(Do you think that golden body made of stone can see your piety?)
After another day on the boat, there was more and more water in the boat. In the end, Lan Feng and Uncle Wang could only pass the time on the bed board of the boat watching the surging river water, but Long Xiao didn't take it seriously and continued to hold up the boat with his bare feet in the water.
Early on the third day, the boat was still rippling in the river. Uncle Wang was so sleepy that he turned over and fell into the water.
"Ah!!" He woke up and shook the water from his face. Seeing that the water in the boat was approaching the edge of the boat, he said: "It's sinking, the boat is sinking!"
Lanfeng woke up when he shouted. He rubbed his eyes and looked towards the river. Through the thin morning light, he faintly saw a dark figure appearing on the river bank.
"Almost there~" Long Xiao sat in the water and yawned.
After walking for a while, the three of them saw the silhouette of a black shadow, alternating with mountains and temples, standing in the east. The moment the sun rose from the horizon, a ray of golden light spread from the top of Jinshan Temple to the water in all directions, sparkling and dyeing the morning mist a light golden color.
This Jinshan Temple is built on the mountain and embedded in the water storage lake beside the river. It is more than fifteen feet high and nearly one hundred and eighty feet wide. There is the Main Hall on the top of the mountain, accompanied by the Tianwang Hall and the Guanyin Pavilion. In front of it is the Water and Land Dojo to open the way. At the back, there is the Cishou Pagoda, which stands on the top of the mountain like a pillar supporting the sky. There are countless temples on the four sides, forming a trend of wrapping the mountain. . In addition, the wall is lined with gold, reflecting the bright morning light, with the sound of thunder and the light of Buddha, and the meaning of blessing from the golden roof, it is really majestic!
Although Uncle Wang was older, it was his first time to visit Jinshan Temple. He was amazed when he saw the Buddha's light shining all over the place: "This...is Jinshan Temple."
Seeing Uncle Wang looking in a daze, Long Xiao couldn't help but smile and said: "Yes, this is Jinshan Temple. At that time, Master Tripitaka went down the river and was rescued by Monk Faming from Jinshan Temple. He named him 'Jiang Liu'er' and later became a monk. Xuanzang'.
Later, by chance, I went to Huasheng Temple in Chang'an, and therefore I made a great wish to obtain the Western Scriptures. Emperor Taizong appreciated him and became a brother of the opposite sex, giving him the name "Tang Sanzang". If you count it carefully, it's more than five hundred years..."
Uncle Wang asked: "Which eminent monk is the abbot of Jinshan Temple now?"
Long Xiao said: "Master Kongxiang."
When the boat docked, Long Xiao tied the rope and said, "Come down, you two."
The uncle Wang looked around and saw that the hull of the boat was submerged in water and had nowhere to go, so he said: "This... you have to get the water out of here. You have to go to the temple to meet people later. This has soaked your clothes." How's that?"
Lanfeng didn't take it seriously and jumped into the boat. Long Xiao pulled Lan Feng up from the water and saw that Uncle Wang was still hesitating. Helpless, he knocked on the hull of the boat with a bamboo pole and said:
"You have stepped onto the other side, why do you need to cover the water again?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the water there flowed out from the hole again, leaving only a trace of water.
"Hey! This ship is quite interesting..." Uncle Wang smiled and got off the bed, went ashore and picked up his luggage. He felt hungry. When he saw someone selling breakfast, he dragged Lan Feng over to look for food.
After buying two drawers of small buns, Wang Bo just wanted to turn around and tell Long Xiao to wait here, but he didn't expect to see that the latter had already punted out and walked a long way away. This made him anxious, and he quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Brother! Come back! I will ask you to take me back later!!!"
The river is vast and the sound can be heard far away. When the dragon owl heard this, he turned around, smiled, and shouted: "Now that you have reached the other side, don't cross the sea of suffering again!!"
Uncle Wang looked helpless. This man had already left and he could not be brought back. Fortunately, I have enough money, so I can just hire another car.
After thinking about it, he led Lanfeng towards the gate of Jinshan Temple. Although it was early at this time, the reputation of Jinshan Temple was not comparable to that of ordinary mountain temples. There were already pilgrims coming in and out of the temple sporadically on the road.
Uncle Wang and Lan Feng went up the fifty-three Buddhist stairs to the mountain gate. Seeing that there were no monks to greet their guests, they walked in.
There were lush trees inside the mountain gate, and in front of the first level of the hall, there was a bronze incense burner with a radius of two feet, and wisps of green smoke lit up and filled the temple.
Under the green shade, I saw a young monk sweeping fallen leaves under the tree. Upon seeing this, Uncle Wang stepped forward and said, "Little master, has the abbot of your temple gotten up?"
The young monk stopped his broom and saluted Uncle Wang: "The abbot hasn't gotten up yet. What do you have to ask me, almsgiver?"
Uncle Wang explained his purpose of coming, took out the letter that Master Su had given him from his luggage and handed it to the young monk. The young monk took the letter and said: "You two, please come with me..."
After saying that, Lan Feng and Uncle Wang went up the mountain road with the young monk. The stone pavement along the way is still soaked in moisture, with dead leaves scattered and yellow and white chrysanthemums blooming. After a while, the three of them came to a side hall.
The young monk walked to the door and said, "You two sit down and rest for a while while I go to report to the abbot."
Uncle Wang and Lan Feng thanked him and sat down in the side hall. Uncle Wang said: "Son, don't talk nonsense for a while. This is my first time here and I don't know the rules of these monks."
Lanfeng nodded. He was an easy-going person, but he didn't like to talk to strangers, so he gave people a well-behaved feeling wherever he went.
After a cup of tea, the little monk came back again. He said: "You two, Master Abbot wants to see you, please come with me."
The two of them went up the mountain as young monks and passed through the main hall to the abbot's living room. After entering the door, the young monk gently stepped out and closed the door. Lan Feng and Uncle Wang did not dare to walk around in the room. They saw that there were Buddha statues on the desk and Guanyin statues hanging on the walls on both sides.
After a while, an old monk came out of the back room. This old monk looked to be in his seventies, with a thin face, ears hanging down from his shoulders, and a two-foot white beard hanging under his chin. He wears one hundred and eight purple wood rosary beads on his neck, is wrapped in plain clothes, and is covered with a set of red cassocks.
Before Uncle Wang could speak, the old monk saluted and said, "Amitabha, I am Kongxiang. I heard that my mentor and old friend sent someone here. I didn't come far to welcome you. I hope you can forgive me."
As soon as Kong Xiang raised his head, he saw the sapphire beads on Lan Feng's neck.
"This Buddha bead..." he said excitedly, "It's my fault, I've lost my temper, please come here."
The three of them sat down on the futon in front of the case, and then Uncle Wang said, "I just heard Master Kongxiang talk about my mentor and old friend. Could it be that the abbot my master mentioned was your master?"
Kong Xiang said: "Exactly, Master Sanzang returned to Jinshan Temple to preach sutras and Dharma after he attained enlightenment. When he left, he left behind the four characters 'Xuan, Jing, Difficulty, and Kong' as his disciples' names. I should be 'Kong' ', the master is the last abbot 'Nangkong'. However, the master has already achieved bliss in his early years..."
"That's it." Uncle Wang said.
Kong Xiang took out the letter and sighed: "I have read the letter, but I didn't expect that this child would suffer such a misfortune at such a young age." He paused, "In the early years, when my master was still here, I heard him mention your master. .Since it is the entrustment of an old friend, how can I not obey it?"
He looked at Lanfeng and said, "Child, what is your name?"
"Lan Feng." Lan Feng said.
Kong Xiang nodded and said with a smile: "Although the fallen leaves are in the misty mountains, you can still see the scenery of the world when riding the wind. What a good name! Who gave you the Buddhist beads on your neck?"
Lan Feng shook his head. Seeing that he was silent, Space nodded and said, "It must be a predestined relationship with Buddha."
"Dong dong."
At this time there was a knock on the door.
"Uncle Kongxiang Master, Elder Xuanzhi woke up today and said that he came to the temple because of Buddha's destiny. I asked you to come over!" A monk outside the door shouted.
Kong Xiang was immediately startled, looked at Lan Feng and murmured: "Could it be that this child is the Buddha's fate?"
After thinking about it, he said: "I know, you go ahead."
When Uncle Wang saw that Lan Feng had made arrangements, he handed his luggage to Lan Feng and said, "Son, you will stay here from now on. There will be many masters to take care of you, and you won't have to suffer the persecution of the villagers. You too Be obedient and avoid making the masters angry."
Lan Feng nodded and thanked Uncle Wang, who then said to Kong Xiang: "Master, now that I have given him to you, I hope you will work hard to teach him."
"Amitabha, donor, please rest assured." Kong Xiang said.
Uncle Wang nodded, said goodbye to Kong Xiang and Lan Feng, and walked down the mountain road to leave.
Seeing Uncle Wang leaving, Kong Xiang turned around and patted Lan Feng and said, "Let's go, kid, the elder should want to see you."
Lanfeng nodded and followed Kongxiang. On the way, Lanfeng asked: "Master Kongxiang, who is the abbot?"
Kong Xiang said with a smile: "Abbot Xuanzhi is the sacred monk of our Jinshan Temple! He was a disciple personally selected by Master Tripitaka back then. He received the true teachings of Master Tripitaka. He has lived for more than five hundred years now. Do you think he is? Holy monk."
"Five hundred years?!" Lan Feng said in shock, "Can people really live that long?"
Kong Xiang just smiled and did not answer Lan Feng.
The two came to the Main Hall and saw the luxurious decoration in the hall. In the center was the golden body of the third Buddha, with four Bodhisattvas standing on the sides, and eighteen Arhats in front of the left and right walls. Behind the statue of the third Buddha, there is also a golden body, which is Master Tripitaka.
There are one hundred and eight futons scattered in the hall, surrounding the third Buddha. There is a table in front of the Buddha statue, with a merit book on it. There is a huge wooden fish on the left side of the table, and a clock on the right side.
At this time, some monks were already meditating on the futon, and some pilgrims were praying in the temple.
A monk came to Kong Xiang and said, "The elder is almost at the main hall."
Kong Xiang listened and responded, then walked to the outside of the hall with Lan Feng to wait. Not long after, Elder Xuanzhai was seen walking over tremblingly, supported by two monks.
Lanfeng saw that Elder Xuanzhi was really old. He squinted his eyes, the beard under his chin was gone, and he was less than five feet long. His face was covered with wrinkles, his skin was covered with bones, and even the clothes on his body could not hold him up.
Kong Xiang led Lan Feng to Elder Xuanzhi and bowed deeply: "Elder, why are you here?"
Although the elder is very old, his ears and mouth are very sharp. He slowly said: "Yesterday... I dreamed that a big bird flew over. It was vague and couldn't be seen clearly. It seemed like a peacock. The peacock is the mother of Buddha. I haven't dreamed about it for a long time. I must have dreamed about it. It’s because I have Buddhist fate to come to the temple today..."
Kong Xiang smiled and said: "Elder, there are no peacocks in this temple. However, this morning, an old friend of my master sent a child." After saying this, he patted Lan Feng beside him.
"Hello, sir." Lanfeng said timidly, staring at the Xuanzhai.
"Oh?" Elder Xuanzhai raised his head and saw the sapphire beads on Lan Feng's neck. His heart beat violently for a moment, and his squinted eyes suddenly widened. He pointed at Lan Feng and trembled uncontrollably. In the end, the elder Xuanzhai knelt down!
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva..."
