Under this starry sky, Buddhism has been silent for thousands of years, practicing behind closed doors, occasionally entering the WTO, and it is just to educate everyone, and it is more famous for speculative meditation, and in the relationship between worshipping Buddha and worshiping the sky, many eminent monks directly believe that the wheel of life is just another way to express the will of heaven.

This statement directly makes Buddhism inhabit the system of Heavenly Dao in a low-key manner, which seems extremely low-key, so that many former sages directly believe in their notes that Buddhism is more of a way of thinking, or used to influence sentient beings.

Perhaps it is precisely because of these reasons that Buddhism is not as prosperous as it is in the cultivation realm under the stars, but it is more respected than the Buddhism in the cultivation realm.

Moreover, the people in this big city are influenced by Buddhism, and the practice of Buddhism is also extremely popular, and there are even 72 temples in the smoke and rain.

However, the 72 temples of smoke and rain have never been able to overpower an ancient temple on the southeast mountain side of the city, whether it is the importance of Buddhism under the starry sky, or the status in the hearts of believers, this ancient temple is far better than other ancient temples in the city.

This ancient temple is Yanxia Temple.

Yanxia Temple is in the Yanxia Mountain.

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According to the scriptures, shortly after the completion of the castle, trees fell in the depths of the inaccessible green and smoky mountains, pavilions and pavilions were newly erected, and towers and halls were gradually built.

In the ancient rumors, Yanxia Temple was born with an ancient Buddha, so it was extremely respected, and no one dared to offend the mountain gate.

History and legend have made Yanxia Temple unique for countless years. I don't know how many tragic or solemn or legendary stories are staged in this ancient temple, and because of this ancient temple, the Buddha Festival has gradually become the most important festival in the world, and the most popular debate in the past few decades also originated here.

At this time, it has not yet reached the main sacrifice day of the Buddha Festival, because many people who practice Buddhism have not yet come, but this Yanxia Mountain has become very lively before, and the second floor of the houses on both sides of Qingshi Street is hung with all kinds of flags and flags. The color of the flags was very plain. Most of them are black and white, but I don't know if the metaphor is the most popular game of chess around Yanxia Mountain, or whether it points to the real reason for the Buddha Festival, the soul of the underworld.

Believe in the ordinary monks in Yanxia Temple. and residents who have lived in the town for dozens of generations. It is no longer clear what the origin of this custom is. For people living in this world, the Buddha Festival is just a simple and pure grand festival, all they need to do is enjoy the festive atmosphere.

The town of Yanxia Mountain is already full of tourists. These tourists don't know where they come from, they all have the same happy smiles on their faces, adults smile and greet each other, play and admire those legendary thousand-year-old houses, children run and chase in the streets, there are girls panting and chasing their brothers, their little faces are full of aggrieved looks, suddenly they saw hundreds of red fish in the stone pond by the roadside, and immediately squatted down, looking at the fish swimming calmly with wide eyes, and had long forgotten that they were going to find their brother and cry.

The middle-aged man standing by the stone pond smiled at the girl and handed over a thin wooden stick with a thin net bag the size of a tea cup tied to the end of the thin wooden stick. The girl looked at the people behind her who were touching the money, and shook her head a little shyly, she knew that she needed money to catch fish, but her mother said that she was too young to carry money on her, so she could only put it on her brother, but her brother wanted to take the money to buy candy man, and she didn't know where she ran at this time.

The girl suddenly remembered that she was chasing her brother, and stood up with a scream, and just when she was a little scared, her brother, who was about seven or eight years old, squeezed back from the crowd at some point, looked at her and smiled proudly, and then took out two copper plates from his waist and stuffed them into her little hand.

As a result, the red fish in the stone pond were no longer so peaceful, the water splashed slightly, the moss attached to the pond had peeled off traces, and the streets rang out from time to time with the disappointed sighs and surprises of the brother and sister.

Chiba stopped outside the town and didn't go inside

He looked at the calm and joyful town, looked at the brother and sister who were squatting by the pond to catch fish, probably remembering the situation when he secretly went down the mountain but the city was in the city to catch the market when he was a child, and laughed.

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This Yanxia Mountain is not a single mountain, but several mountains are connected.

These peaks, which still exude a faint green in late autumn, are very similar in shape, the peaks are as flat as knives, and from a distance they look like several black tiles being randomly put together by urchins

When the town is very lively, the depths of Yanxia Mountain are still so quiet, a corner of the ancient temple looms in the forest, as if infected by Buddhism, and the last chirping of the southern autumn cicada does not seem to be sad and desperate, but with a sense of relief.

This is the back mountain, if you want to go to Yanxia Temple, you can never reach the main hall from this mountain road.

But Chiba was slowly heading towards the mountain road at this time.

He didn't want to go to Yanxia Temple, he was going to find someone in the back mountain.

Legend has it that in the secluded mountains behind Yanxia Temple, there are several generations of Buddhist masters who have lived in seclusion.

Chiba is looking for one of them.

It was the Elder of the Yanxia Temple who he had heard countless times since he came to this big city.

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Chiba stopped in front of the mountain road, looked at the temple looming in the mountain forest, looked at the statue of the stone Buddha on the stone flat of the back peak of Yanxia Temple, and thought of the master Wuzang, and felt a little strange.

His senses could clearly feel what a great person the Yanxia Temple elder who had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years was.

Truly great characters, naturally all have a different aspect, Chiba doesn't know what special likes and dislikes this master Wuzang has, a virtuous Buddhist senior, it stands to reason that his temperament should be compassionate and gentle, but he is still very careful to remind himself to maintain enough respect and be prepared.

How can I keep a low profile, and what do I need to prepare?

If you count the age of cultivating Buddha, I can also be regarded as a high-ranking monk, thinking of this, Chiba smiled, and prepared to go to the mountain.

At this moment, a young monk slowly walked up the mountain path.

The little monk's face was dark, and his expression was calm and calm.

However, when he saw Chiba who was going up the mountain, his face was calm and calm. It was instantly shattered into countless pieces of consternation, and then fell to the ground.

He walked up to Chiba, looked at Chiba, and said with some surprise: "If there is really a high monk who comes to our Yanxia Temple, the master is polite, I thought it was the master who deceived me." ”

"Amitabha, monks don't lie, but you are a little monk. Chiba smiled slightly: "But I don't know, how did that Master Wuzang know that I was coming?"

The little monk didn't know how to answer Chiba's question, so he scratched his head and said, "The family teacher often accompanies the green lights of the ancient temple. Self-knowledge of Buddha nature. There is something that I, a young monk, can understand. ”

Chiba was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say, so he thought to himself: Interesting, could it be that this Master Wuzang is really very high?

Come to think of it. Chiba shook her head. I don't think about it. Instead, he followed the little monk to the mountains.

In order to be quiet, in the end, Chiba still did not live in the main courtyard of Yanxia Temple, and the little monk took him. When he came to live in a quiet courtyard near the mountains and forests to the north, he did not alarm the monks in the temple.

After a simple meal and a simple gossip, the little monk got up to say goodbye, and when Chiba and the little monk talked, they already knew that although the master of Wuzang lived in seclusion all the year round, but now it is the time period to prepare for the Buddha Festival, and he must be very busy, so he did not let the little monk invite Master Wuzang to come.

Twilight is coming, there is a drum beating not far away, and then the night comes, and the handyman in the temple boils hot water, although Chiba always can't understand how the people under the stars distinguish between night and day, but Chiba still lies down on the bed and falls asleep with peace of mind.

When he woke up, the sky was bright, and the bell of Yanxia Temple came again, and he quietly listened to the bell that seemed to be boring but quite clear, and felt a lot more peaceful.

After having breakfast under the service of the miscellaneous servants, Chiba followed the little monk through an iron gate to the south of the annex and into the back garden of Yanxia Temple.

The monks in the temple should all be doing morning classes, and there is no movement in the back garden except for the birds that are diligent and early to survive and the insects that are diligent and early to survive but are unfortunately devoured.

A faint mist permeated the woods, and the main hall of Yanxia Temple and several side halls in the distance loomed at the end of the fog, looking extremely solemn and beautiful, as if the Buddha country had really descended to the world.

Chiba was born in Buddhism since he was a child, but he didn't have much interest in these ancient temple scenery, his eyes stayed in the fog of the Tallinn, this Tallinn is composed of dozens of stone towers, each stone tower enshrines the ashes of a Buddhist predecessor, it stands to reason that such an environment makes people feel gloomy and terrible, but the chanting sound from the main hall in the distance turned a qiē into calm.

Tallinn is lonely and has a lot of trails, and walking through it is like walking in a labyrinth. If it is a first-time tourist, it is easy to get lost, and he has a little monk to guide the way, so he will naturally not get lost.

"Master Chiba, these towers can't help but enshrine the powerful people of my Yanxia Temple, and there are also tens of thousands of Buddhist scriptures!" The little monk looked at those towers and said with some pride.

Chiba nodded and praised, "Yes." ”

Then he said with a worried face, "I'm only here to debate the problem, and I don't have much interest in the scriptures, when will I be able to meet Master Wuzang?"

The little monk looked embarrassed and said, "The family teacher has been meditating in the mountains behind the temple all the year round, and there are no outsiders. ”

Chiba looked slightly different and asked, "Didn't you say that the Buddha Festival Conference is not going to be held soon?"

The little monk shook his head and explained: "In the past years, the Buddha Festival Conference, the family teacher has also closed up, that is, I have practiced Buddhism with the family teacher over the years, and I have also listened to the teachings quietly through the door. ”

Hearing this, Chiba raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that if he didn't see outsiders, then what was the point of me coming, and he had already made up his mind in his heart, if this was the case, then he had to force himself to enter the mountain to see it.

At this moment, the little monk said again: "But the family teacher will be out of the customs for a day this time." ”

Chiba was raising his eyebrows upward, and suddenly calmed down, he looked at the little monk and said helplessly: "You are a monk in Yanxia Temple, not a storyteller in the city tile workshop, can you not breathe so loudly when you speak?"

The little monk smiled a little apologetically, and said: "The day after tomorrow when the master leaves the customs, Master Chiba might as well rest in the temple for two days, although we don't know if we can compare with the master here, but there are still some scenery to consider." ”

Chiba nodded, if he can come to this Yanxia Temple, he should indeed go around, at least to see what this thousand-year-old temple looks like, especially as a disciple of Buddhism, he should go to those stone towers in the temple to worship.

"That's fine, it's just ......" Chiba turned his phone, looked at the stone towers, and turned his gaze to the little monk.

The little monk's expression was slightly stunned, and then he asked, "If the master has any matter, just order the little monk." ”

A trace of cunning light flashed in Chiba's eyes, and he leaned close to the little monk's ear and whispered, "Amitabha, there is one thing I want to tell you......"

"What?"

"The poor monk didn't know how to read when he was young, and if he wanted to go to the several towers in front of him to read the ten thousand scriptures, he could only ask Taoist friends for help!"

After Chiba said these words, he glanced at the little monk, took a deep breath, and walked towards the stone towers, leaving the little monk alone there, stunned.

Then the little monk smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Tens of thousands of scriptures, when should I help him read them?"

After that, I had to follow Chiba to the stone tower. (To be continued......)

PS: Actually, I originally wanted to use greed, but greed is too one-sided, and it's better to be infatuated.