Chapter Eighty-Five: Thank you, Abbot
The next day, Yun Sheng and Zhang Jiusheng got up early in the morning.
Because he didn't know how many days he went, Zhang Jiusheng prepared a lot of things, such as thick bedding and a hand warmer, and moved them all to the carriage.
The journey to Chuyun Mountain is not short or long, and it is necessary to go up the mountain and enter the temple, so it is about half a day.
Yun Sheng remembered Zhang Qiye's advice, as soon as the two got into the carriage, they asked Zhang Jiusheng to take a pill to protect against the cold first, Zhang Jiusheng didn't know what it was, anyway, Yun Sheng gave it, and swallowed it directly with her hand.
They set out in the morning, and when they arrived at Rakukaneji Temple, it was almost noon.
Because he had to take care of Yun Sheng's body, Zhang Jiusheng accompanied her to walk slowly, and sent a descendant with fast feet to go up the mountain first to inform the abbot of the temple, and also gave some time to the monks in the temple to clean up the rooms and courtyards where they could live.
Fortunately, it is not winter now, and it is not the time for snow, otherwise it is estimated that it will be slower, and Zhang Jiusheng is more worried.
"These temples are really, they have to be built on such a high mountain." On this cold day, not to mention Yun Sheng, Zhang Jiusheng walked out of a fine sweat, he held Yun Sheng's arm with one hand, raised his neck to look at the stone steps that were still half-there, and complained.
Yun Sheng smiled, pinched his sleeves to wipe the sweat from the corners of his forehead, and said: "Because the monk wants to be born to practice, although I don't know feng shui, but look at the location of Chuyun Mountain, which is the place where the earth's qi is knotted, and the Luojian Temple is halfway up the mountainside where the Tibetan wind gathers qi, it is a position that can be close to the gods and not disturb the gods. ”
Zhang Jiusheng didn't speak, he didn't understand this, he thought about going back and looking at the books in this area, every time Yun Sheng said something, he couldn't answer, and the books he had been forced to read in the past few years were all in vain.
Yun Sheng seemed to sense Zhang Jiusheng's dissatisfaction, and also pinched his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his sideburns for him, and comforted: "It's just right, we are always in the city, and we can't exercise a few times a day. ”
"It's too cold." Zhang Jiusheng said.
"Isn't it hot right now?" Yun Sheng asked with a smile.
"Hot." Zhang Jiusheng blurted out.
After a while, the two looked at each other and laughed.
The steps up the mountain were not smooth, the two of them walked to the back, they didn't have the strength to speak, there was only one panting sound in their ears, Zhang Jiusheng grabbed Yun Sheng's arm tightly with one hand, and protected her waist with the other hand, for fear that her feet would be soft and suddenly fall backwards, that was a life-threatening matter, he didn't dare to be sloppy.
Finally seeing the mountain gate, Zhang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked back, the long stone steps stretched down, it was so scary, how did they persist until they climbed up.
Zhang Jiusheng lamented, he hadn't climbed such a high stone step when he was so big, when he was a child, he thought that this stone step was too long and steep, he didn't want to follow his father and mother into the temple to burn incense, but he didn't expect to accompany Yun Sheng for so long this time.
Hearing that the county magistrate of Fan County came to incense, the abbot of the temple was waiting at the gate of the mountain early, followed by two little novices, both with cloaks on their hands to keep out the cold, looking forward to it.
Luojian Temple is located in the middle of the mountainside of Chuyun Mountain, because Chuyun Mountain is high, and is not in Fan County, so in addition to the family has a change, urgently need to chant and pray for the Buddha to come to incense, there is only the temple fair during the New Year's Festival.
Like Zhang Jiusheng and Yun Sheng, who came for the case, I'm afraid there are only two of them.
Finally seeing the abbot, Zhang Jiusheng and Yun Sheng were already out of breath, and the two of them supported their knees with their hands, and they couldn't even say hello for a while.
"Come, put on a cloak for the two of you first, and help them into the temple to rest." The abbot of Dusty Cloud waved his wide sleeves, and the two little novices behind him stepped forward and unfurled their cloaks over the embarrassed two.
Zhang Jiusheng was already hot, and the cloak was thick, but he didn't have the strength to blow it down again, so he had to cover it, followed the hands of the two little novices, and staggered into the courtyard.
After a while, the two little novices brought hot tea again, Zhang Jiusheng pinched the teacup, only to feel that it was hot, frowned, and looked at Yun Sheng, who was also too tired to speak.
Yun Sheng's face is not very good, but it is different from before, when she was tired in the past, her face would always turn pale, as if the whole person would faint at any time, but now her face is red, and her face is covered with fine beads of sweat.
"That medicine is really good." Zhang Jiusheng thought about it, and also began to thank the mysterious person for the medicine.
The two rested for a while, and their body temperature gradually returned to normal levels, but the sweat soaked their clothes, and sticking to their bodies always made people feel particularly uncomfortable, Zhang Jiusheng pinched the measuring cup of hot tea in front of him again, it was not so hot, handed it to Yun Sheng, and said, "It's not hot, take a sip of tea, and go to the room they cleaned up for a while to take a shower and change clothes, we have time." ”
Yun Sheng nodded, and took a sip of Zhang Jiusheng's hand.
After a while, a little novice came, clasped his hands at the two of them, and said slowly: "Two, the guest room has been cleaned up, if you have rested, you can come with the little monk." ”
Zhang Jiusheng and Yun Sheng hurriedly stood up, and they were also double ten, with respectful expressions.
"Thank you, little master."
Zhang Jiusheng and Yunsheng's rooms are adjacent, which is also the meaning of the abbot, the people in this temple, they are not familiar with each other, the two of them live closely, they have a sense of security, and they feel more comfortable.
The room is simply furnished, the door is a huge "Buddha" word, the tables and chairs in the room, including the square couch are made of wood, smell carefully, and there is a faint wood fragrance. There is a copper round incense burner on the couch in the room, and the cigarette smoke curls, which is the inherent sandalwood fragrance in the temple, refreshing people's hearts.
"Little Master, where can I take a bath?" Yun Sheng folded his hands and asked.
The little novice also folded his hands, bent down slightly, and said, "If you want to bathe, donor, the little monk will bring you hot water in a while, and you can bathe in the house." ”
As he spoke, he turned to Zhang Jiusheng again: "If this donor also wants to bathe, go out from this courtyard, go straight along the corridor, turn left at the end, and you can see the word bathroom, just go in." ”
Zhang Jiusheng frowned: "Why can she bathe in the house, I have to go out?" ”
Unexpectedly, the little novice smiled: "This donor is a woman, there are many men in the temple, and there are very few female donors who enter the temple for the night, so only men's bathhouses are built in the temple, and if the female donors bathe in the bathhouse outside, they are afraid of collision." ”
Zhang Jiusheng thought about it, and he didn't worry about Yun Sheng going to the bathhouse outside to bathe alone.
He didn't know much about the situation in this temple, in case there were any ill-intentioned people......
And Yun Sheng was stunned when he heard what the little novice said, she was obviously wearing a man's clothes, but she was recognized by a little novice at a glance, and she couldn't help but be frightened.
Unexpectedly, the little novice seemed to hear what Yun Sheng was thinking, folded his hands, and said slowly: "Donor, please rest assured, there are rules in the temple, and you will never talk about things in the world." ”
Yun Sheng was relieved.
"Little Master is right, hard work, little master, go get hot water, I'll just go find the bathhouse myself in a while." Zhang Jiusheng urged, thought about it carefully, he still waited for Yunsheng to finish bathing, and then he went, which was more reassuring.
The little novice moved quickly, and after a while, he finished carrying the hot water and left, and when he left, he said that the abbot was waiting for them in the meditation room at any time, Zhang Jiusheng expressed his gratitude, and then sent the little novice away.
"You can bathe in peace, I'm outside, call me if there's anything." Zhang Jiusheng sat at the door of Yunsheng's room, took out the painting that had been hidden in his sleeve, and looked at it carefully.
Lu Zhi's painting skills are not superb, but his genius is that he paints everything he thinks in his heart and what he wants to tell others.
If you are not familiar with the local scenery, I am afraid that you will not be able to get information from the paintings for a while.
"I believe that your nature is not bad." Zhang Jiusheng looked at the painting and muttered.
Yun Sheng bathed quickly, probably because he was anxious to ask about things, so when he hurriedly came out, he heard Zhang Jiusheng say such a sentence, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"My lord, who are you talking about?"
Zhang Jiusheng turned his head and put the painting away: "Wash it up, let's go find the abbot, right?" ”
"Okay." As soon as Yun Sheng responded, he reacted again: "My lord, aren't you going to bathe?" Let's go take a shower first, it's still early, and it's time to fast for a while. ”
Zhang Jiusheng looked at the sky, nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll go to bathe first, and then we'll go to the abbot after lunch, and I'll go and inform the little novice." ”
"Okay, go ahead." Yun Sheng urged.
Zhang Jiusheng just turned around and was about to leave, but he turned around and said, "Don't call me an adult outside." ”
Yun Sheng was stunned, and immediately reacted: "Yes, Second Young Master." ”
The vegetarian food of Luojian Temple is similar to what Yunsheng used to eat in those temples in the capital, Yunsheng thought that the vegetarian food here was just a few pieces of tofu and a few vegetable leaves, but he didn't expect that the color and fragrance of the vegetarian food here were almost the same as those in the capital, Yunsheng ate happily, but there was also a layer of doubt in his heart.
The small Fan County and the small Luojian Temple can also be compared with the capital everywhere.
After Zhang Jiusheng and Yunsheng finished eating, a little novice came on time, stood at the door, hung his head, and said, "The two of you can finish fasting?" The abbot has been waiting for the two of them in the meditation room for more than a long time. ”
Zhang Jiusheng picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped his mouth, and folded his hands: "Thank you, little master, the two of us will go immediately." ”
As he spoke, Yun Sheng had already stood up, straightened his clothes, and followed the little novice all the way to the courtyard of the abbot of Dusty Cloud.
The courtyard was full of fallen leaves, and no one cleaned it, Zhang Jiusheng wanted to say something, but he still hid it in his heart and didn't say it, the act of being born out of the world is difficult for mortals like him to think about.
"Abbot, the two donors have arrived."
Then a very low and slow voice came from the room: "You go down first, and invite the two donors into the house." ”
"Yes, Abbot, two please." The little novice half-bent over, folded one hand, and gently pushed open the wooden door of the meditation room with the other, and walked sideways to the side.
"Thank you, little master." Zhang Jiusheng nodded, glanced at Yun Sheng, and stepped into the house, and then the little novice closed the wooden door behind them.
The scent of sandalwood in the house was stronger than in their room, but not too pungent.
The light was dim, and the two looked around, and saw the abbot of Dust Cloud sitting on a futon on the couch in the back room, closing his eyes, pointing to the two futons on the side, and said, "Two donors, please sit." ”
The two of them had not yet sat on the hot buttocks, and were thinking about how to talk to the old abbot, when they heard the abbot of Chenyun say: "The two donors have come here so hard, and the old man knows what it is for?" ”
"Please make it clear to the abbot." Yun Sheng clasped his hands together and was extremely respectful.
Before they could speak, the old abbot already knew their intentions, which couldn't help but make Yun Sheng respect the old man in front of him.
I saw that the abbot of Dusty Cloud stretched out his hand and groped under the futon for a while, and then took out a hairpin.
Yun Sheng recognized it at a glance.
It was the one that Liu Rushuang carried, and the hairpin was wrapped around the turquoise tassel, and Yun Sheng looked at it and almost shed tears.
"This was left by a female benefactor on the day of the heavy snowfall three years ago." The abbot of Dusty Cloud said slowly, handing the hairpin to Yunsheng.
She ...... She ...... "Yun Sheng still couldn't hold back in the end, covering his mouth, desperately suppressing himself from crying."
She stretched out her hand, took the hairpin, and held it in the palm of her hand.
Zhang Jiusheng knew the relationship between her and Liu Rushuang, but he felt sad, and reached out to gently pat Yun Sheng's back.
Her surname is Liu, this Liu donor is not in good health, she knows that her time is short, and she is extremely worried about one of her friends, thinking that one day her friend will find Luokanji Temple, and this hairpin is what she left as a memorial. Maybe one day, you can still prevent the disaster for the donor, but please take care of the donor's life. ”
Yun Sheng could barely cry: "Thank you, Abbot." ”