It was August and the sky was clear.

In the morning, Chen Xuan was queuing up to play with his cell phone while he was playing with his cell phone while he was in the summer vacation. He was traveling home along the way. He had already visited several scenic spots and historical sites. After preparing to visit Dacien Temple, he took the train home directly.

"Where have you been?" roommate Lin Rong sent a WeChat message.

"Da Ci'en Temple." Chen Xuan replied.

"Damn, you won't be sad and want to become a monk, right? Don't be confused. There are no fragrant grasses everywhere in the world, why bother to love a single flower?"

"You are just going to become a monk."

"Why are you going there if you don't become a monk?"

"Da Ci'en Temple is the most famous and magnificent Buddhist temple in Chang'an, Tang Monk was here to preside over the temple affairs and lead the Buddhist scripture translation site. He founded the Yogacara Sect, one of the eight major sects of Chinese Buddhism, and became the ancestral home of the Yogacara Sect. The scriptures that Tang Monk retrieved from Journey to the West were stored in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Daci'en Temple. As a Journey to the West fan, how could he not take a look when passing by?"

"Oh, I forgot this, anyway, you can't think too far."

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable."

"Haha, speaking of Tang Monk, I suddenly remembered that when freshmen reported to you, they joked about you when they heard your name, and they didn't call you Chen Xuan, but Chen Xuanzang."

"Go and go." The monk of the Tang Dynasty was named Chen and his name was Xuanzang, so the monk of the Tang Dynasty was Chen Xuanzang. It was really a shame to call Chen Xuanzang.

"If you don't use you to open the flash, don't think about the ones that are there, just have fun."

In fact, it’s not that Lin Rong was so worried. After all, Chen Xuan’s confession, which was known to the whole school for a pale ending eight days ago, was a big blow.

Chen Xuan is a major in literature. Because she joined the literary club, she was fortunate to meet Hua Lin Zhiruo, a department of the literature department. She is like a lady from an ancient scholarly family, well-educated, gentle and virtuous person. With a smile, she gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

When Chen Xuan saw her for the first time, he felt moved. With the contacts again and again, he became obsessed with him. Chen Xuan took advantage of some activities in the club to contact her and gradually became familiar with her. Over time, he even developed an illusion that she seemed to have a good impression of herself and might fall in love with her.

After plucking up the courage many times, Chen Xuan finally decided to confess his love. After the three roommates knew about it, they gave him ideas, from writing poems and sending flowers at the beginning, laying roses on the road, and then singing love songs on the radio, and getting bigger and bigger. Chen Xuan was also inspired to be excited, as if he was afraid of eating a leopard's courage. Finally, he agreed on a bold way: under the floor of Lin Zhiruo's dormitory, he used a candle paper bag to form a big heart shape, stood in the middle of his heart, played the ukulele, and sang her a song "The Moon Represents My Heart".

The moon is as bright as water, the candle and paper bags are hazy in the lights, and the picture is beautiful. Although Chen Xuan sang just so well, the atmosphere at that time was really romantic. Many girls in the girls' dormitory building were moved and inspired by him. At that moment, Chen Xuan felt that he was about to own the whole world.

However, what Lin Zhiruo said to him from the dormitory building made him fall from heaven to hell in an instant: "I'm sorry, we are not suitable." At that moment, Chen Xuan also understood a truth. Even if the whole world supports you, it doesn't make any sense if she doesn't support you.

It is very common to be rejected for confession, but firstly, Lin Zhiruo is too famous in the school, and secondly, Chen Xuan's confession is too sensational, so he quickly made the headlines of the school forum. So in the next few days, Chen Xuan walked in every corner of the school, and someone would recognize him. Some pointed at him, and some laughed, maybe without malice, just pretending to be a joke, but it still made Chen Xuan a little embarrassed. After all, people still need face, let alone when they are in a broken heart.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Xuan chose to take advantage of the summer vacation to travel along the way and adjust his mood. The experiment proved that it was still effective, at least now he felt much better.

"There are too many people, right?" Chen Xuan looked at the team like a long dragon in front and behind, and sighed, "The fame of Dacien Temple is so great?"

"It's not so lively in normal times, and there won't be so many people even on National Day. It's just that these few days are quite special." A middle-aged man with a national face in front of him smiled.

"Why?" Chen Xuan was stunned.

"Didn't you read the news? A few days ago, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Dacien Temple was struck by lightning and a wall was poured down. As a result, a box made of gold was found inside the wall. There was an ancient sheepskin scroll inside. It was too old. The sheepskin scroll was ragged and the pictures and texts on it were incomplete, but the sporadic information could be vaguely identified. It was a map, including words like Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River, which was actually a Journey to the West route map." A middle-aged man with a national face said in a leisurely manner.

"I just knew about this. But that map must be fake, right?" Chen Xuan subconsciously thought that the map was fake. It was probably because Dacien Temple deliberately made this for hype. If a historical place name appears, it would be fine. After all, there is a Xuanzang in history. He is the prototype of Xuanzang in "Journey to the West". He did take a journey to the West, but Gao Laozhuang and Liushahe clearly show that it is fictional in the novel.

"Little brother, you can't talk nonsense. Archaeologists have tested it. The scroll may have a history of more than a thousand years and cannot be faked. Liushahe and Gaolaozhuang may have real existence, but they have changed their names or been destroyed as the times change." said the middle-aged man with a national face.

A tall and fat middle-aged man interjected: "I dare not say whether Liusha River and Gao Laozhuang have ever existed, but according to reliable information, the scroll should have been inside the wall a long time ago. It was either hidden in the construction by Xuanzang himself, or hidden in the four reconstructions later, at least it was not deliberately hyped up now."

Some middle-aged women and young people around also joined the discussion, and they were obviously very interested in this topic. After all, most of them came from it. After hearing their words, Chen Xuan didn't even read the news and dared not make a conclusion.

Chen Xuan opened the web page and found relevant news, as well as some research and inferences. After reading it carefully, the more he looked, the more he became curious, the more he became. He still didn't think that Gao Laozhuang and Liushahe had actually existed. It should have been fabricated by the novel, but he was still very interested in the ancient map found inside the wall and wanted to see what was going on.

I queued into Dacien Temple, swam all the way and came straight to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. More people visited the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. After all, it is the most famous pagoda in Dacien Temple. It is said that the map taken out of the walls of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is placed on the second floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
Chapter completed!