Lin Xiaofeng hurriedly put his hands together and said: "The senior monk came in just now to report. I couldn't hold it back, so I helped the senior monk sweep the floor. I hope the senior monk won't mind."
The old monk said: "I have informed the abbot that the donor wants to come inside to offer incense. Please come with me."
Lin Xiaofeng took Wangcai and followed him in.
This ancient temple really deserves the word "ancient temple".
There are really no traces of modernity in the buildings inside.
Unlike other temples, floor tiles, air conditioners, etc. can be seen everywhere.
The architecture here really maintains the style of ancient temples.
The only other temple like this that Lin Xiaofeng had seen was the Xiaohua Temple where Jue Chen lived.
But the Gusha Temple and Xiaohua Temple are also very different.
The reason why Xiaohua Temple has no traces of modernization is entirely because it is dilapidated.
Everything is dilapidated and dilapidated, and the houses are leaking. Compared to the beginning, there is no condition to get things like air conditioning.
Although this ancient temple is said to be an ancient temple in the mountains, it is actually not far from Leshan City.
I didn’t expect that after so many years, it still maintains such an antique charm.
Under the feet are slightly uneven bluestone bricks.
Lin Xiaofeng and Wang Cai followed the old sweeping monk and went straight to the Main Hall.
In Buddhist temples, the main hall is the main hall, which is also called the main hall.
The Main Hall is the core building of the entire temple and is also the place where monks gather to practice morning and evening.
What is enshrined in the middle of the main hall is naturally Sakyamuni, the Lord Buddha.
The ones worshiped on both sides are the Eighteen Arhats.
Behind the Buddhist altar in the middle, three great saints are enshrined.
The three great saints are Manjusri, Samantabhadra and Guanyin.
Manjusri rides a lion, Samantabhadra rides a six-tusked white elephant, and Avalokitesvara rides a dragon.
"The Main Hall? Why is this main hall called the Main Hall?" Wangcai followed Lin Xiaofeng, full of curiosity.
Lin Xiaofeng glared at him and thought he was too talkative.
The old monk sweeping the floor was standing by, but he happily explained: "Mahaxiong is the virtuous name of the Buddha."
The old monk sweeping the floor continued: "The great hero is called the great hero because the Buddha has wisdom and virtue and can break through the subtle and deep sorrow. The great one contains everything; the heroic one subdues all demons; and the precious one is the three treasures. They are all passed down in this hall.
By upholding the righteous Dharma, my Buddha’s power will dominate the world.
As the old sweeping monk spoke, he took out a stick of incense and handed it to Lin Xiaofeng's side.
Lin Xiaofeng took the incense, knelt on the futon, looked at Sakyamuni in front of him, and worshiped respectfully.
After worshiping and offering incense, Lin Xiaofeng turned his head, looked at the old monk sweeping the floor, and said strangely: "Master, I haven't seen any other eminent monks in the temple since I entered this ancient temple."
"In the past, shouldn't all eminent monks be practicing in the Main Hall at this time?"
The old monk sweeping the floor next to him said with a smile: "People who practice in ancient temples like to be clean and don't want to see strangers. They won't come out if there is nothing to do on weekdays."
Wangcai asked: "What about you, old man, why are you running around without practicing Buddhism diligently?"
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he wished he could kick this bastard Wangcai away.
The old monk who swept the floor was not angry after hearing Wangcai's words. Instead, he replied: "The young monk is stupid and can't sit still and meditate like other masters."
This old monk said that he could not sit quietly and meditate like other masters, which was absolutely nonsense.
If you can come to practice in this ancient temple, who can be compared to one of the best masters outside?
Who can’t meditate?
Meditation is meditation.
All the monks who can come here have a calm mind. Otherwise, they would not be able to come here to practice.
"Master's words are serious." Lin Xiaofeng raised his hands and said, "I came here because of one thing. I heard that there is a relic in the ancient temple, which was left by Sakyamuni."
"May I ask, is this relic still in the ancient temple?"
Lin Xiaofeng finally revealed his true purpose of coming to the ancient temple this time.
When the old monk sweeping the floor heard Lin Xiaofeng's question, a faint smile appeared on his face. He clasped his hands together and said, "The relics of Lord Sakyamuni Buddha are priceless treasures and are naturally enshrined in our Buddhist temple."
Hearing that Fan Jie had not yet taken away the relic, he felt relieved.
"The incense has also been put on. I wonder when the donor will leave?" the old sweeping monk asked.
The old monk was not polite and had no intention of leaving Lin Xiaofeng to stay for a while longer.
In other words, allowing Lin Xiaofeng to come in and burn incense in a place like the Gucha Temple is actually quite a favor to Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng came here not really for the purpose of offering incense. He said to the old monk: "Master, I don't know. This kid came to Gusha Temple this time because he had heard about the name of Gusha Temple. He wanted to stay here for a few days. It's good.
Study some Buddhism.”
Lin Xiaofeng naturally took out the banner that he wanted to study Buddhism.
Otherwise, if you just say that you want to live in an ancient temple for a while.
It's strange that people can keep you.
This is a place of Buddhism. I said I wanted to stay and study Buddhism. Did the old sweeping monk have the nerve to drive me away?
The old monk sweeping the floor looked Lin Xiaofeng up and down: "The donor doesn't seem like someone who likes to study Buddhism."
Lin Xiaofeng clasped his hands together and replied: "Just because I didn't like it before, doesn't mean I don't like it now. After I entered this ancient temple, I was shocked by the Buddhist teachings here. I wanted to stay and see if I am destined to be a Buddha."
The old monk who swept the floor said: "Since the benefactor has this predestined relationship with the Buddha, then the old monk will help the benefactor ordain and stay here to become a monk."
The old monk sweeping the floor was not stupid, perhaps he vaguely understood some of Lin Xiaofeng's thoughts.
He actually defeated an entire army.
These words were so shocking that Lin Xiaofeng didn't know how to answer the question.
Want to shave yourself?
Nima.
Lin Xiaofeng's heart sank. What else could he do at this time?
Could it be that he nodded stupidly, said no problem, and then asked this old man to shave himself?
Or refuse to agree.
If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid the old man will say that he doesn't even want to be tonsured and that he wants to study Buddhism exclusively.
This suddenly put me in a bit of a dilemma.
It seemed that although the old sweeping monk was friendly and kind, he was not a pedantic person.
Lin Xiaofeng had a long mouth, but in his heart he was thinking about how to answer the old monk sweeping the floor.
The old monk sweeping the floor had a faint smile on his face and asked: "Donor, do you still want to be ordained? Do you still want to study Buddhism?"
"Ahem." Lin Xiaofeng coughed: "To be honest, I came here because I wanted to meditate here for a while. I don't necessarily have to enter Buddhism."
He said: "It is said that Buddhists are broad-minded and open to all rivers. Is it possible that the master can't tolerate a kid like me living here for a while?"
The old monk sweeping the floor frowned slightly: "You boy, you are very tight-lipped. If you really want to stay for a while, I will certainly welcome you."