Chapter 12: Master Zhiming
Since the ancient times of many dynasties, the capital city of Beijing has been the capital city of China.
Now the society is also the same.
Beijing, as the capital city of China's dynasties, naturally, is not an ordinary first and second-tier cities can be compared, even in the nineties, in China is also a prosperous and incomparable.
Since ancient times, the emperors will be set in the capital city of Beijing, which has a certain basis, the rise and fall of a dynasty, the fate of a dynasty, in the feng shui world, in the eyes of monks, its national dragon vein has a full correlation, and set the capital, is the most important piece of the whole situation, about the rise and fall of the dynasty's destiny.
Beijing, from the Ming Dynasty, is the land of China's purple gas convergence, feng shui world, the dragon vein is not static, with the passage of time, the dragon vein will slowly migrate, and the migration of the dragon vein, it can be said that there is no rule to speak of.
The world's Dragon Vein Qi, since the Ming Dynasty, gathered in Beijing, which is also the future generations of the capital of the city of another original reason.
Of course, here said the capital city, not to say that the current capital city, but said the four nine cities, that is, the capital city of the LC district nearly two days of train travel.
Qin Feng finally arrived at the Beijing City North Station.
The same green train wagon to come, most of them are students, this season, and there is nothing to and from the trend of workers, the nineties, although facing the economic leap, but, but also the state-owned enterprises civil servants the most brilliant time, of course, here is the topic.
After getting off the train, out of the station, a group of students who have not traveled far, facing this era, the most prosperous city, looking at the tall buildings towering, traffic, full of surprise.
Qin Feng with a calm face carrying his own luggage bag, in his previous life, he came to the capital city, in the face of the latter's prosperity, the capital city at the moment, in Qin Feng's eyes, can only be said to be general.
Beijing City University is one of the highest academic institutions in China.
Although archaeology is a very cold profession, but, compared to the big signboard of Beijing City University, it is also envied by countless people when it is said.
Outside the train station there had long been special people welcoming the new students, and every university had them.
Qin Feng didn't look for his school's orientation team like the other students, but instead walked out of the train station directly by himself and stopped a cab.
After being reborn and coming to the capital city once again, and still getting off at the north station, Qin Feng couldn't help but want to meet an old acquaintance, to be more accurate, an old friend from his previous life.
If he was able to stand at the peak of the Feng Shui world in his previous life, who was the person who helped him the most, then Qin Feng could say with certainty that it was this old friend of his.
Sitting in the cab, Qin Feng could not help but recall in his mind the help that this old friend had given him in his previous life.
Xiangshan Temple was also in the north of the city, and it was only a thirty-odd kilometer drive from the North Railway Station, and counting the straight-line distance, it was only twenty-odd kilometers.
Sitting in a cab, Qin Feng did not take long to arrive at the Fragrant Hill Temple.
Looking at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar Xiangshan Temple gate, Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.
Nowadays, unlike the later generations, the Xiangshan Temple in this era did not have as many tourists as in the later generations, and there were only some locals from the capital city who came to offer incense.
Taking a deep breath.
Qin Feng took a step towards the inside of the temple.
This time, making this decision, Qin Feng had long thought of just coming here to have a look and would not prematurely get in touch with that close friend of his.
The front yard of the Xiangshan Temple was the place for the incenses tourists, after passing through the Da Xiong Bao Dian, it was the backyard of the temple, this was the place where the monks in the temple had their normal daily work.
Normal tourists, incense burners, would not come to this backyard.
Qin Feng dodged in with light steps and did not attract the attention of others.
A burst of scripture wooden fish sound came, Qin Feng knew that at this time, the temple monks should be doing the afternoon session, which is commonly known as chanting.
Familiar path, Qin Feng walked slowly.
Turning past the attic, through the alley.
Here was a small courtyard.
At the entrance to the courtyard, Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.
A vast aura within the courtyard slowly spread out. Qin Feng knew that this was where his old friend was.
Qin Feng did not enter to disturb.
In his previous life, his old friend, Master Zhi Ming, was none other than the presiding officer of this Fragrant Mountain Temple, and he was also a forgotten friend. At that time, he had just stepped into the school, and he had also just stepped into the circle of the Feng Shui world, and he had contacted other cultivators, and because of his own ignorance, he messed with that group of people, and suffered from their pursuit, and fled all the way, and it was also here, where he encountered the presiding officer of the Fragrant Mountain Temple, and thus saved his own life.
In the end, and even his own inheritance, it was also the presiding officer of the Xiangshan Temple who instructed him.
"Since the 施主 is a person of destiny, why do you need to wander around the doorway."
A familiar yet seemingly slightly unfamiliar voice jolted Qin Feng out of his memories, a phrase that was exactly the same as what he had heard in his previous life when he came to this courtyard.
Qin Feng's heart rejoiced, it was the voice of his old friend from his previous life, Master Zhi Ming, he was about to open his mouth to address him, then he thought that he was a reborn person, Master Zhi Ming did not know him.
"Grandmaster is overstating it, fate or no fate is born from the heart."
Qin Feng slowly opened his mouth and returned, then left the place.
Qin Feng understood in his own heart that in his previous life, Xiangshan Temple had suffered a treacherous plot because of himself, and all thirty-four monks in the inner courtyard of the entire temple, including the presiding officer, had all been brutally murdered, and he himself had stormed out of the Feng Shui world because of this reason, killing people along the way from the north, and accomplishing great fame in the Feng Shui world.
Although it is said to have avenged, the karma, but the previous life of their own, not happy, on the contrary, the heart of some infinite remorse, this life, he was able to start over, there is no need to Zhiming master involved in this matter.
Anyway, the inheritance that he had learned in his previous life was deeply imprinted in his mind, and there was no need to meet Master Zhi Ming this time, so he returned a Zen phrase and withdrew from the courtyard.
After staying at the Fragrant Hill Temple for a while, Qin Feng left the place, stopped a cab, carried his duffel bag, and headed directly to the University of the Capital City to report.
In the middle of a courtyard Zen room in the inner courtyard of the Fragrant Hill Temple, the same courtyard Qin Feng had faced earlier.
Master Zhi Ming opened his eyes and the Buddha beads he was counting in his hands stopped, the expression on his face looking very strange and incomprehensible.
"The chances and twists have gone, it shouldn't be!"
Master Zhi Ming put down the Buddha beads in his hands, sitting cross-legged in front of his body was a coffee table, on the coffee table, in addition to an incense burner, waning with incense smoke, there were only eight pieces of divination shells, lowered his head and once again glanced at the trigrams.
"Strange, strange."
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