Secret (GL)

Following behind Shen Juan with a complicated face, suddenly, his hands and feet became calm, and he just quietly looked at Shen Juan's slightly thin back.

The gate of the temple is wide open, and there is a plaque on the gate. On the plaque, the words Guangping Temple are written in seal script.Through the gate of the temple, you can see a courtyard with curling cigarettes lingering in the courtyard.

Shen Juan stepped over the threshold.

Gu Shuge followed her and wanted to cross the threshold, but she only took one leg, but found an invisible wall blocking her.

She was shocked, and stretched out her hand to touch it, and sure enough, she felt a wall in the air, which was invisible but really existed.

Shen Juan was walking in, and her figure was getting farther and farther away. Gu Shuge suddenly felt panicked, as if some connection between her and Shen Juan had been broken. Gu Shuge was anxious. invisible wall.

This temple is not big, with two courtyards, the front hall is dedicated to Buddha statues for pilgrims to visit, and the backyard is where monks live, eat, and do morning classes.

When Shen Juan walked into the temple, the smell of sandalwood lingered all over his body, and the peaceful and distant atmosphere permeated the temple.

She first went to the front hall to burn incense sticks.

Shen Juan has no religious beliefs, but whether she goes to temples or Taoist temples, she will burn a stick of incense, not for blessings, but to do as the Romans do, to show respect to the masters of the place.

But this time, when she knelt before the Buddha, she was more devout than ever before.

A monk came out from the side hall, wearing a cassock with ring scars on his head.He waited for Shen's family to finish offering incense, and then asked her aloud: "The almsgiver came to our temple, did he do something or ask for a fortune?"

Guangping Temple is remote and not well-known, and the pilgrims who come here from a long distance are all introduced by others and come here for their needs.

Shen Juan nodded slightly to him, the monk clasped his hands together and returned the salute.

"I'm here to find someone." Shen Juan said, "Is it convenient for Master Jingyun from your temple to come out and meet?"

"Senior Brother Jingyun?" The monk was stunned, then smiled, and said, "It's just a coincidence, senior brother left the temple for a wandering trip a year ago, and the date of return has not yet been set."

In the modern society of steel and concrete, the word Yunyou seems very out of place, but this old monk said it very naturally, as if he left the mountain temple, and the outside is still the green mountains and green waters of ancient times, a fairyland on earth.

Shen Juan asked, "Can I get in touch?"

The monk shook his head: "Brother Jingyun has nothing to worry about, and he didn't leave any contact information."

"Do you know the path of his travels?"

The monk still shook his head: "I don't know."

It seems that I can't see it, and I won't find it within three to five days.

Shen Juan took out a check from his bag, handed it to the monk, and said, "I have something to ask Master."

The monk glanced at the amount of the check, took it, clasped his hands together, uttered the Buddha's name, and said, "The benefactor, follow me to the backyard to explain in detail."

The backyard is more simple and simple, with a medieval architectural style, with low eaves and a floor under the eaves. On the floor is a low table with an incense burner, and a round futon on each side of the table.

The two took each side, the monk poured two cups of green tea, Shen Juan took out the talisman bag, and started from the beginning.

"Two years ago, by chance, Master Jingyun gave me this talisman bag, saying that it could be used as a death calamity. I donated it to others," Shen Juan lowered his eyes, looking at the cup of tea on the table, "Yesterday, she died in a car accident, and her body is still in the hospital."

The monk's expression gradually became dignified. He took the talisman bag and put it in front of his eyes for a long time, with a look of doubt on his face: "It's strange, this talisman bag has been used once."

Shen Juan had already guessed: "I've seen Master Jingyun's ability, so it's not because the talisman bag is useless, it should be because there has been a death calamity before."

The monk nodded again and again. People in modern society believe in science. Their gods and ghosts are classified as dross tricks, but since they can be passed down through the ages and are immortal, these ghosts are of course justified. There are also really capable people in this world.

Most capable people are a little arrogant and unwilling to be prejudiced by the world, so they find a mountain forest to live in seclusion.

Monk Jingyun is one of them, he is really capable.

The monk often receives pilgrims, and he has a good understanding of the world. Looking at Shen Juan's expression, he said a word of relief: "Life and death, blessings and misfortunes, are determined by God. Donors don't have to blame themselves. No one can protect another person for a lifetime. "

This talisman bag is worth a thousand dollars, and there is only one in the world. Brother Jingyun is willing to give this talisman bag to her, he must have received a lot of favor from her, but she just gave it to such a precious and life-saving thing others.

This other person is probably more important to her than herself.

People's fate is predestined, if you do what you want, there is no need to overdo it.