The arrogance of the city

Chapter 271 My Buddha's Compassion
Jinling City is [-] kilometers away from the East China Sea.

Qixia Mountain.

Qixia Temple.

As one of the four famous temples and the birthplace of the Three Theories of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, there is an endless stream of tourists who come to Qixia Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha throughout the year.

This mid-autumn morning, a woman in a silk jacket carried a wine gourd and hiked up the mountain.

Some women can see wrinkles on their faces before they are 30 years old, but some women are especially favored by time. Women stand out at the age of cardamom, which makes people obsessed. The warmth and maturity honed by the years, and the woman who can defeat the time and still look young, can be regarded as the word "overwhelming".

This woman is obviously like this. The tourists in the past frequently looked sideways, but no one could tell her age.The skin can be broken with a blow, like a green girl, but the temperament on the body seems to be all over the world.

Looking at her, the pilgrims who came here couldn't help but feel a strange feeling. They felt that no matter how the years changed, this woman would never age. On the contrary, she would become more and more attractive with age.

The woman who attracted countless attentions turned a blind eye to the sight of her surroundings, occasionally took a sip of wine, but her footsteps never stopped.

Just as she stepped through the mountain gate, a pair of outstanding men and women appeared at the foot of Qixia Mountain.

"Have you heard of the Sanlun Sect?"

The woman looked at the endless mountain road and asked softly. Her tall figure was covered by plain green clothes, and her elegant face was not stained with lead, as if she was out of tune with the world.

"It is one of the sects of Buddhism. It originated from the Guanzong of Mahayana Buddhism in ancient India. The three theory sects use "On", "Twelve Gates", and "Hundred Treatises" as the main texts, translated by Kumarajiva, and circulated In our country, the person who actually completed the three theories and one sect was Jizang of the Sui Dynasty. This sect focuses on expounding the theory of the emptiness of all dharmas, also known as the Dharma-nature sect. All sentient beings become Buddhas with wisdom only because of delusion, which is blinded by ignorance and delusion , so whether you become a Buddha or not depends on your mistakes."

The man beside her answered slowly, methodically and comprehensively.It is estimated that the general tour guide is not as knowledgeable as him.

The woman in Tsing Yi was not surprised either, she turned her head and glanced at him, "It's hard for you."

She knew that he was an unbeliever and that he came here just to accompany her.

The man shook his head and smiled, "Sister, let's go up the mountain."

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and walked up the stairs.

After all, it is a thousand-year-old temple with a deep foundation. The closer it is to the mountain gate, the more solemn and heavy the atmosphere will be.

After passing through the rainbow mirror, they came to the monument of Ming Zhengjun, and the two stopped.

Looking at the inscription drafted by Tang Gaozong according to legend, the man sighed: "Taiping Buddha entered the world, and the world went downhill in troubled times. If there is no story about the Shaolin stick monk saving the Tang emperor, I am afraid that Buddhism will not have the glory of today's heyday."

Judging from his speech, he doesn't seem to respect Buddhism very much.

"It's just that each school and school have different ideas." The woman looked calm, read the inscription for a while, and then stepped into the temple.

"Sister, I heard that my third uncle once liked a Buddhist girl, is it true?"

After crossing the mountain gate, the man turned his head and asked.

The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at him, her quiet eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts: "If you want to ask anything, you can just say it directly. We are siblings. With me, you don't need to play tricks."

The man smiled wryly, "Sister, can't you save me some face?"

The woman is silent.

The man sighed and looked at the Maitreya Buddha Hall in front of him: "The third uncle is really infatuated. He has been dead for so long, but he still can't forget it, and he hasn't even married yet."

The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at him, "Maybe you will meet someone you really like in the future, and maybe you will be able to understand how Uncle San feels."

"Sister, don't curse me."

The young man, who can be called the youngest of the Southern Tianzi, smiled bitterly, "I would rather not meet someone I like in my life than be as miserable as my third uncle."

The woman was silent for a moment, then murmured softly: "Whether it is suffering or not, I am afraid that only the third uncle knows in his heart."

"I'm really curious about what kind of peerless beauty can make people like Uncle San remember for a lifetime, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to see it in this life."

The man shook his head and sighed, then smiled: "But in my opinion, no matter how glamorous the other party is, I'm afraid it's about the same as you."

The corner of the woman's mouth slightly raised: "Is it because your skills have improved recently, so you want to practice with your sister?"

Hearing this, the man's face changed, and he hurriedly moved away: "Sister, there are so many people in the temple, you have to take care of my little brother's face."

The man begged for mercy directly, without any scruples about his dignity.

He is obviously not the type who wants to save face and suffer. Although he is very skilled, it depends on who he is dealing with. Fighting the eldest sister is purely looking for abuse.

The woman shook her head and smiled, looked away from him, and walked towards the Pilu Palace.

The man hurriedly followed.

Passing through the Dharma Hall, the Buddhist Hall, the Sutra Library, and the Memorial Hall of Master Guohai, a pair of siblings came to the famous stupa.

The stone pagoda has five octagonal levels and is about 15 meters high. It is the largest relic pagoda in the Dragon Kingdom and was built in the Sui Dynasty.The pedestal is surrounded by hook-line stone railings, which are the restoration of the original objects of the Five Dynasties excavated in modern times.Seawater, dragon, phoenix, fish and shrimp are carved on the ground of the base, and only a part remains.The eight phases of Sakyamuni are embossed on each side of the Xumizuo under the tower.

The top of the pagoda was originally a metal brake, with iron chains leading to the iron ring on the back of the heavy beast at the top of the ridge. Later generations changed to a treasure top made of several layers of stone-carved lotus flowers.The image of the pagoda is rigorous and natural, the image is vivid, and the carving is very exquisite. It is a masterpiece of Buddhist art in the Five Dynasties period.After thousands of years of wind and rain, although some of the stone eaves have been destroyed, they still stand tall, which has become a testimony to the prosperity of Jinling's Buddha spirit.

The sun is shining.

The sound of Buddha is mighty.

At the moment under the stupa, a graceful woman with a wine gourd hanging from her waist folded her hands, facing the stupa, bent slightly, with an extremely pious expression.

A pair of siblings who were not far away from her obviously noticed her existence, and their steps coincided with each other.

The woman straightened up, not knowing whether it was because of the rendering of the light or because of being in the solemn place of Buddhism, that flirtatious face that made countless people dread looked extremely holy at this moment.

She turned around, as if she felt something, her gaze shifted, and she slowly met the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi.

The two nodded almost at the same time, then staggered.

"I didn't expect her to believe in Buddhism?"

Looking back at the back of the other party leaving, the man was a little incredulous.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the stupa and said quietly: "She also came from a Buddhist family."

Thunder from the silent place!
The man was taken aback, and said in disbelief: "Sister, are you kidding me?"

He had never heard of this matter.

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't speak any more, and walked towards the stupa with a calm expression.

The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head dumbfounded.

Daomadan, who used bloody means to kill the entire Sichuan and Sichuan grasslands and bowed their heads, came from Buddhism?
It's really my Buddha's mercy.

(End of this chapter)