My cat has the throne

Granny Hong wrapped the embroidery with red silk for Shangqian, it was already night, Shangqian wanted to go straight down the mountain and drive back overnight.But Granny Hong refused to let her go, saying that the mountain road is not easy to walk, and the stone ladder is slippery at night, so it is not safe to go down, and it is better to go down the mountain during the day.

But Granny Hong's room is small and only has one bed, so she can't stay here to rest.

"People can live in the nearby temple. It should not be closed at this point. Let's go and have a look." Grandma Hong sent the consultation to the door, pointing from a distance, "Everyone is here, the Bodhisattva inside is very spiritual, and many people come to touch the elephant to pray for blessings." Yes, bless you with no disease or disaster. Go."

Grandma Hong's house is not far from the ancient temple with a thousand-year history. Standing in front of the door, she can even see the bright red lights.

Walking slowly to the gate of the temple, just as the monk was about to close the door, he hurried forward and bowed to say hello: "Master, please wait a moment, may I stay here for one night?"

On the opposite side was an old monk wearing a yellow monk robe. He looked up and down and discussed, "The benefactor is still on the mountain at this time?"

Holding the cat in his arms and carrying the embroidery on his back, Shangqian nodded, "Come to find Grandma Hong to get the embroidery. It's dark and the road is not easy to walk. I want to rest on the mountain for one night, and I will go down the mountain tomorrow. I hope Master will take it in for you. Trouble."

The teacher's father's somewhat cloudy eyes stayed on Mao Mao for a long time, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Mao Mao's head twice.

"Of course, safety is the first priority. The gate of the mountain does not reject people with predestined relationship. Come in." The teacher and father turned around, came in after discussing, and closed the gate, "Come here, if you don't go to the Wuliang Temple, you will regret it. Little benefactor, just old monk I'm going to close the door of Wuliang Hall, would my little benefactor want to go with me?"

The Wuliang Hall is what Grandma Hong said, it is a hall where Bodhisattvas can be touched and prayed for blessings.

It is said that the reason why it is named Wuliang is because the whole hall is built entirely of bricks without using a single piece of wood. 【1】

Most of the pilgrims come here for the Wuliang Temple.It is said that everything is responsive and very effective.

If you have an obstacle in your heart, you naturally hope to realize it.Shang Ke nodded happily, "Thank you, Master!"

Walking through halls and halls, going up and down steps, surrounded by cigarettes, discussing being in it, I feel relaxed and troubled.

"The Bodhisattva rides an elephant to help the world, and saves all living beings. With this mountain as a Taoist place, there are also Samantabhadra and compassionate sailors at the foot of the mountain." While walking and closing the doors of the halls, the teacher and father talked about Zen with Shangqian at the same time, "All living beings in the world have What you want, come here, there are those who get what they want, and those who are disappointed; there are those who let go of relief after being disappointed, and there are those who never give up and ask hard.”

The discussion seemed to understand but not understand, nodding all the way.

In front of the gate of the Wuliang Hall, the teacher and father stopped, "Those who don't have a wish don't have to go in. Little benefactor, go and pray to my Buddha for your wish."

In the important place of Buddhism, he discussed putting down the cat, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to the teacher and father.

Maomao squatted on the ground, looking at the back of the discussion.

Stepping into the hall, discussing under the gaze of the Bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows, there is an unspeakable emotion in my heart, and at the same time I feel that time and space overlap——

Fu Si also stood in front of the Yuhua Temple. At that time, he may have made a wish.

His heart is like mine, and he thinks, as long as he is alone, he is safe.

One person, safe, that one safe.

Discuss worshiping in front of the Bodhisattva statue, and then move to the holy image standing on the side of the hall.

It is said that touching the elephant body and surrounding it for a week can relieve disasters and diseases, and there are no taboos.

Start from the head of the elephant, close your eyes, and slide your fingertips over the trunk, belly, and tail of the elephant. The steps are slow, each step is solemn and solemn, and you circle around, and finally return to the elephant head.

Discuss the silent prayer, the Bodhisattva is merciful, please take pity on that child, he will be free from illness and disaster.

Bodhisattva, if you can hear, please bless the child in your heart.

Fu Si, Fu Chenyin.

Shangqian whispered the name that made his heart linger, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a meow, opened his eyes, and saw Maomao following his feet, looking up at the elephant, and looking up at Shangqian.

Mao Mao also circled around and read out the names of those who wish to be blessed by the Bodhisattva.

That person may not understand, but the Bodhisattva must know.

That meow sounded extraordinarily solemn and solemn in the Buddhist hall, and I was stunned for a moment after discussing it.After recovering, he picked up the cat and exited the hall, and apologized to the teacher: "Master, I didn't restrain the cat and offended the holy place of Buddhism."

The old teacher shook his head, "In my Buddha's eyes, all living beings are equal. The little benefactor has something to ask for, but how could he know that the cat didn't ask for it? As long as the heart is sincere, the Bodhisattva will know."

The teacher and father closed the door of the Wuliang hall, and took Shangqian to the meditation room at the back to rest.

The Buddhist gate is clean and simple, just like a snow cave in a Zen room.There are not many pilgrims at this time, and most of those who come to worship live in nearby folk hotels.It is discussed that one person sleeps in one meditation room, so there is no need to house another cat.

Teacher and father told Shangqian to be careful not to catch cold from the candle flame at night, then close the door and leave. Shangqian lay down on the bed with his head facing outwards, and by the faint light of the candle, he could see that the white wall was not pure white, but had nails or stones left on it. Engraved characters.The white ash was scraped off, revealing the gray of the wall below, like bruises on the skin.

Unable to fall asleep anyway, Shangqian turned over and leaned against the wall, carefully distinguishing the writing on it.

I probably carved it in a hurry, or I was restless during the engraving, and the strokes were crooked. There are more than [-] characters, and it took a long time to read them out. They are two sentences.

——Probably too late to give the gift to the child, what a pity.

——Save him, Bodhisattva, save him!

Although the handwriting is also messy and distorted, but discussing intuition, these two sentences were written by two people, and it is very likely that they were written at different times.

Shangqian turned over and lay down, hugged Maomao tightly, and let out a long sigh.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, you can't keep it if you can't ask for it. Not only the Buddha statues, but even the walls of the temples have witnessed the suffering of all living beings.Before the disaster fell on their own heads, no one would believe that it was themselves who were not favored by gods and Buddhas and suffered misfortune.

Stories of suffering happened and still happen to some people today.

Discussion fell into a deep sleep, praying selfishly, life is hard, but don't befall Fu Si.

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