Fairy King's Handbook

The Yulan Basin Festival is considered a relatively important day in Cangwuzhihai. Because the story of Mulian rescuing the mother is widely spread among the people, monks from the temple will hold the "Ulan Basin Dharma Assembly" on this day to overcome hardships and repay their parents. Kindness.From morning to night, there are various ceremonies and activities.

In fact, Meng really understands this kind of ritual, and he is sincerely in awe of this kind of fraternity and tolerance that takes it as his duty to overcome the suffering in the world. After all, there are still opportunities for redemption for some sins that are not seen in the light of day.

Early in the morning, everyone in Suixin Pavilion came out with the river lanterns they had made last night. Following Su Qing’s suggestion, they chose a prominent place near Jisi Lake in Nancheng. Because they came out early and the location was good, Before noon, all the river lanterns were sold out.

Everyone was in high spirits. The hero who was stumped by a penny not only relieved his embarrassment, but also made a lot of money. Everyone was unspeakably excited, and they were all planning where to go to have fun. Yu Sheng, who had been silent all the time, suggested a treat first, thank you Helped by Meng Zhen and Yan Chongming.

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately affirmed by everyone.It was unanimously decided to treat guests, if it wasn't for Meng Zhen's idea, they would still stay in the Xinxin Pavilion depressed.Meng Zhen didn't care whether he was hungry or not, it was just that when it was approaching noon, when it was time to eat, everyone was a little hungry.Meng Zhen couldn't refuse for a while. In fact, he had been looking at the temple on the other side of the river. The monks were busy giving fast, so he wanted to go in and have a look.So, let's wait until later.

Yan Chongming didn't say much, he followed the crowd all the time, and occasionally helped a little.Meng Zhen really wanted to be thankful that Yan Chongming never liked to talk too much. Last night he ran out to buy candles as an excuse to ease his embarrassment. When he got out, he remembered that he didn't need to buy candles. He lingered on the street for a long time, and finally bought candles and went back. At that time, Yan Chongming didn't ask much, and put the candles in the river lantern one by one.In this way, his nervousness and embarrassment all the way disappeared.

Everyone came to a relatively spacious restaurant facing the street. It was rare to have a good time today and they all gathered together. They had to drink some wine when they had a meal. Unexpectedly, Yan Chongming said that he never drank alcohol.Meng Zhen wondered for a moment, he wasn't sure if his memory was too long and he had made a mistake, or the Yanshan Lord always drank tea.

But thinking about it again, Yan Chongming has always restrained himself, and it is reasonable not to drink alcohol.I thought he didn't drink alcohol, and the others drank to their heart's content.In the end, Yan Chongming persuaded everyone not to drink alcohol, and then explained that it is not suitable to drink alcohol today, saying that he would go to the temple to pray for blessings later, which would inevitably conflict with gods and Buddhas.Seeing the solemnity he said, it was not unreasonable, so everyone gave up drinking.

When ordering, Yan Chongming said that he can't eat spicy food. Originally, this time was to entertain Meng Zhen and Yan Chongming. Seeing what he said, the table was naturally light.

Meng Zhen became curious, as to whether drinking would cause collisions, he didn't know, but Yan Chongming didn't eat spicy food, he was really surprised.It turned out that Mr. Yanshan was afraid of spicy food, and thought he was afraid of nothing.Meng Zhen himself doesn't eat spicy food. It's not that he's afraid of spicy food. It's tasteless anyway. It's just that he has a sore throat after eating it. So he will consciously avoid spicy food when he eats occasionally.Meng Zhenquietly memorized Yan Chongming's habit, and thought to himself that it might be useful someday.

Even though there was no wine, the people at the table still had a good time eating. After this incident, they became very close to each other. Everyone asked about their origins and chatted with each other until the music outside was leisurely and the banners covered the sun.This is the temple burning the altar and chanting scriptures, and the ritual of casting spells and praying for blessings has begun.

Everyone left the restaurant and followed the crowd to Yuanxing Temple by the river. Once they entered the temple, there were devout monks chanting scriptures everywhere. After receiving candles, they spontaneously went to the main hall to pray for blessings. This sincere ceremony was silent and solemn.

Meng Zhen slowed down and staggered away from the crowd. Immortals with immortality never cared about the so-called detachment, because they themselves were outside of reincarnation.

Meng Zhenyin was under a bodhi tree in the courtyard, looking at the hall with people coming and going, a little silent.Yan Chongming went to the main hall. Meng Zhen saw him lighting a candle, and he didn't know what to say to the abbot of the temple. He looked dignified, and then he knelt down devoutly in the hall, folded his hands, and prayed sincerely.

Looking at the figure in the hall, Meng Zhen suddenly felt a little heavy in his chest.

Yan Chongming's master Nanhua Venerable, the former owner of Yanshan Jingling Palace, the hidden deity outside the Nine Heavens, his heart is for the common people, and he is the undisputed No. 1 in the Three Realms.

It was this kind of venerable who lived in seclusion in the catastrophe 3000 years ago, in order to prevent the demon lord from destroying the ambition of the three realms, he resolutely went out of the mountain, and brought his first apprentice, Yan Ming, to save the people from the fire and water. .

At that time, Venerable Nanhua held the divine sword Seven Stars Long Yuan, which kept howling for three months, guarding the peace of the fairy world.

However, heroes are always sad, and the story is not perfect. The most regrettable thing is that Venerable Nanhua was seriously injured in this battle, returned to the Mirror Palace, and soon died...

Hearing the sad news, the Three Realms sighed in silence, and stipulated that no celebrations would be held within three years. Yan Chongming lived in the Jingling Palace forever, setting the rules that outsiders were not allowed to enter, and kept the resting place in front of Venerable Nanhua from being disturbed. .

Meng Zhen was stunned for a moment, and there were some unspeakable emotions in his heart. In fact, as early as when he saw Yan Chongming making the lotus lantern with his heart, Meng Zhen understood a little. still exist.

When he saw Yan Chongming walk into the hall, his subconsciousness stopped, and he couldn't tell why he felt more scared in his heart?guilt?regret?Probably neither.He just suddenly didn't know why he was here?Where will this life go.Things change and people change, and they go and come back. 3000 years, but a moment.

"Hey, Xiaoyun, it's really you. Why are you here? You came so early." A clear voice interrupted Meng Zhen's somewhat dazed thoughts.

Ji Wuxing, dressed flamboyantly in red, separated the crowd with two lotus lanterns and came over here, followed by the docile and weak Nan Dai.When Ji Wuxing saw Meng Zhen, he was pleasantly surprised, and said as he walked, "It's better that Nan Dai has good eyes. There are so many people, so he said that the person under the tree is you."

Meng Zhen frowned at the two of them, seeing Ji Wuxing holding the river lantern by himself, he guessed that the arm stabbed by Yan Chongming a few days ago was no longer seriously injured.But he still asked, "How is the injury?"

After asking, he felt a little regretful. He knew Ji Wuxing's nature of climbing along the pole best. Sure enough, when Ji Wuxing heard this, he immediately looked like he couldn't use his arms. Meng Zhen had to help him hold the river lantern , rejected his attempt to lean over.

"My lord, you forgot what you did when you were drunk that day..." Nandai pulled Laji Wuxing's sleeve at the right time, reminding her in a low voice.

Meng Zhen was a little amazed at whether the relationship between the two of them was good. Ji Wuxing was drunk that day, and Nan Dai was not around. Ji Wuxing actually told him about such embarrassing things. It seems that Nan Dai not only wanted to take care of his huge family business, Also, by the way, let go of my mind.As soon as Ji Wuxing was reminded by Nan Dai, he suddenly remembered that he almost stripped Meng Zhen of his clothes in Suixin Pavilion, together with the oolong incident of being treated as a disciple by Yan Chongming later.The rare expression became serious.He asked Meng Zhen:

"Aren't you going in to pray?"

Meng Zhen smiled slightly, and said: "I am alone, and no relatives have died. I have no thoughts to send, and naturally I have no blessings to pray for."

Ji Wuxing had some feelings when he heard him say that he was alone, but then thought about it, and said calmly: "There is nothing wrong with this, and there is a lot less worry about it."

He took the two lotus lanterns from Meng Zhen's hand, feeling a little sad suddenly.

"You know, one for the child who had no fate, and one for my younger brother who died young. There is no trace of them in this world, their souls have dissipated, and they can't go to the river of eternal life. I'm just a formality to feel at ease. That's all." Ji Wuxing looked at the river lantern in his hand and said indifferently.

Meng Zhen saw that he said it didn't matter, but there was a heavy look on his face. He wanted to stop him, but then he thought, Ji Wuxing seeks benevolence and benevolence, so why bother to talk about the past, so he let him go.

Nan Dai on the side kept looking at Meng Zhen. Ever since he went to Suixin Pavilion to talk to Meng Zhen for a long time, he had been thinking of saying goodbye. After going to the main hall, he had no choice but to say to Meng Zhen a little shyly:

"I also went to pray for my grandma. She sold flowers in her lifetime and still loved gardenias. I hope she will be a beautiful lady in the next life."

Meng Zhen saw the sincerity he said, the young man was still a little shy, and looked at him with a pair of sincere eyes, as if expecting.

Meng Zhen smiled and replied sincerely: "Your grandma will definitely be a beautiful lady in the next life, and she will be blessed with great blessings, because a filial child like you has always cared about her."

Nan Dai was taken aback for a moment, then sincerely bowed to Meng Zhen, and said, "I will definitely. Thank you, Mr. Meng." After speaking, she followed Ji Wuxing to the main hall with the He Deng in her arms.

What a filial boy.Thinking of Shen Li, Meng Zhen smiled knowingly.Shen Li is also a good boy.

Meng Zhen no longer stayed under the tree, left the yard, turned a few turns, and entered the apse through a side door.The back hall was obviously much quieter, even a bit deserted compared to the front hall, only a few monks sat on the futons and chanted sutras, Meng Zhen sat casually on the porch, listening to the intermittent chanting for a while, feeling at ease.

"Where did this benefactor come from?"

Meng Zhen turned around and saw a monk standing behind him at some point, offering a Buddhist salute. Although he asked Meng Zhen where he came from, he was actually not curious, as if he would politely ask everyone he saw.

Meng Zhen didn't answer either, but asked with a smile: "Master, do you know what the eternal flower is?"

"Buddha's Nirvana left behind relics, Buddha's bones grow flowers, can calm hostility, can gather broken souls, can solve all kinds of difficulties, can overcome the suffering in the world, and live endlessly, it is for eternal life." Calm explanation.

"Thank you, Master, for clarifying the confusion." Meng Zhen clasped his hands together and gave a salute.Then he thought of something, and asked again: "Does the eternal flower have a color?"

"When the grass is green."

"I see."

Meng Zhen wanted to understand some confusion, so he didn't stay any longer, he wanted to go to the front hall to see if Yan Chongming and the others had finished praying, and was going to set off the river lanterns.

"Since you're here, why don't you leave with incense sticks? The almsgiver has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. If you become a monk, you will surely gain a lot of merit in the future." The monk suddenly glanced at Meng Zhen and suggested.

Hearing what the monk said, Meng Zhen said with a smile: "I do have a predestined relationship with Buddhism, but I have concerns in my heart, and my responsibilities have not yet been fulfilled, so I will not become a monk. Besides, being in the world of mortals does not delay my practice, and I have good thoughts in my heart. There will be a lot of merit. Since I am here, I will burn a stick of incense before leaving."

Meng Zhen followed the monk into the hall, he was a little curious, just now outside, he thought the monks in the hall were chanting sutras intermittently, only when he came in did he find out that it was not.They seemed to be taking turns telling stories in Sanskrit, with the last one blowing out a candle to signal the next one to continue.Meng Zhen couldn't understand Sanskrit very well, but felt that this kind of joyful way among monks was quite interesting.

He lit a bunch of incense, bowed, and then inserted / into the incense burner on the Buddhist altar.At this time the storyteller monks also blew out the last candle.