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Wu Fu stepped forward, obviously he was going up the mountain with me, but he still pretended that his master was already waiting here, and stood in front of the mountain gate and saluted me with one hand: "Welcome to Shunruo Temple, benefactor, please come in."

The mountain gate is composed of three parallel gates, which are called "empty gate, Wuxiang gate and Wuzuo gate" respectively, and they are combined into "three liberation gates".

Wu Fu made a "please" gesture: "If you escape into Buddhism, you will be liberated."

I lifted the hem of my clothes and walked through the Wuzuo gate on the left. As soon as I entered the temple, I heard the sound of chanting sutras. I glanced at the direction of chanting sutras and asked Wufu: "Is there any way in your temple?"

Wu Fu was slightly embarrassed: "Yes, our temple is too small, so there is no Dharma hall or lecture hall, and we read scriptures in the Daxiong Hall every day."

He walked through the Free Life Pool and the Hall of Heavenly Kings, tiptoed on the wall of the Daxiong Hall and listened for a while, patted his chest and stood up, heaving a sigh of relief: "The abbot doesn't seem to be teaching scriptures in the hall, let's go to the abbot's courtyard to meet him."

The abbot's courtyard is located behind the Daxiong Hall, the last of the temple.The meditation room was quiet, the door was closed tightly, Wufu knocked lightly on the door: "Master, Wufu is back."

A calm voice came from inside the door: "A friend came from afar, why didn't you introduce him?"

Only then did Wu Fu open the door and lead me in.Sitting on the Zen bed was an old monk in cassock, with benign eyebrows and kind eyes, who was drinking green tea in a relaxed manner, not in the least bit "died of anxiety".

There were two teacups facing out on the tea table in front of him, as if he had expected us to come.

The old monk gently put the teacup on the table, and before he could open his mouth, Wu Fu immediately poured out the experience of the two days like pouring beans.

Speaking of the girl in the brothel throwing the hydrangea ball, when I rescued him, the old monk frowned. I thought he was going to punish Wu Fu, so he raised his eyes and stared at me for a while, then continued to lower his eyes to listen to Wu Fu.

"...So, thanks to this benefactor, I was able to go back to the temple smoothly." Wu Fu hurriedly finished the introduction, and drank the tea in front of him in one go.

Liao Ran poured another cup for him: "I see. You go and recite the morning scriptures with your fellow apprentices. I have something to say to this benefactor."

"Ah? Oh." Wu Fu looked at me clearly and then at me, holding back his doubts, put down his teacup, and backed out.

After I sat down, he looked at me quietly and asked, "Wu Fu said that the benefactor came to Shunruo Temple to make a wish. I don't know what the benefactor is asking for?"

"Thank you abbot, my wish has come true." I twirled the teacup, the blue waves rippling and the green leaves undulating, "Your temple is really effective."

"Amitabha, it is not the temple that is effective, but the sincerity of the donor."

His words tied a knot in my heart, and it sounded a little uncomfortable. Is it not enough sincerity to follow the millennium and search for reincarnation?

"A mere heart of sincerity can be learned from the world."

Xiao Ran shook his head, and said: "The benefactor has not yet seen through his true heart, the benefactor asks himself, what exactly are you asking for?"

I knew early in the morning that what I wanted hadn't changed for thousands of years. If this heart wasn't my original heart, then I didn't need my original heart.

Smiling, let's listen to the monk's explanation: "The abbot thinks, what should be done?"

"lay down."

"How to let go?"

Liao Ran picked up the copper pot in one hand and the teacup in the other, and slowly poured water into the cup.The cup is full, and the water surface forms an arc at the mouth of the cup, and it is afraid that there will be overflow if there is another drop.He placed the teacup firmly on the table without spilling any tea.

"There is nothing you can't let go of. When it hurts, you will let it go naturally."

I sneered, poured tea from the cup according to his appearance, and activated the spell secretly, so that the tea would not stop pouring and the cup would never be full.I purposely held the cup in front of him, so that he could clearly see the endless tea in the cup: "I've never been in pain, so I don't know how to put it down."

He sighed, and his voice seemed to come from ancient times: "Nine levels of thunder calamity, Zhu Xian jumped, and the benefactor never felt pain?"

The hand holding the cup trembled, and a few drops of hot tea splashed out and landed on his fingers.I stared at him tightly: "Who are you?"

"The old monk is just a monk from Shunruo Temple." He bent down deeply, revealing the twelve ring scars on the top of his head, "Spells are limited, and life has a limit. I hope the benefactor will put it down as soon as possible and turn around."

Probably another incarnation of an arhat sent by the Tathagata. I felt bored and didn't want to talk to him. I clasped my hands together and exited the meditation room.

After closing the door, Wu Fu suddenly jumped out from behind the door and asked curiously, "What did you tell the abbot?"

"It's nothing, just drink tea and chat. Didn't you go to the main hall to chant scriptures?"

"Oh... the abbot seldom receives outsiders," he walked slowly along the courtyard by my side, "but we also rarely come here."

"The place of meditation needs to be clean."

"This is..." he suggested with great interest, "It's rare to come here once, do you want to visit our temple?"

One advantage of living a long life is that you have a lot of time to walk around and see, the so-called knowledgeable.Because of Chengjing, although I don't believe in Buddhism, I will stop for a while every time I pass by a temple.Compared with most of the temples I have been to, Shunruo Temple is too dilapidated. The Daxiong Hall does not enshrine any Buddhist treasures, and there are not even a few statues enshrined. There is really nothing to visit.

I was just about to say no, but when I looked down and saw his expectant eyes, I changed my words: "Okay."

So I went back to the mountain gate, and Wu Fufei said that there were koi and turtles in the release pond, and the two of them stood by the pond for a long time but didn't see them, so he laughed and pulled me to the Heavenly King Hall.

In the center of the Hall of Heavenly Kings is enshrined Maitreya Buddha with a big belly and bare breasts, and behind it is a Bodhisattva of Wei Tuo who is leaning on the ground, expressing that he cannot entertain wandering monks for food and lodging.

Looking up at Wei Tuo, I asked, "Is your temple... already so poor?"

Wu Fu was a little ashamed, and dragged me to the Daxiong Palace again.Compared with the three or five Buddha statues enshrined in other temples, Shunruo Temple has only one sandalwood statue of Tathagata, and a bronze tripod is placed on the Buddha statue. As Wu Fu said, the incense is not very strong.

Wu Fu stood at the gate of the temple, seeing that I was neither planning to offer incense nor kneel down, he blinked and asked blankly, "What are you coming to our temple for...?"

Now that the wish of finding someone has been fulfilled, although there is no wish to make, there is still one thing to do.I took out two gold leaves and put them into the merit box, and smiled at him: "Fulfill the wish."

Walking around the group room, the visit is over.It was approaching noon, so I was going to retreat early for fear of delaying their fasting meal.

Wufu sent me to the door: "Shall I take you down the mountain?"

"No need." I shook my head, "I'm not going down the mountain."

"Not going down the mountain? But our temple can't entertain tourists..."

"I don't need your entertainment, I live on this mountain."

"Huh?" Wu Fu widened his eyes.

"Have you forgotten? I'm a fairy. I used to practice on Mount Sumeru." Looking around, there are green peaks and pine waves bursting out.The mountain is still this mountain, but the demon and the human are different.

"So, you're not leaving?"

Contrasting with the direction of the Golden Crow, I carefully recalled the location of the cave I lived in: "Well, I live here in the back mountain."

Stepping out of the mountain gate, he waved his sleeves to him: "Come and play with me when you have time."

"Wait!" Wu Fu leaned against the door frame, leaning out his upper body, his eyes burning, "What is your name, benefactor?"

My steps paused.Like a small thorn, slowly piercing into the heart.I have answered this question many times, and every time I expect him to remember.It turns out that it will be really tiring.I thought about it and spit out two words:

"Deer soil."

The author has something to say: if the Wei Tuo pestle is carried on the shoulder, it means that this temple is a big temple, and the monks who travel here can receive free food and lodging for three days;

If the Wei Tuo pestle is flat in the hand, it means that this temple is a medium-sized temple, and monks who travel here can be entertained for free for one day;

If the Wei Tuo pestle is on the ground, it means that this temple is a small temple and cannot entertain monks who wander here for free.