Tashi Qi Monastery in Ganxia Prefecture, Haixi Province, the full name is Kaden Shazhu Darji Tashi Yesuki Gulang, which means Gu Xi talks about Xiuxing auspicious right hand temple, and is also known as the residence of the living Buddha master.

"All the temples are made of local stone, wood, earth, and fennel as building materials, and metal is rarely used. The whole building is wide and narrow at the bottom, similar to trapezoidal, with stone outside and wood inside, and there is a proverb that 'no wood is seen outside, no stone is seen inside'. According to their different functions and grades, each temple is painted with red, yellow, white and other soil pigments......"

He Wan'er walked in front of Mo Chunshan and said endlessly, if you wear a Little Red Riding Hood and have a wheat with you, it will be a live tour guide.

“…… There are more than 10,000 pieces of ethnic relics and Buddhist artworks treasured here. There are 16 large Buddhas carved from bronze gilt or sandalwood more than 8 meters high in each hall, and there are many small and medium-sized Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, stupas, and ritual utensils of various textures......

She seems to be happy with pretending to be a tour guide.

Mo Chunshan looked at her, and felt funny, but he couldn't bear to interrupt her high interest.

Although the tour guide is fake, it is indeed spectacular.

It's just that the attractions are worth seeing, why is the fake tour guide walking in front of him getting more and more into the play?

“…… It was once the most famous Buddhist college, there were more than 4,000 monks in the heyday, more than 90 existing halls, covering an area of more than 800,000 square meters, the construction area reached more than 400,000 square meters, the whole temple has six scripture halls, Maitreya Buddha hall, Sakyamuni Buddha hall...... Wait," He Guan'er said this, secretly glanced at the information on Baidu on his mobile phone, and continued to paint the scoop according to the gourd, "There is also the longest prayer wheel corridor here, a total of more than 1,700, with a total length of 7 miles, which is the most ...... in the world."

said with a fluttering eyebrow, and the interest was very high.

took him to visit the White Pagoda, the Scripture Hall, the Butter Flower and the Treasure Exhibition, He Guaner took the information from Baidu and pretended to be a tour guide, and he pretended to be so enjoyable, he was really stupid.

Mo Chunshan couldn't hold back any longer, and hooked the corners of his mouth lightly: "So proud and proud? People who don't know still think that this is where you repaired." ”

He Wan'er was choked by him, and he couldn't swallow it anymore, so he had to divert the topic: "Mr. Mo, do you want to take a look at the prayer wheel?"

He glanced at the blue sky and the golden warp cylinder in the distance, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, I'll go to a high place and take a look at the whole picture." ”

He is talking about the crystal hexagonal pagoda, not a monument, but the highest point of Tashiqi Monastery, standing on the platform at the top of the tower, the entire Tashiqi Monastery is in full view.

"Oh. He Guan'er nodded obediently, turned around and went to buy tickets dozens of meters away - there is no ticket to visit other places in Tashiqi Temple, but the scenic spots that were repaired later have to charge tickets, twenty yuan a person, not expensive or cheap, tourists from afar often can't help but buy one, go to the highest point to overlook the temple, and take a selfie and a group photo with the whole picture by the way.

Since Mo Chunshan is not interested in the prayer wheel, he can only wait for him to go and see it himself.

Anyway, it's still early, and there is enough time for her to wave.

Just thinking of saying goodbye to Mo Chunshan for a while, she didn't know why, she was a little sour.

After buying two tickets, He Wan'er turned around and saw Mo Chunshan waiting for her at the entrance of the tower.

Two o'clock in the afternoon is the hottest time of the day, close to twenty degrees.

He had already left his coat in the car, and now he was wearing a black sweater, which contrasted sharply with his white skin, and made the whole person look outstanding and gentle.

For the first time, he felt that a man's white skin had this benefit, and He Guaner couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"What are you thinking?" she noticed her unusual behavior, and wanted to slap herself to death.

What the hell, nearly 30 years old, so like a wolf and a tiger? He actually swallowed saliva at Mo Viper? It can't be a demon, right?

He Guaner hurriedly gathered his thoughts, took a deep breath with the ticket, but the mobile phone rang.

The default ringtone of the fruit machine made her a little unfamiliar, and it took a while to realize that it was her mobile phone ringing.

The screen flashed with a number that he had never seen before, and He Waner stopped and suspiciously swiped the answer button.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy and chaotic, and a childish voice with a little choked voice rang out: "He ...... Sister He......"

He Wan'er discerned for a second, and was shocked: "Xiaoguo?"

Over there, it was Xiaoguo's trembling voice: "It's me......"

Before she could finish speaking, she began to cry.

He Wan'er felt a pang in his heart: "What happened?"

She paused, and suddenly raised her voice: "Isn't it, are those two beasts bullying you?"

Xiaoguo couldn't cry, and it took a long time to have the strength to say, "It's not me." Sister He, wait, the police want to talk to you. ”

Mo Chunshan waited for ten minutes before waiting for He Wan'er, who returned from buying a ticket.

He didn't ask her why she was so slow, took the ticket from her hand, and said lightly: "Go." ”

The hexagonal crystal pagoda has a total of seven floors, and the highest floor not only overlooks the entire temple, but also the rolling hills in the distance. The blue sky is faint, the clouds are also faint, I don't know from which hall the chanting sound, if there is nothing.

He didn't understand, but he felt that everything was so peaceful.

Under the blue sky, the lamas wore red robes, in and out of the main hall, and in a small courtyard, a group of local residents gathered, sorting out the Hada, and it seemed that there was something important to do.

"Happiness is true to those who have faith. He sighed.

"yes. Behind him, someone whispered, "They are going to see the Living Buddha." ”

Mo Chunshan felt that He Wan'er, who had been chattering all the way, seemed to be too quiet.

Something seems to be missing.

He turned around and saw He Guan'er behind him, looking at the people who were pilgrimage to the Living Buddha in the dusty courtyard, his eyes fixed.

"Do you want to see the Living Buddha?" Mo Chunshan felt that there seemed to be something wrong with her, and asked.

He Wan'er was suddenly unaware of his words.

Mo Chunshan continued to ask: "If you really want to see the Living Buddha, it's not impossible. I know a few friends here that I can give it a try. ”

He Wan'er woke up like a dream, raised his eyes and looked at him: "No, no." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

Mo Chunshan stood in place, recalling the picture he had just seen.

What's wrong with her? She was talking non-stop just now, why did she suddenly become dumbfounded?

And the fog in her eyes, did he see it wrong?

When I came down from the hexagonal crystal tower, it was close to three o'clock.

He Wan'er walked in front, unusually quiet.

"It's time for me to go. Mo Chunshan said.

"Well," He Wan'er turned around when he heard the voice, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I'll go get the backpack, and I'll look for Caijia when I go back to Gyeongju for the money." ”

He looked as usual, smiling smartly.

Mo Chunshan stared at her back, thinking back to the pair of eyes just now.

"Wrong, right?" he muttered.

He Wan'er, how could he have such fragile eyes and expressions?

The parking lot at Tashiki Monastery is huge, right at the entrance of the temple.

He Wan'er took his bag from the back compartment, put it on his back, and said goodbye to Mo Chunshan again.

Suddenly, he found a wad of pink banknotes in his hand.

"Three thousand dollars, is it enough?" he asked.

"Enough. She took the money and hastily slipped it into her pocket.

"I really don't need to take you back to the city?"

"No, I don't. She tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I'll turn it around again." ”

Mo Chunshan frowned.

It seems that remembering such a short speaking style should be his, why is it that he is so long-winded that he is in a nutshell now?

I hate myself like this.

He breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the inexplicable irritability in his heart, and said goodbye as briefly as she did: "Okay, you be careful." ”

"Hmm. He Guan'er bowed his head in response, and without waiting for his next sentence, he turned around and left.

Mo Chunshan frowned and got into the car.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her back in the rearview mirror gradually shrinking, and the huge backpack almost covered half of the person.

How much does this have to weigh?

He frowned—was this man going to carry such a large backpack to walk the prayer wheel for seven miles?

"Nonsense!" he shook his head, his palm rubbing against the steering wheel a few times.

I remembered her appearance just now - it seemed that she was a little unwilling.

And he didn't see the real mist, is she crying?

Mo Chunshan watched her back disappear at the corner of the prayer wheel corridor, and finally shook his head, put down the handbrake, and stepped on the accelerator.

The steering wheel turned, and the car made a beautiful arc in the parking lot and drove out of Tashiqi Monastery.

Three hours later, just out of Ganxiazhou's jurisdiction, Mo Chunshan entered the high-speed service area for the first time.

I went to the bathroom, washed my face by the way, and looked at the mileage - Gyeongju, just a thousand kilometers away.

It's good, everything is in his plans.

Holding the steering wheel again, he took a deep breath, but inadvertently lowered his head and found He Wan'er's book in the co-pilot.

In the next second, he had already taken the book in his hand, looked at the book cover, and opened it involuntarily.

The book folded the pages, and when it opened, it was a poem.

"On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the prayer hall and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant

That month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips;

That year, kowtow on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth;

In that life, I turned mountains and rivers and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way......"

Signed by Cangyang Gyatso, or a love poem written by someone under the guise of his fame, lingering and compassionate, it does not match this place with high clouds and light clouds at all.

Since He Wan'er is here, then, she is carrying such a heavy bag and spinning around in front of the prayer wheel, in fact, she is asking for an ethereal fate?

"Superficial. Mo Chunshan commented lightly on a word, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, but for some reason, the pair of misty eyes popped out of his mind.

Mo Chunshan shook his head.

It seemed like something was losing control, and he instinctively repelled it.

However, her things were pulled in his car, should she be asked on the phone?

Without thinking, he dialed the phone.

However, the bell rang for half a minute, and no one answered, until a busy sound sounded on the other side.

Half a minute later, he dialed again.

This time it was quick, because the phone was already turned off.

Mo Chunshan stood in place, thought for a while, and put away the phone.

He Guan'er is such a big person, even if there is a temporary emotional problem, he should be fine.

is either sad and sad, or suddenly wants to go to the deceased family, or is really lamenting the identity of the older unmarried.

He is not her parent, so why worry so much?

What's more, it is a holy place for Buddhism, not an abandoned national highway deep in the mountains and old forests, no one passes by, there are no wild beasts that haunt at any time, and there is no snow.

Also, He Wan'er is so savage, he also believes in killing a tiger with his bare hands, but staying alone in a temple in a foreign country is really a piece of cake.

Why do you have to be such a mother-in-law?

He figured it out, unloaded his psychological burden, and hit the road again.

But I couldn't concentrate on driving.

The words "alone" always popped out of his mind, and the pair of eyes full of mist couldn't be shielded.