The Pendulum Dragon Gate Formation is a unique feature of Sichuan, and Chengdu is the birthplace of the Pendulum Dragon Gate Formation.
There is an essential difference between "Pushing the Dragon Gate Formation" and "Talk about the Mountain". Talking about the "Dash Mountain" is simply talking about the mountains, and it just contains a lot of bragging elements. However, although the "Place the Dragon Gate Formation" also has elements of bragging, it is mostly composed of romance, and at least part of it is true. Otherwise, how could it be possible?
It’s worthy of being put on the table!
The people who set up the dragon gate array were three people sitting at the next table, an old man and two middle-aged people.
One of the middle-aged men said to the old man, "Uncle Zhang, have you heard about the red doll?"
Uncle Zhang took a sip of wine and pinched his goatee under his chin: "Er Gou's father, are you talking about the red doll on the rooftop?"
"Why not? I heard that the red doll appeared again. I don't know whether this appearance is a blessing or a disaster!" Ergou's father said.
Uncle Zhang picked up a peanut and shook his head, "It's hard to say. This red doll appears once every sixty years. No one can tell whether it is a blessing or a curse."
"That's true! I heard that you saw it with your own eyes when you were a child? Is this true?" Ergou's father asked.
"Why isn't it true? When I was a child, I went through the war, do you know?" Uncle Zhang drank the rest of the wine.
Ergou's father nodded, and another middle-aged man poured the wine for Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang took another sip and said, "At that time, my mother carried me into Tiantai Mountain on her back..."
After listening for a long time, I understood that it turned out that these three people were farmers at the foot of Tiantai Mountain and went to Chengdu City to purchase utensils. Recently, a red doll was discovered in Tiantai Mountain. According to Uncle Zhang, that red doll is extremely magical and can control people's needs.
Good or bad, so most people don't dare to offend. But although the red doll is powerful, it may be that one thing brings down another, and now some people actually want to live with it.
Ergou's father couldn't help but worry about the red baby, "Uncle Zhang, do you think the red baby is okay?"
"Is something going to happen? Hongwawa is awesome." Father Zhang started talking again.
"But those people..." Ergou's father's voice became smaller and smaller, completely inconsistent with the rules of the Longmen Formation.
My heart moved, and I couldn't help but think to myself, the red doll was so famous in their mouths, couldn't it be an old monster with an inner elixir? I decided to go and have a look, maybe I could gain something, and maybe I could find the inner elixir.
So, I went to Tiantai Mountain with Jia Dao and Yang Jiaren.
Tiantai Mountain is only a hundred miles away from Chengdu. With the current traffic conditions, it only takes more than an hour to get there by car.
Tiantai Mountain is very large, covering an area of dozens of square kilometers. It was extremely difficult for us to find the Red Baby. So the whole trip turned into a tour.
The origin of the name of Tiantai Mountain is related to Dayu who controlled the floods. It is said that Dayu spent several days here. Because the top of the main peak Yuxiao Peak is as flat as a platform, it is named Yuxiao Peak.
The Zhuge Liang we know well left more relics here.
The most peculiar thing about Tiantai Mountain is the religion in Tiantai Mountain. Because this place has beautiful scenery, not only Buddhism, Taoism, but also Confucianism coexist here. The three sects have had several disputes in the past, but dynasties have changed and sects have withered. I don’t know what they are like now.
Already.
When we got to the mountain, we saw that, fortunately, various buildings had sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Looking at the sky, although it was not late, the sun was gradually going west. We found a place to live on the mountain, and we stayed in a remote small temple.
inside.
The abbot of the temple is called Hongren. It is said that he is a top student in the Buddhist Academy, but he does not look very tall. It is not that I am a person who is appearance-oriented, but this top student is also a bit ugly. Two black lines look like charcoal. His eyebrows and eyes are as wide as bulging, his cheeks are shaved green, and his exposed chest is full of chest hair. To describe him in a more elegant way, he is a big man with a fierce look! He can really scare ghosts!
I even had a feeling of traveling through time. Could it be that I went to Water Margin and met Lu Zhishen?
Hongren didn't seem to welcome us, because I saw them about to eat through the open temple door.
What's the big deal about eating? It's just that these monks are not eating vegetarian food.
A roasted chicken that was browned and oily was placed in the center of the table. The other dishes could not be seen clearly, but the smell must be meat food, and the tails of two fish were exposed in the half-sized porcelain basin.
Hongren blocked the door.
We walked on the mountain for most of the day. We were thirsty and hungry. When we smelled the aroma of the food, the greedy food in our stomachs couldn't help but want to come out. We would never leave.
"Great monk! We are just asking for help, right! Besides, we can pay for accommodation." I said to Hongren.
Hongren shook his head.
"If the sky doesn't leave a guest, let the guests stay. If a person doesn't stay, the food will stay. Look, the dishes are all ready. Let's..." Before I could finish, Hongren was about to close the door.
Yang Jiaren was dexterous and slipped in under Hongren's arm, followed by Jia Dao.
Hongren looked at Yang Jia and Jia Dao who walked into the yard, then turned back and glared at me.
I patted Hongren on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, great monk, for staying here!"
There are several monks in the courtyard, all of whom are big-bodied and round-waisted. In fact, in the Vinaya sect of Buddhism, it is rare to see such a shiny-faced monk. Taoist practitioners regard the body as an alchemy and attach great importance to it. There are praises such as crane-haired and child-like appearance. However, Buddhism regards the body as a rotten skin and regards hard work as a required course. Generally, the appearance is much withered and old, but it is definitely not haggard.
For example, this is the case with the Buddhist master I admire most ~ Master Li Shutong. Although he was described as withered when he passed away, his treasure image was solemn. Therefore, before his death, he wrote the four words "Sorrow and Joy", which is a tribute to people in this world. His pity is also gratifying that his merits are complete.
But these thick monks in front of me don’t look like monks!
But don’t worry about it for now, let’s fill our stomachs first! We are like a storm.
When several monks saw this, it was as if they had seen three hungry ghosts. They were afraid that we would finish all the food, so they started to panic.
Hongren swallowed the last bite of his meal and said angrily to a monk, "Go! Take them to rest!"
The monk's name was Huijing, who was relatively pretty. He took us to a resting place, warned us not to wander around at night, and then left.
The three of us looked at each other and felt that this place didn't seem like a temple. Moreover, when I came into contact with these monks, I couldn't help but feel that they were weird. This feeling was like facing Xu Fu, Fu Hao and Liu Gongliang. I felt secretly alert.
I told Yang Jiaren to be more alert at night, and Yang Jiaren nodded.
Jia Dao lives with me and is taken care of by me. After all, this place is still regarded as a temple, so it seems inappropriate for two people to make troubles here. Secondly, since the last time Yang Jiaren committed murder and insulted Jia Dao, Jia Dao, who had just eaten a sweet jujube, could not even see the leaves of the jujube tree.
For the past few days, I have been lonely in my heart, thinking about Azhu, and could not sleep at night. It was past midnight in a daze. I gathered my mood and was about to go to bed when I suddenly heard a low voice in the yard.