After about two hours of driving, when the sun was setting in the afternoon, we arrived in Kamakura City, Kanagawa Prefecture.

It is a small city that was once a political center during the Kamakura shogunate, but now attracts attention with temples and shrines, and the city is small and quiet, with a bit of twilight.

I went to the hotel I had booked for one night, and the next morning, I started my day and arrived in Kita-Kamakura, a small town on the outskirts of the city.

Go straight to Yuanjue Temple.

Built at the end of the 13th century, with the Zen master Wuxue Zuyuan from the Southern Song Dynasty of China as the founding patriarch, Enkakuji Temple is one of the five famous temples in Kamakura, and it is also the most important tourist attraction in Kamakura, a typical Chinese Buddhist temple form, and the oldest surviving Chinese building in Japan.

In fact, there is nothing interesting and beautiful, there are many temples like this in China.

Although it is a tourist attraction, its popularity is a bit low, and when the bellflower and his party came, there were no tourists at all in the summer of '96.

Even hung up a sign that the temple was closed today to prevent ordinary people from breaking through by mistake.

No one stopped, crossed the mountain gate into the temple, and saw the little monk cleaning the temple.

Locking the breath and ignoring the sightseeing spots, the National Treasure Relic Hall, which is the only national treasure-level building in Kanagawa Prefecture, is a large bell with a height of 2.6 meters.

Although it is a tourist attraction, many locations are closed to the public.

Walked all the way to the secluded back mountain, passed through the open barrier, and met the main owner of this trip.

Demon Gate.

There used to be Buddhas in Japan, such as the patriarch here, the ancestor of Wuxue, the patriarch of Jianchang Temple next door, Lanxi Daolong, all of whom went to China to travel eastward to preach Buddhism like Xuanzang.

But now it is gone.

After the Meiji era, Buddhism was devastated in Japan by breaking away from Asia and entering Europe, and under the iron heel of industrialization, Shinto was promoted and Buddhism suppressed.

But the power of the Buddha in the world is still huge.

To put it simply, Japanese funerals are controlled by Buddhism, and even cemeteries are hereditary inheritance by Buddhists, that is, the right to occupy land belongs to Buddhists.

Becoming a Buddha after death is a manifestation of this, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Japan.

The average cost of a funeral is 2 million yen, and 500,000 yuan, or a quarter, of the cost is for Buddhists.

The process lasted for two days, all night and farewell ceremony, two chanting, nearly 50,000 yuan.

If you ask a Taoist priest to do things in China, it should not be common in the city, and funerals are generally not practiced, if it is expensive, it starts at 10,000 yuan, and the cheaper one or two thousand, and the cheaper one, in the countryside, there are about a few hundred yuan, and what is more conscientious is that the first seven vigils, seven days in a row, one night and one night without sleeping, the master is tired, and the disciple reads. (It's a nightmare, a rural vigil.) ）

Even more different from China, the cemetery is in a monastery.

Even if you can see a cemetery in the city, or even in the center of the city, it is the private property of the ancestors of the Buddhists.

In the case of Tong Shou Town, the Tong Shou Temple next door to the Nippon Shrine is doing this, and it is not enough to describe it as rich.

If you don't invite monks to chant scriptures, where will your dead be buried.

A much cheaper funeral home may be a good option.

"Good morning, Kikyo-sama."

The woman under the grass and reeds was out of place with her surroundings, permed blonde hair, earrings, a short blue denim skirt, a delicate face smeared with bewitching and crisp light makeup, her hair cut into a short hair, and a smooth and wrinkle-free forehead parted in the middle of her neck.

On the lined T-shirt, it is very eye-catching that there are four Chinese characters printed on the chest of the scale.

Overweening.

"I don't know what advice I have from afar."

The young emperor of the Demon Gate, named Narcissus, looked at the bellflower and joked with a smile.

"It shouldn't be a reversal, if it's cooperation, I'm very welcome."

Kikyo has always felt that this girl has a lot of personality, and she behaves like this.

Kikyo said, "It's here to talk about cooperation. ”

"Oh, what a collaboration." Behind Narcissus stood a large number of personnel, among which ten people were the most eye-catching, some men and women, some modern dress, some Taoist priests and other dresses, when they were the leaders of the two Taoist six factions, among them, there was one of the fat men of the Tianlian Sect that Kikyo had seen.

There is also a young greasy cream flower boy who looks like a nightclub ace cowherd, and the bellflower is probably the flower pie.

The others are not easy to tell.

This is probably the main personnel of the Demon Gate in the Kamakura Headquarters.,When I came yesterday,Kikyo deliberately left enough time for the Demon Gate to react.,This battle.,It's expected.。

"This is the hospitality of the Demon Gate?" Kikyo asked.

"It's rude." grinning, revealing white teeth, Narcissus clapped his hands, and several people behind him stepped back, saying, "Please here." ”

Kikyo and his entourage then came to the pure meditation room hidden in the forest.

The layout is simple, open on all sides, you can see the green scenery outside the house, and the mountain flowers are colorful.

There was a monk in the room who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed, wearing a simple blue monk's robe, looking very young, but with long silver-white hair scattered and shawl, counting beads in his hand, and his lips moving slightly.

Seeing this woman, Kikyo had a strange look on her face.

"I haven't seen you for five hundred years, don't come unharmed? Fairy Lin. ”

The group that entered the house paused.

Huang Quan's face was also strange.

The monk opened his eyes, and the golden wheel and heavy pupils were crowded together one after another, leaving only a trace of red blood circles, looking at the bellflower, and sighed: "The world is unpredictable, creation makes people, the bellflower donor, don't come unharmed." ”

"Ancestor..."Narcissus didn't seem to expect this situation, looked at Lin Miaoxin, and asked, "But old knowledge?" ”

Narcissus's questions were not answered, and they did not need to be answered personally.

"It is rumored that you will die." Kikyo said.

"I did." Lin Miaoxin replied in seconds.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful?" Kikyo asked who it was.

"Wonderful." Lin Miaoxin replied.

The crowd didn't understand what they heard, only Huang Quan showed a thoughtful look.

"What about them," Kikyo asked.

"Right here." Miaoxin replied.

"You're in charge of returning home?"

"Exactly."

As he spoke, he became Chinese.

The Kagura sisters understood, and the camellia also learned from the bellflower, but now, except for the five little ones, Huangquan can't understand it.

"Why?"

"Revenge."

The words were full of hatred, but they were uttered unusually plainly.

Everyone present at the Demon Gate heard this for the first time, except for Narcissus, there was an uproar.

Kikyo looked at Lin Miaoxin and was silent for a long time.

"Revenge on whom, the people of the past thought it was ancient, why bother to hate future generations...", but the bellflower was suddenly shocked that Lin Miaoxin's side was missing a small tail, and the follow-up words were not spoken.

However, Lin Miaoxin first lost her smile, and her sudden figure was in a trance.

Instantly realized that something was wrong, and under the locking of the qi machine, Kikyo made a move.

The barrier unfolded layer by layer.

One before and one after the other.

But Lin Miaoxin was in the middle of the enchantment, and her fingertips were already tapping on the center of Suzu's eyebrows.

It's still that weird sword move of the other world, people are here, and they are not here.

"What does that mean?" Kikyo asked.

"I just want you to understand my feelings, Kikyo donor, you're murderous."

Kikyo let go.

At the same time, Lin Miaoxin let go.

"If you turn back to the shore, why not become a Buddha." Kikyo sighed softly.

"I thought I was a demon." Looking back at the bellflower, the fairy's smile is still the same, like a fairy in the dust.

Creation makes people.

Kikyo looked at Lin Miaoxin and said with a smile: "So, let's talk about cooperation." ”

"Good."