Chu Yang had never tried to come to a Buddhist temple before, and there would be an abbot to receive him.

However, the Buddhist temple in my heart is also a temple, there is no difference, there is no sacred place, I am an organization, I can only have one faith in my heart, so I will not have any awe for this.

It is said that Buddhism is boundless, and if you don't cross the fate, you may really have no fate with the Buddha.

However, seeing that Uncle Huang was polite to Abbot Guzhen, it was also an accident, and it seemed that he was a person who believed in Buddhism.

I have heard people say in the past that the bigger this official is, the more superstitious he becomes.

I don't believe it yet.

Today, it seems that it is true, the dignitaries and nobles in their hometown value the word feng shui the most, and the newly opened Xifeng City in Butai City is selling hot, that is, the location is good and the feng shui is good, thinking that it was a mass grave in the past, and the tomb was a treasure of feng shui in the past.

The abbot of Gu Zhen took everyone to a private room, although it was very simple, just a bed, a table, and a few chairs, but they were all antique mahogany, which was worth a lot of money at a glance, and what was more unexpected was that it was also installed with empty withering.

This is somewhat abrupt.

This monk also needs air conditioning.

It seems that he is biased.

This stool is very hard, uncomfortable to sit on, and there is no backrest, Chu Yang took Erlang's legs, and felt that something was wrong, so he quickly put it down, Huang Ling saw everywhere, and felt that there was nothing special, and he was very impatient to go out to play.

But I was very pressed by my mother and sat aside, so I could only pout.

There are some side dishes on the table, mainly vegetarian.

The abbot made tea himself, poured a cup for Uncle Huang first, and then apologized: "Please eat tea, the tea is not good, bear with me." ”

Eating tea, talking is quite exquisite.

Uncle Huang took a drink and admired with a doting face: "Where, this is the best green glazed tea with dew drop water in the morning, it is very comfortable to drink, abbot, you are really polite." ”

Abbot Gu Zhen smiled slightly: "It's rare to be able to enter the mouth of Comrade Huang City." He quickly got up and poured a cup for Chu Yang and the others.

Chu Yang didn't have a good impression of tea, he only liked carbonated drinks, but when he heard him say it so mysteriously, he had to take a sip and found that it was too bitter to work, and he didn't know how Uncle Huang could stand it, but he still swallowed it with difficulty

Huang Ling took a sip and spit directly on the ground: "It's so unpleasant, it's bitter." ”

Aunt Huang grabbed her and scolded: "I don't know anything, I don't like to drink and I can't vomit." ”

Master Gu Zhen just laughed dryly: "It's okay, child, this tea is a state of mind, and only calm can drink the mystery of it." ”

Chu Yang thought to himself, is there such a god, fool me.

Uncle Huang felt that he agreed, took another sip, and looked at the surrounding environment: "The last time I came, it seemed to be this room, but there was no air conditioning last time." ”

Abbot Gu Zhen smiled: "Yes, Comrade Huang Shi hasn't been here for more than a year, the last time you said it was hot, I immediately asked people to add an empty wither." ”

Uncle Huang also apologized slightly: "Hehe, no way, I am entangled in official business, the last time I came to the abbot to give me some guidance, let me get what I want to go further, I have always wanted to thank you, but I have not had time." ”

The abbot of Guzhen clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! I can't talk about the pointing, I just gave you a little psychological guidance, and what you can realize in the end depends on your own creation and understanding, but Comrade Huang Shi, you have a relationship with my Buddha, so you can naturally be blessed by the Buddha. ”

Chu Yang sat on the side, and finally heard a little taste, a year ago, at that time, Uncle Huang was still a deputy, it is estimated that he came here to ask for the blessing of the Buddha, and finally got his wish to be the leader, so he is also grateful here.

Aunt Huang also answered: "We still want to go to worship today, can you arrange it." ”

It seems that this Aunt Huang is more superstitious than Uncle Huang, this expression is much more pious, and she is cautious in her speech, but people of their age seem to be very superstitious, and Chu Yang's parents are the same, if something happens, such as being sick, instead of buying medicine first, she went to ask the village goddess.

It's also wonderful.

"Naturally, take a break, and I'll ask someone to arrange incense candle ingots for you." The abbot got up and walked away, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Huang Ling saw that the abbot was not there, and finally became impatient, and began to shake his body to resist: "Parents, I want to go out to play, I am suffocated here." ”

Uncle Huang turned around and said impatiently: "If you want to go, just go, just don't run around." When she arrived at this temple, she was not afraid that something would happen to her daughter.

"I want Brother Chuyang to accompany me." Huang Ling grabbed Chu Yang's arm again.

"Brother Chu Yang is not crazy with you." Aunt Huang sank her face again.

"Uncle and aunt, I'll play with Huang Ling, I don't know much about worshipping Buddha or something." Chu Yang actually didn't want to stay here, he was suffocated, and this abbot also had the face of a businessman everywhere, and he didn't look like a monk at all.

Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang have any way, they can only go to any Chu Yang and Huang Ling.

Huang Ling was like a woman like the wind, shuttling through the major Buddhist halls, and Chu Yang followed her, which was also very laborious.

She will also be a small ghost, not afraid of anything, and even dare to offer the fruit to the Buddha, but she doesn't eat it, just pick it up and smell it and put it back, and then come to a certain big Ding bell, very excited, ran over and hammered it a few times with her hand.

It's a pity that the strength is too small to make any sound, and he still squats down and holds his hand in pain.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yang asked her.

"What's wrong with you, my hand hurts to death."

"Are you stupid to ring the bell with your hands." Chu Yang smiled.

"What's the solution, it won't give me a hammer."

"Haha, I'm convinced."

"You're still laughing at me, you're too much." Huang Ling ran away again in anger,

Finally, she stopped under a wishing tree, which was already covered with red ribbons, and many tourists went there to give money and get the ribbons, and then wrote their wishes and hung them on the tree, and they could also get blessings.

Chu Yang walked up to her and looked at her with a serious look and sincere eyes, as if he was expecting something.

"Do you want to make a wish?" Chu Yang asked.

"Well, I'm going to make a wish." Huang Ling hurriedly went over there to ask the little monk for the red ribbon, but the little monk said, "Please join the fate" and pointed to the merit box.

Huang Ling didn't understand what he meant, and looked at Chu Yang with a confused expression.

"People ask you for money." Chu Yang replied.

"How much to give, I only have five cents." Huang Ling replied.

"It's okay to have as much as you want, this is not written: more fate and less fate are fate, and fate is fate when it arises and dies."

"Then I'll give you a dime, sincerity is spiritual." Huang Ling took out five cents, but in the end he was reluctant, only threw one cent in, and turned around and smiled at Chu Yang.

The little monk immediately blackened his face, but he probably had never seen such a shameless person, and he coaxed the little girl to say: "How much does this show your sincerity, sincerity is insufficient, and it is difficult to realize your wishes." ”

Hehe, that's too much.

"It's okay, my wish is not in a hurry to come true." However, Huang Ling didn't care about him at all, and directly took the red cloth and ran away happily.

Chu Yang originally wanted to see what she wanted, but she kept telling Chu Yang to go away and didn't show Chu Yang at all.

Chu Yang had no choice but to wait for her outside.

After she hung up, Chu Yang wanted to go back and have a look, but she blushed and pulled Chu Yang away.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it."

But Chu Yang remembered that position, that red cloth.

This time, Huang Ling ran without direction, and ran directly to the innermost.

Huang Ling saw the small attic halfway up the mountain, and climbed up to take a look at it on a whim.

Chu Yang saw that there was no one here, and he didn't know if it was a Buddhist land, but he couldn't stop her, so he followed her up.

In fact, there is no above, it is just a small attic in ruins, and there are no people.

Huang Ling was a little bored and wanted to go downstairs.

Suddenly tripped over the threshold, but Chu Yang's eyes were quick and hugged her.

Soft fragrance in the arms.

Huang Ling looked up and saw Chu Yang's concerned eyes, as well as that handsome and resolute face.

Looking at each other so closely, both of them were stunned.

Huang Ling's big eyes, small nose, and sexy lips were all in front of Chu Yang's eyes.

Huang Ling's eyes also flickered a little, her delicate face was red and red, directly to the root of her neck, her body was like a snake, it had become extremely soft, and she exhaled Ruolan!

Huang Ling was wearing a breathable mountaineering suit today, almost all of which were close to her body, so Chu Yang hugged her, and he could clearly feel her figure, and she had indeed grown up.

Huang Ling remembered the red cloth that he had made a wish just now, and quickly looked at it, and no one happened to come up to this piece. So desperately, he stuck it directly on Chu Yang's lips.

Chu Yang was a little surprised and wanted to hide.

But Huang Ling's full lips are softer and smoother than ordinary girls.

And this place seems to be extraordinarily exciting.

So the two kissed fiercely.

Not long enough, there was a sound of footsteps, waking up the two who were doing something bad.

The two bounced away, and Huang Ling was the first to run down.

The strong sense of shame made her afraid to meet people.

It was almost time to go down the mountain, and the abbot of Guzhen came to send: "Thank you for your generosity and contribution to our temple." "It's a bow.

"The abbot is serious, I'm just here to repay the favor." Only then did Chu Yang know that just now Uncle Huang promised to donate a set of bricks and tiles to repair the temple, and he didn't know how much it was.

Walked down a few more steps, about five o'clock, the bell and drum that Huang Ling struck just now made five DuangDuangDuang five sounds at this time, which attracted Huang Ling's attention, she didn't ring just now, she was indignant.

The abbot of Guzhen said: "The morning bell and the dusk drum are the traditions of my temple, but this drum is too old, the skin is softer, and the sound is not crisp. ”

Uncle Huang asked, "How much does it cost to rebuild a set of bells and drums?" ”

Abbot Gu Zhen pretended not to expect Uncle Huang to ask this question, panicked, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Well, it's about 20,000 yuan, but there is no need for Huang Shizhu to break the bank." ”

Uncle Huang said to Abbot Gu Zhen: "I don't care enough about religious work, so I can only put some thought into it. ”

"Then thank you, in fact, I hope that the government can pay more attention to the development of tourism on our side, and carry forward our Buddhist culture in Brashan, if a city does not pay attention to cultural construction, there will be no future for development in the long run."

Uncle Huang nodded and said to Abbot Guzhen: "I agree with this, I will study it after I go back, vigorously develop local culture, and revitalize tourism is my mission, you yourself will go to the Religious Affairs Bureau to report, through the Religious Affairs Bureau, to the municipal government." ”

"Okay." Abbot Gu Zhen said obediently.

I don't know why, Chu Yang smelled a strong copper smell.

Where is there a pure place for enlightenment in Buddhism.

He is a monk and a businessman.

(End of chapter)