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In mid-June, a young monk wearing a bright yellow robe came to Buffalo Town, which is rare here, because there is no monk temple in Buffalo Town, and people in the town usually go to burn incense and petition Taoist temples, there are no serious Taoist priests in these temples, usually one or two guards and one or two fortune tellers.

Speaking of Buddhism, there is another nunnery. The locals call it the kitchen hall. Some women often go to read scriptures and listen to Zen. Men rarely believe in Buddhism. They don’t even go to temples. They generally have no beliefs. state.

The monk came with him, and there were a few believers who followed along the way. When the group arrived in Buffalo Town, they first found a hotel to stay in, and then the next morning, they went to Xiawazi under the leadership of the young monk. I had morning classes at the former site of the Pagoda Temple in the ravine near the village. Because it was relatively close, people in Xiawazi Village heard some movement. They all said that the monk sang Buddhist scriptures very well, and listening to them made people feel peaceful.

When the group came out after their morning class, the wife of the village head of Xiawazi Village prepared some fast food for them, and cleaned a few vacant houses in the village and let them stay temporarily.

Xiawazi Village is almost empty now. Many people have settled outside and only come back every year during the Qingming Festival. There is a wind and rain in the old house, and they can't take care of it, so they entrust the key Give it to the village chief's family and let them take care of it. The house that Mike and Charles rented in the village before, as well as Li Mindan's family, were all managed by the village chief.

These people live in Xiawazi Village, go to the Pagoda Temple to chant scriptures every day, and even opened up a few wastelands around the Pagoda Temple, which seems to be planning to settle here.

Not long after, some old people from the town went there to listen to the monk chanting scriptures and preaching. Those who heard it all said that the monk had a high level of morality and profound knowledge of the scriptures. All living beings resolve disasters, and some old people said that if they listen to their chanting every day, their hearts will be very pure, they will sleep better at night, and they will be more energetic.

This afternoon, Lao Zhou had just returned to the courtyard from his hut after taking a nap at noon. Monk, Lao Zhou recently heard something from the old people in the courtyard, and he was a little curious, so he followed.

The location of the Pagoda Temple is not far from Xiawazi Village. Walk east along a small road in front of their village, and you will arrive there in more than ten minutes. There is also a ravine here. The spring water in the ditch gathers to form a small stream. The Pagoda Temple The location of the pagoda is on the hillside. According to the old man, there used to be a wooden pagoda there, but they have never seen it. It is too old, and those who have seen the pagoda have already passed away.

"I heard that this monk Huizhen is also a doctor of Buddhism. He studied in a domestic Buddhist academy for several years, and then went abroad to study for several years. After returning, he was in a famous temple in G City, and he was also well-known there. I know why, I plan to stay in our town and never leave."

The section of the road from Xiawazi Village to Pagoda Temple couldn't be driven by car, so they had to get out of the car and walk. On the way, Wang Dasheng told Luo Meng what he had heard about this monk Huizhen in the past few days.

"I have inquired with my friends over there. I heard that in their temple in recent years, some pilgrims don't even pay for the abbot's account, but just like to listen to his lectures. Tsk, if you want me to say, this guy is probably a Has the person been squeezed out? You are so young, you are too much in the limelight." Hu Qunfeng said vehemently.

These days, their old man has come here to listen to scriptures every day, and he believes what the monk says, boasting that there is no one in the sky, and even said that he will take out his coffin to build a temple for him.Hu Qunfeng was afraid that his old man would be deceived. Hearing that this monk came from the biggest temple in City G, he called his friend there to find out for him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he explained the name, the other party knew who it was immediately. Moreover, the appearance and image of Monk Huizhen described by the other party also matched the one in their town.

"Hey, not every temple is clean, but it's really hard to say. It's shown on TV that some monks like to wander around and practice. Maybe he is, swim and swim to our place, and see This place is good, so I won't leave." Wang Dasheng said with a smile.

"Is he going to rebuild the Pagoda Temple?" Luo Meng asked, so if they pass today, will they also bleed a little?

"Yeah, you see that he even opened a vegetable field. He definitely doesn't plan to leave. There must be a place to live. Now many people in the town are willing to pay for the rebuilding of the pagoda temple. It's nothing to do with us." Hu Qunfeng said in the After he figured out the origin of monk Huizhen, he thought about building a small temple for him, but he didn't seem to have such a chance. Even if Hu Qunfeng was willing to monopolize this matter, the believers in the town probably wouldn't agree.

"Really that powerful?" Luo Meng was still a little dubious. Most people these days are a little impetuous. There are too few people who can really calm down and study Buddhism, and I heard that this monk is still very young.

"You'll know when we meet in a while. This is the first time we're going back." Wang Dasheng raised his hand and pointed, and saw that the Pagoda Temple was located on the hillside in front of him. When they got closer, they could hear it. When I heard the voice of someone preaching scriptures, the voice was neither high nor low, neither urgent nor slow, but quiet and penetrating, as if it could reach the bottom of people's hearts.

Luo Meng and Wang Dasheng and Hu Qunfeng climbed up the hillside along the path. Several fields were opened on both sides of the path, some of which looked like they had just been sown with rapeseed, and some had not yet been planted.

When they finally arrived at the former site of the Pagoda Temple, Luo Meng looked past the old women and children who came to listen to the scriptures with their own benches, and his eyes fell on a young monk in Buddhist robes in front of him. Surprised, this monk Huizhen is quite good-looking, with a clear face and a tall and straight figure, with a gentle and calm temperament, and there is a faint solemnity between his brows.

After Monk Huizhen finished speaking a passage of scriptures, someone asked him questions. Monk Huizhen listened carefully to their doubts, and then spoke in a simple and simple way. Luo Meng listened to him and felt that what he said was very reasonable It is not like some monks nowadays who dare to talk nonsense for their fame and reputation because they are not good at their own practice. Anyone with a little knowledge can’t agree with their remarks. If things go on like this, the image of monks in the hearts of ordinary people will inevitably be greatly reduced.

As far as Taoism and Buddhism are concerned, Luo Meng personally prefers Buddhism, because Buddhism emphasizes that all beings are equal and have Buddha nature, and persuades people to do kindness and compassion. Generally speaking, if people in a region generally believe in Buddhism, the folk customs will generally not too bad.Although Taoism has a long history and is deeply rooted in the Central Plains, Taoism does not seem to have much interest in saving sentient beings.

This time, the monk Huizhen seemed to have real talent and learning. It would be great if he could stay and be the abbot of Baota Temple.

The development of Buffalo Town in the past two years has been a bit too fast, and material wealth is often accompanied by impetuous people. If Monk Huizhen can promote Buddhism in the town, at least it can relieve everyone's impatience to a certain extent.The development of Buffalo Town in the past two years is due to Romon and his spiritual spring, but he really doesn't want to see this town lose its original tranquility under his influence.

"Amitabha!" About an hour later, the day's lectures finally came to an end. Monk Huizhen finally recited the Buddha's name, and then switched to the daily mode for himself, with a relaxed smile on his face. There is also a little less dignity on the body.

"Master, you have worked hard." The crowd who had been silent just now became bustling.

"There are still two empty fields down the slope. I'll bring some vegetable seedlings from home to plant tomorrow." An old man slowly stood up from his seat and said.Luo Meng knew this old man. He met him by the reservoir last month. He came from other places and lived with his wife in a single-family villa of Shanshui family. It seems that they not only like growing vegetables, but also like listening to scriptures.

"Please trouble the benefactor!" Monk Huizhen responded with a smile.

Led by Hu Qunfeng's father, Luo Meng and the others went to greet Monk Huizhen. The old man first introduced his son Hu Qunfeng, then introduced Wang Dasheng, and finally introduced Luo Meng, saying that this young man is also kind-hearted, thanks to him, The elderly in Buffalo Town basically have no worries about food and clothing.

"Amitabha!" Monk Huizhen solemnly recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!" Romon also replied.

"Amitabha! I have heard people say about the good deeds of the donors in City G. They are really of immeasurable merit."

"Amitabha." Apart from these four words, Lao Zhou didn't know what to say to this monk for a while, and it always felt a little weird to be praised like a child by a person about his age.

"Several of my juniors admire Master Luo's character very much. This time I heard that I came to Buffalo Town, so I must go to Niuwangzhuang to see it. If we meet today, how about we take a photo together as a souvenir?" Hui Zhen The monk said with a smile.

"Huh?" Lao Zhou never knew that monks would ask others to take photos with him.

"Let's take a photo together." Monk Huizhen said again, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate about his request.

"Oh." Lao Zhou scratched his hair and agreed, as if there was no reason to refuse.

So like this, Lao Zhou and Monk Huizhen stood side by side on the ruins of the Pagoda Temple, and Wang Dasheng stood not far in front with Monk Huizhen's mobile phone, and took a photo of them with a click.

"Old Zhou, you are amazing now, you have fans in City G." On the way back, Hu Qunfeng said sourly.Ever since he had some family business, he paved roads and built bridges to earn a good reputation for himself. As a result, he has been mixed up to this day, and it is better for others to sell vegetables online for a few days. What is the world?

Just now, if monk Huizhen could ask himself to take a photo with him and say that there are a few juniors in G city who admire him very much, I don't know how proud he would be of him.It's not like now, after a while when I go back, I will definitely have to brag to my neighbors again: You don't know, Master Huizhen took a photo with Lao Zhou today, I heard that even people in City G know him.

"This monk Huizhen is also quite strange, and he even asked for a photo." Wang Dasheng is still a little bit hesitant to turn around. When he went out to travel in the past, he asked a monk to take a photo with him, but he asked him to take a photo with him. Yes, he really didn't think about it.

"What's wrong with the monk? Isn't the monk a human?" Hu Qunfeng disagreed.

"Having a relationship with foreigners, it doesn't mean that foreigners are more enthusiastic and cheerful than us." Lao Zhou reluctantly found a plausible explanation for this matter.

Monk Huizhen has already sent a photo of him and Lao Zhou to the Internet on his mobile phone at this moment, and a sentence is typed under the photo: "Did you see it? Have you replied to this letter?"

"Brother! Did you really go to Buffalo Town?"

"It's not from PS, is it?"

"Amitabha! Lao Zhou's photo is much prettier than the one he posted on the online shop."

"Brother, how many people do you plan to accept this time?"

"Brother, have you been to Niuwangzhuang?"

"Is it convenient to buy things from Niuwangzhuang over there? Can I buy rice noodles?"

"Brother, is the loquat in Niuwangzhuang delicious?"

"..."

"Hurry up if you want to come, why do you want me to take pictures? It's embarrassing."

"Amitabha! Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. What does it matter about face? Brother, your obsession is too deep."