Zhongzhou is a good land, and the white horse is coming. The White Horse Temple is the earliest temple in China, symbolizing the introduction of Buddhism to China, but to this day, even as a tourist attraction, it is far less prosperous than the Shaolin Temple in Luoyang.

But on this day in August, more than a dozen students came to visit the White Horse Temple, adding some popularity to the empty temple.

The students, who were nineteen or twenty years old, were sophomores, went into the various halls to visit and take pictures, all with smiles on their faces.

But there was one person in such a group of people who seemed out of place, he did not enter the temple, but only walked around the temple, looking at all kinds of buildings alone, and did not like to take pictures like the others, and there was no joy on his face.

At this moment, a man crept up behind him and suddenly reached out and patted him, trying to startle him. But he seemed to have expected it, turned his head without changing his face, and said with a smile: "I have seen your shadow from the ground a long time ago." ”

Song Xiao said stupidly: "You guy, you are too suspicious, it's really boring." Why are you out there alone and not going in to visit? ”

Hu Qianqiu shrugged his shoulders and said as a matter of course: "My parents said that someone told me my fortune when I was a child, and asked me to enter the temple less, if it wasn't for the fact that I was more gregarious, I wouldn't even enter this temple, let alone enter the temple." ”

"Tut-tut, do we Hu Shao still believe this? Aren't you unsociable enough? ”

Hu Qianqiu touched his forehead, "It's okay." ”

"What a fart! Have you never been to a temple since you were a child? ”

"How is it possible, I just don't go to those big temples with heavy incense or backgrounds, I still go to a lot of small temples in our hometown."

Song Xiao wanted to say more, but he heard a girl not far away shouting: "Song Xiao, Hu Qianqiu, you two don't talk about love, come over and take a group photo." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Song Xiao hurriedly responded. "Goddess Yu told us to take pictures, don't go quickly."

Although Hu Qianqiu doesn't like to take pictures, in order to appear gregarious, he can only go with Song Xiao at this time.

A group of students stood at the entrance of the hall in three rows and asked a monk to help take pictures.

Hu Qianqiu's height is one meter eighty-four, the top three in the class, and he stands in the last row as a matter of course, and he doesn't want to be too prominent, so he stands on the side.

"Eggplant!"

The monk returned the camera to the students after taking a dozen photos in a row, and immediately seven or eight people gathered around to look at the pictures.

"Eh, why didn't Hu Qianqiu be captured in these photos."

"Whoever told him to stand so outside, and no one forced him."

The two people who spoke were called Yu Xuefei and Fu Yuan, and the two were boyfriend and girlfriend.

The female is the class flower in the class, there are many suitors, the man's family is powerful, and he looks good, and the two are also considered "rich men and women" together.

Yu Xuefei looked at Hu Qianqiu, who looked indifferent, and said, "Why don't we take another one." ”

Hu Qianqiu looked at the camera in Fu Yuan's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, look at that, don't I still have half a face." ”

Yu Xuefei thought about it and said with a smile: "Then I'll take a separate photo with you with my mobile phone as a souvenir." ”

"This ......" Hu Qianqiu looked at Fu Yuan, who looked at Hu Qianqiu expressionlessly and didn't say a word.

Song Xiao suddenly pushed Hu Qianqiu from behind, and whispered: "What are you still doing in a daze, no matter how many people ask for the opportunity to take pictures with Goddess Yu." ”

Hu Qianqiu looked at Yu Xuefei with a smile, "Okay, but it's disrespectful." ”

"You, you still like to chew words so much."

Yu Xuefei is very different from other girls, although she is a sophomore, she rarely wears makeup, and her dress is very simple, but even if she is plain, she is better than most of her well-dressed peers, and although Hu Qianqiu has been weak and sickly since she was a child, resulting in emaciation, she looks delicate and has a bookish anger, and the two appear in the photo at the same time at this time, but they are like a pair of lovers.

Yu Xuefei had just sent the photo to Hu Qianqiu, and Fu Yuan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Qianqiu, why did you come to the White Horse Temple but never enter the hall to take a look, is it because you didn't have incense money on you?" ”

Fu Yuan is also a hot figure in the class, and as soon as he finished speaking, many people laughed and echoed on the spot.

Yu Xuefei frowned, but didn't say anything.

Song Xiaogang wanted to help Hu Qianqiu explain, but Hu Qianqiu suddenly turned his head and looked at the plaque behind him with the words "Daxiong Treasure Palace" written on it, and said, "Who of you knows why all temples have a Daxiong Treasure Hall?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was suddenly silent, a group of students, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows the answer. Although they have been to many temples, most of them have not paid attention to it, and even if some have noticed, they have not thought about it.

Hu Qianqiu explained: "There are many titles, and Nobita is one of them. The great one contains all things; Male, subduing the demons. The Daxiong Treasure Hall, as the name suggests, is the main hall dedicated to the Buddha. ”

A group of students suddenly became enlightened, but Fu Yuan still held on to Hu Qianqiu and asked, "What does this have to do with you not entering the temple?" ”

Hu Qianqiu was about to answer, but Yu Xuefei asked on the side: "You still know Buddhism." ”

"I understand a little bit, I also had a lot of prejudices against Buddhism before, thinking that Buddhism is to fool the world and deceive the world and steal fame, so I have read some Buddhist scriptures, but after a cursory study, I think many of the ideas of Buddhism are still reasonable and meaningful, but they are just used by people with ulterior motives."

Yu Xuefei nodded, these people worship when they meet the temple, but they don't know what they worship, and Hu Qianqiu doesn't enter the temple, but knows more than anyone else.

Hu Qianqiu looked at Fu Yuan and said with a smile: "According to the "Diamond Sutra", all appearances are false, if you see all the appearances that are not the same, you will see them as they are. I can't break the appearance and get rid of it, even if I go in and bow three times and bow to the Buddha statue three times and nine times, what's the use? ”

Fu Yuan didn't know what it meant to be distracted, so he was naturally speechless, but Yu Xuefei nodded thoughtfully.

After Hu Qianqiu said this, he immediately became the focus of a group of people, although Hu Qianqiu was afraid of trouble, but he did not reject this feeling of being in the limelight, so he patiently continued.

Although Hu Qianqiu has read a few Buddhist scriptures, he has always tasted them, and it is naturally impossible for him to open the altar to preach like a monk, but it is still more than enough to deal with these students.

Hu Qianqiu first talked about some Buddhist teachings, and then talked about some Buddhist culture, and then he couldn't help but take everyone into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and instructed the Buddha statue in the hall to say: "The Daxiong Treasure Hall is dedicated to the three Buddhas, and the middle is Sakyamuni, that is, the Buddha, representing the central Suva world; To the east is the Medicine Buddha, representing the Oriental Pure Glass World; To the west is Amitabha, representing the Western Elysium......"

"Ah......h

As soon as Yu Xuefei wanted to remind Hu Qianqiu not to point his finger at the Buddha statue, Hu Qianqiu let out a miserable scream, and he felt a piercing pain in his chest, gritting his teeth in pain, and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that Hu Qianqiu suddenly squatted down, revealing an extremely painful expression, the students hurriedly surrounded him to check, and Hu Qianqiu at this time had a hideous face, like a man-eating beast.

Hu Qianqiu supported the ground with his right hand, and his left hand clutched his chest tightly, hoping to resist some of the pain, even if it was in vain, but at this time, Hu Qianqiu's left hand grabbed a hard object through his clothes......

Although Song Xiao and Hu Qianqiu were on good terms, Hu Qianqiu was already surrounded by groups at this time, and he couldn't squeeze in at all, so he could only be anxious outside the crowd.

When everyone was looking at Hu Qianqiu who was squatting on the ground, Song Xiao turned his head to look at the Buddha statue behind him.

"I'm ...... a good drop"

In the three Buddhas, the eyes of the statue of Sakyamuni were originally half-closed, symbolizing compassion, representing the six paths of reluctance, and being merciful to all sentient beings, but at this time, the Buddha statue in the hall was with round eyes, staring at the ground, as if he was glaring angrily at Hu Qianqiu on the ground.