The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker led Yingying out of the west wing and wandered around the temple. But I feel that spring is bright, and the soft sunlight shines on the roof, ground, and eaves of the temple, reflecting a layer of bright light.

The trees in the temple all sprouted green buds, and the flowers began to bloom. Some flowers couldn't wait and began to bloom.

The two of them watched, laughed, and talked, sometimes surrounding the tree and looking up at the yellowish buds, and sometimes squatting down to smell the rich fragrance of the flowers. They had not been so happy for a long time.

Somehow, there seemed to be an invisible thread that led the two of them to follow the route. The matchmaker leads the way, but Yingying never feels that she is walking wrongly. Instead, she will step in front of the matchmaker when she stops occasionally, but the direction she wants to go is exactly the route that the matchmaker wants to take.

Unknowingly, the two of them walked to the door of the bell tower. They saw the door of the bell tower open. They held the door frame and looked inside. They saw that there was no monk. They looked at each other, smiled, and stepped in the door at the same time. .

This bell tower is a two-story square pavilion with a single eaves on the top of the mountain, a network of columns and brackets, and the structure is really rigorous.

The matchmaker thought about what she said when she parted with her brother, ringing the bell twice. This was an opportunity, so she went straight to the second floor. Yingying was just wandering around and had nothing to do, so she followed him up the stairs.

The two went up to the second floor and saw a big bell hanging on the beam. The matchmaker's eyes lit up, she walked a few steps forward and pulled up the bell to strike the bell. Yingying said curiously: "Hey! You little bastard, What do you want to do again?"

The matchmaker smiled and said, "I want to ring the bell twice."

"It's nothing, why are you ringing the bell?" Yingying frowned and said, "Be careful the monks in the temple come to catch you!" She turned to look at the wind chimes hanging on the four corners of the eaves.

This wind chime is quite exquisitely made. The tongue of the bell is in the shape of a four-petal heart, which is very beautiful. When it is blown by the breeze, the tongue of the bell hits the bell and makes a crisp sound, which is really nice to hear.

While Yingying was nodding her head in appreciation, she heard a muffled sound of "咚~~", and the big bell made a long resonance sound, which spread far away in all directions.

When I turned around, I saw that the matchmaker was trying hard to pull up the bell pestle and was about to hit it a second time.

Yingying said with a smile: "People work as a monk for a day and ring the clock for a day. Are you preparing to become a nun?" After saying that, she covered her mouth with her sleeves and laughed softly.

The matchmaker's face turned red and she said, "I don't want to be a nun!" She thought to herself, how could I see my brother again after becoming a nun? She felt a little sweet in her heart and pushed Zhong Pei forward fiercely. There was a long "dong~~" bell sound, and the two of them laughed, covered their ears and ran downstairs.

Running downstairs, I felt empty for some reason, and seemed to find the door more attractive, so they ran out of the bell tower together.

The sound of these two bells spread far and wide, and naturally reached the Zhuangyuan Store in Hezhong Prefecture.

The piano boy was caressing the horse in a daze. When he heard the two consecutive bells, his heart was shaken. He remembered that when he broke up with the matchmaker sister, the matchmaker said personally that if you have any trouble in the temple, you must go to the bell tower and ring two bells. At the end of the bell, firstly to save the souls of the dead, and secondly to show that the matchmaker is thinking of my brother in her heart. Are the two bells ringing at this time being struck by the matchmaker? Are you just expressing your longing for yourself?

The piano boy stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of the bell outside the store. However, in the clear spring sky, he could only see long white clouds drifting by, and the bell had long drifted away.

The scholar was in the Dharma hall, sniffing the unique aroma of the incense. He didn't even hear clearly what Fa Cong, who was standing by, introduced. He just felt forgetful and overwhelmed. I also felt that there seemed to be a fire in the Dantian under the navel in my abdomen, which was gradually igniting and becoming more and more prosperous. At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of a bell, which seemed to be right above my head. It was like an enlightenment, and I woke up a little.

Shaking his head, he remembered that the doctor in the No. [-] Scholar's Shop said that the previous bell sounded like it was struck by a graceful and pretty young lady. Now he struck it twice more, and a graceful and charming woman suddenly appeared in his mind. No longer caring about anything, he pulled up Fa Cong, who was standing aside and talking softly, and said, "Master, is this the bell from the bell tower? Where is the bell tower? Take Xiaosheng there quickly!"

Fa Cong was eager to leave here, so he took the scholar to the door of the Dharma Hall. Stepping out of the Dharma Hall, he pointed to the bell tower, clasped his hands and said, "Zhang Lang, the bell tower is right here." After saying that, he quickly took a breath.

The scholar immediately picked up his feet and walked away. Fa Cong had no choice but to follow him.

At this time, the matchmaker and Yingying had already rushed out of the bell tower, sniffing the mysterious scent of incense, and ran into a palace.

When the two of them stepped through the door, they immediately felt that there seemed to be a majestic power shrouding the hall, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them, and the two of them suddenly seemed to feel even more thirsty.

The matchmaker looked around and saw countless Arhat statues in front of three walls, with different shapes and lifelike shapes. Some are sitting quietly, some are standing upright; some are subduing dragons, some are crouching down tigers; some are kind-faced, and some are full of anger.

Yingying was also curious about these arhats beside the matchmaker. When she saw the serious ones, she unconsciously grabbed the matchmaker's arm. The matchmaker smiled and said: "Yingying, you are pinching me now, why don't you pinch me anymore?"

"Huh, Bodhisattva is here. Master, I will spare you." Yingying rolled her eyes from side to side and said. I couldn't help but walk inside, wanting to see the whole picture of Arhat.

The matchmaker grabbed Yingying, and the two slowly walked around the Arhat statues. The matchmaker smiled and said: "Yingying, look, I feel at ease now that the Arhat is here!"

"Let you feel at ease, let you feel at ease!" Yingying pretended to pinch the matchmaker, but the matchmaker dodged with a smile and quickly covered her mouth. Yingying also stuck out her tongue and pursed her lips. The two of them suppressed their laughter and slowly After walking slowly for a while, the hot feeling gradually subsided, but I felt quite nostalgic in my heart. I walked out and looked forward, but I saw the Xiangji Kitchen.

The scholar had stepped into the bell tower at this time and saw that there was no one on the ground floor, but there was a faint fragrance of powder in the air. Unconsciously, his heart was shaken and the feeling of heat in his body became stronger. I quickly followed the scent and climbed to the second floor.

On the second floor of the clock tower, except for the big bell, which was still shaking slightly, there was no one there. The scholar felt lost and sniffed a few times, as if he wanted to inhale the scent of powder in the air and imprint it in his heart.

Fa Cong and other scholars came downstairs, and were about to take him to worship elsewhere. The scholar walked towards the pagoda on his own, walked around the corridor again, and went to pay homage to Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and sages. It was exactly according to Fa Cong's instructions. Pre-anticipated route.

Fa Cong followed the scholar, telling a few sentences from time to time. At this time, the scholar seemed to feel that something was missing in his nose, and walked towards the Buddhist hall again.

The matchmaker held Yingying's hand and entered the Xiangji Kitchen. She saw a stone pool and trough for washing dishes and vegetables, as well as a large iron pot for cooking. Yingying has been working in the kitchen since she was a child and is quite curious. The matchmaker is a servant, which is commonplace, but she can only accompany her master to look around.

The matchmaker smiled and said, "Yingying, you are well versed in poetry. Please tell me, why is this place called 'Xiangji'?"

"Buddhist scriptures say that there is a Buddhist country named Zhongxiang, and the Buddha's name is Xiangji." Yingying thought for a while and said, "Xiang is the name of freedom from filth, emitting fragrance; Ji means gathering, accumulating merit. It means that this Buddha is special. Victory and solemnity is made up of the accumulation of many merits and wonderful fragrances. No words or sounds are needed. As long as the nose recognizes the fragrance, one can realize the Tao."

The matchmaker stroked her palm and said, "Oh, I understand. The temple named the kitchen Xiangji Kitchen in the hope that the disciples can gain enlightenment due to the aroma of the rice."

"Well, speaking of fragrance, it's better to go to the Buddhist hall. I think there will be more merit and virtue if the incense is strong there." Yingying said with a smile.

The matchmaker nodded and said: "Yes, the little lady is right, I have already smelled the fragrance!"

The two of them walked out of Xiangji Kitchen hand in hand, and after walking a few steps, they saw the tall eaves of the corridor in front, filled with incense, which was where the Buddhist temple was located.

Yingying sniffed, and the aroma went straight into her heart. She felt that her white bones were light, her cheeks were flushed, and she was very hot. She unconsciously said: "Matchmaker, let's go to the Buddhist temple to play!"