The room of the Cold Moon Temple is in the East Zen Temple, and the monks eat three meals a day in the East Zen Temple.

There is a gate in the southeast corner of Tozen-in.

"Supervisor Jueshui, what is that place?" Zhao Zimeng pointed to the wooden doorway.

"Outside the gate is the vegetable garden of the temple."

Supervisor Jueshui walked to the wooden door, pushed it open, and there was a large vegetable garden outside the door.

The vegetable garden was fenced off with a dense forest outside the fence.

Zhao Zimeng and the others walked into the garden.

I saw all kinds of vegetables planted in the vegetable garden, and two monks were watering manure and fertilizing.

In the southeast corner of the vegetable garden, there is a mountain stream that runs through the vegetable field, and the spring water flows continuously, and you can hear the sound of flowing water from the vegetable garden.

In the open space between the vegetable fields there are several large dung tanks, one monk carries water from the mountain stream and pours one into the dung tank, and the other monk holds a dung scoop from the dung tank to water the vegetables.

Master Jueshui led Zhao Zimeng and the others around the garden.

On the north side of the vegetable patch there is a latrine, behind which there are two large manure tanks, each with a long brick groove connecting the manure pit inside the latrine with the manure tank below.

Lin Di stood at the door and did not enter the vegetable garden, because the smell was too pungent.

After walking out of the vegetable garden and leaving the East Zen Temple, Supervisor Jueshui led everyone to the Linggu Pagoda behind the Abbot Courtyard.

This Linggu tower in the stone village from a distance to feel towering into the clouds, the momentum is majestic, this time to get closer to see, more majestic.

Linggu Pagoda has a total of nine floors.

There is a large stone slab under the front steps of the tower, and on the large stone slab is the text that introduces the tower.

Supervisor Jueshui said that since 10 years ago, in order to cooperate with the development of tourism, the temple has listed more than a dozen scenic spots, and Linggu Pagoda is one of them.

The group stood in front of the large stone slab and looked carefully at the introduction above:

Linggu Tower, built in the Southern and Northern Dynasties of the third dynasty of the Southern Dynasty Liang 550-556, Xiao Heng, the younger brother of Emperor Xiao Yan, built. Xiao Heng felt that the world was changeable and life was impermanent, and he had the idea of escaping, so he devoted all his resources to build the Cold Moon Temple.

A year later, Liang, who had taken over the world from Qi, was finally replaced by Chen.

Xiao Heng, who lived in seclusion in Huishan Lengyue Temple, was able to die a good death.

Under the leadership of Supervisor Jueshui, everyone began to climb the tower.

Walking up to the ninth floor, Zhao Zimeng looked up and saw the abbot of Xiu Neng who was standing still, his breath was well-proportioned and as steady as Mount Tai.

Zhao Zimeng and everyone were very surprised: the group climbed to the top of the tower and rested three times in the middle.

And if it weren't for Mr. Deng's mention of this tower and the untitled poem on it, it would have been impossible for the big guy to climb this tower at all.

The abbot of Xiuneng is an eighty-year-old man, and he can have such physical strength and foot strength, which really amazes the comrades.

"Abbot Xiuneng, what a coincidence! Why are you here? Zhao Zimeng said.

"Amitabha, going to the tower for a walk is the homework that the abbot must do every day." Jueshui Supervisor said.

When Zhao Zimeng and his comrades saw the abbot of Xiuneng, he was standing in front of the untitled poem.

Although Supervisor Jueshui said this, in Zhao Zimeng's opinion, the abbot of Xiu Neng came to the top of the tower every day, in addition to exercising, I am afraid that there were other purposes.

The stele mentioned by Mr. Deng is a square stone slab embedded in the tower wall, and the slab is engraved with two crosses that are neither titled nor authorless.

The character is Wei tablet style. The font is simple and vigorous, majestic and atmospheric.

"Captain Zhao, what do Teng Laosan and his wife say?" Abbot Xiuneng is very concerned about the matter of the case.

"It is possible that the deceased was a craftsman named Ge Zhenggen. But it has not yet been finalized, and after our people draw a simulated portrait of the deceased's head, we will take it to the Teng family for identification. Abbot Xiuneng, why doesn't this poem have a title and the author's name? Zhao Zimeng said.

Mr. Deng already has a statement about the untitled poem, and Zhao Zimeng is curious to know what Abbot Xiuneng will say about this poem.

"Yes! Lao Ke has to go to this tower every day, this untitled poem, Lao Qu pondered all his life, but he can't understand the deep meaning. Abbot Xiuneng shook his head helplessly.

"Abbot Xiuneng, do you want to say that this poem has a Zen meaning in addition to the literal meaning?"

"Captain Zhao also has a study of poetry?"

Zhao Zimeng's research results on poetry were learned and sold from Mr. Deng.

"I don't know anything about poetry, since I met the abbot of Xiuneng here, Zhao Zimeng wants to ask for advice or two, and I hope the abbot will give him advice."

This poem is neither titled nor authorless, and the literal meaning is very simple, but when you read it carefully, you feel that it has a deep meaning. Why did the author engrave this poem here? Purple gas comes from the east, this sentence is easy to understand, what does 'Mirror Terrace' refer to, Buddha light is easier to understand, and the "dust" in 'He Zeng Dust' seems to not only refer to secular delusions. ”

"What else?"

"If 'Buddha' refers to the Bodhisattva in the main hall, it is impossible not to stir up dust, and the only one who does not stir up dust is—"

"What can it be?"

"It can only be the legendary Golden Buddha." Supervisor Jueshui on the side blurted out.

Abbot Xiu Neng looked at Supervisor Jueshui and nodded.

Abbot Xiu Neng and Supervisor Jue Shui finally mentioned the legendary Golden Buddha.

"Oh? The legendary Golden Buddha? Zhao Zimeng pretended not to know, "I implore the two masters to give advice." ”

The abbot stroked his beard and hesitated.

"Master, you can tell Captain Zhao about those rumors in the past." Jueshui Supervisor said.

"The rumors are not to be believed, don't mislead Captain Zhao and them to handle the case." Abbot Xiuneng disagreed with Supervisor Jueshui's words.

"What are the rumors, the abbot of Xiuneng may wish to tell us about it."

"Yes, Jueshui, you can tell Captain Zhao, Aunt Jueshui said it in vain, Captain Zhao listened to it, it's just a rumor, it can't be true."

"Captain Zhao, this is the case: Legend has it that there is an underground palace in this temple, and there is a gilded Buddha in the underground palace, which is the treasure of the town temple, and this cold moon temple can not decay for hundreds of years, and the incense is continuous, all thanks to the blessing of this golden Buddha. All the monks in this temple know this legend, and even the people in several villages under the mountain also know this legend. Jueshui said.

"How do the people in the stockade know?"

"In the year of the famine, some people in the village went to Lengyue Temple to become monks, because they couldn't stand the loneliness and hardship of the temple, and later returned to the world. They should have said it. Jueshui said.

"There are legends, but the Golden Buddha is indeed nothing." Cultivating the abbot of the Tao.

"Lao Qu has been in the Cold Moon Temple for nearly sixty years, and he doesn't even know where the underground palace is, whether there is an underground palace or not, where is the Golden Buddha?"

"Since it is the treasure of the town temple, naturally no one can let it know, if people know, can the Cold Moon Temple still live in peace, will the Golden Buddha still stay in the underground palace?" Jueshui Supervisor said.

"If the Golden Buddha can really bless the Cold Moon Temple to enjoy peace, there will not be those crazy people who come to the Cold Moon Temple to do evil and make the Cold Moon Temple a miasma."

"Master, the Cold Moon Temple has encountered many heavenly fires, if it wasn't for the blessing of the Golden Buddha, how could that day not be extinguished? If there is no Golden Buddha, why is the Cold Moon Temple so often haunted? Supervisor Jueshui had something to say.

Mr. Tang also mentioned the haunting.

"Often haunted? What's going on? Zhao Zimeng was very interested in the "haunted" thing.

"Captain Zhao, Jueshui is right, there is indeed a haunting thing in Cold Moon Temple." Abbot Xiuneng affirmed the statement of Supervisor Jueshui.

"Please tell us about it."

"Lao Wei is eighty-one years old this year, and the cold moon temple that he entered at the age of twenty-one is haunted from twenty-five years ago."

"Is it still troublesome?"

"There haven't been any hauntings in recent years."

"When was the last time it was haunted?"

"I can't remember—I can't remember the exact time."

"Was it before the first overhaul, or after that?"

"It's hard to say. Jueshui, think about it. ”

"Master, it should be before the first overhaul."

That's what Mr. Deng said.

"Master, before, we never thought about this problem. Since that overhaul, the ghost that has been making trouble in the Cold Moon Temple for more than ten years has suddenly disappeared. ”

"Yes! The masked man must be looking for something in the courtyard, and they have not been able to get it? "Cultivating the abbot Dao.

"Abbot Xiuneng, dare to ask what kind of trouble this ghost is?"

"Dressed in black, with a black turban and a black cloth covering his face, he often haunts late at night. The master on night duty in the temple has seen it. ”

"Since it's often haunted, have you sent someone to squat and watch in the dark to find out?"

"Ever since the hauntings, we've increased the number of people on night watch from two to four, but these ghosts are so skilled that they can fly from wall to wall, and they disappear in the blink of an eye. I never lost anything in the temple, so I didn't take this matter to heart after that. Jueshui said.

"Could it be that the rumors of the underground palace and the Golden Buddha are true?" The abbot of Xiu Neng is like asking himself.

"Flying cornices and walking on the wall? Sounds mysterious, 'they'? Not alone yet? Zhao Zimeng thought that he had misheard the combined version of martial arts novels and ghost stories, and the whole thing was getting more and more interesting.

"Sometimes it's alone, sometimes it's ...... It's two people. Jueshui said.

"At first it was one person, then it was two people." Cultivating the abbot of the Tao.

"Where do they usually appear?"

"Captain Zhao asked this question but reminded the old man, these ghosts often haunt the Yingxia Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the second floor of the East Zen Temple, and the place where I live, according to the monks, the most visited places are the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the Abbot's Courtyard."

"Are these ghosts looking for something?"

"Could it be the mechanism of the underground palace? Perhaps they thought that the underground palace was in the Daxiong Hall and the Abbot's Courtyard. Jueshui said.

"Is there a dungeon in the Cold Moon Temple?"

"There is a legend, but the old man really didn't know it, when the master passed the Zen staff and robe to me, he didn't mention anything about the underground palace, let alone the Golden Buddha."

"May I ask the abbot, when was the Cold Moon Temple built?" Zhao Zimeng said.

"Built in the third dynasty of the Southern Dynasty - Liang."

"It turns out that your temple has such a long history, is there some story in it?"

"There are indeed stories. It is recorded on the calendar of the Cold Moon Temple. ”

"What does the calendar say?"

"The builder of the Cold Moon Temple is Xiao Heng, the third younger brother of Emperor Xiao Yan."