"Laojun Mountain is on the edge of the temple, and the fate of the Buddha is unpredictable." When will this marriage between men and women come? When will it end? Dependent origin and extinction, even if the Buddha comes, there is no way.

But people in this world always want to ask for a perfect way to the heavens, and make an eternal vow in front of the gods, as if in this way, this life and the next life can be unswerving.

Yuanlai Temple is on the top of Laojun Mountain, the mountain road is narrow and there are many curves, men and women walk together, occasionally stop to rest, but also find a place to sit down and drink water, whispering, not only for shy reasons, but also out of private love, do not have to be publicized in the world.

The son of the Chen family did what he said, so he really solemnly wrote a post to the two mansions of Qi Ji and invited a few people to go to Yuanlai Temple to taste the meal.

Nothing special happened along the way, Chen Gui gently waved the folding fan in his hand, and the bamboo leaves on it were lifelike.

He consciously acted as a guide for Ji Yuan and others, quoting scriptures and classics along the way, and the head was the Tao.

"This is brown sugar jelly, Jiaojiao try it, is it sweet?" Ruan Qing handed the small bowl to Huo Shui'er, and the silver spoon glittered in the sunlight.

Halfway up the mountain, the woman was somewhat overwhelmed.

A few people chose a shady place, and immediately the coarse mother-in-law set up the square cloth, and there was a clean futon for them to rest.

Ruan Qing was careful, brought some pastime food, small and simple, brown sugar is packed separately in a small box, when you want to eat, poured on the jelly, clean and hygienic.

The flower tea is made into tea bags, pour boiling water out of the pot, put the tea bags in, brew for a while, and the fragrance goes straight to the nose.

"The crystal purple potato cake made at home, I don't know your taste, and it's not good to put honey, so I took it out separately, and I just poured it on it if I wanted to be sweeter." Ruan Qing's food box is like a treasure chest, you can take out anything.

"I often hear my sister praise Miss Ruan, she is ingenious, I can see it today, it is true." Chen Gui took a sip of flower tea, the fragrance of jasmine lingered in his throat for a long time, and he suddenly praised it.

Ruan Qing bowed his head slightly, "Chen Gongzi praised it, these are all trivial things, and I can't afford to be ingenious." Miss Chan is also extremely clever. ”

"Miss Ruan's talent is well known in Jinling, and it is just to tell the facts."

Ruan Qing wore a tender green skirt today, combing the most fashionable girl's hair ornament in Jinling, looking at the green and delicate, Chen Gui's eyes only glanced at it, and he couldn't move it anymore.

"Chen Gongzi is also a dragon and phoenix among people." Ruan Qing was helpless, so he also replied and turned sideways slightly.

When Chen Gui heard this, even if he knew that she was a courtesy, there was a subtle joy in his heart, like spring water, gurgling out.

"yes, I don't know if Miss Ruan has read ......"

"Gongzi Chen, your tea is cold." Qi Baiyan had a cold face and reminded him.

This cold voice pulled Chen Gui out of his vainness, and he pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Just drink." ”

He picked it up, blew it, and seemed to feel that something was wrong again, so he drank it all, "Good tea, good tea." ”

Huo Shui'er glanced at Ji Yuan imperceptibly, and just happened to find that he was also looking at him, and the two glanced at each other, all without saying a word.

This Chen Gongzi asked them out today, I'm afraid that the drunkard didn't mean to drink.

"It's not fun to stay here all the time, so we might as well go along." Chen Gui's words just now made everyone silent, and this time Ji Yuan took the initiative to speak out, which could be regarded as giving him a step down.

"Brother Ji is right."

Yuanlai Temple is famous for the marriage tree, the canopy is very thick, covering the sky and the sun, and the sun is almost invisible when standing below.

There was a little monk standing at a table, holding notes constantly.

Men and women who need to ask or bless their marriage should shake a lot in the lottery, and a monk will specially unsign it, and then tell them their names and birthdays, write them on a small wooden plaque, and tie it with red silk and hang it on a tall tree.

The canopy of this tree is covered with small wooden signs, and the wind blows, colliding with each other, making a dull sound, not crisp, a little dull, like a chaotic whimper from thousands of years ago.

"Miss Ruan, Miss Ji, this line is too long, let's go to the platoon, you don't have to be tired." Chen Gui proposed in good faith.

"I don't think so." Ruan Qing was polite and detached, "I don't pay much attention to these. ”

Chen Gui's face was a little pale at that time. Still don't give up, "But ask for peace of mind, right?" Is the girl so confident? ”

Ruan Qing took a step back, and the whole person was blocked by Qi Baiyan's tall body.

Huo Shui'er smiled, "If you believe in this fate, you can believe it, and if you don't believe it, it depends on your personal management." You don't have to worry about it. ”

Chen Gui was stunned for a moment, and then he barely squeezed out a smile, "Miss Ji is very right. ”

After entering the temple, Qi Baiyan kept holding Ruan Qing's hand, and Huo Shui'er and Ji Yuan simply separated them to avoid more unhappiness in the future.

Finally, this embarrassing atmosphere was slightly dissipated when I arrived in the main hall.

"Amitabha, are there any benefactors who need help?"

Chen Gui clasped his hands together, "Let's take a look at random, don't dare to bother the master." ”

"Amitabha. Let's do it yourself. ”

The main hall of the Yuanlai Temple is not as grand as the Huguo Temple, and it is magnificent.

Presumably, it was famous because of marriage, and the tree in front of the temple almost covered the sesame oil money of the entire Yuanlai Temple.

If you have a surplus, let's take care of that hundred-year-old tree.

Huo Shui'er sincerely knelt on the futon and recited a few Buddhist scriptures.

Since she regained her memory, she has somewhat believed that there are gods in this world.

Karma, the cycle of life and death, each has its own fate.

After kneeling for a while and getting up, when Ruan Qing came out of the main hall, he suddenly said, "It would be a good thing if everyone was willing to fear the gods like Jiaojiao." ”

How does evil come from in the world, and what is the source of evil? Ruan Qing didn't know before.

helped Qi Baiyan take care of some business, and she probably had a vague understanding, "If you have a precaution in your heart, you can only do it." ”

If those who are shameless are willing to believe that there are gods who are three feet above their heads, if those who are murderers, they believe that they will be punished by hell after death.

There may be less evil in this world.

But the most powerless thing is that the good people believe in the existence of the gods and adhere to the faith of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith, while the wicked break all constraints, trample on the dignity of the law, and kill innocent lives.

When Huo Shui'er first heard this, she didn't know what she wanted to express.

After a moment's thought, he replied, "Reverence is a good thing, and not reverence is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

The boundary between good and evil is a thought.

There are murderers who eat vegetarian and chant scriptures all day long, and there are also good people who drink wine and eat meat.

Fear of the gods is not the driving force for punishing evil and promoting good, but talent is fundamental.

When the heart is good, so are the deeds. When people's hearts are evil, they naturally do everything.

Out of the main hall, walking on the cobblestone path, I saw the happy faces that had just been signed.

Although the folk customs of Daxia are open, it is rare to see this situation, in the solemn Buddhism, such seven emotions and six desires, love, hatred, hatred and obsession.

Therefore, in fact, in every era, there is a fate to come to the temple, and when the love is strong, young men and women can complain to each other.

Maybe it's a quaint temple, maybe it's in each other's hearts.

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