Chapter 225 Touring the Mountains and Playing in the Water 1
This man named Li Yishan really didn't lie to them. He really knew this place very well and introduced it to Yan Yu in detail. It wasn't until dusk that the two of them parted ways. At this time, only Chen Mo and Chen Mo were left on the mountain.
The two of them sat together on the stone bench of the pavilion, watching the setting sun in the west.
"It's so beautiful. Compared with the setting sun at Black Tiger Mountain, it sets farther away."
Yan Yu hugged Black Circle, who rarely came out for air, and said while smoothing his fur.
"I want to visit some mountains over there. There are also temples there."
"good."
So, they chose another way down the mountain. According to what the scholar said, several temples in Mount Liusu are connected by roads, both major and small. You can choose according to your own preferences.
In the evening, they did not return to their previous accommodation at Guanghua Temple. Instead, they chose to camp by the next small river on their way to the next mountain. This was allowed, as long as they were careful not to burn the bonfire into the forest.
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In the early morning of the next day, the two of them got up early and headed to their next destination, Daixuan Temple.
Even though the scholars at that time said that Daoxuan Temple was the most peculiar temple among the six temples in Mount Liusu, Yan Yu's jaw was still shocked when he saw its true appearance.
The place where the Daoxuan Temple was built was different. Others were built at the foot of a mountain or on the mountainside. It was better built on a cliff. Under the cliff was a deep pool. The two of them stood on the bank of the deep pool and looked up.
I was amazed at this unique temple.
The overall structure of the temple is large at the top and small at the bottom. It is an inverted building complex. The two of them couldn't figure it out. Why did people at that time build such a difficult temple to show off the superb skills of their craftsmen? They don't know.
How many people died in building such a temple? Chen Mo would not believe it even if he said that no one died.
"No wonder it's an upside-down temple. It does look a bit like a pagoda hanging upside down." Yan Yu stared at this temple that showcased the skills of craftsmen.
The Guanghua Temple they visited before, according to the scholar, the place where Guanghua Temple is located, like other temples, can see the earliest rising sun and the latest setting sun. In other temples, due to various conditions, only
It can do one of them. Therefore, the temple that can get the most brilliance from the sun and the moon is named Guanghua Temple.
There are obviously more pilgrims at Xuanxuan Temple than at Guanghua Temple. It is estimated that most people come here for this unique building.
The road to the temple is a plank road built on the cliff. Yan Yu took Chen Mo's hand and stepped onto the plank road that was less than a foot wide. The guardrail next to it was an iron chain pulled between wooden stakes. It was a very simple one.
Guardrail, if your feet step on the wooden plank road, the sound of the wood is enough to "creak". The higher up you go, the slower Yan Yu walks. While holding Chen Mo's hand, he walks on the inside of the plank road, letting Chen Mo
Outside Mo Zai, the other hand was holding on to the rocky instant noodles next to the plank road.
Chen Mo looked at his pale lips and said, "If it doesn't work, we won't go up."
Chen Mo could tell that the way Yan Yu looked now was because she was afraid of heights. It wasn't that bad at first, but as she got taller and taller, her face became even more ugly.
"No, you are here, you must go and have a look. If you don't come in or burn incense sticks, the Buddha will blame you."
"How about I carry you?"
"No, I can leave by myself." Yan Yu said stubbornly.
In the end, it seemed that after going through more than eighty years of hardships, Yan Yu finally walked across the plank road that had daunted her, and sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the temple, calming down.
"Amitabha, little donor, are you okay?" A monk came to Yan Yu with his hands clasped together and asked kindly.
"Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm fine. I'll just sit down for a while and I'll be fine."
When the monk saw this, he didn't say anything, just asked her to pay more attention, and then went about his own business.
Chen Mo looked at the temple here. Part of the structure of the temple was outside the mountain, but more of it was inside the mountain. Although the light could not be found, there were many candles lit inside. Fortunately, the ventilation was still very good. It is estimated that inside
There are caves, and maybe there is another road that passes through there.
Chen Mo looked at the words that were still coming to his senses and decided not to tell him about this and let him find out by himself.
After a long time, I finally regained my energy and followed Chen Mo into the temple to burn incense. This time, my speech became much more pious, perhaps because of the hardships I had experienced before.
The side hall and the main hall are also connected by a plank road on the cliff. Fortunately, the plank road is short and does not cause Yan Yu any more hardship.
After visiting this peculiar temple, the two of them found the road to the top of the mountain. Fortunately, it was not the kind of plank road that showed on the cliff, but a solid mountain road, otherwise Yan Yu would have given up climbing to the top of the mountain.
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Standing on the big rock on the top of the mountain, Yan Yu pointed to the west direction of the sun and said, "That's the Shang Kingdom. Do you miss it?"
"Is there anything you can remember about those dying days?"
"Those brocade envoys beat you so badly, haven't you ever thought of taking revenge?"
"Revenge, this is only their duty, but if I meet them again, it is impossible not to have a fight." Chen Mo said lightly, and the memories that were less than a year later came to mind. At most
It's still the battle by the lake.
"Have you beaten me to them again now?"
"No, if I meet that person again, I probably will only get beaten."
"Alas, there is still a long way to go." Yan Yu patted Chen Mo on the shoulder like an old man.
Leaving the Xiaoxuan Temple and heading east, there was a Longyou Temple waiting for them. I heard from the scholar that pilgrims rarely go there because it is the farthest place from the secular world among the Liuzuo Temples. Not only is the distance relatively long, but also there
It is too quiet, and many people are not used to it. It is said that the immortals and Buddhas worshiped there are not very effective, so no one goes there, and no one really goes to seek verification.
When the two of them went there, they did not choose to rest in the middle, but walked all the way to the temple.
In the night, the candles in the temple are lit very brightly, dispersing the surrounding darkness, like a huge lantern in the jungle, guiding people in the direction of progress.
The trees here are very tall and dense. Chen Mo thought that even during the day, the light here is not very good, let alone at night. Now when the two of them looked up, they could not see the moon in the night sky tonight.
"How old do you think the trees here are?" The two of them carried the lanterns they got from the Xuanxuan Temple and walked on the road among the giant trees. Yan Yu still stroked the thick trunk and said.
"I heard that you can tell the age of a tree by counting its rings. Do you want me to cut one for you? Count it yourself."
"You chopped it, but those monks rushed out with knives and chopped you. I couldn't stop you." Yan Yu glanced at this guy who liked to tell cold jokes.
Soon, they heard the loud sound of chanting sutras. They walked to the door of the temple. An older monk stood at the door to greet them. He clasped his hands and greeted them: "Amitabha, why don't you two little donors come to visit late at night?"
Do you know what’s going on?”
Chen Mo stared at this monk and felt a strong aura from him. In the past two days, he had met so many monks, but this was the only monk he could feel that he knew martial arts and was very high.
"We are just visiting Mount Rokusu. I don't know if we will disturb the night classes of the masters."
"It's okay, it's okay. Very few people come here usually. It's rare that a guest comes tonight. Would you like to come in and sit down?" the middle-aged monk said with a smile.
"Master, do you have a place to stay here?" Yan Yu asked. She didn't want to find a place to sleep outside so late at night.
"There is plenty of it. Not only is there accommodation, but if the little donor is hungry, there is also midnight snack."
"Wow, that's really good. To be honest, I'm a little hungry."
"It's all just plain food."
"I'm not picky about food, hehe."
"The two benefactors come with the poor monk."
The two of them followed the middle-aged monk into the surrounding area, and the sound of chanting sutras inside became louder. Yan Yu's attention was not the monks chanting sutras, but the structure of the temple. The temple here must be a little different from the previous ones.
Brilliant and a bit more sincere, the huge trees cover the temple in the shade, making the temple look like an eminent monk practicing asceticism in the mountains and not participating in the worldly world.
Yan Yu thought of a question out of curiosity and couldn't help but ask: "Master, can I ask you a question?"
"Little benefactor, just say it's okay."
"When it rains, don't you need to hold an umbrella here?"
"Hahaha, you want it." The middle-aged monk said with a smile.
After a while, the middle-aged monk led the two of them to the wing where they were staying.
"If the two donors are tired, please rest here. There are no other pilgrims here. If you are hungry, the kitchen is over there and there will be midnight snacks there." The monk introduced the place to the two of them.
"Master, can I listen from the side?" Chen Mo pointed to the other side of the temple, where the sound of reciting sutras was heard.
"Good, good." The middle-aged monk only said these four words to Chen Mo, then turned and left with a smile.
"Are you going to eat or not?" Yan Yu no longer cares whether Chen Mo goes to listen to them chanting sutras, he still has to fill his stomach.
"You go ahead, eat something and then go back to your room and sleep."
"Then I'll go, you help me get my things back to the room." Yan Yu didn't wait for Chen Mo to refuse, then put his bamboo box into Chen Mo's hand and skipped away.
After Chen Mo put away his things, he went alone to the temple where the monks held night classes. He found a corner and sat down cross-legged. The sound of loud chanting filled his mind, but he didn't feel irritated at all. More