In the days in the border city, the relationship between Xin Yifan and Li Chengran quickly warmed up, and the old people of the Xin and Li families were also happy to see it.

Xin Yifan will take Li Chengran to see the scenery of the border city, as well as the places where he has often gone to play since he was a child.

The mountain city has many beautiful mountains and rivers, there is Phoenix Mountain in the city, and a Youshui River passes through the city.

Phoenix Mountain is only 300 meters above sea level, and now a stone staircase can lead directly to the top of the mountain, from which you can overlook the entire flat border city.

There are 999 stone staircases. At first, when Xin Yifan told Li Chengran, Li Chengran still didn't believe it, so the two really went to count it once.

There is a Buddhist temple in the middle of the mountain, which is called the lamp.

Li Chengran saw that after the stone ladder walked to the middle, there was a road, out of curiosity, he pulled Xin Yifan and walked over, there were many dense forests in the mountains, and the two of them walked for about five minutes, and they could see that there were buildings in the forest looming.

A few hundred meters further on, you will see the temple.

The temple is not big, there is no courtyard outside, there is only a bluestone slab road leading to the main hall, there is a lotus relief on the road, which means that the lotus is born step by step.

There is a courtyard dam outside the main hall, and there are many good men and women who are burning incense.

Li Chengran walked straight into the main hall from the side door, only to see a table and chairs at the side door, a middle-aged monk was writing scriptures, and a small novice sat next to him, about ten years old, very attentively watching the middle-aged monk copying the scriptures.

Seeing someone coming in, Xiao Shami looked up at Li Chengran and Xin Yifan, and stood up with a smile and saluted the two with their hands folded.

Li Chengran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly gave him a return gift, and Xin Yifan also did the same.

It was the first time to go to the temple and a monk came to take the initiative to salute, although it was a small novice, Li Chengran didn't want to lose the courtesy.

However, seeing that there is no ring scar on Xiao Shami's head, it should be a disciple who has just entered the empty door, Xin Yifan thought.

The middle-aged monk also stopped the pen in his hand, looked up at Xin Yifan and Li Chengran, and the two hurriedly joined hands to salute. After the middle-aged monk returned the salute, he said, "Amitabha, the two donors are auspicious. ”

"Master auspicious. The two returned the salute.

Subsequently, Li Chengran began to worship the Buddha sincerely, and Xin Yifan also followed her example and bowed and worshipped.

When the middle-aged monk saw the two of them bowing, he also walked to the Buddha, rang the bowl, and chanted the scriptures in his mouth.

After the Buddha ceremony, the two thanked the middle-aged monk, and Li Chengran wrote down the merits in the merit book, and wrote Xin Yifan and his own names.

The middle-aged monk was a little surprised by the figure written by Li Chengran, and saw 50,000 yuan written directly by Li Chengran. Sure enough, it's the child of the landlord's family! Xin Yifan glanced at it and sighed in his heart.

For this lamp temple, there has been no such merit for a long time, and the middle-aged monk said: "The poor monk thanked the virtuous couple, but the poor monk was allowed to have more words, and the merit was happy, but there was no need to force it." ”

Hearing the middle-aged monk say that the two were husband and wife, Li Chengran was overjoyed and did not refute it, and said: "Master is merciful, the two of us see that some places outside the temple are dilapidated, but we just want to do our best, don't mind." ”

Indeed, except for the main hall, which is well repaired, the rest of the temple is very dilapidated.

"The poor monk thanked the two, Amitabha!" the middle-aged monk folded his hands and said solemnly.

The two also returned the salute politely, and at this time, Xiao Shami stepped forward, held a book in his hand, handed it to Li Chengran, and said, "Sister, this is the Yuanjue Sutra hand-copied by the master." "The young novice's Mandarin is very standard, and the accent of a middle-aged monk is very similar.

Li Chengran took the scriptures, carefully looked at the cover and the content inside, only felt that the words were very neat and beautiful, the whole scripture was like a work of art, she didn't know much about calligraphy and scriptures, and she also felt that this scripture was not like an ordinary product, so she handed the scripture to Xin Yifan.

After taking the scriptures, Xin Yifan looked at it, and his heart was also a little moved, this hand Zhao Ti Xiaokai can simply compare with everyone, and then look at the content inside, the pen is not completely ancient, the structure and the beginning and end of the pen have the advantages of learning from the Qi Gong body, each word is done in one go, and there is no frustration at all.

This is the work of people who have mastered the scriptures and their penmanship, Xin Yifan has been exposed to calligraphy since he was a child, and the fire is enough for appreciation.

"Master, is this your handwriting?" Xin Yifan asked in surprise, he didn't expect to meet a master with such a high degree of calligraphy attainment in the small temple in this city.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and smiled: "How can a poor monk have this skill, this is the handwriting of the master." ”

Xiao Shami hurriedly added: "The master is the master's master, and the abbot of our temple!"

"Master, can you introduce us to the master, I, this person in my family has been fond of calligraphy since childhood. Li Chengran saw that Xin Yifan liked this scripture very much, especially because he was very interested in words, otherwise he would not have asked.

"Well, then I'll have to ask the master, he doesn't usually see guests. The middle-aged monk was a little embarrassed, but thinking that Li Chengran and Xin Yifan were very pious and generous, he had to say so.

Li Chengran hurriedly thanked him, and the middle-aged monk just returned the salute and walked out of the main hall and walked to the meditation room.

After a while, the middle-aged monk walked into the main hall and said happily: "Just now the poor monk said that someone is very fond of the master's hand-copied scriptures and wants to meet him, and I also praised the two donors for their extraordinary bearing, but I didn't expect the master to agree!" ”

The little novice nodded, "Yes, Master." ”

The two followed Xiao Shami and Xiao Dong to the meditation room, and on the way, Li Chengran asked Xiao Shami very curiously, "Little master, you are a monk at such a young age, don't you study?"

Xiao Shami smiled and said, "Sister, I'm not a monk, I'm studying, and today is the weekend." ”

Li Chengran realized that today is the weekend, and it seems that this day has passed without daylight.

However, Xiao Shami's words still aroused the interest of the two, and there were many people who sent their children to the temple these years.

"Then are you usually in the temple?" Xin Yifan asked again.

"yes, I've been here since I was a kid, and I've been sent here since I was a kid, well, I'm an orphan. "When the little novice talks about his background, it seems that it doesn't matter at all.

Xin Yifan and Li Chengran glanced at each other and did not speak again.

Xiao Shami Xiaodong asked again: "Sister, you are so beautiful, are you from a big city?"

"Thank you, I grew up in Shanghai, so how old are you and what grade are you in?" Li Chengran also asked.

"I'm nine years old, I'm in the third grade, sister, isn't the Shanghai market very big, is there anything fun?"

"Shanghai is quite big, well, there are a lot of fun places, there are Disney, the Oriental Pearl, a lot of fun places, wait for your vacation and let your master take you to play." Li Chengran said that she also likes this little novice.

"Well, Master said that you have to be in the top three this year to take me out, ah, brother and sister, it's here!" Xiao Dong said as he pointed to a dilapidated meditation room.

"This is your abbot's meditation room?" Xin Yifan asked in surprise.

This meditation room is also too dilapidated, and Xin Yifan even feels that it may collapse at any time.

Xiao Dong nodded, then led the two to the door, knocked on the door and said, "Master, the two donors have arrived." There was respect in his tone. After that, Xiao Dong took the two into the meditation room.

At this time, I saw a thin old monk, wearing reading glasses, holding a book in his hand, sitting at a desk, seeing someone come in, he took off his reading glasses, stood up, and said to Xin Yifan and Li Chengran: "Amitabha, two donors, please sit." He gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

"Xiao Dong, go and pour two cups of tea for the two donors. The old monk explained that Xiao Dong arrived.

"Okay, master. Xiao Dong arrived, then went to the coffee table to find two cups, grabbed a handful of black tea leaves from a transparent plastic bag, put a little in one cup, and then poured water into the cup from a hot water kettle with a somewhat broken appearance.

"Two donors, please drink tea. Xiao Dong said with a grin.

Xin Yifan saw that the two cups were old water cups with enamel handles, and there were words "serving the people" on them, and he suddenly felt like he had arrived in a rural farmhouse.

The old monk kept looking at Xin Yifan and Li Chengran without any expression on his face.

"Master, it's really disturbing your Qing Xiu, but after seeing your words, we all want to have a show. Li Chengran said with some embarrassment that she felt a little awkward to be looked at like this.

"Do you like to write?" asked the old monk.

"I, it's okay. Li Chengran replied insincerely.

The old monk smiled slightly, and asked Xin Yifan again: "That's if you like it?" ”

Xin Yifan nodded and said: "Look at your old words have the rhyme of cedar, and also Mr. Qigong's penmanship, and can be self-contained, juniors, I really like it very much, so I asked the noble disciple to see you, I don't know if it bothered." ”

The old monk nodded slightly, then waved his hand and said: "It seems that you still understand something, don't say anything to bother or not, come here, come to the donor, write a word to the old man to see." ”

Xin Yifan paused for a moment, and then saw the old monk hand over a brush, Xin Yifan had to catch it, and the old monk handed over a piece of rough-edged paper.

Xin Yifan thought about it and wrote the word "person" on the paper.

The old monk took it and looked at it, frowned, and did not speak.

Xiao Dong curiously came over to look at the heart character written by Xin Yifan, and said, "Master, is this benefactor's handwriting not good." ”

The old monk still didn't speak, picked up the pen and added a stroke to it, which turned into a "亾" character and handed it to Xin Yifan.

"Donor, as soon as a person is trapped, he becomes a 'dead' (dead), and you are trapped. The old monk sighed.

When Xin Yifan heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and said in his heart, what does this old monk mean, does he mean that he is trapped now? That means that he is going to die?

"Master, you don't understand what you mean, please enlighten me!" Xin Yifan stood up and folded his hands.

"Sit, don't be so polite. The old monk said, and added the word "heart" under the word "亾", which became "forget".

"Donor, don't forget Hongchen in this world, people are as big as the sky! There are too many causes and effects in you. The old monk said lightly. And then he said no more.

After Xin Yifan heard this, he muttered and repeated the words of the old monk.

Don't forget the red dust in this world, people are as big as the sky!