From Signing In To Dominate The World

Chapter 1077 Master

Parents are hard to come by, so naturally they can’t stay at home all the time.

After finishing the dishes and chopsticks, the Deng family and Chen Liang went out, and the four arrived at Baoguang Temple by car.

The older generation believe in Buddhism more, and Peng Encui will go to the villages and towns near Shacheng to worship every year on Guanyin’s birthday.

Baoguang Temple is 18 kilometers away from the city of Rongcheng. It is one of the three counties of the ancient Shu Kingdom and ranks among the “Four Big Buddhist Jungles” in the south.

This ancient temple was built in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and has been rebuilt several times after the war, and finally reached the scale it is today. According to legend, Tang Xizong fled to Sichuan due to the Huangchao Uprising. At night, he saw auspicious light emitting from the Fugan Pagoda in the temple. Then he dug out a stone box containing 13 relics, and then renamed the temple “Baoguang Temple” and placed the relics. Under the pagoda, the name of the pagoda was changed to “Wuji Jingguan Relic Pagoda”, also known as Baoguang Pagoda.

According to legend, there was an earthquake in ancient times and the pagoda was crumbling. Buddhists risked their lives to protect and moved the emperor. Four gods who were as high as the pagoda were sent to support it. One of them was too strong and the tower tilted to the west from then on, so Baoguang Pagoda is known as the “leaning tower of the east”.

“I’ll accompany your aunt, you young people don’t need to talk to our old guys, just go around by yourself.”

Deng Zhixian seized every opportunity to create a solitary space for a pair of children.

The four were separated in the temple.

“Have you been here?”

Chen Liang asked.

Deng He shook his head and looked at the bustling scene of people in the temple, “You don’t know, I don’t believe this.”

really.

Although Baoguang Temple is full of incense, most of the densely packed pilgrims are elderly middle-aged and elderly people, and young faces are rarely seen.

“I don’t know why my mother believes in these things, so I might as well go see a panda.”

Deng He sighed.

Chen Liang smiled.

“Then, look at it!”

Deng He suddenly tugged Chen Liang’s arm.

“What a cute little monk.”

Chen Liang looked in the direction pointed by Deng He, and soon found a little novice monk carved with powdered jade.

He was about six or seven years old, wearing a small patchwork shirt, and uprooted a red flower in the flower bush.

Perhaps it is by nature. For cute children, most people have no immunity, not to mention that the other party is still a little monk, and the bright little bald head makes people feel funny when looking at it.

“What is he going to do?”

Deng He saw that the little monk plucked the bright red flower and its rhizome, and quickly ran to a little girl who was led by her parents, seemingly wanting to give the flowers to others.

“This little monk is not clean with five roots.”

Chen Liang couldn’t help being so handsome.

Deng He also laughed and laughed.

The little girl was obviously not so generous, she seemed to be frightened by the little monk and hid behind her mother.

Her mother is kinder. With a kind smile, he touched the little novice’s head, said something, and then took his daughter away.

The little novice monk stood there alone, watching the little girl go away, still holding the red flower in his hand, and seemed very disappointed.

Everyone who saw this scene was all smiles.

“He is leaving.”

Seeing the little novice turning around lonely, Deng Heqing couldn’t help but follow.

Chen Liang can only accompany him.

The two followed the little novice monk, all the way to a towering tree, and saw a middle-aged monk holding a broom, bending over, cleaning the fallen leaves.

After getting used to the materialistic days, suddenly seeing such a scene, I can really clearly feel the power of washing people’s hearts.

“Master…”

The little novice monk ran over aggrievedly.

The middle-aged and novice monk straightened up, saw the lost appearance of the little novice, and then looked at the safflower he was holding in his hand, and smiled: “One Zen, you have plucked the flowers planted by Uncle Three Commandments.”

“Master, I want to give it to others.”

The little novice monk argued, “Don’t you often say, do you know how to share beautiful things?”

“Then why are the flowers still in your hands?”

“People… They don’t accept…”

The little novice slumped his mouth, and his lovely bald head slumped down.

“Then why do you want to send her flowers?”

The middle-aged monk asked kindly.

“Because, because she kept staring at me…”

“So you think she likes you, so you want to give her what you like?”

The little novice monk fell dejected.

The middle-aged monk smiled without saying a word, bent over to take the flower from the little novice monk, then turned around and carefully replanted it under the big tree.

“Everyone is a flower. When someone is passing by, he likes you. He touched your leaves and kissed your petals. At this time, you must not uproot the things underneath and put them in the sky. , And then jumped up to him and said that you would like these rhizomes too. This is the complete look. Unfortunately, you just can’t do that.”

“Some people just know how to appreciate your petals. It’s not your fault. This world is so muddled. After waiting for half a lifetime to return, it’s all passing by.”

The little novice monk raised his head and looked at the flower that was planted again by the master.

The middle-aged monk who plucked the flowers again turned around and saw Chen Liang and Deng He standing not far away, with his hands folded, his eyebrows lowered, and a Buddhist ceremony.

The little novice monk turned around, only to find the two adults who had been following him.

Chen Liang and Deng He replied, without disturbing the pair of masters and apprentices, and quietly turned and left.

“That master must be someone with a story.”

Arhat Hall.

Chen Liang smiled.

Deng He nodded in sympathy.

In fact, influenced by some public opinion, she has no good impressions of these monks in the temple who seem to be isolated from the world, but the scene just now made her a little bit different about this group.

The statue of Arhat Hall is full of various poses, full of wit, form and expression, and different postures and actions.

Its forms are fat and thin, old and young, tall and short, beautiful and ugly… Its expressions may be happy and smiling, or sad, kind and kind, or glaring, quiet and dignified, or brave and bold, or honest. Funny, or cunning…

The postures include those who sit upright and put their palms together to participate in Zen; there are those who lift their legs and tuck their knees, and are contented; there are those who open their mouths and shake their arms and talk and laugh vigorously; there are those who close their eyes and hold their cheeks, who are thoughtful… At the same time, the style, tone, and ornamentation of their clothes are also Each is different, and these are ingeniously matched with the character and the environment, so that more than 500 statues have different shapes and different styles, and each has its own purpose.

After leaving the Arhat Tower, the two ran into Deng Zhixian and his wife.

“Mom, we just met a very interesting little monk and a master.”

Deng He deliberately said.

“Grandmaster?”

Upon hearing this, Peng Encui immediately became interested.

“where?”

“All right.”

Deng Zhixian hurriedly interrupted. He belongs to the kind of person who does not believe in but is in awe, and he is not too cold with the so-called master.

There are too many tourists here, and he doesn’t want to stay any longer.

“Let’s go shopping elsewhere.”