Zhentian coffin

Kuye Temple is the only temple in Kuye Mountain, but Kuye Temple is not a temple with great incense. There are two reasons. The first one is that Kuye Mountain is too high and the road is too rugged. It is said that a big businessman once wanted to open a road. The winding mountain road came up to develop the tourist attractions of Kuye Mountain, but was severely rejected by the monks of Kuye Temple.

The second point is that the monks in the Dry Leaf Temple don’t like to be busy, or they don’t want to make money. There is only one merit box in the entire Dry Leaf Temple, a very dilapidated small wooden box, placed in the main hall, and there are no monks waiting beside it, let alone I may tell you that it costs 100 yuan to burn a stick of incense. As for the so-called distribution centers in other temples, Kuye Temple has no such thing.

The monks in Kuye Temple are also very "lazy". Most people who meet people who come down the mountain will just put their hands together and nod to you, and will not communicate with you. Even if you have to ask him, he will answer you a few words , very few words.

Even the old monk who released the sign in the main hall was indifferent. If you don't walk up to him with the sign, you will never take the initiative to greet you.

The only enthusiastic one is the cafeteria of Kuye Temple, because the cafeteria of Kuye Temple has free food. For those guests who climb to the top of the mountain and enter the cafeteria, the monks will offer a bowl of rice tea, and some pastries such as steamed buns are also available. Take it yourself, they will not ask you if you have donated sesame oil money, they will only tell you that food should not be wasted.

"Old man, the rice tea here is really delicious, much better than the one at the foot of the mountain"

I drank a bowl of rice tea, and immediately squinted my eyes and said to Liu Laodao, this rice tea is a local special food, it is fried with millet, plus seven or eight kinds of ingredients such as sesame are crushed, and then dry fried and used It is made with boiling water, and it has a special taste when you drink it.

The Tea House at the foot of the mountain also sells this kind of rice tea, but the taste is not as good as that of Kuye Temple.

"Yes, rice tea is delicious, I haven't had it for many years"

Liu Laodao sighed, obviously out of nostalgia, this was not the first time he drank this rice tea.

"Liu, Liu Mingchang, you are Big Brother Liu"

Suddenly, an old monk passing by stopped, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and asked in surprise.

Liu Laodao smiled brightly, raised his head, took a look at the man, and said, "You must be Mingxin, long time no see."

"It's really you, Brother Liu, why are you here?"

"Haha, of course I'm here to ask for a debt. I lent you a meal of meat back then, and now it's time to pay it back."

Liu Laodao laughed loudly, the monk blushed immediately, held back, and suddenly didn't know how to answer, the people around looked at each other, and many people whispered.

"Ming Xin, your brother's light is on, why didn't you see it?"

"Brother Liu, brother, he passed away two years ago."

Monk Mingxin clasped his hands together and bowed his head in silence.

"Passed away, hey, it's time to pass away, this year, he should be over 90."

Liu Laodao felt lost. Hearing that a friend of many years had passed away, he was neither sad nor happy. He just lamented the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, they were all old people.

"What, Zen Master Mingdeng passed away?"

However, at this moment, in the cafeteria, someone exclaimed loudly, and when he turned his head, he found Wang Haojie, the severed finger that was going on.

"Master Mingxin, do you mean that Chan Master Deng passed away? Didn't I just come here two years ago, and he was still fine at that time?"

Wang Haojie walked in front of Mingxin in two or three steps, feeling a little out of control.

"Mr. Wang, just a few days after you left, Senior Brother Ming Deng passed away. At that time, Senior Brother Ming Deng told me not to tell you so as not to save you from running back and forth."

Monk Mingxin replied honestly, at this moment, Wang Haojie stood there immediately, his eyes were red, unable to speak a word.

"Where is the grave of the old Zen master, I will pay respects"

"Brother Mingdeng didn't leave a grave. He said that the naked ones will come and the naked ones will leave. The ashes of the senior brother will be enshrined in the Buddhist pagoda on the back mountain. If you want, you can go and pay your respects."

Ming Xin shook his head. It is a very free matter to keep a monk's tomb after death. Some people want to keep it, so they can keep it. If they don't want to keep it, they can enshrine it in a stupa.

Wang Haojie nodded and said he wanted to take a look, then he took the incense candles and went to the back mountain alone.

"Mingdeng pointed out to him, I think he respects Mingdeng very much."

"Mr. Wang was naughty when he was young, and he cut off his finger. The medical conditions were not so good at the time, and the finger was not reattached. As a result, he was bullied by his classmates at school, and his temperament became extremely silent. Later, his mother found Brother Ming Deng, who enlightened him. It took a few days for him to change his temper. After that, he would visit Senior Brother Mingdeng every few years. Every time he came with some problems in life, Senior Brother Mingdeng would give him advice every time. Listen to the story of Mr. Wang’s severed finger. Has it happened, in fact, it was all instructed by Brother Mingdeng."

Monk Mingxin said something and did not hide it, and we suddenly realized that it is no wonder that Wang Haojie respects Zen Master Mingdeng so much. It turns out that he is the guiding light in his life.

"Ming Xin, I have something to discuss with you. How about we master and apprentice staying with you for a while?"

"Yes, but no meat"

Na Mingxin was taken aback for a moment, and then agreed, but also made a request.

"Haha, Mingxin, Mingxin, don't you see that I'm dressed like a Taoist now? I've stopped eating meat a long time ago. Don't worry."

Liu Laodao laughed and said that before he met them, he had not become a Taoist priest, and at that time, there was a lack of material, and there was no oil in his stomach. How could young people not like to eat meat? Unexpectedly, this hobby was remembered by Ming Xin for dozens of years. Year.

"That's good, you come with me, I will arrange a room for you"

Monk Mingxin nodded, obviously relieved, and then took us to the guest room.

There are not many monks in Kuye Temple, only a dozen or so people, but there are seven or eight people living here. These people are here to participate in the meditation class. initiation ceremony.

Before taking refuge, they will follow the master in the temple to practice for a period of time, and do morning classes, exercise, labor, chanting, fasting, etc. with them, usually for a week or ten days and a half months.

Many temples have started this kind of meditation class, which is called ten-day meditation, but the meditation bars in major temples are uneven, and there are even people who use this to make money. The temples that really practice are free, and at the end they will There was an activity of adding sesame oil, more or less resigned, not forced.

As far as I know about this kind of meditation class, the Nanchan Temple in western Fujian is doing better, even to the point where it can't be ranked. The number of participants in the Zen class in Kuye Temple is relatively small, only seven or eight people, and they participate in different classes. No freedom, if you can't stand the pain halfway, you can quit at any time.

Mingxin arranged us in the meditation class. When those people saw a Taoist coming in, they were a little curious, but no one asked any questions. Like the monks in the temple, they rarely talked, and they called each other brothers when they met. age size.

I think they are very interesting, and I want to chat with them, but those people don’t play with me anymore, and the answers are all yes, no, um, etc. They obviously don’t want to talk to me, let me ask for it no fun.

"Give me the paper figurine, and I'll get rid of it for you"

After we put down our luggage, Liu Laodao stretched out his hand and said to me.

"Get rid of it, old man, you won't be so cruel."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The monks are better than us Taoists in the matter of saving innocent souls. They have already arrived at the Dry Leaf Temple. Why do you keep it? Give them some work."

Old Daoist Liu glared at me angrily. Li Mo'er obviously had a lot of ideas, and she was still on her body. Aren't you afraid of accidents? Naturally, it should be resolved quickly.

"Oh, got it"

Liu Laodao made sense, and I immediately handed over the paper figurine.

Then we went to Monk Mingxin again and told the story. Monk Mingxin didn't say anything, but took out a wooden box and put the paper figurine in, saying that it would be placed in the main hall later. They would chant scriptures day and night, and Li Mo'er should be able to comprehend after listening to many Buddhist scriptures.

But Liu Laodao immediately took out another bead, it was the turtle bead, and he asked Ming Xin to offer it together.

"Brother Liu, do you want to use Buddhism to eliminate the evil spirit on this bead? This, this..."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill it, it was sent by the master himself, the karma has been broken, and it is simply to eliminate the evil spirit"

Liu Laodao explained that this turtle bead is the essence of the old turtle, and it is also full of evil spirits. It cannot be taken directly. If it is to be used as medicine, it will have to be processed in a very tedious process. It will be much faster to let the monks chant scriptures to purify. The monks also agreed.

"The last request, just my apprentice, let them participate in your ten-day meditation."

Liu Laodao said with a smile, and pushed me out by the way, I was dumbfounded, old man, I didn't agree to this matter.