Dominate the world from signing in - Chapter 1077

Parents rarely come out. Naturally, they can’t stay at home all the time.

After packing up the dishes and chopsticks, the Deng family and Chen Liang went out, and the four took a bus to Baoguang temple.

The older generation are more Buddhist. Peng encui goes to the villages and towns near Shacheng to worship every year on Guanyin’s birthday.

Baoguang temple is 18 kilometers away from the urban area of Rongcheng. It is one of the three counties of ancient Shu. It is ranked among the “four Buddhist jungles” in the south. It has an extraordinary position in Buddhism. More than one million people visit and worship it every year.

This ancient temple was built in the Eastern Han Dynasty. After the war, it was rebuilt several times and finally became today’s scale. It is said that emperor Xi of the Tang Dynasty fled to Sichuan because of the Yellow nest uprising. At night, he saw the auspicious light under the blessing tower in the temple, and then dug out a stone box containing 13 relics. Therefore, he changed the name of the temple to “Baoguang Temple”, put the relics under the tower, and changed the name of the tower to “Wugou Jingguan relic pagoda”, also known as Baoguang tower.

It is said that in the ancient earthquake, the pagoda was crumbling, and Buddhists risked their lives to protect it. They moved the emperor of heaven and sent four gods as high as the tower to support around. One of them exerted too much force, and the tower tilted to the West. Therefore, Baoguang tower is known as the “Oriental leaning tower”.

“I’ll just accompany your aunt. You young people don’t have to go around with our old guys.”

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

The four separated in the temple.

“Have you ever been here?”

Chen Liang asked.

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

exactly.

Although Baoguang temple is full of incense, most of the dense pilgrims are elderly people, and young faces are rarely seen.

“I don’t know why my mother believes in these things. It’s better to see pandas.”

Deng he sighed.

Chen Liang smiled.

“Well, look!”

Deng he suddenly pulled Chen Liang’s arm.

“What a lovely little monk.”

Chen Liang looked in the direction Deng he pointed out and soon found a small monk carved in powder and jade.

He was about six or seven years old. Wearing a small patchwork, he uprooted a red flower from the flowers,

Maybe it’s nature. Most people have no immunity to lovely children, not to mention that the other party is still a little monk. It’s interesting to see that shiny little bald head.

“What is he doing?”

Deng he saw that the little monk pulled out the roots of the bright red flowers and quickly ran to a little girl led by her parents. It seemed that he wanted to give the flowers to others.

“The little monk has five unclean roots.”

Chen Liang couldn’t help laughing.

Deng he is neither laughing nor laughing.

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

Her mother was kind. With a kind smile, she touched the little monk’s head, said something, and then took her daughter away.

The little monk stood there alone and watched the little girl go away. He still held the red flower in his hand. He seemed very lost.

Everyone who saw this scene was smiling.

“He’s leaving.”

Seeing the little monk’s lonely turn, Deng he couldn’t help following up.

Chen Liang can only accompany.

They followed the little monk all the way to a towering tree. They saw a middle-aged monk holding a broom and bending over, sweeping away the fallen leaves.

Used to the days of material desires, when I suddenly see such a scene, I can clearly feel the power of washing people’s hearts.

“Master…”

The little monk ran past wrongfully.

The middle-aged and the Shami stood up straight, saw the lost appearance of the little Shami, and then looked at the red flowers in his hand. He said with a smile: “one Zen, you pulled out the flowers planted by martial uncle Sanjie again.”

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

The little monk explained, “don’t you often say that you should know how to share beautiful things?”

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

“Others… Others don’t accept…”

The little monk shriveled his mouth and his lovely bald head drooped.

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

The middle-aged monk asked kindly.

“Because, because she has been staring at me…”

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

The little monk was dejected.

The middle-aged monk smiled but said nothing. He bent down and took the flower from the little monk’s hand, then turned around and carefully replanted it under the big tree.

“Everyone is a flower. When someone passes by, he likes you. He touches your leaves and kisses your petals. At this time, you must not uproot the things under the ground and put them in the light of the sky, and then jump in front of him and say that you will like these roots, too. This is the complete look. Unfortunately, you just can’t do that.”

“Some people just appreciate your petals. It’s not your fault. The world is full of passers-by after waiting for half a lifetime to return.”

The little monk raised his head and looked at the flowers planted by his master again.

The middle-aged monk who took off the flowers again turned around and saw Chen Liang and Deng he standing not far away. They folded their hands, lowered their eyebrows and eyes, and gave a Buddha ceremony.

The little monk looked back and found the two adults who had been following him.

Chen Liang and Deng he saluted back. Without disturbing the teachers and disciples, they quietly turned and left.

“The master must be a man with a story.”

Luohan hall.

Chen Liang smiled.

Deng Heshen nodded with the same feeling.

In fact, under the influence of some public opinion, she doesn’t like these monks who seem to be isolated from the world of mortals in the temple, but the scene just now makes her a little better about this group.

The statue of Luohan hall is full of variety and fun. Its form and expression are rich in changes, and its posture and action are different.

Its forms are fat and thin, old and young, tall and short, beautiful and ugly… Its expression is either happy, or sad, or kind, or glaring, or quiet and dignified, or brave and fierce, or simple and funny, or cunning and sophisticated

Their postures are those who sit upright and join the Zen with their palms closed; Those who hold their knees and are happy; There are those who open their mouth and shake their arms and talk and laugh; At the same time, the style, tone and decoration of their clothes are also different, which are cleverly matched with the character and environment, so that the shapes of more than 500 statues are diverse and have their own purports.

Out of the arhat tower, they ran into Mr. and Mrs. Deng Zhixian.

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

Deng he deliberately said.

“Master?”

Peng encui immediately became interested when she heard the speech.

“Where is it?”

“All right.”

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

There are so many tourists here that he doesn’t want to stay any longer.

“Go somewhere else.”