"West Lake's waters, my tears~"
"I'd rather turn into a lump of flame with you~"
"Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~"
Duke hummed as he arrived at Jinshan Temple. This ancient temple had been founded during the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Since its establishment, it had undergone repairs throughout successive generations and contained many historical relics. Its gates faced west, and its layout followed the contours of the mountain, blending the temple and mountain into one. Halls stood in rows, pavilions connected one after another, and the entire mountain was covered in magnificent buildings that could accommodate ten thousand monks.
The mountain might not have been famous, but the great temple truly lived up to its reputation!
Jinshan Temple was over five hundred li from Qiantang County, but that was nothing to Duke. He casually rode the clouds and arrived in no time.
In Legend of the White Snake, Xu Xian, whose luck had apparently all been traded in for a wife, went through two rounds of lawsuits and exile. The first time, he was exiled from Qiantang County to Suzhou; the second time, from Suzhou to Zhenjiang.
It was precisely because he came to Zhenjiang, Jinshan Temple's territory, that the whole series of subsequent tragic dramas took place.
Confirming whether this world was the world of Legend of the White Snake was actually very simple. He only needed to find Jinshan Temple. There was no need to find White Snake, nor was there any need to find Xu Xian. Finding Fahai would do. He was the abbot of Jinshan Temple and had been an old monk for many years.
"I really don't get why those people always went looking for Xu Xian. Finding a scholar in a sea of people would be harder than finding his constable brother-in-law!" Duke grumbled about other transmigrators'