Beginning and ignorance

Ascending to the top of the peak, there was a sudden drizzle in the sky, and the cold air on the mountain was extremely refreshing.Jiang Hanxun's body was very sensitive to this. He stared at the ancient temple in front of him, feeling a little bad foreboding. Subconsciously, his right hand pressed down on his left heart, and he took a while to relax.

Noticing his actions, Tour Guide An asked worriedly, "Mr. Jiang, are you feeling well?"

"It's okay." Jiang Hanxun waved his hand, opened his mouth, and replied lightly, "I'm not used to the environment on the mountain, it's too cold, it should be fine after a while."

After hearing this, Tour Guide An felt a little relieved.Seeing that he is about 1.8 meters tall and his body looks very strong, he didn't think about it any more, and led him to the nearest temple.

Tiantai Peak goes to Tiantai Temple, the incense is strong, the air is hazy, and it is hard to tell whether it is the smoke of the incense or the mist of the mountains.People hold a handful of incense in their hands, and walk side by side in crowded places, but their words are very soft.

Tour guide An went to fetch two brand new sticks of incense, handed one to Jiang Hanxun, told him how to use it, and pointed to the main hall of the temple: "You can start here and tell the Buddha what you want to say."

Growing up in the West, he never missed Christmas and went to church. When he was young and depressed, he even told the priest about his "sin" in his heart...but it was the first time he prayed before the Buddha.He was still hesitating, but the incense had already been stuffed into his hand.

Guide An said: "After worshiping the main hall, you can go to the back to have a look. There are fewer people in the back, and you may like it. Later, we will gather there." Then, he pointed to a piece of land not far from the temple. In the open space, he showed a kind and soft smile to Jiang Hanxun, "Go, wait for you to come out."

This little tour guide looked weak and handsome, and if he was not careful, he would be tricked by the tourists in his hands. He was supposed to be a master who needed protection.However, his smile at this moment has an indescribable persuasive power, as if it can soothe people's hearts and make people feel at ease.

Jiang Hanxun took the incense stick and walked towards the main hall alone.

In front of the Buddha in the hall, there is already a row of people kneeling to ask the Buddha.Jiang Hanxun stood by and waited for a while, and when there were two vacant seats, he knelt down like others.There was a huge Buddha statue in front of him, and he didn't know who it was. He put his hands together and looked up, but saw the Buddha statue was solemn and kind, with lowered eyes, full of pity for the world.

Jiang Hanxun couldn't make a wish, and for a moment, he had to bow his head, with an empty mind and no desire in his heart, and silently kowtowed three times to the big Buddha.Then get up and walk around the big Buddha statue to find the door that leads to the back.

As Tour Guide Ann said, the back is much quieter.There is the same big incense burner in the courtyard as outside the gate, but obviously there are not as many incense sticks in it as outside.It seems that people have worked hard to climb the Tiantai Peak, but they often don't even have the patience to finish visiting a temple.

He put the incense into the censer and lit it by the fire of other people's incense.At this time, he was much more familiar with it than before, and he divided the incense into several portions, just enough to cast all the incense burners in the atrium once.

In the drizzle, the incense is not extinguished, and their aroma is in the air. This is indeed a place for people to concentrate and think quietly.

After burning incense, he wandered around and wandered into a meditation room unconsciously.At first glance, it looked like a place that was rarely visited by people. He thought there should be a Buddha statue inside, but unexpectedly, there was no Buddha statue, but there was a living monk.

This is probably the private domain of the eminent monks in the temple, he hastily apologized and backed away.

"Almsgiver, wait." The "living Buddha" inside opened his eyes, and the eyes he looked over were like those carved Buddha statues, gentle, kind, and kind, and somewhat saw through the indifference and tranquility of people and the world.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanxun had no choice but to pause, turned around, faced the monk in the meditation room, folded his hands and bowed.

"It's fate to meet each other. It seems that you have something on your mind. Why don't you come here to seek peace." Then, the monk didn't move his body, only his hands, and handed rice paper and brush to Jiang Hanxun, "Can you write with a brush? ?”

Calligraphy...Jiang Hanxun couldn't help feeling a little trembling when he heard these three words.

This belongs to the memory before the age of five. Learning to write calligraphy was when he hadn't added the surname "Jiang" before his name.At that time, his biological father was still alive, but because of his mother's early death, he had no one to take care of him, so he made an exception and followed his father's army around the country.Sometimes the army is far away from the city, and there is not even a school. Therefore, his enlightenment education is done by his father at will, using the same set of private schools that his father attended in his childhood, in which calligraphy is a compulsory course.

Later, his father was killed in action, and Jiang Qinmao took him into Jiang's family and began to receive Western education. Although he continued to learn Chinese outside of school, the increasingly outdated skill of calligraphy was gone.

After many years, he picked up the brush again, as if it had been a lifetime.The tip of the pen dipped in ink hangs on the paper, feeling quite uneasy.

"You don't need to show others what you write. Put it into the incense burner and go out through this door after writing, and you will be free." The monk said with a smile, his eyes were drawn into a line.

After speaking, he really stopped looking at Jiang Hanxun, and closed his eyes to recite sutras.

Jiang Hanxun paused for a long time before writing.After a while, he put down the pen, rolled up the paper before the handwriting dried up, listened to the monk, and threw it into the incense burner beside him.There was a spark of residual fragrance in the stove, and it licked the edge of the paper, and immediately entangled it and ignited the flames, rolling the whole paper into ashes.

Jiang Hanxun watched the paper completely melted into the ashes, then put his hands together again and bowed to the monk: "Thank you, Master."

The monk opened his eyes and said, "You're welcome, I just borrowed you a place here. When the time comes, wherever you are and whoever you meet, you will have to go through this... Now, are you calm?"

Jiang Hanxun raised the corners of his mouth, showing a very faint smile, and did not answer.

The monk didn't ask any further questions, and raised his fingers twisting the prayer beads, pointing to the door: "Go out when it's quiet, the scenery outside is beautiful."

Jiang Hanxun took two steps back facing the monk, then turned and went out.

There is obviously no heating equipment in the house, but after going out the door, after comparing the inside and outside, it is found that the house is extraordinarily warm, while the outside is the temperature of real winter, and the first time it is wrapped, it makes people shiver with cold.

He went directly to the assembly point that Tour Guide An had mentioned.

Apart from Tour Guide An himself, there were already three or four people there, including a tourist surnamed Li who had previously harbored ill intentions towards Tour Guide An.Today he is honest, although he still pesters Tour Guide An, but his distance and attitude are much more respectful.Seeing Jiang Hanxun approaching, he even raised his hand to say hello, without embarrassment.

A few people chatted and waited for other members of the group. The crowd gradually gathered, and the rain that was flying in the sky stopped at this time. The sky was much brighter, which was just good for taking pictures.Tour guide An first took a picture of all the group members, and then at the request of the group members, he gave the camera to a passerby and stood among the group members to take a group photo.

"You and A Xu are right, the giant Buddha here is really spiritual." Jiang Hanxun leaned slightly, and whispered to Tour Guide An who was standing next to him.

After hearing this, Tour Guide An showed joy, turned his head and smiled at Jiang Hanxun and asked, "Really?"

"Of course." Jiang Hanxun smiled back at him. The camera automatically turned on the flash when the environment was not bright enough, and it seemed to flash right on his face, making the smile extraordinarily bright.

We took several group photos for selection, and after we played around for a while, Tour Guide Ann waved a flag to greet everyone to go down the mountain together.When everyone gathered together, he read the names with the list in his hand as usual, and the crowd responded with "to" one after another.The last thing he said was "Jiang Hanxun". After waiting for two seconds, he raised his head when he didn't hear a response.

"Where's Mr. Jiang?"

After everyone heard this, they realized that they all looked around, and there was no Jiang Hanxun.

"There! You haven't come here yet!" A group member with sharp eyes saw Jiang Hanxun who was still sitting at the place where the photo was taken just now.

Tour guide An signaled everyone to wait, and ran to Jiang Hanxun: "Mr. Jiang, we are going down the mountain, you..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Jiang Hanxun's face was horribly pale, and there was still bean-sized cold sweat oozing from his forehead. "What's wrong with you? Does it matter?"

Jiang Hanxun breathed a sigh of relief, gave him a comforting look, and asked softly: "Can you find me a cable car to go down the mountain, I may not be well."

"Xun!"

Jiang Dongwei trembled in the dream, opened his eyes suddenly, and then trembled outside the dream.He stared at the window of the room, and there was light coming in from outside, as if it shone into his head, quickly clearing away the remaining dream images inside.The incomparably clear picture at the moment of opening his eyes quickly dissipated like smoke.

When the dream image disappeared, he seemed to be watching Jiang Hanxun fall from a very high cliff again.It was a ridiculous scene. Jiang Hanxun fell off the cliff, and the distance between him was getting farther and farther away, but his face was still so clear, and the mouth shapes could be clearly seen.

"Goodbye."

Bye bye.

Jiang Dongwei took a deep breath, his heart was pounding, his temples were also throbbing, and his whole body was more irritable and anxious than ever before at the physical level.The clock in the room was not affected by the owner, and it was still ticking at a constant speed, which reminded him to check the time: four o'clock in the morning.

Four o'clock in the morning in winter, the sky is still as black as splashing ink, it is not the time to get up early.

He rolled over, trying to calm himself down.However, after a few minutes, the nightmare just now had dissipated, but the irritability was still endless, which disturbed him so much that he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he just got up and lit a cigarette.

The mobile phone on the table has information software in the background, and even in the early hours of the morning, it is dedicated to pushing the latest and urgent news to people at any time, and the screen lights up.He glanced at it, took it over for a rough look, and then ran to look at the dialog with Jiang Hanxun... still no reply.

A few days?Four days or five days?No, it's the sixth day.

Where can people go without a signal for six days?At first, facing the information that came to nothing, he did use this reason to convince himself, but now it was the sixth day, no matter how much he deceived himself, he couldn't get away with this reason.

Jiang Hanxun just ignored him on purpose.

Thinking of this, he became even more irritable, felt his heart beating violently, and even panicked for no reason, even his hands and feet were a little cold.He stared blankly at the night, his thoughts drifting out in a mess.After a long time, he called Jiang Xichen.

"Hey, brother, why are you calling me at this hour, are you not sleeping?"

Jiang Dongwei rubbed his temples, and said solemnly: "I don't listen to your brat, if you can't tell me where Xun is when I arrive in Beijing, you will cry."

Jiang Xichen was startled: "Brother... are you coming back? For Brother Xun?"

Jiang Dongwei: "Is there a problem?"

"No, no, I just think it's a bit exaggerated, unlike you." Jiang Xichen denied.

Jiang Dongwei repeated solemnly: "We must find him. Don't forget that it is November, when his body is most sensitive."

Hearing this, Jiang Xichen also became nervous immediately, and hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay, I understand, I will definitely find him, and I promise not to let him wander outside alone. Then... big brother, when will you arrive?"

"Check the nearest flight to Beijing by yourself." Jiang Dongwei said angrily, hung up the phone directly, sat by the bed, and rarely checked the flight by himself.