Not long after Zhang Qing entered the temple gate, several guards who had stayed at the foot of the mountain also hurried over from the mountain road.
It turned out that after the escaped monks ran down the mountain, they happened to meet a few guards waiting at the foot of the mountain who were bored.
When the guards saw the monk's panic, they stepped forward and asked, only to learn that something had happened on the mountain. They were so frightened that they didn't even care about the carriage, and rushed up the mountain in a hurry!
There was nothing they could do. If something happened to the two nobles on the mountain, they wouldn't look at the carriage and just find a clean place to wipe their necks.
"Madam! Those monks said that there was a monster in the temple backyard! I think it's better for us to go down the mountain first, and it won't be too late to go up the mountain after we figure out the situation!"
When the guards who rushed up saw that the woman and the little girl were safe and sound, they finally felt relieved. They took a look at the unusually quiet mountain gate, and several people quickly stepped forward to persuade the two nobles to go down the mountain first.
Upon hearing this, the lady frowned slightly, glanced at the dark temple gate, and was about to agree, when the little girl next to her suddenly pointed forward excitedly and said: "Hey? There are footsteps, is Brother Qing coming out?
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"Um?"
Suddenly hearing the little girl's cry, several guards were startled and hurriedly protected the two of them behind them and looked towards the door cautiously.
Inside the temple, two footsteps were getting closer and closer. Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, the person inside finally revealed his figure.
Sure enough, just as the little girl said, the person who came out was Zhang Qing! And beside him, there was also a burly bald monk.
"Amitabha!"
The burly monk followed Zhang Qing quickly out of the temple gate. When he saw the woman clearly, his face immediately showed a look of joy. He quickly clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Mrs. Yang came from afar, but the poor monk could not see her.
Welcome, it is really a sin, a sin."
"Master, you're welcome."
The woman named Mrs. Yang obviously recognized the monk and smiled politely. Then she looked at Zhang Qing. Seeing Zhang Qing slowly shaking his head, knowing that there was no danger inside, she clasped her hands together and returned the salute:
"Master, you're welcome! I wonder why Jingxin Temple is so quiet today?"
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay! All the brothers and sisters in the courtyard are out for business. You will be back soon. You will be back soon."
The burly monk who bent down to salute suddenly turned red when the woman asked about this.
A monk in a temple ran away after being frightened by a few businessmen... How could he tell such a shameful thing?
"Madam, you are here to worship Buddha this time, right? Amitabha, please come with me."
Not wanting to dwell on this issue any longer, the blushing monk mumbled a vague prevarication, then hurriedly turned aside and invited a few people into the temple.
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Yang knew that there might be some misunderstanding, but she was naturally quiet and did not want to cause trouble. After a slight hesitation, she nodded, led the little girl, and walked slowly into the temple.
In the middle of Shu, this Jingxin Temple is also quite famous.
The entire temple occupies a large area and contains the Main Hall, Thousand Buddha Hall, Guanyin Hall, Zen Hall, Guest Hall, Incense Hall, etc. Otherwise, it would not be able to support so many monks.
As Mrs. Yang, who has advocated Buddhism since she was a child, this is not the first time she has come here to worship Buddha since she followed her husband to Sichuan, so the burly monk is so familiar with her.
Of course, the generous amount of sesame oil money left behind by the woman after each prayer is also an important reason why the monk is so diligent. Well... it can also be said to be the main reason!
Following the monk all the way to the Main Hall, the surroundings were the same as before except for being a little quieter.
When the woman saw this, her last trace of worry disappeared. She washed her hands at the washbasin at the entrance of the main hall, and then went to the Buddhist altar with the little girl and asked for thirteen sticks of incense. Then she knelt down on the golden futon.
Pray sincerely.
The quirky little girl has followed the woman to pray to Buddha many times, and is familiar with this routine. However, she is still young, so how can she stay here?
In addition, I had heard that there was a monster in the temple before, and now my heart was scratched like a cat. It was itching unbearably, and I wanted to run immediately to see what the monster looked like.
After randomly reciting a few scriptures she learned from her mother, the little girl secretly opened her eyes, looked at her mother beside her, and found that she was praying sincerely with her eyes closed.
The girl's little eyes immediately rolled, then she carefully climbed up from the futon and walked out on tiptoe.
The woman naturally noticed the little girl's little movements, but she just moved her eyelids slightly and calmed down again.
Not to mention that there are so many guards outside, which will not put the little one at a disadvantage. Her identity alone is enough to make the youngster shy away, so the woman has always been very assured of the little girl's safety.
This is also the fundamental reason why the little girl frequently gets into trouble every time she goes out. If the woman keeps a close eye on her, no matter how naughty she is, there will be no place for her to get into trouble.
Tiptoeing to the outside of the temple, the little girl looked back at her mother who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and was "knowing nothing". She secretly patted her little chest and let out a sigh of relief. Then she jumped up and came holding the knife.
, standing in front of Zhang Qing on one side.
"Brother Qing, what exactly is the monster they are talking about?"
When Zhang Qing heard the little girl's voice, he knew that she must have sneaked out again, and a helpless smile appeared on his serious face.
As a general of the Wu family, he was assigned to be responsible for the safety of his wife and little girl very early on. It can almost be said that the little girl grew up under his care, so the relationship between the two is not like a master and servant at all.
Rather like family members.
"this……"
Knowing very well how terrifying this little guy's curiosity was, Zhang Qing pondered for a moment, and finally told the little girl all the information he had learned from the monk.
Madam would not ask about this matter, but he had to ask! It was his duty as a guard to know all the potential dangers around Madam, so the burly monk had to tell him the truth no matter how reluctant he was.
"You mean, a few businessmen knocked on the door and scared away all the monks?" After listening to Zhang Qing's story, the little girl's eyes widened in surprise, looking unbelievable: "They
What do you have to look like to scare people like this?!"
(ps: Popularize a little knowledge about burning incense. Burning incense is generally divided into three pillars, six pillars and nine pillars.
Burning three pillars is to worship Buddha, Dharma, Sangha and Three Jewels, and is generally considered to be a prayer for oneself.
The six pillars pray for two generations, the nine pillars pray for three generations, and the thirteen pillars are more powerful.
It represents the great perfection of things, that is, spiritual freedom from desires and demands. People who burn incense are extremely satisfied with their current life. However, it is rare to see people who really understand burning thirteen sticks of incense. It is probably because people in the world are not satisfied.
No matter how good you are, you still feel that there are some shortcomings.)
This chapter has been completed!