There is a mountain in Sichuan Province, on the hillside temple, the temple has an old monk with several disciples in the practice. Temple is not large, but full of tourists throughout the year, strong incense, mentoring, quite a few days off moisture.
One night, “boom” is heard, in the hall dedicated to the two-meter-high Buddha I do not know how suddenly collapsed. Gold-painted statue outside, which is Nitai, suddenly shattered. Wensheng arrived several mentoring hall, I saw a land of broken mud, empty place where the Buddha, leaving only two original statues standing on the edge of a small statue – one is the golden boy, a teen idol is , to two feet high, grinning.
Tomorrow is the annual Buddhist Council, pilgrims will be more, not the Buddha how to do? One by one monk out of ideas. Or calm the old monk, he directed a few scattered monk moved out of the mud, also known as the teen idol like to move Chaifang monk, like the golden boy then placed in the position of Buddha.
The hearts of the disciples wonder, the gold statue, short stature did not say, Xipixiaolian, not a serious kind, how can it act as a Buddha? Pilgrims come tomorrow morning, do not explode pot, which also is willing to bow down and donate incense money?
Unexpectedly, the next day as usual pilgrims clouds. People prayed, the still face of fear and piety. The evening, an inventory of incense money, is also seen less.
Old monk smiled: people have a mindset, no matter who, as long as the sitting position of God, whom they worship.
Novices are endless emotion: It seems that the seat is the last word, as something sitting on the seat, what ability, how to board the seat, does not seem important.
(Zhou Xinxing from “writing material” on November 2011)