I followed the noisy and noisy flow of people, moving in the direction of the temple step by step, I was in front of the village and behind, when I looked back, I happened to see the village looking left and right, and his expression was a little panicked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt seems that the village is still not able to adapt to a crowded place.

I turned around with difficulty in the crowd, and then 'greeted people', came to Muramasa, who was a little overwhelmed in the face of the crowd, gently lifted Muramasa's wrist, and 'hidden' the white Rouyi into my pocket, although Muramasa looked like she was wearing a lot, but the temperature from her Rouyi didn't seem to be very good. What can I say about this guy's physique, it's really not very good.

"Master's brother, actually, no... Don't take special care of mine. But the temperature of the owner... Indeed, it has reached my heart. "Muramasa's fingers scratch my palms intermittently from time to time, and it's really naughty.

I took the village to the crowd and finally 'stood out' and came to the gate of the solemn temple. As the old saying goes, "Buddhist disciples do not fall into the red dust", but standing in front of the endless crowd is a novice with two hands clasped together, reciting the Buddha's name in his mouth, and holding a novice with entry tickets in his hands. It seems that there are really a lot of 'confused' people who need their 'guidance'.

"Master, brother, you see this temple has... There are a lot of people! As Muramasa spoke, Rouyi in my pocket grabbed my hand tighter.

I held Muramasa's hand tightly and swayed back and forth on the back of my hand to tell her not to worry. Then, I took out the corresponding amount of coins, asked the two novices at the door to buy two tickets, and told them that the rest of the change would be donated to the temple by me. After hearing this, the two novices said in unison, 'The donor is really one of my Buddhas!' (In fact, with the trend of professionalization of monks, except for the genuine warrior monks and the elders and abbots of the old school, other monks have been more or less branded as 'irregular'.) ）

"I've got a ticket, let's go inside!" I held the two tickets and rubbed them lightly on Muramasa's face as I whispered in Muramasa's ear.

Muramasa looked at the ticket in my hand and smiled happily. In fact, I know that in history, Muramasa's sword has always been regarded as the 'sword of hindrance', so in the later period of the shogunate, as long as the holder of Muramasa had enough ability, most of them would be fostered in shrines to weaken their anger. Therefore, places like temples and shrines are actually the same as their own homes in the eyes and hearts of the village.

When entering the temple to worship, first of all, it is sure to be advanced in the Tianwang Palace, and most of the Maitreya Buddhas enshrined in the Tianwang Hall are simple and cute, with bare breasts and breasts. Just as I was about to step on the threshold, the village next to me stopped me and prevented me from landing.

"Muramasa, what are you doing here! Aren't you here to pay homage? Why don't you hold me in! "I'm confused about what Muramasa is doing.

"Alas, the master's brother is not only an idiot, but also looks like an atheist, forget it, since the master's brother is here with me, then I will reluctantly tell the master's brother some basic common sense!" Muramasa's other hand pressed on her own forehead, and her delicate brow furrowed at this time, it seems that some of my actions are very wrong in Muramasa's opinion.

"Master, brother, you have to listen well, I'll just say this once. First of all, when we come to the temple, we have to look at how many doors are open, and if there is only one we can only enter and exit through that door. But if there are more than two doors, say three, we have to enter through the door on the left and go out through the door on the right. Muramasa coughed lightly, raised his throat, and began to teach me.

Listening to Muramasa say this, I subconsciously looked at the whole of this Tianwang Palace, this Tianwang Palace is equipped with three doors, and the position I am at the moment is exactly a door on the left, there is nothing wrong, in order to get rid of the posture of 'Golden Rooster Independence' as soon as possible, I opened my mouth to ask Muramasa.

"We're at the door of the door on the left, but why are you holding me down?"

"Master, brother, let me ask you, did you just want to step on the threshold and then go in." Muramasa looked at me and asked me.

I nodded, because there are still quite a lot of people worshipping, so even though I usually take two steps at a time, but for objective reasons, I can only step on the threshold first, make a transition, and then step on the floor tiles of the solemn Tianwang Palace.

"I knew that was the second point I was going to make. Brother master, the threshold is never to be stepped on, because this is a solemn Buddhist holy place, so the damage to the temple, including the threshold, is disrespectful to the Buddha. "Muramasa explained to me the mystery of this, although I am a staunch atheist, but since I have already come to the temple, I might as well 'enter the temple and obey the rules' once. I stepped a little wider, and entered the Heavenly King's Hall without stepping on the threshold.

"Then what are the rules for worshipping in the temple?" There are such detailed rules for entering the door, not to mention visiting the shrine (the Buddhist disciples say: 'Communicate with the omnipotent Buddha with your heart'). So in order not to stop there in the middle of the process like just now, and in order not to be so embarrassed, this time I took the initiative to ask Muramasa.

"If you want to visit the shrine, just remember to walk clockwise." Muramasa put his index finger to his chin, thought for a while, and then spoke briefly to me.

Next, I followed Professor Muramasa's worship etiquette and offered incense to Maitreya Buddha in the Heavenly King's Hall. I thought there would be no rules other than 'walk clockwise' and 'don't step on the threshold'. But I didn't expect to connect a pillar of incense, such a seemingly simple action has a very complex specification. Under the prompting of Mushimasa, I have a general understanding of the process:

- When offering incense, hold the incense with your thumb and forefinger, close the remaining three fingers, raise the incense level with both hands to the level of your eyebrows, and visualize the Buddha appearing in front of our eyes and receiving the incense offering. If there are a lot of people, put the incense straight up so as not to burn others, and then walk three steps away from the Buddha statue and hold the incense to worship the Buddha.

"Okay, after the incense, does the master's brother have any wishes? But remember, if you make a wish, you will have to come back here to make a wish, no matter if it doesn't come true in a year's time. I have a wish, the master brother might as well be the next one. Muramasa reverently knelt on the cushion and prayed with his hands in unison for the opening of the market.

Aspiration? For myself, I now live a life that seems comfortable to outsiders. Therefore, if you want to say wishes, the object must be what you want others to be.

Thinking of this, I also knelt on the cushion and began to pray like the village masa: O omnipotent Buddha, the good man has two wishes, one is to hope that his brother who is far away can be safe, and the other is to hope that the women around the good man can be safe and sound, and no longer cause trouble.

I kowtowed three times and opened my eyes, and at the same time, Muramasa next to me gave me a shy look and then avoided my gaze.

"Brother master, this is the end of our visit, let's go down and ask for a sign, and ask for a few talismans to go back to the sisters!" Mura is whispering in my ear. Due to the distance, the scent of Muramasa's body came to my nostrils. This is a sacred place of Buddhism, so I quickly closed my eyes and recited the Buddha's name as if I was pretending to be able to resist the most primitive impulses and desires.

"The master's brother still recites the Buddha with a clear eye, and he is really making rapid progress. However, the Buddha doesn't care about what is going on in the red dust. Okay, the master's brother is gone! "The village is pulling me, I am on the left, and the village is on the right, so I guess this kind of standing must also be one of the rituals of worship.

Muramasa and I went from hall to hall until we came to a large bronze bell. There is also a sign next to the bronze bell, with four big characters on it: Ring the bell and ask for a signature!

"May I ask this master, do you need yellow and white things to ring the bell and ask for a sign." Muramasa clasped his hands together and asked the monk who looked like a steward. In fact, in layman's terms, it is to ask him if he needs money to ring the bell and ask for a signature.

The monk looked at Muramasa, then turned his head to look at me, and replied with his hands together: "My Buddhist family has opened the door of convenience, and the two donors seem to be quite related to my Buddha, and this yellow and white thing is definitely not wanted." To summarize the monk's answer succinctly, it is just two words: free!

"Brother, since that's the case, let's knock together!" Muramasa looked at the ramming rod, which was more than ten centimeters in diameter and almost one and a half meters long, and said to me.

I nodded, and Muramasa and I walked to the bronze bell. Gently hold the bumper bar, and then silently count three numbers in his mind with Muramasa, and then exert force together. As soon as the ram hits the bell, it makes a dull sound.

"The two of you are really destined! Then please come and ask for a signature! "The monk handed us a barrel filled with many wooden sticks.

Muramasa took the barrel, his eyes closed, and he began to shake the barrel in his hands, and from time to time he still muttered words such as 'sincerity is spiritual' and 'it is a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided'.

"Click", a wooden skewer fell on the table in front of the monk.

Muramasa picked up the wooden stick and shook it in front of me, I took the wooden stick and looked at it, only to see the word "medium" written on one side of the wooden stick. It doesn't seem to be good, nor is it bad.

I flipped the wooden skewer over and got a full view of it.

"This is a divine soldier who enters the mortal world, throwing away his anger and leaving his true feelings.

However, the crowd is competing for beauty, and if you want to receive the truth, you must do it as soon as possible. ”

"Does this girl need to be unsigned?" The monk took the wooden stick from my hand, looked at it, and asked Muramasa.

In fact, this signature is really clear at a glance, and others may be a little unable to understand it, but Muramasa and I really understand it.

"No need, Master. I already know in my heart the will of my Buddha, thank you. Muramasa smiled and waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to unsign the signature.

After saying that, Muramasa left the temple with him through the side gate. Then we came to a store that specialized in amulet supplies. When choosing the style of the amulet, I secretly asked Muramasa about the meaning of the signature, in fact, I wanted to deliberately ridicule her.

"I said Mushimasa, why didn't you want that master to unsign for you just now, could it be that you already know everything as you just said?"

Muramasa looked at me suspiciously, then the corners of her mouth drew a beautiful arc, and she smiled at me and said, "Of course, I'm very smart." Only the content of the signature, of course, I already know. And I'm going to work hard according to the meaning of the sign from tonight onwards. Speaking of the master, brother, what do you think of these two talismans. ”

After saying that, Muramasa was holding two amulets and winking at me mischievously asking for my advice.

One of the amulets in Muramasa's hand is engraved with a yellow lightning mark, and the other is carved into a circle surrounded by 12-petal chrysanthemums on a wooden plaque.

Muramasa is really a little genius, the first amulet can be given to Sister Rachel, she was originally known as the 'Sword of Thunder', the sword speed is comparable to the fleeting lightning, and the other can be given to the Juyi Writing Zezong, I remember that the history books record that the sword of the Juyi Writing Zezong has the imprint of chrysanthemum petals.

"You're really picky! Then please ask our little genius village to continue to choose amulets for the sisters! I touched Muramasa's head, took the two talismans from her hand, and then asked her to go through a new round of careful selection.

The village is constantly comparing and selecting in front of her, and I will give her some advice from time to time. After five minutes, Muramasa and I finally picked out the talisman for the remaining four big sisters, Hengji, Yingxiu, Luoye, and Sojin, as well as the other sisters.

For Sister Fallen Leaf is a talisman wooden plaque with maple leaf wood carving; For Hengci's sister is a handmade amulet embroidered with Buddhist beads; And for Zong Jin's sister, it is a handmade amulet embroidered with a bright moon and a sun; And the one given to Sister Yingxiu can be called the most special talisman: the same body is all black, and only the fluorescent material on the wooden card will play a role in the dark night, revealing the word "come on"! Although there are only two words, this is actually a great encouragement to Sister Yingxiu who is on a mission in the dark!

After carefully selecting and paying for the money, Muramasa and I left the temple, and the sun was already in the northeast, but at this moment it was already sunset, and it seemed that the visit could indeed calm the hearts of the worshippers.

"Are you hungry! Let's go grab a bite to eat! I teasingly touched Muramasa's stomach, and I don't know if it touched some part, or if it happened to be a coincidence, Muramasa's stomach made a noise. Muramasa blushed and nodded, touched his stomach, and nodded.

"Then let's move on to the food street!" I opened the map and looked at it, then excitedly pointed due north and said excitedly. (To be continued.) )