Chapter 91: Buddhist Pure Land, Think Twice About Everything

It took most of the day just to climb to the temple on the top of the mountain.

After burning incense and praying to Buddha at Doshinji Temple, the master in the temple said that there was a great master teaching Buddhism at the Zen Temple, so Hatsushimo and Shengting went there to listen to the Zen lecture.

The centuries-old temples are constantly burning incense, and the scent of the incense and the green oil lamps in the Zen temple blend together to form a unique fragrance that is simple and soothing.

Two hours passed before I sat cross-legged on the cushion and listened to the master's lecture on Buddhism.

The houses in the back row of the temple complex are specially provided for Buddhists to rest. They stay in them to rest for a while and then get up in the early frost.

"I'm going to go to a higher place to see the view. You can take a nap if you're tired."

Knowing that she wanted to go shopping alone, Sheng Ting did not follow her.

Daoqing Temple is located at the highest geographical location. Climbing up the tower and looking down the mountain, you can see all the smaller mountains. The top of the mountain is still very cool in early spring.

Hatsushimo stood at a high place in a daze for a while. The bells in the temple had rung out and it was already late.

Just as I was about to go downstairs to have a vegetarian meal with Sheng Ting, I suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The woman sitting on a chair outside the Sutra Library opposite was turning the pages of a book with her eyes lowered, as if she had merged into the solemn and austere Sutra Library.

Sure enough, I was not mistaken yesterday, it was Sister Chaoyu.

How come Guiyun came when she was so far away in the imperial capital?

I went downstairs and had a vegetarian meal with Sheng Ting. The setting sun slowly disappeared into the horizon.

In the evening, the two put on thicker clothes and went out for a walk.

"I know there's a very steep viewing point here."

Walking along the dense forest path in the mountains, Chu Shuang lit a flashlight and spoke to Sheng Ting.

"Other places have a slight slope, but that place is straight up and down. Just looking at it makes my heart beat faster, but the scenery is really beautiful."

"Slow down."

Although the path was paved with stone slabs, the mountain road was inevitably bumpy. Sheng Ting saw that she was only concerned with talking and reminded her softly.

Still worried about her, he took her with him.

Hearing that she was so familiar with this place, he asked, "Do you come here often?"

"My grandmother likes to come here. I used to accompany her to the temple to eat vegetarian food."

Sheng Ting knew that her grandmother passed away two years ago.

They were supposed to get married two years ago, but the marriage was put on hold when an elder in her family passed away.

In fact, the mourning period should be three years, but people these days are not as particular about it as they were in ancient times. In addition, the marriage was originally arranged by the elders during their lifetime, so they can get married after two years.

Hatsushimo seemed to have thought of this as well.

"Come to think of it, didn't you come to the Shen family two years ago?"

She didn't even remember having met him before. If she had, there wouldn't have been those mistakes.

Grandma only said it was the child of the Sheng family, but who knew it was that uncle.

The sunlight disappeared, the vision began to blur, and the occasional cries of birds and animals could be heard in the forest.

"Yes, they are all here."

The first frost paused.

The man's face was not very clear in the dark color, but his voice was steady and clear.

"You stayed in the funeral hall all day and didn't come out to see the guests."

Chu Shuang gathered her clothes, thinking of herself at that time, and smiled faintly, "Yeah, at that time, I didn't have the energy to pay attention to anything else."

When we got to the viewpoint she mentioned, the night wind was blowing. Looking down the mountain in the dim light, I felt that it was very cold up there. The wind whistled past the steep cliffs, and there was a rustling sound in the trees not far away.

Fortunately, a fence was built here, giving people a sense of security.

Hatsushimo took a deep breath of the cool night air and felt refreshed throughout her lungs and chest.

She stretched out her hand and looked at the sparks of the city in the distance, and said with emotion: "I really like this feeling, free and easy, looking at the world over there as a bystander, it seems very close to heaven."

This made the man look sideways at her.

Hatsushimo paused and curled her lips: "Heaven is the sky, literally."

“Isn’t it interesting to watch the scenery at night from the top of the mountain?”

"yes."

In fact, the mountain was very quiet, even with the night wind, birds and animals, and their whispers, all the sounds would be swallowed up by the darkness.

The night is calm.

Holding the railing and gazing quietly into the distance, I saw the sky dotted with a few pitiful stars.

If it is summer, the night sky here will be so beautiful that it will leave you speechless.

It’s a pity that it’s only early spring.

Two years ago in the summer, Hatsushiro saw the most beautiful starry sky here and also stayed in the temple that night.

The news said that you can see shooting stars at night. When you swim here at night, the starry sky is hanging overhead and the weather is magnificent.

The vast universe hangs unobstructed above our heads, so close that it seems we can touch it with our hands.

My grandmother passed away peacefully, without much pain. Everyone says it is a blessing for elderly people to pass away peacefully at a certain age.

After losing a loved one again after eight years, Chushuang was much calmer than when he was young.

When she received the call, she was buying pumpkin pie on the street behind the school. This pie was her grandmother's favorite and her grandmother often made it for her when she was a child.

I had no classes in the afternoon. Normally on days like this I would sit on the balcony and bask in the sun, or go to the library to read a book. But that day I suddenly wanted to eat pumpkin pie.

I had just bought some pumpkin pie when I received a call from home.

Being calm doesn't mean it won't hurt. Once again, you see the familiar faces of your loved ones right in front of you. You can clearly see and touch them, but you know that you are no longer in the same world and can never see or talk to each other again.

I can't even give her the things she loves in her life.

Hatsushimo once again realized that nothing is heavier than death.

She knelt in the mourning hall for three days. On the fourth day, the old man was buried. The next day, she climbed up Yunli Mountain.

I always feel that this place is close to heaven and also close to my grandma.

That night, too, she stood here for a very long time.

In fact, she didn't do anything special, she just stood there in a daze. Maybe the atmosphere around her was different, and someone who came here to see the scenery saw her and reminded her.

"It's dangerous ahead, don't get too close."

It's a young man.

Few people come here at this point.

Hearing this, Chu Shuang lowered her eyes and took a step back.

I think he came here to watch the meteors.

But most astronomy enthusiasts will go to another mountain, which is also higher and the vegetation is not as dense as here, but the road is much easier to walk on and it takes less than half the time to climb this mountain.

This is not the best choice.

The man seemed to be just giving a casual reminder, and his voice wasn't very enthusiastic.

Hatsushimo was looking at the night sky in deep thought, while he was also silently waiting for the shooting stars on the other side.

No one was speaking. The night in the wilderness in midsummer was too quiet, yet strangely harmonious.

When a faint silver light streaked across the night sky, Chu Shuang looked up in a daze.

I didn't expect the shooting star to be real.

The stories I read in my childhood said that when a person leaves the world, a star will fall.

Even as a child she had never believed that.

When I saw the shooting star passing by, my heart suddenly ached and tears welled up in my eyes.

There was a click in the darkness, and a hint of scarlet light appeared in the remaining light.

Glancing sideways, I saw the man holding a lighter and trying to light a cigarette. The light of the fire illuminated his facial features, which were as deep and charming as a knife.

When the flame was almost lit to the tip of the cigarette, he seemed to remember something and the fire on his fingertips went out.

Everything returns to darkness.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

The words were addressed to her.

Chu Shuang didn't answer for a moment.

The night wind carried his deep voice to her ears.

"Buddhism is a pure land. Think twice before doing anything."

His face couldn't be seen clearly under the starry sky, and Chu Shuangchen paused for a while before he roughly guessed what he meant.

Did he think she was here to commit suicide?

If she falls from here, will it disturb the tranquility of Buddhism?