Yunju Temple has been full of incense recently, good things continue, first won the favor of the Queen Mother, a decree and a plaque with a royal pen inscription sent over, the monks of the temple from the inside to the outside of the clothing and food will be all on several grades, everywhere compared with the standard of the Zhengcheng National Temple.

According to the official of the decree, the queen mother, who was about a leisure day, accidentally saw a scroll annotated by Xin Che when she was preaching in Tianshui Square half a year ago, and suddenly felt that Xin Che was a Buddha voice transmitter with great wisdom in the snow mountain, and Yunju Temple was also valued. Since then, Weiwei has some prestige, and this thousand-year-old ancient temple can be regarded as once again blooming a prosperous lotus flower in today's dynasty.

The second and third things are closely related, a month ago in the Yunju Temple experienced a thrilling event, the new abbot's enthronement ceremony, their master Xinche quietly disappeared, the seriously ill old abbot was stimulated and couldn't slow down, and was almost about to die on the grand ceremony. The whole temple is unknown, so I only know that their pillars and pillars are afraid that they will never return, and people are panicked for a while, until the third night, this ethereal Xinche master quietly rushed back, and brought back the life-saving medicine of snow mushroom grass.

According to the little monk who was waiting closely, after his uncle returned to the temple, he went to the old abbot's room without saying a word, and the two abbots talked for a day and a night. The next day, Xin Che reappeared, his face was calm, and he successfully completed the succession ceremony, and the old abbot's condition quickly improved, and he will be able to walk freely and eat normally in a few days.

The heart is a treasure, and the joy of regaining it greatly inspired the monks of the mountain temple. At the suggestion of several teachers. A large-scale prayer was held in the temple to show gratitude for the Buddha's apparition and protection. The old abbot also dressed up to attend and participate in person, his heart returned, the mountain temple was stable, and the world was peaceful, his wish had been fulfilled, and the whole person was a lot more energetic after less physical and mental torture.

Under the instruction of the old abbot, the temple adjusted the daily opening time according to the will of the palace, from the original opening day on the 15th day of the first day of each month to the general opening of the whole jurisdiction throughout the year. It is already a prestigious place, so that pilgrims gather in the market, and it has become a prosperous situation of incense in just a few days. An official road was specially built on Donghuang Mountain, and the pilgrims and believers inside and outside the city did not feel that the mountain was high and the road was far away. One by one, Baba rushed to burn incense and worship the Buddha. But everyone with some family background wants to visit the legendary new host.

It is a pity that since his succession to the throne, this master has lived almost completely in seclusion, living more secluded than before, and never receiving any pilgrims except for the necessary affairs of the temple. But the more so. The number of people who rush to it only increases. Soon. Xinche and Yunju Temple have become the legends of the national temples that everyone in the Uehara Prefecture knows.

When Xin Che returned to the mountain temple, he remembered the mistakes he had made and worried for a few days, but later found that this master and ancestor did not say a word about the previous conflict as if he had completely forgotten the old things. still arranged for him to be with him, and then he was completely relieved. The only thing that feels a little strange is that after that, Xinche seems to have lost his former gentleness and closeness, and he always has a cold appearance with a blank face and only knows how to read scriptures and recite, and even if he is a recluse, his temperament will become withdrawn and cold, and he looks more and more like a statue of a Bodhisattva who can't speak.

In the mist of incense, it is a day when pilgrims come and go frequently, the bell chime of the mountain temple knocks on and down three times, and the circle silently recites a sentence of "Amitabha Buddha", and the offerings in the hands are neatly arranged only to find that it is a big bundle again. The collector's edition of the scriptures, the gemstone rosary, the Buddha incense treasure cover, and the Buddha flag lotus color, it is simply a small Buddhist supplies small bazaar, his strength is a son but not high, short arms can not be taken at once, so he has to call a small novice nearby to help.

The little novice has only recently entered the temple, the children from poor families are young, but they are quick to work, and the circle of division of labor cooperation, one person carries a tray, one person holds the treasure candle incense flowers, and goes to the clean room of the heart.

The mountain temple was fully opened, and all the monks except Xinche felt extremely tired after facing these multiplied mundane affairs, and Ryō Yuan was one of them. Since Xinche officially took over the position of host, he had to complete his daily tasks on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to do a good job of Xinche's tongue bond, and he had to help the old abbot decline the invitations of many high-ranking pilgrims, and the whole person seemed to have lost weight in just a few days.

He had just entered the temple and was far from having any pure heart practice, just looking at the things in his hands that were exquisite and rare, and he was both happy and curious.

"Senior brother, senior brother, are all so many good things a gift for Uncle Shi?"

"It's indeed some precious gifts, but it's a pity, it's just to show it to Uncle Shi for a look. If nothing else, it will be directly charged into the warehouse in the end. ”

There are gifts every day, people of different identities come to worship as pilgrims in different ways, there are those who see the wind and rudder and those who sincerely worship the Buddha, and none of them can enter the eyes of the heart. Usually you have to say "I know" and send it coldly to the back warehouse of the mountain temple to confiscate, and I am used to seeing more round, just send it to report as usual.

Xiao Shami has little knowledge and can't understand Xinche's cold attitude, and he feels a little pity. Li Yuan acted like a senior brother, pointing out that "wealth is like a fantasy and a dream, and foolish beings are bewitched", their uncle and ancestor are a master of "the world has a lot of gold, I love to be quiet in an instant", so naturally he will not participate in these ordinary things.

"You have just entered the temple, your heart is not quiet, your will is not strong, you must study and read the scriptures well. Don't be like me used to, don't read a lot and don't specialize, and only after suffering do you know that you have to work harder in your schoolwork. ”

"Senior brother's advice is that I must redouble my efforts."

After a storm, the circle seemed to have grown a lot all of a sudden, and he could also speak some words of instruction when facing the little junior brother. The little novice nodded yes, and secretly made up his mind to practice well, and after no longer clinging to things outside his body, he took pity on those who traveled through mountains and rivers to worship.

"Senior brother and senior brother, then again, in addition to a few wealthy people who are a little annoying among those pilgrims, there are a few sincere people. Looking at their pious appearance, it can be regarded as sincere, but our uncle and ancestor live in the clean room, but they never ask. ”

"You mean the few good believers outside the temple who insist on prostrating for a long time?"

"Yes, it is those good believers who sincerely worship the Buddha who always insist on prostrating for a long time before leaving. Last night, before the temple was closed, I saw a female benefactor, and stood in front of the door for a long time, and this morning when the mountain gate was reopened, she was still standing there, and it looked like she had cried. (To be continued......)