170 Chapter 1
Ma'er, when he turned the last corner, there was a "wheeze", that is, he was no longer willing to move forward, and looked up, not far ahead, covered by mountains, it was the "Hanging Temple" The location, no doubt.
Where the winding path leads to a secluded place, micro swifts fly together.
This scene is ethereal and lofty, just like eight years ago.
Listening to the sound of peaceful bells ringing in this temple, it is silent and far away. The five-storey bell and drum towers are playing tightly with drum music. It can be seen that the floating sandalwood smoke outside the temple is gradually dissipating to the heights. , There are good men and women prostrate on the open space in front of the temple, all holding high incense, kneeling and prostrating their long heads towards the gods and Buddhas in the temple, opening and closing their mouths, chanting blessings, longevity and auspiciousness.
Rong Yu called Xian'er aside in a low voice, and told him to go to the apse, find a place to tie the horse, lift his feet, and step into the temple.
Stepping into the hall, I saw that in front of my eyes, there were carvings of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui in the main hall of the temple, and there were engraved reliefs of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, standing upright there. .
At this time, Rong Yu was alone, dressed in plain clothes worn by ordinary people, walked to a futon, and knelt down.
Although this Rong Yu never believed in fate, he only thought that these were just games to fool those ordinary people, but this time, he really wanted to come here to be a 'commoner'.
Quietly in front of the Buddha statue, like those pilgrims who came to this temple, put your hands together, slowly closed your eyes, and silently appealed to piety in your heart.
At this time, Abbot Wuchen slowly stepped out from behind the seated Nanpenglai Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva on one side of the altar, holding a string of Bodhi Buddha beads in his left hand, and a volume of rubbings of the Diamond Sutra in his right hand.
Abbot, with just one glance, he can tell: at this moment, the person kneeling upright on the futon is the prince of the Northern Border Kingdom, there is no doubt about it. Then, the Dashi lowered his head and smiled, and walked over slowly.
Putting your hands together in front of your chest, holding the scriptures in your hands, you bowed and handed them over.
"Thank you, Master."
Rong Yu hurriedly reached out to take the ode, and asked the virtuous man beside him to pick it up.
Seeing this, the great man Wuchen smiled faintly at Rong Yu, raised and lowered his eyelashes, bowed his head respectfully, and said in a calm voice: "Please come this way."
Rong Yu knew: the master recognized him, so he also got up.
Sui Wuchen walked through the main hall of the temple, bypassed the Linglong Seat Jifan gauze tent with thorns and lotuses in one breath, and went straight to the fasting place in the backyard.
The backyard is an independent house. Although it is not big, it is a blessed place where warblers sing and birds sing, and the curved water flows. There are patterns of Xumi carved everywhere. Leaping with colorful flow.
The journey was tortuous, and finally, seeing this Wuchen, he stopped in front of a side room door.
"Please."
Master Wuchen raised his hand, bowed, and whispered to Rongyu.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Rong Yu, facing Wu Chen, bowed his head slightly, also secretly looking solemn.
Raising his hand, he waved lightly at his personal servant, Xian'er, and Xian'er immediately took the order to retreat.
Raising his hand lightly, he pushed the door open and walked in. The scenery and furnishings in the room were the same as eight years ago.
"This is, before, a house specially reserved for your lord."
Just listen, on the side, the great man Wuchen, opened his mouth slowly, and explained to Rongyu.
Dear readers~ Qizai heard that there will be thunderstorms tomorrow~ So, babies who have the same coordinates as Qizai, you must remember to go out tomorrow: bring an umbrella~ Other babies, everyone should pay attention to heatstroke~ The last update Finally rushed out ~ Qizai feels tired eyes today T_T waving ~ okay ~ no more to say ~ see you tomorrow everyone!
(End of this chapter)
Ma'er, when he turned the last corner, there was a "wheeze", that is, he was no longer willing to move forward, and looked up, not far ahead, covered by mountains, it was the "Hanging Temple" The location, no doubt.
Where the winding path leads to a secluded place, micro swifts fly together.
This scene is ethereal and lofty, just like eight years ago.
Listening to the sound of peaceful bells ringing in this temple, it is silent and far away. The five-storey bell and drum towers are playing tightly with drum music. It can be seen that the floating sandalwood smoke outside the temple is gradually dissipating to the heights. , There are good men and women prostrate on the open space in front of the temple, all holding high incense, kneeling and prostrating their long heads towards the gods and Buddhas in the temple, opening and closing their mouths, chanting blessings, longevity and auspiciousness.
Rong Yu called Xian'er aside in a low voice, and told him to go to the apse, find a place to tie the horse, lift his feet, and step into the temple.
Stepping into the hall, I saw that in front of my eyes, there were carvings of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui in the main hall of the temple, and there were engraved reliefs of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, standing upright there. .
At this time, Rong Yu was alone, dressed in plain clothes worn by ordinary people, walked to a futon, and knelt down.
Although this Rong Yu never believed in fate, he only thought that these were just games to fool those ordinary people, but this time, he really wanted to come here to be a 'commoner'.
Quietly in front of the Buddha statue, like those pilgrims who came to this temple, put your hands together, slowly closed your eyes, and silently appealed to piety in your heart.
At this time, Abbot Wuchen slowly stepped out from behind the seated Nanpenglai Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva on one side of the altar, holding a string of Bodhi Buddha beads in his left hand, and a volume of rubbings of the Diamond Sutra in his right hand.
Abbot, with just one glance, he can tell: at this moment, the person kneeling upright on the futon is the prince of the Northern Border Kingdom, there is no doubt about it. Then, the Dashi lowered his head and smiled, and walked over slowly.
Putting your hands together in front of your chest, holding the scriptures in your hands, you bowed and handed them over.
"Thank you, Master."
Rong Yu hurriedly reached out to take the ode, and asked the virtuous man beside him to pick it up.
Seeing this, the great man Wuchen smiled faintly at Rong Yu, raised and lowered his eyelashes, bowed his head respectfully, and said in a calm voice: "Please come this way."
Rong Yu knew: the master recognized him, so he also got up.
Sui Wuchen walked through the main hall of the temple, bypassed the Linglong Seat Jifan gauze tent with thorns and lotuses in one breath, and went straight to the fasting place in the backyard.
The backyard is an independent house. Although it is not big, it is a blessed place where warblers sing and birds sing, and the curved water flows. There are patterns of Xumi carved everywhere. Leaping with colorful flow.
The journey was tortuous, and finally, seeing this Wuchen, he stopped in front of a side room door.
"Please."
Master Wuchen raised his hand, bowed, and whispered to Rongyu.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Rong Yu, facing Wu Chen, bowed his head slightly, also secretly looking solemn.
Raising his hand, he waved lightly at his personal servant, Xian'er, and Xian'er immediately took the order to retreat.
Raising his hand lightly, he pushed the door open and walked in. The scenery and furnishings in the room were the same as eight years ago.
"This is, before, a house specially reserved for your lord."
Just listen, on the side, the great man Wuchen, opened his mouth slowly, and explained to Rongyu.
Dear readers~ Qizai heard that there will be thunderstorms tomorrow~ So, babies who have the same coordinates as Qizai, you must remember to go out tomorrow: bring an umbrella~ Other babies, everyone should pay attention to heatstroke~ The last update Finally rushed out ~ Qizai feels tired eyes today T_T waving ~ okay ~ no more to say ~ see you tomorrow everyone!
(End of this chapter)
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