dance like a butterfly

It didn't take much effort, the homework in the hall was over, and the nuns stood up from the futons one by one.

Seeing Lao Han and me standing quietly by the side, the young man glanced at the gift and hurriedly bowed his head. The remaining old nun came over and asked, "Should the almsgiver burn incense and pay his vows or visit?"

Old Han bowed slightly and said, "There are some trivial matters that need to be presided over. She has already been invited."

When the old nun heard about it, he said "Namo Amitabha Buddha" and withdrew.

Only Lao Han and I were left in the hall.A gust of wind blows, and the candles on the table flicker.Suddenly, an inexplicable palpitation and fear came to my heart, and I couldn't help holding Lao Han's hand tightly.

I have also been to temples or Taoist temples before. At that time, it was a kind of visit and sightseeing without any burden, and I didn’t have anything in my heart. The atmosphere of the temple always gave me a sense of déjà vu.Strange to say, I always have an unreasonable feeling that I am very familiar with every temple, from Buddha to Bodhisattva to Venerable to Arhat, there is always a sense of intimacy, as if I don’t know which life I have been with them.This feeling also often confuses me and makes me laugh at myself.

But today, when Lao Han and I stood in front of the Buddhist hall so respectfully, for the first time in my history, I felt that I could not control my own destiny.Fear and anxiety made me want to hug Lao Han tightly and snuggle up to his chest.But now I can't.

Lao Han's hands were trembling slightly, not very warm.

"Brother, I'm afraid!", I yelled.

Old Han turned his face and scolded: "What are you afraid of? You have a brother!"

"Aren't you afraid?" I asked him back.

Lao Han didn't make a sound, he smiled faintly.

I believe that Lao Han has never been afraid of anyone.However, regarding the unpredictability of fate and the future, in front of the Buddha who knows everything, at this moment, Lao Han should be as ordinary as a grain of sand in the vast desert. His psychological quality is also undergoing tests like mine.

High gods, my brother and I have nothing else to ask for in this life, since you are well versed in the pain and troubles of the general public, please grant us marriage in this life!Please bless us to be safe and not to be disturbed again!

Holding Lao Han's hand, I closed my eyes and kept chanting silently in my heart.

Light footsteps sounded outside the hall, and I let go of Lao Han's hand.

With the sound of "Namo Amitabha", two people came in.The one who walked in front was the nun who greeted us in front of the porch just now, and the one who followed was probably the presiding officer of the hospital.It seemed that she was around sixty years old, not tall, with a very fair complexion. Although she was thin, she had a ruddy complexion, and her eyes were not big, but they were extraordinarily shiny.A string of long prayer beads pinched in her hand rotated very rhythmically under her fiddle.

The old nun bowed slightly, and called out, "Benefactor!"

I followed behind Lao Han to salute together.

"The poor nun is the presiding officer of this court. What's the matter?"

Old Han said: "Last night, some strange things happened at home. I heard that your temple is good at exorcising evil spirits. As long as I can keep the small house safe in the future, I would like to pay more for incense."

The old nun laughed: "The almsgiver's words are wrong! Everything in the world has its own destiny. Buddhism pays attention to karma. Those who do good will have good rewards, and those who do evil will have evil retributions. It is not money that can offset merits and demerits. Donors may as well Tell me the ins and outs of the matter."

Old Han pondered for a while, and roughly said what happened last night.After hearing this, the old nun took a closer look at Lao Han, and then glanced at me next to Lao Han. The rosary in his hand was spinning faster, as if he was counting something.In the end, she let out a long breath, closed her eyes and shook her head, and said, "Amitabha, that's how it is, evil fate, evil fate!"

Old Han was startled, and looked at me in blank dismay, "Excuse me, the host, what do you say?"

The old nun opened his eyes, "You should understand the reason very well, so it's hard for the old nun to say that. You'd better go." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Lao Han stayed there and didn't turn the corner for a while.

I was in a hurry and wanted to grab the old nun. I stretched out my hand and felt it was inappropriate. In desperation, I knelt down on the ground and bowed my head: "Buddhism has always been compassionate. It doesn't miss the dead and the living. Please host me." Mercy, I think my brother came from afar to devote himself to the Buddha, begging the presiding officer for guidance!"

When Lao Han saw this scene of me, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand and said: "Brother, get up, since the Buddhist family ignores it, it's useless to ask."

The old nun took a few steps, and saw that I couldn't get up and kowtow like garlic, she stopped and said, "It's not that the poor nun has no compassion. First of all, this bad relationship between you is something you asked for yourself, and the calamity and joys and sorrows have not yet come. In the end. Furthermore, the two of you have a lot of yang energy, even if the deceased has some resentment, you can't get close."

The words of the host, in this ice and snow season, seemed to put me in a naked and transparent world suddenly.A severe cold pierced my skin and penetrated into the bottom of my heart.Could it be said that the Buddhists really have wisdom eyes, could it be that the monks and nuns in the temples can see through the world of mortals and see through the past and future of all living beings?

"I beg you to give me more advice! My brother's family is still young, if my sister-in-law has some grievances, let her retribution on me in the future, please don't make things difficult for the children!"

I was afraid that the old nun would get away and leave, so I started to cry.The ground was as cold and hard as iron, I couldn't care less, I kowtowed on the ground and couldn't get up.No matter how hard Lao Han pulled me, I just couldn't get up.Seeing me kowtow like crazy, Lao Han's distressed tears dripped on the ground like broken threads, and were quickly absorbed by the dark blue ancient floor tiles, leaving only shallow scars.

Perhaps there has never been such a commotion in the hall. Many nuns came to watch the excitement. Seeing that the host was here, they dared not approach and whispered around the door.

The old nun turned around helplessly: "Donor, please stand up and speak."

Old Han is stubborn, and he was born unwilling to ask for help, I know it.Today's scene, since the old nun said it well, I will go all out, as long as there is a way to keep Lao Han's family safe, as long as there is a way to protect me and Lao Han in the future, what is a few kowtows? ?

"Since the old host knows the reason, you might as well give me some pointers." I lay on the ground and couldn't get up, for fear that the old nun would fool me and send us away if she saw that I had compromised.

"Originally, poor nuns can't say such things. You should stop your bad relationship as soon as possible."

"Didn't it mean that the catastrophe and hardships are not over yet?" I asked back.

"You know, marriage in the world only pays attention to the matching of yin and yang. Buddhism does not allow other kinds of marriage. It is also destined to have no good results. Things that go against the laws of nature will eventually be short-lived." The old nun replied.

I knew I had no way to debate this issue with the monks.Since Lao Han is affectionate and Hong Xiaojun is intentional, who are we offending?Your host only represents the opinion of your family and the vision of Buddhist monks. I will not argue with you.The road leads to the sky, go to each side, don't worry about the pawns crossing the river!

"Excuse me, host, how can I invite evil spirits from a town house?" I asked in a daze.

"Well, here is a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I will chant a scripture. You can take it home and burn incense in the morning and evening. It may be beneficial to you in the future. But remember, the karmic retribution of human beings is life after life. It's all caused by your own actions, so you can do it yourself. Stop kneeling, get up."

After hearing this, I hurriedly kowtowed three more times, and with the support of Lao Han, I stood up.

A nun invited out a small Buddha statue from the apse.The small Buddha statue is a painted clay sculpture, more than 40 centimeters high, with a stern face.The old nun sat down on a futon and began to chant sutras. I couldn't understand a word.

My ankle was a little numb, and I stood on the side blankly.Old Han lowered his head and flicked the dust off his knees for me. He took out a wad of money from his briefcase, knelt down in front of the incense table, kowtowed, and stuffed the money in through the horizontal slit of the merit box.

The scriptures were not very long, and after a while, the old nun finished reading.She clasped her hands together and bowed in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then said a few more words, then turned to me and said, "Remember to burn incense in the morning and evening!" After that, she turned and left.

The sky was cloudy, with cold wind blowing in from time to time.The mountain is different from the flat land, the wind is terribly cold, as if it contains the temperature from outside the world, blowing on people makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.The yellow prayer flags hanging high in the shop fluttered with the wind, and that kind of Musha made people feel extremely empty.I am nostalgic for the world of mortals, I love my old Han, and I don't want to stay any longer.

"Let's go!" Old Han turned around with a pleasant expression.

I held up the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and hugged it tightly to my chest, as if what I hugged was not a clay sculpture, but my future.

Out of the hall, through the flourishing plum blossoms in front of the court, out of the gate of the temple, at the corner of the windy wall, Lao Han suddenly opened his arms, no longer caring, and hugged me tightly in his arms.

His warmth is so different from the coldness in the temple, leaning against his chest, when his lips covered, I closed my eyes, like a lamb that has been in hunger for a long time to accept the grace of his love.

His lips were warm and moist. I just bonded to him when I suddenly remembered something and pushed him away.Put the Buddha statue in his arms into his hand: "You wait for me, I will come as soon as I go."

I ignored the confusion on Lao Han's face, turned around and ran towards the temple.

After entering the temple, I saw the abbot talking to a frail little nun from a distance, so I went straight over and said, "I beg you to give me a divination, okay?"

The old nun laughed: "The poor nun never divination for young people."

"Can you test words?"

"What's the difference between character testing and divination!" The old nun smiled.

"However, what I asked is related to today's matter."

"Okay then, you remember the two things you asked in your heart. You might as well write a word first and let me see."

After clearing my mind, I thought about it and wrote the word "Wen" on my left palm.