Zhao Yuanling shook her head, she saw the villagers on the beach pouring out of the house like ants, as if they had been ordered by a mysterious order, all of them rushed into the sea in boats.

The small fishing boat is like a floating leaf in the sea, and the waves are gently swaying, and the hull of the boat is about to turn over.

Zhao Yuanling was so frightened that his heart seemed to jump to his throat.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the fishermen who live nearby know the water." An early riser monk held a broom and said with a calm face.

Zhao Yuanling raised his eyes and looked at it, as if such a thing had long been unusual. She shook her head, disagreeing with what he said, "No matter how much you know the nature of water, you can't overcome this rough wave." ”

In the face of natural disasters, the human race is like an inconspicuous little ant.

Take the whole sea area, for example, they have no weight at all, and it seems that as long as the wind blows so gently, they can drown in the sea and cannot turn over.

Although she had never seen waves before, she knew about floods, and floods were like this. No matter how heavy things are, they are not worth mentioning in front of these behemoths.

"Amitabha, wealth and danger are sought, and if you have gains, you will lose, and the donor doesn't have to worry too much."

Zhao Yuanling's hands were clenched, the pupils in his eyes were about to condense into a line, and the white lightning above the sky seemed to be about to drown in the sea.

They are reflected in the sea like white flowers blooming in the water.

Again, the lightning receded. The sky had changed from deep darkness to a rich deep blue.

It's almost dawn.

There is only a shallow outline of the fishing boats and the sea in the distance, making it difficult to see what is still happening above.

With the sound of a rooster crowing, the monks in the temple began to move.

Some began to clean with brooms, and some began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

The wind was blowing very hard at night, and you could see that the front of the court was already full of fallen leaves, and even the dust on the ground was blown away.

Zhao Yuanling didn't sleep well this night, and now that he woke up so early, he was already a little drowsy, but he thought that he still had something to do, so he got up and washed.

I planned to go down the mountain immediately, but I didn't expect that the sky would not be beautiful. They didn't wait for the sun to come out, and a heavy rain was coming.

I have to say that this rain came at a really bad time, as soon as they stepped out of the temple with their front feet, the raindrops in the sky seemed to be suddenly splashed down and smashed down

"A few donors should go to the temple to hide from the rain, and it's not too late to go out when the rain stops." A little monk bowed to them and said kindly.

Zhao Yuanling raised his eyes and looked at the sky. It feels like this rain is going to be going to rain for a long time.

Sure enough, it rained until the evening.

It wasn't until it was getting dark again that the raindrops became smaller.

The rain slapped on the eaves, as if a pearl had fallen to the ground, and the rain from the eaves was neatly connected into a line, like a transparent rain curtain.

A monk specially brought them fasting, and Zhao Yuanling sat in the room and looked up at the gray sky, as if he was crying.

The mood on a rainy day will inevitably be a little melancholy. When he noticed it, he inadvertently opened his mouth, "Is it like this at night here?"

The older monk brought a table, and a young monk followed him to put a small stack of pickles on the table, "What did the donor say about last night?" ”

Zhao Yuanling came back to his senses and chuckled: "The first time I came to the sea area, I realized that there was such a big difference between here and outside, and even the sky was different. ”

The little monk shook his head, and his immature little face was full of seriousness, "This wasn't the case here before. ”

"What's that like?"

He wanted to say more, but the monk on the side took the lead and said, "How long has the little junior brother just arrived, don't talk nonsense." ”

The little junior brother seemed to be very unconvinced, "I didn't talk nonsense, this place was beautiful before, the big sun, the calm water, and the ......" Before he finished speaking, his head was slapped on the face. Reprimanded: "Don't hurry up and recite the scriptures, do you want to be punished by the presiding officer for copying the scriptures?" ”

"Just go." The little monk dodged for a moment and pursed his lips disapprerovingly.

glanced at the senior brother with a warning look in his eyes, and forcibly held back his words.

"I think this little monk is very cute, why don't you stay and recite Buddhist scriptures for us, it can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone."

After that, Zhao Yuanling handed a few pieces of broken silver to the monk, "These are incense money." The monk gave her a salute, took the incense money, and finally told the little monk to leave.

It is common for monks in the temple to chant and pray for guests, not only to get some incense money to donate to the temple, but also to accumulate some merit for themselves, and they generally will not refuse.

The little monk was a little proud on his face, and he was very happy that he was hand-picked to recite Buddhist scriptures to guests at a young age. But he was worried that his Taoism was not high, and he was afraid that he would lose face to the temple by reading it wrong.

He pondered for a moment and said, "A few lost masters, otherwise let my senior brother read it." He scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "I'm not very familiar with ...... yet."

"It's all right for you." The armadillo stretched out his hand and grabbed him The little monk hurriedly closed his eyes and muttered Amitabha.

"We don't mean much about Buddhist scriptures, we mainly want to hear what you want to say."

The little monk wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to speak, but remembering the previous senior brother's warning, he shook his head and said, "The Buddha said that you can't say it." ”

"Why can't you say it? What did the Buddha tell you personally? ”

The little monk has a simple head and has no city government, "This is naturally not, but the host said that you can't tell the guests about this casually." ”

Zhao Yuanling and armadillo glanced at each other, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Zhao Yuanling stood up, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, we don't force it But when we first came here, we wanted to come and admire Haicheng, but we didn't expect the weather to be so bad, and the sea water looked dirty, so let's go back." ”

The armadillo also chimed in: "Let's go back when the rain stops, it seems that this is nothing more than that." ”

"No, that's it!" The little monk's face turned red, and his chest rose and fell violently due to excitement, "You guys...... How can you say that! It's a beautiful place, but a lot of people have come before, and the sky isn't like this, it's just ......," he lowered his head, his expression was stunned, and his volume gradually decreased, "It's just sick." ”

He completely forgot his brother's warning, and said to himself: "In the past, here, facing the sea, the surrounding flowers and trees were the most dense, and it was also called the flower capital, and the sun rose every day and shone on the water surface with golden light.

It's either rain or lightning right now, but there's still a normal time, so you wait. ”

Zhao Yuanling seemed to believe what he said, and nodded in agreement, "You know a lot, so do you know when this place suddenly became like this?" ”

The little monk thought for a while, "It was about half a year ago." ”

Perhaps because of the compliment, he looked a little proud, "There was a sudden strong wind here that blew away all the branches, and many fishing boats were also blown over in the sea, and they all said it was ...... Shark revenge. ”