Baitou Temple is a small temple, the year of completion is quite long, about 100 years, the original intention is also related to the Yellow River is nothing more than two points, when the drought hopes to come to Baitou Temple to pray for the blessing of the sky to rain, when the flood is also to hope that God can have long eyes not to let the flood flood Indiscriminately, no one knows whether the spirit of the Baitou Temple is not spiritual, only knows that the incense here is not very prosperous, especially in the last one or two decades, the daily life of several monks in the Baitou Temple has to rely on the villagers of ten miles and eight villages to help, and the life is really not good.
The two little novices, plus a host and a miscellaneous monk, are all quite slender, far less fat and big-eared than the monks in those big temples.
Tonight, it may be regarded as the most crowded day in Baektu Temple, from the main hall to the back of the three wings crowded almost a hundred people, but unfortunately none of these people who came were incense.
The presiding officer of the Baitou Temple stood in front of the door of the main hall with a stern face, the village director and the white shirt had already greeted him, the villagers of Taohua Village came to take refuge, as for the refuge, no one knows, only that after the downstream section of Taohuayu was cut off, it seemed that something dirty came out.
Everyone in the temple knew that there was a difficulty, but the atmosphere was not tense and panicked when they didn't know what it was, a bunch of children huddled together and chirped, the old man and the old lady sat on the ground and chatted about family life, only the white shirt and the village chief wiped cold sweat with a nervous face.
"Daddy Xu······" The white shirt knew that Daddy Xu hadn't rushed over until now, and it was estimated that it was over.
It's late at night, and although it's summer, it's already slightly cool.
This slight coolness is not a way to express emotions, but the old host standing in front of the Baitou Temple personally felt a coolness, the cool breeze, no, it should be said that the yin wind blew from the mountain road in front of the temple, and the cold made him shiver, and then the yin wind blew into the main hall, The originally noisy and noisy main hall of Baekdu Temple suddenly fell silent.
There was an eerie silence for a moment, and a six or seven-year-old child got into his grandfather's arms, and after sneezing, he whispered: "Grandpa, I, I'm a little cold" "Grandma, grandma, there seems to be someone outside," a three-year-old child said suddenly, pointing to the outside of the temple.
"Wangwang, Wangwang" Three or four earth dogs suddenly jumped out from the side, barking out with their tails and grinning teeth, hoarse.
On the mountain road in the distance, a staggering, a little staggering figure walked towards the Baekdu Temple, if someone got closer to it, I am afraid that there was no shadow around it under the moonlight.
"Goo" The abbot of Paektu Temple swallowed his saliva, he reached out and touched the old robe on his body, his hands were wet, and sweat had already soaked his clothes.
"Step, step" on the village road, the figure is getting closer and closer, and the old host is the first to find that the person walking opposite is missing half of his head, and half of his intestines are hanging on his chest and abdomen, but the most amazing thing is that his eyes are staring hungrily at this side.
The white shirt and the village secretary suddenly fell to the ground with a "poof", the villagers behind were shocked, the originally silent hall suddenly became noisy, the old man and the children all trembled and hugged together, and several middle-aged women asked tremblingly: "Ghost, there is a ghost ······" "Close the temple door" The old host instructed the little novice: "Take the ashes of the first three furnaces of the Buddha, and my wooden fish."
"Master, master······" The little novice handed the wooden fish and the incense ash to the abbot, and then asked, "Master, you, why don't you come in?"
"I'll guard the door, no matter what, don't open the temple door, God has the virtue of a good life, a hundred lives, what I can do is to fight for them to have a little more chance to survive" The old host said very plainly: "Close the door" In Peach Blossom Village, after Xiang Que and Xu Rui arrived in a hurry, they found a messy village with livestock corpses everywhere.
"Not a single one?"
Xu Rui breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Father Xu saw the opportunity early, and after knowing that he couldn't cope with the things under the sluice, he asked people to withdraw all the villagers, it should be hiding, it's okay, it's okay, there is no big mess."
"How long can you hide, this guy has eaten so many livestock, and his strength must be recovering quickly, do you know where it has reached now?"
"Hurry up and chase it, before it can harm people, it must be pressed" "South!
Not!
Pander to!
Full!
Declivity!
Buddha!
” In front of the Baitou Temple, the old host sat cross-legged on the ground and knocked on the wooden fish, and muttered in his mouth: "The eyes are as wide as the green lotus, the heart is pure and has been through all meditations, and the long-term accumulation of pure karma is immeasurable······ The abbot of Baitou Temple, just an ordinary temple abbot, does not understand feng shui and does not practice yin and yang, to put it bluntly, he is just an ordinary person, but the old host was fifty years old when he became a monk for more than ten years, and has been sincere to the Buddha and has received merit in Baitou Temple for more than ten years is long, but devout to the Buddha is the purest Buddhist child.
Although there is little incense in Baitou Temple, but after all, there are some years of accumulation of yin virtue over the years, there is no difference between the size of the temple, there is no difference between the high and low temples, the difference between the thousand-year-old temple and the small temple in the mountains is on the incense, but the effect is the same, all can resist the demons and monsters!
The old host knocked on the wooden fish and chanted Buddhist scriptures, closed his eyes and put one hand on his chest, as if he was not afraid of the figure that was walking towards the temple gate, until the other party approached, he grabbed a few handfuls of cigarette ash from the incense burner and scattered them in front of him.
"There is no self, there is no creation and no recipient, and the karma of good and evil will not die, starting from the power of the Buddha tree to subdue demons, and the nectar is extinguished, and the enlightenment is attained, and there is no intention to do it, and all the outer ways ······are destroyed."
Under the dark night sky, an auspicious cloud suddenly gathered in the sky above the Baitou Temple, and a faint golden light sprinkled from the clouds, falling on the body of the old host in front of the temple, which looked very solemn.
With the sound of Buddha singing from the old abbot's mouth, the figure in front of the temple finally stopped, and the broken half of his head showed a painful and struggling expression.
In Peach Blossom Village, Xiang Que and Xu Rui raised their heads at the same time, and after looking at the auspicious clouds in the distance, they suddenly understood that there should be a temple outside Peach Blossom Village, and there was a monk who sincerely wished to Buddha lived in the temple.
"The villagers of this Peach Blossom Village, it is estimated that their ancestors have produced great good people," Xiang Que sighed and said.
Everything in the world has cause and effect, if the ancestors of the villagers of this peach blossom village are all heinous thieves, maybe they are hiding in a black temple today, maybe it is indeed the ancestors who have accumulated virtue, which caused the whole village to survive the catastrophe today.