"Well done, young man." A middle-aged tourist said to Erdan, holding the camera in his hand and clicking a few times, "I can prove that you didn't push the person down, if you need to testify in court, I'm glad." ”

Erdan smiled helplessly, testifying to your sister, a group of sanctimonious birdmen.

The old grandmother was fine, but fortunately her bones were not injured. Erdan entered a stream of true qi into the grandmother's body, and the grandmother's whole person suddenly became energetic.

When the second egg saw the old grandmother, he thought of his grandmother again, and the grandmother went to the city to pick up the rags many years ago! Grandma should have someone to help her when she falls! After all, the people's hearts were still very kind in that era, and they could still get food after eating hundreds of meals, and there were still people to help the grandfathers and grandmothers when they fell.

"Grandma, are you really okay? Why don't I take you to the hospital for a check-up! Erdan asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm so good!" The old lady said gratefully, "Thank you so much just now." You're so nice, young man. ”

The old man blushed, "It should be, it should be." ”

Xiaoqing quickly picked up the drink bottle and returned it to its original owner. The old woman trembled and left with the snakeskin bag.

The little monk saw this scene in his eyes.

The good roots of the world appeared, and the name was "destined person".

So the little monk smiled, the enthusiastic young man in front of him was in his twenties, which was consistent with what the abbot said, but I don't know if Lu Dao is called Li Xiuyuan.

"Donor, please stay."

As soon as Erdan and Xiaoqing took a step, the little monk stopped him.

Erdan turned around and saw that it was a little monk, "You called me?" ”

The little monk walked up to Erdan and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the little monk is the wisdom of Daoji Temple, and he has disturbed the donor." ”

Fateful? Erdan and Xiaoqing are thinking so at the moment.

"I wonder if the donor's surname is Li?" The little monk Huizhi then asked.

Erdan was stunned for a moment, a little confused, he and the monk had nothing to do with him, so he said, "Yes, my surname is Li." Do you know me? ”

"Amitabha." The little monk Huizhi was overjoyed in his heart, and the eight achievements of the fateful person were this guy, "Just now the abbot asked me to go down the mountain to find a fateful person surnamed Li, who is in his twenties, I think it may be you!" ”

"Eh, did the abbot say what the name of that destined person is?" Erdan asked worriedly, Ya, this destined person must not be himself.

"Li Xiuyuan." Huizhi said.

The little green girl burst out laughing, thinking that Huizhi would say Li Erdan's name.

"Little monk, you're talking about Jigong, right? Jigong has been dead for hundreds of years, okay. Xiaoqing said with a smile.

"Isn't the donor's name Li Xiuyuan?"

"Li Xiuyuan doesn't have it, Li Erdan has one." Xiaoqing responded.

The little monk scratched his head innocently, could he have found the wrong person? But now everyone is gone, and there is a fart who is destined! In order not to be reprimanded, the little monk used his brain.

"Whether it's Li Xiuyuan or Li Erdan, it's just a name. I see that you have a good fate, but you are a person who is destined for Buddhism, I don't know if Lu Dao would like to go to Daoji Temple with the little monk to meet our abbot? ”

Listening to Huizhi insisting that he is a person destined for Buddhism, the second egg has the mind to scold his mother. But Buddhism is a quiet place, and you can't swear with your mouth.

"Little monk, are you mistaken? Am I like a Buddhist? ”

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, and the little monks are telling the truth. Buddhism is destined for people, which does not mean that the donor must be a monk. It's the donor's good fate, which has a relationship with my Buddhism. ”

"Oh." Erdan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wisdom means that those who are charitable and helpful are destined for Buddhism, and they can go to heaven after a hundred years.

"Erdan, let's go up and have a look. Originally, we wanted to go to Daoji Temple. Xiaoqing said.

"Well, okay, go up and have a look."

There is a little monk from Daoji Temple, and even the tickets for the Jigong Mountain Scenic Area are saved.

The elevation of Jigong Mountain is 500 meters high, the momentum is magnificent, and there is a bluestone mountain road winding up. Erdan and Xiaoqing's bodies are fine, not to mention Huizhi. The three of them walked all the way and talked all the way, and when they reached the top of the mountain, it was dark.

The top of the mountain was flattened, and the Daoji Temple was built on it, and the surrounding forests were lush and bamboo, which suddenly made people feel like "the ancient temple in the deep mountains".

Daoji Temple was built in the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, which was to worship the master Jigong.

Daoji Temple looks more like a temple garden, very beautiful, although it is built on the top of the mountain, the scale is not small. The mountain gate faces south, and the first thing you see when you climb the mountain is a large bronze bell hanging on an ancient tree.

Next to the bronze bell is a huge stone, a big one, four meters high, and the weight of dozens of tons. The boulder is engraved with words, flying stones.

It would take a lot of effort to transport such a large stone from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain using modern machinery.

The flying stone has existed since the beginning of the construction of Daoji Temple, and if it hadn't been for the flying stone, I really can't think of how it ran up.

The more Erdan looked at the boulder, the more it looked like a thing, a gourd, an abstract gourd. Erdan just thought about it casually, and didn't seriously consider this pointless question.

Courtyard, bell tower, scripture pavilion, Daxiong Treasure Hall, Wuliang Palace, wing room, dining hall, etc. Lush forests and bamboos, green bricks and green tiles, red lacquered wooden pillars and wooden beams, carved beams and painted buildings, typical temple buildings, pay attention to the unity of heaven and man.

The Mahavira Hall is dedicated to Shakyamuni, Arhats and Bodhisattvas. Jigong was enshrined in the Immeasurable Hall.

Daoji Temple is the largest temple in Jiangdong and has more than 50 full-time monks. The so-called full-time monk is the one who sees through the red dust and steps into the empty door. Since there are full-time monks, there are part-time monks. Part-time monks are also lay monks, the six roots are not clean, there is a family and a room, and it is necessary to get money.

In other words, monks are a hot industry now, and I heard that there is a sea of money. If you don't have a graduate degree, you're embarrassed to submit your resume.

On the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a group of monks are reciting scriptures sincerely, with modern technology amplification equipment, Sanskrit sound is curling, very atmosphere.

Huizhi asked Erdan and Xiaoqing to wait outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and he went in to call the abbot.

Xiaoqing tightly held the corner of Erdan's clothes, a little scared! Isn't it, the most terrifying religious horse.

Erdan's mind was surprisingly calm, especially when he heard Sanskrit singing.

"Erdan, you don't really want to become a monk, do you?" Xiaoqing asked when she saw Erdan's preoccupation.

"Do you want me to become a monk?"

"I don't want you to become a monk."

"And what if I really become a monk?"

"I'm going to be a nun."

What touching words. Erdan hugged Xiaoqing girl tightly in his arms and vowed never to leave home.

Where does the second egg know the Tao, if a person has an epiphany, he can't help himself if he doesn't leave home. Just like Li Xiuyuan, he had an epiphany before getting married, and he abandoned everything to become a monk, and no one could persuade him.