Li Wusheng sat on the steps, staring at the emerald green of the mountains for a long time, breathing deeply, feeling that the fatigue quickly disappeared.

The last section is a gentle mountain road, which is planted with various tea trees on top of each other, from high to low, and the tea fields are clustered on top of each other.

At this time, it is late autumn, the spring tea has fallen asleep, and the autumn tea has begun to burst out with abundant vitality, and patches of thick green overflow the eyes.

However, when he saw the whole picture of Zhenruan gradually standing in front of him, Li Wusheng regretted it a little.

Looking at the past, several buildings in front and back add up...... It's almost smaller than kindergarten......

Li Wusheng sighed and walked slowly, passing through the iron mountain gate, there was already a courtyard of more than ten steps in front of him, and at the end of the courtyard was an old hut, with the three words "Zhenru Nunnery" written on the plaque, and the font was vigorous and powerful.

The door of the house is open, and this location is usually offered to the Four Heavenly Kings, but it is Guanyin who is really like an anthem.

Li Wusheng didn't care about these, and entered the Guanyin Palace, the space was narrow, only a few steps before and after, but there was no one, only a colorful statue of Guanyin hung on the wall.

Put your hands together, salute the statue of Guanyin, and walk back.

When I arrived at the main courtyard, I found that it was only a dozen steps, the two-story building on the left is the nunnery and the dining hall, on which the blackboard of the Qing rules is hung, and the two bungalows on the right are the financial room and the scripture room.

Along the mountain road, I turned a small bend and came to the main hall, where the plaque reads "Three Temples of the West", saying that it is a temple, and it is also a house of less than forty or fifty square meters.

The three holy Buddha statues are cement, they are all very small, less than two meters high, and there is a futon in front of them that can barely bow and pay respects, Li Wusheng couldn't help but sigh after worshipping, the conditions here are really simple.

I looked left and right and saw that there was no one, and then continued walking.

The last short section was a dozen floors of steps, and Li Wusheng walked up the steps and came to the Jizo Temple, even more crying and laughing.

The Jizo statue is a bronze statue less than 50 centimeters high.

Li Wusheng wondered, this nunnery is also complete, and there are incense burners, but there are no tourists to pay homage to the incense.

Sure enough, location is everything. Compared to the big temples on the mountain, the location here is indeed pitiful. Secludedness is seclusion, and it also brings poverty.

However, Li Wusheng walked around to the back of the Jizo statue and was suddenly a little stunned.

On the wall is a portrait of a young nun, dressed in a light-colored Haiqing, wearing a nun's hat, red eyes, and a faint smile.

After seeing the tablet under the portrait, Li Wusheng recognized that this was Master Wuzhi who passed away not long ago, but he didn't expect this master to be so young, and his appearance was even more dazzling.

Li Wusheng felt that it was a pity that this Master of Wuzhi was a monk, because judging from the painting alone, he could be described as a peerless beauty.

Keep going, and if you go any further, you will come to the backyard, and you can see a living person.

An abbot nun about forty years old and two little nuns were pruning flowers and plants in the yard, and the younger one was about twenty years old with glasses and one looked like fifteen or sixteen.

In front of it is a quiet path leading to the depths of the dense forest, and there is a sign at the intersection that reads "Taixu Garden", but the road is blocked by several wooden fences.

Li Wusheng was speechless.

Could it be that the Taixu Garden is some kind of forbidden place?

At this moment, a scene flashed through Li Wusheng's mind.

A bamboo forest.

A deserted thatched hut.

The picture passed in a flash.

Li Wusheng was a little shocked by this picture.

At this time, the abbot nun found him and hurriedly got up to greet him.

After sitting down and drinking tea for a while, Li Wusheng understood Zhenruan.

The abbot nun in her forties is called Huaiqing, commonly known as Han Wu, and she was the one who sent money to Li Wusheng before.

Among the two little nuns, the eldest is called Xuanyin, who came to become a monk just after graduating from college.

Li Wusheng felt that Master Huaiqing was too middle-aged, and it was understandable that he was not passionate. But he couldn't understand Xuanyin, who became a monk after graduating from college. Xuanyin has a good face, fair skin, and such good conditions, why should he be named a nun.

However, it is not appropriate to think about the situation of Buddhism so cranky, so it is better not to delve into it.

As for the fifteen-year-old named Huiyin, this child can be described as a lot of disasters, when she was seven years old, her parents were in a car accident and died, and she was adopted by an aunt who believed in Buddhism, and saw that she was bullied when she went to school, so she simply abandoned school and sent it to Fajing Temple.

Six years ago, Master Wuzhi left the Fajing Temple and established Zhenru Nunnery, so he brought Huiyin over.

Except for an old man who cooks for them living not far from the bottom of the mountain, there are only three monks in the whole nunnery. There is no distinction between functions, and I don't expect any pilgrims, so I worship the Buddha and chant it inside, and help the owners of the surrounding tea fields pick tea during the tea picking season.

Li Wusheng listened quietly while drinking tea, and couldn't help but sigh that there was a story after all that escaped into Jialan. Mrs. Huaiqing continued to introduce the history of Zhenruan.

This nunnery can be traced back to the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, 1500 years ago, the original name is Baopu Guan, it is a place of Taoist cultivation, according to legend, it was created by Liu Xueying, the female Taoist of the Southern Liang Dynasty.

In the Southern Dynasties, the Liu family had a large business, many clan children, and many orphans with excellent qualifications were also given the surname Liu, so this faction was called Liumen until the Tang Dynasty.

The disciples of Liumen do not practice martial arts much, but practice the Yin and Yang Perfection Technique, which is formed into a spiritual and mysterious root spell, which is as clear as a mirror, unrestrained, turning over for the wind, and hanging for the rain. It is rumored that seven people, including Shizu, have successively ascended to immortals.

Influenced by the times, Buddhism flourished in later generations, and in the late Tang Dynasty, the Liumen doctrine inadvertently absorbed a lot of Buddhist scriptures, and gradually moved from internal cultivation to generosity.

However, this way of cultivating Buddhism and Taoism also brought disaster to Liumen.

In the fourteenth year of Tang Xuanzong's middle school, the world was in chaos. At that time, Liu Xiyan, the head of the sect, saw that he was starving all over the wilderness, and decided to change his sect to Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, and to change his view to a temple.

This move was naturally opposed by all the elders of the gate, but at that time, there were many people in Liumen who were influenced by Buddhism, and under the order of the master of the gate, the mountain gate was finally opened to accept many monks and refugees.

The result backfired, the refugees poured in and scrambled for food, and the thieves mixed in the crowd and followed in, and the place was soon robbed, the treasures and food were looted, and the disciples had nowhere to retreat, and fled with hatred.

After this, Liumen was disgraced, and the displaced people became a disaster, Liu Xiyan found that his compassion had harmed the whole door, and he was even more sorry for the ancestor of Xueying, and he died by going north to the north of the peak, and the heirs of Liumen were also displaced from all directions.

After that, Baopu Guan also became a ruin, from time to time there are wanderers according to the broken wall and ruins to settle down, but often encounter resentful spirits and evil ghosts, people who come here are many frightened and die, after a long time it becomes a ghost land.

This desolation is a thousand years.

In the twenty-fourth year of Guangxu, the fifty-nine-year-old Deqing Zen master passed by this place when he went to Yixing Copper Coffin Mountain from Ningbo Qita Temple, listened to the local people tell the legend of Liumen, and saw that there are still unjust souls in this mountain, and there are arrows flying like rain in the wind, and the sound of killing shook the sky. When Zen Master Deqing saw this scene, he thought that he couldn't let this evil fate continue, so he knotted the grass according to the water and did the Dharma for 7749 days. Forty-nine days later, the miasma in the valley disappeared, the air was clear after rain, the woods were lush and lush, the bamboo forest broke through the soil, and the birds circled. Everyone sighed that the old Zen master was thin, but his magic power was strong, and they worshipped him one after another.

At this time, the old Zen master heard the heavenly voice again, and this place was associated with the surname Liu. He told everyone that he would seal this place for the time being, and then hand it back to a spirit boy surnamed Liu.