Chapter 11: The Pure Land (3)

The yard is not too big, the concrete floor tiles are spotless, and the smell of incense wafts faintly in the air. A few large magpie nests stand out from the dry branches, and the yard is quiet, and the occasional cat in the yard can hear the sound when they run by. On the east and west sides of the precincts, there are bell towers and drum towers built opposite each other. Chen Ying stood in front of the bell tower and read the couplet on the upper floor: "The morning bell awakens the fame and fortune in the world; The Buddha's name evokes the charm of the dream of the bitter sea", and then went to see the couplet in front of the drum tower, which reads: "The sound of the twilight drum and thunder permeates the three thousand worlds; Fayu Flower Fragrance Zen Monastery Baishenghui". They walked along the middle road to the depths of the courtyard, and first saw the Heavenly King Hall dedicated to Maitreya Bodhisattva and Vedic Bodhisattva. To the north of the Tianwang Hall is the solemn Five Buddha Treasure Hall. This treasure hall has two floors, and there are Garan Hall and Patriarch Hall on the east and west sides, each with a matching hall. After the Five Buddha Treasure Hall is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. This scripture pavilion is somewhat similar to the five Buddha treasure hall, it is also a two-story treasure temple, and the east and west have both side halls as wings. Turning east from a small door in a cloister in the east side hall of the Scripture Pavilion, they entered a courtyard with two entrances.

Walking through the Kannon Hall, Jizoden, and Saido, they walked down the cloister into a row of rooms with extremely comfortable interiors. The floors of these rooms are covered in black marble and white heating is hung on the walls covered with beige wallpaper. If it weren't for the fact that this is a temple, Chen Ying would have thought that she had walked into a mid-to-high-end hotel. Along the way, there were occasional practitioners wearing khaki robes passing them. Several monks also hung or held the same wooden rosaries as Ye Feng, some of which had been polished black and shiny. Most of these people nodded politely or politely when they saw them. Chen Ying had never been to a similar place before, and was very restrained. She followed closely behind Liang Jing, lest she get lost.

"Here we are." Ye Feng stopped in front of a brown-red door and said. The door is marked with a number, and it looks the same as the door of a normal school office.

"Here?" Chen Ying glanced at Liang Jing suspiciously, noticing that she was as nervous as herself.

Ye Feng stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door a few times. Chen Ying listened with bated breath. Soon a man in a yellow robe opened the door and, when he saw them, beckoned them in. The monk's appearance was very much in line with Chen Ying's view of Buddhist practitioners—he had two ring scars on the top of his shaved head, was dressed in a yellow monk's robe, a crimson robe draped over his left shoulder, a pocket neatly tied along the left shoulder and under the armpit of his right arm, and a pair of gray square-mouthed monk shoes on his feet. He looked to be about forty years old, and his face was very kind.

"All here?" He got up and brought them a few Taishi chairs, and took out the chair cushions from the closet behind him and distributed them to them. Chen Ying laid out the chair cushion but didn't dare to sit down.

"This is Master Zhiyuan. Everyone sits casually. Ye Feng arranged the chairs around a small table and did it himself on the side close to the monk, Chen Ying and Liang Jing sat opposite them. There is a tea set on the small table, and next to it is an electric kettle that automatically fills the water and is steaming.

"Just as the water is boiling." Master Zhiyuan said as he gave each person an egg-blue teacup and poured tea for them. Chen Ying picked up the teacup and took a sip, a stream of heat slowly flowed into her chest, and the chill she had just walked all the way gradually disappeared.

"I heard Ye Feng say that you came to see me today?" The master took turns looking at the two girls.

"yes, I'd like to ask you to take a look." Liang Jing said generously.

"What do you see?"

"I want to see career and love." Liang Jing said.

"Good. Can you tell me your date of birth? It's best to be accurate to what time it is. Master Zhiyuan said, putting on a pair of Xiulang-rimmed glasses and handing her a piece of sticky note.

Liang Jing quickly wrote down her birthday and returned it.

Master Zhiyuan looked at the numbers on the scrap of paper and took out a thick old book from the drawer in his right hand, the pages of which had been turned up with raw edges. He flipped through the index table for a while, writing a few words in the margins under the scraps of paper. Next, he found an old yellow calendar and calculated it. Write down another string of characters above the piece of paper. He closed the book and silently observed the characters, as if there was another language hidden in them. The three young men were silently drinking the tea in their hands, and the whole room was very quiet. Chen Ying took the opportunity to look at the calligraphy and painting scrolls hanging on the wall, there was a thin gold inscription and a picture of a peony and butterfly. On the offering table against the wall are several thick books of sixteen folios, the top one of which is titled "The Mustard Seed Garden".

"I've finished reading it." The master looked up at Liang Jing.

"I guess I'd better avoid it." Chen Ying stood up as she spoke, and Liang Jing grabbed her.

"It's okay, you can listen."

"No, I just wanted to go to the bathroom." Chen Ying said and took away Liang Jing's hand, turned her head and asked Ye Feng, "Can you tell me how to go?" ”

The two of them came out and closed the door, and Ye Feng kept sending her to the door of the toilet.

"I can't go in." He was a little shy and said, "Do you remember the way back?" ”

"Hmm. I'll walk back slowly. ”

By the time she had gathered up and returned to her room, the Master had just gone out. Ye Feng was introducing the religious books in the room to Liang Jing, showing her some furnishings, and telling her the intention of placing them in this way. Chen Ying sat back in her seat and poured tea for the teacup.

"Chen Ying, Ye Feng wants to take me around the courtyard, and Master Zhiyuan will be back in a while—you can ask him anything you want to know when the time comes. We'll come back to you later, okay? Liang Jing looked excited. She casually wrapped her scarf around her, and threw her woolen hat on her chair.

"Okay. See you later. ”

Chen Ying waited alone in the house. She hesitated for a moment, then picked up the "Questions and Answers on Common Buddhist Knowledge" at hand and carefully flipped through it, trying not to touch the edge of the page, so as not to displease the owner of the book because the page was soiled. She carefully began to read the first chapter, and slowly savored the life principles in it word by word, following the author's speculative logic. She had never imagined that religious books could be so fascinating, and she read them with great interest, chapter after chapter, without even hearing Master Zhiyuan walk into the room.

"The temperature in this room is okay, right?" The Master sat in the chair across from her and looked up at the electronic thermometer hanging on the wall.

"It's fine." Chen Ying put down the book in astonishment and said in a panic, "The two of them want to go to the yard for a stroll." ”

"Oh, let's go." The master saw the book she had placed on the corner of the table and said, "What do you want to know?" ”

"I think—" Chen Ying hesitated, "I'll also look at career and love." ”

"Liang Jing told me about your birthday just now. Can you tell me the exact time? ”

Chen Ying told him calmly.

"Okay, okay." The master opened the yellow calendar and rummaged through it, and wrote some words on another piece of paper. Then he looked up and asked her, "Do you have a boyfriend now?" ”

"Well, yes."

"Actually, you're quite lucky, your family conditions are good, and people are talented. I won't worry too much about my finances and studies, and I won't have too many twists and turns in my future work, and my life will be relatively smooth in this regard. But," he said, looking up at her, "your love life will probably be more tortuous, and you will encounter some problems - of course, don't worry too much, there is nothing that you can't get over - in short, it won't go too well, and you should pay attention in a few years." ”

"In a few years?" Chen Ying was confused, "Pay attention to what?" ”

"There may be some unexpected fluctuations. But luckily you were young and still had a chance. People learn through setbacks, become mature, and improve their ability to deal with problems, so that's not a bad thing. ”

"Is this saying that in a few years my current boyfriend and I may separate?"

"Not necessarily, it's just a possibility. You also know that the affairs of the world are determined by three parts of heaven and seven points by man. If everything is in luck, I'm afraid it's not interesting to live. Do your best, know the destiny of heaven. Everything goes with the flow, do your best if you can, and you can't and don't have to force it. You're so smart and you like to read, you shouldn't be unaware of these truths. ”