Jinling City, 300 kilometers away from the East China Sea.

Qixia Mountain.

Qixia Temple.

As one of the four famous temples, the birthplace of the Three Treatises of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, there is an endless stream of visitors who come to Qixia Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha all year round.

On this mid-autumn morning, a woman in a silk blouse carries a wine gourd and hikes up the mountain.

Some women can see wrinkles on their faces before they are thirty years old, but some women are particularly favored by time, and women stand out in their cardamom years and are obsessed, which can only be said to be alluring, but after all, there is a lack of warmth and maturity that has been polished out by the years.

This woman is obviously like this, and visitors in the past frequently look sideways, but no one can tell her age. The skin can be blown like a green girl, but the temperament on the body seems to have read all the red dust.

Looking at her, the pilgrims who came to her could not help but have a strange feeling, they felt that no matter how the years changed, this woman would never age, on the contrary, would become more and more attractive with age.

The woman, who has attracted countless attentions, ignores the gaze around her, occasionally taking a sip of wine, but her steps never stop.

Just as she crossed the mountain gate, a pair of men and women with outstanding images appeared at the foot of Qixia Mountain.

"Have you ever heard of the Three Treatises?"

The woman looked at the mountain road with no end in sight and asked softly, her tall figure was covered by plain green clothes, and her plain face was not stained with lead, as if it was out of place with the world.

It is one of the sects of Buddhism, originating from the view of Mahayana Buddhism in ancient India, and the Three Treatises are based on the "Treatises", "Treatise on the Twelve Gates", and "Hundred Treatises" as the main texts, translated by Kumarosh, and circulated in our country. The person who actually completed the great cause of the three treatises and one sect was Jizang of the Sui Dynasty. This sect focuses on expounding the theory of the emptiness of the dharma, also known as the dharma nature sect. All sentient beings become enlightened Buddhas only because they are delusional and blinded by ignorance and delusion, so the key to becoming a Buddha or not lies in misunderstanding. ”

The man next to her replied slowly, methodically and thoroughly. It is estimated that the average tour guide is not as knowledgeable as him.

The woman in Tsing Yi was not surprised, and turned her head to look at him, "It's hard for you." ”

She knew that he was a non-believer, and that he had only come here to accompany herself.

The man shook his head and smiled, "Sister, go up the mountain." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and walked up the stairs.

After all, it is a thousand-year-old temple, the depth is deep, the closer to the mountain gate, a solemn and heavy atmosphere will be more and more intense.

After passing the rainbow mirror and coming to the monument of Ming Zhengjun, the two paused.

Looking at the inscription drafted by Tang Gaozong, the man sighed: "The Taiping Buddha entered the WTO, and the troubled times went down the mountain, if there was no story of the Shaolin stick monk saving the Tang Emperor, I am afraid that the Buddhist family would not have the glory of today's prosperity." ”

Judging from his words, he doesn't seem to have much respect for Buddhism.

"It's just that each faction has different philosophies. The woman's expression was calm, she read the inscription, and then stepped into the temple.

"Sister, I heard that the third uncle once liked a Buddhist woman, is it true?"

Crossing the mountain gate, the man turned his head and asked.

The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at him, and her quiet eyes seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts: "If you want to ask anything, just say it directly, we are sisters and brothers, and you don't have to fight anything in my place." ”

The man smiled bitterly, "Sister, can't you save me some face?"

The woman was silent.

The man sighed and looked at the Maitreya Buddha Hall in front of him: "The third uncle is really infatuated, people have been dead for so long, but they still don't forget it, and they haven't even married yet." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at him, "Maybe if you meet someone you really like in the future, you may be able to understand the feelings of the third uncle." ”

"Sister, don't curse me. ”

The young man who can be called the largest number in the south smiled bitterly, "I'd rather never meet someone I like in my life, than be as miserable as the third uncle." ”

The woman was silent for a moment, and murmured softly: "Whether it is bitter or not, I'm afraid only the third uncle knows in his heart." ”

"I'm really curious about what kind of peerless face can make people like the third uncle remember for a lifetime, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity to see it in this life. ”

The man shook his head and sighed, then smiled: "But in my opinion, no matter how elegant the other party is, I'm afraid it's almost the same as you." ”

The corners of the woman's mouth raised slightly: "Is it that your ability has improved recently, so you want to find a sister to practice?"

Hearing this, the man's face changed, and he hurriedly moved away: "Sister, there are so many people in the temple, you have to take care of your little brother's face." ”

The man begged for mercy directly, without any regard for the dignity of the man.

He is obviously not the type to die to save face and suffer crimes, although he is extraordinary, but it also depends on who he is, fighting with the eldest sister is purely looking for abuse.

The woman shook her head and smiled, withdrew her gaze from him, and walked towards the Pilu Treasure Hall.

The man hurriedly followed.

Passing through the Dharma Hall, the Buddha Hall, the Tibetan Scripture Building, and the Memorial Hall of the Master Crossing the Sea, a pair of sisters and brothers came to the famous Relic Stupa.

The stone pagoda is octagonal and five-level, about 15 meters high, and is the largest relic pagoda in the Dragon Kingdom, built in the Sui Dynasty. The pedestal is surrounded by a stone railing with a hook line, which is restored for the five generations of modern excavations. The ground of the pedestal is carved with images such as seawater and dragons, phoenixes, fish and shrimps, and only a part of them remains. Under the tower, all sides of the Sumeru seat are embossed with eight phases of Shakya.

The top of the tower was originally a metal brake, there is an iron chain leading to the iron ring on the back of the heavy beast at the ridge end, and later generations changed to use several layers of stone carving lotus to form the treasure top. The image of the pagoda is rigorous and natural, the image is vivid, the carving is very exquisite, and it is a masterpiece of Buddhist art in the period of the Five Dynasties. After thousands of years of wind and rain, although some of the stone eaves are destroyed, they still stand majestically, becoming the witness of Jinling Buddha's great spirit.

The sun is shining.

The voice of the Buddha is mighty.

At this moment, under the relics pagoda, a graceful woman with a wine gourd hanging from her waist folded her hands, facing the relic, bent down slightly, and looked extremely pious.

A pair of siblings not far from her apparently noticed her presence, and their steps were invariably the same.

The woman straightened up, I don't know if it was because of the rendering of the light or because she was in the solemnity of the Buddhist Gate, the demonic face that made countless people jealous looked extremely holy at this moment.

She turned around, as if she was aware, her gaze was deflected, and she slowly met the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi.

The two nodded almost at the same time, then staggered.

"I didn't expect her to believe in Buddhism?"

Looking back at the back of the other party's departure, the man was a little incredulous.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the relics stupa and said quietly: "She is also from a Buddhist family. ”

Thunder in the silence!

The man was stunned and said in disbelief: "Sister, you're not joking?"

He hadn't heard of it.

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't speak again, and walked towards the stupa with a calm face.

The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

The sword and horse that killed the entire Sichuan and Shu by bloody means and bowed down to the subordinates, actually came out of Buddhism?

It's really my Buddha's compassion.

(End of chapter)