Jiming Temple is located at the foot of Jilong Mountain in Xuanwu District, Jinling. It was built in the first year of Yongkang in the Western Jin Dynasty and is the oldest existing temple in Jinling.
This place is very popular, and there has been an endless stream of guests coming here in the past.
There are many famous allusions, the most famous of which is that Emperor Wu of Liang sacrificed his life here four times to become a monk.
Zhou Qishan is a layman, but he respects temples very much. When he was working in Xing'an City, he would go to temples from time to time to pay homage to his comrades who had died. For Zhou Qishan, the talk of gods and ghosts is not important, but
Thinking of these former comrades-in-arms, he couldn't help but have trouble sleeping and eating. The extra money for sesame oil was just for his own peace of mind.
It's a pity that Zhou Qishan didn't have much money at that time. He originally planned to build a small ancestral hall for these deceased comrades, but he could really make a fuss about it later.
Zhao Pu did not ride with them today. It is said that he called Mrs. Zhao. From a distance, Zhou Qishan saw that they were riding in a relatively low-key luxury car this time. Compared with the big-name sports car they were originally riding in, it was much bigger.
Not as good as that.
But Zhou Qishan could see that the entire sports car had been very rigorously decorated, from bulletproof glass to steel plates as thick as half a centimeter, a lot of effort had been put into it.
Weng Yuanhao had a good impression of Zhou Qishan and talked a lot about their affairs.
In fact, since the Republic of China, martial arts has gradually declined, and martial arts has often become a legend among everyone. Weng Yuanhao comes from a martial arts family, and being in such a wave, he is filled with emotions.
"Most of the people who can fight in the country have emigrated. The country is a society ruled by law. People in the martial arts world have strong tempers and great abilities. As you know, unless you have reached a high level, you will not be able to control your hands if you fight with someone."
, it’s easy to kill someone with just one click. This country is not suitable for them to survive.
Practicing martial arts cannot be a living thing, so it is better to go abroad. I have a few old friends from my family. They are now opening martial arts schools abroad. There are some in New York and some in Vancouver. The business is quite good. They are not very advanced, but foreigners do not know the goods.
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Each one has hundreds of disciples, and each disciple pays tribute every year. The practices that are lost in our country are all passed down by them. I see that they have a discipleship ceremony every year, which is very lively."
Zhou Qishan nodded. The situation in China is indeed not suitable for people in the world. In foreign countries, where everyone has a gun and he doesn't mess around, there is naturally a market.
While talking, the motorcade had already arrived at the foot of Jilong Mountain. It was drizzling today and the sky was gloomy, which added a bit of gloom to the entire Jinling.
This time, Zhao Pu followed his parents obediently, and could only give Weng Yuanhao two compliments from a distance.
When you get off the bus, you will see a turbulent stream that flows into the Xiang River, all the way to the mountain gate.
Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Luohe were waiting in front for Zhou Qishan and the others to come forward, "Master Zhou, is this your first time back to Jiming Temple?"
Zhou Qishan had been to Jinling several times, but had never gone up the mountain. He nodded.
"Then just let us lead the way." Mrs. Zhao was very attentive to Zhou Qishan, and just as he said, while walking, he introduced the scene of Jiming Temple, from Zhigong Terrace, to Maitreya Hall, and then to the Main Hall.
And Guanyin Tower, the current statues are two gilt bronze statues of Sakyamuni and Guanyin donated by Thailand, which are very magnificent.
Zhao Pu on the side said: "My family donates money to repair this statue of Maitreya Buddha every year."
However, when they arrived at the Main Hall, several great monks came out to greet them. These days, the monks are basically civil servants. Especially for such a large temple, it can basically be regarded as a large business group. Facing a large family like the Zhao family,
, especially the big benefactors, all of them were very respectful, and several elders came out directly to entertain them.
Zhao Luohe was very embarrassed, and even apologized to Zhou Qishan, saying that he wanted to go in with the host to pray for blessings.
Zhou Qishan felt at ease and was ready to wander around on his own.
Weng Yuanhao also has a great monk he is familiar with. It is said that he often comes here to drink tea and has a good relationship with the master here.
Zhou Qishan was used to being alone, so he agreed with him on a place to meet.
"Jiming Temple is not a big place. There is a large empty temple area at the back, which are all side halls. It is in front of the Medicine Master Pagoda and the Pagoda Forest. If you want to worship and pray, this incense platform is the most popular area.
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The Zhao family and the local abbot have an old relationship. They all go to the Medicine Master Pagoda to perform rituals and sweep. If they are really tired, they can go to the side hall to rest." Weng Yuanhao had been here many times, so he kindly reminded him.
Even on this day, there were still many people in Jiming Temple. Zhou Qishan looked at the young lovers who appeared around him from time to time, wandering near Rouge Well.
Zhou Qishan was alone, just wandering around and looking a little tired. He rubbed his shoulders and simply went to the side hall behind the incense platform. He also believed that Weng Yuanhao had said that the Jiming Temple is now
It was rebuilt after the Lao Jiming Temple was destroyed by fire. This side hall is the remnant of the Lao Jiming Temple, but it was later repaired. It is used as a utility room and is not far from the monks' resting place.
There are obviously a lot less tourists here, but it is a unique place. When the wind and rain come, the flowers and trees all over the ground are blown by the wind and rain, and the covered bridges and courtyards are covered with fallen flowers.
It's very poetic. Even though Zhou Qishan is a rough guy, he still thinks it's beautiful.
He found a bench and was about to sit down when he suddenly heard the sound of Buddhist scriptures coming from behind him. The sound came very suddenly, and the sound of chanting the Buddha's name was mechanical and stiff. Even though they were far away, there was a sense of
Weird and heart-stopping...
Zhou Qishan shivered involuntarily. Damn it, the pure realm of Buddhism could be haunted by ghosts?
But he stood up and looked in the direction of the sound, and walked slowly over. He was surprised to find that there was no one else in the place except him. There were only trees blown by the wind, making a rustling sound...
Although he was capable, he was still a little nervous, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity and slowly moved towards the target.
"If we catch a ghost and turn it over to the country, can we get some benefits..." Zhou Qishan murmured.
But when he reached his destination, he saw several Zen rooms. The doors of the others were locked, and even one corner was wrapped with a spider web. The door of one of them was open, and the fragrance of Buddha was coming from inside.
The taste has a faint light in it.
Zhou Qishan walked in subconsciously, and what he saw was not a Buddha statue, but a wall. On the wall, there were many tablets scattered sparsely!
In front of him was an offering table, with several pots of fruits and other tributes placed on them. They looked very fresh and were obviously offered today.
But what shocked Zhou Qishan the most were the names on these tablets! He never dreamed that he would see these familiar names from the past here...
And just at this moment, a slightly familiar voice came from behind him: "Who is blind, how did you get into this place..."