The furnishings of the wing room were very simple, just a bed, a table and a bench. I don't know if the young monk was negligent in the arrangement, or if he thought that the two people who visited the temple at night were a young couple, so he made such an arrangement.
Chen Mo placed the sleeping words on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then walked out of the wing alone, climbed onto the roof gently, and sat down cross-legged. Under the dim moonlight, the shadows of the trees in the mountains were looming, and the mountain breeze
As he passed by, the shadows of the trees swayed, like monsters with teeth and claws, or they were afraid of the Buddha's light in the temple and did not dare to approach.
Chen Mo breathed out, and slowly closed his eyes. His head was slightly lowered, and his hair hung down from his forehead. As the night wind danced gently, his breathing gradually became slower and longer, and Chen Mo seemed to be sleeping.
When he was not sleeping, the noisy sounds of night insects around him gradually disappeared. He heard Yan Yu's breathing while sleeping soundly, and heard the small snores in other rooms. Slowly, more and more, and further and further away.
Intruded into his ears, and finally he was attracted by the sound of wooden fish chanting in a Zen room in a temple in the distance. Listening to the incomprehensible scriptures and the "tuk-tuk-tuk" sound of the wooden fish, he heard what he had heard before.
All sounds were rejected, only these two were left, and he slowly fell asleep.
In the early morning of the second day, the rising sun in the east scattered golden morning light and covered the golden glazed tiles of the temple, like a shining Buddha's light.
In order not to stand out from the crowd, Chen Mo returned to the wing early, looked at Yan Yu's not so elegant sleeping posture, and did not rush to wake her up. Chen Mo, who was sitting in the room, also heard the noise from the adjacent wing at this time.
The residents were already awake, greeting their strange neighbors and talking about temple-related topics.
Perhaps he was awakened by the sound of discussions outside. Yan Yu sat lazily, looked at this simple little house, and asked confusedly: "Where is this? Didn't we enter the temple yesterday?"
"The wing of the temple."
"The temple is also in the accommodation business."
"There are already accommodation rooms for pilgrims who come from far away. They are free of charge."
"Is it so good? Next time you have no money, just find a temple to stay. It's much more cost-effective than staying in an inn."
Yan Yu sat on the edge of the bed, stretching and yawning, wearing only close-fitting white underwear.
"Get dressed. I'll take you to eat later. The young monk in the temple has said that they will prepare porridge in the morning."
"Little monk?" Yan Yu thought about what the little monk looked like while dressing.
"It was a young monk who brought us here yesterday. Who asked you to fall asleep first?"
Opening the door, golden eyes fell on his face, and Yan Yu's smile was as bright as the sun: "Hmm~~The weather is really nice."
"Let's go."
The location of the wing room is on the mountainside closer to the main temple that Chen Mo and the others saw yesterday. Some pilgrims have packed their things and walked towards the temple one after another. There is a large four-cornered room where the wing room is located.
In the pavilion, there are several young monks distributing breakfast to the pilgrims staying here.
Breakfast is simple white porridge and some pickled radish.
After eating several bowls of steaming white porridge, I appeased my protesting stomach, thanked the monks here, and left.
Walking on the path in the mountains, looking down, you can see the beautiful scenery at a glance. The road at the foot of the mountain is looming under the shade of the trees. Next, there are some early pilgrims walking on the road at the foot of the mountain. I don’t know where they are.
Why did they start from the place where they live outside? You know, it took them a lot of time to reach Mt. Rokusu yesterday.
In fact, what Chen Mo didn't know was that ordinary pilgrims would stay one night in the small towns outside Liusu Mountain before entering the mountain, and then get up early and rush to Liusu Mountain. However, the path Chen Mo took at that time did not pass through it.
Those small towns.
Looking at the pilgrims who came from outside early, Yan Yu said: "This temple is far away from the secular world. Although it is famous, it has suffered for those pilgrims."
"Those who are thoughtful don't care about distance."
The two of them walked along the curved stairs to the mountainside temple they saw last night. Because they walked and stopped along the way, like traveling in the mountains, the sun was already a little high when they arrived at the main hall of the temple.
There is a small square at the entrance of the main hall. In the center of the square is a huge incense burner. Some pilgrims are placing their incense on the incense burner and bowing respectfully.
There is a temple-operated incense and candle shop next to the square, specially prepared for pilgrims like Chen Mo who do not bring their own incense and candles. Of course, the price will be a little more expensive than those outside Liusu Mountain.
After Chen Moyanyu burned incense, he donated some copper coins to the merit box on the side and walked into the temple.
Neither Chen Mo nor Yan Yu knew the Buddha statues enshrined in the temple. They only thought that their workmanship was exquisite. They were more exquisite and grand than the statues they went to the Chenghuang Temple in Xiayang City before, and their expressions were also vivid, and many of them had been burned with incense.
Pilgrims will choose to kowtow three times and nine times on the futon in front of their favorite Buddha statue, which looks very promising.
At this time, the people in the temple seemed a bit empty, either because the temple was large or because there were few pilgrims. Chen Mo and Yan Yu were walking around the temple with incense candles in their hands. Wherever there were incense burners, they would put them in
Burn a stick of incense, but they will not kowtow three times and bow nine times like those believers in the future.
The temple is very big. After you come out of the main hall, you walk along the corridor to other places. There are not many pilgrims, but there are many monks. After walking for a while, you can see more monks walking than pilgrims.
When passing some side halls, the two of them also saw some monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha under the leadership of the old monk. Chen Mo would choose to stop and listen outside the door. Although he could not understand, the sound made Chen Mo interested.
It's an indescribable and strange courage, I don't know how to describe it.
"Chen Mo, you really want to become a monk, do you?" Yan Yu pulled Chen Mo's sleeve and said in a low voice.
"It sounds very comfortable."
"Comfortable?" Yan Yu glanced at him doubtfully, and then felt a little angry but did not dare to say it out loud. "When I was reading to you in Black Tiger Mountain before, you thought I was noisy. What's the point of them chanting scriptures and studying with me now?"
It’s different, hum.”
Chen Mo didn't argue with her, and after a while, he pulled him away and continued to visit the temple.
There is vegetarian food in the temple. Although it is light, it can fill your stomach at least. The most important thing is that it is free of charge. After a wasteful meal, we took a short rest in a small pavilion.
The weather has entered early summer, and the sun at noon is still very hot. Fortunately, almost all the roads in the temple are shaded by trees, so people walking here will not feel too hot.
After visiting the main temple on the mountainside, the two of them did not rush down the mountain, but continued to walk up the mountain. One of them had a road leading to the top of the mountain. Since there is a road, there must be something else on the top of the mountain. Since they are all here.
Well, after walking such a long way, it is natural to finish the place here, otherwise both of them will feel that they are at a loss.
The higher you walk, the more beautiful scenery you see and the fewer and fewer people there.
Then we passed a pavilion halfway up the mountain. There were three words "Qihua Pavilion" written on the plaque of the pavilion. The pavilion where the two rested before was called "Wuhua Pavilion". In the pavilion, there were two rich middle-aged people making tea. Since they
There was a servant standing next to him. Seeing Chen Mo's appearance, he blocked the entrance to the pavilion, meaning that it was full, so please move elsewhere.
Chen Mo had no intention of arguing with them and continued climbing with some unhappy words.
"They are so unreasonable. Is this their home?"
"First come, first served."
"What's the matter of first come, first served? Can't people go in and take a rest when they are tired from walking? How can a few of them occupy such a big pavilion and the monk doesn't pay any attention to it?"
"Have you seen any other monks here?"
The higher you go, the fewer monks you see, until there is no trace of the monks at all. It seems that they don't like to come to the top of the mountain very much, or they have specially reserved space for some pilgrims.
The two of them continued walking to the top of the mountain. At ten o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the top of the mountain. There was also a pavilion built here. The style was the same as the one they had seen before, and the number in front of the name also became larger.
"Jiuhua Pavilion." Yan Yu read softly.
The two of them entered the pavilion and felt the mountain breeze blowing from all directions, which instantly dissipated the heat of mountain climbing.
"Wow, it's so comfortable." Yan Yu put down his bamboo box and opened his arms to feel the refreshing mountain breeze.
"Wipe off the sweat on your body, don't get cold." Chen Mo warned, it was just summer, so it was better for her to pay attention.
"Wow, the scenery here is even more beautiful." Yan Yu was deeply attracted by the surrounding scenery and did not hear Chen Mo's words at all.
Helpless, Chen Mo had no choice but to grab a towel from the bamboo box, hold it against her moving body, and wipe the sweat from her face: "Do the rest by yourself."
"You two, this is your first time coming to Mount Liusu." A young scholar who arrived here earlier than Chen Mo and the others came over to greet them.
"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.
"People who come here for the first time will be attracted by the magnificence seen from the top of the mountain. After coming down many times, they have different feelings every time they come. Here, there are different scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter."
"You are from around Mt. Rokusu, right?"
"I am Li Yishan, a scholar from the Tang Dynasty." Li Yishan raised his hand to Chen Mo.
"Chen Mo, an unknown person from the Chu Kingdom."
"My name is Yan Yu, and I am also a scholar."
"It turns out we are guests from afar." Li Yishan said politely.
"Brother, I want to ask you, since you come here often, can you tell me about those peaks?" Yan Yu pointed to the peaks that were not much higher than theirs and asked.
Li Yishan smiled and said, "Okay."
As a result, the person who had just greeted Yan Yu introduced him warmly and slowly, while Chen Mo was listening silently behind them.