Because of the underdeveloped economy of the mainland, coupled with the relatively relaxed political control, Li Zimu generally changed his identity in the mainland, for example, he got the last household registration in Bashu.

But fortunately, it is now possible to apply for an ID card in a different place, so Li Zimu does not need to go back to the police station where his household registration is located to apply for an ID card, just find a nearby one.

There are not many people today, and Li Zimu will soon be lined up, but what gives him a headache is that fingerprint authentication will be implemented from this year, which is a big trouble for him, and if he applies for identity after twenty years, the degree of difficulty will not be as good as it is now.

But who can say clearly what will happen 20 years later? After thinking about it, Li Zimu still decided to do it, handed over his passport, household registration booklet and other documents, although he said that he would provide a residence permit, but the certificate of student status was still acceptable, and it happened that he got the admission letter of Minhai University yesterday morning.

It only takes ten days to get the expedited process, which is only a blink of an eye for him, and it takes him about half an hour to get it done.

Bored walking on the street, Li Zimu looked at the time, it was exactly five o'clock, and after thinking for a while, he walked directly in the direction of Nanputuo, he seemed to have not been to the temple for a long time, right? He thought to himself, he has traveled all over the world in the past few hundred years, so he rarely has the opportunity to visit the temple.

In fact, Li Zimu does not believe in Buddhism, but it does not mean that he does not understand this aspect, and he has been a monk for many years. There was a time when he had been wandering around the temples to eat fast and recite Buddha, for the simple reason that the place was clean and basically unattended, and sometimes he would build a temple in the deep mountains and old forests by himself, and then stay for many years.

But now it should be impossible to find a temple deep in the mountains and old forests, right? Looking at the crowds of travelers at the arch, Li Zimu smiled bitterly in his heart, raised his feet and walked inside.

South Putuo is built on the mountain, which is a relatively large-scale famous temple, and Li Zimu's understanding of it is still on the ruins of the broken wall four hundred years ago.

In fact, it is said that Nanputuo was there as early as the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, but the original site was not here, and an abbot named Jueguang moved over with more than 100 disciples at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

However, the good times did not last long, in the early Qing Dynasty, the war was abandoned by the war, and when Li Zimu lived here, it was the period when it had not been repaired, so for him, this was a completely strange place, and the traces of the past had long disappeared.

No temple with a history of hundreds or thousands of years does not dare to be called a famous temple, but no matter where the temple is, the Bodhisattvas enshrined in it are all the same.

The arch is still very magnificent, but the monks generally call it the mountain gate, the reason is that in addition to most temples are built on the mountain, there is a more important reason that the mountain gate and the three doors have the same sound.

If you want to become a monk, you must first enter the three gates. The special language of the three doors in Buddhism is the meaning of the three liberation gates, which can be subdivided into empty doors, no phase doors, no doors, no causes, no appearances, everything is empty, which is the dividing line between the two worlds of monks and laymen.

Slowly walking towards the inside with the large group of travelers, there is no need to guess that Li Zimu knows that the tall building in the east is the bell tower, and the one in the west echoes in the distance, which is undoubtedly the drum tower.

The architectural pattern of most temples is like this, the word morning bell and dusk drum came out of the temple at first, that is, the bell is struck in the morning to harmonize with the drum, and the drum is beaten first in the evening, and then the bell responds to it. This is the general routine of monks all over the country.

The Buddha statue in the center of the first main hall Tianwang Hall is definitely Maitreya Buddha, because he is the heir of Shakyamuni, which shows how high his status is. "The big belly can tolerate the intolerable things in the world, and the smile often laughs at the upside-down people in the world," Li Zimu looked at the big Buddha in front of him and said to himself.

Li Zimu thought to himself, he knew Maitreya Buddha, and the two used to be very good friends, this guy is not as powerful as everyone imagined.

During the Five Dynasties, Li Zimu met the ascetic in Wu Yueguo, according to the current words, this guy is a typical obese patient, the kind that can even drink water to gain weight, wearing a tattered robe, carrying a cloth bag that has been sewn and mended for many years, just lingering among the downtown areas.

Although life is very poor, this guy still looks like he is giggling every day. He always told Li Zimu that there were a lot of good things in his cloth bag, and his mysterious appearance really hung Li Zimu's appetite.

But then Li Zimu happened to see it once, but there was not even a scripture book in it, except for a few dry cakes. Li Zimu often laughed at him, saying that he was not serious as a monk.

The world doesn't know how old Qi is because he always looks crazy and doesn't know anything, but Li Zimu knows that this guy is actually not stupid at all, because only in this way will everyone be happy to give him some of the food and charity, and he died when Qi Qi just turned thirty years old.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is jealous and good, I still remember that early that morning, he got up early, because he had been here for too long, so he was going to change places, and when he left, he naturally wanted to say hello to Qi.

He entered the Yuelin Temple as usual and walked directly towards the east corridor, because the small room there was assigned by the presiding officer, and he usually slept there, but when he pushed the door in, he found that the person was dead.

As for the cause of death, with Li Zimu's eyesight that has lived for so many years, he can't see it, looking at the sign that sat on the futon peacefully with his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth still smiling, Li Zimu's heart throbbed.

I don't know why, the three words Maitreya Buddha suddenly popped up in his heart. Isn't it the way to achieve supreme truth by facilitating the journey of happiness with good power?

"Maitreya is the real Maitreya, a doppelganger of 100 million, always showing the world, and the world does not know it. This poem was written by Li Zimu, who hoped that he would be able to die in peace and tranquility like Maitreya Buddha.

The news of his death soon spread, and with it, the poem. Everyone thought that the usually crazy deed would never write such a beautiful word, and the host said that they would have it when they went.

After this matter was rumored to be divine, everyone thinks that this is an incarnation of Maitreya Buddha, after presiding over and many disciples of the discussion, it was decided to enshrine the statue of this deed, and later more and more temples have followed suit, and now see the big belly Maitreya Buddha statue, in fact, it is just this.

Seeing that his old friend could be worshiped by so many people, the bitterness in Li Zimu's heart lightened slightly, and he glanced at the familiar smile nostalgically, turned around and walked away.