On the second day, several people got up early and went to Pingzhong Mountain with the merchants and travelers.

"You know what? This Ping Zhongshan Mountain, there was a big man in the early years"

Just as Chen Zhiming was beside them, a businessman talked about Ping Zhongshan with the people on the side, and Chen Zhiming and the three of them listened silently on the side.

"What big shot?" Another businessman asked

"It is said that the city lord of the three cities and the second city lord of the flower city have a sword dance competition here"

"Everyone in the world knows that the three city lords love the two city lords of Huacheng, and the two of them are also a match made in heaven, but it's a pity that ......," the man said with a look of regret.

"What a pity?"

Someone on the side asked

"Not many people know about this matter, and I also learned about it by chance some time ago, and I told you, if someone asks about it in the future, don't say that I said it."

"Say it quickly"

The man saw that everyone was waiting for him to speak, and when his purpose of hanging his appetite was achieved, he also explained; "Ling Zaifeng, the city lord of Sword Rain City, regarded the sword as his life all his life, and his personality was arrogant, back then, there was a person who hit the city lord's mansion from the main gate of Sword Rain City, during which he injured a lot of people, hundreds of defenders, and also injured several disciples of the city lord, and the city lord at that time was in retreat, that person came to the city lord's retreat, but was beaten into a waste by the city lord, after leaving the customs, the city lord traveled everywhere, during which he met a woman with excellent swordsmanship and excellent appearance, the two fell in love at first sight, often compared swords together, during which the woman said that her brother was abolished, And the second city lord at that time wanted to see if there was any way to help her, he said that he knew a few doctors with excellent medical skills, so he offered to help her brother take a look, and after coming to Huacheng, he knew that the woman in front of him was the second city lord of Huacheng, when he saw her brother, he immediately recognized the crippled man in front of him was the person who was abolished by himself some time ago, and her brother also recognized him for the first time, when he learned that the person he liked was the murderer who turned his brother into a waste, Her heart has collapsed, and her brother was furious after seeing him, and died within a few days, before he died, he forced his sister to promise that he would never have any more dealings with the city lord of Sword Rain City, but although she promised not to see him, but still cared about each other, so she came to Pingzhong Mountain Bodhi Temple to pray for him, it seems to be caused by fate, she happened to meet Ling Zaifeng who was also here when she came here, the two did not talk, but just came to the sword dance in front of the mountain, a sword dance on the mountain, and made the final farewell by the leaves of the mountain"

"It's a pity" Gu Wen couldn't help sighing, although she was young, she also knew something about it.

Chen Zhiming was speechless.

After a while, they had already come to the foot of Pingzhong Mountain, and when they looked up, the mountains were full of apricots.

"Wow, it's so beautiful" Gu Wen and the little girl were so shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of them that they couldn't speak, because it was so beautiful, even Chen Zhiming couldn't help but praise it.

At the foot of Pingzhong Mountain, there is a Tan Lake, the surface of the lake is full of apricot leaves, and there are one or two white cranes standing at the water's edge, those merchants and travelers will throw a copper coin into the lake when they pass by, looking at their actions, Gu Wen asked puzzledly, "What are they doing here?" ”

A merchant on the side saw them and asked, "Little girl, this is the first time you have come here, right?" ”

"Well, yes," Gu Wen replied honestly.

The merchant said suddenly, "No wonder, throwing copper coins into the lake is the meaning of praying for blessings, this mountain of apricot trees is like a mountain full of gold, it is for wealth, and here is the portal, this copper money is like a key, on behalf of opening the door of wealth, together, it is the merchant's mouth of the annual wealth, meaning that business is prosperous, and in the eyes of those travelers, it is another way"

Gu Wen asked curiously, "Is there any difference then?" ”

The merchant then explained; "The most important thing for travelers is safety, so they throw copper coins into it in the hope that their journey will go smoothly."

"I see, thank you, uncle, for telling us this," Gu Wen thanked the merchant and then came to the lake, she learned from those people to throw out a copper coin, folded her hands, and muttered in a low voice; "Please, please, I hope my mother can forgive my father, I hope she can be happy, I hope my father can be safe, and I hope that our family of three can have a day together"

Chen Zhiming also came to the lake with the little girl, he looked at Gu Wen who was praying devoutly, and somehow spoke; "Yes, it will"

After a while, Gu Wen got up and looked at the two people standing behind her, she smiled; "Let's go"

A few people went up the mountain along the mountain road, although the scenery is good, but there are really many people, and there are all kinds of people.

After walking for a while, several people finally came to the front of Zhongshan Temple, only to see a bald monk standing in front of the temple gate, he held a broom in his hand, sweeping the fallen leaves back and forth at the temple gate, those businessmen, travelers or dignitaries, whether they entered the temple gate, or went out of the temple gate, when they saw him, they would put their hands together to show respect.

When the three of them came to the temple gate, they also learned from the others to fold their hands, but the monk suddenly said, "Amitabha, the three little donors are here for the first time."

Gu Wen replied; "Hey, the master has good eyesight, we are indeed here for the first time"

The monk said again, "The three little donors can take a good look here, see more, the scenery here is very beautiful, although it is like this every year, but it can give people the feeling that it is not beautiful every year, everyone has different thoughts, I see that the three little donors are now pure in heart, such a beautiful scenery, it is best to stay at this time"

Chen Zhiming stepped forward and asked; "Master, this beautiful scenery is rare in the world, but the easiest to get and the least easy to cherish, so Zhongshan Temple is only opened once a year, presumably the abbot also took this into account, since we are here, we must have a good look, but the master said that the beauty is not beautiful every year, the kid guessed that the master means that the beautiful scenery is beautiful, but everyone's heart is different, if you have resentment, or evil thoughts, then look at things differently, the master let us see more, because we are still young, there are no distracting thoughts in our hearts, So the beautiful scenery at this time is just right, the kid boldly guesses, if there is any offense, please forgive the master"

The monk looked at Chen Zhiming, nodded and said; "The little donor is smart, but this is only one of them, there is a layer of truth in this statement, and in the future, if the little donor returns here, at that time, the meaning of this, the little donor will understand" After speaking, the monk let aside.

Come to the temple, what catches your eye is a huge Bodhi tree, it looks like it has a hundred years of history, the trunk is tied with red ropes, those men and women who are loyal to love come here will tie a red rope on the trunk, write the name of the person they like, bypass the Bodhi tree, you will see a huge incense burner, which is full of incense, those merchants and travelers will go to the main hall to ask for three pillars of incense, and then there is the main hall, come to the main hall, come to the main hall, a huge Buddha statue appears in front of you, there are several people kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, some of them ask for a lot, Some prayed, Chen Zhiming sat in a place where no one was and began to paint, while Gu Wen dragged the little girl around and wandered around.

Chen Zhiming lifted the pen, the wooden fish in the temple sounded softly, the pen and ink fell, the world entered the painting, the person with a heart found him, felt interesting and stepped forward to take a look, this look, can no longer take his eyes off.

In his paintings, two girls as beautiful as flowers and as pure as water appear, there is a pious worship in front of the Buddha, a worship of ambition for the powerful, a worship of desire for the powerful, a prayer for atonement for the sinful, and a prayer for well-being for the innocent.

In his paintings, there are mountains full of apricot yellow, small lakes and clear water, and monks from the temple gate.

Visitors stopped to look at him, his paintings are visitors, they each have their own stories, each has their own spring and autumn, they come here with stories, worship their own Buddha, and settle their hearts.

Someone paid a high price for his paintings, but he didn't sell them, because he didn't have much paper with him on this trip, and he didn't know if he could finish the scene, so he was reluctant to sell them.

The young man wrote, the smoke and rain in the world, some people talked about some of the beautiful scenery they had seen beside Chen Zhiming, some things they had experienced, some people began, and more and more people talked about it one after another, and more and more people gathered around, just to listen to these stories from all over the world, the smoke and rain everywhere, that person could not have imagined that he just wanted to provide inspiration for Chen Zhiming in this way, after all, Chen Zhiming's painting skills were placed there, who would have thought that it would trigger this story sharing of travelers from all over the world, But it also made Chen Zhiming know more about this world, such as the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival in Flower City, the Thousand Lights Festival, the smoke and rain crossing the river in Gusu, the Qinglian River in Yunzhen, and the thousand-year-old alley.

In the evening, the tourists dispersed, Chen Zhizhi ordered them to stay in the temple because they were still young, he came to the front of the main hall, and saw the monk standing in front of the temple during the day.

The monk is very old, he looks almost a hundred years old, the old monk is still cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground, Chen Zhiming asked him, how long has he been a monk, the monk said, he has been doing it for decades, Chen Zhiming asked him why he became a monk, and the old monk replied that he was too guilty.

The old monk has been in the temple for decades, Chen Zhiming told him his own opinion, and felt that the old monk was painting the ground as a prison, and he couldn't get out of the shackles he had attached to himself, so it was better to go to the world to see, walk a mile, and do a mile of goodness.

The old monk was thoughtful

On the second day, Chen Zhiming did not see the old monk, but he saw the abbot of the temple, he came to Chen Zhiming to thank him, he said thank Chen Zhiming for waking up his junior brother and letting him out of the cage that had trapped him for many years.

Now the junior brother finally stepped out of this place where he had stayed for decades and did not dare to take a step, walked out of the temple, and walked out of this mountain.

Chen Zhiming asked the abbot where the old monk had gone.

The abbot said, "The road is at your feet, and you don't ask where you are going, but you want to walk a mile and do a good thing."

The abbot looked at Chen Zhiming's hand and guessed that Chen Zhiming was a pair of hands playing the piano, so he gave him a piano sheet before Chen Zhiming left, saying that it was given by an old friend many years ago, and now he gave Chen Zhiming a gift, which can be regarded as not disappointing his old friend, Chen Zhiming did not refuse, but donated some incense money while the abbot was not paying attention, and left a painting, in the painting, there are temples, mountains, water, trees, and an old monk sweeping the floor.