Dang, Dang, Dang The evening bell of Jingci Temple echoes, floating among the double-eaved pavilions.The setting sun shines on the little beasts on the eaves, and the crisp sound of wind chimes also becomes melancholy.
On the bluestone steps, the shadows of the two overlapped, and Pan Yu sat beside her, the golden sunset outlined the outline of her face, which could be painted.
Chinese.A gentle shout cut through the tranquility at this moment.
kindness?Xu Xian turned his head.
I have to go now.Pan Yu's eyes were erratic, but he didn't look at Xu Xian.
Xu Xian’s face was a little confused. Let’s go?Aren't you going to live here tonight?You gave you so much money, the abbot was about to kneel down for you.
Pan Yu turned his face and pulled off the hairpin from his head with ease, allowing the black hair to flow like a waterfall, fluttering in the evening breeze, covering his cheeks. I will be back to Beijing if I stayed for a while.The sound was as erratic as her long hair in the wind.
Xu Xian said in surprise: So anxious?Aren’t you going to wait for the autumn examination?
Pan Yu shook her head, her long hair danced with it, and the same was true for returning to Beijing to take the exam.
Alas, are you going to part again after meeting?
Pan Yu asked: Are you sad?
Of course, we are friends Ah!Xu Xian looked as if he was taken for granted.But there is no need to be too sad. There is always a time to see you again, and I don’t know how happy you were at that time.
Pan Yu chuckled softly, but there was a hint of bitterness in this smile, and he murmured: Friend Ah!When we meet again, we can only be friends.
I vaguely remembered the scene when I returned home. My father was ecstatic. She was no longer there during that time. The old nie came again when she was a child and left a bottle of water, saying that she could get what she wanted as long as she took her 18th birthday.
And after a while, she will be eighteen years old. Her family didn't want her to come to Hangzhou again, for fear of losing her time.
But she still insisted on coming back, and all she got was just this word of friend.
What other extravagant expectations can you have?
Even she herself was suspicious.
His thoughts will be buried soon, and he still knows nothing about him.
He turned around and said: Stay with me more during this time!
She was stunned. Did she notice something?Still using illusions to comfort yourself.Just replied softly, OK!
He also learned to loosen his hair and scattered it.
At this time the sunset lost its last little golden color.Their hair is sometimes entangled and sometimes dispersed in the evening breeze.
He turned around and seemed to see another face through her face, as if it was similar, but more beautiful and gentle.
But he quickly shook his head and sighed in his heart: It would be better to be separated for a while, otherwise it would really turn into glass, and hallucinations began to appear.
In the days that followed, the two of them had their footprints all over Hangzhou, whether it was the second peak, three springs, four temples and five mountains. Even if they were visiting, they were taken care of by Pan Yu, and if they were really rich and silver, they would naturally be the best. They were also responsible for telling the scenery and Xiesheng. Any scenery was told from her, and there were countless old news stories, which often made Xu Xian, a local, stunned, and better than all tour guides in his previous life.
The cost is quite large. When Xu Xian was embarrassed, Pan Yu said, "Aren't we friends?"Come back blocked.Xu Xian muttered: Friends are just friends, how can they get such great resentment?
On that day, just after coming down from Longjing Mountain, Pan Yu suggested: Chinese, let’s go to Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak for two days!
Xu Xian felt something was wrong in his heart, as if something bad would happen there.
But I couldn't find a reason to object, so I could only agree.
When his Yang Shen left his body, he heard Fahai say that he was now placing a order in Lingyin Temple.
On the mountain road paved with bluestone, the two of them climbed up the steps, the trees were quiet and the birds sang in the forest.
Xu Xian always felt a little restless in such a quiet scene. Finally, the mountain road reached its end, and Lingyin Temple was right in front of him.
In the Zen room, the two old monks sat opposite each other.One of them has white eyebrows and snow on their temples, and there is majesty in their compassion.
The other one has a haggard face and looks like a dead tree. Even though he knows that he is a Buddhist monk with great magic power, he sits as a mountain without being moved.
Even with Fahai's cultivation, I couldn't help but admire it, but this character is beyond the reach of ordinary monks. No wonder I can be the abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the corridor. A little monk pushed the door and couldn't speak for a while when he was panting.
The old abbot said slowly: Guangliang, where have you put your daily practice?
The young monk named Guangliang finally came back and said: Abbot, two pilgrims are here.
The old abbot said lightly: When will there be no pilgrims coming in Lingyin Temple?
Guangliang raised one hand and said, "Five, five hundred taels, the pilgrim gave five hundred taels of spice money."
The old abbot's half-open eyes suddenly opened, and he straightened up and said: Really?I calmed down again and asked them to wait for a while. After I finished teaching the Dharma with Zen Master Fahai, I went there. By the way, who is it?After hearing the news, his withered old face became much more vivid for a moment.
Guangliang said again: One has the surname Xu and the other has the surname Pan, they are all dressed as scholars.
The old abbot pondered for a moment, and was about to turn his head to continue preaching to Fahai, suddenly a flash of inspiration, jumped off the bed, grabbed Guangliang, and asked anxiously: One is surnamed Pan and the other is surnamed Xu?
Guangliang's shoulder was so painful that he secretly admired the abbot's strength. He tried hard to recall that it was Ah, one was very handsome and the other was more ordinary, but very easy-going.
The old abbot held his hands and smiled and said, "What a wonderful thing, it's considered to be in the old monk's court."He said to Guangliang again: Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help me dress.As he said that, he opened the cabinet and took out his abbot's robe with yellow satin and red brocade. His withered old face was like a dead tree in spring.
Even though Fahai had a thousand years of cultivation, he felt a little stunned. At this time, he hurriedly stopped and asked: Why is the abbot so Ah!
The old abbot took the time to explain: The Zen master didn't know that one of these two people was the first talented man in Jiangnan, or the nephew of the governor.Another person is very good at chanting poems and lyrics. Recently, several lyrics have been circulated around the country.If you can leave a few pairs of calligraphy, you will definitely add a lot of pilgrims this year.
What is the statement?Fahai's expression was refusing, and he was blaming.
The old abbot smiled and said: Buddhism needs to be discussed, but food also needs to be eaten. It is easier to discuss when you are full.Even if you and I can avoid eating, nearly a hundred monks in this temple want to eat. These Buddha statues are painted in the walls in no time to maintain them.Alas, you are just one person and your whole family is not hungry.If you are not in charge of your family, you don’t know that the food, food, oil and salt are expensive.
The old abbot said like a pearl, and the common sayings were one after another.It's not like the slowness just now.After saying that, he hurried out.
In the Zen room, the sea of Dharma sighs quietly, lonely, lonely!Even if this is the case with the Buddhists, when will the people be able to save them all?
When the old abbot arrived at the hall door, he calmed down and tidied up the abbot's robe.Then he walked in slowly and said, "The two donors are kind, I have thanked you here."
When Xu Xian saw the monk's indifferent demeanor, he couldn't help but sigh that this was a Taoist monk, not like the small temple the day before yesterday.The abbot is also very old, and he is still a little monk in front of them.
After a brief conversation, the abbot personally served as the guide and led the two to go to the temple for a walk.
But Pan Yu politely refused and said that he didn't dare to bother, they just walked around.
Passing by the porch, Xu Xian saw an old monk looking at him from a distance. He felt familiar, but he forgot to see him somewhere.
Fahai was so happy when he saw that Xu Xian was. He looked at Pan Yu beside him and frowned and said: I am obsessed with it, let’s see me pass you.If an ordinary person is not worth his efforts, just say it, it will be clear, and it will be fine if it doesn’t.
But that night he saw the golden light on Xu Xian's body, obviously had a great foundation, and was compassionate and had a destiny to be a Buddha. He was such a great material for being a monk.
If Xu Xian knew that someone here had already considered him a genius who was a monk, he would probably have to escape immediately.But now he was just confused for a moment and turned around and laughed with Pan Yu.
Heavenly King Hall, Medicine Buddha Hall, and Main Hall.
I have seen it one by one. Although it is ancient, it is nothing special. Xu Xian has also seen many ancient temples these days, but there are no surprises.
Pan Yu saw that he looked at the scenery more than he looked at, so he didn't care much.
Until they entered the back house, there was a painted wall, which attracted the two of them to take a closer look. The picture on it was not the ordinary gods, scattered flowers, and the immortals and Buddhas.
Instead, it is like a painting of the secular life. It seems that it is the ancient city of Hangzhou. The city walls and houses are extremely exquisite, with small bridges and flowers and willows, and all the pedestrians in the downtown area are prepared.
There was nomination on the painting, but I don’t know who did it.
This painting seemed to have magical magic. Xu Xian looked at a corner of the painting. The corner was extremely noisy, as if it was a wedding party.
The sound of blowing the trumpet and setting off firecrackers seemed to be in my ears. The groom rode a tall horse in front of him. Although his face was blurry, he felt a sense of flying spirit.
Xu Xian smiled and said to Pan Yu: Mingyu, do you think that groom looks like me?
Pan Yu gave him a blank look: Do you want to get married and want to be crazy?As he said that, he also looked at the corner. The painting was extremely exquisite, so look carefully.
In the sedan chair behind, the bride was secretly lifting the curtain and looking out.
Although it only reveals a little description, it feels like me.
The two of them looked at themselves in the painting, their spirits shook and thoughts, and suddenly they thought, their bodies were floating, like clouds and mists, and they had already reached the wall.
Xu Xian looked around, the sound of people was buzzing, and the trumpet couldn't stop blowing.He also felt joy in his heart, wishing he could dance.For a moment, I have forgotten everything in the past and present.
In a trance, I realized that today is the day of my wedding and that I married a beautiful wife.Life is more proud than this time.
Pan Yu secretly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked out. He saw Xu Xian sitting high on the horse, feeling very happy. This is a good man who can be entrusted to his life!
When you enter the door, you knock three times and bow three times, and then you become a husband and wife.
The flowers shine brightly, and they smile at each other, and their cheeks are red.
When the sky is bright, I sit on the mahogany dressing table, dress up in the bronze mirror, and smile at each other in the mirror. From then on, I miss each other and never separate.
Reading poetry and books at night, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, Xu Xian was named the Golden List of Jinshi the following year, and passed the Jinshi.
He was also appointed as an official, which can be regarded as a success.The family is rich and beautiful.
However, years pass by and good times do not last long.Several years after marriage, Pan Yu had no children, so it was useless to ask God to worship Buddha.The family relies on Xu Xian to pass on the incense, and the matter of taking concubines is often heard.
At this time, the two of them stood in a daze in front of the wall.There was a breeze in the room, and a woman stood in front of the painting, frowned, covered her mouth and smiled, and threw herself into the painting.
On the bluestone steps, the shadows of the two overlapped, and Pan Yu sat beside her, the golden sunset outlined the outline of her face, which could be painted.
Chinese.A gentle shout cut through the tranquility at this moment.
kindness?Xu Xian turned his head.
I have to go now.Pan Yu's eyes were erratic, but he didn't look at Xu Xian.
Xu Xian’s face was a little confused. Let’s go?Aren't you going to live here tonight?You gave you so much money, the abbot was about to kneel down for you.
Pan Yu turned his face and pulled off the hairpin from his head with ease, allowing the black hair to flow like a waterfall, fluttering in the evening breeze, covering his cheeks. I will be back to Beijing if I stayed for a while.The sound was as erratic as her long hair in the wind.
Xu Xian said in surprise: So anxious?Aren’t you going to wait for the autumn examination?
Pan Yu shook her head, her long hair danced with it, and the same was true for returning to Beijing to take the exam.
Alas, are you going to part again after meeting?
Pan Yu asked: Are you sad?
Of course, we are friends Ah!Xu Xian looked as if he was taken for granted.But there is no need to be too sad. There is always a time to see you again, and I don’t know how happy you were at that time.
Pan Yu chuckled softly, but there was a hint of bitterness in this smile, and he murmured: Friend Ah!When we meet again, we can only be friends.
I vaguely remembered the scene when I returned home. My father was ecstatic. She was no longer there during that time. The old nie came again when she was a child and left a bottle of water, saying that she could get what she wanted as long as she took her 18th birthday.
And after a while, she will be eighteen years old. Her family didn't want her to come to Hangzhou again, for fear of losing her time.
But she still insisted on coming back, and all she got was just this word of friend.
What other extravagant expectations can you have?
Even she herself was suspicious.
His thoughts will be buried soon, and he still knows nothing about him.
He turned around and said: Stay with me more during this time!
She was stunned. Did she notice something?Still using illusions to comfort yourself.Just replied softly, OK!
He also learned to loosen his hair and scattered it.
At this time the sunset lost its last little golden color.Their hair is sometimes entangled and sometimes dispersed in the evening breeze.
He turned around and seemed to see another face through her face, as if it was similar, but more beautiful and gentle.
But he quickly shook his head and sighed in his heart: It would be better to be separated for a while, otherwise it would really turn into glass, and hallucinations began to appear.
In the days that followed, the two of them had their footprints all over Hangzhou, whether it was the second peak, three springs, four temples and five mountains. Even if they were visiting, they were taken care of by Pan Yu, and if they were really rich and silver, they would naturally be the best. They were also responsible for telling the scenery and Xiesheng. Any scenery was told from her, and there were countless old news stories, which often made Xu Xian, a local, stunned, and better than all tour guides in his previous life.
The cost is quite large. When Xu Xian was embarrassed, Pan Yu said, "Aren't we friends?"Come back blocked.Xu Xian muttered: Friends are just friends, how can they get such great resentment?
On that day, just after coming down from Longjing Mountain, Pan Yu suggested: Chinese, let’s go to Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak for two days!
Xu Xian felt something was wrong in his heart, as if something bad would happen there.
But I couldn't find a reason to object, so I could only agree.
When his Yang Shen left his body, he heard Fahai say that he was now placing a order in Lingyin Temple.
On the mountain road paved with bluestone, the two of them climbed up the steps, the trees were quiet and the birds sang in the forest.
Xu Xian always felt a little restless in such a quiet scene. Finally, the mountain road reached its end, and Lingyin Temple was right in front of him.
In the Zen room, the two old monks sat opposite each other.One of them has white eyebrows and snow on their temples, and there is majesty in their compassion.
The other one has a haggard face and looks like a dead tree. Even though he knows that he is a Buddhist monk with great magic power, he sits as a mountain without being moved.
Even with Fahai's cultivation, I couldn't help but admire it, but this character is beyond the reach of ordinary monks. No wonder I can be the abbot of Lingyin Temple.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the corridor. A little monk pushed the door and couldn't speak for a while when he was panting.
The old abbot said slowly: Guangliang, where have you put your daily practice?
The young monk named Guangliang finally came back and said: Abbot, two pilgrims are here.
The old abbot said lightly: When will there be no pilgrims coming in Lingyin Temple?
Guangliang raised one hand and said, "Five, five hundred taels, the pilgrim gave five hundred taels of spice money."
The old abbot's half-open eyes suddenly opened, and he straightened up and said: Really?I calmed down again and asked them to wait for a while. After I finished teaching the Dharma with Zen Master Fahai, I went there. By the way, who is it?After hearing the news, his withered old face became much more vivid for a moment.
Guangliang said again: One has the surname Xu and the other has the surname Pan, they are all dressed as scholars.
The old abbot pondered for a moment, and was about to turn his head to continue preaching to Fahai, suddenly a flash of inspiration, jumped off the bed, grabbed Guangliang, and asked anxiously: One is surnamed Pan and the other is surnamed Xu?
Guangliang's shoulder was so painful that he secretly admired the abbot's strength. He tried hard to recall that it was Ah, one was very handsome and the other was more ordinary, but very easy-going.
The old abbot held his hands and smiled and said, "What a wonderful thing, it's considered to be in the old monk's court."He said to Guangliang again: Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help me dress.As he said that, he opened the cabinet and took out his abbot's robe with yellow satin and red brocade. His withered old face was like a dead tree in spring.
Even though Fahai had a thousand years of cultivation, he felt a little stunned. At this time, he hurriedly stopped and asked: Why is the abbot so Ah!
The old abbot took the time to explain: The Zen master didn't know that one of these two people was the first talented man in Jiangnan, or the nephew of the governor.Another person is very good at chanting poems and lyrics. Recently, several lyrics have been circulated around the country.If you can leave a few pairs of calligraphy, you will definitely add a lot of pilgrims this year.
What is the statement?Fahai's expression was refusing, and he was blaming.
The old abbot smiled and said: Buddhism needs to be discussed, but food also needs to be eaten. It is easier to discuss when you are full.Even if you and I can avoid eating, nearly a hundred monks in this temple want to eat. These Buddha statues are painted in the walls in no time to maintain them.Alas, you are just one person and your whole family is not hungry.If you are not in charge of your family, you don’t know that the food, food, oil and salt are expensive.
The old abbot said like a pearl, and the common sayings were one after another.It's not like the slowness just now.After saying that, he hurried out.
In the Zen room, the sea of Dharma sighs quietly, lonely, lonely!Even if this is the case with the Buddhists, when will the people be able to save them all?
When the old abbot arrived at the hall door, he calmed down and tidied up the abbot's robe.Then he walked in slowly and said, "The two donors are kind, I have thanked you here."
When Xu Xian saw the monk's indifferent demeanor, he couldn't help but sigh that this was a Taoist monk, not like the small temple the day before yesterday.The abbot is also very old, and he is still a little monk in front of them.
After a brief conversation, the abbot personally served as the guide and led the two to go to the temple for a walk.
But Pan Yu politely refused and said that he didn't dare to bother, they just walked around.
Passing by the porch, Xu Xian saw an old monk looking at him from a distance. He felt familiar, but he forgot to see him somewhere.
Fahai was so happy when he saw that Xu Xian was. He looked at Pan Yu beside him and frowned and said: I am obsessed with it, let’s see me pass you.If an ordinary person is not worth his efforts, just say it, it will be clear, and it will be fine if it doesn’t.
But that night he saw the golden light on Xu Xian's body, obviously had a great foundation, and was compassionate and had a destiny to be a Buddha. He was such a great material for being a monk.
If Xu Xian knew that someone here had already considered him a genius who was a monk, he would probably have to escape immediately.But now he was just confused for a moment and turned around and laughed with Pan Yu.
Heavenly King Hall, Medicine Buddha Hall, and Main Hall.
I have seen it one by one. Although it is ancient, it is nothing special. Xu Xian has also seen many ancient temples these days, but there are no surprises.
Pan Yu saw that he looked at the scenery more than he looked at, so he didn't care much.
Until they entered the back house, there was a painted wall, which attracted the two of them to take a closer look. The picture on it was not the ordinary gods, scattered flowers, and the immortals and Buddhas.
Instead, it is like a painting of the secular life. It seems that it is the ancient city of Hangzhou. The city walls and houses are extremely exquisite, with small bridges and flowers and willows, and all the pedestrians in the downtown area are prepared.
There was nomination on the painting, but I don’t know who did it.
This painting seemed to have magical magic. Xu Xian looked at a corner of the painting. The corner was extremely noisy, as if it was a wedding party.
The sound of blowing the trumpet and setting off firecrackers seemed to be in my ears. The groom rode a tall horse in front of him. Although his face was blurry, he felt a sense of flying spirit.
Xu Xian smiled and said to Pan Yu: Mingyu, do you think that groom looks like me?
Pan Yu gave him a blank look: Do you want to get married and want to be crazy?As he said that, he also looked at the corner. The painting was extremely exquisite, so look carefully.
In the sedan chair behind, the bride was secretly lifting the curtain and looking out.
Although it only reveals a little description, it feels like me.
The two of them looked at themselves in the painting, their spirits shook and thoughts, and suddenly they thought, their bodies were floating, like clouds and mists, and they had already reached the wall.
Xu Xian looked around, the sound of people was buzzing, and the trumpet couldn't stop blowing.He also felt joy in his heart, wishing he could dance.For a moment, I have forgotten everything in the past and present.
In a trance, I realized that today is the day of my wedding and that I married a beautiful wife.Life is more proud than this time.
Pan Yu secretly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked out. He saw Xu Xian sitting high on the horse, feeling very happy. This is a good man who can be entrusted to his life!
When you enter the door, you knock three times and bow three times, and then you become a husband and wife.
The flowers shine brightly, and they smile at each other, and their cheeks are red.
When the sky is bright, I sit on the mahogany dressing table, dress up in the bronze mirror, and smile at each other in the mirror. From then on, I miss each other and never separate.
Reading poetry and books at night, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, Xu Xian was named the Golden List of Jinshi the following year, and passed the Jinshi.
He was also appointed as an official, which can be regarded as a success.The family is rich and beautiful.
However, years pass by and good times do not last long.Several years after marriage, Pan Yu had no children, so it was useless to ask God to worship Buddha.The family relies on Xu Xian to pass on the incense, and the matter of taking concubines is often heard.
At this time, the two of them stood in a daze in front of the wall.There was a breeze in the room, and a woman stood in front of the painting, frowned, covered her mouth and smiled, and threw herself into the painting.
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