The Buddha Temple is not pure

Nothing could be more complete than a sunset here.

The earthen house is low and can't block the sunshine of Qingcheng. Just on the second floor of the inn, you can listen to the hustle and bustle of the market and watch the bloody setting sun.

When the sky receded and the railings were still warm, Ji Luoyu wore a red dress and leaned against the low wall, looking sideways at the crowds gradually gathering at Xiangzhi King's City.

Lord Yawang came over slowly, and when he saw her, he had a bright smile on his face: "Absolutely, after tonight is over, you will definitely overwhelm the whole city!"

Ji Luoyu smiled and said, "That doesn't sound like a good word."

"However, it seems that I have never seen you wear such a red color."

She nodded, and said in a low voice: "I used to wear it before, but after I got married and went to the stage of desolation, I don't dare to wear red clothes anymore."

Lord Yawang seemed to have touched her heart, and said with a helpless smile, "You are very beautiful in red."

"Thank you."

At dusk and dusk, there seems to be an invisible line of yin and yang. The sky on this side is still dark, but the sky on the other side is already dark.

Looking at the royal city in the distance, the lights are brightly lit, and the drum music is mixed with boiling human speech, like a quarrel, or singing, with a passionate tone.

"I really can't figure out why it is held at night. Even people's faces can't be seen clearly. How can we tell the beauty from the ugliness?"

Ji Luoyu smiled: "You can't see clearly even if it's not at night, girls have to cover their faces."

After that, she shook off the semi-transparent gauze scarf in her hand, which was also the color of pomegranate red and embroidered with gold.

"It's so hypocritical." Lord Yawang was obviously a little disappointed, and his words turned sour.

Ji Luoyu smiled: "You, didn't you say that the people here are unrestrained."

The two walked out of the inn while talking and laughing, and followed the flow of people towards Wangcheng.

A lot of tents were piled up along the way, and the sound of hawking was endless, and the fresh food was dazzled, so just ignore it, the smell is so attractive, Lord Yawang couldn't hold back, turned around several times, and his stomach was distended before he reached the king's city.

"Promise." While teasing him, Ji Luoyu took a piece of flower cake. The aroma of wheat mixed with the sweetness of roses overflowed in his mouth, and he could vaguely taste some wine. His thoughts were unique and original. .

The palaces and palaces in the royal city are of different heights, and they are arranged in a staggered manner. The long stone slopes extend all the way to the bottom of the city, where the people can stop. There are bunches of torches every three feet on the city wall, burning tirelessly, turning the sand-colored wall They were all burnt black.

It is a grand event for the country and a blessing for the people. I originally thought that the stringed drum music came from the depths of the royal city, but I didn’t know that everyone here can sing and dance, and everyone can play and sing. There are no musicians at all.

There are Qiang flute, chords, and pan bells. Although the timbres are different from the silk and bamboo orchestras in the Central Plains, they are a little less elegant, but they are all soul-stirring. Yes, only this kind of rhythm can match the long river with the setting sun and the vast yellow sand.

"I like this place more and more, shall we not leave?" Ji Luoyu smiled.

Yawangjun looked down on her reluctance to leave: "Is it me or you who are worthless, but it's just eating..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.

Those two eyes stared blankly at a girl in front of her. The girl was dressed in peacock green, with agate beads hanging on her ears, willow-leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, graceful figure, agile eyes, and the way she danced to the sound of the flute attracted her attention. Many people, of course there is Yawangjun.

He immediately changed his words: "If you want to talk about this place, it's really pretty good. It's not a bad idea to stay."

Ji Luoyu couldn't see through his little thoughts: "Go ahead, just don't scare them."

He just ran over bumpily. Although the girl was covered and couldn't see the whole picture, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak. Seeing Lord Yawang approaching, she smiled slightly, lowered her head Red cheeks, still singing and dancing.

Mr. Yawang wanted to say hello, but he remembered the language barrier when he was on the verge of speaking, so he had to follow suit and dance, sticking to the girl's body.

The girl took a step back, he took a step forward, and so on and on, the girl was embarrassed and sang to him with a blushing face.

Lord Yawang was dumbfounded, how could he sing to him if he couldn't even speak the local language?

Seeing that he was silent, the girl sang it again, watching the people around who were eager to try, his face turned red and turned pale.

Fortunately, someone rescued him, but it was a female voice that came over.

The crowd naturally gave way, and Ji Luoyu walked over unhurriedly. The girl sang a sentence, and she answered a sentence. There were questions and answers.

The melody was beautiful and the timbre was clear. The singing and dancing around stopped, and the eyes focused on the two of them. This song has always been for men and women, but I don't know that the two girls sang it with a different taste.

Clean, feminine, pure.

After singing, the girl's eyes still stayed on her and refused to leave. She tilted her head and praised with a smile: "It fits well."

There was no beginning or end, Ji Luo presumed that he had heard it wrong, so he leaned forward and asked, "What?"

The girl whispered in her ear: "Clothes, this red dress is a wedding dress that Auntie prepared for me, and it fits you perfectly."

Only then did Ji Luoyu come to his senses, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I only thought that this dress..."

The girl shook her hand, indicating that she didn't need to explain, and she didn't care, so Ji Luoyu had no choice but to swallow it. In order to ease the embarrassment, she randomly found a topic: "So, girl, are you going to get married? Congratulations."

The girl shook her head again: "No, it's just that Auntie urged me to get married, so I rushed to make my wedding dress early."

In this way, she was relieved: "That's good, I'm afraid it will delay your wedding."

"It's okay, you don't look like a local."

"That's right, I'm from it, and it took me over a year to get here."

"Central Plains, I heard it's beautiful there."

Ji Luoyu smiled and said, "It's also beautiful here."

After she finished speaking, she opened the collar, and a name was embroidered with gold thread inside: "Danmu Jinsu, is that your name? I only found out after I went back."

The girl nodded, and Ji Luoyu smiled and said, "The golden croissant under the white clouds is very beautiful."

The girl's eyebrows were curved: "Don't bother, you can call me Jin Jin."

While the two were talking, suddenly the music started again, this time the noise was deafening, people stopped singing and dancing and the instruments in their hands one after another, and looked at the Jiamen, which was two feet high in the royal city, like a pilgrimage.

"What happened?"

Jin Jin pulled her aside, and the people immediately retreated to both sides. Then, the big stone bridge, which could accommodate five carriages driving side by side, instantly vacated a road.

"Tonight is the first day of the Hua'er Festival, and the prince wants to go on a tour with lights on."

"prince?"

"Well, it's fragrant to the prince of the country."

Lord Yawang also stood beside them, shaking Ji Luoyu dishonestly on his shoulder, and asked secretly: "What do you mean by all the words you just said? Tell me."

Ji Luoyu rolled her eyes: "It is said that the dress on me was originally her wedding dress, and she is going to get married, so don't think about it."

"Ah!" He was surprised and only disappointed, "I finally agreed to meet someone who can catch my eye. Oh, do I also want to make a wedding dress for the groom to attract peach blossoms?"

"Don't make trouble, the prince will go on tour later."

A mighty procession came out from the Jiamen. The head of a red-clothed waitress brought something dark, two people lined up behind each holding a stick, and then six musicians stood up in three rows behind. He is leading a white horse with his head held high. The man sitting on it is wearing a silver armor and a red tassel on his head. He looks like the stars and the moon. He is so majestic. He must be the eldest prince. It was a very solemn event, but he was smiling the whole time, and when he looked down, he did not have the arrogance of a nobleman, and his eyes were full of kindness.

There was a car behind him. There was no canopy on the car, no pawns behind the horses, and only a Taoist priest in black robes was sitting on it. From such a long distance, you can still see that his slender eyes are slightly narrowed, as if he is closing them. Repose, no matter how bumpy the carriage and horses are, he remains motionless, looking like a clay sculpture.

Sensing her gaze, Jin Jin explained: "The one in front wearing silver armor and riding a white horse is the eldest prince, and the one riding in a black robe behind is the national teacher."

"The national teacher seems to be non-human."

Jin Jin said with a smile: "Actually, it is the eldest prince who does not eat the fireworks of the world."

"How to say?"

"Don't look at him wearing armor, but he has never been on the battlefield. The eldest prince is obsessed with Buddhism all the year round, and rarely gets involved in government affairs. He can only see his shadow at important gatherings like the Flower Festival. The rest of the time he hides in the river. Practicing Zen and enlightening Taoism in Huangda Tongming Temple, not to mention ordinary people, even the old king would find it even more difficult to see him."

"Buddha?"

Jin Jin saw her stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Counting 49 generations back, our Xiangzhi country really produced a Living Buddha, who was also the eldest prince when he became a Buddha, and he is still enshrined in Datongming Temple in Hehuang where is the golden body?"

"Who?"

"Venerable Yuejing!"

Hearing these four words, Ji Luoyu was struck by lightning, as if the blood all over her body rushed to the top of her head, she became dizzy for a while, at this moment, any gust of wind could knock her down.

As if going around and returning to the same place, why did she not walk out of her palm when she turned around after traveling thousands of miles?

"Lamp—"

The long tune has started, the singing and dancing sound has stopped, the prince is in front, and all people worship.

Everyone knelt down, and Jin Jin pulled Ji Luoyu who was absent-minded: "Sister, get down on your knees, it's time to light the lamp."

Only then did Ji Luoyu kneel down hastily, but his whole body was still shaking uncontrollably, as if he had an ominous premonition.

The so-called bright lantern is to light the glazed lantern in the hand of the premise lantern maid of the prince's guard of honor, so that they can go on tour, which is intended to drive away the darkness and lead the light.

Xiangzhi Kingdom didn't have such rules before. The rules were established by Venerable Yuejing when he was the eldest prince, and they have been followed till now.

Later, after Venerable Yuejing became a Buddha and returned, the lamp was gone, and when later generations held such ceremonies, they had to make another one in imitation of the lamp.

The sky was dark before, so she couldn't see very clearly, but after the lamp was lit, Ji Luoyu realized that the glazed lamp was similar to the one that Yue Weiyang gave her.

It's just not as beautiful as hers.

"Prince on tour—"

When the sound fell, the mighty team walked down the long steps. The prince rode a white horse among the people, chanting scriptures with his hands clasped together. There was no other sound in the world except the ethereal sound of the nine-ring rod.

Everything is silent, and no sound is heard.

Everyone knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and closed their eyes, waiting for the prince to inspect and leave, but the wind from the north of Sichuan, like a naughty child, took off Ji Luoyu's red scarf and sent it to the eldest prince.

God willing.

When Ji Luo realized it was too late, when she raised her head and met the eldest prince's eyes, she panicked.

But the eldest prince also seemed to be wrong, watching her hesitate to speak, he also reined in the white horse under him, his infinitely enlarged eyes were full of disbelief.

Lord Yawang was also surprised, his eyes wandered between Prince Chang and Ji Luoyu. It is impossible for these two people to know each other, right?One is obsessed with Buddhism and the other is not masculine, and it is impossible for them to fall in love at first sight, so why?

It wasn't until Jin Jin noticed something was wrong, and looked sideways at Ji Luoyu who was beside him, and suddenly screamed out.

It also woke up everyone present.

The atmosphere of silence was broken, and there were discussions everywhere.

The eldest prince looked at the scarlet scarf in his palm, then at Ji Luoyu, suddenly got off his horse, clasped his hands together in front of her and said, "My disciple, see the attendant with the lamp."

Ji Luoyu took two steps back, not knowing what happened at all, and looked at Jin Jin begging for help, Jin Jin was also stunned, she knelt down on her knees, she was originally facing the direction of the prince, but now she turned to Ji Luoyu, Said: "See the waiter with the lamp."

His voice trembled, not knowing whether it was fear or excitement.

Immediately afterwards, all the people present, those who saw clearly but those who did not, and those who knew but did not, all turned towards Ji Luoyu's direction and bowed their heads and said, "See the waiter with the lamp."

The national teacher in the car was also awake at the moment, his brows were wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

Ji Luo had no way to retreat, pulled Yawangjun's sleeve, and asked tremblingly, "What's going on?"

Lord Yawang spread his hands, and said in a low voice: "I don't know either. But it's very exciting. It turns out that this is the feeling of being worshiped by the people. If I knew it, I would go with the master."

Her timid eyes swept over the crowd, and finally settled on the eyebrows of the eldest prince, and said: "I am not some kind of lamp-carrying waiter, the eldest prince is afraid that I have mistaken someone, you and I are strangers, so there is no need to show such a great gift."

The eldest prince raised his head and looked at her in surprise: "Impossible, I can't admit my mistake, you are the attendant with the lantern in front of Venerable Yuejing, and your golden body is still in Datongming Temple in Hehuang. I burn incense every day and worship piously, Impossible to admit wrong."

Ji Luoyu shook his head: "I don't know what a lantern attendant is. The prince must have made a mistake." After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Lord Yawang couldn't understand their conversation, but when he saw Ji Luoyu who was about to run away, he grabbed him back: "What happened, why are you running?"

Ji Luoyu couldn't break free from his hand, and was so anxious that tears almost came out: "Quick, let me go."

The eldest prince turned around and patted the horse's back. The white horse immediately knelt down, with its hooves bent, as if waiting for someone to come up.

Wang Zidao bowed reverently again, and said respectfully: "The waiter will follow me to Datongming Temple, and I will show you."

Ji Luoyuzheng didn't know how to answer, and the national teacher behind him became impatient, and finally said: "Your Highness, the light is on the tour, the route has been set, the prince changed it temporarily, I am afraid it is out of courtesy, not to mention, you have to go out with the daughter of a commoner. Riding a white horse is suspected of desecrating the royal power."

"Daughter of a commoner?" The prince immediately lost his benevolent smile after hearing this, and said with cold anger, "The national teacher is old, and her eyes are dim and she can't see her real body. I don't blame you. But how can you open your mouth to blaspheme the royal power, aren't you afraid of blaspheming Buddhism?"

After speaking, he opened his arms and made a gesture of "please". Although Mr. Yawang couldn't understand what they said, he could see the meaning clearly, and pushed Ji Luoyu: "Let's go, get on the horse."

"What horse to get on?"

"Look how hospitable the prince is, don't lose face, go quickly."

Just like that, Ji Luoyu was pulled onto the horse by force, and the horse got up immediately. The prince didn't sit down, but just walked beside him leading the white horse.

He turned back to the national teacher and said: "The bright light has passed, Hua'er will go on tour, so I ask the national teacher to do it for me."

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, he pulled the horse and disappeared into the vast lights.

The reincarnation of the waiter with the lantern appeared in the Xiangzhi Kingdom. This matter is no small matter. Compared with it, what is Huaer going out to patrol? It is the same regulation every year, and it is annoying to death.

On the way, the prince was so overjoyed that he couldn't hold himself back, his brows and eyes were full of joy, and he believed that it was his sincerity to worship the Buddha that moved Venerable Yuejing, so he let the waiter with the lamp show his holiness, guide him, and guide thousands of people in Xiangzhi Kingdom.

But Ji Luoyu was terrified. Hearing him talking endlessly, he had no idea.

Lord Yawang followed closely behind, and couldn't understand what they were saying, but for some reason he was getting farther and farther away from them.

It wasn't until the eldest prince pointed to the mountain in the southwest that he realized where he was going, and he could see the temple on the mountain shining brightly under the star river.

Datongming Temple, there is no time to turn off the lights.

The three walked for a whole night, Ji Luoyu simply fell asleep on the horseback, Lord Yawang also yawned, only the eldest prince had firm eyes and was full of energy.

The sky gradually became transparent, the stars were also looming, and half of the moon disappeared.

The road became more and more rugged as we went up the mountain, and the horse walked unsteadily, almost throwing Ji Luoyu off, but if Lord Yawang hadn't reacted quickly, he would straighten him up again.

Only then did she wake up in a daze, only to find that she had already reached the top of the mountain, and she was only a few steps away from the gate of the temple.

Looking down from the mountain last night, the temple is not that big, but after going up, I found that the Datongming Temple is really magnificent, and I can't see everything as far as I can see.

Mengjue Temple is at least a thousand-year-old temple, so it cannot be compared with it.

She patted the horse's neck and said: "It's fine." Then the eldest prince reined in the reins.

Turning over and dismounting, her legs and feet were lazy, and she pulled Yawangjun, walking extremely slowly.

She seemed to have seen this temple in a dream, but she was not so sure.

Yawang-jun felt that she was a bit resistant to her step-by-step movements. In fact, he was also beating drums in his heart, not knowing what was hidden in this temple.

The eldest prince tied the horse outside the temple and invited the two of them to enter.

Just at this time, the sky is white, and the morning bell and evening drum in the temple have a long lingering sound.

With the first ringing of the bell, she stepped forward with her left foot, but stood still at this moment. The eldest prince was puzzled. When he looked back, there were two lines of clear tears on her face.

Even Lord Yawang noticed something abnormal and stopped moving forward.

When stepping into Datongming Temple, the faint fragrance that hits from all directions is exactly the same as that of Yue Weiyang.

That was how many days and nights she had been lingering in her dreams.

"Your Highness, may I ask what kind of incense is burned in the temple?"