The two of them walked along the winding and narrow mountain road to the small temple, ready to find out.

I was disappointed when I saw the real body, and I saw that the small temple was very simple and simple, just like an old man living alone in the mountains, without any decoration, casual and casual.

There is no double-headed stone lion in front of the simple temple gate, only a welcoming pine, tirelessly beckoning to greet the monks who come from afar, and the sunlight leaks between the branches and leaves like a shallow little poem. The vermilion lacquer on the temple door has peeled off due to the age, becoming mottled and old, and some emerald color is still faintly hidden in the crack of the door, dotted with the colors of late autumn.

The door at the entrance of the temple is full of birds, and everything is more and more quiet and distant under the shade of the trees.

"Buddhism is pure, self-cultivation and self-cultivation."

Qin Xin looked at the temple, chanted this sentence, and Xiaoju stopped in front of the temple gate to be silent, clarified the thoughts in his heart, and then looked into the distance, only to see that the green mountains were still the same, and the white clouds were vague, so he realized the beauty of this world.

"Miss, aren't we going in?"

"Xiaoju, before entering the temple, you must throw away all the distractions in your heart, and worship the Buddha with a hollow heart, so that you can understand the will of the gods."

"Oh-"

Xiao Ju let out a meaningful "oh" and slowly emptied her mind, so that the whole person seemed to be hollow, floating in the clouds and tired.

The two entered the temple, worshiped Maitreya and Wei Tuo first, and then went inside. As soon as I crossed the threshold, my eyes suddenly became spacious. It's really a big temple of huts, and you can't see it from the outside. This is the magic of building a temple, and the choice of location is the most important.

There is a hut on the left hand side of the house, in front of the house is written "three incense, pure heart worship Buddha" eight characters, under the window is a desk, the platform is full of all kinds of incense. It turned out that the incense in this temple was made by the temple itself, and the pilgrims were allowed to take it for free, which was really thoughtful.

"Miss, how many shall we take?"

Xiao Ju likes all kinds of incense very much, and is as happy as picking hair accessories in the shopping mall. Qin Xin looked at the golden characters painted on the incense body and found that the incense had different meanings. Worshipping the Buddha can not be greedy, the wish is too much, the Bodhisattva is tired to death, so he said to Xiaoju:

"Ask for what you want, burn what incense."

Xiao Ju happily took a marriage match, Qin Xin stopped her, and Zhengse said:

"You can't take one, you have to take three together, and the Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha must be respected."

Xiao Ju stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, hurriedly took two more, and said:

"I remember, one is a ......"

Qin Xin made a serious face:

"How can you say these things in the temple."

Xiao Ju hurriedly tightened her mouth, and her mouth became a bright red chrysanthemum.

They took the incense and went to look for the fire. I didn't bring matches with me when I came, so there should be a place to borrow fire in this temple. Looking around, Xiao Ju found a small water tank at the foot of the house, and when she got closer, there were a few lotus lanterns floating on it, and she happily called Qin Xin over:

"Miss, there's a fire here."

Qin Xin walked in small steps, patted her on the shoulder, and blamed her:

"Be quiet, how can you shout loudly in the temple."

Xiao Ju said "oh" apologetically.

The two lit the incense, took light steps, walked to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looked at the peaceful and majestic Guanyin Bodhisattva inside, bowed down, and then bowed one by one in the four directions clockwise, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"Miss, be careful of the incense ash hot hands, I'll insert incense."

"This can't be done, whoever worships incense lights incense, can't fake human hands, this is disrespectful."

Xiao Ju withdrew her hand, gently inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, and the two of them tidied up their collars and skirts, and walked into the hall with dignity.

Sanskrit sound bursts, the incense is curling, the hall is very solemn, there is only one master guarding a long table, the table is neatly spread with the Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues, the master is a person who closes his eyes and recites the scriptures, and does not slack off for a moment to do homework.

Standing in front of the Buddha, Qin Xin raised his head slightly, his hands were folded, his eyes were full of piety, after looking at it for a while, his bright eyes were gently closed, and his eyelashes swept his eyeballs gently, and he took his head and recited his wish to the Bodhisattva several times.

"Miss, futon."

Xiao Ju brought a crimson futon and placed it at Qin Xin's feet. Qin Xin slowly opened her eyes, thanked Xiaoju, gathered her skirt, and bent her knees. After landing on one knee, he knelt down on the other knee, still folded his hands, looked up at Guanyin reverently, and silently recited his mind again, and began to kowtow.

There are also rules for this kowtow. Spread your left hand flat, place it on the futon, and do the same with your right hand, and only after you have revealed your heart and handed it over to the Bodhisattva, you can kowtow. Kowtow pays attention to piety, bends down from the top of the head, runs through the backbone, can not be broken, can not be hard, kowtow three heads in a row, before the ceremony is completed. At this time, you can stand up, and it is not finished, but you have to fold your hands and tell the Bodhisattva again.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face is calm and calm, his eyes are half-closed and slightly exposed, smiling slightly, holding the jade bottle in one hand, holding the palm in the other, a fearless seal in the palm, wearing a plain clothes and knots, with his feet exposed, sitting upright on the lotus seat, the posture is upright and comfortable.

"Miss, you said how heavy this Buddha statue should be, so high, so big, a lot of gold and bronze were used."

Qin Xin had already stood up and said to Xiao Ju with a smile:

"The Buddha statue is not as heavy as you think because the middle is empty."

"Empty, why?"

Xiao Ju bluntly thought that it was to save materials and money, after all, gold is expensive, after building the appearance, and then drawing the eyebrows and eyes, who can see that she is empty inside?

Qin Xin understood the subtlety here, as if he had comprehended the Dharma, took Xiao Ju's hand and explained to her unhurriedly:

"Buddhism emphasizes that the four major ones are empty, so the Buddha statue is empty. Emptying oneself and pretending to be someone else, this is the Buddha. ”

Xiao Ju looked at Qin Xin, just like looking at a teacher who has Taoism, and she was in admiration from head to toe. Miss knows so much, she deserves to be a young lady, Xiaoju doesn't understand. Where did Qin Xin find this knowledge, an old mother in the school, others dare not be interested, but Qin Xin loves to listen, and he remembers it when he hears it.

"Miss, let's go back and say goodbye."

The two went around to the back of the Guanyin statue, and saw that there was another hall behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and Xiao Ju couldn't wait to take a look.

"Don't worry, we'll worship later, and there are still Bodhisattvas in there who haven't worshipped?"

"Haven't we already bowed to Guanyin?"

"I also want her thirty-six incarnations, just on both sides, don't you see?"

Qin Xin pulled Xiao Ju with a puzzled face to visit the thirty-six incarnations of Guanyin. It turned out to be the thirty-way golden statues arranged on both sides of the treasure hall. These thirty-six avatars surround Guanyin. The eighteenth on the left and the eighteenth on the right encompass all kinds of images in the world, including emperors, beggars, scholars, and women...... In fact, they are all images of the world.

"It turns out that this is the thirty-six incarnations of Guanyin, interesting."

Why do people worship Guanyin so much? Because unlike other gods, Guanyin is a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering, she has a thousand hands, and a thousand eyes grow on her thousand hands, observing people's livelihood and suffering, and helping people to fear danger, this is Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering and saves suffering. As long as the heart is sincere, Guanyin Master can hear your call and help you at a critical moment.

Guanyin can also transform into various human forms, she wants to help people without being scary, so she transforms herself into the appearance of mortals, comes to the people, helps people with the appearance of the people, and is also a good example for the world.

Mortals can't see the incarnation of Guanyin, and they don't know when Guanyin will appear to save themselves. So the people of the world have created all kinds of images of people in the world, and found the natal Buddha who blesses them, which is the incarnation of Guanyin.

"Xiaoju, let's come to the natal Buddha and bow down."

"Natal Buddha?"

Is there anything else to this? I only know that there is a natal year, and my next natal year is still far away, so I will worship the natal Buddha now? Xiao Ju thought it was funny and incredible, and asked Qinxin:

"Miss, what is 'Natal Buddha'? Didn't you worship the Buddha in the year of your birth? ”

Qin Xin smiled, like magnolia blooming in the wind, when they walked in front of the master, the master opened his eyes at once, pinched the fingers of the rosary, looked at Qin Xin, chased her back, seemed to be thoughtful, nodded, bowed his head again, and recited the scriptures.

Qin Xin took Xiao Ju's arm, walked over slowly one by one, and slowly told her:

"This natal Buddha is the patron saint of people in this year. Aren't we worshipping Guanyin, Guanyin Bodhisattva will guard us with an image, when we encounter any troubles, what difficult problems, Guanyin will come to us to give us a point, what we see, is her image. ”

"Oh, I see, then I'll quickly find my natal Buddha and bow down. - How did you find it, miss? ”

"Don't worry, there is still something special about this, men should be counted from the left, women should be counted from the right, how old are you this year, just count where, that is the natal Buddha, if you see such a person in the future, it is the image of Guanyin to guide yourself."

Xiao Ju looked around at the thirty-six incarnations, put her fingers on her lips, and finally fixed on the incarnation of a young girl, and shouted in surprise:

"That's it, Miss, Xiao Ju went to worship first."

Qin Xin nodded, let her go, and walked to the other side by herself. I'm nineteen years old this year, and the first incarnation on the right hand side is my natal Buddha, oh, it's a pot-bellied old man. Qin Xin walked over in small steps, folded his hands again, and nodded three times at the avatar, reminding himself to pay attention to this image in the future.

The two girls were about to leave the temple after worshipping their natal Buddhas, but a voice sounded behind them:

"The two female donors stayed."

It was the master who was chanting the scriptures just now, he got up from behind the table, hurriedly walked to Qin Xin, and first made a gesture, and Qin Xin and Xiao Ju also quickly replied to him. Then the master spoke:

"Since the donor has come to the temple to ask for the Bodhisattva, why not ask the Bodhisattva."

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