Chapter 779. Fighting Tigers, Tigers Beating People (2)
After hearing this, Wang Po laughed and said, "What a hero who doesn't wear a headscarf, so courageous."
But when he said this, he saw the woman suddenly holding her forehead and shook her head slightly. After a while, he laughed in a low voice: "But it's a big deal. After being pregnant these days, I always feel that I have nowhere to rest in my heart. When I see the Buddha and Bodhisattva, I feel more at ease. Well, I will listen to my mother and I will pack up some incense and sichuan fruit tomorrow and go to Dizang Temple to burn incense."
After hearing this, Wang Po made an appointment to go out, meet again, and talked some gossip before walking back to her small teahouse.
Waiting for Wu Dalang to come back after selling the cakes, he heard his wife talk about this. After hearing this, Wu Dalang would only say, "This is a good thing. You and Mother Wang will go tomorrow."
The woman was used to seeing her husband's stupid mouth, but at this time, she became a little annoyed.
After breakfast the next day, the woman brought a basket of incense and candles, some fruits, vegetarian snacks, and went to Dizang Temple with Wang Po.
Although Dizang Temple is a nunnery, it covers a huge area. The courtyards that have been entered are all Buddhist temples, and there are endless men and women pilgrims coming in and out.
Wang Po was already familiar with Ningu Xue, the abbot of Dizang Temple. He took the woman's hand and went directly to find Ningu Xue.
When I arrived outside the Second Hall, I heard a bell ringing in the hall. I heard a fat half-old nun wearing a mulan cassock and singing a Buddhist song:
"The king of the country, King Miaozhuang, was young daughter Miaoshanniang. Her father wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but she did not marry a man in practice. She was sent to the garden for bans, and her appearance became more and more extraordinary. The envoy of Baique Temple, the gods helped him. He sent troops to burn the temple, and sincerely moved the heavens. The Xiaoyao Tower advised him to fight, but he was robbed to the Dharma field, and the tiger's back was hidden in the secret mountain. The soul returned to the underworld, and the ten halls emitted a light. The prisoners were liberated and Xiangshan was able to return to the sun. After nine years of practice, he achieved a strong morality. The family entered the Buddha's kingdom and had happiness in the West."
After singing this Buddhist song, the half-old nun said, "This article is about how Guanyin Bodhisattva practiced that day, so that he could be solemn and incarnated incarnation and power of great Taoism. If the public has faith and have good thoughts, they will listen to the speeches of the poor nuns. Before Guanyin Bodhisattva became a monk, he was born in the palace of Miaozhuang, became Princess Miaoshan, and became a monk to practice."
After saying that, the fat nun sang another song, talking about how King Miaozhuang asked for a son from the Taoist priest of the West Mountain, and received a Taoist priest from the West Mountain to express his reputation as a representative of the Five Mountains, and the Emperor of Heaven sent three practitioners to be his daughters.
Wang Po stood in front of the hall and listened to the fat nun singing Buddhist songs, but the woman beside him sneered: "The king is also a fool. Since he spent tens of millions of dollars on his own, he was determined to ask for a son, but the gods only gave him a girl, and he gave him three, all of whom were determined to become monks and sisters. If I were that king, I would know that gods were all like clouds and mists, and there was no devout raising a group of Taoist monks!"
After saying this, the people who listened to the Buddhist songs in the palace were stunned and turned to look. Seeing that these people were not good, Wang Po hurriedly pulled Wu Da’s wife and said, “Let’s go to the back and burn incense in front of the Empress who sent her children.” She dragged her away half-pulled and half-pulled.
Turning over the hall, he walked all the way to the Hall of the Gift of Children, lit incense strings in the incense burner, and putting fruit snacks on it. Po Wang couldn't help but complain: "Wu Da wife, I know you are a knowledgeable woman, but you have to look at this point. That is, Master Xue has always been good at sex, and he has to change the master who is waiting for him. How can I take you out today with a whole body?"
The woman slapped the basket in her arms and said disdainfully: "Although I am not a man who can run on my arms, if I provoke my sex, what kind of monk do you care about? For he is a big insect on Jingyanggang, I will press him to eat my foot wash water!"
After saying that, a trace of doubt emerged between her eyebrows, not knowing where her anger came from.
Wang Po didn't care about that, he was just anxious to cover her mouth. Before she could do it, someone smiled and said, "Mom Wang, who are you going to the small temple to worship Buddha today?"
With this smile, the nun Xue held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and walked straight to the two of them. She looked at Wuda’s wife first, and then smiled and said, “Wuliang Buddha, this lady looks so lucky. Isn’t it the wife of Wuda Lang’s family in Zishi Street? Today I have the fate to come to Xiao’an. It’s really the fate of the nun. I also invite you to Wenshu Pavilion inside to serve tea.”
Wang Po wondered, although this Nun Xue claimed to be the famous nun head of Yanggu County, she only flattered those official wives, rich ladies, and Wuda’s wife were just a wife selling cooked cakes, but she was worthy of her popularity like this?
Nun Xue looked at Wang Po’s face and smiled slightly, but shouted: “Miaofeng, Miuqu, your mother Wang is here, why don’t you welcome into the Yuntang quickly? Please give me some snacks.”
Then the two little nuns responded crisply, turned out from the front hall, and took Wang Po's hand and said, "Mom hasn't been here for a long time. The eldest lady from Ximen Daguan last time gave us a pound of good hundred-fruit tea, but she had never moved it. It turned out that it was prepared for her mother."
These two little nuns smiled and surrounded Wang Po in the middle. Nun Xue then turned toward Wu Da’s wife and gave in: “Miss Wu, please.”
Although I don’t know why Nun Xue was so enthusiastic when she saw her, Wu Da’s wife suddenly felt an instinctive warning, but a slight pain in her abdomen, and her legs couldn’t help but follow Nun Xue.
After passing the Hall of the Send Children, I passed several more halls and pavilions, and to the garden behind Dizang Temple, there was a small building in the garden, with a plaque on the lintel, which read the three words "Manjushri Pavilion".
Without the need for Nun Xue to greet him, Wu Da’s wife walked towards the Buddhist pavilion step by step.
In the small building, there is a golden body of a Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva wears a delicate crown on his head, a garland on the sky, and a pair of hands clasped his hands to his chest. A green lotus grew from his palms. The lotus held the sutra box in his heart and stood a small Vajra sword on it. It was the appearance of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
But behind the Bodhisattva, a pair of arms stretched out, holding the sun wheel in one hand and the moon wheel in the other, light vaguely appeared, showing an extraordinary feeling.
The most strange thing is that in front of this Bodhisattva treasure, there are no incense or candles or fruit offerings, but there are extremely thin wooden boards covered with thin layers of soil, planting some fine and thin flowers and plants, as well as newly sprouted bean and wheat seeds.
Each wooden board contains some exquisitely carved flowers, trees, fish and birds. Some are colder and yellow wax, while the more expensive ones are gold and jade. There is also a handsome boy wearing lotus clothes and lotus pods in his hands. Some are made of clay, some are made of gold and silver, jade, and fragrant wood.
When Wu Da’s wife saw it, she said in confusion: “This is the decorative gu board, Wushengyuan, Fuheluowa, and the little girl who was used to decorate during the Chinese Valentine’s Day. How can I use it to offer sacrifices to Buddha?”
Anti-pirated version, corrected later
After hearing this, Wang Po laughed and said, "What a hero who doesn't wear a headscarf, so courageous."
But when he said this, he saw the woman suddenly holding her forehead and shook her head slightly. After a while, he laughed in a low voice: "But it's a big deal. After being pregnant these days, I always feel that I have nowhere to rest in my heart. When I see the Buddha and Bodhisattva, I feel more at ease. Well, I will listen to my mother and I will pack up some incense and sichuan fruit tomorrow and go to Dizang Temple to burn incense."
After hearing this, Wang Po made an appointment to go out, meet again, and talked some gossip before walking back to her small teahouse.
Waiting for Wu Dalang to come back after selling the cakes, he heard his wife talk about this. After hearing this, Wu Dalang would only say, "This is a good thing. You and Mother Wang will go tomorrow."
The woman was used to seeing her husband's stupid mouth, but at this time, she became a little annoyed.
After breakfast the next day, the woman brought a basket of incense and candles, some fruits, vegetarian snacks, and went to Dizang Temple with Wang Po.
Although Dizang Temple is a nunnery, it covers a huge area. The courtyards that have been entered are all Buddhist temples, and there are endless men and women pilgrims coming in and out.
Wang Po was already familiar with Ningu Xue, the abbot of Dizang Temple. He took the woman's hand and went directly to find Ningu Xue.
When I arrived outside the Second Hall, I heard a bell ringing in the hall. I heard a fat half-old nun wearing a mulan cassock and singing a Buddhist song:
"The king of the country, King Miaozhuang, was young daughter Miaoshanniang. Her father wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but she did not marry a man in practice. She was sent to the garden for bans, and her appearance became more and more extraordinary. The envoy of Baique Temple, the gods helped him. He sent troops to burn the temple, and sincerely moved the heavens. The Xiaoyao Tower advised him to fight, but he was robbed to the Dharma field, and the tiger's back was hidden in the secret mountain. The soul returned to the underworld, and the ten halls emitted a light. The prisoners were liberated and Xiangshan was able to return to the sun. After nine years of practice, he achieved a strong morality. The family entered the Buddha's kingdom and had happiness in the West."
After singing this Buddhist song, the half-old nun said, "This article is about how Guanyin Bodhisattva practiced that day, so that he could be solemn and incarnated incarnation and power of great Taoism. If the public has faith and have good thoughts, they will listen to the speeches of the poor nuns. Before Guanyin Bodhisattva became a monk, he was born in the palace of Miaozhuang, became Princess Miaoshan, and became a monk to practice."
After saying that, the fat nun sang another song, talking about how King Miaozhuang asked for a son from the Taoist priest of the West Mountain, and received a Taoist priest from the West Mountain to express his reputation as a representative of the Five Mountains, and the Emperor of Heaven sent three practitioners to be his daughters.
Wang Po stood in front of the hall and listened to the fat nun singing Buddhist songs, but the woman beside him sneered: "The king is also a fool. Since he spent tens of millions of dollars on his own, he was determined to ask for a son, but the gods only gave him a girl, and he gave him three, all of whom were determined to become monks and sisters. If I were that king, I would know that gods were all like clouds and mists, and there was no devout raising a group of Taoist monks!"
After saying this, the people who listened to the Buddhist songs in the palace were stunned and turned to look. Seeing that these people were not good, Wang Po hurriedly pulled Wu Da’s wife and said, “Let’s go to the back and burn incense in front of the Empress who sent her children.” She dragged her away half-pulled and half-pulled.
Turning over the hall, he walked all the way to the Hall of the Gift of Children, lit incense strings in the incense burner, and putting fruit snacks on it. Po Wang couldn't help but complain: "Wu Da wife, I know you are a knowledgeable woman, but you have to look at this point. That is, Master Xue has always been good at sex, and he has to change the master who is waiting for him. How can I take you out today with a whole body?"
The woman slapped the basket in her arms and said disdainfully: "Although I am not a man who can run on my arms, if I provoke my sex, what kind of monk do you care about? For he is a big insect on Jingyanggang, I will press him to eat my foot wash water!"
After saying that, a trace of doubt emerged between her eyebrows, not knowing where her anger came from.
Wang Po didn't care about that, he was just anxious to cover her mouth. Before she could do it, someone smiled and said, "Mom Wang, who are you going to the small temple to worship Buddha today?"
With this smile, the nun Xue held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and walked straight to the two of them. She looked at Wuda’s wife first, and then smiled and said, “Wuliang Buddha, this lady looks so lucky. Isn’t it the wife of Wuda Lang’s family in Zishi Street? Today I have the fate to come to Xiao’an. It’s really the fate of the nun. I also invite you to Wenshu Pavilion inside to serve tea.”
Wang Po wondered, although this Nun Xue claimed to be the famous nun head of Yanggu County, she only flattered those official wives, rich ladies, and Wuda’s wife were just a wife selling cooked cakes, but she was worthy of her popularity like this?
Nun Xue looked at Wang Po’s face and smiled slightly, but shouted: “Miaofeng, Miuqu, your mother Wang is here, why don’t you welcome into the Yuntang quickly? Please give me some snacks.”
Then the two little nuns responded crisply, turned out from the front hall, and took Wang Po's hand and said, "Mom hasn't been here for a long time. The eldest lady from Ximen Daguan last time gave us a pound of good hundred-fruit tea, but she had never moved it. It turned out that it was prepared for her mother."
These two little nuns smiled and surrounded Wang Po in the middle. Nun Xue then turned toward Wu Da’s wife and gave in: “Miss Wu, please.”
Although I don’t know why Nun Xue was so enthusiastic when she saw her, Wu Da’s wife suddenly felt an instinctive warning, but a slight pain in her abdomen, and her legs couldn’t help but follow Nun Xue.
After passing the Hall of the Send Children, I passed several more halls and pavilions, and to the garden behind Dizang Temple, there was a small building in the garden, with a plaque on the lintel, which read the three words "Manjushri Pavilion".
Without the need for Nun Xue to greet him, Wu Da’s wife walked towards the Buddhist pavilion step by step.
In the small building, there is a golden body of a Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva wears a delicate crown on his head, a garland on the sky, and a pair of hands clasped his hands to his chest. A green lotus grew from his palms. The lotus held the sutra box in his heart and stood a small Vajra sword on it. It was the appearance of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
But behind the Bodhisattva, a pair of arms stretched out, holding the sun wheel in one hand and the moon wheel in the other, light vaguely appeared, showing an extraordinary feeling.
The most strange thing is that in front of this Bodhisattva treasure, there are no incense or candles or fruit offerings, but there are extremely thin wooden boards covered with thin layers of soil, planting some fine and thin flowers and plants, as well as newly sprouted bean and wheat seeds.
Each wooden board contains some exquisitely carved flowers, trees, fish and birds. Some are colder and yellow wax, while the more expensive ones are gold and jade. There is also a handsome boy wearing lotus clothes and lotus pods in his hands. Some are made of clay, some are made of gold and silver, jade, and fragrant wood.
When Wu Da’s wife saw it, she said in confusion: “This is the decorative gu board, Wushengyuan, Fuheluowa, and the little girl who was used to decorate during the Chinese Valentine’s Day. How can I use it to offer sacrifices to Buddha?”
Chapter completed!