The Withered Leaves Temple is the only temple in the Withered Leaves Mountain, but the Withered Leaves Temple is not a temple with a peak of incense, for two reasons, the first is that the Withered Leaves Mountain is too high, the road is too rugged, it is said that there was once a big businessman who wanted to open a winding mountain road to develop the tourist attractions of the Withered Leaves Mountain, but was severely rejected by the monks of the Withered Leaves Temple.

The second point is that the monks of the Dry Leaf Temple don't like to be lively, or they don't want to make money, there is only one merit box in the whole Dry Leaf Temple, a small wooden box that is very shabby, placed in the main hall, and there are no monks waiting next to it, and it is impossible to tell you that it costs a hundred yuan to burn a stick of incense.

The monks of the Dry Leaf Temple are also very "lazy", most of the people who meet the people who come down the mountain will only nod to you with their hands folded, and will not communicate anything with you, and even if you have to ask him, he will answer you a few words, and the words are very few.

Even the old monk in the hall who unsigned the sign also looked like he was ignoring it, and if you didn't walk in front of him with the sign, he would never take the initiative to greet you.

The only enthusiasm is the canteen of the Dry Leaf Temple, because the canteen of the Dry Leaf Temple has free food delivery, those who climb the mountain to the top of the mountain, enter the canteen guests, the monks will serve a bowl of rice tea, some steamed buns and other pastries can also be taken by themselves, they will not ask you if you have donated sesame oil money, only tell you, you can not waste food.

"Old man, the rice tea here is so delicious, it tastes much better than the taste under the mountain"

I drank a bowl of rice tea, and immediately squinted and said to Liu Laodao, this rice tea is a local special food, fried with millet, plus seven or eight kinds of sesame seeds or something, and then washed with boiling water after dry frying again, it tastes unique.

There is also this kind of rice tea for sale in the Yamashita Tea House, but the taste is not as good as that of the Dry Leaf Temple, I can't say why, anyway, it can't be compared.

"Yes, rice tea is delicious, I haven't drunk it for many years"

Liu Laodao sighed, obviously nostalgic, it was not the first time he had drunk this rice tea.

"Liu, Liu Mingchang, you are Brother Liu"

Suddenly, an old monk passing by stopped, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then asked in surprise.

Liu Laodao smiled, raised his head, glanced at the man, and said, "You are Mingxin, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's really you, Brother Liu, why are you here"

"Haha, of course I'm here to ask for a debt, I lent you a meal of meat back then, and now it's time to pay it back"

Liu Laodao laughed loudly, the monk suddenly blushed, suffocated, and suddenly didn't know how to answer, the people around looked at each other, and many people were muttering in whispers.

"Mingxin, what about your senior brother's bright light, why didn't you see it?"

"Brother Liu, senior brother, he passed away two years ago"

Monk Mingxin clasped his hands together and bowed his head silently.

"Death, hey, it's time to pass away, this year, he should be in his nineties."

Liu Laodao was stunned, when he heard that his friend for many years had passed away, he had no sadness or joy in his heart, but just sighed that time had passed, and in the blink of an eye, they were already old people.

"What, the Zen Master of the Bright Lantern has passed away?"

However, at this moment, in the cafeteria, someone exclaimed, his voice was very loud, and when he turned around, he found that Wang Haojie was in business.

"Master Mingxin, do you mean that Zen Master Deng has passed away? Didn't I just come two years ago, he was fine at that time?"

Wang Haojie walked in front of Mingxin in three or two steps, and his emotions were a little out of control.

"Mr. Wang, just a few days after you left, Senior Brother Mingdeng had passed away, and Senior Brother Mingdeng asked me not to tell you at that time, so as to save you from running back and forth."

Monk Mingxin replied honestly, at this moment, Wang Haojie immediately stood there, his eyes were red, and he couldn't say a word.

"Where is the grave of the old Zen master, I will go to worship"

"Brother Ming Deng did not leave a grave, he said that the red strips come, the red strips go, the ashes of the senior brother are enshrined in the pagoda in the back mountain, if you want, you can go and worship"

Mingxin shook his head, whether or not to leave the grave after the monk dies is a very free thing, some people want to stay, then stay, don't want to stay, just enshrine in the pagoda.

Wang Haojie nodded, said that he wanted to take a look, and then took the incense candle and went to the back mountain alone.

"Minglan also pointed him out, I think he respects Minglan very much"

"Mr. Wang was naughty when he was a child, and cut off his fingers, the original medical conditions were not so good, and his fingers were not taken back, resulting in being bullied by his classmates at school, and his temperament became extremely silent, and then it was his mother who found Brother Mingdeng, and Brother Minglan enlightened him for a few days, so that his temperament changed back, and then he would come to see Brother Mingdeng every few years, and every time he would come with some life problems, Brother Minglan would also point him out every time, have you heard the story of Mr. Wang's broken fingers, in fact, it was all pointed out by Brother Mingdeng"

The monk Mingxin has a saying, and he doesn't hide it, we suddenly realized, no wonder Wang Haojie respects the Zen master of the bright lamp so much, it turned out to be the guiding light in his life.

"Mingxin, there is something I would like to discuss with you, how about our master and apprentice stay with you for a while?"

"Yes, but you are not allowed to eat meat"

Na Mingxin was stunned for a moment, and then agreed, but also made a request.

"Haha, Mingxin, Mingxin, don't you see that I'm dressed as a Taoist now, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, don't worry"

Liu Laodao laughed and said, before he met them, he had not become a Taoist monk, and at that time, there was a lack of material and no oil and water in his stomach, how could young people not like to eat meat, but I didn't expect this hobby to be remembered by Mingxin for decades.

"That's good, you come with me, I'll arrange a room for you"

Monk Mingxin nodded, visibly relieved, and then led us to the guest room.

There are not many monks in the Dry Leaf Temple, only about a dozen people, but there are still seven or eight people living here, these people are here to participate in the meditation class, all of them are some refuge pilers, and the conversion is not a monk, but a belief in Buddhism.

Before taking refuge, they would practice with the master in the temple for a period of time, doing morning classes with them, exercising, laboring, chanting, fasting, etc., usually for a week or ten days and half a month.

This kind of meditation class is carried out in many temples, called the decameron, but the major temples of the meditation bar is uneven, and there are even those who take advantage of this to make money, the temples that really practice are free, at most there will be an activity of adding sesame oil at the end, how much is the fate, and it is not forced.

Among the people I know about this kind of meditation class, the one that has done better is the Nanchan Temple in western Fujian, and even to the point that it is not in a position, while the number of people in the meditation class in the Dry Leaf Temple is relatively small, only seven or eight people, and whether to participate or not is free, if you can't stand this suffering halfway, you can also quit at any time.

Mingxin arranged us in the meditation class, those people saw a Taoist stationed, and they were a little curious, but no one asked, they were the same as the monks in the temple, they talked very little, and they called each other senior brothers, regardless of age.

I thought they were funny, and they wanted to talk to them, but they didn't play with me, and they said yes, no, um, and whatever, and they obviously didn't want to talk to me, and they made me bored with myself.

"Give me the paper figure and I'll dispose of it for you"

After we put down our luggage, Liu Laodao stretched out his hand to me and said.

"Deal with it, old man, you won't be so cruel, will you?"

"What nonsense, this kind of thing is more powerful than our Taoist priests, they have all arrived at the Dry Leaf Temple, why do you still keep it, give them some work"

Liu Laodao glared at me angrily, then Li Mo'er obviously has a lot of ideas, and she still stays on her body, isn't she afraid that something will happen, so she will naturally solve it quickly.

"Oh, got it"

Liu Laodao made sense, and I immediately handed over the paper figure.

Then we went to find the monk Mingxin together, and told the origin again, the monk Mingxin didn't say anything, but took out a wooden box, and then put the paper figure in, saying that it would be put in the main hall for a while, and they would chant the scriptures day and night.

However, Liu Laodao immediately took out another bead, it was the turtle bead, and he asked Mingxin to offer it together.

"Brother Liu, do you want to use Buddhism to eliminate the demonic energy on this bead? This, this..."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill it, it was sent by the master himself, the cause and effect have been broken, simply eliminate the demonic energy"

Liu Laodao explained, this turtle bead is the essence of the old turtle, and it is also full of demonic energy, which cannot be taken directly, if you want to use the medicine, it will be a very cumbersome concoction process, so that the monks can chant the scriptures and purify it is much faster, and the Mingxin monks have also agreed.

"One last request, just my disciple, let them participate in your Decameron Meditation."

Liu Laodao said with a smile, and pushed me out by the way, I was immediately dumbfounded, old man, this matter has not been agreed by me.