Chapter 221: The Mystery of the Broken Temple

A young man ran happily on the mountain path, his jumping figure sometimes hidden behind the bushes, and then appeared again, and the willow branch in his hand waved happily at the old monk.

The old monk smiled, stood in front of the small temple and watched the wisps of cooking smoke rising from the small mountain village below the mountain, when he saw that the young man was running towards him quickly on a steep slope, he quickly stretched out his hands, took a few steps forward and shouted: "Kaiwazi be careful, don't jump, don't jump!"

Kai Wazi in the monk's mouth heard his shouts from a distance, and walked more energetically happily, and it only took him a few minutes to walk the rest of the way to the small temple.

He wiped a handful of sweat, took out a gray-blue cloth wrapper, handed it to the old monk, and said breathlessly: "Master, seeing that winter is about to begin, my mother has made you a thick jacket, can you try to see if it fits?" She also asked me to measure your bed, and said that she would make you a new mattress. ”

After saying that, he ran into the house, grabbed the water scoop and scooped water from the water tank and poured it into his mouth.

"Kai Wazi, don't drink raw water, be careful of diarrhea, there is a boiling ...... in the kettle on the table" The old monk did not open the baggage to look at the clothes inside, but the friendship of this family still warmed his heart, and he trotted after the young man and nagged and instructed.

"It's okay, I drink raw water at home. The boy took a few big sips, then shook his head and wiped his mouth casually.

The old monk chattered a few more words, knowing that the young man would not listen anyway, so he shook his head and walked into the inner room, and after a while he took out a box of medicinal herbs and handed it to the young man.

He took it out of the box and pointed it out to the young man: "Your mother has a cold cough every day, this is a cough medicine for her; this is a back pain medicine for Liu's mother next door, last time she said that she was itchy, this time I adjusted the prescription, you take it to her to try, this is a stomach pain medicine for Uncle Li; these are cold medicines for your family, keep them for backup; this is ......"

Wang Junkai pouted and listened to him patiently, the master is a warm-hearted and kind person, he almost took care of the medical problems of all the villagers in the village where Wang Junkai lived, and when he had time, he also went to teach the children in the village to read and learn martial arts, and every household in the village treated him as a relative, but there was one point, his long-winded problem seemed to be ineffective.

I remember the first time, Wang Junkai accidentally broke his leg on the mountain, and when he saw that it was about to get dark, he thought he had to feed the wolf, and he dragged his injured leg with difficulty, but he saw this small temple on the mountainside.

His knock on the door alarmed the master in the temple, the master was a man who rarely spoke and did not smile, healed his wounds, and on the way home from the mountain, the master did not say a few words, but now looking at his appearance, sure enough, people will become nagging when they are old, and this remark is very reasonable.

Finally, when the old monk finished nagging, Kai Wazi had a chance to interject: "Master, it's getting dark, I have to rush back to help my father work, then I'll go." ”

The old monk kindly touched Wang Junkai's head and continued to nag: "What a good boy, it is rare for an old child like you to know filial piety now." It is not easy for parents to raise their children if they don't know how to repay their parents......"

"Yes, yes, I know, don't worry, Master, I remember, I will definitely honor my parents. Kai Wazi kept nodding her head perfunctorily while staring at the temple gate and preparing to slip away.

"Filial piety comes first, it is really commendable that you can have such an idea, you are a good child, you must make a difference in the future, so that the hardships that your parents have endured for you can be regarded as rewarding, you must remember what your mother said, when you were born, it was a difficult birth......"

"I know, it's going to be dark, I'm going back, don't worry, when we develop it into a scenic spot and a resort, there will be more people who come here to travel, and there will be more opportunities to make money, and then I will go to find a good job and earn a lot of money to honor my parents." Wang Junkai patted his chest and reassured, and prepared to retreat to the temple gate.

The old monk suddenly stopped nagging and looked at him in surprise: "What did you say?"

"I said, Master, don't worry, I will honor my parents well. ”

"If it's not this, where should it be developed into a scenic area?"

"That's it," Kai Wazi was excited as soon as she talked about this topic, "I heard that a large company has taken a fancy to our scenery here, and wants to package all this piece of mountains and forests, and some places will be developed into tourist attractions, some places will be developed into resorts, and some places will be converted into villas and sold to the big bosses in the city to live here." ”

Kai Wazi said all the comments he knew and didn't understand from the adults, and he danced excitedly:

"According to their contracts and plans, everyone in our village can go to work in their company at that time, and those who are willing to farm at home can be regarded as helping them 'maintain the rural atmosphere', and their company will also give us subsidies every year, and we can also convert our home into a small hotel, so that guests can come to live in our farmhouse and eat farmhouse meals......

At that time, the people in our village will be rich, and I will go to them to work and earn money, so that my father and mother can live a good life, so that my sister can go to school, and let her go to college in the big city, and live a different life than me!"

The old monk seemed to be unable to accept so much information at once, and suddenly he was at a loss, and he muttered and paced around the room: "When did this happen? Why don't I know at all? I don't even know ......."

"Just half a month ago, the county leaders accompanied the big boss to see the environment a few times, and it seems that some planners were invited to study it, saying that it was because the price had not yet been negotiated...... In short, this matter has spread all over the village, and our village chief has been busy with this matter all day long. Wang Junkai's face was full of yearning for a better life in the future.

"If only this matter could be settled as soon as possible, the people in our village would be able to start living a good life and not be so poor anymore. Master, we are about to become a tourist attraction here, and at that time, at that time, tourists from all over the country, maybe there will be foreigners visiting our scenic spots!

The old monk looked at the boy with a complicated expression, and then looked out the window at the sky dyed blood-red by the setting sun, he didn't say anything, he was silent for a long time before he spoke: "It's getting dark, the mountain road is not easy to walk, Kai Wazi, you can take advantage of the afterglow to go down the mountain." ”

"Oh, then I have to leave immediately! It's so late, hey, master, what are you going to do?" Kai Wazi suddenly saw the old monk walking to the temple under a towering old Bodhi tree, there was a big bell hanging from the tree, and the old monk was stretching out his hand to pull the bell rope on the tree.

The old monk tilted his head slightly, holding the bell rope in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, Kai Wazi couldn't help but ask curiously a few times, and the old monk said word by word: "I want to ring the bell." ”

I saw the bronze bell hanging on the old Bodhi tree more than 20 meters high, black and dusty, it should not have been moved for a long time, at least Kaiwazi had never seen the old monk ring the bell, nor had he heard the sound of this bell, he also thought that this bell was used as an ornament in the temple.

"Master, can this bell still be struck?" looked up at the bell suspiciously.

"Yes, once this bell rings, not only the entire mountain forest, but also the entire Lidan City can hear it. ”

"Is it really so powerful? But I live at the foot of the mountain, why haven't I heard it ring?" Kai Wazi didn't believe that this bell was so powerful, "I'll ring it for you, don't accidentally flash it to your waist again." ”

"I'll come by myself, only I can ring this bell, knock ......" The old monk pulled the bell rope with all his might, and the bronze bell, which had been silent for many years, emitted a long and loud bell that echoed in the mountains and forests.

Kaiwazi took advantage of the setting sun to run down the mountain, the bell echoed on the mountain behind him, and when he went around the mountainside, the bell was already mixed with the low wind, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly as he ran: "Hehe, the master also boasted that even the whole city of Lidan could hear it. ”

At this time, a group of people walked along the mountain road to the mountain, and there were men and women, old and young in the crowd, chatting about something while walking, and happened to pass by Kaiwazi.

"They go up and down, there is no other house except the small temple, where are they going to go up the mountain so late? Seeing that they are not residents of this neighborhood? Kai Wazi thought as he walked, and when he reached the entrance of the village, he had long forgotten about the group of strangers and the small temple bells.

The long and loud bells were still ringing in the mountains and forests one after another, and the whole city of Lidan reverberated through them......

The ruined temple on the mountainside, the two old Bodhi trees in the courtyard, and the old black bell on the tree, the withered grass all over the ground, except for the curtain in front of the Buddha statue enshrined in the middle of the temple, is still clean, the rest of the place is old and black, barren and desolate, and the bright moonlight can even shine through the gaps between the roof tiles.

A fat rat was lying there under the offering table, and after two small green eyes were looking around, he stared at the offerings on the table without blinking, not afraid of the people in the temple at all. In the small temple, an oil lamp is shadowing, and several figures are sitting or standing or squatting under the Buddha statue, and the tone is high or low and they are arguing about something.

A very handsome and fashionable young man with long hair was stepping on a chair with one foot, shaking his waist-length silver hair, pointing at everyone, and foaming at the mouth:

"Well, my position is very complicated, I personally think that the idea of the developer and the village chief is right, you think, if this place is developed into a scenic spot, how many beautiful women will come here to play, and at that time, we will not be as boring as it is now when we come to sit here with monks."

What's more, if there are more tourists, one or two people will not attract attention, and our eating problem will be solved naturally, so that we don't have to eat those hard-to-swallow vegetarian dishes made by monks in the future......

But don't worry, monk, my promise is still kept, and I will still help you with what you said. Although it is against my original intention to help you, a promise is a promise after all......"