Chapter 228 Touring the Mountains and Playing in the Water 4
After passing Hongquean, they headed back south. This was the last mountain and the last temple they visited in Mount Rokusu, and it was also the most steep one.
The upside-down temple is dangerous enough, but the location it built is not too high and is acceptable. However, the location of the last temple, Fumo Temple, is even more exaggerated.
The two of them had reached halfway up the mountain and were resting on a platform, looking at the last half of the mountain. Its steepness was already comparable to that of Longyou Temple.
Yan Yu looked up at the stairs built on the almost vertical mountain, and said dejectedly: "Chen Mo, I don't want to go up. I didn't see it being so difficult to go up from the Red Que Nunnery. Sure enough, what you see may not necessarily be what you see."
For reality.”
"We're halfway there, should we give up? Li Yishan said that the sunset at Six Temples is the most beautiful in Fumo Temple. It would be a pity not to take a look."
"I don't want to see it anymore, I don't want to see it anymore, just like that, go back, go back." As he said that, Yan Yu wanted to pack his things and go down the mountain.
"Okay." Chen Mo also stood up.
Seeing that Chen Mo had no intention of going up, Yan Yu smiled happily.
"Then where should we go to get food tonight? We can't get food here. Should we go back to Hongque'an or go to Guanghua Temple."
At this time, they had walked around Mt. Rokusu. Going back was the direction of Hongque Temple. If they continued to move forward, they would return to the starting point, Guanghua Temple.
"It's better to go to Guanghua Temple. Hongque Temple doesn't welcome stinky men like you."
Yan Yu thought of the way Chen Mo looked at him with squinting eyes yesterday, and became very angry.
"Hey, the way down the mountain is this way." As Yan Yu walked, he felt Chen Mo pulling him in another direction.
Yan Yu looked at Chen Mo's head looking towards the top of the mountain, suddenly realized something, and wanted to break free from Chen Mo's hand.
"Let me go, let me go."
But no matter how hard he slapped and pulled, he never let go of the hand he was holding. In the end, he bit him, but it still didn't help.
"I won't go, I won't go!!"
Chen Mo dragged Yan Yu, and she kicked her feet on the ground, making a "chacha" sound but could not stop her progress.
"I was wrong. You are not a stinky man. I won't say that you are a stinky man."
Chen Mo remained indifferent, and gradually pulled her to the edge of the stone steps at the top of the same mountain. Without giving her a moment to struggle, he held her waist tightly, holding them tightly together, and then took the first step.
.
"Let's go down the mountain."
"You big-headed devil." Yan Yu knew that he couldn't break free from Chen Mo's clutches, so he hugged him tightly and wanted to die together.
"Okay, let's go up the mountain."
Chen Mo stepped steadily on the stairs step by step. Yan Yu had no choice but to follow his pace and walk up step by step. He tried his best not to look down the mountain and cursed Chen Mo.
I have a very bad conscience.
The stairs leading to Fumo Temple are said to have 8,888 steps. The first five thousand are easy to walk, but the rest are difficult. This is also the reason why there are few pilgrims here. Only newcomers or devout believers.
That’s why I want to come here.
Yan Yu was still thinking about it at first, but then his voice disappeared. He just followed Chen Mo's steps silently. The two of them climbed up without making a sound. They didn't see any pilgrims in the middle, only one or two.
The monk who lives down the mountain on his back.
After a long time, the two reached the top half. There was a crack about two feet wide in the middle of the top of the mountain, as if it had been split open by someone.
"We're almost there." Chen Mo finally spoke.
However, Yan Yu lowered his head and did not look at him or respond to him. He still walked with him silently.
Chen Mo raised the corner of his mouth and continued to move forward. The temple on the top of the mountain was already in front of him.
"Tata" was heard twice, and the two of them took the last step at the same time and reached the top of the mountain. Looking at the lonely square, they felt as if they were freezing at the top.
Chen Mo didn't see the pilgrims, but he saw a few great monks meditating in the open space, and he didn't seem to notice their arrival.
Chen Mo released his hold on Yan Yu's thin waist and said, "Look, aren't we coming up? It's not difficult."
Yan Yu stood next to Chen Mo like a piece of wood, not showing any joy at reaching the top.
Seeing no reaction, Chen Mo knelt down in front of her and finally saw her drooping cheeks with two traces of tears on them.
"Crying."
Chen Mo wiped away the tears on her cheeks with his hands.
"I didn't bring you up because I was afraid of you..."
Before Chen Mo could finish speaking, Yan Yu bent over and bit Chen Mo's shoulder.
"Oh, it hurts a lot."
Chen Mo sighed and said.
"Amitabha." An old monk came over and greeted them. "The two donors have worked hard all the way. There is water in the temple. Let's drink a bowl to quench your thirst first."
Yan Yu let go of Chen Mo, straightened his face, turned around and greeted the monk, "I've met the master."
"Meet the master."
"The poor monk's Dharma name is withered, the two donors please come with me."
Fumo Temple is not very big, with only two buildings. At this time, Monk Shuku brought him to the main hall. There was a large water tank at the entrance of the main hall, which contained clean water. Chen Mo and Yan Yu each came with a bowl.
Under the leadership of monk Shuku, we visited the highest temple in Mount Liusu.
There is only one Buddha statue in the main hall. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is known as the monk who subdues demons. This person really existed, and this hall was specially set up for him.
"Is there really a devil in the world?"
Yan Yu asked after putting incense on the statue.
"have."
"Have you seen the master?"
"Never."
"Why do you say yes if you haven't seen it before?"
"Unrest, anger, greed and other troubles in the heart can all be called demons."
"Oh." Yan Yu seemed to understand but not understand.
Then, Monk Shuku told about this demon-conquering monk who could build a temple.
Monk Fu Mo was one of the monks who helped King Tang conquer the world. After he retired, he retired to Liuxu Mountain to continue his practice. The top of this mountain was the place where Monk Fu Mo practiced. At that time, it was still a rocky mountain top.
, and there is no such huge crack.
I don't know how many years later, the demon-suppressing monk reached the pinnacle of martial arts. At this time, the inner demons of war and killing became so powerful that he could not suppress them.
In order to prevent himself from turning into a devil, he slashed at himself with the butcher knife in his hand, and the top of the mountain was also split open by the aftermath, leaving him like this.
When the inner demon dies, he himself disappears.
Chen Mo stood on the arch bridge above the crack and looked at the smooth cliff: It turned out that it had really been cut open!
Yan Yu did not follow, and Chen Mo did not force her to follow him this time. Yan Yu did not dare to stand too far away, and could only wander around in a small area.
Chen Mo was fascinated by the cracks. He couldn't help but place a hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, thinking of cutting it.
"Chen Mo, come back." Yan Yu stood pitifully in the square, calling Chen Mo, but she didn't dare to pull him over.
The condensed gaze dispersed, and Chen Mo felt the sound of the mountain wind blowing by his ears again. He let go of his palms and looked at Yan Yu. The little man was looking at him with his feet stamped.
Chen Mo walked off the stone arch bridge and returned to her side.
"What's wrong?"
"Look, the sunset." Yan Yu pointed to the west.
Unknowingly, the sun began to set. The fiery red afterglow, the red sky, and the straight mountains contrasted with each other, forming a beautiful picture.
"There are stools over there, let's sit there."
This sentence was not said by Chen Mo, but by Yan Yu. She grasped Chen Mo's arm with both hands, took heavy steps, and pulled Chen Mo towards the stone bench at the edge.
"Do you have to thank me?"
The two sat down and Chen Mo said.
"Impossible." Yan Yu's anger has not gone away.
"That..."
"Don't talk."
"...."
The fiery red sunset slowly sank, and was swallowed up bit by bit by the mountain shadows on the horizon like a huge mouth. In the end, only the gorgeous sunset glow was left. However, this sunset glow could not last long in the face of the menacing dark night that came with stars and moons before disappearing.
Without a trace, light lost to darkness.
"It's getting dark."
Chen Mo looked up at the sky full of stars.
There was no movement.
Chen Mo looked sideways and saw that Yan Yu, who was leaning on his shoulder, had fallen asleep. His mouth was slightly open, and the saliva inside was swirling, ready to "pour" out from the corner of his mouth.
"They're all asleep."
Chen Mo shook his head helplessly and carried her lightly on his back.
"Donor, are you going down the mountain?" Monk Shuku came over and had never bothered them before.
"Yes." Chen Mo turned around and looked.
"There is nothing to eat on the mountain. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality." Monk Shuku said apologetically. Not only did this temple have no place to stay, but there was also very little food.
When Chen Mo and others came up today, the two monks who carried the bamboo tower down the mountain were just getting food, and no one came back at this time.
There are not many monks on the mountain, and these people are all ascetics and have very low food requirements.
"It doesn't matter, a bowl of water is enough as a treat." Chen Mo said nonchalantly.
After saying goodbye to the old monk, Chen Mo carried Yan Yu and walked down the mountain.
"Amitabha, this son is very destined to my Buddhist sect. Junior brother, you are right."
...
It was easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down, but it was no big deal for Chen Mo. After descending the steepest section, Chen Mo transformed into an agile monkey and jumped into the dense forest.
Chen Mo didn't plan to go back to Guanghua Temple. He simply found a place in the mountains and forests to live in a hermitage and be a hermit for a while.
"Bastard Chen Mo, when I travel from now on, I will definitely take the waterway. I will take a boat, a slow and rocking boat. I will repay today's revenge in every possible way."
In her sleep, Yan Yu murmured, with gritted teeth in her tone. It seemed that being forced to go up the mountain today was something she would bear in mind.
"In that case, I will hide wherever there is a river so that you can't find the boat."