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Captain Peng and several leaders obviously knew about this for a long time, so they all nodded, and then continued to walk towards the peak.

I deliberately fell behind, and said to Ma Yiao: "What's the situation, how did a good scientific investigation turn into going into the mountains to seek Buddha and worship the dock?" ”

Ma Yiao squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe I came here to ask a local master to help, or maybe I asked a guide - that place is not far from this temple, and someone here must know some of the situation there, so I will ask someone to help." Do you remember when we stayed in Dihua for two days? Maybe it's just communicating about it. ”

I listened, and I was still confused.

As we walked on, the way up the mountain was very rough, there was almost no road, and sometimes it was almost vertical and steep, so the temple that stretched across the summit was close at hand, but it took a lot of time to find it.

The more difficult the mountain road became, the more horrified I became, thinking that although the temple was completely different from many of the splendid temples in the mainland, it still had the Daxiong Treasure Hall and many of the Tallinns.

It's so difficult to even walk in this place, but what kind of person can build such a large Buddhist building on top of this cliff?

And looking at the style, it is clear that it is a Zen temple, not Tibetan Buddhism, which is more popular on the border.

Everything was full of mystery, but Captain Peng and the others didn't explain much, but ignored it and buried their heads forward.

After walking for more than two hours, I finally arrived at the peak, that is, not far below the temple, where I saw the steps of the mountain stone barrier, a total of ninety-nine steps, which were very smooth, making people feel that there were really some magic workmanship, because there were many steps, which were actually suspended in the air.

And when we reached the bottom of the steps, above the temple, a bell rang nine times in a row.

The Hong Zhong Da Lu reverberated back and forth among the mountains, until it was worn far away, and then reverberated again, making people listen, as if their souls were cleansed, and they were inexplicably moved.

At this time, Captain Peng stopped and gestured to Captain Huang, signaling him and his soldiers to stay here and not move forward.

Captain Huang obviously knew in advance, so after saluting Captain Peng, he stopped at the foot of the steps with the Tiger Gang fighters and did not take a step forward.

Soldiers do not enter the temple, this is the treatment given to the Xuefeng Temple, to show our respect.

Captain Peng took the lead in climbing the stairs, step by step, looking very calm, while the rest of us followed, and Ma and I fell behind.

I looked at the stairs and saw that it was not a stone material, but an accumulation of countless kinds of stones, and that it had not been built in a momentary manner, and that there were many differences in it.

Ma Yiao saw it and said to me with emotion: "This step like a ladder must be built by the predecessors of the Xuefeng Temple in successive dynasties, little by little, they seem to have spent their time on this all their lives, generation after generation, before they built such a ghostly Xuefeng Hanging Temple, which is amazing." ”

I said, have you heard the name of Snow Peak Temple?

Ma Yiao shook his head and said that Buddhism is different from Taoism, Taoism is born and entered the world, Buddhism is born and born, Buddhism has three sects on the cultivation of one line, Zen Tantra Tiantai Sect, no matter which lineage, there are few things involved in the rivers and lakes, most of them are closed-door, ordinary disciples and good men and women interact, purify all sentient beings, and those who really have Buddhism and Taoism are hidden in the temple, rarely interacting with outsiders. Because of this, the fame of the Buddhist masters in the rivers and lakes is not great.

I said that he is not famous, but his strength is not shallow, right?

Ma Yiao said that it was natural, Buddhism spread from Tianzhu to China, spread so widely, there are countless people who believe in it, and now it is the third largest religion in the world, if there is no strong manpower to escort it, even if it is ideological, and it meets the needs of the ruling class, it is impossible to survive to this day - the struggle between religions is far more cruel and fierce than our rivers and lakes.

As we chatted, we walked up the ninety-nine steps to a square the size of a basketball court, where we saw more than two dozen monks with shaved heads and scars waiting.

Among these monks, only the thin, old, long-eyebrow monk in the middle wore a robe, while the rest wore blue-gray robes.

Although their robes were neat and plain, they also had many patches, tattered, and they did not look better than those called Hanako, much poorer than the monks I had seen in real life, and there were hardly any fat men, all of them were skinny and skinny.

But I don't know why, these 20 or so monks, each of them have dark and shiny eyes, like children under the age of three, full of indescribable innocence and persistent belief in a better life.

On the surface, this is a group of poor monks, but their inner spiritual world is richer and more colorful than most people in this world.

and serenity.

Captain Peng walked up the steps and saw this group of monks, clasped his hands together, and saluted these people, and a group of monks also stepped forward and shouted: "Amitabha." ”

After announcing the Buddha's name, the old monk who was wearing a robe and knew at a glance that it was the abbot of this place stepped forward.

His eyebrows were a little long, and they fell to the corners of his mouth, and after saluting Captain Peng, he said: "Master Peng, I have received your request, I have discussed it with my senior brothers, and I can give you something, but my apprentice Mo Yan needs to go with me and be responsible for carrying that thing, is it okay?" ”

Captain Peng was stunned for a moment, and said which monk was it?

At this time, from behind the old monk, a little monk of twelve or thirteen years old came out, and the little monk should not be a Han person, but had the unique three-dimensional facial features of frontier people.

He was dressed in a relatively new gray robe, carrying a burden, his head was shaved blue, but there was no ring scar, his eyes were blinking, dark and shiny, full of curiosity about our group.

Captain Peng hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Yongxing, you should know that this trip is very dangerous, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be doomed. ”

When the little monk heard this, he said seriously: "I know, but I'm not afraid, this lamp-burning ancient Buddha's ...... It is the treasure of my Snow Peak Temple, and I will use all my strength to protect it! ”

He raised a bronze demon-slaying pestle in his hand, which was hollow, and when he raised it, there was a slight crashing sound inside.

Ding dong......

Just once, but it is like a fairy sound, inexplicably breathtaking.

The old monk said: "Origin and extinction, everything has its own law, Mo Yan has the wisdom root of Buddhism, has its own fixed number, and let him go with you." ”

Captain Peng came this time, obviously to ask for the things in the demon pestle in the hands of the little monk, and now the Xuefeng Temple refuses to hand it over directly, but sends a little monk to take care of it, he naturally can't raise objections, and arches his hand and says: "Then it will trouble the little mage Moyan." ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and said in a loud voice: "Amitabha! ”

The surrounding monks also said in unison: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Everyone announced the Buddha's name, this is to see us off, the little monk Moyan walked out of the crowd, saluted his master and a group of monks, and then walked into our crowd.

Captain Peng saluted again, and then was about to lead people down the mountain, but at this moment, the old monk suddenly said, "Wait, this benefactor, have we ever met?" ”

I stopped and found that the person the old monk was talking to was Ma Yiao.

Everyone also stopped, and Ma Yiao said calmly: "Three years ago, I was helping people find children in the Tianshui area, when I happened to meet a girl who was abducted and trafficked, and when I was about to take her away, I was besieged by a whole village......

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said I see, but the donor, you now, have changed a lot from then, and I almost can't recognize it.

Ma Yiao gave his hand, did he say yes?

The old monk said: "At that time, you were not as Buddha as you are now. ”

Ma Yiao touched his face and said I thought I had just become a little handsome, Buddha fate or something, I didn't dare to be it.

The old monk stared at Ma Yiao and said meaningfully: "Donor, if you encounter any unsolvable problems in the future, or if you are no longer interested in the things of this world, you can come to my Xuefeng Mountain, I am willing to extradite you to see my Buddha Rulai, and let the Buddha answer everything for you." ”

Ma Yiao bowed and saluted, saying that it was okay to leave the house, the five roots of the kid were not yet pure, and he was not disgusted with this world, and he still wanted to roll and roll in the red world, and wave for decades.

When the old monk heard this, he was no longer reluctant, and chanted a Buddha horn to bid us farewell.

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