(Preface: Just as a hypothesis. If the European God ran to Mount Emei to show his spirit, what would happen? I am afraid that people would not regard him as God, but would think they had seen the light of Buddha. And vice versa. People live in various circles, sometimes they think they have gone out, but they ended up entering another one. In 1937, the Holy See finally lifted a ban that lasted for more than two hundred years - "allowing" Chinese people to worship Confucius and worship ancestors. Is it funny? If you understand this complicated history, you will not be able to laugh at all. God will not be jealous, the only one who is jealous is the Pope.)

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Seeing Feng Junzi come out, I let go of Yiyi a little embarrassedly. Seeing Yiyi's appearance, she seemed a little afraid of Feng Junzi. Although her expression was a little aggrieved, she still stood aside and replied in a low voice: "I understand."

"Why am I so unlucky? Others preached the Dharma, and no disciple was respectfully served tea and water. I'm fine. I taught you one person and one ghost. I hugged you in front of me and didn't even say anything, but I didn't even ask if I saw me." Although Feng Junzi was dissatisfied with his words, he didn't hear any dissatisfaction in his tone. As he spoke, he laughed himself.

"Do you have a teacup and teapot? I'll pour you tea now." Seeing him laughing, I replied to him.

Feng Junzi waved his hand: "Liu Yiyi, you have just transformed into form. You must seize the time to consolidate your foundation. There is a stone looking at the sky on the top of Zhaoting Mountain. You can go now. According to the method I teach you, practice your skills towards the full moon... The future is long, and you have time to see your brother Shi."

Liu Yiyi agreed, looked at me again, and floated up the mountain reluctantly. I finally had the opportunity to ask Feng Junzi: "Feng Junzi, what are you doing? You're making such a big noise! ​​Guess what I saw just now?"

Feng Junzi didn't answer my words, but walked up to me and stretched out a finger to sway in front of me, and asked me, "Ishino, what is this?"

"A finger."

"Are you sure it's one, not two? Are you fingers, not feet?"

I replied in confusion: "One finger is one finger."

Feng Junzi nodded and said with some satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad. Your nerves are normal, and you didn't scare you or are silly... I really didn't expect that this demonic realm disaster would make you pass so easily."

"What did you say? Demon Realm Tribulation, didn't you say I could escape the six heavenly tribulations? Why did the Demon Realm Tribulation appear again?"

Feng Junzi: "The so-called demon realm disaster, from the perspective of alchemy, refers to when the medicine is collected to form a pill, and the spiritual pill penetrates the throat and falls into the central palace. The practitioner will see various strange phenomena in front of him. This strange phenomenon comes from the light and shadow that appears when collecting internal medicine. Some people are disturbed by the strange phenomena at this step, their minds are lost, and their Taoism cannot be improved. Even more serious problems, if this person has a defect in his mind, he may become crazy. This is the demon realm disaster in the four gates and twelve levels! Did you encounter it? You didn't, I said that if you avoid it, you would avoid it."

"I really avoided when you say that, but you just said..."

Feng Junzi interrupted me: "As human disaster, there are always causes and consequences. It's not something you hide, but you're delivering it to your door. I didn't ask you to come today, it was you who came with you... Actually, I was as expected. I just didn't expect that you could live so easily... I asked you, are you really not afraid at all? If I were me, I'm afraid I would be so scared to pee my pants."

When Feng Junzi spoke, his eyes looked towards the root of my thigh, as if he was looking at whether I had wet my pants. I thought about it carefully after hearing what he said. Am I not afraid? I should be afraid! If it were more than a year ago, I suddenly saw the scene just now, and I would be scared to death. People in the world are afraid of ghosts. Most people are afraid of the concept of death and fear of the unknown world. There are also another group of people who have really seen ghosts, the terrifying scene will leave a shadow and will tremble when they think of it.

But I am different now. I know there are ghosts and have seen ghosts, so I don’t have any preconceived fear of this concept. Another reason is that the first "ghost" I saw when I became an adult was not an evil ghost with long tongues, but a lovable Liu Yiyi. Because of this reason, when I saw ghosts floating, the first feeling was shock, not entirely fear. I endured it so confused.

"What are the things that just now floating around? Are they all lonely ghosts?"

Feng Junzi: "This world is messy and everything is available! What you see is probably not entirely a ghost, and I can't tell what it is!"

"What did you do? Why did you attract these things? Also, I saw the sky..."

I was about to tell him that I saw the clouds in the sky and the trees on the ground became very strange, but Feng Junzi interrupted me: "Don't tell me what you see. Heaven's secrets are coming out, and there is a mouth but no heart. If you don't see it, it's pure, and your heart is not annoyed. I don't want to know!"

I listened to his words and looked at his expression. Four words suddenly popped up in my heart - covering my ears and stealing the bell! Of course, I wouldn't say that to him in person. He told me not to say it, but to change the topic: "Is Liu Yiyi no different from a normal person now? I just touched her hand."

Feng Junzi: "It's not that simple. She just incarnated. She is not a human yet! This is hard to explain. Just act like a mountain god.... Her soul is still in the statue of the mountain god, and her incarnation cannot be separated from the scope of Zhaoting Mountain."

Liu Yiyi left the mountain temple, but she still couldn't live without Zhaoting Mountain. I asked Feng Junzi: "Why? Why can't she leave Zhaoting Mountain?"

Feng Junzi: "She is the god of Zhaoting Mountain, so of course she can't leave Zhaoting Mountain. Think about it yourself, will the God of the West run to Mount Emei to appear? Of course it is impossible."

"Will she always do this?"

Feng Junzi: "What are you anxious about? Just think of another solution. Didn't you think of a solution before?... Don't worry about others first, just think of yourself. You will go to see the Living Buddha in a few days!"

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Recently, I have developed the habit of reading calendars, and counting days every day with my fingers. What do I think? I am counting the summer solstice. It is really a coincidence that I wrote a book. Shang Yunfei told me that the day when the living Buddha wants to see me is just the second day after the summer solstice. This day was on Saturday, June 23, 1990. Shang Yunfei said that he would come to me this morning and lead me to go to Guangjiao Temple.

As soon as we got up, Yunfei came to ask me to go to the cafeteria for breakfast. After breakfast, we two set off on the road. Guangjiao Temple is twenty miles away from Wu urban area. This distance can be used to ride bicycles, but Yunfei and I don’t have bicycles. We can take short-distance urban and rural buses without bicycles, but Yunfei doesn’t take buses, so he must walk, so I had to follow him.

At first, Shang Yunfei was not walking fast, so we walked through Wucheng together. After leaving the city and coming to the suburbs, pedestrians gradually became rare, and only occasionally saw vehicles coming and going. I suddenly felt that Shang Yunfei had accelerated his pace. His walking posture had not changed, his pace had not changed, and he looked nothing unusual, but his speed of moving forward was much faster - at least not slower than a bicycle. When he accelerated forward, he looked back at me a few times, and it seemed that he was looking at whether I could follow.

Although I am not a long-distance runner, I have also grown up from climbing mountains and ridges. Now my body and physique of the Golden Dragon Lock Jade Pillar are much stronger than that of ordinary people. So I pulled my feet and chased me. But the two of us felt different. He was walking, walking smoothly, while I was running, running away with big strides.

The faster I run, the faster he walks. There is always a distance between me and him. In the end, I almost ran, but he still seemed to be walking slowly, but he always kept away from me for a distance of not far or near. We were rushing along the road one after another, and inadvertently surpassing a bus with blue smoke on the butt. Fortunately, there were no pedestrians on the suburbs. In fact, if someone saw Shang Yunfei, he would not care too much. As for seeing me, he would probably treat him as an athlete practicing long-distance running.

After leaving the road, I walked on a loess road and had already arrived at the Zhaoting Lake. I saw the red bricks and yellow tiles of Guangjiao Temple and the pilgrims coming and going from afar. Yun Fei slowed down and returned to normal. This little lama is really worthy of being a master disciple, so he showed me his skills inadvertently. I wonder what kind of kung fu is this? I also learn it when I have the chance, so I don’t have to buy a ticket to take a bus when I go home to see my parents.

Zhaoting Lake is not big or small, and is located in a verdant valley of hills. After passing Zhaoting Lake, there are ten miles of Taoyuan. Every spring, it is the famous "Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms" in Wucheng. Not far after passing this Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms, you will reach the foot of Zhaoting Mountain. Guangjiao Temple faces south and north, and the mountain gate is facing Zhaoting Lake, which is also a beautiful place.

This day happened to be a weekend, so there were many tourists and pilgrims. The hollow door in the middle of Guangjiao Temple was not open, leaving only the side doors on both sides for tourists to enter and exit. When Shang Yunfei walked to the temple gate, I quickly chased him. He looked back at me and said, "I didn't expect that you could keep up all the way. It seemed that the foundation was good! But you haven't learned the method of internal breathing, and you run with your teeth and claws, and you have no majesty at all..."

"Stop, just say you two! What are you two children doing? Where are the tickets?... I don't know if I buy tickets, go there to buy tickets."

Yun Fei was talking about me with a profound look, and I happened to hear the method of inner breathing. At the same time, we were walking towards the entrance of the right side door to Guangjiao Temple, but a man in a yellow jacket reached out to block it. It turned out that this person was the ticket inspector at the entrance of Guangjiao Temple.

Guangjiao Temple is now open to tourists and is a tourist attraction in Wucheng. Except for Buddhist disciples, other tourists and pilgrims have to buy tickets when entering the temple. Perhaps the ones who were guarding the door knew Yun Fei, but no one stopped him, so he didn't expect this. However, today the one who was guarding the door did not know Yun Fei. Seeing the two of us students walking into the temple, they reached out to block it.

"I am a disciple of the Living Buddha. He is the guest the Living Buddha is going to invite today. What tickets do you want?" Yun Fei was not angry with the person who blocked the road, but just explained to him seriously.

The man was in his forties, wearing a narrow-brimmed hat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and venting his nostrils, saying, "What a strange thing, are you disciples of the Buddha in the temple? Are you the guest invited by the Buddha? You two broken boys... A ticket costs five yuan, don't even think about getting in without paying it. I've seen so many nonsense, I've never seen you, a kid, talk nonsense."

It’s easy to see the King of Hell, but hard to be a little ghost. I was thinking about the scene that would happen when I saw the living Buddha, but I didn’t expect that I was stopped by a ticket inspector at the gate. According to my temper, if I were to go there in the past, I might have pulled Yun Fei to buy tickets. What’s the reason for this kind of person? But today is different. Mr. Zhang told me that I should come openly and it’s better to come. I don’t know what it is to beat the drums, but I just came with Yun Fei. I didn’t expect that when I arrived at the gate of the temple, I would really pop up and beat the drums. The dispute here has attracted the attention of many people around me.

Thinking of this, I picked up my arms, didn't move, and stood there watching coldly. Yun Fei said to the man with a blank expression: "Who are you? You want to stop me into the temple."

"I'm from the Tourism Bureau. Standing here, I'm blocking people like you."

Judging from the man's appearance, he didn't look like a formal state cadre. He probably was a temporary worker hired by the Tourism Bureau locally, but he spoke very much. Shang Yunfei was not easy to get into a blow, so he reached out to take out a pocket. He probably wanted to take out something, but he didn't take out anything. He turned to look at me, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "Ishino, did you bring the money today?"

Two tickets cost ten yuan, but I really had them in my pocket, but in this case I didn't take them out. Guangjiao Temple is really a fool. The living Buddha wanted to invite me, and he didn't send someone to pick me up at the door, so he actually wanted to buy a ticket. I looked embarrassed and said to Shang Yunfei: "No, I didn't bring any money either! Otherwise, we'll wait at the door and wait for your master to come out?"

Shang Yunfei's face looked ugly. At this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a big red monk's robe walked out of the left door on the other side and relieved him of the siege: "Uncle Master, this is the Buddha's guest, Xiao Shi, donor? You are indeed outside the door. Just now, the Buddha said that you came in and encountered obstacles and asked me to come to the door to guide him. He is really as expected!"

The red-robed monk stepped forward to salute and led us into the door. The guardian didn't stop him. However, when I walked over, I heard him murmur in a low voice: "Then you have to buy a ticket too!"

When I walked into the mountain gate, the first level was the Heavenly King Hall, and the smiling big belly Maitreya Bodhisattva came to me. When I walked through the Heavenly King Hall, I looked back and saw that the Weituo Bodhisattva behind Maitreya glared and glared with his demon-subduing pestle, leaning on the ground with both hands - it turned out that this temple was not allowed to hang out.

In front of me is the Grand Hall of the Three Worlds Buddhas. There are the most tourists in front of the hall. Some people line up to kowtow in the hall, and some people worship incense burners on the candlesticks and incense burners on the left and right outside the hall. The monk led me forward, but I stopped in the middle of the courtyard. Facing the direction of the temple, I put my hands on my head and bowed respectfully. After I bowed, I bowed again, and after I bowed again, and after I bowed again...

Anyway, I have been there for a long time. When the monk and Yun Fei saw me worshiping Buddha, they were not easy to disturb me, so they could only stand on the side and wait quietly. What do you ask me? Actually, I am showing up! I just want to stand in the place with the most crowded people so that everyone can see it carefully. Today I came in a blatant and went to the temple to worship Buddha! I knew that someone must have paid attention to me in the secret, and I felt it as soon as I entered the temple gate.

Finally, when I finished worshiping, Shang Yunfei led me backwards with the monk. On the way, he asked me in a low voice: "Who taught you when I went to the temple to worship Buddha? You are not a Buddhist disciple."

"My parents taught me. They taught me since I was a child that I should respect my elders and respect the elderly. The Buddha is more than 2,700 years older than us. It should be fine to express respect, but politeness should be said..."
Chapter completed!