The flat floor was paved with square stones, flat and flat, and under the very clear moonlight, it was like the surface of the water with a thick layer of ice. Both sides of the ping. Two iron incense burners were placed, one foot high, and nothing else. Jiang Wenlun crossed his hands and walked a few times in the moonlight on his back, feeling that everything was quiet, and there was not even the sound of the wind moving the forest leaves. Thought:

There are more than 100 monks living in this temple, and at this time it is only two watches, and there is no sound of any children everywhere, as if it is an empty temple with no one, this kind of clear rule is indeed the monk in the temple next to it can not be observed. If the monks' daily life, diet, and all their actions are the same as those of the laymen at home, and they only shave their hair and put on a robe with a round neck and big sleeves, they are considered monks, and they are supported by the ten directions, and they are simply sinners in heaven and earth, and lazy and unemployed vagrants may as well cheat their food and clothing by being monks.

It's just a pity that the monks who keep the rules and the precepts, what about the monasteries in the distance, I don't know. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there is only this Guanyin Temple. It is no wonder that the temple in this temple is rich in property, and the monks in the original temple treat themselves very hard, but they are convenient everywhere, and they practice the Buddha's and Bodhisattva's compassion and willingness to save people. If you have money, if you don't want to accumulate merit, if you want to accumulate merit, if you don't donate money to this kind of temple, where do you donate it?

Where can I use so much of the inheritance that my father gave me in Shangyong City, and I don't have to worry about not being able to earn food and clothing for my life with the knowledge I have learned in my chest and the hard work in my hands, so why don't I withdraw half of the inheritance and donate it to this temple to make some merit for my deceased father and mother? Jiang Wenlun thought of this, and his heart was extremely happy, and he felt that this merit had to be done.

At this time, the moonlight had gradually turned west, and a large bronze bell five or six feet high was placed under the corridor on the east side. Casually approached and looked at the clock, it was cast in cloud white copper, and the year and month of manufacture were engraved on it, and it had been calculated for more than 100 years. If you look closely, the clock has not been damaged, it is clean, there is no dust at all, it seems that it has only been placed here for a short time.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand and rub it, he suddenly felt a very strange wind in the Buddha hall, which blew the things hanging on the hall and rattled. Jiang Wenlun unconsciously looked back at the Buddha hall, on the solemn and magnificent Buddha hall, only in front of the Buddha seat, a hanging glass lamp was lit, and there was no other light. The light of the glass lamp was still bright on all sides, but under the lamp was a dark circle the size of a basket and a plate.

When Jiang Wenlun looked towards the Buddha hall, the inch-long flame of the glass lamp was shaking, so in the black circle under the lamp, there were several women, gathered in that place, and bowed to the Buddha statue in unison. Jiang Wenlun couldn't help but be taken aback, and secretly thought: How could so many women come to worship the Buddha at this time? And the temple door is closed, where did the women come in? Isn't it strange? While thinking this in his heart, he looked at the lamp again, but none of them were gone, and he only vaguely saw a group of black shadows, hiding under the Buddha's seat at the same time.

Jiang Wenlun immediately spat on it, snorted a few times in a low voice, and said, "This is the hell of a life." My two eyes, since I worshipped my teacher, have been shining day by day. In recent years, I can see things that ordinary people can't see clearly, and if I see this situation before practicing martial arts, I'm afraid that I won't think it's a dizzy sight and mistaken for it. Now I'm confident that I won't be like this, isn't this a hell of a life?"

When Jiang Wenlun first entered the Guanyin Temple, the monks in the temple were all neatly and solemnly chanting and worshiping the Buddha. Unconsciously developed a sense of awe, and did not dare to look up casually. Second, the purpose of this is to spend the night, and without the permission of the monk, he has no intention of browsing the scenery.

Therefore, although it has been arched under the Buddha hall for a long time, the situation on the Buddha hall has not been seen in the eyes, and it is only then that the Buddha hall is seen from the base of the temple to the roof. The lotus seat is two or three feet high, in front of the lotus flower of vermilion lacquer, one by one opens, each piece is the same size as the door panel, and the incense case in front of the lotus seat is also huge. On both sides of the Buddha statue, there are many wooden niches with brilliant gold lacquer, and in the shrines are about 500 statues of Arhats. Because it was too far away from the glass lamp, only by the light reflected by the bright moon under the Buddha's Highness, the place where Jiang Wenlun was standing was too far away, so he couldn't see it clearly.

Then he thought to himself, "Why do I just stand under this corridor and look at the Buddha hall? At this time, there is no monk to make a dojo in the hall, so I just go up to pay my respects?"

Then he walked towards the Buddha hall. After walking a few steps, when I looked up, I clearly saw a large number of women crowded under the glass lamp, prostrating to the Buddha statue. This time, there were more and clearer than the previous time, there were only about a dozen of them last time, and there were twenty or thirty of them this time, Jiang Wenlun saw this strange situation, so he had to stand still, staring intently under the lamp, carefully seeing how the changes occurred.

It was very strange to say, as soon as Jiang Wenlun looked carefully, he saw that the large number of women did not appear suddenly, but clearly walked out from under the lotus seat one by one, squeezed under the lamp, and turned around and kowtowed. This is true for every one of them.

It seemed that only the black circles under the lamp could accommodate them, and gradually more and more, there were about seventy or eighty of them. Suddenly heard the sound of "click", the tile on the Buddha hall, as if trampled by the cat, this sound came out, the woman under the lamp, panicked to flash under the lotus, opened her eyes and saw nothing, Jiang Wenlun looked at it as if she was stunned, and was also shocked by the sound to wake up.

He said again and again: "Strange things, strange things! Are there really ghosts and monsters in this world?" I thought to myself: "What a pure and solemn place is on the top of the Buddha hall, how can there be these female ghosts gathered here? And seeing these female ghosts worshiping the Buddha, it seems that they are complaining about their grievances and begging the Buddha to be overcome." What is the reasoning of this? I saw it clearly both times, and I didn't see it when I shook it down on this rosette. I could see it more clearly just now, one by one, I walked out from under the lotus, isn't there something strange under this lotus?"

Seeing that there were a little endless candles on the incense table, he pulled out a branch, jumped on the incense case, lit it on the glass lamp, and carefully looked at the lotus petals in front of the lotus. I looked at it a few times and shook it a few times, but I couldn't see the slightest suspicious trace, and I couldn't shake it.

Shine on the back, after all, he saw some flaws. It turned out that there was a lotus petal in it, and there was a place a few inches away from the side, which was particularly smooth, and it could be seen that he often pinched his hands in this place. Just where it is smooth, pinch it with your hand and shake it, it doesn't matter if you don't shake it.

Just shook like this, and shook the lotus petal to the side, followed by a cold breath rushing out, only to make Jiang Wenlun's skin shiver.

As the saying goes: the artist is bold. Although he discovered this terrible thing, Jiang Wenlun now relied on his outstanding martial arts skills. I didn't know that I was afraid, so I pinched the lotus petal with my left hand, and took a candle in my right hand to shine at the place where the cold air rushed out. I saw that this lotus petal was originally a cave door.

The lotus petal let go, and a hole appeared. Inside the cave, it was as dark as ink, and even if there was a candle in hand, there was nothing in the cave. I just feel a smell rushing into my nostrils, and I can't compare to this no matter what kind of smell. Jiang Wenlun smelled it and couldn't help but vomit.

I guessed in my heart that it must be the smell of corpses, and I was about to find a way to go into the cave to see what was going on, when I heard the sound of footsteps, which frightened Jiang Wenlun to blow out the candle in a hurry, and still straightened the lotus petals casually. Jump down and stick the candle in place. I plan to go back to the room and think about it again, so as not to be seen by the monk when he comes out, and knows that it is not easy to get through the organs in his temple.

There was no longer the sound of footsteps, but it was useless to continue wandering around the Buddha hall. Still under the east corridor, into the three-bay room. As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he saw the old monk sitting on the bed, stood up with a smile on his face and said, "Where did the monk come from just now?" Jiang Wenlun had a ghost in his heart at this time, and suddenly saw the old monk sitting in the room, this surprise was really extraordinary.

It is said that Jiang Wenlun suddenly saw the old monk sitting in the room, he was really surprised, and when he asked, he had to try his best to pretend that he had nothing to do and replied: "Because today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I am traveling during the day, I plan to choose a place with good scenery to settle down, and prepare to get some wine and food to enjoy the moon, so as not to waste a good night."

I don't know the inn I passed. I wanted to rush to the road more, in order to be able to fulfill my wish, but the mountain road is difficult to walk, just close to the treasure temple, the sky has been dark, can not walk, so I have to come to the treasure temple to spend the night.

Fang was just going to bed when he suddenly saw the moonlight shining in from the window, clear as day. Occasionally, I think of such a bright moonlight, shining on such a pure and solemn Buddha land, which should be better than all places. How can you enjoy the moon in this place when you are admiring the moon elsewhere?

How lucky I am to have accidentally encountered this kind of beautiful scenery, if I just slept in such a daze, and lived up to such a beautiful scenery, wouldn't it be a pity?

Although I couldn't get food and drinks for a while, I thought it was too vulgar to admire the moon and drink and eat meat in such a pure and solemn place. So he turned over and wandered outside under the porch and in the stone lawn for a long time. The circumstances I have experienced in my life are the purest of all. ”

Jiang Wenlun continued to say a lot of articles one after another, in order to cover up the traces of his previous peeping into the secrets of Guanyin Temple. The old monk didn't interrupt him, just looked at him with a smile and said.

He saw that the old monk did not look malicious, and thought that the old monk had other things, so he came to his room. It's just a coincidence, and at this time, I didn't already know that he had just moved to Xingshi to ask for guilt and kill people. Thinking of this, Jiang Wenlun couldn't help but secretly blame himself for being suspicious and suspicious, and he ate such a big fright for no reason.