fog.

After all, Bai Qi is a white piece that is related to Ji Yuan, so Ji Yuan pointed to his eyes and said directly.

"Bai Jiangshen doesn't know that Ji's eyes are actually half-blind."

Hu Yun next to him was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Mr. Ji is indeed blind, but there is no inconvenience in doing anything, sitting, standing, lying down, etc. It is easy for others to ignore this point.

But Bai Qi obviously didn't ignore this point, or even if he didn't realize it before, he reacted very naturally afterwards, almost as if he had just finished speaking, and he laughed heartily.

"Sir, don't be troubled. Those gentlemen who look at the blurred calligraphy and paintings naturally don't have much value to look at, but some calligraphy and paintings are old, but they have the charm of the ink. It is really extraordinary. I think you can see these calligraphy and paintings clearly. !"

"Oh? Then I really want to see it!"

Bai Qi really made Ji Yuan curious.

"Sir please!"

Bai Qi stretched out his hand to invite, and led Ji Yuan and Hu Yun to the Jiangshen Temple full of tourists.

This time Bai Qi brought Ji Yuan in, maybe considering Ji Yuan's feelings, he used a cover-up so that the two of them were ignored by others, and walked directly to the corridor wall.

The last time I came to the Jiangshen Temple was many years ago. At that time, the calculation of fate and Taoism were really shallow, and I also had something to do. I just passed through the halls of the Jiangshen Temple and went directly to the Jiangshen Hall. After seeing Zhuxiang, I was startled, and hurriedly smeared the soles of my feet, and my eyesight was not good, so I didn't see much of the side corridor wall at all.

This time, Chunmu Jiangshen personally led the way, leading Ji Yuan and Hu Yun to walk slowly along the corridor wall of Jiangshen Temple, and Ji Yuan almost saw the real chapter at a glance.

At first glance, the wall of the corridor is covered with flowers and flowers, which is not a big deal, but when you look closely, there are some words and paintings hidden in the densely packed inscriptions and paintings. The clearer you are, the longer you will see the manifestation of the gods.

These are not necessarily all because the writers and painters of the year were great. It is certain that the literary talent is superb, but it is impossible to pay attention to it for a long time. There can be a few leftist lunatics in the world.

However, there are many pilgrims in Jiangshen Temple and more tourists, especially the literati and poets who come to comment on the wall of this corridor. They have not stopped for nearly two hundred years after the completion of Jiangshen Temple. Under such development, the latecomers endowed the corridor with The wall pieces are increasingly divine.

Such examples are mostly reflected in the paintings, which also make the colors of these paintings become more and more deep and changeable under the precipitation of time, and become more beautiful than when they were first made.

Seeing Ji Yuan walking in the corridor and lingering on some of the paintings and poems, Bai Qi said to him with a slight pride.

"Mr. Ji, how about my Jiang Temple?"

"Yes, it is worthy of being the first shrine in Chunmu River. These poems and articles have a good meaning in themselves, but these paintings have a hint of depth. Maybe a hundred years later, they will become ghosts on the murals."

Ji Yuan said this with great interest, and after hearing this, Hu Yun looked at the murals on the wall in amazement. At first, he just thought that some paintings were particularly beautiful, but he never thought about these murals. It may become fine after painting.

"Mr. Ji, painting can also become a monster?"

"It can only be said that there is such a possibility. There are countless spirits and monsters in the world, and many of them are born by chance. As long as there are conditions for pregnant spirits, there is the possibility of pregnant spirits."

Ji Yuan stopped talking about this, Bai Qi saw Hu Yun's curious look, and explained on his behalf.

"Sir, that's right, but this kind of spirits are very fragile at birth, and they can't stand outside interference, or they just need someone to take good care of them. Otherwise, a naughty boy will hang a branch on the wall and rub it on the wall. Life."

"Ah? So pitiful!"

"Hehe, it's much more pitiful than this. You just don't know it. Hu Yun, you should cherish your rare opportunity to practice."

Bai Qi's words seemed to mean something, his eyes slightly shifted to Ji Yuan, and Hu Yun had already understood, nodded to Bai Qi, and then continued to look at the murals on the wall, but this time he was farther away, just Afraid that his paws would scratch the murals, he also carefully observed the tourists shuttling around the corridor wall to see if they were cheap.

The actual situation worried Hu Yun very much. Not only did he see some cheap hands touching the words and paintings on the wall, but he even saw a young couple secretly carving words with a piece of stone in a certain corner. Most of the carvings should be Words like "Together forever" and "Come here for a visit".

"Mr. Ji, God Baijiang, some of them are..."

"Although private engraving is prohibited here, it is impossible to cover everything after all. Some people will still be indiscreet, but ordinary people will not tarnish the excellent works of the predecessors. Besides, this is actually a catastrophe for paintings. It can only be let The temple wishes more control, so that visitors can form a good atmosphere."

Said Bai Qi pointed to the distance.

"look."

Hu Yun hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that two literati in blue long gowns had already stepped forward to stop the young couple, and pointed to the corridor wall and said something with serious expressions, and the young couple also looked embarrassed Uneasy, I kept nodding and apologizing.

Hearing Bai Qi's explanation, Ji Yuan agreed with it in his heart, but also said with a little emotion.

"Bai Jiangshen said it very well. This is both a catastrophe and a chance. The luck will naturally protect the murals after tourists and pilgrims are separated, but it is also easy to cut off the power of savings. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other."

The two of them spent half a day carefully looking at the works of the entire Jiangshen Temple. Even Hu Yun lingered on those wonderful poems and exquisite paintings.

Before he knew it, when Hu Yun came back to his senses from a picture of eight beauties, he found that the surrounding sky had darkened, and the tourists and pilgrims in the Jiangshen Temple were also sparse. Obviously, the Jiangshen Temple was about to close. moment.

"Mr. Ji, I have prepared a boat. Let's go to the river. The old turtle Wuchong and Qingqing already know that you are coming, and they are waiting in the middle of the river."

"Let's go!"

When Ji Yuan and Bai Qi were visiting the Jiangshen Temple here, Bai Qi had already heard that Xian knew how to arrange everything, and Ji Yuan was also well aware of this.

The two people in front had already walked along the corridor wall to a water platform along the river inside the Jiangshen Temple, but Hu Yun hurriedly followed after being slightly dazed, and did not forget to ask.

"Qingqing? The big herring is called Luo Biqing. It's not wrong to call it that, but it sounds like a girl's nickname?"

"You have a lot of questions."

Ji Yuan smiled and didn't say anything more, but Bai Qi actually kept his mouth shut.

A small painting boat sailed away from the Pushang near the water bank of the Jiangshen Temple. Two yellow lanterns were hung on the peach eaves of the cabin doors at the bow and stern. There are dishes, and even a soft bed for people to rest on.

The master boatman at the helm is wearing a coir raincoat and the bamboo hat is held down very low. He is shaking the oar dutifully. He doesn’t dare to look at Ji Yuan and Bai Qi. .

The boats deflected the waves and sailed slowly into the center of the river. On the Chunmu River, there were painted boats and boats in all directions, far and near, and the sound of singing and dancing could be heard faintly. It's just the most common one, no one will take a second look.

Ji Yuan and Bai Qi stood at the bow of the boat, while Hu Yun squatted between them.

"Clatter...crash..."

The water surface in the middle of the river began to sway and splash, and with the dim light on the bow of the ship, a huge black shadow could be vaguely seen passing under the water surface.

Hu Yun saw a blue shadow swimming in the water with his sharp eyes, and cried out in excitement.

"Big herring!"

After the sound, the giant in the water swimming under the boat slowly emerged from the water in front of the bow of the boat in a slight whirlpool. An old turtle with a half-body tortoise shell emerged, and a herring floated up with bubbles.

"Old Gui Wuchong, pay respects to Mr. Ji, pay respects to Lord Jiangshen!"

"Bobo bobo..."

The big herring couldn't speak, but after rushing the old turtle to finish speaking, he vomited bubbles quickly, which was regarded as a greeting.