Chapter Twenty-Three: The Ancient Temple of Burning Lights
Zeng Yiqi and his entourage, who met Xiaofeng, did not look back, and the eldest lady said that she wanted to go to the temple where Xiaofeng stayed last night to have a look.
"Are those monsters you met last night the white group that Tianming Town said?" Zeng Yiqi asked Xiaofeng.
"Yes, you've seen that human-like leopard-like monster?" said Xiaofeng.
"None of us have seen it, and someone confidently said that it was a person!" Zeng Yiqi deliberately raised his voice, wanting to say it to Sai Zhuge .
There was no sound in the sedan chair, and people didn't bother to pay attention to him.
"It shouldn't be a person, although it was very dark last night, I could vaguely see some things. They are beasts that crawl and run on all fours. I met several of them last night, and I thought they were wolves, so I hid in the trees, and they actually climbed the trees. He was no worse than me in running and climbing trees. ”
"You're a martial arts master, and you can't outrun those beasts?"
"Can you outrun a leopard?"
"I can't run. ”
"At first, I thought I was being targeted by a master, so I ran all the way. Not only did I not get rid of them, but I found more and more of them, and I thought I would die here!"
"And then?"
Then I saw a bright light on the hill and ran in the direction of the light. It turned out that someone had lit a fire in the temple on the mountain, and after I ran to the temple, those monsters didn't follow. ”
"Beasts still know how to respect the Bodhisattva?"
"Then I don't know!"
"Can climb trees, run fast, afraid of Bodhisattvas, no wonder the people of Tianming Town say that these monsters are like people, ghosts and leopards!" Zeng Yiqi's emotion caused a cold snort in the sedan chair.
"Idiot!"
"What are you talking about, are you scolding me?" Zeng Yiqi became angry, obviously Xiaofeng was not talking about people, this person was still not convinced.
There was no sound in the sedan chair again.
"What's wrong with you and the eldest lady?" Xiao Feng asked Zeng Yiqi with a smile.
"It's nothing, can you help me see what is written on my back?" Zeng Yiqi asked Xiaofeng to help.
Xiaofeng looked at it and smiled, "Who wrote this for you?"
"What do you think?"
"Also, this is the eldest lady's note. ”
"What is written?" Zeng Yiqi was a little anxious.
"Didn't the eldest lady tell you?" Xiao Feng shook his head when he saw Zeng Yiqi, and said with a smile, "Then I can't tell you either, you better go back and look in the mirror!"
"Bad words?"
"Good words. ”
"Good words you smile like this?"
"People say that the world is turbid, and that's probably what it means! That's what stupid people are. They all like to laugh bad words, and they don't like to laugh good words," a garbled sentence floated out of the sedan chair. Zeng Yiqi heard it and became angry.
"Okay, okay," Xiaofeng grabbed Zeng Yiqi, "It's okay with this sentence, you don't have to care, go back and find a flower building, let the little sister wipe it for you, and it will be clean." Don't be angry!"
"Little wind, palm mouth," said the eldest lady in the sedan chair.
Xiaofeng was stunned, why did he get into trouble? Where did he say the wrong thing?
"Smack!" Xiao Feng honestly slapped himself.
Zeng Yiqi was relieved to see that Xiao Feng was ordered to slap himself for no reason! This dead fat woman is not just mean to herself.
Walking along the main road to the south, there is a deserted village, and in the center of the village there is a fork in the road that leads to Thumb Mountain. Halfway up the mountain, it is the temple where Xiaofeng took refuge last night. It is strange that the road up the mountain is very wide and the temple is very large, but there is no incense in the temple, and it looks very dilapidated.
The weeds in the square in front of the temple are not deep, and they should have been taken care of by monks.
There is an ancient plaque on the front door, with four big characters: Burning the ancient temple. With a pitch-black background and scarlet characters, Zeng Yiqi shuddered when he saw it.
Enter the temple gate, it is strange, the entrance of the front door of the general temple will have a smile often open Maitreya Buddha, there is no Bodhisattva at the door, there is no door wall, directly into the courtyard.
In the middle of the courtyard there is a great bodhisattva, which is facing away from the front door and facing the temple. This Bodhisattva is so tall, I'm afraid that there are five Zeng Yi banners so high. Zeng Yiqi has only seen the statue of the mountain god of Zhurong Mountain so tall.
The main hall in the courtyard is also strange, there is no Buddha in the main hall, is this a temple?
When the main hall entered the door, except for a thin old monk knocking on the wooden fish, the inside was empty. No, there is also a wall of doors in front of the back door of the main hall.
"The master is polite," Sai Zhuge saluted the old monk.
"Amitabha," the old monk recited a Buddha name, and without opening his eyes, he continued to knock on his wooden fish.
"The little girl came today to thank the master for accepting the kindness of the person last night, dare to ask the master where this sesame oil should be added?"
"Amitabha, the female donor has a heart, and the temple is not subject to incense!"
There is such a strange temple, Zeng Yiqi looked at this monk seriously. It's amazing, this is a bald old monk, and the big thing is that there is a pit on the top of his head, and the bowl is a big pit. There is also a certain depth. From a distance, I thought this old monk was wearing a hat!
"May I ask what scriptures the master reads, why don't you accompany the master to recite the scriptures to show her sincerity?"
"Amitabha, the old monk recited the lotus magic method, and the donor is at will. ”
Sai Zhuge was really not an ordinary person, so he actually sat opposite the old monk and recited the scriptures.
Zeng Yiqi also wanted to find a Bodhisattva to bow down, but there was a big Bodhisattva in the front yard here, and Zeng Yiqi looked at the big Bodhisattva.
"Ahh
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Feng saw that Zeng Yiqi was panicked, and hurriedly asked.
"That Bodhisattva, what's the matter? When I passed by it just now, I saw a kind eyebrow and kind eyes, but why did I see a fierce and evil look when I came here?"
"Amitabha, don't panic, don't panic, this is just a wooden statue, a dead thing!" the old monk reminded Zeng Yiqi.
When Sai Zhuge heard him say this, he stopped and glanced at the old monk, and said to Zeng Yiqi: "Zeng Si, could it be that you have a demon in your heart?"
"Isn't it?" Zeng Yiqi didn't believe it.
"You sit here," Sai Zhuge pointed to her side, "Sit here, listen to the Buddhist scriptures, or you can calm down!"
Zeng Yiqi did so, no, the appearance of the great Bodhisattva just now was too scary, and he couldn't sit still at all.
"I'll take a look at it from a distance," Zeng Yiqi found a corner in the main hall, but he still couldn't get in! Why don't you go to the backyard and have a look! He walked behind.
"Amitabha," the old monk wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
Sai Zhuge hurriedly motioned for Xiao Feng to go to the backyard to see Zeng Yiqi.
In the backyard of the main hall, here is another world. Is this a forest of Buddhas, a forest of arhats, or a forest of devils? There are many statues standing in the courtyard, and Zeng Yiqi has never seen a statue in Zhurong Mountain.
Looking at these statues, Zeng Yiqi felt a lot more comfortable, he looked at them one by one, there were a total of thirty-two statues, Zeng Yiqi liked it here, he felt very at ease here, so he meditated here.