The next day, Fu Jingtao and Gu Tianqiong left Luoying Town and went to the valley where the young men had camped in the past. They burned incense and paper to pay homage to Cheng Tong's spirit in heaven.

The fireworks are misty and the mountain wind whines.

Gu Tianqiong stared at the empty and desolate mountain forest, thinking about Cheng Tong's voice and appearance, and sighed: "Senior brother Cheng is three years older than me. He is like a brother and a friend. He has taken care of me a lot. Who knew that something unexpected would happen to me at the doorstep?

He was the pillar of the Cheng family, but he suddenly passed away, leaving the Cheng family in dire straits and having a difficult time in the future."

Fu Jingtao knew that Cheng Tong's death was closely related to Zhao Guangyi, but how could he tell Gu Tianqiong clearly? He also sighed: "Who has never died since ancient times? The cycle of life and death, Master Cheng just took one step too early."

If you look down on life and death and let go of the past, your state of mind will be complete and clear.

Gu Tianqiong looked up to the sky and exhaled a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "That's right! We are born between heaven and earth, and have experienced joys and sorrows, ups and downs, successes and failures, and will eventually be blown away by rain and wind after a few decades. Even Emperor Qin and Han Wugui are no exception!"

Perhaps my senior brother has reincarnated and regained a new life, so why should I feel sad? I remember there is a Reincarnation Temple on nearby Foyin Mountain. Please accompany me to burn a stick of incense and settle this matter!"

Fu Jingtao said: "But it depends on my uncle's instructions."

The two of them ran to the southeast for more than thirty miles and arrived at Foyin Mountain after noon. The mountain is undulating and looks like a huge reclining Buddha from a distance. The trees on the mountain are lush, and a grand building complex can be vaguely seen on the top of the mountain. However, the road is too long.

As we walked, we felt more and more deserted, with not a single believer coming and going. The climbing path was almost completely covered by weeds, with many scattered debris discarded in the grass.

Fu Jingtao blurted out: "In the past, when Emperor Zhou destroyed Buddhism, Samsara Temple must have suffered!"

In order to supplement the national strength and strengthen the army, Zhou Emperor Chai Rong brazenly attacked Buddhism in the Central Plains, ordered tens of thousands of monks and nuns to return to secular life, and destroyed more than 30,000 Buddhist temples. This Samsara Temple must have been destroyed during the movement to exterminate Buddhism.

Gu Tianqiong said disappointedly: "The great Buddha can't even protect the place where Buddhism is promoted, and he can't even protect Buddhist disciples. How can he have the supreme power to influence reincarnation and save all living beings? Come on, the name of the Reincarnation Temple is not worthy of its reality. This incense stick

It doesn’t matter if you don’t burn it!”

"Eh!" Fu Jingtao glanced at the ground with lowered eyes and frowned: "Uncle, please take a look. There are fresh footprints on the stone steps and broken grass stems, indicating that someone has recently climbed the mountain. Since the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain was destroyed, he went up the mountain.

What have you done? Could it be that there is some secret hidden in the Reincarnation Temple? Anyway, when we reach the foot of the mountain, do we want to go find out?"

Gu Tianqiong, an expert in art, was bold and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt to take a look! Foyin Mountain has beautiful scenery. It was once a famous scenic spot and it is worth a visit."

The two of them climbed the stairs and pointed out the scenery along the way. The cool mountain breeze blew in, making people feel at ease. The mountain road was winding, the scenery was beautiful, wild flowers were blooming, and streams were gurgling. There was no sound of people in the empty mountain forest, only chirping.

The sound of birdsong is endless.

When we reached the top of the mountain, our eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw a magnificent temple rising from the ground, occupying most of the top of the mountain, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. It has palaces, monks' houses, pagodas, sutra halls, dining halls, etc., with blue bricks, green tiles, and ancient trees.

It's so exciting. It's a pity that there is no human activity in the huge building complex, and it is filled with an aura of desolation and death, like a huge tomb.

The gate of the temple has long since collapsed. There are rubbles and tiles everywhere, and countless clay Buddha heads are scattered. Most of the buildings have traces of the raging fire. The blackened stone pillars point toward the sky, and the walls and roofs are covered with weeds and vines.

It has become a paradise for apes to play and birds to build nests.
Chapter completed!