After all, Gong Chongbao Xian did not know about this ancient temple.
After all, he came from Japan.
At this time, Fanjie shook his head: "This can be rest assured. The two of us, anyway, are disciples of Buddhism.
For so many years, the Buddhist gate has not been a iron plate.
During the Qing Dynasty, there were Zen, Pure Land, Tiantai, Huayan, Laws, and the Fa.
At most, the two are only different from the Buddha. The possibility of fighting for their two is very small.
Early the next morning, Lin Xiaofeng woke up.
He got up, simply washed, and then put on a clean and tidy clothing.
To go to the place of Buddhism, naturally you ca n’t be casual.
After changing his clothes, Lin Xiaofeng took Wangcai, went out of the hotel, then recruited a taxi, and rushed directly to the direction of Leshan City.
The two of them were sitting in the car and did not enter Leshan City, but rushed directly to the direction of Guyong Temple.
The mountain where the Guyong Temple is located, named Longkou Mountain.
Longkou Mountain is located in the south of Leshan City and Emei City.
Here are few people.
Longkou Mountain Forest is lush, and there are countless beauty.
The road of Shanglongkou Mountain is a sheep intestine trail. It can just accommodate two cars.
And it is uneven mud road.
The taxi driver is about forty years old and drives the car, but it is quite talkative: "Brother, you are fine, what's going on to do this deserted mountain wild ridge."
Lin Xiaofeng was sitting in the co -pilot's position: "I heard that there is a temple here, of course, to worship the Buddha."
"Is there a temple here?" The taxi driver's face showed strangely: "Why don't you go to Leshan City, worship the Buddha, worship the Ledshan Buddha?"
This is the middle of Leshan City and Mount Emei.
In these two places, there are many temple Buddhist courtyards.
The famous tourist attractions are also countless.
For so many years, taxi drivers have also pulled many guests to come here to play.
It's just that in this deserted mountains and wild riding, taxi drivers have never heard of any temples.
Lin Xiaofeng just laughed and didn't say much.
When the taxi driver saw Lin Xiaofeng didn't speak, he didn't ask.
Just pull it to the place to give money.
The car is driving until the top of the mountain.
The top of the mountain has a great temple.
When it was approaching, there was a bell, and there was a sound of the monks who read the Scripture Buddha.
"Well, there are really temples here." The taxi driver's face showed a surprise.
Lin Xiaofeng took out more than 500 yuan and passed the past: "No need to find more, trouble."
Lin Xiaofeng opened the door and got out of the car with Wangcai.
The taxi driver touched his head, and then drove away.
Lin Xiaofeng walked slowly to the door of the temple.
This temple is obviously quite old -fashioned.
At least it is the ancient temple built a century ago.
Lin Xiaofeng came to the door, raised his hand, and knocked on the gate of this temple.
Then he stood at the door and waited quietly.
Squeak ~
A slightly harsh sound came from the door.
The door was opened.
Inside is an old monk in his 70s.
The old monk was hump, wearing a shabby blue Buddha shirt, with a long beard, and a broom in his hand.
When he opened the door, he was not asking Lin Xiaofeng, nor was he welcoming Lin Xiaofeng.
Instead, he came out, took care of himself, and swept the fallen leaves in front of the Guyong Temple.
His movement was slow, sweeping slowly.
Lin Xiaofeng glanced at the door of half open.
Then there was a smile on his face.
Wangcai wanted to run in directly, but when he saw Lin Xiaofeng's intention to go in, he looked at Lin Xiaofeng with his eyes. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng turned and came to the old monk: "Master, this is the ancient temple temple."
"Yes." The old monk swept the ground with his own ground and answered casually.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "I come, for the sake of the first one, I also ask the master to make it convenient."
Wangcai said on the side and said, "Isn't that door open?
Hearing the dog of Wangcai, he spit out his words, and the action of sweeping the old monk paused slightly.
Then, the old monk sweeping the floor closed his hands and said slowly: "The door is open there. If the owner wants to go to the incense, go in directly to the incense, so do you say hello to my sweeping monk?"
To put it, the movements in his hands are constantly, and continue to clean the leaves on the ground.
Lin Xiaofeng on the side, captured the broom in the hands of the old monk: "Master, this hard work, my young man will help you do it, and ask the master to help me go in to report."
The old monk sweeped the eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "You kid, the door has opened, but he refuses to enter.
Lin Xiaofeng replied: "The place of Buddhism, if not notified, is to break through, it is disrespect to the Buddha owner."
The old monk swept a gently humming in his mouth: "It's really troublesome."
After speaking, he walked inside, apparently helping Lin Xiaofeng notification.
Seeing that the old monk went in, Wangcai couldn't help but said to Lin Xiaofeng: "I said that your guy is so troublesome, and you can just go directly. Can this old man still be able to stop us?"
"Shut up." Lin Xiaofeng glared at the two goods: "I don't look at what this place is. This is the Guyong Temple, the old monk who swept the floor just now.
Wangcai's lips, don't say much.
Lin Xiaofeng did not have a spare time, but rolled up the leaves on the ground regularly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the old monk went in, it was more than an hour, and it didn't mean to come out.
The old monk didn't come out, and Lin Xiaofeng kept sweeping the floor.
Lin Xiaofeng's heart was faintly guessed. The old monks in this temple are testing themselves.
Before coming, Lin Xiaofeng's heart was faintly speculated.
The more such a Buddhist monk, the more you like the world.
For these Buddhist monks, it is important to have a person's understanding.
If a person has no understanding, even if the strength is strong, these Buddhist monks may not be ignored.
On the contrary, if a person is very high, even ordinary people, these Buddhist monks will treat them with courtesy.
Soon, two hours have passed, and the fallen leaves in front of Guyong Temple have been swept away.
As soon as the fallen leaves were swept away, the old monk before came out of the temple.
Lin Xiaofeng's heart is even more certain to test his own understanding.
After the old monk came out, he saw the clean and tidy ground outside, nodded slightly, and a smile on his face: "Yes, I didn't expect the owner to sweep a little more clean than me."