Chapter 006 Dragon Possation

The weather is getting colder, and it just snowed a few days ago.

My mother has been in good health, and the weather has made the disease worse. I heard that some monks living in Nanshan can cure miscellaneous diseases. So I want to take my mother to visit when the weather is clear.

With the sudden rise of my status, the women in my family can no longer go in and out of the countryside at will as before. It's rare to even leave the house once. When I went back to Nanshan, I also took my mother out for a walk.

Nanshan is on the edge of Jingkou City, stretching for several miles. Because it is in the south of the city, it is called Nanshan. Half of the residents of Jingkou come from Jiangbei, including my ancestors who also moved from the north to Jingkou. Most of the overseas Chinese in Jingkou moved from Chang'an, Luoyang and other places. Buddhism prevailed in the north, and these people from Jiangbei also brought Shamen to Jingkou. For decades, more than a dozen temples, large and small, have been built in Jingkou. There are several on Nanshan alone.

It was the first time for me to visit the temple with my family.

Although it is winter, there are many bamboos in Nanshan, so it is green. Walking among the green mountains and bamboo is really refreshing. As I walked to the mountain, I looked back at the two sedan chairs on the mountain road. Mother and wife sat in the sedan chair.

When the sedan chair reached a few people on the mountainside, my daughter Xingdi took the opportunity to slip off the sedan chair and ran a few steps to catch up with me. While holding me with her little hand, she showed me the "baby" she specially took from her mother to show off.

After turning a few corners along the mountain road, I saw a temple in sight. Four big words are written on the wall of the temple: "Zaishan Zen Courtyard". Because this temple is hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest, it is often called "Bamboo Forest Temple." Zhulin Temple remembers much more than the name of Jiashan Zen Temple, so many people forget the real name of the temple instead.

As soon as you enter the temple, you will feel cool and humane. Seven or eight monks have already lined up to welcome the marquis in the courtyard. An old monk came forward to salute and said, "General Liu's visit is really a blessing in our temple."

"I dare not. I don't know if it's right to come with my daughter this time?

"Buddha is open to the world, and both men and women can enter the temple. How can it be inappropriate? Come on!" The old monk led the way, and we followed him into the hall.

When the old monk was introducing us to the Buddha statues and furnishings in the hall, a young monk pulled the old monk aside and whispered. After the old monk asked the young monk to retreat, he ordered several monks in the hall to preside over the family to burn incense and worship. Then he walked to me, who was admiring the Buddha statue on the side of the hall, pulled the corner of my robe and whispered, "If the general is free, the abbot of our temple wants to see the general and talk about the Buddha's fate."

I was stunned and said, "I don't believe in Buddha. Just because my mother was afflied, I came here to ask for peace. The abbot received it with good intentions.

The monk hurriedly explained, "Actually, the abbot is not talking about Buddha matters, but personnel."

"Oh? This..." I was suspicious, and the old monk continued, "If you don't disturb me, you might as well come with me."

I had to go to the front of the temple and tell my mother and wife, let the servants serve me, and then follow the old monk into the backyard.

I followed the old monk through a moon gate, turned into a lane, and saw an old monk with a white beard standing in front of a room and saluted me with his hands folded from afar. When I approached, he said loudly, "How has General Ji Nu always been?" Huiqing, the abbot of Jiashan, has been waiting for a long time.

This old monk actually called me by his nickname. I thought he was an acquaintance. But after returning to the salute, I don't remember such an acquaintance, not to mention that he is still a Buddhist.

The abbot named Huiqing let me into the room, and I saw that there were two other old monks sitting in the room. When they saw me come in, they got up and saluted together. I also returned the gifts one by one.

As I was suspicious, the abbot Huiqing said, "I'm afraid General Ji Nu doesn't know me. However, I will recognize you."

"Xiao Ke really doesn't know several big monks. I don't know what to teach this time?"

"I don't dare to teach, but there are some things that need to be verified with the general."

"Oh?" I don't know what else needs me to verify in this Zhulin Temple.

The abbot Huiqing smiled and said, "Did the general come to the temple when he was a teenager?"

This matter is easy to verify. When I was a child, my family was poor, and I often went to Nanshan to cut wages and dig grass. This Zhulin Temple was the only place to pass. Although I don't believe in the Buddha, I occasionally have time to go around the temple.

"I used to come here at that time." I answered.

"One day, the general lay alone in front of the lecture hall. Do you remember this?"

"This... I remember."

Although teenagers often come to Zhulin Temple, many impressions have been few left after many years. However, the time I slept in front of the lecture hall is still fresh in my memory. After so many years, the reason why such a small thing is remembered so clearly is that the experience was extraordinary.

I just dug some bamboo shoots that day and went to the temple to rest before going down the mountain. Hungry and sleepy, I unconsciously fell asleep in the porch in front of the lecture hall.

At that time, I suddenly had a dream that I saw a dragon falling from the sky. The dragon looked up at me with his huge head, but I was not afraid. I also looked at it and thought about what it wanted to do. Unexpectedly, the dragon suddenly flew towards me, and I couldn't avoid being hit by it. Shocked by this, I woke up from my dream.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that several monks stood far away from me and pointed at me. They did not dare to speak loudly or approach me. Several monks in the lecture hall poked their heads out at me and dared not come out.

I jumped up in shock and looked around, pulling out a bamboo branch and slapping it around. I'm afraid it's poisonous snakes, poisonous insects and other terrible things.

Those monks just looked at me and didn't make any movement. I was both inexplicable and very panicked. I quickly picked up the burden and flew away from the Bamboo Forest Temple. I haven't been to this temple for many years since then. Over time, I forgot about it.

Today, when I saw the old monk mention this matter, I couldn't help but be shocked: Did something happened that day that I didn't know? When I recalled the scene after that incident, I only felt that what the monks looking at me showed in their eyes was not fear, but awe.

What awes these monks?

When the abbot Huiqing saw me admit this, he turned his head and looked at several old monks. Those nodded and motioned him to go on.

The encouraged abbot said, "You may not believe this, General. That day, when you rested from the eaves of the lecture hall in the afternoon, you actually showed the shape of a dragon. The dragon and the general merged into one. The dragon head was nearly two inches higher than the general's head, and the shape was completely different, which was surprising. I don't know if the general noticed it that day?"

"Oh? Is there such a thing? I answered like this, but I was even more surprised. What these monks saw with their own eyes was in line with my dream!

"Indeed. I have seen it with my own eyes at that time. In this way, the general's previous journey is immeasurable. The abbot turned his head and looked at the crowd again.

He continued: "Dragon patterns are very visible. The manifestation of the icon is enlightened. The manifestation is also divided into Mr. Lin, which is different. For monks who practice, if there is a Buddha statue, they will be able to become a holy monk; for those who fight, if there is an ancient god of war, they will be able to become famous generals; the dragon statue is the highest statue in the world, which indicates the dignity of the 95th..."

Hearing this, I interrupted the abbot and said, "I don't know the middle way. I only know how to fight for the country as a soldier. As a son of man, I just visited the temple with my mother today. Ninety-five, what do mortals think. Moreover, when it is about this, it is also a crime of great rebellion. How to talk about it?"

Abbot Huiqing said, "General, please rest assured that what we will talk about today is a top secret matter. The reason why I invited the general for an interview is unavoidable. The small temple of Benjingkou of Zhulin Temple appears from no strange image. But since there is such an image, there must be a reason. A few years ago, I visited other places and asked the senior monks of the North about this many times... General, don't worry, I didn't mention the general's name to avoid revealing the sky.

The abbot observed my look and then said, "After hearing my description, the monks also thought that the general was immeasurable. After that, we checked the life of the general and knew that you were the ancestor of Han Gao. Thinking that Gaozu killed snakes and became the emperor of the world, the general, you have a dragon, and you can't say that there is no such good omen..."

I interrupted him again: "The words of the great monk are really incomprehensible. I have always been puzzled by ghosts. If I talk about some people, I would like to be taught; if I talk about these gods and ghosts, I'm afraid it may not be good for me, the abbots and the great monks.

These monks want to talk more, but I don't believe it. They didn't speculative, so they had to give up. After talking about some secular gossip, I left.

When I arrived at the front yard, my mother, wife and others have finished visiting and visiting. We said goodbye to the monks, left the temple gate, and set off to visit other temples again.

At the end of the day, people are tired. After returning to the house, his mother and wife Liao only had some simple dinner and went back to their rooms.

I entered the study in the front yard on the pretext of official business.

I locked myself in the study and recalled again and again what I talked with the great monk Huiqing today.

Although I have never believed in those things, the incident that happened in Zhulin Temple is indeed very unusual. The Long Qing I dreamed of was recognizable. There is no doubt that the feeling of the dragon hitting me is true, and Huiqing and others can't refute what happened when they saw the dragon on the same day. Although I can't understand it, it doesn't mean that this kind of thing is impossible.

Huiqing mentioned that I am unspeakable, and there is a possibility of being the supreme of 95. Although I was afraid that these words would cause disaster, and I didn't know how to interrupt him, I couldn't help but think of what the abbot said when I was a teenager and said the same thing when a heavenly master passed by my father's tomb. The teacher said that the descendants of this tomb were rich and noble, and their future was unpredictable.

In addition, there are many things that make me feel inexplicable and true over the years. What the hell is going on? Does my future really have something I expect but can't believe?