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Qingliang Temple is a landmark building in Nandu City. It is located in the middle of the mountain. It was built in the Yongming period of the Southern Qi Dynasty and has a history of 600 years.Its full name is Sheshan Qingliang Temple. It is said that in ancient times, herbs such as life, angelica, and licorice were produced on the mountain, which have the effect of nourishing and maintaining health, so the mountain is named after She.

The word Qingliang is because of the "Qingliang Sheren" who went back to the mountains, and this name has been used to the temple.

Qingliang Temple was built on the mountain, and Zhang Xiaoming climbed up the stairs. The magnificent temples were like epiphyllums unfolding layer by layer, showing the true face of Mount Lu in front of his eyes.

The temple covers an area of ​​about [-] mu. The mountain gate, Maitreya Buddha Hall, Pilu Hall, Dharma Hall, Buddhist Hall, and Sutra Library are displayed in it.After passing the mountain gate inscribed by Qianlong's imperial pen, there is Maitreya Buddha Hall.

There are not many people in the hall. Even if tourists enter it, they will not stay too long. The believers rush to the Pilu Hall. However, when Zhang Xiaoming enters the door, he sees the benevolent Maitreya Buddha with his breasts exposed and smiles at him, almost staying behind. Moved to tears.

He knelt down in front of the futon, exhaled a long breath: the white skirt was gone, the ghost baby was gone, and the cold ghostly aura surrounding him disappeared without a trace, replaced by the warm Buddha light and the light spreading from the bottom of his heart. The warm current, like the warm sun shining on the body, stretches every pore to the fullest.

Zhang Xiaoming's appearance was a bit strange. He sat on the futon for a long time, which naturally alarmed the monks. The monk responsible for maintaining the order of the Maitreya Buddha Hall stepped forward and said, "Benefactor? Donor? Did you suffer from hypoglycemia?" Hard fruit candy in the pocket.

The name of Qingliang Temple is cool, but the inside of the temple is not cool. Especially during the peak tourist season, the mountain is crowded with people, and the already hot air is even more humid. Even if the inside of the temple is shady and well ventilated, some tourists will faint.

Zhang Xiaoming excitedly grabbed the monk's hand and said, "No, no, I'm fine, I don't have hypoglycemia."

The young monk was a little embarrassed, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Benefactor, I understand, please put your hands down."

Zhang Xiaoming withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and then he couldn't wait to say: "I want to do something! Exorcism can cost as much as you want. This little master, can you take me to the relevant department?"

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Most of the temples provide religious services, and pray for holidays and holidays. Praying for the peace of the country and the people is just one of them, and chanting scriptures to exorcise evil spirits is also a common business.

In addition, there are short-term meditation, temple experience activities, etc. From ancient times to the present, religion and people's life are inseparable. If you want to make it penetrate into the people and become an inseparable part, you have to keep pace with the times.

Jingliu, a young monk from the Maitreya Buddhist shop, brought Zhang Xiaoming to the office.In Qingliang Temple, there are not only ancient temples and pagodas, but also modern buildings. The latest monk's dormitory was expanded around 2000, and the antique low building of the office was also built at that time.

Although it is an antique building, its appearance is similar to the main hall of the temple, with black tiles and red walls, the appearance is very harmonious.

Entering it, you can only feel the cold wind blowing on your face. The air conditioner in the office is powerful enough to cool people in the hot summer.An old monk was sitting behind the consultation desk. His eyebrows were thick and his eyes were smiling, which reminded Zhang Xiaoming of the Maitreya Buddha he had just seen.

Little Master Jingliu explained the Buddhist principles first, and then said: "Master Hui Neng, this benefactor wants to consult about Buddhist affairs."

Master Hui Neng smiled and said, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Xiaoming had a lot of oolongs in the past two days, he knew that most people couldn't see those things, there were thousands of monks, could it be that all of them have the ability to see the devil?He really didn't believe it, so he said vaguely at this time: "I want to do a ritual to exorcise evil spirits. Recently, the water is retrograde, and I always encounter bad luck. I want to dispel the bad luck." To increase his persuasiveness, he added, "The day before yesterday At night, I also met a ghost hitting the wall, and I couldn’t get out of the alley in front of my house.”

This is true, and the ghost who caused the mischief also let out bursts of grinning laughter like owls, which made him fight all over.

Monk Hui Neng listened to him with a smile, without interrupting, let alone asking him to see a psychiatrist. Finally, he took out a wooden sign from the desk drawer and said, "Donor, look at this sign."

Zhang Xiaoming lowered his eyes.

"What's written on the sign?"

Zhang Xiaoming said: "Writing about ghosts and demons is superior to others." He laughed and said, "Isn't this the couplet of Pu Songling?"

Master Huineng smiled and took back the wooden sign and said, "Benefactor, in your situation, we don't recommend doing anything."

Zhang Xiaoming: What about me?What's wrong with me?

After speaking, Master Huineng handed an advertisement to Zhang Xiaoming.

——Believers in Qingliang Ancient Temple "Eight Passes Fasting"

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The eight-pass fasting is the commandment and fasting method established by the Buddha for the temporary monks and disciples who practice at home. In modern times, it has been given a new meaning, that is, temple experience activities.

Living in the temple in just half a month, experiencing Buddhist culture such as receiving precepts, chanting in the morning and evening, worshiping, copying scriptures, Zen tea, teachings by masters, and studying, and living a semi-clean life.

Zhang Xiaoming actually didn't quite understand why Master Huineng would recommend these eight fastings to him, but it was a fact that he could not see ghosts after he arrived at Qingliang Temple, and the cost of participating in the experience activities was very low, even board and lodging were free. As long as you bear the round-trip transportation costs and 300 yuan for the monk's robes, it is enough.

Good, so cheap!

Considering the high price of the solution, Zhang Xiaoming felt more and more that Master Huineng is a master with a heart of compassion. After reading the leaflet, he said, "Master, is there any earlier period of the eight-pass fasting?"

This fasting event is half a month later, he can't wait!

"Earlier, there will be a class tomorrow, but the benefactors who came here have some background in Buddhism and have taken several courses."

"Just that." Zhang Xiaoming begged, "Master, please!"

Master Hui Neng chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Then let's join tomorrow's fasting class temporarily."

……

Zhang Xiaoming lingered, and did not return home until Qingliang Temple was closed.In the eyes of others, this is a night that is never too clear, but in his eyes, it is a night of ghosts, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts come out to cause trouble after the sun goes down.

After nightfall, the deserted and empty streets are crowded with people of all kinds, men, women and children, some wearing long robes and mandarin jackets, some wearing modern T-shirts and jeans, cheongsams, blue kaji cloth jackets, it seems like a pot of stew in the dynasty hodgepodge.

The ghosts are like crowded sardines, crowding the street, but Zhang Xiaoming, with a livid face, passed through many people, and when he returned home, he could still hear the charming voice of the female ghost: "Oh, how can you come from here?" Pass through someone's body?"

"How impolite!"

Zhang Xiaoming: "..."

Fuck!

He hadn't left the temple for an hour, but he began to miss the temple where no ghosts could be seen, and the temple was full of Buddha's light!

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Early the next morning, he brought the package and money to Qingliang Temple. It was still early, but Zhang Blind had already set up a stall on the Tianqiao. Zhang Xiaoming was in a good mood when he saw this half-immortal. on the countertop.

Cash is rarely used these days. He puts [-] in his wallet all the year round just in case, and it is not a small sum of money for Zhang Xiazi. Even if it is the most expensive exorcism package, He only charged five hundred.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Xiaoming waved his hands generously and said, "Take it all, Master Xie for saving me."

Blind Zhang: "Um, oh!"

It seems that he is not only crazy, but also a rich crazy.

……

The eight-pass fast started a bit late, and Zhang Xiaoming was still received by the little master Jingliu. He was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Xiaoming: "Benefactor Zhang, you came too early." The start time stated on their leaflet is [-]:[-] p.m. .

Zhang Xiaoming nodded and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I can change into the monk's robe first, get ready, and feel the atmosphere in the temple."

Seeing him sitting on the futon and unwilling to leave, Jingliu smiled helplessly and said, "Then I'll help Donor Zhang put on the monk's robe first."

There are many kinds of monk clothes, such as short gown, middle gown, big gown, and sea green.The color also changes with different sects. In Tibetan Buddhism, there is a difference between the Red Sect and the Yellow Sect. The Yellow Sect is the Gelug Sect, and the Red Sect is the Nyingma Sect. There is not much difference between Theravada Buddhism and Han Buddhism.

Qingliang Temple is a key demonstration unit of Chinese Buddhism in the country. The clothes worn by the monks are similar to those worn by Tang monks in Journey to the West. Everyone has red cassocks, but generally only monks with high morals will wear them. Young people like Jingliu Monks wear yellow or brown robes.

What Zhang Xiaoming got were two brown monk's robes, not the sea green that ordinary people can see in TV programs or Dafa conferences, but relatively simple short shirts.

After he changed into a short shirt, he sat on the futon. Although the tourists were surprised by his thick black hair, when they saw his handsome face, many people still raised their mobile phones and snapped photos.

Hey, has the handsome guy actually become a monk these days?

At seven o'clock in the evening, believers who participated in the eight-pass fast came one after another, and they were all young people. There was no middle-aged or elderly person he imagined.One of them has delicate features, and is the popular creamy face. The more Zhang Xiaoming looked at him, the more familiar he looked. He couldn't help but approached him and said, "Excuse me, are you Li Yiming?"

Li Yiming is a popular singer recently. He was born in a talent show. He looks good and sings well. Netizens commented that his voice is very Zen-like and can cleanse people's hearts.After the draft, he gathered a lot of fans, and he seemed to be a rising star of tomorrow.Zhang Xiaoming's own work also overlaps with the entertainment industry to a certain extent, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a fringe person in the entertainment industry, and he knows something about the current stars.

The delicate young man was shocked and said: "No! No, you have misunderstood the wrong person! If I were a celebrity, how could I meditate in a temple?"

No, no, why is there such a big reaction...

Zhang Xiaoming laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. If you are a celebrity, you must have a lot of work."

"That's right, Li Yiming must be filming a TV series! Isn't the "School Girl's Superman's Bodyguard" already on?"

Zhang Xiaoming thought: Well, this is not a fanatic, is it?

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

The cold bell of the ancient temple was struck eight times. Under Zhang Xiaoming's eager eyes, Master Hui Neng entered the door. He is huge, but his face does not have much shine. He only makes people feel broad-minded and fat, full of kindness.The mage Maitreya sat on the futon like a Buddha, and the students below were all familiar with him, and they all clasped their hands together and called the mage, even the young man who looked like Li Yiming was very devout, like a primary school student who listened carefully to the class.

According to Zhang Xiaoming’s experience in the meditation camp, most of the content is to read Buddhist scriptures in groups. However, Master Hui Neng did not follow the usual path. After sitting down, he smiled at the next few people: “What scriptures have you read recently? ? Why don't you understand?"

Unexpectedly, the first person to raise his hand turned out to be a fan of Li Yiming. He said, "Master, I have finished reading the "Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra". How does it sound?"

Master Huineng clapped his hands and smiled at Dashan, and then led the crowd outside the temple.

Zhang Xiaoming:? ? ?

What's going on, this meditation class!

……

Outside the temple, there are many ghosts, people with obsessions in their hearts, and ghosts who have no obsessions but line up to reincarnate, wandering around the temple. They seem to be blocked from the temple gate by an invisible wall, and they cannot go any further.

"Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra" and "Buddha Says Infinite Life Sutra" and "Buddha Says View Infinite Life Sutra" are listed as the Three Sutras of Pure Land. The first choice for the scriptures, I saw the young man stepping across the mountain gate without hesitation, standing among the many ghost shadows, and singing loudly.

"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in Sravasti, and only the tree was given to the Lonely Garden. There are 250 monks and big monks, all of whom are big arhats..."

Zhang Xiaoming: Although it sounds very good and has a rhythm, what is the situation...

In the next second, white rays of light burst out from the ghosts who were crowded together like sardines. The ghost body became lighter and lighter, like a breeze, gradually rising and dissipating in the air.

Master Huineng, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha, applauded: "Good! Good! It seems that Li Benefactor has clarified the essence of the scriptures."

Li Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he returned to the mountain gate, he found that his hands were held by a pair of fiery hands.

"Please teach me!" Zhang Xiaoming said without hesitation, "Master, accept my incompetent disciple!"