Nara, Tang Zhaoti Temple.
Passing through the passage of the pine and Berlin, the long winding corridor, the majestic main hall, and then bypassing a pond with a green level like a mirror surface, you arrive at the Sanxiao Temple in the temple.
Today’s weather is not very good. The drizzle fell like a shuttle, hitting the roof of the small black tile nunnery, and then concentrated, wading down like a line from the top of the tile, the days are long, and the ground is on the edge of the blue stone. They have played deep nests one after another.
On the right side of the nunnery, under the building of an ancient Japanese temple, a young woman is kneeling at the entrance of the nunnery. She is wearing a white linen suit. She looks like a female white-collar worker working in a large company. She is more obvious when she is kneeling. After a step the skirt is rounded, and the two stockings legs exposed outside the skirt are more pink and tender.
The appearance of such a charming and graceful woman in the solemn and solemn nun's nunnery is really a strong visual impact, which makes people's eyes bright and bloody. If a man passes by, there is no impulse. , It’s affirmative to look at it more.
Fortunately, no one passes by here. In a society where money and money are intertwined, even monks can go to open bars. Who would believe in the Buddha? In Japan, unless the dead do things, generally no one will come to the temple. .
This woman was Miko. She was sitting on her knees outside the nunnery and waiting for Master Ruojing, the host of Sanxiao'an. It seemed that today was not the right time, Master Ruojing was receiving guests, and she had been waiting for a while.
"Perhaps the mage wants to test my will to worship Buddhism." Miko thought this way, looking up at a sunny doll hanging on the eaves.
A long time ago, there was a cartoon called Yixiu. Every time he used his brain, he would look at this cute puppet. This is a traditional Japanese doll used to pray for sunny weather. It is said that such a doll was hung on a rainy day. Then read a prayer, and God will be especially kind to make the sky smile.
Very cute dolls, very simple traditions. When you hear this, will anyone think that the ancient Japanese people are very cute, very kind, and make you feel warm
Then you are wrong, a big mistake. If you understand the prayer and know the origin of this sunny doll, then no one will think that way.
A long time ago, in ancient Japan, there was a legend that when the rain fell in the sky, a certain fairy was crying, and it was not only the fairy who kept crying when it rained.
So people in order to contain the fairy’s tears, the people in the village will choose the smartest and cutest child in the village, put a knife on the child’s neck, and shout to the sky, "Fairy, how cute you are. Child, if you continue to cry, then I will cut off the child’s head in front of you!"
Of course, the child’s head is not cut off every time. If the rain stops before long, then this child, congratulations, you are lucky to survive, and you have been loved by all the villagers since then, because you are a fairy god. Your child, you are likely to be the village head when you grow up.
However, there are many times when the rain is still annoying. In order to get the fairies to be punished and for the fulfillment of their promises, the adults will cut off the children's heads under the eaves of the house.
Later, in the late Warring States period, some Western weather thoughts were introduced into the palace, and the empress of that generation ordered the abolition of this extremely cruel practice. But is it so easy to change the folk tradition that has continued for hundreds of years? So the Empress sews such a sunny doll, threatening the fairy with this thing, and cutting off the head of the doll.
Raining in the sky and beheading on the ground have nothing to do with it. Therefore, the effect of using rag dolls is similar to that of using real people. Sometimes it is useless and sometimes useful. So the custom of hanging rag dolls was promoted, and finally passed down. The doll's head didn't cut off, so she just hung the thing under the eaves permanently, and then said to her when it rained, "If it rains again, I will cut off the head of this sunny doll..."
Looking at Sunny Wawa at the moment, Miko did not chant a spell, her eyes were stunned, she was thinking of men and Zhang Yuan.
In fact, it’s not that women are all idiots, and Miko’s feelings for Zhang Yuan’s relationship is not the kind of love that she loves. Although she doesn’t hate Zhang Yuan as much as her sister, she didn’t want to be with Zhang Yuan at first What happened to the little boy.
But the first meeting on that kind of occasion gave her a tremendous physical shock, so she, a lonely woman, would easily wake up at midnight, thinking of the hot thing in her heart, and when she knew that Zhang Yuan could do it for his girlfriend Without hesitation, regardless of life and death, she had some admiration. In the end, Zhang Yuan's kiss conquered her. Just as a certain female Jin Sanshun said, find a man with great kissing skills. Well, handsome and not handsome guys, practice kissing skills hard, it's really effective. A high-tech kiss can turn a strong j into a good one.
"Wow." At this moment, the wooden door in front of Miko's eyes was opened, and the sound of the sliding door interrupted Miko's messy thoughts. She raised her head and saw two men in black suits with white linen head coming out.
"Master Ruojing, please stay for a while, my father's funeral is up to you." A slightly older man walks two steps and will salute the old nun behind him.
But another younger man focused his attention on Miko. As I just said, in such a place, with such a curvy beauty, an 80-year-old man would not help but take a few more glances, let alone young. An angry man~
The man naturally stared at Miko’s towering and proud grave first and glanced hard. His eyes were naturally full of desire, but when his wolf eyes moved to Miko’s face, he was obviously startled, and his pupils suddenly Shrinking, what flashed out was not need, but murder.
"Miko, I've been waiting for a long time, please come in." said the Master Ruojing, who was wearing a linen slanted robes, just so that Miko didn't notice the murderous intent of the man opposite.
When the two men walked into the rain with their shoes and umbrellas, the young man rushed forward and whispered a few words in the ear of the older man. Then, the older man looked back at the back of Nakamiko who had not closed the door.
"You can't read it wrong?"
"It's not wrong, it's her! Does this mobile phone quick read know you?" the older man asked.
"I don't know, the day the leader was assassinated was a rally, and everyone was wearing a hood.
The older man laughed twice, "Unexpectedly, my father's death would bring me good luck. I actually met this female assassin here. I heard that whoever can avenge the leader is the new leader."
The young man nodded and said, "President, what you said is correct, so this year, there have been hills in the mountains and the dragons have no leader. Now it is time for someone to change this situation."
"Haha, okay, well done, so you can confirm it first, and then we..."
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In the nunnery, Meizi was sitting on her knees in front of Master Ruojing with her hands folded, and said sincerely: "Master, I told you last time that I want to convert to Buddhism. Now I have arranged mundane troubles and want to concentrate on my practice. To save the dead and pray for the living."
If Master Jing opened his eyes, Miko's good figure said: "I think you are not in the dust, can you really think about it? You can choose to get used to practice with hair first."
"No, I'll think about it." Miko replied.
Master Ruojing took a cup of tea and handed it to Meizi, and then persuaded: "Sanxiao An is located inside the Tang Zhaoti Temple, so we are also practicing Luzong. Our Luzong originated from the Jianzheng Master, Luzong who came to the west during the Tang Dynasty. Unlike most temples in Japan, we are not allowed to drink alcohol, eat meat, marry and have children, regardless of male and female monks, and abstain from greed, hatred, and..."
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The Shinkansen from Tokyo to Nara.
"What? Can Japanese monks still get married?" Zhang Yuan looked at Yumiko who was sitting across from him with some surprise. It was not Zhang Yuan who made a fuss, but the Japanese monks were too strange.
"Yeah, can't you Chinese monks eat meat, drink, get married and have children?" Yumiko looked more surprised than him, and then said, "You know the famous master Yixiu, he has more than 100 girlfriends. ."
Zhang Yuan sweated a lot. Who said that I have more girlfriends? We are a famous peach-blossom master, not as good as a Japanese monk.
"In the recent economic crisis, many Japanese white-collar girls will go to temples and chat with those young monks. When they have some feelings, they will choose to marry a monk. Those monks in Tokyo have very good incomes. After they get married, they buy houses near the temple. They are easy to commute, and some monks are all-rounders. Usually they wear robes to pray to God and worship Buddha, but they are engineers, lawyers, doctors, and bosses when they take off their robes."
Zhang Yuan sweats again, dare to have such a monk, part-timer, and also hold a few jobs, my mother will have nowhere to go, so I should come to Japan as a monk.
"What about the nun?" Zhang Yuan asked again.
"Nuns are fine too. Once there was a nun who published a book about her feelings. Oh, and another nun was the host of sensitive topics on the TV station."
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "So all of you in Japan are flower nuns. No wonder that when you went to Sensoji Temple that day, there were so many women coming in and out at the door. Do you think those would do that in front of the Buddha?"
Yumiko threw a ginkgo eye angrily, "Speaking of these, it's exciting, but the Tangzhaoti Temple my sister went to is different. The monks there are suffering. No such thing is allowed. New beginners have to support it every day. After three years, I will be able to have a dharma title. If my sister insists on going there to endure hardship, I won’t tell you where she is going.”
After Yumiko finished speaking, she stood up and said, "I'll go to the toilet."
Yuan nodded, but found that Yumiko had walked a few steps and then walked back, her face was flushed, and she coughed, "You go with me."