Vol 3 Chapter 126: Ananda

"Here, each step is a story, and the steps that circle up the mountain are one by one?" The old monk Huijing felt incredible. Although there are many Buddhist stories, I want to cover the entire mountain. That is still very difficult.
Only Si Fan smiled slightly, and the steps totaled 10,000 steps, connecting the whole place on the mountain. The most important step is the 5301 step. If you want to climb the mountain, you must climb the 5301 step. As you can imagine, it is very difficult to go up the mountain here.
As for why it is 5301 steps, this is actually some connotation of Buddhism. Buddhist steps are generally 53 steps, the number is odd, because of the yin and yang theory, the odd number is the positive number! If it is a negative step, does it not go to hell?
Looking at this step, the old monk Hui silently saluted to Si Fanxing: "Amitabha."
He didn't talk much, and then continued to look at the whole design. This step circled the mountain body, and finally connected to the temple gate on the mountain, but this temple is not the case. The end of this temple step is in front of a waterfall. There is a place where there is a small house that looks more like ancient architecture.
Huijing looked at the small house and asked skeptically, "What is this house doing?"
He pointed to the building, which looked rather strange, but asked about a building that had never been seen in Buddhist scriptures and systems.
Si Fan smiled awkwardly, pointing to this place and saying that this is actually not a Buddhist building, it is just an elevator, so that tourists can go directly up the mountain. "
In a word, Hui Jing caught the point.
"A tourist? That means there are still pilgrims?" Hui Jing said.
Because the entire design is here, it is no longer displayed, but the entire elevator is displayed, and the various places on the mountain are displayed. The steps on both sides of the side are the tourist attractions. This attraction looks like Some ancient style and ancient charm.
One of the places is a stone bridge. This stone bridge has been around for a few hundred years. It looks very old. The name written on the bridge is Ananda Bridge.
Opposite the bridge, where there is no place to go, you can directly enter the mountain, and this side of the bridge is a temple. Under the bridge is a curved river. All the water channels on the mountain are very smooth. The only turbulent place in the mountain, you can only cross the bridge if you want to cross the river.
But in fact this bridge is useless because the road leading to it is a forest.
"Where is this?" Hui Jing asked, pointing to Shanlin, where it was a purely old wood.
Si Fan pointed at this and said, it's called Ananda Bridge, don't you think it is suitable for tourists? Opposite me, I am going to create a hotel with love-related accommodation, which can be used as a place to spend the night. There are not so many places in the whole mountain for people to stay.
Hui Jing was suddenly anxious, and of course I knew the story of Ananda Bridge, but what I didn't expect was that you actually wanted to make money with this story.
Si Fan smiled slightly, this story is actually full of Zen.
It was a very tangled story, about the story of Lord Ananda, one of the ten disciples of the Buddha.
His Holiness Ananda is the younger brother and the cousin of the Buddha, one of the ten disciples of the Buddha.
Ananda said to the Buddha: I love a woman.
The Buddha asked Ananda: How much do you like this woman?
Ananda said: I am willing to transform into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind of 500 years, the sun of 500 years, the rain of 500 years, just ask her to pass by the bridge.
The Buddha said: "You can see how much you like it, but you fell in love at first sight? But waited without asking for reward?
You know all this, and you are still suffering for the sake of that encounter. "
"Ananda, how much do you like the woman who passed by the bridge, which made you abandon yourself and suffer from affliction?"
Afterwards, Ananda's incarnation Shiqiao waited silently for the woman. The wind was blown for 500 years, the sun was exposed for 500 years, and the rain was exposed for 500 years, just to let that woman look at herself again.
Finally one day, the woman reincarnated and came to this place again. Walk on Ananda Bridge.
But she didn't look at Ananda who was incarnation Ananda Bridge. I never thanked the bridge.
However, when the Buddha asked Ananda again, Ananda finally said a word that most shocked Si Fan, and this sentence made Si Fan decide to keep the bridge as one of the attractions here.
"As long as I wait until she is enough, I can be a bridge and cross her to the other side of the river, I'm content!"
In a sentence, there is not much Zen, but all the love in the world is translated into this sentence.
However, when Si Fan consulted the materials, he found that this is not the case in the world ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is just a story carved on an ordinary bridge in this wilderness mountain.
The truly circulating version of Lord Ananda is just talking, and he has not become a bridge, and he has not waited for this girl. Everything is a debate with the Buddha.
How can such a story make more people feel empathy, let alone let people feel the true meaning of this story from the bottom of their hearts.
Looking at this modified version handed down from ancient times, it is more bitter and desolate. The story is thus portrayed on the bridge, and Ananda Bridge itself is even more embarrassing. It seems that it will soon be destroyed, crumbling, only The last persistence.
Looking at everything, Si Fan had a sour feeling in his heart.
He feels that he still likes the version recorded on the Ananda Bridge built by the ancients, rather than the circulating version.
The ancient Anan Bridge seems to be crossing his love affair, waiting for the 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain that the woman only wanted to see.
This story is even more touching.
"Master, I want to keep this apostate version, don't know what you think?" Si Fan asked the old monk beside him.
Hui Jing nodded and said, "Amitabha, the donor you are doing well! This bridge is not your repair, all cause and effect have nothing to do with you, this bridge is here, no one will come to demolish it for hundreds of years. It ’s just cause and effect, do you think? "
The old monk played a mystery. It seemed that he said nothing and said nonsense, but he took all the responsibilities from Si Fan.
It is impossible for anyone to trouble him, and it is even more impossible if they want to dismantle it, because Si Fan had long thought about a solution and went directly to apply for the protection of historic sites.
By then the monks would be helpless.