In Zhongzhou, the white horse carries the scriptures. The White Horse Temple is the earliest temple in China, symbolizing the introduction of Buddhism into China. But to this day, even as a tourist attraction, it is far less popular than the Shaolin Temple in Luoyang.

But on this August, more than a dozen students came to White Horse Temple, adding some popularity to the empty temple.

These students were 19 or 20 years old, all sophomore students. They entered various halls to visit and took photos as souvenirs, each with smiles on their faces.

But one of these people seemed out of place. He didn't enter the hall, but just walked outside the hall, looking at various buildings alone, and didn't like taking photos like others, and he couldn't see any joy on his face.

At this time, a man tiptoed behind him, suddenly reached out to pat him, trying to scare him. But he seemed to have expected it, turned his head without changing his face, and said with a smile: "I have seen your shadow from the ground a long time ago."

Song Xiao said angrily: "You guy is too suspicious, it's really boring. Why are you alone outside and not going in to visit?"

Hu Qianqiu shrugged and said for granted: "My parents said that when I was a child, someone had calculated my fortune and asked me to go to the temple less. If it weren't for the sake of appearing more sociable, I wouldn't even come in this temple, let alone enter the temple."

"Tsk tsk tsk, our Mr. Hu still believes in this? Are you not sociable enough?"

Hu Qianqiu touched his forehead, "It's okay."

"It's a good thing! Have you never entered a temple since you were a child?"

"How is that possible? I just don't go to those big temples with heavy incense or origins. I have visited many small temples in our hometown."

Song Xiao wanted to say something else, but heard a girl shouting not far away: "Song Xiao, Hu Qianqiu, stop talking about love, come and take group photos."

"Here, come." Song Xiao responded quickly. "Goddess Yu asked us to take photos, why don't you leave quickly."

Although Hu Qianqiu doesn't like taking photos, in order to appear sociable, he can only go there with Song Xiao at this time.

A group of students stood at the entrance of the Main Hall, lined up in three rows, and asked a monk to help take photos.

Hu Qianqiu was 1.84 meters tall, and the top three in the class, so he naturally stood in the last row. He didn't want to be too prominent, so he stood in the next position.

"eggplant!"

The monk took more than a dozen photos in a row and returned the camera to the students, and immediately seven or eight people gathered together to look at the photos.

"Hey, these photos didn't show Hu Qianqiu."

"Who told him to stand outside so much, and no one forced him."

Two people talking

Their names are Yu Xuefei and Fu Yuan, and they are boyfriend and girlfriend.

The woman is the class beauty in the class, with many suitors, the man has power and power in the family, and he looks good. When they are together, they can be considered "wealthy and beautiful".

Yu Xuefei looked at Hu Qianqiu who looked indifferent and said, "Why don't we take another photo again."

Hu Qianqiu looked at the camera in Fu Yuan's hand, and smiled and said, "No need to be so troublesome. Look at that picture, don't I have half a face?"

Yu Xuefei thought for a while and said with a smile: "Then I will take a photo with you alone on my phone as a souvenir."

"This..." Hu Qianqiu looked at Fu Yuan, who looked at Hu Qianqiu with expressionless expression, without saying a word.

Song Xiao suddenly pushed Hu Qianqiu from behind and whispered: "Why are you still standing there? How many people can't ask for the opportunity to take photos with Goddess Yu?"

Hu Qianqiu smiled and looked at Yu Xuefei, "Okay, I'm disrespectful."

"You still like to chew words so much."

Yu Xuefei is very different from other girls. Although she is already in her sophomore year, she rarely wears makeup and wears very simple clothes. However, even if she is plain, she is better than most of her carefully dressed peers. Although Hu Qianqiu has been weak and sick since childhood, resulting in thinness, she looks pretty and has a sense of books and anger. The two of them appear in the photo at the same time, but they look like a couple.

Yu Xuefei had just sent the photo to Hu Qianqiu. Fu Yuan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Qianqiu, why did you come to Baima Temple but never go to the palace to see it? Is it because you don't have the money for incense?"

Fu Yuan is also a popular figure in the class. As soon as he finished speaking, many people laughed and echoed on the spot.

Yu Xuefei wrinkled her head, but didn't say much.

Song Xiao was about to explain to Hu Qianqiu, but Hu Qianqiu suddenly turned around and looked at the plaque with the words "Mahara Temple" written behind him, saying: "Who do you know why all temples have a Main Hall?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became silent. A group of students looked at me, and I looked at you, and no one knew the answer. Although they had been to many temples, most of them did not pay attention to this matter. Even if someone noticed it, they did not think about it carefully.

Hu Qianqiu explained: "There are many titles of Tathagata, and Nobita is one of them. The great one includes all things; the hero is to conquer the demons. The Great Hall, as the name suggests, is the main hall dedicated to Tathagata."

A group of students suddenly realized, but Fu Yuan still grabbed Hu Qianqiu and asked, "What does this have to do with not entering the temple?"

Hu Qianqiu was about to answer, but Yu Xuefei asked, "Do you still understand Buddhism?"

"I understand a little bit, I have a good idea of ​​Buddhism before.

I am very prejudiced and think that Buddhism is just fooling people and cheating people, so I have read some Buddhist scriptures specifically, but after rough research, I think many of the Buddhist ideas still have reason and meaning, but they are only used by people with ulterior motives."

Yu Xuefei nodded. She worshipped her people when they met the temple, but she didn't know what they were worshipping. However, Hu Qianqiu didn't enter the temple, but instead understood more than anyone else.

Hu Qianqiu looked at Fu Yuan and smiled and said, "According to the Diamond Sutra, all appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata. I can't break the appearance and hold on to it. Even if I go in and knock three times and nine times toward the Buddha statue, what's the use of?"

Fu Yuan didn't know what it means to break the stubbornness, so he was naturally speechless. Instead, Yu Xuefei nodded thoughtfully.

After Hu Qianqiu said this, he immediately became the focus of the group. Although Hu Qianqiu was afraid of trouble, he did not reject this feeling of attention, so he continued to speak patiently.

Although Hu Qianqiu had read several Buddhist scriptures, he always tried it briefly. It was naturally impossible for him to open an orifice to preach like a monk, but it was still more than enough to deal with these students.

Hu Qianqiu first talked about some Buddhist teachings, then talked about some Buddhist culture. Later, he couldn't help but lead everyone into the Main Hall and instructed the Buddha statues in the hall, saying: "The Main Hall worships the three-year-old Buddhas, and the middle is Shakyamuni, that is, the Tathagata Buddha, representing the central Saha world; the east is the Medicine Buddha, representing the east pure glaze world; the west is Amitabha Buddha, representing the Western Paradise..."

"ah……"

Yu Xuefei was about to remind Hu Qianqiu not to point at the Buddha statue, but Hu Qianqiu screamed. He felt a piercing pain in his chest, gritting his teeth and sweating coldly.

When the students saw Hu Qianqiu suddenly squatting down and showing an extremely painful expression, they hurriedly surrounded him to check. At this time, Hu Qianqiu had a ferocious face, like a wild beast that atees people.

Hu Qianqiu supported the ground with his right hand and his left hand held his chest tightly, hoping to resist some of the pain, even in vain, but Hu Qianqiu's left hand grabbed a hard object through his clothes...

Although Song Xiao was close to Hu Qianqiu, Hu Qianqiu was surrounded by a group of people at this time, and he couldn't squeeze in at all, so he could only work outside the crowd and was worried.

While everyone was looking at Hu Qianqiu squatting on the ground, Song Xiao turned to look at the Buddha statue behind him.

"I'll be good..."

Among the three Buddhas, the eyes of the statue of Sakyamuni were half closed, symbolizing compassion, representing reluctance to give up the six realms, and were compassion for sentient beings. However, at this time, the Buddha statue in the hall had eyes wide open and staring at the ground, as if he was glaring at Hu Qianqiu on the ground.
Chapter completed!