When they reached the bottom of the mountain, the two looked at the rugged mountain road, dismounted, and slowly walked up the mountain along the road. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Shaolin Mountain is quite steep, but the mountain road is a long row of wide stone steps, the scale is magnificent, the project is really not small, that is the Tang Dynasty Gaozong for the Shaolin Temple and excavated, a total of eight miles long.

The two of them walked while enjoying the scenery on both sides of the mountain road. After watching for a while, I suddenly heard a burst of singing after a detour: "The city is ruined, the heroes are here? Yunlong has explained to each other several times? The Tang family was defeated by the Sui family, and the world changed like a cloud. Sickness, it's also the difference between heaven and earth! Late, it's also the difference between heaven and earth!" This is a little song of "hillside sheep". This song is spread among the people, it can be said that everyone can sing it, although the tune is the same, but the lyrics in it are very different from person to person.

Dugu Jian and Zhang Lin listened to the deep meaning of this song, but they were lamenting the rise and fall of the world, and they glanced at each other, and couldn't help but secretly admire in their hearts. Suddenly, I heard the man singing: "From the ancient generals, they have their own truth, and they draw the cup to see the sword and sit in spring." Disturb the scales and foot sweeps. Laughing. The scarf and feather fan are new. Listen. The Song of Solomon roared and silenced the smoke and dust. Explain that Fenyang is a hero. See and say. Nowadays, there are also immortals. ”

The two of them were greatly amazed when they heard it, and they couldn't help but say: "Good words!" and "Good song!" Before the words fell, they saw a woodcutter turn out from behind the mountain road, this person was about forty years old, very tall, carrying a large bundle of firewood on his back, and a white cloth to wipe sweat around his neck, but it looked a little dark. With an axe in his hand, he was slowly approaching.

When the woodcutter heard someone praising his tune, he looked up and saw the two Kenshin, and he laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! ”

Zhang Lin clenched his fists and said: "The song sung by the predecessors, how can it be described by a good word? I am used to listening to Su Dongpo's great Jiangdong, and I don't want to hear such a wonderful song here, which is really refreshing." ”

The woodcutter laughed again, looked at the two of them carefully, and asked, "Are you going to Shaolin?" Dugu Jian nodded and replied, "Yes, I don't know what advice the seniors have?"

"Hehe, how dare you talk to the two of you about any advice from a woodcutter in Xiaxia? It's just that seeing that the two of you have to go up the mountain so late, there must be something to go to Shaolin, right?"

"The seniors have good eyesight, dare to ask the seniors their names?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, how can there be a big name, there is a woodcutter under this mountain, a cheap name, don't mention it. But since the two of you are going up the mountain, I have a word to tell, I wonder if you are willing to listen?"

"Seniors, please speak, we listen to you. ”

"Well, this Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, and the collection of martial arts classics is more than thousands. I think the two of you are also martial arts practitioners, since you are here, don't take this trip in vain. The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Wuxu, has a high level of kung fu, and there are still few opponents in the world. Although he is in Buddhism, he is anxious for justice and righteousness, and has made a lot of efforts to resist the great cause of gold, and he is indeed a generation of monks. If you are fortunate enough to receive a single or two points of guidance from the Master of Nothingness, then you will be inexhaustible for life. ”

Hearing the woodcutter's words, Kenshin and Kenshin knew that he also meant well, so they both thanked him: "Then thank you seniors for your advice, and I hope that seniors can tell me their names, so that they can be called when they meet in the future." ”

"If it's really fateful to meet again, then let's talk about the name. It's not early, so let's hurry up the mountain. When the woodcutter had finished speaking, he carried the wood on his back and went down the hill on his own, and in a moment he was nowhere to be seen. I only heard the woodcutter say in a loud voice: "A hundred years is strong and half." Gao Qiu is still on the south side of the sky. The nostalgia has been yellowed. I hate the silver toad even more, so I am full of sorrow. Greeting poetry and wine. Yu Yu has no calculation. Hao Ge Ji sat on the scarf and chatted on the shore. When the wine wants to wake up, it is in the Lu Tong bowl. ”

Zhang Linxin looked at the back of the woodcutter in the distance, and said to Dugu Jian: "Brother Dugu, I think that woodcutter must be a senior master, this Shaolin Mountain is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

Dugu Jian shook his head, "It's a pity that I can't know the name of this senior, and I don't know if I can see him again in the future." Zhang Linxin smiled: "Oh, I don't want to think so much, let's go up the mountain quickly." ”

The two people led the horse and continued to walk slowly up the mountain, and walked for a while, only to see five waterfalls splashing down from a high place on the opposite mountain, and the water droplets were reflected in the sunset, colorful and beautiful. The two of them looked down the mountain from here, and suddenly felt that the mountains were much smaller than this mountain. Turning a corner along the mountain road again, I saw a big temple, with yellow walls and green tiles, and a plaque hung on the mountain gate, with three big characters of "Shaolin Temple" written on it.

Looking at this solemn temple, both of them couldn't help but feel a sense of worship in their hearts. After tethering the horse under a tree, Dugu Jian walked up the stone steps and knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, the door "creaked", and a door opened from the inside, only to see a monk wearing a gray monk's robe walk out. He carefully looked at Jian Xin, folded his hands and asked, "Amitabha, I don't know what the two donors are doing when they come to my Shaolin Temple?"

Dugu Jian also hurriedly replied: "This master, in Xia Heng Mountain, Dugu Jian, has something important to ask to see Master Wuxu, the abbot of your temple, and ask the master to help him." ”

The monk made a mockery, "Amitabha, donor, please stay, please wait here, and let the little monk go to the ceremony." It's just ......" he glanced at Zhang Linxin, and then hurriedly lowered his head again, "It's just this female donor...... This ......"

Seeing his words slurred, Zhang Linxin took a step forward, walked to Dugu Jian's side, looked at the monk and said, "The female donor is also the donor, what's wrong?"

The monk hurriedly bowed and said, "Amitabha." The two donors, the little monk, are the guest monks in this temple, and they are responsible for receiving pilgrims who come to the temple. Please forgive the little monk for being rude, Shaolin Temple has always refused to allow female guests to visit, this is a rule for hundreds of years, and please don't embarrass the little monk. ”

The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, this is strange? There are so many temples in the world, and I really haven't heard of a temple that has a rule that women are not allowed to enter." I don't know what the truth of your temple is?"

The monk lowered his eyebrows and replied: "Amitabha! This female benefactor can't say that, Shaolin Temple is a place where Buddhism cultivates, and the emperors and generals of all dynasties are extremely respected, which is not comparable to that ordinary temple." ”

Hearing the monk say this, Zhang Linxin was even more dissatisfied, Zhang Feng in Lin'an after becoming an official, every year will take her and Zhang Rumeng to the Lingyin Temple in the western suburbs of Lin'an to worship the Buddha, and the abbot of the Lingyin Temple, Master Huiyuan, is very fond of Zhang Linxin, who is quite aura, and often tells her some Buddhism. Therefore, Zhang Linxin still has a lot of experience in Buddhism. At this moment, she was told by this guest monk that female guests were not allowed to enter the Shaolin Temple, where would she be willing?

The girl looked at the monk who knew the guest, rolled her eyes, and asked loudly: "This master, you have an Amitabha-Buddha, I don't know which family and which door of Buddha you worship?"

When Dugu Jian saw Zhang Linxin's appearance and tone, he knew that she wanted to think of some ghost ideas to tease the guest monk. Hurriedly stopped: "Lin'er, don't be rude to the master!"

Before the words fell, the monk replied first: "Amitabha, this, naturally, worship my Buddha who is compassionate and compassionate." ”

The girl listened, smiled and continued to ask: "Since it is a Buddha, then monk, let me ask you again: the heart has thoughts, the thoughts of the Buddha, the heart has no thoughts, but there has been a Buddha?"

The monk was stunned by her question, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." He thought about it for a while before he replied: "This, the Buddhist scriptures have a cloud of 'Buddha in the heart', no heart...... Is it a Buddha without a Buddha?" but even I was a little unsure. (To be continued.) )