Bai Gu packed up his mood and went to a well-known porridge shop on Baihua Street. He ordered a pot of shrimp and crab casserole porridge, and then packed up the pot and took it away.
Xiaoxiao still has to eat something to keep her body healthy now, and let’s wait until she is mentally strong enough to do the rest.
Bai Gu raised his head and glanced at the sky. It seemed like it was still early?
Bai Gu suddenly remembered something and walked towards the north gate.
When he reached a hill near Lingding Alley, Bai Gu felt a sense of soreness in his heart, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead and couldn't walk.
Bai Gu looked somewhere, trying to smile, but it turned out to be uglier than crying.
Bai Gu slowed down and tried his best to calm down his complicated heart.
Then Bai Gu took a deep breath, felt cruel, raised his legs and walked in another direction.
To the north of the hill is a desolate land with few people.
The originally open sand and gravel ground suddenly closed somewhere, leaving only a narrow path that could only be passed sideways by a person.
Although the large dry yellow weeds on both sides were weighed down by the heavy snow, they were still as high as Bai Gu's shoulders.
It is not difficult to see that these weeds are about the height of two people.
Bai Gu stepped onto the path sideways, pushing aside the obstructing weeds in front of him.
With vague memories, Bai Gu came to a small Buddhist temple.
The small Buddhist temple is not big, and even the main hall where the Buddha statue is enshrined is only ten steps in size. Next to it is a side room smaller than the main hall, which is used for the daily accommodation of monks resident in the temple.
Bai Gu came to the door of the Buddhist temple, took a look at the simple statue of Bodhisattva enshrined in the main hall, put his hands together and bowed, and then straightened up.
Bai Gu only felt that the small Buddhist temple was very small. Maybe even his own home was bigger than this small Buddhist temple.
And the name of the small Buddhist temple is also very casual, just called the small Buddhist temple.
These three words are engraved on the wooden plaque.
At this time, a young monk walked out of the small Buddhist temple, clasped his hands to Bai Gu, and sang the Buddha's name, "Is this donor coming to the temple to offer incense and worship Buddha?"
Bai Gu nodded, "I remember that there was an old monk in the Buddhist temple before. Why did he change the person?"
The young monk was a little surprised, "Has the donor been here before?"
"My grandma is a Buddhist. I came here with her when I was a child, and it was the old monk who hosted us."
The young monk suddenly realized, "The old abbot was already old, so he submitted an application to resign from his position in the temple. The Buddhist court approved the old abbot's application and sent a young monk here to take over the old abbot's position."
Bai Gu took out an ingot of silver, which was worth ten taels. "I want to offer you a stick of incense. This is a small token of my gratitude."
The young monk did not immediately reach out and take the money. "It will not be too late to donate the incense money after the donor has finished offering the incense. Please follow me, young monk."
The young monk made an invitation gesture and led Bai Gu into the small Buddhist temple.
The young monk took three sticks of incense for Bai Gu, then handed them to Bai Gu with both hands, "Donor please."
Bai Gu looked at the incense in the young monk's hand and felt something strange in his heart.
It's strange, I just feel like I shouldn't have received this fragrance.
Bai Gu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The young monk was a little confused, "Donor, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Bai Gu shook his head and said nothing.
Because the strangeness in my heart became more and more intense.
Bai Gu took a deep breath, with a flash of determination in his eyes, and resolutely took the three sticks of incense from the young monk's hand, and then turned to face the statue of Bodhisattva.
A small Buddhist temple with just a few sticks of incense, what can it do? You can't just kill me, right?
Besides, I was entrusted by Mr. Xu in white robe. If something happened, Mr. Xu in white robe wouldn't stand by and watch, right?
Bai Gu suppressed the strangeness in his heart, bowed three times to the statue of Bodhisattva, and then inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner on the incense table.
Although the young monk beside him showed no expression on his face, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Because if pilgrims want to offer incense sincerely, they need to kneel on the futon to pay homage to the Buddha statue.
Bai Gu stood up to offer incense. In the eyes of the young monk, it was a sign of disrespect for the Bodhisattva statue.
But what about the pilgrims? I am just a young monk, so how can I care about them? Just look at him, and you have to endure the awkwardness in your heart. After all, he is a living person that is difficult to see on ordinary days, and he is also a pilgrim who can pay for incense. Don't let him get away.
Otherwise, I can barely maintain my daily life by relying on the annual salary from the Buddhist Court. If you want to improve the food a little, you can only rely on pilgrims to pay for incense.
But where the bird doesn't poop, it's hard to see a living person on weekdays, let alone pilgrims.
The young monk has been here for more than four years and has only seen three people.
A crazy scholar.
A poor traveler.
And there is Bai Gu today.
Now the young monk is counting on Gu Bai to leave some incense money so that he can buy some biscuits or pickles and improve his food.
I eat cold wild vegetables or boiled noodles every day, and I'm really tired of it.
The young monk was actually very excited when he saw the ten taels of silver that Bai Gu had just taken. But in order to maintain the image of a monk, the young monk still tried hard to hold back.
It's not that he is greedy for money, it's just that he really can't eat the previous food and is eager to improve the food.
Bai Gu glanced at the statue of Bodhisattva and frowned slightly, but he still clasped his hands together and bowed.
The strange feeling in Bai Gu's heart reached its peak when he was lighting up the incense, as if an alarm bell was ringing in his ears, trying to stop him from lighting up the incense.
But when Bai Gu inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there.
This made Bai Gu very confused.
Bai Gu's intuition has always been very accurate, and he almost never makes mistakes.
But today... what is going on?
However, Bai Gu quickly regained his composure, put away the small expression on his face, turned around and greeted the young monk: "I have finished offering incense."
Then Bai Gu took out two ingots and ten taels of silver and handed them to the young monk, "This is my little incense money, please accept it."
Because there is nothing else on the incense table except the incense burner and incense ashes.
There wasn't even a shadow of an incense box or anything like that.
The young monk smiled and nodded, took the silver with both hands, and then clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you so much for your kindness. The young monk will pray for you, and the Bodhisattva will bless you."
The expression on Bai Gu's face remained unchanged, "If I don't pay for the incense, then I won't be able to pray for blessings and blessings?"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, and then embarrassment appeared on his face, "That's not true. The incense money is given voluntarily by the donor, but the blessings and blessings will always follow the donor."
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen any living people or pilgrims, and I’m still not very skilled in my business.
Bai Gu was too lazy to tease the young monk, and waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm just joking, don't take it too seriously. Let's go."
The young monk quickly sent Bai Gu out of the temple gate, "Donor, please go slowly."
Looking at Bai Gu's leaving figure, the young monk felt a little complicated.
What a strange pilgrim, but if you can offer money for incense, you are a good pilgrim!
Finally we can improve our food!
