Chongshan not only has Shaolin Temple, but also a nunnery.

Of course, none of them are the ones who open their doors.

The Shaolin Temple and the nunnery on the mountain are all places of real cultivation.

When Song Yun, Xia Shan and Xiaoya arrived at Chongshan, it was almost ten o'clock, so it was naturally difficult to go up the mountain again.

They found a hotel to stay in at random, and the three of them prepared to go up the mountain early the next morning.

Early the next morning, the three of them got up early in the morning.

On the way up the mountain, you can still take a car in the first half of the mountain, and when you reach the halfway up the mountain, you can only go up on foot.

And after all, it is not a place to welcome visitors, the roads are in disrepair, narrow and damaged, and everywhere shows the traces of time.

However, the way up the mountain is not completely empty.

There are also many nearby residents who are willing to go up the mountain to worship the Buddha.

They are not guests, strictly speaking, they should be believers.

The three of them talked as they went up the mountain.

Song Yun watched Xiaoya grow up and knew that she was actually out of nature, and the deepest damage she suffered this time was only the other party's thoughtful design, which broke Xiaoya's mental defense in a short time.

And now, Xiaoya is not bent on dying, which proves that she has escaped the state of mind that completely collapsed at the beginning.

Well, it's only a matter of time before it's back to normal.

Song Yun said to Xiaoya as he walked: "You can see, this place is in the middle of nowhere, and you usually have to walk so far to go out of the mountain road." If you want to be pure, I won't stop you, but is this really the right place for you?"

Xiaoya walked slowly step by step, her belly gradually protruded, and when she walked, it was gradually a little different from before, and it was more laborious.

However, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there is no honking and exhaust fumes of cars, and there are no lights that are always on at night.

What the eyes see is full of green, what the ears hear is the ensemble of mountains and wind, and what the nose smells is the fishy smell of the earth.

Hearing Song Yun's question, Xiaoya shook her head honestly, "I don't know...... But, I know, here, I might be able to get a good night's sleep. ”

After walking for a short time, there was a fork in the road.

The road sign is a rusty iron sign that marks the different places where the two forks in the road go.

On one side is the Shaolin Temple.

On one side is Jingyun Zhai.

Xiaoya raised her feet and walked in the direction of Jingyunzhai.

Song Yun called a stop.

Xiaoya's purpose may be to become a monk.

But Song Yun's purpose was not to bring Xiaoya to become a monk, she just came to take her out for a walk.

The best way to relax is to get out and about.

All kinds of things that are not new, as long as they have not been witnessed with their own eyes, will naturally attract people's attention, and thus divert some depressed thoughts that have led to a dead end.

"Let's go to Shaolin Temple to have a look? Anyway, it's all out, so why don't you all take a look." ”

"Good. Xiaoya didn't force it, and when she came to this place close to nature, her mood seemed to be much better. At this time, he nodded and agreed to Song Yun's proposal.

The three of them walked in the direction of Shaolin Temple again.

On the way, Song Yun didn't avoid Xiaoya when he spoke, "Xia Shan, you say, are there any monks in this Chongshan Shaolin?"

Ordinary people, often have more trust in the words of people who have nothing to do with themselves and are highly respected, if there are real monks in the Shaolin Temple here, they may be able to enlighten and enlighten the little girl.

Natsuyama shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who know......s?

Xia Shan looked at some of the local residents who couldn't stop their devotion even though the mountain road was rough, and then said, "There are so many people who are willing to come to worship, maybe there will be." ”

When Song Yun heard Xia Shan's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Donor, what you said is wrong. When you come to the temple, you worship the Buddha, not the monk. ”

Xia Shan saw Song Yun pretending to be, a little funny, and he also entered the play instantly, "Donor, what you said is not quite right." Those who worship the Buddha worship the Buddha in their hearts, and those who worship the monks worship the Buddha in heaven. The Buddha in your words should be the Buddha in heaven, and the one who worships should be the monk. ”

Before Song Yun could answer, a hearty voice suddenly came from the weeds on the side of the road.

"Interesting, interesting!"

With a voice, a bearded monk in a gray robe emerged from the weeds.

Seeing Xia Shan and Song Yun's young and somewhat stunning appearance, he was slightly surprised, and said bluntly: "You stinky skins are a little different. ”

Song Yun hadn't played yet, and said with low eyebrows: "Color is empty." ”

The bearded monk laughed, "We are not Buddhas, how can we really treat color as emptiness." ”

He looked at Xia Shan, Song Yun, and Xiaoya for a while before he continued, "What do you want here?"

"Do you have to ask for something before you can go up the mountain?" Song Yun looked at the monk amusedly.

The monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Desirelessness is desire, and desire, and asking for nothing." Everyone is human, it's not good to do anything if you have nothing to do, why bother to go up the mountain to find sin, this mountain road is not easy to walk. ”

The monk saw it clearly, so Song Yun folded his hands and bowed to the monk before asking, "What is the name of the master?"

The monk waved his hand casually, "I don't deserve to be called a master, my Dharma name is Mingxin, and I follow Master Huizhen to practice." ”

After reporting to the house, the monk continued to say to Song Yun and Xia Shan: "You two should have nothing to ask for, as this brother said just now, what you worship is the Buddha in your heart, that is, yourself...... So, what's wrong with this girl?"

"Yes and no. Song Yun said with a smile, "Or, is there a troublesome master Mingxin to introduce Master Huizhen to us?"

Again, Chongshan Shaolin is not an ordinary temple, and they are not open to welcome guests as their business. Therefore, even if there are high-ranking monks in the temple, most of them will not see people.

And with the skill of saying these few words to Master Mingxin, Song Yun initially felt that Master Huizhen should have some meaning of a high monk.

It's Xia Shan, and his eyebrows are unconsciously raised, Hui Zhen?

It's a familiar name.

Chongshan Shaolin?

Probably......

Possible......

Isn't that the old monk who accepted Pei Wenwu?

Hearing Song Yun's request, Mingxin shook his head and smiled, "I can recommend it, but I don't know if Master is willing to see you, he has recently accepted a new disciple...... Forget it, I'll take you up the mountain, I'll bring it, see it or not, it's Master's business. ”

......

On the top of the mountain, the clouds and smoke are swirling, and in a side hall, there is a strong music that spreads far and wide.

The monks in all parts of the temple looked at the direction of the side hall with disgust.

Since this guy went up the mountain, the temple has never been clean.

The monk Huizhen, whom Xia Shan had seen once, was standing side by side with a snow-white monk standing outside the side hall.

"Abbot, this is his practice, and it is also our practice. ”

The snow-white monk shook his head lightly, "Huizhen, but this, it's not your cultivation......"