The Golden Hairpin

Datang, Chang'an.

The most prosperous city in the world today. The strictness of Zhenguan and the prosperity of Kaiyuan had developed into exquisite luxury during the Xiantong period.

And in the center of this extravagance, it is the Jianfu Temple south of Kaihuafang in the middle of the city of Datang Chang'an.

Jianfu Temple was once the Qianlong old residence of Emperor Yang of Sui and Zhongzong of Tang Dynasty. Emperor Zetian dedicated it as a Buddhist temple to pray for the emperor Gaozong. The famous flowers and ancient trees in the temple, pavilions and theaters still remain as they did in the past.

It is June 19th, the day of Guanshiyin's Dao. There are a lot of people in Jianfu Temple, shoulders and heels. In the temple, which is famous for its water features, even though there are two hundred steps around the release pool, it can't hold back the good men and women who bought all kinds of small fish to release them. This made the release pool crowded, and the temple and the pool were generally crowded with water.

The weather is sultry and it hasn't rained for a long time, and the whole Chang'an is sultry. The sweaty people couldn't overcome their hardship, but they kept squeezing forward and put the fish in their hands into the pond.

Amidst the turbulent crowds, only at the corner outside the corridor, a burl tree scorched brightly. Under the tree, a young man in Tianshui Biluo clothing was long and jade. He looked at the crowd in front of him with his hands held down. He had a refined and elegant temperament without saying a word, which made the weather seem a little colder.

He looked over the noisy people in front of him, and looked at the crowd who were trying to squeeze into the release pond. Among the crowded people, there is a person who stands out. It wasn't that he looked good and handsome, but because he wore a bright apricot yellow robe, the gorgeous yellow almost dazzling in the crowd.

The man squeezed forward hard, and turned his head to greet: "Chonggu, keep up, don’t squeeze!"

Behind him was a small **** in a crimson single shirt, with extremely clear features and a slender figure. He didn't wear a crown, his hair was rolled into a bun, and a silver hairpin was inserted on it. The hairpin was jade carved into a curly grass pattern.

These two people, of course, are Zhou Ziqin and Huang Zixia.

At this moment, both of them have the same hands as the others, holding a large lotus leaf with a fish in the lotus leaf, ready to release. But such a crowded crowd made it difficult for Huang Zixian to even stabilize her body. She wrinkled a small face with a pointed chin like a lotus calyx, trying to protect the lotus leaf in her hand to prevent all the water from running off.

Li Shubai under the pomegranate tree looked at their embarrassment and turned his gaze to the sky above his head speechlessly.

The gloomy sky, the extremely suppressed breath, and the rain that just couldn't come down as soon as it was about to fall, enveloped the capital in a dull atmosphere.

Here Zhou Ziqin and Huang Zixia finally gave up, and came back dingyly holding the fish in the lotus leaf.

"It's terrible! The surface of the water was crowded with fish, and it looked red. It's hard to even insert a needle, let alone let it go!"

Listening to Zhou Ziqin's sigh, Li Shubai glanced at Huang Zixia coldly: "I said don't come to join in the fun."

Huang Zixian looked at Zhou Ziqin gloomily: "Isn't it because someone just forced me to buy fish."

"Also... isn't it because this is a rare Dafa meeting in ten years? Everyone said it was a great merit." Zhou Ziqin looked down at the fish in the lotus leaf that was about to be released, and sighed helplessly: "I'll take it home and steam it. Eat it now."

"Well, fortunately I bought a big one." Huang Zixian agreed, and poured the fish from the lotus leaf in his hand into Zhou Ziqin's lotus leaf, and said, "Give it to you."

In the crowded lotus leaves, two fishes came together and splashed the water on Zhou Ziqin's face alive and well.

Zhou Ziqin asked with a bitter face, "Why?"

"Hands are sore," she said, turning around and following Li Shubai to the front of the Buddhist temple.

"Chonggu, you can't be like this..." Zhou Ziqin burst into tears, but he was reluctant to let go of these two fat fishes, so he had to trot with them, holding lotus leaves.

In front is the main hall for the Buddha, and the pilgrims in front of the main hall are crowded with tourists. The huge incense burner burned with the fragrant cakes and incense cubes thrown by the pilgrims, and the green smoke curled up and gathered in the air into illusory clouds, making the entire hall look distorted. On the left and right of the incense burner, two incense candles with a height of one foot are burning, which is staggering.

The giant candle was mixed with various colors. Originally, only the yellow and white wax became colorful, and this color also fits the flying dragon and flying phoenix drawn outside. The golden dragon and the red phoenix walked through the purple clouds and were carved by hand. It is embossed and three-dimensional, lifelike. Above the candle is the smallpox scattered by the auspicious goddess, and below the candle are the grass flowers and the baoxiang lotus. The colorful flowers are surrounded by auspicious clouds in five colors.

"This pair of candles came from Lu Zhiyuan, the head of the Lujia Candle Shop. It is said that in order to show his sincerity, he kept making the candles for seven days and seven nights alone after bathing and burning incense. It is really extraordinary!"

"I also heard that after he personally delivered the pair of candles this morning, he fainted and was carried home because of exhaustion. Before his daughter wanted to bring candles with him, he was scolded. Suspecting women's filthyness--you know this old uncle Lu, who is famous for ruining his daughter in Beijing, only says that his daughter loses money every day. If this is not the case...hehe."

"Don't tell me, that little lady looks pretty, hahaha..."

For fear of damage to the giant candle, a red string was pulled around the candle and no one was allowed to touch it. So everyone just gathered around the candles, pulling the origin of the pair of candles.

"Jianfu Temple is really rich, so I can use such a big joss stick." Zhou Ziqin exclaimed, looking at the colorful paintings outside the scented candles, "I use oil lamps every day in my house. So much wax just lit up in the middle of the day. ?"

Huang Zixian said, "Of course there is money in Buddhism. I heard that this time when Guanyin Bodhisattva gained the Dao, the money in the light palace will be a million. How much wax do you think this pair of large candles need to use? Since last year, it has been all over the country. Collected beeswax to cast candles, just to enshrine in front of the Buddha today."

There are more and more people, and the abbot of Jianfu Temple has the real mage mounted on the newly built altar, ready to start to teach the "Magic Dharma and Real Answers".

In midsummer, the weather is sultry. The dark clouds above Jianfu Temple were looming, and there were vague lightning and thunder on the head. Seeing the torrential rain was approaching, the people in the temple refused to retreat and only stood and listened to the teachings of the true master.

The lectern stands at the entrance of the main hall, and the incense burner and giant candle are five steps away from the platform. Standing behind the incense burner, Huang Zixian and Li Shubai and Zhou Ziqin looked at the true mage through the smoke. In his fifties, he was very energetic, with red cheeks, a full smile, and a lotus tongue, just like a generation of monks.

His voice was loud and loud, and the Fa Yin was widely recommended inside and outside the Fu Temple. Everyone could hear clearly——

"The evil spirits are rampant, and the Tathagata uses the supreme magical power to suppress them. The thunderbolts make a sudden change in the body, which is for retribution. The body is stinking and the body is in response. There are many kinds of retribution in the world, and the heaven and the earth are alive..."

Before his words fell, the sky was originally faintly muffled by thunder, suddenly burst into a sudden explosion, amidst the thunder and lightning, suddenly a huge light burst, it turned out that the giant candle on the left was struck by thunder and the whole exploded and burned. The people around were hit by the burning wax block, and the scene was suddenly chaotic, and they all slumped over their heads and faces.

People who are closer to the candle are the worst. Many people are burned and can only slap them desperately to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Among the group of people affected, one wailed in pain, jumped up and screamed and grabbed his hair. Everyone around saw his hair burning up in an instant, and then all the clothes all over his body burned up in an instant.

The people next to him saw this person igniting a raging fire, and they were so scared that they crawled around, and they all squeezed out desperately to prevent the flame from escaping to themselves.

The Jianfu Temple was already crowded. At this time, I heard ghosts crying and howling wolves. The surrounding was full of panicked and rolling people. The crowd stepped on each other, crowded and shoved, and a circle with a radius of a radius of a radius appeared. In the circle, it was the one on the ground. The wailing and rolling fire man.

Beside him, there are countless pieces of wax that are burning after the explosion, so that it looks like he is in a **** burned by flames, no matter how hard he struggles and rolls, he can't escape the scorching fire to swallow him.

The people on the periphery had to squeeze out like the pot was fried, Huang Zixia was pushed out by the boiling crowd, and couldn't stop her footsteps. In the escape and retreat, the crowd began to trample on each other, and the scene was seriously out of control. Even the government officials who came to maintain order at the yamen were pushed to the ground and trampled on.

Zhou Ziqin was rushed to the ground by the crowd. The lotus leaf dumped in his hands. The two dying fish in it all fell to the ground, and the crowd suddenly became muddy. The golden purse, purple flint bag, cyan abacus bag, silver scabbard sabre hanging on the waist belt...all the colorful ones disappeared in the crowd.

"No...no! We are here to release our lives! Now it's a crime, a sin, a sin!" Zhou Ziqin jumped anxiously and wanted to squat down to rescue him. Who knew that he was crowded by the crowd and couldn't help himself. As he squeezed farther and farther, he stretched out his hands and waved in the crowd: "Revere the ancients, reverence the ancients~"

Huang Zixia is also unable to protect herself now, she stepped back in the frantic crowd, unable to stabilize her body at all. Seeing her feet slipped and lost her balance and was about to be tripped and stepped on, one of her hands gripped her arm tightly and pulled her over.

She raised her head to see Li Shubai's face, he was calm and calm, wrapped her shoulder with one hand, and put it in his arms.

In such a noisy and chaotic crowd, Huang Zixian stayed in his arms, but felt as if he was relying on a boat in a calm harbor. The cluttered people around slowly moved away and faded into an illusory flowing background.

Huang Zixia felt that something warm in her heart slowly dissipated, causing her muscles to become stiff, and her breathing became quicker.

This feeling is really annoying. It seems to make people no longer able to look at this world clearly and calmly.

It's like being held in the arms of that person at the beginning.

She involuntarily raised her hand, pushed Li Shubai away, and broke free of his arms.