Jinghui was having guests at this time, and the two of them were drinking tea in the guest hall, and they went out to greet each other when they heard the news. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Waiting for the middle-aged nun to retreat first, Jinghui dialect said that this guest was the third junior brother of the Yanshan faction in the past that he had talked about earlier.

At first glance, he only felt that his face was full of frost and deep wrinkles, but at second glance, he felt quite kind and kind, and his hair was still black, and he did not look very old. Shen Fengming knew that people who cultivated the internal strength of "Yin and Yang Translocation" often came from the heart, so he didn't think it was strange. Even Master Jinghui doesn't look as sluggish today as she did when she first met Dongting Junshan - it shows that her state of mind is very different now.

He Xuan met Shen Fengming and others, and exchanged longing for a long time, and He Xuan talked about the hardships of visiting the truth of the past of the Yan Shan faction for many years, and he was not without emotion. "In fact, the old man has been away from Yan Shan for decades, but he is unwilling to visit the old things, and in the end, even if he learns what Senior Brother Xie did, it is actually difficult to find him. But it was also a coincidence -- or maybe there were days in the dark -- the Phantom Realm held three meetings this year, and for the first time made the matter public in the rivers and lakes, which gave us a chance to end the old matter. ”

Jinghui also whispered a Buddha name. She and Senior Sister He met again after a long absence, and she had already told her what she had encountered after parting, but she and Shen Fengming and Okra had not had the opportunity to detail the affairs and contacts of their respective sects, especially He Xuan and Shen Fengming were meeting for the first time, so they had more and more to say. Jun Li only heard a few people say that it was very exciting, and it was far from finishing, so he said: "You sit and talk about Yunmeng, and I can't intervene as an outsider, so I want to retire for the time being and go to the nunnery for a turn, and I beg the master to agree." ”

Jinghui suddenly apologized: "It's all because we only talked about Yunmeng's old affairs, and snubbed the Dao Chief-The Dao Chief is a close friend of Sect Leader Shen and Sect Master Qiu, so you don't need to see outside-Poor Ni accused him of being inconsiderate, and I hope that Dao Leader will not mind." ”

Jun Li shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant. Originally, the Taoist priest came uninvited, and he insisted on mixing it - if he wanted to confess the crime, it should be me. I saw that the inside of this thick earth nunnery is vast, and the scenery before and after is unique, and there are some places that I have not seen in detail, so I really want to take this opportunity to visit. ”

"Yun Meng doesn't have nothing to do with you - isn't this talking about Heizhu's manpower, but you're going to 'tour'?" Shen Fengming glanced at him, "Besides, didn't you say that you had something to tell Master Jinghui?"

"Yunmeng is headed by you, but if you mention black bamboo, you will say it. When everything is finished, I will mention the old man to Mrs. Shi again, and it will not affect this matter. ”

Shen Fengming sneered: "The shelf is quite big. Jinghui saw that he was really not unhappy, so he said: "The barren nunnery is rough, and it is rare for the Taoist chief to be willing to give Qingmu a reward, so please take it personally." ”

Jun Li said that he was not accompanied, and walked out of the front door of the guest hall, overlooking the mountain in the distance, in a mess, but also quite a lot of vitality and interest. When I came back and walked around the Guanyin Palace, I saw that the middle-aged female nun was coming from behind the hall with a junior female disciple. Seeing Jun Li, the middle-aged nun stood still, bowed down and said, "The Taoist is polite." ”

Jun Li was curious for a moment, and said: "Master, there are really few disciples in this thick earth nunnery, and I only see two of them coming and going in this hall. ”

The middle-aged nun responded: "The courtyard of Houtuan is now dilapidated, the courtyard is deserted, and the Taoist chief is late. ”

"Would you like to hear about it?"

The middle-aged nun gave a few instructions to the junior disciple, sent her away, and made a gesture to Jun Li to extend the invitation, saying, "The Taoist chief can follow the poor nun to visit the nunnery, and let the poor nun come slowly." ”

Jun Li was trying to go to the place of Hou'an, but he was afraid of inconvenience, but now he was in the middle of it, and he thanked him immediately. After talking to the nun, I learned that her Dharma name is enlightenment. Asked why this thick earth nunnery is located alone in an inaccessible place, Mingjue said that although the location of this nunnery temple is quite inconspicuous, but when it was first built more than 100 years ago, the ridge also had a large number of cutting down trees, opening up the scene, the loess high wall, very magnificent. Naturally, she didn't see these things in person, but she often heard the elders in the nunnery talk about it when she was a child: "This place is not too far from the Fucheng, and the round trip is only more than half a day. But time has changed, and for some reason - perhaps because there were two bloody cases in front of Qingbo Gate - pilgrims who were originally accustomed to coming out of the city from Qingbo Gate turned to Qiantang Gate and Wulin Gate to go out of the city and go to the northwest temple to make incense. Over the past few decades, the temple on that side of the mountain has gradually become prosperous, and this mud man ridge and thick earth nunnery have become lonely. Although it was reported to the government, the Hangzhou government also mobilized some people to investigate and remedy, but since Hangzhou became the capital of the country overnight - the change of heaven, no one cares about an old nunnery and the Buddhist things under construction. ”

Jun Li nodded. He guessed that the practice of the nunnery was often more restrained than that of the monk's temple, and at this time it was silent and struggled, allowing the old to go, but the new did not come, only the roads were gradually deserted and the people were becoming scarce - the new bamboo planted when the nunnery was built had grown, and the new branches that grew after cutting down became more and more luxuriant, and the old earthen wall was actually covered in this way, and it was hidden in the deep mountains of the Niren Mountains.

The bhikshunis who can endure the emptiness and stay here are happy to see purity. However, the green lantern ancient Buddha, born self-cultivation can not stop the years and months - the nuns who have witnessed the prosperity of the Houtu Nunnery have passed away, but the descendants are few, and the second so far, pure wisdom and Mingjue are already the oldest in this nunnery. According to Mingjue, Jinghui happened to pass here, and liked to be quiet in this noisy place, so he stayed and left home, but Mingjue has been here since he was a child, and it has been more than 30 years. Even the two of them had never seen what the original front hall of the Heavenly King was like, and the only use of the apse, the empty hall that had always had no outer shell, for many years, was actually used as a transit and temporary place for the mortuaries of the few villagers around them, and a place for rituals.

The Houtu Nunnery was built on the mountain, and the terrain gradually rose as he walked, but Jun Li walked in with Mingjue for a long time, and still saw the junior Xiao Ni carrying some sundries back and forth. Mingjue has said that there are actually only four female monks left in the nunnery today, in addition to Master Jinghui and her, and the junior Ruzhen of Fang Cai, there is also a senior sister of the Ming character who is sorting out the scriptures and scrolls, so he neglected the hospitality. According to the generation, the nunnery is respected by Jinghui, but Jinghui has to travel outside for a period of time every year, most of the affairs in the nunnery are actually handed over to Mingjue to deal with, in the end, there are few people and weak strength, and the huge temple is gradually unsustainable, this time Jinghui came back, and I don't know why I mentioned that I may not be able to stay in the Houtu Nunnery anymore, for the convenience of the nuns' practice, I talked with the Faqing Yuan in the north that is also the Pure Land Sect to keep the pending order, and a few people will switch to the past in a few days.

Of course, Jun Li guessed that Master Jinghui was going to leave Houtu Nunnery, most of which was related to her promise that Shen Fengming would return to Yunmeng and tie Yan Shan when she was in Dongting. It's just that when Mingjue talked about this, his face couldn't help but be a little gloomy, showing that he was still quite dependent on this uncle. He didn't say much, but was silent for a moment, and suddenly saw that he had reached the back wall of the temple, which was so dilapidated that he could barely make out a small door for entry and exit, and there were some traces of flooding at the base of the wall. Outside the door is still surrounded by purple bamboo, but because the mountain is steep here, the towering bamboo branches seem to be a little tilted, and many even bend down, as if the helpless Zheng Zheng umbrella bone opened the green canopy, covering the north end of the temple in the distance.

A stream has been slanted between the bamboos, this is not the season of abundant water, it is gentle and slow, as if the changes of the world have nothing to do with it, reflecting the old bamboo on the remnant wall, and the dead leaves of the soil, moist and bright. However, it was expected that in the rainy season, the water would inevitably rush, and the torrential rain would destroy the mountains and collapse the soil and rocks, so that the back wall would become such a bleak scene.

"Was the original apse destroyed by falling rocks?" he asked.

Mingjue nodded, "I heard that this is the case, there is training in the nunnery, and when it rains, we don't walk to the back nunnery, and our Lushe nunnery is also mostly set up in front." But I've been here for more than 30 years, and I've never seen a rock roll down. ”

Jun Li looked up at the mountain - the ridge was not high, but this section of the mountain was steep, which showed an evil appearance. Now that the purple bamboo is thriving, it is unlikely that the boulder threat of decades ago will be repeated, except for the mud that washes down during flash floods.

He smiled and said: "The entire mountain range of Niren Ridge is mostly mud, and it must have been destroyed by heavy rain for so many years, so there will be no more threat." ”

Mingjue sighed, "What's the matter, we're going to Faqing Courtyard in a few days, and it's sure that coming here is just a waste nunnery where mountain people rest and shelter from the rain." When the heavy rain falls for a few more seasons, I am afraid that this temple will be destroyed without the need for mountain stones. There is a lot of nostalgia and pity in the words.

"The temple is just a place to live temporarily. "Jun Li Dao," although the lower and the master are different paths of Buddhism, and their beliefs are very different, but the practice is in the heart and not outside the body, and this truth is always the same. In fact, Poor Dao has never lived in a Taoist temple since he was a child, and he doesn't even know where he entered the Taoist book in the first place, and he has always traveled around with his master, so he has always had no belonging;

"That's what the Taoist said. Mingjue bowed and said, "It's the poor nun who is not strong-minded, and he laughs." ”

Staying near the scripture building and saying goodbye to Mingjue, Jun Li walked along the other side alone for half a week, and finally returned to the guest hall. At this time, the faces of the four people in the hall were no longer as relaxed as before, and they must have talked about the matter of facing the enemy's illusory life realm, so they were solemn. When Shen Fengming saw him coming back, he stretched out his hand and said, "Good news, Senior He is also willing to go together this time, and our chances of winning will be a little more." ”

Jun Li saw that rattan paper had been laid on the table, and some patterns and symbols like musical scores were drawn on it, and he wanted to see that several people had roughly finished talking about important matters, and were discussing some details of the three illusions. He came over to sit down at the moment, and He Xuan hugged his fists and said: "Don't dare to be, the old man is originally from Yan Shanzhong, and it is the duty of the Sect Leader Shen and the Sect Master Qiu to unify the three branches, but it is the Taoist Leader who is willing to send the Black Bamboo Society to help, which shows the kindness of pulling out the knife to help." ”

Jun Li said with a smile: "He seniors have won the award, and they have always had a lot of friendship with Feng Ming and Okra, and they can't stand by at this time, in addition, I and Yunmeng Sect, in fact, there is also a little bit of origin." ”

He Xuan was surprised and said, "Dao Chang also has a relationship with our Yunmeng?" Don't say that it was him, even Shen Fengming was also surprised, and said, "What is the origin? Why haven't I heard you say it?"

"That's why I came to meet Mrs. Jinghui today. Jun Li Fang took out a folded notebook from his sleeve, "When I was in Dongting, I heard Shi Tai mention many times that he was the chief disciple of Yan Shan back then, that is, Shi Tai's former senior brother. After I returned to Lin'an, I learned his whereabouts by chance. ”