Shura Temple

Chapter 164 Tianlong Temple

Zhou Yi still remembers that there is a mountain next to the area of ​​the building complex, and there is a temple on the mountain. This temple has a long history. In the past, Zhou Yi often went up to watch the monks practicing martial arts and self-cultivation from behind the temple. Although the monks Only one old, two young and three people.

Since then, Zhou Yi has been very interested in these things, and he even practiced secretly, which is a bit of a success. Now that I think about it, I can't help feeling a little bit emotional.

As for the temple, Zhou Yi seldom went there before. There were still some monks in the temple at that time, but he only liked martial arts.

He can now achieve what he dreamed of. Although he can now fly over the walls and kill people invisible, his heart is a little empty. Now that he returns to his old place, he finds that the temple is almost deserted, and there is no sound of chanting inside, which is a bit desolate and lonely a feeling of.

"Hey, why is there no sound of chanting? I remember that when I was a child, the sound of chanting was very loud, and it made me uncomfortable." Zhou Yi was a little surprised, shook his head, and said.

"The sound of chanting? When did it happen?" General Manager Wu asked curiously when he heard it.

"About 11 years ago, I often heard it outside the door at that time." Zhou Yi thought for a while and replied.

"11 years ago? I remember that this place has been deserted for a long time. More than ten years ago, I accompanied Mr. Zhou Yu to come here, offered incense here, and gave some alms. When there were the most people here, there were only five or six monks. , how can there be a loud chanting sound, and you can still hear it at the door?" General Manager Wu said in surprise.

"Five or six monks?" Zhou Yi was startled. Looking back now, what he heard seemed to be the sound of hundreds of monks chanting sutras. Will there be only five or six?

But that's right, there are only three monks in the whole group, and counting one host and one cook, there are exactly five. Although he felt strange, Zhou Yi didn't go into the details, and took Tang Yaoyao directly to the gate of the temple. go.

"Tianlong Temple!" The name is quite domineering, but the inside is quite desolate.

Zhou Yi looked at the still simple and solemn door plaque. The red paint around it had almost fallen off. The mottled walls, the moss, the traces of rain soaking, and the traces of weathering all told the long and heavy history of this place.

The gate was tightly closed. Zhou Yi and others walked around and found that everything was closed. It seemed that there was no one inside, or the door was closed to thank guests.

In desperation, Zhou Yi had no choice but to plan to leave.

As soon as Zhou Yi turned around, before he could take a step, he suddenly felt his body became heavy, and he couldn't move his legs, as if he was imprisoned by something, preventing him from moving.

After a while, there was a burst of chanting, as if it was echoing in my ears, the sound entered my ears, and I could hear every word clearly, not as noisy as when I was a child, and I couldn't hear clearly.

"It is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, thoughts, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, touch, and vision. As far as the unconscious world, there is no ignorance, nor the end of ignorance, and even no aging and death, nor the end of old age and death, no suffering and extinction, no wisdom and no gain..."

"Heart Sutra"!Zhou Yi had read some Buddhist scriptures before, and was very familiar with the "Heart Sutra", so he could hear it naturally. At this moment, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the scriptures kept echoing in Zhou Yi's heart.

"Huh? Why do I seem to hear the sound of chanting? Someone is chanting here?" Tang Yaoyao said suddenly.

"You can hear it too?" Zhou Yi was a little surprised and asked hastily.

"Yeah, but it's intermittent, and I can't really hear it." Tang Yaoyao held her breath, felt it carefully, and nodded to answer.

"Can you hear it too?" Tang Yaoyao suddenly realized the word "also" that Zhou Yi said, and asked back.

"Yes, I heard it clearly." Zhou Yi replied directly.

"What about you? General Manager Wu?" Zhou Yi asked again. He and Tang Yaoyao couldn't hear at the same level, so naturally he had to ask the other person.

"Sorry, I really didn't hear anything." General Manager Wu scratched his head and said helplessly.

"Maybe both of you have a relationship with Buddha. I have heard that people who have a relationship with Buddha will hear the scriptures handed down from the past in the temple, and those who hear it will be baptized and blessed. " General Manager Wu said with some envy.

"Really? That's great." When Tang Yaoyao heard it, Zhou Yi could hear it more clearly than she did. He must have more blessings, so he was naturally very happy.

"Let's knock on the door and see if anyone is inside." Zhou Yi sensed an unusual aura, and when he walked towards the gate, the sense of confinement just now disappeared. Seeing that he could walk out, he followed the trend and walked towards the gate go.

Before I had time to knock on the door, I heard a babbling sound, which seemed to come from ancient times, breaking the silence of time. The main door of the temple was opened, and then, an old monk who looked like he was dying but walked very steadily came from inside. walked out.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, I have finally waited for you." The old monk uttered the Buddha's name, with excitement in his tone and a sense of relief.

"Are you waiting for me?" Zhou Yi frowned and asked in an incredible tone.

At this moment, Zhou Yi felt a little disgusted. He hated such mysterious and mysterious things the most. Fate, God's will, fate, etc., he had to control everything in his own hands. , he can feel at ease, leaving these to the so-called God's will, fate, he will have no sense of security, and he doesn't like the feeling of being controlled and powerless to resist.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi was very upset, and a surge of anger rushed into his heart, dispelling the curiosity just now, he immediately pulled Tang Yaoyao, and said directly: "Sorry, I'm not the one you want to wait for!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yi took Tang Yaoyao and turned around to leave. The general manager Wu who was beside him quickly saluted the old monk and left with Zhou Yi.

This time, Zhou Yi didn't feel the resistance just now. Seeing Zhou Yi's unreasonable behavior, the old monk didn't get angry. Instead, he watched Zhou Yi leave calmly and peacefully.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you will come back!" The old monk clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name again, and then closed the door.

"Zhou Yi, what's the matter with you? You're so good, why did you leave suddenly? That old monk didn't offend us too much." Tang Yaoyao was a little puzzled and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know either. Just now, there was a sudden anger, or resentment, which made me feel disgusted and disgusted with him." Zhou Yi replied.

"Angry? Resentment?" Tang Yaoyao felt a little baffled, but since Zhou Yi said so, she would not say anything more.

(End of this chapter)