At 6 o'clock in the morning, it rained lightly in Jianghang City, and the air was fresh and cool. Yang Ye woke up early.

He turned off the air conditioner in the room and opened the bedroom window.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze with the smell of earth came to his face, and all his fatigue was swept away.

"It really feels like home, and it seems that it is time to go back......

Looking at the cleaners who got up early in the morning to clean up on the road, Yang Ye slowly fell into contemplation, and the scene of playing in the mountains as a child was vivid.

After a while, a mother and son with a broken umbrella attracted him.

Because of the distance, Yang Ye couldn't see the mother's face clearly, and could only see the hardships and helplessness of life from the rain-soaked messy hair.

The child she was holding in her hand, about 6 or 7 years old, always walked with his head down, and occasionally heard his mother's advice before raising his head.

Seeing this child, Yang Ye seemed to see himself when he was a child......

"Huh?" After a moment of hysteria, Yang Ye suddenly found that the mother and son who had just been on the opposite side of the road suddenly disappeared. He quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the hotel.

"Uncle, did you see a woman holding a child just now......

"Oh, he went to the People's Hospital on the west side. Cross the street and turn left. ”

"Uncle Xie Lu, Uncle Xie!" Bidding farewell to the cleaner, Yang Ye crossed the road before the red light was lit......

On the other hand, Yang Xuemei, who came to Jianghang for two days, is now in a very heavy mood, and there is not much left of the thousands of yuan of medical expenses on her body, but the cause of her son's illness has never been found.

She heard that there will be several experts from Yanjing in the People's Hospital today, and she is ready to take her son to try her luck.

If you really can't find out, then you really respond to the words of the blind man of the king of the village:

"There is a Buddha light in the three inches of this spiritual platform. If you are not the world, you can't be saved, you can't live without dragon blood, you can't die without both, and you have to become an 'immortal'. ”

"Dragon's blood, hehe, where is the dragon's blood...... If there is a true Buddha, why don't you bless our mother and son...... For what! ”

Squatting under the bus stop at the entrance of the hospital, Yang Xuemei buried her face in her knees and cried like a child.

After seeing it, Xiao Yang Song on the side touched his mother's head with his pale and colorless little hand and said, "Mother, I won't look at it, let's go back." ”

"Poof!" Hearing this, Yang Xuemei couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart anymore, and hugged her son and cried.

I saw that many passers-by were compassionate.

"What about people?" Yang Ye crossed the road and came to the gate of the People's Hospital, and asked a few people on the road and said that he had not seen it.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and he stood behind the stop sign to answer the passage: "Hey, Feiyan." Oh, are you all up? Okay, I'll sell some breakfast and go back, and then we'll discuss it. ”

Hanging up the phone, Yang Ye looked around a few more times, and when he saw that he still couldn't find it, he turned around and went back to the hotel.

Yang Ye didn't know what to do, when he was crossing the road, Xiao Yang Song's eyes kept staring at him.

……

At 8 o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, more than a dozen people from Yang Ye set off to Lingyin Temple in the business car of Ma Qingyun's faction. This is the tour route they agreed upon.

Lingyin Temple in Jianghang City, founded in the Xianhe period of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, has a history of 1800 years, and is one of the most famous ancient temples in China.

As a Chinese person, almost everyone knows that there is a Taoist monk in the Lingyin Temple.

Today, due to the light rain, there are few tourists and pilgrims, and the real pilgrims choose to bow outside the temple.

Before coming to Lingyin Temple again, Yang Ye and his entourage first went to the Sansheng Stone of Feilai Peak, and prayed that he and Feiyan could be harmonious and beautiful, and destined for three lives.

The so-called three lives are the Buddhist theory of karmic reincarnation, that is: the previous life, the present life, and the next life.

Once the two fall in love, they both want to have a long time, so Sansheng Stone has become a must-visit attraction for couples.

Lingyin Temple, Tianwang Palace.

"Brother, what kind of Buddha is this?"

Liu Huan pointed to the statue on the left side of Maitreya Buddha and said, "Why does it look like the Four Heavenly Kings who took the pipa in Journey to the West?" ”

"Poof, there are still four heavenly kings!"

Wang Shiru said with a smile: "Let me tell you, this is Wei Dao, the protector of Buddhism. ”

"Hehe, it turned out to be the Dharma Protector God, and it looks pretty much the same."

After taking a few photos, everyone bypassed the Tianwang Hall and entered the Daxiong Hall in the rear.

I saw that in the hall, there is a sitting statue of Sakyamuni Lotus, the height is close to 25 meters, one hand knots the meditation seal, and the other hand knots the fearless seal.

The two sides of the main hall are twenty heavens, the rear is twelve circles of jue, the hall wall is painted with a variety of bodhisattvas, among which the most familiar to the Chinese people Guanyin, the earth, are vividly presented in the painting.

"It's similar to the one at the Ping'an Railway Station, but there are many of these Buddhas...... Hey, brother, did you use this gesture on the Three Treasures last time? ”

Yang Qingqing pointed to Shi Wudaunt Yin in Rulai's right hand and said.

Suddenly, Wang Yan and the old monk sitting on the side both looked at her, and then at Yang Ye.

As a member of the Nine Divisions, Wang Yan is not only proficient in the cultural knowledge of various countries, but also has research on Chinese national art and Buddhist culture.

She herself is the successor of the Dong faction's Baguazhang.

"Amitabha, poor monk Muyu, may I ask the noble surname of this benefactor?"

The old monk Muyu is 100 years old this year, but his face looks like he is only in his 70s.

He was not tall, wearing a blue cloth monk's robe, walking straight, and there seemed to be wisdom in his eyes.

"Hello old mage."

Yang Ye returned the Buddha salute and said, "My name is Yang Ye." Is there something wrong with the mage? ”

"Hehe, the little donor really has a relationship with my Buddha."

The old monk Muyu smiled and hugged his hands: "As the so-called one sand and one world of the world, a leaf comes as soon as it comes, and the flying leaves rise, it is the immeasurable Bodhi ......."

"Revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth of the Polo monk, Bodhisattva Bha."

"Brother Ye, what do you mean by that? Is it a spell? Liu Huan glared at him and said, "What Feiyan is immeasurable Bodhi?" What is the relationship between my sister-in-law and Bodhi? ”

"It's not Feiyan, it's Feiye......"

As he spoke, Yang Ye turned his head sharply to look at the Muyu monk: "Fei and Ye, pointing at me and Feiyan?" Yang equals Yang? How does he know the way! ”

"Also, the Sanskrit passage that this old monk said at the end of the year should be the last paragraph of the "Sutra of Many Hearts", right......?"

"The donor is really wise. Will you have the mudra on it? Can you use it for me? ”

"Brother, little brother!" Yang Qingqing saw that his younger brother seemed to have lost his soul, so he stepped forward and said, "The old mage is talking to you." ”

"Oooh!" Yang Ye hurriedly returned to his senses and said, "May I ask what the mage asked just now?" ”

Wang Yan pointed to Shakyamuni and said, "He asked if you could see the handprints on it, and if you could show him it." ”

"Oh, that's good." Yang Ye responded quickly.

He followed the example of Shakyamuni, stood at the foot of the Buddha statue and raised his right hand to the crowd, casting the seal of fearlessness!

The left hand is different from the Buddha statue, but the earth it points to, and the demon touches the ground!

The two kinds of laws and seals were one, and Yang Ye felt that his brain was clear for a while, and his heart was calm and fearless. This strange induction comes from the wormhole's transformation of his brain on the one hand, and the Buddha seal on the other.

Under these two coincidences, Yang Ye in the eyes of everyone underwent a earth-shaking change, and at the same time, a ridiculous idea was born in his heart:

"The Buddha statue has become the embodiment of Yang Ye???"

"Nan no Amitabha!"

"Nan no Amitabha!"

"Nam no Amitabha-"

Seeing this, the old monk of Muyu was like a Bodhi flower, shouted three Buddha horns in succession, and bowed to the ground in front of the poplar leaves.

The loud voice woke everyone up, and they watched this scene in amazement.

"Old mage, you are ......"

Yang Ye hurriedly dispersed the Dharma seal, stepped forward to help, but the old monk was like pouring lead, and clasped his hands together and said: "Where will I go after I die?" ”

"You ......"

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Yang Ye heard this question, and there was joy in his heart. It felt as if something good was going to happen to the old monk......

Yang Ye thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Where is the mage's heart?" ”

“！” After hearing this, Muyu was suddenly stunned, smiled and sat down, as if he had never asked anything.

……

At 11:15, Yang Ye's trip to Lingyin Temple finally ended.

It is said that since the Zen conversation between Yang Ye and Mu Yu, he has become a little strange in the hearts of Yang Qingqing, Liu Feiyan and other women.

Not a strangeness, but an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

And Yang Ye also had some gains, he found that since the seal was made in the main hall, there was a clear qi that had been flowing in his brain, and it slowly dissipated after two hours.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

At the moment when Yang Ye and the others walked out of the Lingyin Temple, the bells in the temple were heard all over the mountain, and the monks everywhere heard this, and they put down their work and rushed to the main hall.

"Why are these monks running so fast?"

"Probably a good thing."

Yang Ye glanced at the Daxiong Treasure Hall behind him, and when he turned his head again, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the mother and son he was looking for in the morning were kneeling outside the door of Lingyin Temple and kowtowing.

"Yang Ye, what are you looking at? Do you know them? Liu Feiyan picked up Yang Ye and asked.

"I don't know, but I've seen it in the morning." With that, Yang Ye walked quickly to the mother and son.

Seeing that Yang Ye was gone, Xiao Yang Song kowtowed happily and said, "Hello uncle!" ”

"Silly boy, why don't you kowtow to people casually!"

Yang Xuemei said embarrassedly: "This gentleman...... You see, we don't mean anything else, children don't understand......"

In Xuemei's hometown, kowtowing means asking for money, which is why she is so nervous.

"It's okay, it seems that my sister-in-law and I are quite related. I wanted to talk to my sister-in-law in the morning, but unfortunately I couldn't find ......."

"What's this brother's last name? Do you know me? Xuemei looked at him puzzled.

"My surname is Yang, and my name is Yang Ye." After saying his name, Yang Ye introduced Feiyan, Yang Qingqing and others to her again, and explained the morning's events.

"Hehe, it seems that we are really destined, we are all members of the Lao Yang family!"

Xuemei wiped the chaos on her face and said, "My name is Yang Xuemei, and this is my son Yang Song." Song, call uncle and aunt! ”

"Uncle and aunt!"

"That's good!" Everyone loved this little white poplar pine.

After a few small talks, Yang Ye invited Xuemei's mother and son to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

Originally, she didn't want to go, but under the repeated invitations of Yang Ye and others, she still agreed.

Looking at the Yang family sisters and brothers, Xuemei always had a cordial sense of acquaintance in her heart.

In the Lingyin Temple Hotel, Yang Ye and his entourage packed the private room, and the atmosphere was happy and harmonious.

"Brother Ye, the consumption in this place is very high, right? Sister-in-law can't let you pay for it......"

"Don't sister-in-law, say I'm in for a treat!"

"That's it, Sister Xuemei, sit down."

Wang Shiru held Yang Xuemei's shoulder and said: "Oh, Sister Xuemei, you can eat with confidence, Yang Ye is a big tyrant, and if you call 10,000 people to come over and eat hard, you can't eat him!" ”

"Really?" Xuemei's eyes widened, she didn't expect that she would meet a great nobleman when she was hopeless!