The story of Jinzhu Temple takes place in the ancient mountain city of Chongqing. However, this "dragon gate array" still has to be put up from Chengdu. Sichuan has a complex geography, with the Three Gorges Natural Danger in the front and the Qinling Mountains in the back; On the left there is the Daba Mountain barrier, and on the right there is the steep Loushan Pass; The rivers in Kawauchi are overflowing, the mountains overlap, the ancient trees are towering, the roads are rough, and the traffic is very inconvenient. The poet Li Bai said, "Shu Dao is difficult, it is difficult to go to the qingtian", which is really not an exaggeration at all. At that time, the exchange of local materials and the operation of trade and trade were all transported by Lifu who specially picked and carried people; The stacks in various places have also become the lodging places for poor coolies.
Chengdu western suburbs of the house, located in the traffic artery, the boss treats people and is angry, and often helps the lifu to find business, so the lifu also likes to come to this small inn to stay. One of the lifu was Liu Cheng, a native of Chongqing, Sichuan, whose parents died and who had been provoking and carrying forces in Chongqing since he was sixteen years old. The day before yesterday, he lifted a sliding pole from Chongqing to Chengdu, and is now living in a stack house waiting for business to come back.
On this day, the sky had just darkened, and Liu Cheng was about to wash his feet with water when he heard Master Yi shouting, "Liu Cheng from Chongqing, someone is looking for him." Liu Cheng listened, busily put the foot wash basin down, and responded continuously: "Come, come!" He stepped out of the door and saw the master busy asking, "Which one is looking for me?"
Master Mi pointed out, "Oh, it's him." Liu Cheng looked at the gesture of master Yi, and not far away stood an old monk, dressed in a blue robe, with a flat chest in his left hand and silver whiskers fluttering on his chin. Liu Cheng hurried forward to give a salute: "Master, Liu Cheng is polite." "Amitabha. Lord Liu Shi, the monk has taken the lead!"" Master, are you looking for me?" Lord Liu Shi, the monk wants to find you a good relationship. Liu Cheng thought that the old monk had come to make a fortune, and he hurriedly reached into his arms to touch the money. The old monk waved his hand, "Instead of collecting money from the benefactor, the monk asked you and the poor monk to bring a letter to Chongqing." "Ah, the master asked me to bring a letter.
As long as I find the return burden, I will send it to the master in Chongqing. "Hey, Lord Liu Shi, the monk's letter is one hundred thousand urgent!" If it can't be delivered within half a month, the two sides of the Dujiang River will suffer a catastrophe!" Liu Cheng listened and asked incomprehensibly, "Why are you in such a hurry?" Lord Liu Shi did not know that the old monk was the incense of the ancestral temple of Dujiangchuan, and during the synodic period this month, the dujiang river toured the dragon and returned to the sea, and the reverse water would rise steeply, the water was fierce and abnormal, and the people along the coast would definitely suffer from floods.
I originally wanted to go to Chongqing Jinzhu Temple to ask for the treasure of the berm, but because of my old age and difficult steps, I asked the benefactor to make a good relationship. Liu Cheng understood that this letter was related to the lives of thousands of families, so he quickly agreed: "Please ask Shi Chuan to hand it over to me quickly." Early tomorrow morning, I will leave to deliver the letter back to Chongqing. Old, when the monk saw that Liu Cheng readily agreed, he immediately took out the letter from his arms and said, "Lord Liu Shi, the monk is the incense of the Cold Temple, and he lives by the fate of the people, and there is no silver or two rewards, are you willing to bring it?" When Liu Cheng heard this, he waved his hand one after another: "Master, where have you gone?" You wrote a letter to save the people from the berm and begged for help, and I Liu Cheng ran a road, and I got something!" Only then did the old monk hand over the letter to Liu Cheng, and he gave him thousands of instructions, and he was sure that Liu Cheng would deliver it as soon as possible, and then he resigned and left.
Liu Cheng sent the old monk away, took a closer look around the room, and saw that the envelope read: Yuzhou, Chaotianmen under the Golden Bamboo Temple, Crystal Elder personally received. Liu Cheng put the letter away and went to sleep early. Early the next morning, the Golden Rooster announced. Liu Cheng hurriedly got up, counted the money for the room, left the stack, threw off his footsteps, and went on the road. It is: entrusted by others, loyal to others, in a hurry, and hated not to be able to insert wings.
By noon, Liu Cheng had crossed the Longquan Yishan Mountain. I just came to the tea shop, only to see a circle of people around the roadside. In the circle sat a middle-aged man with yellow muscles, and next to him was a bamboo basket and a yellow mulberry nan bamboo flat burden. The middle-aged man groaned incessantly.
Liu Cheng couldn't help but come forward and inquire. It turned out that this man's surname was Zhang, and he was Lifu from Chengdu, and people called him Zhang Lifu. Last night, an old monk handed him a pair of incense candles and asked him to pick it up at the Stone Bridge Shop in Chongqing, promising to give him two or two pieces of silver as money. The old monk had already gone to the stone bridge shop to wait for him. Who knew that Zhang Lixia was careless when he went downhill just now, turned his left foot, and was in pain, not to mention the burden, even the road was very difficult. The people next to him saw Zhang Lifu like this, and they were willing to help him pick a ride. However, Wang Dahan hummed roughly and could not move; Li Mangzi shrugged his shoulders and couldn't afford it; Zhang Yaniu took up, but he couldn't take a step.
Liu Cheng saw this scene, frowned, silently, walked to the incense candle bearer, used his hands to the flat burden, squatted down, put the flat burden on his shoulders, the waist pole has been, the foot force, Hey a sound, actually picked up this shoulder. Liu Cheng tried to test the burden, and indeed had weight, and he barely could do it. Liu Cheng turned around and said to Zhang Lixia, "Brother Zhang, I am returning to Chongqing. This time, in order to deliver a letter, I hit it empty-handed.
If you promise me one thing, I'll pick this burden with you!" Zhang Liyi replied, "This eldest brother has a big name?" What do you want me to say yes?" My name is Liu Cheng, I am a Lifu from Chongqing, carrying a sliding pole to Chengdu. Last night, an old monk asked me to send an urgent letter to Chongqing. In order not to miss the distance, I have to get up early and stay late, and I don't stop until the station.
Can you do it?" Hard to help you! Mo said that getting up early and staying late, that is, even rushing to the road all night, I agreed. It's just you! As soon as Zhang Lifu's voice fell, Liu Cheng tied his clothes, picked up his burden, and greeted him: "Brother Zhang; Let's go, let's go. It is strange to say that when Liu Cheng tried to pick this burden as a child, it was very heavy, and now it is on his shoulders, but it is very light, like wings on his shoulders, so he is not happy.
The two of them stayed overnight for twelve days, traveling 1,000 and 45 miles, walking through the Hongmen Shop, the Damian Shop, the Stone Pan Shop, the Lotus Pond Shop, the Fenggao Shop, and the Post Pavilion Shop; Pass through the trade house field, Hexing field ball creek field, high-rise field, Da'an field, lion field, Yongxing field, valley field; Over LongquanYi, Shuangfengyi. Bai Shiyi approached Chongqing Shiqiaopu.
Liu Cheng walked in front with a burden, and Zhang Lixia followed behind. Just as he was about to go uphill, Zhang Lixia shouted, "Big brother, let me pick a shoulder." Liu Cheng said, "I can move!" As he spoke, he changed the burden from his right shoulder to his left shoulder. Unexpectedly, Liu Cheng shrugged his right shoulder and the left shoulder side, only listening to the "click", and the Nanzhu flat on the burden was broken. Zhang Liyi cried bitterly, and Liu Cheng was also in a hurry. The flat burden was broken, and the burden could not be picked, so he had to find an inn to rest.
Zhang Lixia went into the stack to find a house, and Liu Cheng went to the grocery store to buy flat burdens. He walked from the upper street to the lower street, to the east of the field to the west of the field, and he did not even have a flat burden. Liu Cheng quickly returned to the stack and spoke to Zhang Lixia. Zhang Liyan said, "Along the way, your eldest brother has shouldered the burden for me, so how can I ask you to compensate?" Liu Cheng said: Elder Brother Zhang, the flat burden is the food, clothing, and rice bowl of you and the people I worked, and I have broken it, so I should make compensation. I just couldn't buy it for a while, and my date was tight. Whether the eldest brother stays here for a while, I will first rush to Yuzhou to deliver the letter, and I will come to pick you up in three days. Zhang Lifu thanked him again and again.
Therefore, Liu Chengxing rushed to the road at night and entered the city of Chongqing at dawn. Liu Cheng passed by the door of his home, did not go home to eat, and hurried towards the Heavenly Gate. When I came to Chaotianmen Gate, I saw a slope of stone ladders stretching straight out of the heart of the river; The river is clear and transparent, rolling east; The north shore is steaming with fog, and the south shore is full of smoke clouds. Liu Cheng looked all over the Heavenly Gate, and there was no shadow of the temple at all! Liu Cheng thought to himself: Could it be that the old monk in Chengdu made a mistake?
I thought I couldn't, so I looked for it nearby. Good Liu Cheng, not afraid of hard work, regardless of hunger and rivets, from morning to night, looking for nine doors and eight piers, nine palaces and eighteen temples which has a shadow of the Golden Bamboo Temple? A day passed. The next day, Liu Cheng climbed up the bumpy Huangjue Pass, walked all over the Tushan Yanyu Road, visited the Zhenwu Temple, and inquired about the Juelin Temple, and the monks did not know where the Jinzhu Temple was located. The next day passed again. There is only one last day left. Liu Cheng's heart was as anxious as fire, and he crossed the north of the river early in the morning, left the Rentou Mountain, visited the red land, and did not even have the work to drink a sip of water, but he had not yet found a clue to the Golden Bamboo Temple.
When playing the second change, Liu Cheng dragged his tired steps and returned to Chaotianmen with an uneasy mood. He couldn't help but anxiously say to himself, "Jinzhu Temple, Jinzhu Temple, where are you?" If you are no longer found today, the people on both sides of the Dujiang River will suffer. Liu Cheng's voice just fell, overheard the hurried footsteps coming from behind, Liu Cheng looked back, and two flames flashed on the high stone ladder, slowly coming towards the river; Looking closely, the two flames turned into two lanterns, and the lanterns were held by two young monks. The lantern swayed in the night wind towel, and the bright light shone the three characters of "Golden Bamboo Temple" on the lantern with golden light.
When Liu Cheng saw it, he was ecstatic: "Golden Bamboo Temple, it turns out that you are here!" He hurriedly stepped forward to salute the two young monks, "Little Master, are you from the Golden Bamboo Temple?" I'm sending you a letter. He said, taking out the letter and handing it to the little monk. The little monk took a look at the letter and said, "Lord, this is written to our master to receive it personally, and the donor will take a few more steps and go to the Han Temple to hand over to the master." The two young monks led Liu Cheng and walked straight to the Tianmen River.
Liu Cheng's ears listened to the sound of the rushing river water, but he did not see a drop of water. Follow the little monk, under the illumination of the light, step on the mossy stone ladder, walk down nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, to a golden and brilliant temple. I saw two boxes of jade towering, strange flowers on the side of the road, green bamboo, overlapping halls, and a horizontal plaque of "Golden Bamboo Temple" hanging on the tall mountain gate.
Liu Cheng did not have the heart to watch carefully, and hurriedly followed the little monk into the temple. Seeing the old monk, Liu Cheng handed over the letter with both hands. While reading the letter, the old monk called it "Zenya" (善哉).
The little monk brought tea, Liu Cheng took a sip, and suddenly felt the fragrance and hunger and thirst disappeared. At this time, the old monk read the letter; He said, "Lord Liu Shi, you have worked hard along the way. The old monk immediately ordered someone to send the treasure of the berm. The disciple came over, quickly went to get the silver ten and sent it to Lord Liu Shi as a road capital. When Liu Cheng heard that the old monk wanted to take the silver and send it to him, he hurriedly said: "Teacher, I am not sending the letter for money, but for the sake of saving the people by the berm."
I only hope that the master will send the treasure of the berm as soon as possible, and I will receive a heavy gift from the master. "Lord Liu Shi, you have traveled thousands of miles to pass on books and letters, and you have not been given any money, and the old monk really admires you." "Master, I definitely don't want the road capital, but there is another matter to ask the master for help." On the way back to Chongqing this time, I picked up incense candles for people and accidentally broke the flat burden.
When I entered the temple just now, I saw the forest of bamboo in front of the temple and behind the temple, and I wanted to ask the master for a bamboo to make a flat burden and pay it to others, I don't know if I should?" Good riddance! Good riddance! Come here, you take Lord Liu Shi to the forest to cut bamboo. Lord Liu Shi, the old monk will not be far away to send you. After saying this, the old monk folded his hands and drifted away.
Liu Cheng followed the little monk into the bamboo forest. Ah, what a good bamboo! The roots and branches are luxuriant, the size and thickness are uniform, the yellow is clear, the crystal is shining, and the brilliance is dazzling. The little monk took a sword in his hand, cut off a long piece of bamboo, and handed it to Liu Cheng. Liu Cheng measured the length with his hand and said, "Little Master, you can just make a flat shoulder."
The little monk cut off the bamboo and removed the branches, which Liu Cheng accepted. When the little monk saw that Liu Cheng was so simple, he threw a handful of bamboo leaves to him and said, "Lord Liu, bamboo leaves can purify the heart." You have a hard trip, bring a little bamboo leaves back, it is not a big deal. Liu Cheng saw that the little monk was so gracious, so he had to take the bamboo leaves and carry them into his arms. Only then did the little monk lead Liu Cheng out of the bamboo forest. Walking, walking, Liu Cheng thought to himself: Sm, the Golden Bamboo Temple is really difficult to find, wait for me to see the road clearly.
But when I look back, oops! What about one? What little monk, the Golden Bamboo Temple, are gone. Only to see the vast river rise, almost submerged to Liu Cheng's feet. Liu Cheng rubbed his eyes and touched his arms with his hand, but he felt a handful of golden bamboo leaves; Looking down, there was a golden bamboo at his feet. He remembered: This bamboo was asked from the old monk to return Zhang Lifu, and I was waiting to send it to him.
Back at Shiqiaopu, Liu Cheng told Zhang Lifu about his journey to the Golden Bamboo Temple and handed him the golden bamboo. Zhang Lixia took the golden bamboo, laughed in the sky, and transformed into an old monk who begged Liu Cheng to bring a letter in the stackhouse on the western outskirts of Chengdu. The old monk said loudly to Liu Cheng, "The treasure of the berm is there!" Suddenly there was no trace. Since then, not only the bamboo in Sichuan has been well-known at home and abroad, but also the legend of the "Golden Bamboo Temple" has also been known; Some people say that you can still hear the drums coming from the "Golden Bamboo Temple" under the Chaotian Gate. #Story##Headlines ##头条日签 #