The little monk then fetched two buckets of water, and then carried the water into the woods, presumably to return to the temple on the mountain.

Brother Yao said to me, "Let's go ahead and have a look." ”

I said yes and walked with Brother Yao to the single-plank bridge.

This kind of bridge is really a single-plank bridge, and a thick tree trunk surrounded by one person is built on the river, which is the only way to communicate the two sides of the river.

Walking on it, I couldn't help but be terrified, will it fall?

And walking on the single-plank bridge, the sound of the river below is more intuitive and intense.

Brother Yao's balance was good, and he quickly crossed the single-plank bridge, looked back at my staggering appearance, and smiled and stretched out his hand to pull me.

I jumped off the single-plank bridge with Brother Yao's hand, and when I reached the other side of the river, the path on the opposite bank was even narrower, only about one meter wide, and many roads were covered with weeds, and the road was not like a road.

Walking through the woods to the foot of the mountain, I looked up and realized that the mountain was extremely steep, and a winding path stretched upwards in a zigzag shape to the top of the mountain.

The little monk was carrying the water, and he had already reached the halfway point of the mountain, and he seemed to be walking quite briskly, as if he had not carried water.

In fact, with the steepness of this mountain, even if ordinary people don't bring anything and climb the mountain empty-handed, it is not easy to be as light as the little monk, and I am even more surprised by the strength of the little monk.

I couldn't help but ask Brother Yao again, where is this, why does this little monk look like a master.

Brother Yao said that when I reached the top of the mountain, I would know, but he still sold Guan Zi and didn't tell me.

Brother Yao and I then climbed down the path to the top of the mountain.

At first, I felt okay, I didn't think it was particularly difficult, but when I was halfway up the mountain, I didn't think so.

Climb up, the mountain is getting steeper and steeper, and the road is not regular, some places are narrow, some places are wide, the narrow places can only be just enough for one person to walk through, and the wide places are not more than one meter two, and there are some gravel irregularly distributed on the ground, and you have to be careful of slipping and falling at any time.

There were no big trees on either side, only one here and there, and huge rocks, and the dog's tail grass grew extremely vigorously, some of them as tall as a man.

Looking at the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, I already feel that it is a big project to climb to the top of the mountain, and it is even more difficult to actually climb it.

Brother Yao and I spent a full hour, and we haven't reached the top of the mountain yet, but fortunately I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I have a little experience in climbing the mountain, so I won't be defeated on the spot.

Brother Yao behaved a little more relaxed than me, but it was only relative, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I couldn't help but wonder, how did the little monk climb up with a load of water? And when he looked up again, the little monk was gone, and it was obvious that he had reached the top of the mountain, and his speed was even faster than ours.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, Brother Yao and I climbed to the top of the mountain, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and finally climbed up.

The mountain stands out from the crowd and is noticeably taller than the surrounding mountains.

But I thought I would climb to the top of the mountain, but I was wrong.

There was a mountain on the mountain, and on the opposite side of the hill there was another hill, higher than here, shrouded in clouds and mist, giving it an ethereal feeling.

Looking at the opposite side, I could only faintly see the outline of the mountain, which was a bit like the head of a white-haired old man.

There was a road ahead, but it was obviously much better than the way up the mountain, a wide road about three or four meters wide made of stones, covered with moss, obviously some years.

Walking along the main road, when I reached the foot of the mountain, a broken mountain gate appeared in front of me, the upper part of which was down, and the fracture part was irregular, which may have been damaged by man.

On the edge of the archway, there is a huge stone stele, the stele has been incomplete, only see the following two words "a temple".

What's on it, and where is it?

I was even more confused.

Brother Yao and I drove all the way out, and the speed was basically more than 100 kilometers per hour, and we drove for several hours, which means that we were hundreds of kilometers away, and according to my estimate, it was probably located at the junction of Liangchuan and Zhongjing.

After crossing the mountain gate and continuing to climb, we finally arrived at our destination after about half an hour.

Outside a ruined temple, looking up, the most intuitive impression for me is that it must have been glorious, with a large building and an extremely large area.

It's just that the walls have been riddled with holes, the doors and windows are broken, and they are in disrepair, and there is a small square in front of the temple, and there is a huge bronze tripod on the square, and some incense is inserted in the ding, and the cigarette rises up.

The temple gate is a vermilion gate, with a copper ring buckled on it, the gate is wide open, and when you look in through the gate, you can see a palace standing there, and the plaque on the gate is engraved with four golden characters: "Daxiong Treasure Palace!" ”

In ordinary temples, the Daxiong Hall is the core building, and it is also the place where monks concentrate on practicing in the morning and evening, which can best represent the splendor of a temple.

"Brother Yao, where is this? It looks a bit historical. ”

I asked.

Brother Yao smiled: "Didn't you see the stone tablet below?" ”

"There are only two words on the stele, what does a temple mean?"

I wondered.

"There are still three words on the temple, think about it again."

Brother Yao said.

I wondered, "There are three more words on it?" Suddenly I thought about it, I couldn't help but be in awe, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be that this is the first temple in the world, Biyun Temple?" ”

Although I know the origin of Biyun Temple, I have never been to Biyun Temple.

Brother Yao nodded and smiled: "That's right, this is it." It's a pity that the three-character plaque of Biyun Temple has been destroyed, otherwise many people would know its past. ”

I said, "Is that little monk just now also from Biyun Temple?" ”

Brother Yao said: "It should be, I haven't been here for many years, so I don't know the situation here." ”

I was surprised: "Brother Yao, you used to come here often?" ”

Brother Yao said with a sigh: "I lived here for several years when I was a child. ”

I couldn't help but be even more shocked, Brother Yao was also born in Biyun Temple? said, "You are also from Biyun Temple?" ”

Brother Yao said: "I am not a monk of Biyun Temple, when I was a child, my parents were afraid that they would not be able to support me, so they sent me here, and I went down the mountain at the age of twelve, and I was not officially ordained a monk, but just worked as a handyman in the kitchen." Let's go, I'll take you inside first. ”

"Okay."

I heard Brother Yao's words and agreed, followed Brother Yao inside, stepped into the gate, and when I arrived at the open area between the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the temple gate, I heard a very peaceful sound of knocking on the wooden fish from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, solemn and solemn.

When I arrived at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, I looked inside, and saw an old monk holding on a futon, closing his eyes and chanting, and the sound gave people a kind and quiet feeling.

There is a Buddha statue enshrined opposite, the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, it looks solemn and kind, but the Buddha statue itself is also because of the relationship of age, as if covered with a layer of dust, and there is no sense of atmospheric brilliance.

Perhaps this Buddha statue is also the best preserved in the entire Biyun Temple.

When the old monk walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he was still chanting the scriptures, and he didn't seem to notice us.

Brother Yao respectfully walked up to the old monk, bowed deeply, and said, "Abbot, long time no see." ”

The old monk opened his eyes, his eyes originally looked cloudy, but the moment he saw Brother Yao, a fine light bloomed, and it was extremely sharp, even more powerful than the Eighth Master, Ning Gong and others, making people feel a sense of palpitations.

But it was only for a moment, and the old monk's eyes became cloudy again, and he said, "Master Chen, you're here." ”

Brother Yao said: "I'm here, I haven't been here for several years, are you okay?" ”

The old monk smiled and said, "The monks are just a stinky skin, and there is nothing to worry about." You don't seem to have brought someone before, how can you bring someone today? After speaking, he looked at me behind Brother Yao.

Brother Yao said: "He is a friend of mine, and he has always asked me to bring him here to see, but I have never had a chance, so I just brought him here today." Xiao Kun, I've seen the abbot soon. ”

I hurriedly and respectfully said, "Master Abbot, hello. ”

For Biyun Temple, I have always wanted to come and see, mainly because the impression I received from the color was too amazing, and what I didn't expect was that Brother Yao was also related to Biyun Temple.