The Buddha Temple is not pure

Chapter 42

"Your Highness, may I ask what kind of incense is burned in the temple?"

The eldest prince didn't even think about it, and replied: "There is no incense in the temple."

Lord Yawang and Ji Luoyu exchanged glances, although they stopped asking, they obviously didn't believe it.

The eldest prince seemed to have guessed it: "Waiter, please follow me."

He walked quickly towards the Changming Hall, but the young monks who passed by were all dumbfounded when they saw Ji Luoyu's true face. , As long as you look up and look at it, the wooden fish will definitely not be able to knock it down.

The waiter of the lamp has manifested himself?

Datongming Temple was originally built for the merits of Venerable Yuejing, and only Venerable Yuejing is enshrined in the main hall.

Ji Luoyu didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he covered his face with his hands, and followed him into the hall, turning his eyes back and forth, looking around, and felt that the place was clear, peaceful, grand and bright, and it was infinitely higher than the main hall of Mengjue Temple , how much wider.

Just as he was sighing, Lord Yawang signaled her to look up with his eyes, it was fine if she didn't look up, but when she looked up, she saw a solemn and solemn golden body of four feet eight, looking down with supreme compassion.

As the temple bell rang, her heart also tightened its strings.

Venerable Yuejing's eyebrows and eyes were not much different from that of the master, which was expected, but what surprised her were the two attendants beside the master.

Afraid that it was her eyes that were dazzled, she rubbed it and looked at it again, it was still the same, she was right.

It was like standing in front of a huge bronze mirror, not only reflected in the mirror, but also magnified several times.

The eldest prince bowed and said, "The golden body is here, the waiter should believe it now."

She didn't answer, her heart was so flustered, she bypassed the eldest prince, took a few steps to another waiter and looked at him carefully, she was exactly the same as Yue Weiyang in appearance.

There really is such a coincidence in the world!

The eldest prince continued to explain: "This is the attendant of Tianxiang. It is strange to say that since the golden body of the attendant of Tianxiang has been cultivated, the temple has been filled with unique fragrance every day. It seems that Qianbuxiang can cure all kinds of diseases, but it can also relieve worries and worries, and get a moment of peace.

This fragrance is peculiar, and I have tried to make it, but I can't get it right. "

Ji Luo stepped back, not paying attention to the threshold, staggered and fell out of the door, Yawang Jun hurried over to help him up: "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

She supported her forehead, her frowning brows trembled slightly, and her breathing became more and more rapid: "What's going on, what happened thousands of years ago?"

"You really don't have any impression?"

"No, I've already told you!" She was furious, pulled Yawang-jun's collar, and said angrily, "I have completely forgotten everything before I met my master, except for remembering my name. I don’t even remember, how many times do you want me to say it!”

Lord Yawang knew that she was in a bad mood at the moment, so he didn't care about it, he just said softly: "Then have you ever thought about why you don't remember?"

"How do I know!" Tears kept rolling, she seemed to be recalling the unintelligible words when she first met Yue Weiyang.

What about "smart teeth, not lost in the past", I was only dazzled by anger at the time, and didn't think about when she was talking about the past.

"Did you already know that?"

Yawangjun squeezed sweat in his palm and shook his head: "No, I didn't know at first, but later Yangyang mentioned a few words, and they were all fragmented words, but I guess the meaning of putting them together guessed."

"So my predecessor was really the Lantern Waiter?"

He couldn't hide it anymore, nodded and said: "That's right, the glazed lotus lantern that Yang Yang gave you at that time belonged to the attendant with the lantern." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the image in his eyes, and the attendant with the lantern did have exactly the same lamp in his hand. lamp.

Ji Luoyu's eyes were red, and he took a deep breath: "I don't know how I offended her when I was a lantern attendant. After I was reincarnated in Dongdu, she wanted to arrange me like that, deceive me, and use me."

"No, it's not like that, she never was."

"You still want to defend her now?"

"I didn't defend her, I just told the truth." Lord Yawang was also anxious.

"Really?" Ji Luoyu sneered, pointing to the golden body of the Buddha, "The waiter Tianxiang is here, if you don't believe me, ask her yourself."

"How do you ask this question? Buddha statues can't speak, so stop making trouble."

Ji Luoyu stood up and smoked three sticks of incense from the confession case: "Will it be possible to invite saints by burning incense? She has already become a Buddha, as long as she is sincere, she will certainly be able to invite you. Do you still need me to teach you?"

Lord Yawang remained silent.

She went to the lamp again, lit the three incense sticks, shook them in the air, and stuffed them in front of Lord Yawang: "Come on, let her tell you what good things she has done, so that you don't have to keep saying that I have been wronged." she."

Ya Wangjun does not accept.

She was in a hurry: "No, right? If you don't, I will."

After all, she knelt down in front of the Buddha, pinched the three sticks of incense on her fingertips, and the scent of the incense smoked her eyes. She resisted the ever-spreading soreness, and leaned over to ask: "Please add the incense to the waiter to show your holiness."

There is no fruit after the first prostration, no fruit after the second prostration, and no fruit after the third prostration.

She finally stopped her movements, still secretly wondering if Yue Weiyang refused to see her anymore, or was it because she was unwilling or because she felt guilty and felt ashamed to see her again?

After a long time, Yawangjun said in a difficult tone, "Don't bother, she hasn't become a Buddha, so you can't invite her."

"What do you mean?"

"She has been charged with too many crimes, and it is impossible for her to become a Buddha. Her body has not returned, let alone three incense sticks, even if you burn three hundred incense sticks, she will not be able to hear your prayers."

"What crime?" Tears welled up in her scarlet eyes, but her face was expressionless.

"Kill the gods, go against the sky, change your fate."

"Which god did you kill? What kind of heaven did you go against? Whose life did you change?"

Lord Yawang hesitated to speak, but seeing her stubbornness, she finally told the truth: "She killed Bingyi God, violated the will of Tianji Palace, and changed your fate, everything They are all capital offenses, and on the day my master became a Buddha, she told me that it is hard to escape the retribution of being wiped out."

She quietly sat cross-legged on the mat, nodded and said: "Kill the God of Frozen End? Could it be that the heavy rain on the Lantern Festival stopped because she killed the God of Frozen End? How about face, but, when did she go against the will of the Tianji Palace and change my fate? Why can’t I remember, Mr. Yawang, in front of Venerable Yuejing, don’t talk nonsense and confuse black and white. To keep the position of the scribe officer, flatter Tianji Palace, take great pains to plot against me and Duan Shiqing, and plot against my fate in the past eighteen lifetimes!"

"You kept saying that she plotted against you and Duan Shiqing's marriage, but how did you ever become a married couple?"

She was silent, raised her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Perhaps because of her failure, she was convicted by Tianji Palace, I don't know."

"She who dares to kill gods, how can she care about the vain job of writing in Dongdu? Under the honor of Tianxiang's waiter, how can she put Tianji Palace in her eyes?"

Lord Yawang shook his head, leaned against the vermilion gate, and sighed deeply: "In the beginning, she really wanted to follow the golden edict of Lord Lian Zhenxing and match you with Duan Shiqing to repay Duan Shiqing's marriage debt, but later she I discovered your mole, and I know that you have been harmed by others in your eighteenth life, and your fundamental temperament has not changed, so I moved to help you change your fate against the sky, understand?"

"Your temperament hasn't changed?" She raised her head and lost her voice, "So that's what it means."

Yawang Jun said helplessly: "I thought you would feel better if you concealed the truth, but I found that your misunderstanding of her has become the source of your pain. The reason why you left Dongdu is because you didn't have the courage to face it. In your past, you traveled all the way, but didn't mention Yue Weiyang. If you were as heartless as it seems, it would be fine, but you can't sleep well, you can't eat well, when you have a headache and brain fever, when you are unconscious, all you chanted is her name. .”

"Stop talking!"

She got up and wanted to rush out the door, but was stopped by Lord Yawang: "I haven't finished speaking yet, since I have said it, let's make it clear."

She tried her best to shake off Yawangjun's hand and rushed out, but was entangled in her steps by a sentence behind her.

"She has calculated thousands of times, including herself, but never calculated you."

Yawang Jun saw her stop, and then said: "You must have discovered that Sao Yuxuan doesn't have your life strategy. She has never been able to write about you. She can arrange everyone, but she can't arrange you. Are you right?" For her, it is an undecided existence. That time you were pushed down the tripping fairy ditch was also a temporary idea on her part, because she couldn't think of any other way to change her fate against the sky, so she could only end you now If you use Earth Vein Zizhi to revive your fate, your marriage with Duan Shiqing will also be deemed void."

She turned around: "Really?"

Lord Yawang said helplessly: "Otherwise, why would she go to great lengths to bring you back from the dead, and finally a thunderbolt fell on Yekuipo and left you in Mengjue Temple? Although there are also her own schemes in this." He explained, "The trip to the Immortal Ditch was for your good, but keeping you in Mengjue Temple was for her own sake, don't you understand?"

It's a lie to say that I don't understand, Yue Weiyang is so cold and lonely, but he broke the precepts for her many times, peeled crabs for her in front of the Buddhist hall, and filled the Lingquan with her favorite Jiang Liqiu. Every piece, vividly.

Lord Yawang leaned over, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "I guess you don't really hate her that much, but it's just that life and death are imminent, and it's hard for you to accept."

He also said that it was guesswork, there was no evidence, but his words were like a knife and axe, cutting off the cage that imprisoned the wild beast, all the suppressed emotions poured out, and she was almost out of breath.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Make me look like a fool."

Ya Wangjun simply sat on the ground: "So what if I told you earlier? You know that not everyone can bear the price of changing one's life against the sky. Since she decided to do this, she has no intention of turning back, but if you knew her from the beginning It's hard to guarantee that she won't obstruct her purpose, then her plan will be in vain."

"Planning?" She laughed, the smile was uglier than crying, "I would trade my own life for my marriage, this writer is so stupid, why is he talking about planning?"

"What about you? It's just a marriage. Why did you kill yourself in the bridal chamber when you got married in Tianji Palace? Could it be that you are also trading your life for a marriage?"

"No, it's my own life."

"Same, your life is her life."

How did he say these words so calmly, and so firmly, even if Yue Weiyang himself was present, he would probably not admit it, he always looked superior, and never revealed his feelings to others.

"How is she now?"

Lord Yawang turned his face away: "Let's go to ashes, she said it herself."

Ji Luoyu looked at him coldly: "Tianji Palace wants to punish her, so you really let her go?"

"It's her herself who brought the leader of Frozen End God to go to Tianji Palace, who can stop it? If Tianji Palace doesn't appease its anger, there will be endless troubles for Donghui, you know that!"

"I'm not very clear, I just want to know, is there no way to save the ashes?"

He was surprised and said: "Why, you still want to save her? Don't say that there is no way to save her, even if it can be saved, it shouldn't be up to you to take the lead. Forget what I just told you, it will take a year and a half , you can become a Buddha, and you must not make any mistakes during this period!"

Ji Luoyu raised his eyes and looked at him blankly: "Did she tell you when she was here?"

"what?"

"I never listen to advice."

Lord Yawang was helpless: "Don't do this, don't make me regret that I told you this, is it okay?"

"Amitabha." While the two were talking, the abbot of Datongming Temple came over, "Why don't you two benefactors go to the hall for a conversation?"

All the monks were shocked when they saw Ji Luoyu's appearance, but the old abbot in front of him was not. With his gray beard and broad forehead, he looked very much like Maitreya Buddha, but without the kindness of Maitreya Buddha, Zhuang Su replaced him. majesty.

Upon hearing the words, the eldest prince rushed over, clasped his hands together and said, "Abbot Tong Ji."

The abbot heard the words, and replied: "It turns out that it is His Royal Highness, today the flower will be held, you should be in Wangcheng."

"I made a temporary decision to come over, sorry to bother you."

Only then did Ji Luoyu and Lord Yawang discover that the old abbot was a blind monk who could not see in both eyes. No wonder, he was not surprised to see Ji Luoyu.

The eldest prince said: "Waiter, do you want to move into the hall?"

Tong Ji heard his address, and said with a smile: "Could it be that the girl is the reincarnation of the waiter with the lamp they said?"

Ji Luo replied: "I don't dare to be, although I look the same, but I have forgotten all my past, so I don't know if it is true or not."

Tong Ji nodded: "For the things of the past, forgetting is also worrying, and remembering is also worrying. If you don't care about it, you will be safe."

The four of them came to the hall while talking. This meditation room is very quiet. It is connected to the pond courtyard in the front and the flower valley in the back. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is very quiet.

Ji Luoxuan sat cross-legged, looked at the teacup placed on the table, and asked, "Abbot, may I ask how old you are?"

"When a poor monk is an octogenarian, talk about his age in vain."

"The abbot is already an octogenarian, and there are so many years to look back on. Doesn't he worry about it every day?"

Monk Tongji heard that this girl was rebellious, and she had objections to what he said just now, so she was eager to refute.

"It's also worry and joy, it's not the same."

"Then if you have a choice, would you rather forget it or remember it?"

The eldest prince wants to be courteous to those who are three points. It is really abrupt for her to ask.

But Monk Tongji was not angry, he said: "Of course I dare not forget, practice is not easy, how can I let go of my original intention?"

"That's it. If there is a choice, no one will choose to forget, right?"

The old abbot stopped talking, and no one could answer her.

Ya Wangjun felt that the atmosphere was not right, and asked with lips: "What's wrong?"

She shook her head.

All of a sudden, the old abbot said: "No, it becomes suffering and impermanence, you should abandon it and forget it."

"Why become bitter?"

"Those whose nature is suffering, although they may be happy for a while, they will eventually return to suffering."

"I don't care what is impermanent, what I want is a moment of happiness!"

The old abbot smiled: "Isn't the current life and death parting the bitter fruit of the benefactor choosing to be happy for a moment?"

"You!" Ji Luoyu was always eloquent, but it was the first time he was choked so badly.

"Benefactor, it is said that you are the reincarnation of the waiter with the lamp, but according to the old monk, you are not like the light of the waiter with the lamp. Although she encountered unexpected disasters back then, she was able to make a decisive decision and avoid many troubles later. I have never heard of nostalgia. I really admire this old monk.”

"make a prompt decision?"

"That's right." The abbot placed his four fingers together on her teacup and found that it was already cold, so he asked someone to change it, "There is an aspiration in the temple stele, when the waiter with the lamp wrote down his thoughts in his own hand, don't miss the past, don't suffer doom , walked away at the moment when the great road was about to be completed, and with his own body, left and right dynasties rose and fell for a hundred years, and changed for a thousand years. Affection."

It was her, no doubt about it.

But there was one thing that Ji Luo didn't understand: "What is Cunsilu?"

"I know that." Lord Yawang rushed to say, "I heard Yang Yang mention that that book seems to be quite magical, as long as I record what I see, hear, feel and think in it, I can forget everything. Hence the name 'Cunsi'."

He suddenly added, "However, according to what she said, it seems that the memory record is kept in the master's place. She still went to ask for it at that time, but she gave up again for some reason."

"Master has become a Buddha, where is Cun Silu now? You won't be staying in Sao Yuxuan in Dongdu, right?"

Lord Yawang didn't know either.

The old abbot said neither in a hurry nor in a slow manner: "Benefactor, there is a book of thoughts kept in the Sutra Pavilion of this temple all the year round, but it doesn't look like the benefactor is looking for it."

"How do you know it's not what I'm looking for? Could it be that there are still many copies of Cunsilu?"

Lord Yawang shook his head: "It is absolutely impossible, Cunsilu is a rare treasure, and there is only one copy in the whole world!"

The old abbot said: "I have heard from my disciples that there is not a word in the book of Cunsilu in the Sutra Pavilion."

"Not a single word? How is that possible!" Ji Luoyu got up, "Take me there." He was also in a hurry.

The old abbot managed to get up and greeted everyone, but the Sutra Pavilion was never open to the public, so he only asked them to wait outside the door.

Ji Luoyu was never obedient, the more she said she was not allowed to enter, the more she wanted to go in, and rushed in to find it by herself despite the old abbot's obstruction.

The old abbot couldn't see in both eyes, and he had no choice but to tell her which row and column the book should be placed in.

Soon, she brought out a blue book, about the thickness of two fingers, with "Cunsilu" written on it.

Lord Yawang also came over at some point, seeing her in a daze, urged: "What are you doing, open it."

She took a deep breath and finally turned to the first page of the book.

There are no words.

The second page, still no words.

Crashing and flipping through to the end, there is still no word.

"How could this be?"