When he accidentally found a name exactly like his own, Ruan Shu was stunned.

Stunned for a second, she thought that maybe it was just a coincidence of the same name, and glanced at the more information marked on the shelf, only to see that the birthday was also the same as hers.

She was stunned again - how could it be ......? How could anyone give her an everlasting lamp? And it is clear that this lamp was lit for blessing prayers.

Ruan Shu suddenly looked strange.

Two monks were refueling the lamp.

The soybean-sized flame jumped on the lamp mouth, the center of the fire was reddish yellow, and the outer ring burned a faint blue.

After adding oil, the monk carefully covered the transparent lampshade back.

The halo of the flame reflected on the lampshade, although it was only a small clump, it was enough to give a warm feeling, and it will burn tenaciously and forever.

"May I ask ......" When Ruan Shu reacted, he had already unconsciously spoken, called one of the monks who had just added oil to it, pointed to the lamp and said, "May I ask this little master, can I find out which pilgrim is offering this ever-bright lamp here?" ”

The monk smiled kindly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, this benefactor, although every pilgrim who worships the lantern with us is registered, we can't reveal their private information. Besides, we are only the monks in charge of guarding the temple, and we do not have the right to look at such records. ”

In fact, Ruan Shu had expected such an answer, but if he really heard it, he was still inevitably disappointed, but he could only salute: "Okay, I understand, thank you, little master." ”

"You're welcome." The monk bowed politely and went on with his work.

Ruan Shuwu stood there, staring at it for a while, twisting his eyebrows, and putting aside his doubts for the time being. When he turned his attention back to Yu Lan's side, the lantern ceremony seemed to be over, and the little monk moved the lamp offered for Lu Shaocong from the main table in front of the Buddha statue to the lamp area, and placed it on the empty seat that had been reserved in advance. The shallow lower groove is tailor-made for the lamp holder, just right to hold it, so as to stabilize the lamp body and not easy to tipple.

The long-bearded monk then recited the sutra in front of the lamp, then took the candle handed by the young monk from the candlestick in front of the Buddha statue and lit the lamp.

Yu Lan knelt on the futon, and every time the scriptures in the mouth of the long-bearded monk stopped for a while, she would bow to the ground in a posture of five bodies, extremely pious.

Repeating it several times, Ruan Shu was bored and a little stunned.

It happened that the little monk came over and asked: "This donor, it will take a while for the lantern guard to end, we have a lounge for pilgrims, does the donor need to go and sit for a while and wait for a while?" ”

Ruan Shu was naturally happy and hurriedly thanked: "The little master is tired of leading the way." ”

The so-called lounge is actually just a very simple tea room. There were only two or three people sitting inside, and several wooden chairs were empty.

Ruan Shu picked the most window-based position. The opposite position outside the window is the side and back of the Thousand Buddha Hall, and there is a small square, which seems to pass through the Lingxiao Pavilion, gathering a lot of tourists.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the small square was quite lively, just like the small square where she and Fu Lingyuan saw the sick pool and the marriage tree in the morning.

Compared with the many halls under the mountain, the Thousand Buddha Hall on the top of the mountain looks solemn, adding such a small square with a strong earthly flavor, in Ruan Shu's opinion, it is really a bit inappropriate.

The little monk quickly came over with a teapot and poured her tea.

"Thank you, little master." Ruan Shu held the teacup in both hands, bowed his head slightly, showed the greatest courtesy, and then pointed out the window and asked curiously: "May I ask the little master, won't this small square outside affect the purity of Buddhism?" ”

The little monk glanced at the situation and explained, "The Thousand Buddha Hall should indeed be completely silent. But our presiding master said that the Buddha is not high above people, the Buddha exists around everyone, and should not be separated from the earthly fireworks. Therefore, let the monks in the temple, and the pilgrims and tourists who go up the mountain, find more opportunities to get in touch with the Buddha. ”

Ruan Shu smiled faintly, and his chin made a natural shape.

When the little monk was dying, he heartily informed: "Today happens to be the monthly lantern release activity of this temple. If the donor is interested, he can participate in a while. It was about eight o'clock. ”

"Thank you, little master." Ruan Shu thanked him lightly.

The sky lantern is popular with most people, but it is the first time that the little monk has seen someone like her who has not fluctuated after hearing this, and he can't help but look at her twice before leaving.

Ruan Shu picked up the tea and took a sip slowly. The tea was warm and watered the empty guts - she was a little hungry.

She is not an easily hungry person, but the afternoon ...... Climbing the mountain took her too much energy.

After sitting for a while, it was only early at seven o'clock. Yu Lan's lighting ceremony will take a while. Ruan Shu couldn't sit still, so he walked out of the tea room with Jiusi and went around to the small square.

The foraging process is smooth, and there are many varieties of dim sum such as rattan flower cake, mung bean cake, and lily cake. She picked three or four at random, hoping that she could cushion her stomach first.

I wanted to go back to the tea room with the pastries, but I accidentally found that a novice was actually helping someone to tattoo talismans. Ruan Shu immediately turned around and walked to the wooden table where the novice was sitting.

When I got closer, I realized that it wasn't really a thorn charm, but just a paint-stained pen drawing a charm. At this time, Shami was drawing a gecko on the arm of a young man.

However, Shami's painting is obviously very good, and although it is a tattoo, it really looks like a tattoo just by looking at it with his eyes. It was precisely at the end of the day, when the last stroke was completed, that he said, "It dries quickly in fifteen minutes, and the thorn pattern will remain there for a whole year." ”

When Ruan Shu found out that it was not a real thorn talisman, he had already lost interest, and when he heard the words, he was aroused by curiosity: "What is so special about this pigment?" ”

Shami had a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "Yes, this benefactor, the paint does have something special. ”

Just one sentence, without saying more, it is obvious that he does not want to be an outsider.

Ruan Shu raised her eyebrows, and after the young man got up, she sat down, rolled up her left hand, took off the chalcedony, and gestured to the novice with the scar on her wrist: "I want to draw a talisman on this, master to see if it is feasible?" ”

She had long been thinking about using a tattoo to get rid of her scar, but she hadn't found the time to do so—Thailand's thorn charm was famous.

It is located on the wrist, and if you really remove the stabbing talisman, the pain level is probably worse than other places on the body. Since this painting is not fading at the moment, Ruan Shu has no obstacle to give it a try.

Shami glanced at it, and did not ask much about the origin of the scar, but asked, "What type of pattern does the donor want?" ”

Ruan Shu didn't have a specific idea, saying: "I just hope to be able to cover the scar more naturally." ”

"I see." Nodding his head, he quickly picked up his pen.

Ruan Shu didn't say a word, let him fiddle with it, and while eating the dim sum he had just bought, he carefully stared at his movements, like a painter painting, along the veins of her scars, the strokes were very delicate.

For about half an hour, in the evening, a string of Sanskrit characters was presented, and the font and layout were slightly adjusted to the general Sanskrit writing.

The color is black. Inky black. It contrasts with her fair skin.

Ruan Shuzai looked at it carefully for a while, and liked the strong sense of confrontation it revealed as a whole, and smiled: "It's beautiful, thank you." ”

Shami was washing his paintbrushes, hearing the words but not smiling.

Ruan Shu looked twice, but did not see the merit box: "May I ask the master, how can I give you money for sesame oil?" ”

Shami motioned to another wooden table with a monk in charge of a Kong Ming lantern and said, "Put a Kong Ming lantern for the people you love and love yourself." ”

Ruan Shu: The monks of the "......" temple also engage in bundled sales?

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I bought Kong Ming Lantern and handed it to Jiusi. Seeing that the time was about the same, Ruan Shu went back to the side hall and met the long-bearded monk while answering Yu Lan's Dharma questions and walking out.

When they arrived at the door, the two stopped, and the long-bearded monk asked Yu Lan to register on the merit book.

The money for enshrined lanterns is naturally also called sesame oil money.

Ruan Shu glanced at it unintentionally and found that Yu Lan had registered for five years at one time. As for how much sesame oil money will be spent in the past five years, it is unknown.

After signing, Yu Lan bowed to the long-bearded monk: "Thank you, master." I'm sorry for you today. ”

The long-bearded monk stroked his beard: "The donor is polite." The money you donate for sesame oil goes far beyond the offering of ever-bright lanterns. On behalf of the monks from all over the temple, I would like to thank the donor for his devotion to the Buddha. ”

After saying that, he turned to Ruan Shu, bowed his head in greeting, his eyes swept over the Kong Ming lantern in Jiusi's hand, looked back at Ruan Shu, and smiled.

Stepping out of the Thousand Buddha Hall, it was completely possible to feel that Yu Lan seemed to finally relax in an instant, and after thanking the long-bearded monk, she came to thank her: "Miss Ruan came to accompany me, an old woman." ”

"Mrs. Lu, you are polite to me again." Ruan Shu smiled lightly.

Yu Lan's eyes were actually full of insight, and she didn't come and go politely. And obviously, at least for today, she has a lot of affection for her.

Ruan Shu secretly thought - Fu Lingyuan's goal was achieved.

After a pause, she said what she wanted to praise her before, "Mrs. Lu must pay attention to exercise at home, right?" I can't even leave you. ”

Yu Lan smiled and shook her head: "It's not about exercising at home, but on such a mountain road, every time I go to temples around the country to worship Buddha, I almost have to go once." If you go too much, you will naturally get used to it. ”

"Oh?" Ruan Shu showed great interest, "Listening to Mrs. Lu, I should have been to many temples."

"That's quite a lot." Yu Lan's eyes narrowed slightly and deeply, and said slowly, "I started running around to worship the Buddha a long time ago. It's not clear exactly when it will be. I remember that old man—"

After a pause, she corrected her wording and said again: "I remember that year, Chen Xi and Zhenhua, as well as Huang Laosan, went to the dock to deliver goods together and were ambushed by the police. All three were on the boat at the time, and they all jumped into the sea. At that time, there was daily news of the salvage of suspected bodies of the three of them. That was the first time I really felt what kind of background I had married. ”

After speaking, Yu Lan seemed to feel a little emotionally inappropriate, restrained her expression, and smiled: "A woman's life is only about two men. A husband, a son. Since I had a young son, I have entered the stage of worrying about my son. I've been worrying about it for more than 20 years. Still don't let me worry. ”

In the end, she didn't forget to turn the conversation on Fu Lingyuan, and sighed: "Fortunately, A-Yuan's child is reliable, and the relationship between Shaocong and A-Yuan is good, so I am much more relieved." ”

Ruan Shu couldn't tell the truth of what she said about "lucky", so she didn't comment, and curiously pulled the topic back to Fang Cai: "What happened later?" How did Uncle Lu and his other two brothers come back safely? ”

Yu Lan didn't mind talking to her about this, and said: "Zhenhua actually came back on the third day after his disappearance, and he was lucky enough to swim back to the shore by himself, just to avoid the limelight, so he hid for two more days before he appeared." As for Chen Xi and Huang Laosan, the two disappeared together for more than half a month, but they were actually lucky and were rescued, but because both of them were injured, they recuperated for too long. ”

Ruan Shu nodded slightly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was going to check the time, but found that there was a missed call from Fu Lingyuan.

She dialed back.

However, her mobile phone signal was only one bar, and she couldn't dial the number.

She turned her head and asked Jiusi, "Did Mr. Fu call you?" ”

Jiusi took out his mobile phone to check it when he heard this, and shook his head: "No." ”

"How's the signal?" Ruan Shu asked again.

"On the way up the ladder, my phone was completely out of signal." Think about it.

Ruan Shu pursed her lips, gave up the idea of calling back, and asked Yu Lan: "Are we going to go down the mountain directly?" ”

"Miss Ruan has no interest in sky lanterns?" Yu Lan looked around, swept the Kong Ming lantern that almost everyone around her had in her hand, and then swept the one in Jiusi's hand, and smiled lightly, "Just now the master told me that there is an event tonight." ”

The implication of this is that she wants to put a Kong Ming lantern before leaving.

Earlier, the little monk told him that the time to put on the lamp was eight o'clock, and now it was only ten minutes away, Ruan Shu nodded in agreement, and asked Jiusi to lead the way for Yu Lan to buy Kong Ming lanterns, and she took advantage of the gap to go to the bathroom.

Outside the hall, there is only one public toilet for tourists.

At this time, most of the people were gathered outside to prepare for the lanterns, and there happened to be no one else in the bathroom.

When I washed my hands, I noticed that the hair tie was loose. She simply took it off and scattered all her hair.

Drying her hands, she stepped out, and within a few steps, a figure came into her field of vision.