Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 313
Along the way, Qingran was forced by Xie Ying'an to eat a lot of food. When he arrived at the destination, Qingran felt [-]% full.

Mr. Xie, who was sitting in the co-pilot, only felt his teeth sore, but couldn't help but look behind him several times through the rearview mirror inside the car.

He knows his grandson's personality best. This guy is young and old, with a straight face all day long, and it was difficult to make him laugh when he was young.

This time, just looking at the little girl, there is a smile that can't be hidden in his eyes, he really hasn't seen it before.

Ugh!
Everything in this world, indeed, has always been one thing descending one thing.

They set off early, and when they arrived at their destination, it was only after seven o'clock in the morning.

The driver parked the car in the parking lot, and Xie Ying'an and Qingran helped Mr. Xie walk towards the forehead of Fanchen Temple.

Mr. Xie has always been dissatisfied with his old age. He doesn't like being supported to walk at all, and the expression of refusal is very obvious on his face.

But looking back at his grandson's expression of "it's best not to let me help, I can still hold Qingran's hand", he changed his mind instantly.

In front of the Fotang Temple, it is better not to talk about love and love, after all, monks are most taboo about emotions and desires.

This time is still very early, because it is hot in summer, everyone will choose to come earlier, so although there are not many people who come to worship Buddha at this time, there are still one after another.

The Fanchen Temple is built on the top of a high mountain, and it is just in front of the Buddha after walking a thousand stone steps.

When he actually walked up to the stone steps, Mr. Xie refused to let the two of them help him. His expression was serious, and there was a sense of awe in his expression: "Sincerity leads to spirit!"

After all, he ignored the two juniors and stepped up the stone steps steadily.

Qingran and Xie Ying'an looked at each other, Xie Ying'an tried hard to suppress the strange feelings about Fanchen Temple, and together with Qingran, they also stepped up the stone steps behind Mr. Xie.

The stone steps are not steep, but when climbing nearly [-] stone steps, Qingran is still out of breath, sweating profusely, almost unable to move his feet.

In the era of elevators, who has climbed so many steps?
Mr. Xie, who was walking in front, had already moved a long distance away from them, and he had probably reached about the [-]th stone step.

The old man is very principled in his work. After he said that sincerity leads to spirit, he went up the stairs and never looked back.

Xie Ying'an, who followed Qingran without taking a breath, kept pace with her along the way and did not walk fast. Seeing that Qingran could not walk anymore, he walked up to her and squatted down: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

Qingran's eyes fell on the boy's broad back, and then at the stone steps that she had just walked one-fifth of in front of her. There was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, and she staggered to the right.

"Don't!" She refused: "Grandpa said, only the heart is sincere, I want to go up by myself."

She came here today to ask for something.

Xie Ying'an took a deep look at her, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak again.

It is estimated that being rejected feels a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, Qingran walked towards Xie Ying'an, went up a few more stone steps, reached out and took his hand quietly.

Xie Ying'an seemed to have premeditated it, and his face remained calm, but when Qing Ran just took his hand, he quickly separated her fingers, and the two of them clasped their fingers tightly.

Qingran: "..."

That is to say, this guy is very good at pretending to be pitiful recently!

Fortunately, the clothes Qingran wore today had relatively wide sleeves, more than enough to cover the hands they held.

After climbing dozens of stone steps, the sound of chanting suddenly came from my ears, accompanied by the beating of wooden fish, and the sound entered my ears.

Hearing this voice, Xie Ying'an frowned slightly, and the hands they held each other unconsciously tightened.

Qingran was keenly aware of the abnormality, and asked him softly: "What's wrong?"

But for a moment, Xie Yingan shook his head: "It's okay..."

He just felt that the sounds of chanting scriptures and beating wooden fish were very familiar, but he had obviously never been here. It should be said that he had never been to a temple since he could remember.

Qingran stopped talking, calmed down his shortness of breath and focused on climbing the stone steps.

When she climbed to about [-] stone steps, Qingran was really exhausted. Her legs were trembling and she couldn't walk, she sat down on the stone steps and looked behind her.

No wonder she stands tall and sees far. She is not that high at this height, and she can already have a panoramic view of the mountains and mountains in the distance.

Although it is not so beautiful, looking at it for a while can also calm people down.

Xie Ying'an sat on the stone steps beside her, clenched his hands into fists and lightly beat her trembling legs: "Exit."

He pretended to frown, and tried his best to hide the smile on his lips: "If you don't run with me in the morning during this time, what do you think of your poor physical strength?"

The force of the beating on the legs was neither light nor heavy, but it relieved the soreness very well. Qingran shook his head weakly: "It's too high, I really can't walk..."

As soon as the words fell, I heard the melodious and far-reaching ringing of the bell again, bang bang bang, three times in full.

After the sound of the bell struck, the sound of chanting scriptures and wooden fish had disappeared, and there was no other sound in the surrounding area, only the lingering sound of the bell and chime, lingering and reverberating in the air.

Qingran's fingertips trembled, feeling that this was a scene that was so familiar that it made the scalp tingle.

It was also at this time in the dream, the lingering sound of the bell and chime disappeared, and in the silence, an old man's voice suddenly came.

What did the old man say?She closed her eyes and tried to remember.

Oh.

The old man said: "Young man, you have already walked half of the stone steps in one breath, why don't you rest?"

In the end, no one answered him, and then the old man's sigh seemed to be empty in his ears, accompanied by a compassionate Buddha's name.

Qingran suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and looked around.

There is no figure of Buddha around, it is just a dream after all.

Xie Ying'an didn't understand, so she stood up and followed her to look around, and suddenly heard her say: "Xie Ying'an, I can't walk anymore, can you carry me?"

With little hesitation, Xie Ying'an answered "Yes".

The girl's soft body was on his back. The tireless young man seemed to be full of strength at the moment, and could step two stone steps at a time.

Third step, fifth step, twelfth step... 29th step... 38th step... 54th step... 120 ninth step...

Qingran wrapped his arms around Xie Ying'an's neck, but his eyes kept counting the stone steps under his feet.

The young man has already walked more than 150 stone steps. Instead of feeling tired, he walked faster and faster.

When he reached nearly [-] stone steps, Xie Ying'an was only breathing heavily, but he was still able to walk steadily.

At this moment, Qingran finally believed that the dream she thought might not be a dream at all.

The man who walks thousands of stone steps with 'her' in his arms and keeps saying that he is seeking an afterlife is very likely to be Xie Ying'an.

But what happened?Why ask for an afterlife?

(End of this chapter)