There is no night in the Leiyin Temple in the west, and the Buddha's light is soft and softly enveloping the entire spiritual mountain, which will never be extinguished. Standing at the door of the main hall and looking up, the golden glazed tile of the top of the hall is full of brilliance, the hall body made of blue bricks is simple and unpretentious, and the two can be integrated and presented, without abruptness, I have to say, the Buddha's light cage is really just right.

Su Yi said: "I often hear the master say that Lingshan Leiyin Temple is the best place to practice, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name." ”

Guanmeng smiled dignifiedly, "Senior sister praised it falsely, Lishan is also a place where mountains and rivers are beautiful, in fact, as long as there is faith, where is not a place for cultivation?" After finishing speaking, he caught a glimpse of me doing nothing on the side, "Can you have any feelings?" ”

I said, "The disciple Buddha nature is shallow, his qualifications are dull, he has no understanding, he is ashamed, he has been taught under the throne of the master for more than 500 years, and he has not been able to do it just because he has faith, which is really shameful. After the disciples return home, they must sculpt the golden body of my Buddha without sleep and food, in the hope that one day they can have an epiphany. ”

Dream Guan rubbed the corners of his forehead: "You go in quickly." ”

After she took me to the Nine Heavens, I cried and cried to find my mother, and I played day and night, until she made a fuss about "kneading her fingers", and when I saw me, I habitually rubbed my forehead with my fingers.

When Guanmeng took over this matter, she thought that I would be a hot potato, but she didn't expect it to be so hot, and just when she was in a hurry, the person who dried the potato came.

At that time, he was dressed in a cyan robe, his eyes seemed to be compassionate, but the depths were silent like a pool of autumn water, walking slowly in the clouds, like a handsome monk in the world, from head to toe is not as good as coming.

"Young man, don't you want to stay here?" He looked at me gently.

"Who wants to stay in this hellish place!" I secretly slandered, and was about to speak, but as if I saw my mother's anxious appearance that I couldn't find me, my throat choked suddenly, and then I thought about it without me stealing, and my mother didn't know what to eat. The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry," he smiled dumbly, "Well, I'll make a pact with you, you can first learn the magic here with the Dream Meditation Master, and then let you go down when you finish learning, okay?" ”

What is this covenant...... Great, I just need to learn some superficial spells, and I can learn them in just a few months, so I can still have the ability to support my mother, why not! If he had come to make a covenant with me earlier, I would not have been in discord with the dream to the point of "rubbing my fingers," and I happily agreed immediately.

At that time, I didn't know that one day in heaven, one year on earth, and one year in heaven, the earth had already been vicissitudes. In the years that followed, I deliberately forgot what I had promised, as if I could clear myself as one of the murderers of my mother's parents, but obviously, the effect was not very good, and after a long time, the memory was blurred, and I filled in more things by myself, and the root of the pain was about this, what I forgot was always what I wanted to remember, and what I remembered was what I always wanted to forget.

In the main hall, if you are meditating with your eyes closed, the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have all dispersed, and the hall is even more empty.

I stood still ten steps away, and looked at him, and the person who had just finished preaching the scriptures was still a solemn Dharma appearance wearing a crown of five treasures and a golden robe.

After a while, I saluted and said, "My disciple has seen the Buddha." ”

Rulai slowly opened his eyes and looked at me, "Five hundred years of practicing with dreams is a lot of etiquette. ”

"This is all the work of the Buddha, the disciples dare not live without permission, if it were not for the Buddha's efforts to promote this matter, how can the disciples be blessed to abandon their families and mothers to practice with the Dream Meditation Master in the Nine Heavens." I bowed my head.

Rulai smiled: "It seems that it is not just the number of etiquette that is comprehensive. ”

I said, "The disciple has been practicing for more than 500 years, if he doesn't make the slightest progress, won't he let the dream viewer be embarrassed and the Buddha will be disappointed, and the disciple will not dare." ”

Rulai chuckled, "Is there anything in this world that you don't dare?" It is also novel. ”

I looked up at him, "The disciples not only have things that they dare not do, but also things that they don't understand, I don't know what the Buddha's intention is in making the disciples go to the lower realm?" ”

"Looking for the fifth son."

"The disciple is not good at learning, his ability is low, and people can't find it, let alone a demon with strong spells, I'm afraid it's difficult to be up to the task." I turned to leave.

"Meisheng, five hundred years ago brought you up, because you have to come up, now let you go down, there is also a reason why you have to go down, I know that you have always remembered your mother, your fate with her is not over, and it should be time to meet."

"You mean my mother is still alive?" I turned abruptly and asked him, and although I felt incredible, I faintly prayed for it to come true, and my tone trembled uncontrollably.

"Heaven cannot be leaked, what you imagine will not be the truth, and seeing is not necessarily believing, I just hope you can use your heart to distinguish in the future." Rulai's eyes are gentle, but for some reason, he also struggles in the depths of his eyes like a dream, probably because I was wrong.

I walked out of the main hall with a heavy heart, only Su Yi was alone outside the hall, and she was looking at the foot of the misty Lingshan Mountain, the clouds and mist were flowing through, covering her figure from time to time, looming, I suddenly wanted to see her expression at the moment.

I paced up to her and whispered, "What are you looking at?" ”

She subconsciously turned her head to look at me, and then said, "Come out?" ”

I asked, "What about the Master?" Why can't you see her? ”

"Senior sister went back to Mengyao Mountain first," Su Yi paused, "Senior sister told me about the past between you and your mother, if you want to find your mother in the lower realm this time, I'm afraid it will be ......."

The clouds in the distance gathered and dispersed, randomly piecing together unknown patterns, I looked at the pattern, "Since the day I left my mother, I have dreamed of her almost every night, and she is laughing in her dreams, but I don't know when, I cry more and more in my dreams, and sleeping has become a tiring errand, I want to go to her, no matter how slim the chance, I have to go, I don't want to cry from beginning to end in my dreams with her in the future." ”