pastoral days

The two slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.Zhang Ruiwen: My God, I finally climbed up.If he hadn't held his breath, he would have felt like he was going to collapse on the mountainside.

When he was halfway up the mountain, Brother Song had to hurry up. It was getting dark in the mountain, which reminded him of the last time he was thrown into the mountain at night by the National People's Congress.So there was no stop-and-go at the beginning, and he didn't rest for the rest of the time, dragging his "weak" body forward.

To be honest, along the way, Song Chaoyang expressed his willingness to carry him up the mountain no less than five times, but Zhang Ruiwen firmly rejected them all.Nonsense, there are many older people who climbed the mountain by themselves with the help of others. If he is carried on his back, what face will he have?Besides, my man doesn't feel sorry for anyone (Song Chaoyang: I'm really not as tired of being hung up by you now, really).Zhang Ruiwen just regretted that he was too playful when he went up the mountain at the beginning, he used up all his reserve strength and wasted a lot of time.

Now that he finally climbed to the top of the mountain, Zhang Ruiwen slowed down and began to look around.A gust of cool breeze from the exclusive mountain blows by, and I feel that the pores of my whole body are stretched out in the mountain breeze.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking far away, you can have a panoramic view of everything. The green pines and cypresses, the misty clouds, and the jagged rocks are all so magical.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be within reach. Zhang Ruiwen took a deep breath, held the hands of the people around him tightly, felt the warmth of his palms, and looked down at the winding mountain road he walked, feeling a sense of achievement from the bottom of his heart. Feelings arise spontaneously.It seemed like everything just now was worth it.Now there are still pilgrims coming up one after another, so he can only suppress his desire to shout to the mountain, but his heart is still as sweet as eating honey.

"Let's go, let's register for a wing room, have a vegetarian meal, and it is said that there will be evening classes in the evening." Song Zhaoyang looked at his happy lover next to him, and said dotingly.He was still very tired from climbing the mountain just now, let him take a rest quickly.

"Okay, let's go in quickly." Zhang Ruiwen couldn't wait.It took them two hours to climb the mountain (of course they played for about an hour), and they finally came up. Zhang Ruiwen was still quite curious about the final destination.

The two came to the gate of the temple hand in hand, looked up, and there was a majestic and simple signboard with three big characters "Lingquan Temple" written on it.You can feel the solemnity and aura of the temple just by looking at the sign.Zhang Ruiwen even straightened the skirts of the two of them.Of course, those 8 gourds were still hanging on Song Chaoyang's body.Thanks to Song Chaoyang's resolute, mature and steady face, it would be a bit ridiculous if he hung on Zhang Ruiwen.

Zhang Ruiwen dragged Song Chaoyang into the temple carefully, then his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran towards the little master at the door.

"Little master, we are pilgrims who come to worship the Buddha, how can we register a room?" Zhang Ruiwen changed his usual style - rushing around, and asked politely, with a complete manner of etiquette, giving people a gentle feeling like a spring breeze.

"Benefactor, just follow me here to register." The little master had a good impression of the two of them, so he took them to register, and of course they also donated incense money.There is no money for eating, drinking, lodging and transportation in the monastery, but you need to be responsible for your actions.Except for special circumstances, everyone will donate some incense money.Of course, you can give me a penny.This is a kind of tacit understanding, because eating and drinking for free also has a cause and effect.

"In a while, when the bell is struck three times, it's time for our dinner. The benefactor can go to the kitchen to get the meal. After dinner, when you hear the sound of drums, it's the evening class time. The benefactor can also come to attend." Lingquan Temple is full of incense, and the little novice is already familiar with it. The intention of most pilgrims.Give reasonable advice.

"Thank you, little master." Song Chaoyang took off the gourd and put it on the table in the wing room.Thank you little master.

After the little master left, Zhang Ruiwen breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders drooped, and he was a little nervous just now.Ha ha! !

"Come on, take a break"

"Shall we go out for a walk?"

"Go shopping tomorrow, it will be dark soon, you dare to go out?"

"Hehe, I want to see Lingquan"

"tomorrow"

Zhang Ruiwen was chatting with Song Chaoyang on his stomach just now, and took a nap without realizing it.When he woke up again, he was woken up by three bells.

"Brother Song?" He yelled vaguely.

"Brother Song..." No one?Zhang Ruiwen was a little nervous.sat up.

When the door opened with a "squeak", Zhang Ruiwen's confused little head immediately thought of something bad, and then took a defensive posture.Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zhang Ruiwen was ready to rush forward at any time.

"Hey..." Sensing the best timing, Zhang Ruiwen rushed towards the visitor.Fortunately, Song Chaoyang kept looking at him, and quickly held the lunch box with one hand, and hugged him with the other.

"What's wrong?" Song Chaoyang was a little confused, so what's the situation.As soon as he heard the bell, he went to pick up the meal, thinking of coming back to call him to eat, and almost got his own husband murdered.

It was obviously the ultimate move that I gave him before.Almost killed myself.The most important thing is the lunch box, if it is gone, it will really be gone.The two of them almost ate dirt and drank wind at night.

"Ah?... I thought there were bad people." Zhang Ruiwen's annoyed and shy voice came from the darkness.He just woke up and was out of shape.A flash in my mind made me think too much.

"I was scared when I woke up just now. Brother Song, you weren't here." His voice became weaker and weaker, trying to find a reason for his behavior.

Song Chaoyang lighted up the oil lamp conveniently, and the whole room was surrounded by warm lights for a while. "Hey, come on, how about a taste of the vegetarian food at Lingquan Temple?"

"Wow, the tofu here is sweeter than what we usually eat, and the green vegetables are also delicious." Zhang Ruiwen made a voice of admiration.

"The tofu here is made with Lingquan water, so it has a sweet taste, and the vegetables grow in the mountains, so they are also more delicious." Song Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Ruiwen eating happily, and he was also in a happy mood.

On this day, I ate some pastries while climbing the mountain, and almost didn't eat serious meals, so the vegetarian meal for the two of them added a layer of deliciousness.Happiness is to eat well, drink well, and be happy.

The two didn't rest for a long time, and there was a drumbeat.The sound of the drums is dull and shocking.This is to inform everyone that it's time for the evening class.There is a custom of evening drums and morning bells in the temple.Ring the bell in the morning for morning lessons, and beat the drum for evening lessons in the evening.

Zhang Ruiwen and Song Chaoyang searched for the sound and walked towards the main hall.There are monks and pilgrims coming and going along the way.

The hall was so solemn that Zhang Ruiwen didn't dare to make a sound.Below the Lord Buddha in front, there are more than [-] monks preparing related matters, and pilgrims line up on both sides, waiting for the arrival of the evening class.

The evening class is the same every day. First, everyone recites a scripture together, sometimes it is the Diamond Sutra, or the Ksitigarbha Sutra, or others.Then listen to the master explaining the Buddhist scriptures.

So when most of the pilgrims followed the masters to recite Buddhist scriptures, Zhang Ruiwen and Song Chaoyang opened their mouths and didn't know what to say.It’s okay if they don’t, the main reason is that they can’t “sing” it.The most important thing is that they really don't understand what everyone is talking about. Zhang Ruiwen has read these scriptures before, but he feels that they are not in the same version as everyone.The two could only pretend to be sitting upright, accepting the baptism posture.

Buddhist scriptures give people a kind of power to calm people's hearts and calm their minds.So the two who slowly calmed down gradually became motionless.Well, the two of them lowered their heads and fell asleep.

When everyone had to kneel down after chanting, there were only two people standing with their heads bowed in the entire hall.Unusually abrupt.

The hall was quiet, and the two became attention-grabbing existences.First, Song Zhaoyang didn't feel right, so he squinted accidentally, feeling countless rays of light coming from him, and when he opened his eyes uncertainly, he found the embarrassing situation of the two of them.Embarrassed.

Zhang Ruiwen was pulled down by Song Chaoyang, and he knelt down before he understood the situation.Then he came back to his senses, his face flushed red.Looks like they just did something really big.The next lecture on the Buddhist scriptures, the two listened very carefully, and noticed that the abbot of the two was smiling where no one could see.Two interesting and destined people...

After the evening class was finally over, Zhang Ruiwen didn't dare to look at the other pilgrims, so he dragged Song Chaoyang back to the wing.Fortunately, they were all strangers, and they fell asleep in the hall, so they were ashamed to see others.

Song Zhaoyang also had the most embarrassing experience in front of everyone in his life.The two were also embarrassed to communicate more, so they slowly embraced each other and fell asleep.Get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise.

As the dawn dawned, Song Chaoyang finished dressing Zhang Ruiwen and wrapped him up tightly.After watching the sweet sunrise, a happy day begins again.

The two did not wander around the temple last night.So today is a good time to go shopping.And they still have two tasks to complete.One is to ask for lottery (pure curiosity), and the other is to find Lingquan. There are still 8 gourds that are useless.

The two did not attend the morning class because they wanted to watch the sunrise in the morning.Besides, the two of them have no face to go, they were too conspicuous last night.

There are towering ancient camphor trees everywhere in Lingquan Temple. Two large incense burners stand proudly in front of the main hall. Under the fresh breeze, the air in the temple is fresh, there are many pilgrims, and the order is orderly. A different atmosphere.The pilgrims are like clouds, and the green smoke is curling up... This is Zhang Ruiwen's main impression of Lingquan Temple.

Going further in, the most attractive thing is the big Buddha in the temple.The Buddha is about ten meters high, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and has a peaceful demeanor.Zhang Ruiwen and Song Chaoyang prayed for three pillars of high incense, and together they prayed for the longevity and well-being of their families.

There is also a release pond outside the temple, in which there are three very large carp, one of them accidentally swallowed duckweed floating on the water surface while breathing with its mouth wide open, causing Zhang Ruiwen to laugh out loud.Zhang Ruiwen is like a little fox, running around with novelty in everything.Song Chaoyang's eyes were always glued to him, for fear of missing something.

"Brother Song, let's ask for a lottery first."

"Well, Xiaowen, have you thought about what to ask for?"

"Ah, not yet. But after thinking about it, there is nothing to ask for, we have everything," said with a happy face.For Zhang Ruiwen, seeking a lottery is to find a sense of novelty.

"Who said we don't ask our children?" Song Chaoyang rubbed his head.

"This...how embarrassing" Zhang Ruiwen blushed as expected.

"What's the matter, many people come here to ask about their children's fate." Song Zhaoyang said calmly, if he ignored his reddish ears.

"The two of us can ask for two lotteries. The other one we asked about Ah Rui's safety. I'm a little worried about him."

"Okay, I'll listen to you"

The two came to the main hall together, looking at the person who was asking for a lottery, they were inexplicably a little nervous.

The first thing to ask for a lottery is to be sincere, then put three sticks of incense, then kneel in front of the Buddha statue, hold the lottery tube slightly above the head, think about what you want in your heart, and finally start shaking the lottery tube until the lottery falls off.

The two completed the sacred sign-seeking steps step by step, holding two signatures, and whispered for a while (the confirmation was correct, neither of them could understand).Find someone to ask where the lottery is, and move over there.