Lanling covered the moon

This White Horse Temple is the first temple funded by the royal family after Buddhism was introduced into the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Incense is flourishing all year round, wooden fish are thumping, and the sound of Buddha is lingering.Devoted men and women hold incense, kneel at three steps, and kowtow at nine steps, devoutly worshiping the temple hall on the top of the mountain.

"Brother, this Buddhist temple is so big! I thought there were enough Buddhist temples in Jiankang, but the temples in Yecheng are so tall and big!" Little Zheng Er climbed to the middle of the mountain with a blushing face in the cold There was a white air mass in the air, rubbing your hands and looking back at the road when you came, winding up, the place where you got off the carriage has become a small point before you know it.

"Little girl, you haven't climbed to the top, and you haven't seen the gate of the main hall of the White Horse Temple. How do you know that the temple is so big?" Cuiniang was out of breath and couldn't walk anymore. He picked up a branch from the side of the road and pulled her back and forth.

"Hee hee, Cui Niang, listen up, you haven't even seen the shadow of this temple, the sound of the bell striking has already spread from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, one after another, spreading all over the mountains and plains, such a temple is not big , then there would be no great temple.”

Zheng Er was very clever, trotted and rushed to the front, while explaining to Cuiniang behind.

"My lord, this girl is as smart as you when you were young, and she is much more diligent than you, my lord. I haven't missed the homework I gave her in a day. In fact, when I grow up with someone, I become wild and refuse to work hard." Your dude is different!"

Mr. Liu had a new student, so he tried his best to count down this ten-thousand-year-old student.

Ha ha. . . . . .Xiao Zimo, who was in high school, was called by his teacher again. With a few small steps, he picked up Zheng Er who was in front of him, shouted like flying, and ran away like a puff of smoke.

"Ah~~~~~~Brother, run slowly!" Zheng Er grabbed Zimo's back and saw that he had reached a very high place, and covered his eyes with his little hands in fright.

"Here we are." Zi Mo patted Zheng Er on the back, and put down the fluffy little girl wrapped in a small cloak.

Wow. . . . . .As soon as Zheng Er turned around, under the blue sky was the majestic temple gate.Inside the gate, there are Tianwang Hall, Great Buddha Hall, Daxiong Hall, Jieyin Hall, Qingliang Terrace, and Bisheng Pavilion in order from front to back.The main hall of the temple is a single-eave Xieshan style, about 5 rooms wide from east to west, and [-] rooms deep from north to south.

"My lord, you should hold this incense carefully. When you enter the hall, you have to be respectful and sincerely worship, you know?" Cuiniang prepared incense for everyone, and led them into the Hall of Heavenly Kings. "

"Manjusri Bodhisattva, Cui Niang, the believer, specially brought my young master here today to offer incense." Cui Niang muttered, and pulled Zi Mo to kneel on the futon, "My young master is pure and kind by nature, but it's just the past few years. Unfavorable, always in danger, believers are very worried, hope that the Bodhisattva's Dharma is boundless, and bless my young master to be safe and safe, and turn disasters into good luck!" Cui Niang knocked her head heavily on the ground holding incense, and kowtowed several times, and looked up to see her son. Still staring at her blankly, he dragged Zimo to kneel down together, while talking about my young master's ignorance, the Bodhisattva should be blamed, and waited for Zimo to finish prostrating his head and insert the incense into the tribute platform.

Zimo thought in his heart that if the current emperor wanted to kill her, the Bodhisattva would be helpless, but Cuiniang stared at her, so he respectfully worshiped one statue from the other side of the main hall until all the three Bodhisattvas in the hall were covered. I prayed over and over.

"Enen, it's right for you to worship seriously, my son. Next, go to the Temple of Heaven and Buddha. Maitreya Bodhisattva is also merciful. You must be in awe, my son, and don't play tricks." Cui Niang led Xiao Zimo, and also took care of Liu Mr. Zheng Er and Zheng Er also respected the Buddha, they knocked down one hall after another, and when they reached the reception hall, they were exhausted.

Zi Mo leaned against Zheng Er, and Zheng Er leaned on Zi Mo with his head tilted. Both of them sat lazily and loosely on the big ginkgo tree stump at the back door of the hall, with their arms and legs stretched out, unable to walk anymore.

There is a cool breeze on the mountain, blowing the leaves leisurely, circling and flying to people's shoulders and heads.Hee hee, Xiao Zheng'er has a small leaf stuck on her face, and she is silly and laughs with Zi Mo, the sunset is soft in the evening, Zi Mo thinks this is the most beautiful time.

Mr. Liu Guan was sitting on the grass, and wanted to take out the flagon for a drink. He put his head on his shoulder. Seeing that it was Cui Niang, he curled his lips helplessly: "I was so angry just now, It's all right now, and I'm still asleep." Liu Guan shook his head, his knees ached from kneeling all the way here, this woman is troublesome!

"Hehe, Cui Niang is so beautiful when she's not talking... I don't think my Cui Niang will grow old." Zi Mo looked at the two of them and smiled.

"My lord, stop talking nonsense. This woman doesn't study much, so she will take it seriously. When she wakes up, she should be jumping up and down again." Mr. Liu Guan said so, but he remained motionless and let Cui Niang lean on him.

There is a small gate behind the Jieyin Hall, which is the boundary between the outer hall and the inner hall of Baima Temple. Generally, tourists will stop when they arrive at the Jieyin Hall.

A group of novices in cassocks hurried past them and entered the small door.Zimo looked inside for a while, it seems that the inside is a place for doing things.

"Oh, Zheng Er, it's not a pity if you say it's a pity. The real fun of this White Horse Temple is inside the small gate. This temple only has the outer hall with four treasures for visitors to visit. Jing Pavilion, Qiyun Pagoda Courtyard, Sixth Patriarch Hall, and inscriptions are hidden." Zimo rested his cheeks and looked at the extremely busy novice monks, feeling a little disappointed.Her eyes couldn't help looking behind the small door, worrying and worrying, it was rare to come here, and no one in the scripture pavilion could go to get out of class, which really whetted Zimo's appetite.

"Brother, brother, but no one is allowed to wait in the back, we should go back later, Cui Niang said that I will make something delicious for us in the evening." Zheng Er knew that the older ADHD boy looked at Zi Mo's little eyes. Xiao Zimo is about to start restless again, and he is going to take delicious food to stabilize Xiao Zimo's already restless heart.

"Tsk... Let's sneak in and have a look, how about it?!" Xiao Zimo proposed with sparkling eyes.

"Ah? But..." Before Zheng Er finished speaking, Xiao Zimo dragged her up, "Hey, Cuiniang, Mr. Liu, my younger sister Zheng Er said she hasn't gone to the wishing well yet. Well, you rest first, I will accompany Zheng Er to make a wish and come back~" Xiao Zimo probably hadn't played for a long time, Zheng Er was so excited that he was so excited, he used his little sister as a shield and hugged him Zheng Er let go of her stride and ran away.

"Hey?! Young Master, Young Master!! You, come back soon~~~~" Cui Niang waved a handkerchief and called behind Zi Mo, poor Xiao Zi Mo, just like Chong Chong, had long since disappeared.She carried Zheng Er around the temple's ancient trees a few times, and then stopped outside a wall surrounded by red brick and painted walls.

Pooh!Xiao Zimo spat twice into the palm of his hand, ready to move his muscles and bones to climb the wall in the inner hall of the White Horse Temple.

"Brother, brother?" Zheng Er opened her big innocent eyes and pulled Zimo's clothes, looking at Xiao Zimo in astonishment, as if she was surprised by this handsome, mature and stable man who usually looks like this. She was startled by his actions, she didn't expect that the almost perfect brother in her heart would have such a mischievous appearance, she suddenly forgot to blink her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zimo asked her.

"Do you really want to climb in?"

"Of course, that door is guarded by novice monks. Why don't we dig a hole if we don't climb the wall?" Zheng Er couldn't climb, so he slapped his head, that's all, with tears in his eyes, he decided to let go of this nostalgic fun, then hugged Zheng Er again, performed lightness kung fu with a swish, and instantly jumped over the low wall easily, like a piece of land. Feathers, the sound of the wind blowing to the ground.

. . . . . .Zheng Er didn't even utter a cry of surprise, she had already slipped into the inner hall of the temple with Zi Mo, everything happened so fast, the little girl had no reaction other than blinking her eyes.

Zimo hugged Zheng Er in his arms and covered her small face. Seeing someone coming, he hid behind a hundred-year-old tree. When someone left, he took Zheng Er's hand, and the two wandered around In the courtyard of the inner hall of the huge Baima Temple, where there are almost no tourists, you are comfortable and comfortable, shuttling through the paths paved with cobblestones.Turning east and west, looked at the inscriptions, slipped into the Sutra Pavilion, and then saw that there were no martial arts treasures, all kinds of Sanskrit scriptures, Xiao Zimo slipped out again without anyone noticing, full of pride, Zi Mo carried Zheng Er, who was tired from walking, and picked many strange plant branches for her. Although there are no flowers in this winter, the ancient trees in Baima Temple are very rare, only leaves, Zheng Er, little girl Also holding a handful of green leafy quilts on his back.

Zheng Er was tired from playing, clutching all kinds of branches in his hand, and was humming Jiangnan ditties, and slowly fell asleep with his head down on Zimo's back.

Hehe, Xiao Zimo looked back at the little girl who was already dozing off, thinking that it was getting late, so he planned to go back, and walked hurriedly all the way to the Qiyun Pagoda Courtyard.

The sound of worshiping Buddha in Qiyun Pagoda courtyard is bursting, and they are all the voices of women chanting Buddha. Presumably this is the famous bhikkhuni ashram of Baima Temple.Zimo saw the incense burning inside, but she didn't look inside carefully, she lived in that nunnery before she was five years old, and when she passed the gate of Qiyun Pagoda courtyard, all kinds of past events flashed in her mind.In a daze, Zimo bumped into a nun.

"Oh Amitabha." The bhikkhuni saluted, and Zimo quickly apologized.

When she looked up, the nun was about thirty years old, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, she looked very familiar.

"Good, good, is the benefactor here to do things in the inner hall? The Buddhist gate is pure, please don't intrude." After the nun finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Master Jinghui?" Zimo couldn't help calling out.

"Who are you?" The nun turned her head and looked at Zimo, but she couldn't recognize her.

"Master Jinghui... Me! You were always with me when I was a child, do you remember? Me..." Zimo couldn't finish his sentence in a moment of excitement .

Thinking about more than ten years ago, this master Jinghui was also a young nun who just started in her teens. The nunnery teacher often sent Zimo to Jinghui to take care of. Girl, it's hard for her to take a baby with her.

"... Su'er?... Are you Gao Su, Gao Xiaoguan?" Master Jinghui was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, Sister Jinghui, it's me! Xiaoguan has met Sister Jinghui!" Zimo bowed and was about to salute, but Jinghui hurriedly helped her up: "I can't bear it, I can't bear it, Mr. Gao, A poor nun really can't afford your big gift." Jinghui never thought that after being separated for more than ten years, they would meet again by fate.Thinking that I was a monk when I was young, and I still have such a fate with this child, I am extremely excited.

Zimo was also very moved, although Jinghui didn't take care of her like a good wife and mother in the temple, and would yell a few times when Zimo got bored with the quilt, but Zimo, who was still in his infancy, was raised by this nun all the way , and woke up hungry in the middle of the night, and only Jinghui would feed her with goat milk, bit by bit, never forgotten.

"Master Gao, you are already eighteen now, life is so fast... Looking at that child back then, who is so tall and big now, in Jinghui's heart... really..."

Master Jinghui was wiping away tears, she thought that Zimo's little troublemaker was arguing, which affected her practice, but why didn't she miss Zimo when he left the nunnery?Later, when Gao Cheng met Ci Dongbaitang, the presiding master was too afraid of getting involved, so he didn't allow the nuns who knew about it back then to mention it again. She wanted to see Zimo, but it was inconvenient for her to become a monk.

"Is the teacher okay? I haven't visited for a long time." Zimo still remembered the kindness of the teacher, but he was still unwilling to stay in this era in those years, so he picked things up everywhere to see who wouldn't Tossing hard at the sight, as soon as someone said that the children of the nunnery rushed up to fight with the mountain children outside the nunnery, it also made the teacher unbearable, and being expelled by a letter was nothing special, very childish .Zimo couldn't help crying when he thought of those years.

"Master, she is well, please worry about it. Thinking about it, it is like a big dream. At that time, Su'er was so big... If your mother saw it, she would be able to smile. "Jinghui never mentioned Zimo's mother, she only knew that she and Jinghui lived in the same meditation room before, so the teacher asked her to take care of Zimo.

Xiao Zimo has never inquired about this mother who passed away early, and now that he thinks about it, he misses him even more.

"Master, my mother... What kind of person is she? My father never mentioned her, and I know that the masters in the nunnery don't want to mention her either, but at my age, I never mentioned her." I know the details of my own mother."

"Your mother is a stunning woman, but also a woman with a hard life. I know she came from the south of the Yangtze River. I don't know if she suffered a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. She fainted outside our nunnery all the way. Seeing her pity, the teacher took her in." She. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I didn't like your mother at all at the beginning. She is a cultivator with hair, and it has only been more than a year since she entered a pure Buddhist temple. Ah, hehe, I was young at that time, so I would bully her if I had nothing to do, your mother would cry if she was honest and would not complain." Jinghui took Zimo's hand and said with a smile, as if she had returned to those times .

"Hehe, what happened next?"

"Although your mother has fled to the Northland, but her words and deeds show that she is definitely not from a small family. She can read, write well, and is knowledgeable. Although the clothes she wore when she entered the nunnery were tattered, but As soon as that little face was lifted up, we little nuns were dumbfounded... Su'er, you really look like your mother, really, you are so beautiful, your mother still has a serious look in her eyebrows and eyes She told her teacher that she just wanted to become a monk, and she didn't want to care about any worldly things. After a deep talk with her, the teacher promised her that if she took her hair and practiced for two years, she would agree to her if she wanted to shave or become a monk. So your mother eats vegetarian food every day and worships the Buddha. She really wanted to spend her youthful years with the ancient Buddha, but later, God didn’t let her go. Who would have thought that the majestic Prime Minister Gao Cheng would meet him because of his travels? How about sheltering from the rain in my small nunnery when the rainstorm comes?"

"... Avoiding the rain is to avoid trouble, I know my father is not a good man, he must have forced my mother." Zimo said, rolling his eyelids.

"Hehe, who would say otherwise? Who is Gao Cheng? If our entire small nunnery hadn't been turned over by him covering the sky with one hand, it would be Amitabha Buddha. However, your father is also a knowledgeable and interesting person, and he is also on your mother's body." You have put in a lot of hard work, but it's not what you think about taking it by force." Jinghui said with a smile.

"Really?" Zi Mo raised his eyebrows in doubt, does her young father know some romantic tricks to captivate girls' hearts?

"No, your mother was terribly scared at the beginning, but how many women in the world would not be tempted by a man like your father? Besides, your father didn't force her, and he always talked softly, It’s not necessary to lose patience and persecute your mother. We monks secretly scolded your mother for being coquettish and unwilling to be lonely, and taunted her with sarcasm. In fact, no one is jealous. The stone will be moved by looking at it. Moreover, Mr. Gao is still the prime minister who holds the power of the government and the people. He is young and handsome, and he is a good-looking talent. It's you."

Zimo looked up at the sky, and after hearing the romantic story between the young father and Ni girl, she felt that things were not as bloody as she thought.The concubine's love can be regarded as free love, and he didn't feel so embarrassed and unbearable about this matter all of a sudden.Just as I was about to continue asking about other things, I saw a nun come over and ask Master Jinghui to go in.

"Su'er, I'm leaving now. Today, the nuns from various nunneries gathered together in Qiyun Pagoda. There is something to do. It's better to hurry up, so that we can never meet Su'er again. I am merciful, see you today You are safe and sound, and the stone in my heart has also been let go. I will go to the nunnery to sit again in another day and see the teacher. The teacher kicked you out back then, but there was nothing I could do... Don't take it to heart. "

"No, no, I know that I caused trouble and disturbed the pure place of Buddhism, so the teacher asked my father to lead me away. I will definitely go back to visit you in the future. Sister Wang Jinghui also needs to take care of her health." Zi Mo Bowing, watching Jinghui go back to the Qiyun Pagoda.Looking at the little girl Zheng Er who was still sleeping soundly, Zi Mo felt relieved. This is one of her many years of knots. Thinking that the biological mother who came to this body was born because she loved her father, she felt better. A lot, carrying Zheng Er on my back, I want to rush back on the way back, how do I know, someone called her on the small road, it's just strange, I saw the third brother Xiaowan appearing together with the aunt, huh?How is it such a coincidence?