Chapter 553
Chapter 553
Chapter 553
The sky soon filled with heavy snow.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to see the road ahead clearly. As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of white.
The leader was a young junior, nicknamed Donkey, who was dark and stocky, wearing a sheepskin hat on his head, revealing a pair of matching eyes.
While holding on to the car, he talked to the noble people in the car.
"Almost no one goes into the mountains this season. It's so cold in the mountains that ordinary people can't stand it. There won't be many people until next spring when the flowers bloom.
My lord, what are you doing in the mountains?Incense?Why don't you go back? It's so cold that all the Bodhisattvas have gone back to heaven. "
Yan Sanhe: "What is the name of the abbot of Mount Wutai?"
Donkey Dan was startled, then laughed.
"The noble man seemed to be visiting us for the first time. We have more than 100 temples, large and small!"
More than 100?
Yan Sanhe raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
Setting off again, Yan Sanhe asked Zhu Erye and Zhu Weixi to ride in the same car so that she could discuss some things with Pei Xiao.
Pei Xiao imitated Li Buyan and shrugged, "You didn't even ask!"
After that, he took out a few pieces of paper from the bag and said, "The temples and monks' lists are on them."
Yan Sanhe took it and took a look. Several pieces of paper were densely written on them. He searched for them one by one, but he couldn't find Geng Song Sheng's name.
She went to see Pei Xiao again.
"If he's not on the list, he's just a wild monk who became a monk on the way."
Pei Xiao had a look of helplessness on his face, "Who told us that the sky is high and the emperor is far away? There are always things we can't control."
Are you still helpless?
Yan Sanhe took a breath, "Donkey Dan, are more than 100 temples connected together?"
"How can it be!"
Donkey Dan chuckled: "There are some at the bottom of the mountain, at the top of the mountain, and halfway up the mountain. The farthest temple takes two days and two nights from our home."
At this point, Yan Sanhe finally understood why Zhu Yuanzhao had predicted a bad thing - the place was too big and there were too many temples, making it difficult to find.
"Which one is the most famous?"
"There are so many, Wenshu Temple, Wuye Temple, Bodhisattva Peak, Nanshan Temple, Ten Thousand Buddhas Pavilion, Bishan Temple..."
The more Yan Sanhe listened, the tighter his brows became.
In which temple did Gengsongsheng become a monk?
Li Buyan touched Pei Xiao with his arm and said, "Master Pei, come up with an idea!"
"Simple."
Pei Xiao looked confident.
"Just find a temple, put my badge in front of the abbot, and he will work hard to find it for us. We just need to eat, wash up, and have a good sleep."
……
An hour later.
The abbot of Wenshu Temple looked at Mr. Pei with a look of relief and regret.
"Master Pei, Lao Na has lived in the temple for most of his life and has never heard of the name Gengsongsheng. Does your Excellency have his Buddhist name?"
Little Master Pei shook his head.
Relieved: "Do you have his portrait?"
Little Mr. Pei continued to shake his head, so Yan Sanhe raised his voice and said, "Yes, bring me a pen and paper."
Yup!
Little Mr. Pei clapped his hands, and the goddess was able to draw, and the drawing was vivid.
Paper and pen were quickly prepared, and Yan Sanhe glanced at the two Zhu brothers and sisters: "You two have seen him, come here and describe him in detail."
Within a moment, a portrait of Geng Song Sheng appeared on the paper.
Yan Sanhe put down his pen and asked Zhu Yuanzhao: "How similar are they?"
Zhu Yuanzhao looked at Yan Sanhe in surprise and said hurriedly: "Seven or eight points."
The appearance of his former lover appeared in front of him. Zhu Weixi tried to calm down his emotions and said, "Eight points."
Pei Xiao picked up the rice paper and handed it to Shi Ran.
Ji Ran took the portrait and looked at it again and again. After a long while, he looked embarrassed and said, "Let's do this. I'll call all the monks in the temple and ask them to come over and take a look."
Pei Xiao: "Go quickly." There are only eighteen monks in Wenshu Temple. After checking around, they all said they had never seen this person before.
Yan Sanhe looked at Pei Xiao, and Pei Xiao immediately understood: "I'll ask someone to draw a few more pictures, and you immediately send someone to the nearby temples at the foot of the mountain to ask questions."
Relieved, he took a step forward: "Master Pei, I would like to ask, this Geng Songsheng..."
"The nobles in the capital are looking for him, otherwise we wouldn't have to come here in such a cold weather."
Mr. Pei held his head high and made a grand statement: "You don't need to know the rest."
Relieved and smiling: "Yes, yes!"
Yan Sanhe painted a total of seventeen paintings. Except for the abbot, the remaining monks were sent out.
The six of them were warming themselves around the stove and warming up their meals with some hot dishes while waiting for the news.
Ding Yi and Huang Qi walked all the way and were really tired. They put a few futons next to the stove and fell asleep.
As soon as they fell asleep, everyone felt sleepy.
Li Buyan and Zhu Yuanzhao took the rest of the futons over, and asked Shiran to bring some more quilts over and lay down on the ground to rest.
Little Master Pei couldn't sleep.
By coincidence, Li Buyan was lying next to him, and he could see his face as soon as he opened his eyes.
Eyes, not big enough;
The nose is not straight enough;
Mouth, not full enough;
But it's strange, these things look so good together.
After looking at it, I noticed something was wrong. When I looked up, I found Donkey Dan huddled in the corner, staring at him with two big eyes.
What to look at?
Little Master Pei felt guilty and quickly closed his eyes.
Why did he fall asleep too?
Donkey Dan hesitated to speak, thinking that these nobles had forgotten or something, where was the money they had agreed upon?
Give me the money quickly!
When Qian Qian woke up, the sky was dark and the wind and snow outside were getting worse.
At this time, the last monk came back soaked and shook his head at the abbot.
Yan Sanhe's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he found Pei Xiao's eyebrows tied into knots, looking at her with a bitter look.
If there is nothing at the bottom of the mountain, you have to go up the mountain.
Pei Xiao walked up to Shiran and put his arm around his shoulders: "This way up the mountain..."
She trembled with relief, "Master Pei, you must not do this. Not to mention it will snow heavily, even if it doesn't snow, the mountain roads will be closed this winter."
Pei Xiao asked: "Why?"
Sighing in relief, "Master Pei, come with me."
When he said this, Li Buyan and others in front of the stove also stood up and followed the abbot out of the temple.
As soon as the temple door was opened, wind and snow rushed in.
Relieved, he walked to an open space and pointed at the faint mountains in the distance.
"The so-called Wutai means five mountains and five platform tops: Wanghai Peak on the east platform, Jinxiu Peak on the south platform, Cuiyan Peak on the middle platform, Hanging Moon Peak on the west platform, and Ye Dou Peak on the north platform.
There is snow on the mountain all year round, even in the hottest summer, and the snow still doesn't melt away. The temperature is much lower than down the mountain, and most people can't bear to go up there. "
Yan Sanhe: "With such a low temperature, are there any monks on the mountain?"
Relieved: "Yes!"
Yan Sanhe: "How do they go up the mountain?"
"When winter comes and the mountains are closed by heavy snow, they won't move around and just stay in the temple. Their food and supplies are all prepared in the summer."
Relief: "Girl, to tell you the truth, there are many types of monks here, like me..."
He glanced at his bulging belly, a little ashamed on his face.
"To put it bluntly, he is also a flower monk. Those on the mountainside are the real six pure ones."
Yan Sanhe: "Where's the one on the top of the mountain?"
Shi Ran: "Those who can meditate quietly on the top of the mountain are all enlightened monks, and they will be able to ascend to heaven in the future."
Which type is Geng Song Sheng?
Are they the flower monks scattered in the distant temple?
Is it the six pure roots halfway up the mountain?
Or the enlightened monk on the top of the mountain?
Why can people from Jinyiwei see him when they pass by occasionally, but the monks who live here all year round know nothing about it?
(End of this chapter)
The sky soon filled with heavy snow.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to see the road ahead clearly. As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of white.
The leader was a young junior, nicknamed Donkey, who was dark and stocky, wearing a sheepskin hat on his head, revealing a pair of matching eyes.
While holding on to the car, he talked to the noble people in the car.
"Almost no one goes into the mountains this season. It's so cold in the mountains that ordinary people can't stand it. There won't be many people until next spring when the flowers bloom.
My lord, what are you doing in the mountains?Incense?Why don't you go back? It's so cold that all the Bodhisattvas have gone back to heaven. "
Yan Sanhe: "What is the name of the abbot of Mount Wutai?"
Donkey Dan was startled, then laughed.
"The noble man seemed to be visiting us for the first time. We have more than 100 temples, large and small!"
More than 100?
Yan Sanhe raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
Setting off again, Yan Sanhe asked Zhu Erye and Zhu Weixi to ride in the same car so that she could discuss some things with Pei Xiao.
Pei Xiao imitated Li Buyan and shrugged, "You didn't even ask!"
After that, he took out a few pieces of paper from the bag and said, "The temples and monks' lists are on them."
Yan Sanhe took it and took a look. Several pieces of paper were densely written on them. He searched for them one by one, but he couldn't find Geng Song Sheng's name.
She went to see Pei Xiao again.
"If he's not on the list, he's just a wild monk who became a monk on the way."
Pei Xiao had a look of helplessness on his face, "Who told us that the sky is high and the emperor is far away? There are always things we can't control."
Are you still helpless?
Yan Sanhe took a breath, "Donkey Dan, are more than 100 temples connected together?"
"How can it be!"
Donkey Dan chuckled: "There are some at the bottom of the mountain, at the top of the mountain, and halfway up the mountain. The farthest temple takes two days and two nights from our home."
At this point, Yan Sanhe finally understood why Zhu Yuanzhao had predicted a bad thing - the place was too big and there were too many temples, making it difficult to find.
"Which one is the most famous?"
"There are so many, Wenshu Temple, Wuye Temple, Bodhisattva Peak, Nanshan Temple, Ten Thousand Buddhas Pavilion, Bishan Temple..."
The more Yan Sanhe listened, the tighter his brows became.
In which temple did Gengsongsheng become a monk?
Li Buyan touched Pei Xiao with his arm and said, "Master Pei, come up with an idea!"
"Simple."
Pei Xiao looked confident.
"Just find a temple, put my badge in front of the abbot, and he will work hard to find it for us. We just need to eat, wash up, and have a good sleep."
……
An hour later.
The abbot of Wenshu Temple looked at Mr. Pei with a look of relief and regret.
"Master Pei, Lao Na has lived in the temple for most of his life and has never heard of the name Gengsongsheng. Does your Excellency have his Buddhist name?"
Little Master Pei shook his head.
Relieved: "Do you have his portrait?"
Little Mr. Pei continued to shake his head, so Yan Sanhe raised his voice and said, "Yes, bring me a pen and paper."
Yup!
Little Mr. Pei clapped his hands, and the goddess was able to draw, and the drawing was vivid.
Paper and pen were quickly prepared, and Yan Sanhe glanced at the two Zhu brothers and sisters: "You two have seen him, come here and describe him in detail."
Within a moment, a portrait of Geng Song Sheng appeared on the paper.
Yan Sanhe put down his pen and asked Zhu Yuanzhao: "How similar are they?"
Zhu Yuanzhao looked at Yan Sanhe in surprise and said hurriedly: "Seven or eight points."
The appearance of his former lover appeared in front of him. Zhu Weixi tried to calm down his emotions and said, "Eight points."
Pei Xiao picked up the rice paper and handed it to Shi Ran.
Ji Ran took the portrait and looked at it again and again. After a long while, he looked embarrassed and said, "Let's do this. I'll call all the monks in the temple and ask them to come over and take a look."
Pei Xiao: "Go quickly." There are only eighteen monks in Wenshu Temple. After checking around, they all said they had never seen this person before.
Yan Sanhe looked at Pei Xiao, and Pei Xiao immediately understood: "I'll ask someone to draw a few more pictures, and you immediately send someone to the nearby temples at the foot of the mountain to ask questions."
Relieved, he took a step forward: "Master Pei, I would like to ask, this Geng Songsheng..."
"The nobles in the capital are looking for him, otherwise we wouldn't have to come here in such a cold weather."
Mr. Pei held his head high and made a grand statement: "You don't need to know the rest."
Relieved and smiling: "Yes, yes!"
Yan Sanhe painted a total of seventeen paintings. Except for the abbot, the remaining monks were sent out.
The six of them were warming themselves around the stove and warming up their meals with some hot dishes while waiting for the news.
Ding Yi and Huang Qi walked all the way and were really tired. They put a few futons next to the stove and fell asleep.
As soon as they fell asleep, everyone felt sleepy.
Li Buyan and Zhu Yuanzhao took the rest of the futons over, and asked Shiran to bring some more quilts over and lay down on the ground to rest.
Little Master Pei couldn't sleep.
By coincidence, Li Buyan was lying next to him, and he could see his face as soon as he opened his eyes.
Eyes, not big enough;
The nose is not straight enough;
Mouth, not full enough;
But it's strange, these things look so good together.
After looking at it, I noticed something was wrong. When I looked up, I found Donkey Dan huddled in the corner, staring at him with two big eyes.
What to look at?
Little Master Pei felt guilty and quickly closed his eyes.
Why did he fall asleep too?
Donkey Dan hesitated to speak, thinking that these nobles had forgotten or something, where was the money they had agreed upon?
Give me the money quickly!
When Qian Qian woke up, the sky was dark and the wind and snow outside were getting worse.
At this time, the last monk came back soaked and shook his head at the abbot.
Yan Sanhe's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he found Pei Xiao's eyebrows tied into knots, looking at her with a bitter look.
If there is nothing at the bottom of the mountain, you have to go up the mountain.
Pei Xiao walked up to Shiran and put his arm around his shoulders: "This way up the mountain..."
She trembled with relief, "Master Pei, you must not do this. Not to mention it will snow heavily, even if it doesn't snow, the mountain roads will be closed this winter."
Pei Xiao asked: "Why?"
Sighing in relief, "Master Pei, come with me."
When he said this, Li Buyan and others in front of the stove also stood up and followed the abbot out of the temple.
As soon as the temple door was opened, wind and snow rushed in.
Relieved, he walked to an open space and pointed at the faint mountains in the distance.
"The so-called Wutai means five mountains and five platform tops: Wanghai Peak on the east platform, Jinxiu Peak on the south platform, Cuiyan Peak on the middle platform, Hanging Moon Peak on the west platform, and Ye Dou Peak on the north platform.
There is snow on the mountain all year round, even in the hottest summer, and the snow still doesn't melt away. The temperature is much lower than down the mountain, and most people can't bear to go up there. "
Yan Sanhe: "With such a low temperature, are there any monks on the mountain?"
Relieved: "Yes!"
Yan Sanhe: "How do they go up the mountain?"
"When winter comes and the mountains are closed by heavy snow, they won't move around and just stay in the temple. Their food and supplies are all prepared in the summer."
Relief: "Girl, to tell you the truth, there are many types of monks here, like me..."
He glanced at his bulging belly, a little ashamed on his face.
"To put it bluntly, he is also a flower monk. Those on the mountainside are the real six pure ones."
Yan Sanhe: "Where's the one on the top of the mountain?"
Shi Ran: "Those who can meditate quietly on the top of the mountain are all enlightened monks, and they will be able to ascend to heaven in the future."
Which type is Geng Song Sheng?
Are they the flower monks scattered in the distant temple?
Is it the six pure roots halfway up the mountain?
Or the enlightened monk on the top of the mountain?
Why can people from Jinyiwei see him when they pass by occasionally, but the monks who live here all year round know nothing about it?
(End of this chapter)