I feel like I always wipe it diligently to avoid dust. This is not only pious to the Buddha, but also keeps the temple clean.
There is no one in the main hall except Buddha sitting on Liantai Mountain and looking at Chen Xing.
He bowed respectfully.
Chen Xing does not believe in gods and Buddhas, but as a Chinese tradition, when he comes to these temples, Taoist temples, etc., he has to bow down, not for anything else, but for his own inner peace.
The two walked lightly and looked around the Buddhist temple. The faint smell of incense and the quietness far away from the crowd made people feel as if they had received divine revelation, and all distracting thoughts disappeared.
An idea suddenly occurred to him, that is, if he carries out design-related work in such a place, no matter what the work is, it will definitely be "like God's help".
There were many books and periodicals piled up on the steps in front of the Buddha. Chen Xing reviewed them one by one, including "Putuo Mountain Buddhism", "Hanshan Temple", "Heart Talk", etc. Since he never saw the monks in the temple, Chen Xing simply sat down.
Start reading.
Yang Xiu said: "I have always heard that there is a great monk here. Where is he?"
"I don't know."
"I'll go outside and take a look."
Chen Xing quickly reminded: "Don't go to the edge of the cliff, be careful."
"Oh, don't worry." Yang Xiu obviously couldn't read the book, let alone the Buddhist scriptures, so he ran to the door of the main hall and left wearing his shoes.
Chen Xing continues to read.
He also started to like reading after he realized that reading is not useless. However, he has read a lot of literary classics and has never read many Buddhist scriptures. However, this kind of religious literature has been circulated for thousands of years, and the principles contained in it are quite similar.
The comparison is also very profound.
In such an environment, Chen Xing took in it immediately.
This state is longing and unattainable. Chen Xing had this experience before when he watched "How the Steel Was Tempered". At that time, he had no idea about the passage of time. He just sat down and flipped through the book, and then returned to the book and had already read it.
More than half way through, time seems to have skipped by several hours.
"Hello, are you reading?"
The visitor asked again and again, and Chen Xing finally came to his senses.
Following the sound, I saw a monk in his thirties or forties standing in front of him.
This monk is different from the monks Chen Xing has seen in other monasteries before. He is big and round, with large Sanskrit tattoos on his arms. If he changes his clothes and goes out into the society, he will definitely be a big brother that everyone is afraid of.
But at this moment, he is wearing a cassock made of work clothes, with kind eyes and a kind smile.
Chen Xing quickly stood up and clasped his hands in front of his chest.
"Well, I can't help but feel emotional when I see the book."
He was still a little worried that he would be blamed. After all, he had entered the hall without warning and messed up the books that others had neatly stacked.
However, the monk smiled quietly and asked Chen Xing to sit down first. He also sat down opposite Chen Xing and said: "These books are treasures. I have read them for many years and I still can't say that I understand them. Is there a donor who is willing?"
It’s a good thing to work with me as a consultant.”
Chen Xing felt relieved and said, "That's good."
Yang Xiu's little head flashed past the door and was seen by Chen Xing, but she did not dare to come in and made a face at Chen Xing.
The monk asked: "You are here for tourism, right? Someone came to my place just now to deliver food, and they said that a guest came. He was very young and handsome. Now it turns out that it is true."
"That's too flattering, I'm just a tourist."
"Hello tourists."
The monk stood up, got some tea from somewhere, poured a cup for Chen Xing and said, "Drink it, this is good tea, and it is a good tea that has not been polluted in the growing environment."
With half a cup of tea, Chen Xing chatted with him.
This monk's name is Da Jingteng, he is thirty-six years old. With his figure and conversation, it would be a pity for a monk to live in this deep mountain and old forest.
"Master, are you from the Dai ethnic group?"
"Yes, yes, my ancestral home is from
In Huaping."
"Then when will you take refuge in the rosette?"
"I became a monk at the age of seven, so it has been almost thirty years."
Chen Xing was a little confused and asked: "According to your opinion, master, your family should not be short of money. Seven years old is the age to go to school. Why didn't you continue to go to school?"
"I enrolled in school, but there were no textbooks at that time. Before the millennium, southern Yunnan was so poor that all the textbook fees paid by students were given to teachers to pay wages. I simply gave up school and entered a temple."
The whole country was quite poor at that time, but Chen Xing was still surprised by charging students' textbook fees to pay teachers' salaries. He asked again: "Is it voluntary or for some reason? Is there no objection in the family?" <
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This is not a fake monk who performs in scenic spots during the day and wears a wig at night, just like modern people but different.
For a true monk, if you become a Buddhist monk, you will be a Buddhist for the rest of your life. You will never even think about passing on the family lineage.
"I volunteered, and my family understands."
Seeing that Chen Xing didn't quite understand, Da Jingteng explained: "Our family believes in Buddhism. According to the precepts of Theravada Buddhism, every man must become a monk once when he is a teenager. However, most of them are short-term actions. I just
I fell in love with the feeling of reading Buddhist scriptures aloud and wanted to make this my lifelong career."
Chen Xing was in awe.
But looking at the monk's happy expression now, one can tell that he has no regrets so far.
Being able to understand your ambition when you are young is definitely something worth showing off and working hard for. Chen Xing feels the same way now, but this ambition is not to become a scientist or astronaut, but to become a monk.
, this kind of great perseverance makes Chen Xing admire him very much.
He chatted a lot with Monk Da Jingteng, and when he saw that it was almost noon, he decided to leave.
He and Yang Xiu are going to have a wedding banquet.
As soon as he told the monk his intention to leave, the monk Da Jingteng shouted: "Donor Chen Xing, since you are determined to travel around the world and travel everywhere, I can't help you with anything, but I can consecrate and pray for you, are you willing?"
?"
"What should I do if I don't want to do it?"
He doesn’t believe in Buddhism, but he still says the same thing, it’s come and gone.
And he admires this eminent monk... In his opinion, he is definitely an eminent monk. During the conversation, various philosophical stories came to mind, which made people confused.
"You come with me."
Chen Xing and him walked out of the hall and came to one side of the wooden house. There was a small table with two short benches opposite.
He asked Chen Xing to sit down here, and he went into the room and brought two red ropes over.
The name is red rope, but it looks like a colorful rope. It is a colorful rope with a diameter of 2 mm and is made of ropes of various colors interwoven together.
He asked Chen Xing to stretch out his dominant hand, and then he kept chanting. During the process, he measured Chen Xing's wrist and cut off part of it. Then he asked Chen Xing to hold a lighter, burn two sections of the rope, and finally connected the rope.
On the wrist.
"…………, be safe and have a good journey."
Chen Xing couldn't understand a large section of the scripture, but the last two sentences he spoke were in Mandarin.
"Thank you, Master."
Da Jingteng smiled kindly, then called to Yang Xiu, who had been hiding far away, and said, "Child, do you want to come and give it a try?"
Yang Xiu was a little moved, but quickly shook her head and said: "My grandpa will definitely be unhappy, I'm sorry..."
Chen Xing looked at Da Jingteng, then took Yang Xiu's hand and said, "It's okay, master won't be angry with you. Master Da Jingteng, let's go and see you again when we have the opportunity."
