Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 87: Xiu Zen Temple Beheading Buddha 4
Yumotokan is located on the edge of Atami City in northern Izu.

Shuzenji Temple is located near Mt. Amagi in the central part of the Izu Peninsula.

Walking from north to south, the scenery outside the window slowly changes.

"We're going to pass by the Joren Falls and the old Amagi Tunnel. If you two are lovers, you can go to the west to see the 'Love Bell'."

In Takeda Maki's MPV, the young assistant was seriously fulfilling the responsibility of accompanying her on the trip.

That group of writers and authors had already arrived at Shuzenji Temple, and Ryuchuan Che and his group arrived later.

"Why do we have to go to the temple? Isn't this a gathering of scholars?"

Takako Takeda looked at the assistant with some curiosity.

This trip was arranged by Kodansha and lasted for seven days and six nights.

It starts on the 4th and ends on the 11th.

Tomorrow is the closed selection for the Akutagawa Prize.

“Literati write books, Buddhists preach.”

Longchuan Che saw that the assistant was unable to speak, so he sat next to his wife and opened his mouth.

"In the distant past, there are Zen Master Daoyuan and Master Myoe, and in the recent past, there is Monk Ikkyu, all of whom are great literary masters."

Buddhism is also a kind of humanities.

The humanities at the University of Tokyo in Japan include philosophy, Chinese thought and culture, Indian philosophy and Buddhism, ethics, etc.

Many people think that novelists and writers just think about stories and write, but in fact, there are many things to learn.

Religion, philosophy, psychology.

The more you know, the better literary works you can write. This is one of the reasons why the threshold for pure literature is high.

"Mr. Longchuan knows a lot." Although she is also one of the organizers of this event, the young assistant Jingyin does not understand the connection between literature and Buddhism. She heard Longchuan Che say that it is normal for literati to listen to Buddhist teachings, especially since the mainstream literature nowadays is class literature.

“What does this have to do with class literature?”

In Takeda Takako's eyes, those writers were a group of people who liked to go against the government.

After the financial bubble, they used their influence to force the government to make reforms. They are a group of people who like to go against the cabinet.

"Shingon Sect."

Takeda Takako talks whenever she wants and always likes to stick to Ryukawa Toru.

Takeda Maki explained, looking at her sister's hand coldly as if she wanted to cut a piece of flesh from her body.

Make your enemy sad and make yourself happy.

Longchuan Tetsu put his arm around his wife's shoulders and continued:

"Pure Land Buddhism, Zen Buddhism talks about the mind, and the core idea of ​​class literature is the Shingon Buddhism's protection of the country and the protection of life."

There are many monks in Japan, but the most famous ones are Kukai and Jianzhen.

One went to Tang Dynasty and the other crossed the sea to the East.

He made significant contributions to ancient Japanese culture. Among them, Kukai, one of the three great calligraphers of Japan, was the founder of the Shingon sect of Japan.

"Protect the country and the people?"

The more she listened, the more confused her mind became. Although she had had a lot of intimate contact in the past few days, Takeda Takako felt dizzy when she was hugged by a boy in front of so many people.
"Maintaining national stability and serving the people are just nice things to say."

The wife seemed to be drunk. Longchuan Che pinched her face and looked at her left and right. He felt that there was something particularly special about the wife like this.

Her eyes were blurry and her cheeks were rosy.

If the place wasn't wrong, Longchuan Che would have wanted to knock the other person's teeth open.

The water in Kyoto is very moist, and the hot springs in Izu are also very good.

Mrs. Takeda once said that good tofu can only be made with good water. After spending two days with her in the hot spring, Ryukawa Toru felt that the juicy and tender wife was the best tofu.

"Looking for a private hot spring tonight?"

Longchuan Che leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered softly, not afraid of being heard by others.

"You're not done yet, are you, Ryukawa Tetsu?" Takeda Maki frowned.

If Takeda Maki knew that Ryukawa Toru was thinking about tofu now, she would probably really find a piece of tofu to beat her sister to death.

He has been following me around like a fool since he was a kid, and now he is being taken advantage of by a boy younger than him and he feels like he is paying for it.

"If the Takeda family had not been destroyed by the Kujo family, she would not be like this."

Although she wanted to blame him, she felt sad when she saw her sister's dazed look. She made a mistake and left Tokyo, raising her enemy's son alone. Now her heart seemed to be on him again.

"What a sin."

Seeing her sister just being hugged by someone without any resistance, Takeda Maki sighed.

The car drove through Tiancheng Mountain and passed through a long tunnel.

When they really arrived near Shuzenji Temple, Takeda Takako widened her eyes in surprise.

“So broken!”

It was raining, the mountain road was rugged, and there were dead trees and jungles everywhere.

Takako Takeda thought that since it was a trip, it was also a gathering of literary people.

It should be the same scene as last time at the Nichiren sect's Kuonji Temple.

The gold foil and black dragon have a majestic appearance.

But there was only a creaking broken door in front of her. Takeda Takako felt that the mediocre Yamanaka Lake was better than this.

"well enough."

Takako Takeda thinks it's not okay, but Toru Ryukawa thinks it's okay.

Shuzenji Temple is located in a small valley in the central part of the Izu Peninsula. The place where Shuzenji Temple is built is called Shuzenji. The place is named after the temple. There is a river sandwiched between two mountains, which is very artistic.

Enter the temple.

Xiuchan Temple is very small and quiet, so quiet that you can hardly find anyone there. It is quiet and peaceful.

"Where are the people? Do they know I'm here to run?"

Ryukawa Tetsu stood in the middle of the main stage, looking around. He came here because he knew that most of the people in the literary world would be here today, and that the person who always opposed him, Miya Makoto Ichitaro, was also here.

"Are you having a problem with your brain?"

Takeda Shinki didn't know why Ryukawa Toru felt that the literati would run away when he came, so he cursed the woman and said lightly.

"I'm going to eat nearby. I'll be back soon."

The quiet Shuzenji Temple didn't look like it could accommodate dozens of people for dinner. Longchuan Che nodded and looked at the assistant.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Longchuan Tetsu asked sincerely, and the little assistant blushed and took out a few Japanese confectionery from his pocket to share with everyone.

The surroundings were quiet. Takeda Maki was asking about the tour group, while Ryukawa Toru and his wife were sitting in front of the Buddha statue eating Japanese confectionery.

The new spring snow had fallen from north to south into the small valley. Takeda Takako waved to the kittens in the temple and chatted with Ryukawa Toru while eating.

"You literati are really weird, aren't you?"

The woman broke off half of the dessert and fed it to the cat while looking at Longchuan Che.

The boy sat quietly under the money box with the words "Pure Wealth" on it, looking at the gate of the temple and eating snacks slowly as if he was waiting for something.

"Look," Takeda Takako counted on her fingers one by one, "there are temples like Kiyomizu-dera Temple, Kinkaku-dera Temple, Sensō-ji Temple, and the Shingon sect also has Daigo-ji Temple."

Takeda Takako pointed at Shuzenji Temple, where there was nothing of interest except the gate.

"Why did you end up in such a place?"

"Shuzenji Temple was built by the monk Kukai, the leader of Shingon and a master of both literature and Buddhism."

Ryuukawa Toru chewed some Japanese confectionery and watched the snow falling little by little on the eaves of Shuzenji Temple.

"That's it?" Takeda Takako expressed confusion.

There are many temples related to the Japanese monk Kukai.

"One more thing," Longchuan Che heard the sparse footsteps outside the temple and slowly stood up in front of the Buddha statue.

"what?"

Takeda Takako turned her head curiously and saw a dark sound coming from the gate.

They were wearing haori, looking the most literary, and their leader was a monk in monk's robes.

"The leader of class literature, Ichitaro Miyamoto, who called out to protect the country and save lives."

Ryuukawa Toru looked at most of the Japanese literary world and sneered.

“It’s the head monk here.”

(End of this chapter)