After several days of sailing, I suddenly saw a piece of land in the northeast. The trees on the shore were green, and there was no end in the long beach. Fang Yi said, “I heard that this is Shenxian Island. Shall we go and have a look?” Wei Xiaobao said happily, “OK, as long as you stay with me forever, I will be a fairy.”
2 The two men went to the island and joined hands in the forest. When they smelled the fragrance of the flowers, seven or eight poisonous snakes with yellow and black in the middle sprang out of the grass and wrapped around their legs. The snakes also hung from the branches and wrapped around Wei Xiaobao’s head and neck. Wei Xiaobao quickly waved a dagger and cut a snake into two sections, but both hands and legs were bitten by a poisonous snake.
When he woke up, Wei Xiaobao found himself sleeping on the bed. An ugly man who called himself Pan took a bowl of medicine and fed it to his mouth. He told him that the ship that sent them had left two days ago and was lost; Fortunately, Dr. Lu Gaoxuan on the island sent the snake medicine, and he and Fang Yicai saved their lives.
In the evening, Lu Gaoxuan sent two bamboo sedans to meet Wei Xiaobao and Fang Yi. Mr. Lu’s wife took Fang Yi’s hand and seemed very friendly. Mr. Lu invited Wei Xiaobao to the study and pointed to a painting. “Please, Grandpa Wei, give me some advice.” Wei Xiaobao saw the words on the paper like tadpoles, just like the words carved on the stone tablet of Mount Wutai.
5 Wei Xiaobao said, “I can read these words!” Mr. Lu then took a pen and dipped it in ink, and solemnly asked Wei Xiaobao to translate those ancient Chinese characters. Wei Xiaobao threw his pen on the ground and said aloud, “I don’t know shit, I can’t write anything. I’m a liar!”
Fat Head Tuo and Mr. Lu have already reported to Lord Hong that a child could read the words on the stone tablet, but it was all false. Mr. Lu was afraid that the cult leader would blame him, so he had to fake the inscription and let Wei Xiaobao remember it. Then he took a pen and paper and wrote the tadpole characters one by one to teach him to recognize them, so that the cult leader would not show flaws when summoned.
On the first day of July, the fat head came and the preacher summoned Wei Xiaobao. Mr. Lu and Fat Head Tuo led Wei Xiaobao to a mountain in the north and turned two hillsides. Looking up, they saw several large bamboo houses built on the top of the mountain. Fat Head Tuo held Wei Xiaobao to the top of the mountain.
In the hall, groups of young men and girls were dressed in blue, white, black, yellow and red, standing in five directions, with swords on their backs. On both sides stood dozens of people, men and women, the young in their thirties and the old in their sixties and seventies, all without weapons. An old man with white temples and a wrinkled face and a beautiful young woman sat on the bamboo chair in the middle.
The woman raised her left hand, waved to Wei Xiaobao, and said with a smile, “Come here, little brother.” Wei Xiaobao walked forward, bowed and saluted, “The godhead and his wife will always enjoy immortality and longevity. The godhead Hong twisted his long beard, nodded and smiled.
Madam Hong asked the black dragon envoy to hand in the scriptures. An old man in black on the left bowed and said, “There is a message from Beijing that we know the whereabouts of the scriptures. We are stepping up our efforts. We also hope that the archbishop and his wife will grant us grace.” Hong Fu said humanely, “You are incompetent. The black dragon envoy left the post earlier. Why not work quickly?”