Chapter 113: Moon Doll, the goddess and the monk gave birth to a baby?
The lively July is about to pass, and even the bright moon across the sky seems to be much lazier than usual, just sprinkling a little moonlight symbolically.
Tsukimi Shrine, on the osmanthus tree.
Yaezakura Jingu sat on a branch, her chin resting on her hands, her little feet swaying gently, her eyes sometimes looking at the bright moon in the sky, and sometimes looking at the foot of the mountain.
When did it start to feel that every night was so difficult?
It is clear that in the past, I only needed to sit quietly like this, with the bright moon as my company, and I could spend a night peacefully.
Now, I even began to dislike the silence and loneliness of the night.
"The fireworks and battle last night were really beautiful."
Jingu Yaezakura murmured softly, her eyes suddenly lit up, she withdrew her gaze from the distance, straightened her body slightly, and lightly hooked the little finger of her right hand.
Several branches of the osmanthus tree beneath her extended in front of Yaezakura Jingu, allowing her to pick the tenderest and most vibrant branches.
After collecting enough branches, Jingu Yaezakura snapped her fingers lightly, and the osmanthus tree retracted its branches and returned to its original state.
Yaezakura Jingu's ten fingers flexibly moved between the branches and began to weave.
Soon, the branches of the osmanthus tree were woven into a tree doll that was only slightly larger than Jingu Yaezakura's palm.
"You are created by me. From now on, I will call you the Moon Doll."
When Jingu Yaezakura whispered, Heimiya Chiye had already arrived under the osmanthus tree.
"Come up."
Jingu Yaezakura patted the empty space next to her very naturally.
Under the tree, Hiramiya Chiye jumped up and sat next to Jingu Yaezakura, just in time to see the handmade doll she had already completed.
It is woven with osmanthus tree branches and has a head and limbs in the shape of a human, but it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman...it is probably not a man.
Pinggong Qianye took a glance at the ordinary part with no protrusions, and felt certain in his heart.
"You're a little different tonight."
Jingu Yaezakura's gaze fell on Hiramiya Chiya's head.
His black hair has been shaved off, and now he has a bald head, which is round and shiny, and his appearance makes him look like a young Buddhist monk.
"Prepare for a long journey."
Pinggong Chiye had already thought about shaving his hair.
The one who went out to travel this time was just a monk, a Buddhist practitioner, Master Liansheng.
Rather than a high school student at Shiraishi High School.
When school starts in September, his hair will naturally grow back, which will also mark the end of his journey.
"This is good, it gives it a more abstinence-like feel." Jingu Yae Sakura smiled faintly.
"Such words are not really your style."
“I saw it on my phone.”
"Do you have a cell phone?"
"No."
Jingu Yaezakura pointed at the Omae Palace chief who was hiding and peeping behind the main hall door.
After chatting for a while, Pinggong Qianye talked about the purpose of his visit tonight.
Tomorrow is July 7st, the last day of the July sacrificial month, and the day he carefully selected to confer the title on the young mountain boy.
Regarding the details of the Conferred God Ceremony, he still needs to consult Jingu Yaezakura for more information to avoid any mistakes.
After all, he was not good at these Shinto rituals.
"The power of Shintoism mainly comes from the gods. When the mountain spirits and wild monsters are enshrined as gods, the gods they worship are used as witnesses to ensure that the mountain spirits and wild monsters will abide by the terms of the enshrinement treaty after they become gods."
Yaezakura Jingu's tone was very soft, like rays of moonlight pouring down.
Of all the living beings he has met, Chiya Hiramiya thinks that Yaezakura Jingu has the most pleasant voice.
He liked the quiet and coldness in her voice, which was like the icy feeling of flowing water and was very comfortable to listen to.
After explaining the knowledge about Shintoism, Jingu Yaezakura handed the doll woven with an osmanthus tree to Hiramiya Chiya.
"You are about to go on a long journey. This moon doll is my gift to you."
Jingu Yaezakura thought for a moment and added, "Last time you gave me the Moon Swallowing Toad Demon Pearl, I didn't refuse it."
"The Moon Doll...does it have any special uses?"
Hiramiya Chiye took the moon doll and looked at it carefully. This thing was completely hand-woven by Jingu Yaezakura. The facial features were not obvious and it looked a bit rough.
"It can absorb moonlight, and then, it can speak."
There was a smile in Jingu Yaezakura's eyes and a hint of playfulness in her voice.
"Can you use this moon doll to have a conversation with me?"
Pinggong Qianye roughly guessed its true function.
"You, don't like it?"
"The bright moon sends my love to you thousands of miles away."
Hiramiya Chiye murmured naturally, and Jingu Yaezakura's face beside her changed slightly. She defended herself in her heart, saying that it was not a way of expressing lovesickness.
I was just too bored staying at the Tsukimi Shrine and wanted to go out for a walk. It just so happened that Hiramiya Chiye was going out for a trip, so I used the moon doll to follow him. It was also a kind of alternative travel for me.
Besides, shouldn't you be thinking about me?
She clearly said she loved the moon the most.
I saw it all from that old man Da Zheng’s cell phone.
Jingu Yaezakura still remembers that when old man Daizheng received this letter, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and kept muttering: "Next time, we must not let that monk go up the mountain again!"
Quite interesting.
Jingu Yaezakura put away her distracting thoughts and said softly, "If you encounter anything difficult to solve, or something related to Shintoism, you can take it out and put it under the moon to bathe in the moonlight."
"I accepted it."
Hiramiya Chiye did not refuse this gift, just like having a little elf by his side, and occasionally when the journey is boring, he can chat with Jingu Yaezakura. "Can you tell me how you dealt with the Umibozu in the end?"
After finishing the serious business, Jingu Yaezakura turned the conversation to what happened last night.
"You can really see across Tokyo Bay from here."
"The magic bead you gave me has helped me gain a lot."
Hearing this, Hiramiya Chiye took a serious look at Jingu Yaezakura. Her danger level had risen to between 40 and 50, which was indeed a rapid improvement compared to before.
"I plan to keep Umibozu in the lotus pond of the temple..."
"Lotus Pond Yanghaifangzu?" Jingu Yaezakura blinked.
"All sentient beings can be saved. Now that this sea lily is in my hands, I will let it be influenced by the Dharma in the lotus pond. I believe that one day it will realize compassion and kindness."
It was around midnight when Chiye Hiramiya finished her chat with Yaezakura Jingu and left Tsukimi Shrine.
Seeing that Hiramiya Chiye left alone, Omae no Miyaji, who had been hiding and peeping, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that Pinggong Qianye would kidnap his goddess.
The goddess's power has greatly increased recently. She is no longer restricted by the mortal world and can now leave the shrine freely.
What’s even more terrifying is that he seemed to have heard something about a doll just now?
How could a noble and holy goddess discuss a doll with a monk?
Could it be that they have already prepared... Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
They have only known each other for a short time, there is no way they can have the chance to have a baby.
However, the goddess is not an ordinary person, and the monk is not an ordinary monk either...
"goddess……"
Although he thought the so-called baby-giving-birth thing was nonsense, Omashiro still quickly came to the osmanthus tree, ready to remind the goddess again, telling her not to be deceived by the beautiful monk with six impure senses.
Male beauty is misleading!
The moonlight flashed on the osmanthus tree, and the goddess disappeared with the moonlight.
Alas, people often say that girls are no longer under the control of their fathers when they grow up. I have also experienced this feeling.
It was obvious that he had been by the goddess's side like an old father since she was born.
Omae no Miyaji sighed and prayed in his heart that Hiramiya Chiye would never come again.
Or he should put up a sign at the foot of the mountain that reads: Monks and dogs are not allowed to go up the mountain.
……
July 7, 31 o'clock in the morning.
Pinggong Qianye got up at around 4 o'clock in the morning, took a shower, and packed the things he needed for his trip.
When everything was ready, he stood in front of the mirror, looked at his new look, and was quite satisfied.
After leaving the house, he went to the main hall of the temple to burn incense and worship Vairocana Tathagata.
During the time when he is away from the temple, he will have to ask this Vairocana Buddha statue to help suppress the entire temple.
After paying homage, Pinggong Qianye's gaze fell on the bright lamp that was still burning.
He has been gone for a month, and I don't know if this bright lamp will go out for no reason again.
Is it necessary to paint a Vairocana Buddha on it?
It just doesn’t seem to be bearable yet.
It was just a feeling, just as he felt that this bright lamp had a soul, so he paid special attention to it on weekdays.
In the end, Pinggong Qianye did not add any more strokes to this bright lamp.
If it really goes out, Ruyi can cover the surface of the bright lamp with a Garbha-dhara mandala that he has drawn in the side hall.
I believe that the lamp of light will continue to burn and the brightness will last forever.
Pushing open the door of the hall, the morning sun has already sprinkled in from the other side of the mountain.
Not far away, Ruyi's figure was gradually approaching here. He usually came to the temple around 6 o'clock.
"Master Liansheng, you look like a great monk dressed like this!"
Ruyi's eyes sparkled as she looked over Pinggong Qianye's entire body.
He wore a conical hat, a dark grey cassock, and a machete. He held a Zen staff in his right hand, a Dharma bowl in his left hand, and was barefoot and wearing straw sandals.
"Ruyi, from now on, I'll need you to take care of the temple affairs."
After giving these instructions, Heimiya Chiye walked out of the main hall gate and headed towards Osaka.
"Amitabha."
Ruyi chanted the Buddha's name and watched Pinggong disappear into the distance.
"Live in the upper country as you wish, and the way here is like a dream. Floating across the vast sea, the boat is light when leaving. The water and the moon communicate with Zen, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of Sanskrit. I only pity the shadow of a lamp, which is bright in my eyes for thousands of miles."
Ruyi recited a poem to bid farewell.
This was not a farewell poem he could have written, but was from "Sending a Monk Back to Japan" by Qian Qi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.
Whenever he saw this poem while reading a book in the past, he would remember it in his heart.
When it comes to poetry and songs, the Tang Dynasty was a time of great prosperity and brilliance.
He walked into the main hall and began sweeping the floor, wiping the table and arranging scriptures as usual.
After finishing these things, seeing that there were no believers coming to the temple to worship, Ruyi walked to the back of the side hall.
The anglerfish that Umibozu transformed into still stayed obediently in the pickle jar.
The tribute pears that were fed yesterday have been eaten up completely, leaving only the cores floating on the water.
"Amitabha, good, good, good."
Ruyi was very satisfied with Hai Fangzhu's performance. He threw another tribute pear into the water jar and ate one himself.
After eating the tribute pears, he sat cross-legged on the open space next to the pickle jar and chanted Buddhist scriptures, hoping that the sea monk in the jar would soon realize the compassion of Buddhism.
(End of this chapter)
