sun and moon return

Chapter 46

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the night was dark and windy. Hearing Zheli's long breathing, Feidao slowly opened his eyes.

He picked up his clothes and went to bed, but Zheli woke up right after him, turned over and got out of bed, grabbed his robe and wanted to follow: "Master, it's so late, where are you going?"

Feidao paused for a moment, then looked back and saw Zheli looking at him with clear eyes and doubts, he put on his robe and said, "The Hall of Great Heroes."

Zheli was startled, thinking of the unusual feeling he had in that place a few days ago, he suddenly thought: "Is there something wrong there?"

Feidao nodded: "Proceed with caution."

Except for a bit of hazy moonlight, the road was pitch black.Looking at the moon halo, it is a sign of rain.The road was dead silent, it was early winter, and the place was cold and silent.

The two came to the Daxiong Palace all the way.

When he was young, standing outside the majestic Daxiong Palace, Zheli felt an indescribable strangeness.

"Master." Feidao put his hand on the iron ring, Zheli reminded, "Be careful."

The door of the main hall was slowly pushed open, and a dull fragrance came from the hall, and the moonlight followed the shadows of the two, and sneaked in silently.

Same as the ordinary Mahavira Hall, the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni is enshrined in the hall, with a seal in his hand, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

On the table in front of the Buddha statue are merit boxes and incense burners, offering snacks and fruits, all of which seem very ordinary and nothing unusual.

But the feeling of being on the back is especially obvious at this time.

This is the biggest problem.

Zheli walked to the tall Buddha statue, looked up and said, "Master, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Feidao followed his gaze to the big Buddha, and looked away for a moment: "It's not obvious."

"Um……"

At that moment, there was a violent shout from outside the hall: "What are you doing here?!"

Zhe Li was startled, and looked towards the door, there was a person standing outside the door under the pale moonlight, against the light, his tall figure seemed to be standing on the beam, and he looked menacing, it was the monk Duyan.

Feidao turned around calmly, as if he had already noticed it.

Du Yan stepped into the hall under the moonlight, staring at Zheli and Feidao viciously, seeing these two people, his expression became even more angry, and he asked angrily, "What are you doing in the Daxiong Palace at this hour?"

"The bright moon is in the sky, let's walk around as we please." Zheli replied with a smile, "After walking outside this treasure hall, I suddenly wanted to pay homage. Excuse me, let's go back now."

After Zheli finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Feidao, only to see Feidao walking out in a leisurely manner.

Zhe Li passed by Du Yan with an apologetic smile, and by the moonlight, he saw Du Yan staring fiercely at the two of them, his eyes almost burst into flames.

After watching the two leave, Du Yan's expression gradually eased, and he cast complicated gazes at the tall and solemn Buddha statue, then exited the hall, closed the door and left.

After morning class the next day, Fei Dao took a discount to find Dao Yan.

Dao Yan saw the two of them, and asked kindly: "Amitabha, the two benefactors, did you rest well last night?"

"It's okay." Feidao replied.

Zheli bowed back to Daoyan, seeing his benevolent brows and kind eyes did not seem to have any deep meaning, maybe he didn't know what happened last night.

"I look at Master Su as if he can see things?"

Zheli nodded: "It's still a little fuzzy."

Dao Yan nodded, and thanked Fei Dao for treating Mrs. Zhou's illness: "Today I will fulfill my promise and take the two of you to the holy spring. Please come with me."

Keep promises?Zheli thought, when Daoyan asked the master to cure the evil spirit, the master asked Daoyan to use the holy spring to cure his eye disease.

The three of them lost their way within a few steps up the mountain road. Under Dao Yan's leadership, they climbed up to a stone platform. Dao Yan stood on the stone platform and looked down the mountain. The town has a panoramic view.

The mountain wind is hunting, and the sun has been very good these two days. The view on the mountain is wide and the scenery is beautiful, which makes people linger.

"This stone platform is the highest place on Foshi Mountain where you can see the scenery." Dao Yan said.

"Sure enough, the scenery is beautiful, the vision is wide, and it is exciting." Zheli sighed.

He looked from a distance, and on the way down the mountain, there were incomplete Buddha statues covered with moss all over the place. Zheli couldn't help asking: "Master Daoyan, is the Buddha statue over there also carved by Master Duyan?"

The smile on Dao Yan's face faded a bit, and there was a complicated expression on his face: "Benefactor Su has seen Junior Brother Du Yan."

Zheli became more and more strange. When Du Yan was mentioned, everyone showed such an indescribable expression: "I wandered around a few days ago and entered his courtyard by mistake. I saw that the courtyard was full of Buddha statues, but they all seemed to be destroyed intentionally. strangeness."

Dao Yan forced a smile, turned around and took the two of them up the mountain.

"Junior is obsessed with carving and is obsessed with creating the most perfect Buddha statue in the world. If he is not satisfied with the completion of each work, he will destroy it himself." Dao Yan explained helplessly, "As time goes by, he becomes more and more eccentric and withdrawn."

"Then what is the abbot's obsession?" Feidao, who had been silent all the way, suddenly asked.

Daoyan smiled and said: "The monks have nothing to ask for, so they can show that all things are one. If you really say that you have something to ask for, then it is the true way. What I have planned in my life is that all living beings live and work in peace and contentment, without suffering and difficulty. This is the best way." On the road."

"Master Daoyan really loves all living beings," Zheli was infected by Daoyan's belief, and sighed, "If this is true, wouldn't it be bliss?"

"What the benefactor said is not bad." Dao Yan stroked his beard and said, "It's hard, it's hard."

The three of them continued to climb the mountain, and went up for a while, and saw a slightly simple but very solemn archway hidden by the trees. Looking inside, it was a section of the mountain road that had been repaired.

Dao Yan continued to go up with the two of them: "This archway was erected here when the Holy Spring Temple was built. The purpose is to make everyone who comes to the source of the holy spring feel awe."

Passing through the archway, the slightly wet mountain road looked clean and natural. In the small courtyard beside the mountain road, a young monk who was sweeping saluted the three of them.

Next to the little novice monk was a rusty incense burner, burning with a quiet, long-lasting, atmospheric and elegant rosin.

After saluting each other, Du Yan led the two of them to step on the stone path where there were people cleaning and tidying up the weeds. They didn't take two steps up until they came to a hollow boulder.

"Amitabha." Dao Yan bowed to the boulder, turned around and said, "This is the source of the holy spring."

Feidao looked at the boulder, and saw that the boulder was wet all over, and there were crystal water droplets dripping from the hollow part, entering the concave stone the size of a lotus leaf in front of it, and flowing down the mountain.

Next to the concave stone is a stone platform for people to sit on.

It looks really ordinary.

"The benefactor please sit down here." Dao Yan said to Zheli.

Zheli sat down on the stone platform according to his words, and Daoyan took out a jade leaf carved from jasper from his sleeve: "The so-called one leaf blocks the eyes, this jade leaf is a thing in front of the Buddha, it can drive away evil spirits."

Dao Yan dipped the jade leaf in the water of the holy spring, and applied it on Zhe Li's eyes.

"The two benefactors will sit here for a while, and then I will go down the mountain." Dao Yan said.

Fei Dao saluted him, and Dao Yan went down the mountain.

Watching Dao Yan's figure walk away, Zhe Li stood up from the stone platform and looked at Fei Dao.

Feidao looked at the boulder, and stretched out his hand to touch the rough texture on the stone: "This boulder should be the source of spiritual power of Foshi Mountain, where the mountain spirit lives."

Zheli also looked at the boulder: "Mountain spirit?"

Feidao nodded: "It must be that the temple builder of Shengquan Temple discovered the magic here, subdued the mountain spirit, helped it become a mountain spirit, and blessed this Foshi Mountain. Only then has Lingquan Temple been kept alive for a hundred years."

"It's a pity." Feidao withdrew his hand, showing a stern expression, "The mountain spirit is no longer in the mountain."

Zheli suddenly realized that he knew that the purpose of coming to the source of the holy spring was not to heal his eyes, but to determine the location of the mountain spirit.

"Where will the mountain spirit go if it is not here?"

Feidao smiled lightly, with deep meaning on his face, and did not answer.

At noon, the little monk guarding the spring came to the spring, invited two people, and sent them down the mountain.

The two walked all the way back to Shengquan Temple, the birds were singing in the empty mountains, and a few fallen leaves occasionally appeared on the clean trail, and their hearts suddenly calmed down.

Entering the temple along the trail, the two heard from a distance that Dao Yan seemed to be arguing with others.

Standing in an inconspicuous corner outside the courtyard, the two listened attentively.

"Junior brother, there is no perfect thing in this world. The Buddha statues you carved are very skilled. Why do you have to make trouble with yourself?" It was Dao Yan who spoke, and he was trying to persuade Du Yan.

"Then why is senior brother having trouble with me?" Du Yan asked sullenly.

"What are you talking about? The century-old base of Shengquan Temple, I am a master and guard the way for all sentient beings. Is it wrong?"

Du Yan lowered his head and said nothing.

"The Guanyin statue, how is your carving?" Dao Yan asked again.

Du Yan looked up at him, his expression became more and more unhappy: "I won't."

Dao Yan sighed: "Junior brother, all living beings are equal, so what's the harm in sacrificing a little for the sake of longer-term happiness?"

Du Yan raised his head: "Senior brother, what you give willingly is dedication, and it is hypocrisy to steal others' contributions."

"You!" After a long time, Dao Yan sighed, "Du Yan, the way I seek is the best, and the way you seek the middle way is ultimately different. Forget it, you go."

After Du Yan left, Dao Yan sighed again, and left immediately.

"It seems that the relationship between the two masters is not good." Zheli sighed.

Feidao didn't respond, so the two of them just pretended nothing happened and went back to the Abode.

The moon tonight is extremely dizzy, and it must rain tomorrow.

"You must not leave my side, do you understand?" Facing the unknown danger, Feidao could only keep Zheli in the nearest place.

Seeing Feidao's serious face, Zheli nodded quickly, stretched out his hand to hug Feidao's arm, and said with a smile, "Understood, I'm just staying close, is it close enough?"

Feidao looked at him helplessly, and gently pushed his head away.

Entering the main hall, it is still the same as what I saw before, not much different.

In the dark night, cold wind poured in from the door, and Zheli turned his head to look at Feidao in surprise: "Master, what are you laughing at? You laugh so creepily." He scratched his arm as he spoke, trying to comfort him. Goosebumps.

Feidao just looked at him calmly, his serious gaze seemed to be telling: Do you think I am someone who can laugh like that?