Chapter 54: Buddha and Ghost
Yu Zhen and the others walked along the desolate terrain of southern Xinjiang, and their target was the holy land of southern Xinjiang, the Trumpet Sect, oh no, it should now be called the general rudder of the Outer Dao Buddhism - Ten Mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The ten mountains of southern Xinjiang, Hong, Zhu, Peng, Gu, Zhen, Li, Arrival, Xie, Luo, in ancient times were the birthplace of the way of witch sacrifice, and now it is the holy place of Buddhism, I don't know how many old monks choose to retreat and participate in meditation here, if this red-haired old Buddha has to get the guidance of these retreat monks, it is difficult to cultivate to such a position.
And the largest river in southern Xinjiang, is the Huanglong River across the ten mountains, the river water is turbid, mixed with rolling sand and stones, just like an undulating Yellow Dragon, so famous, a group of people walked for a long time, finally reached the riverside, not far away, the ten mountains have been visible outline, ten mountains are not inferior to the famous mountains and rivers of the Middle Earth are located in it, now shrouded by the light of the Buddha, facing the sun, just like ten golden mountains.
"After the quicksand river, there is a temple nearby, so we can rest for one night and reach the ten mountains the next day," the little lingtong explained.
"My lord, the water is turbulent, and everyone is sad, let alone these chariots and horses!"
Yu Zhen frowned, he had heard of the reputation of the Huanglong River before he came, but he didn't expect the river to be so irritable, and the raft and river boat were afraid that they would be washed away as soon as they got out of the water.
"Don't panic, my lord said that this river is transformed by a water dragon surrendered by a high monk of our sect, and when the little monk uses the method of descending the dragon to control the water vein, the donors will be able to pass it safely. ā
"This-" Yu Zhen groaned slightly, the other party's proposal didn't seem to be a problem, especially since he really didn't have a way, "Then it's troublesome Lingtong." ā
Xiao Lingtong smiled and clasped his hands, recited the Buddha's name, but a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, walked to the river, and was just about to cast a spell, when he suddenly heard a shout, "Little Lingtong is slow, there is a way to cross the river." ā
I saw the mysterious figure of Gongzhi walking over with a smile, followed by the dirty Du Shunerd, it seems that since last night's rest, the two of them don't know what weird experiments they have been doing.
"Mr. Gongzhi has the ability to cross the river, is he also a cultivator?" asked the little spirit boy curiously.
"No, no, no, it's just some small means," Gongzhi Chang waved his hand, "Brother Du, don't hurry up!"
Everyone saw that this Du scholar was holding a pocket in his hand, which was full of black and bloody rotten things, and the nerd trotted to the river, throwing this thing into the river one after another, and after throwing it away, he trotted over, and a strong fishy smell came from his body.
"Brother Du, what are you missing?" asked Yu Zhen in surprise.
"Oh, this is the carcass of a crab and a turtle, chopped up with the armor, mixed with red grass, mangrove bark, ......"
"Wait, turtle crab?" someone interrupted Du Shudu's words, this red grass and mangrove bark are easy to explain, they are all plants that are special to southern Xinjiang, but even the locals basically don't know its use, as for this turtle and crab, except for the Huanglong River, along the way, they didn't see any rivers.
As soon as the nerd wanted to explain, he heard a few exclamations, "Look at the river?" and "There are so many turtles!!"
Yu Zhen turned his head to look, and was immediately surprised, only to see that on the turbulent river, there was a set of black lines first, and then the black lines gradually expanded, almost to intercept the river, the denser and denser, the tighter and tighter, and finally, the black spots of the bowl were getting bigger and bigger, and they were actually small turtles, connected together, in the surging river, constituting one
After crossing the river, I didn't walk for half an hour, and I arrived at a broken temple where the guests stopped, and there should be a turtle bridge in the first year.
"If it's all right, my lord, let's cross the bridge. ā
Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "According to Mr. Wang's words, cross the bridge, cross the bridge!"
Although the power of a turtle is too thin, the combination of these thousands of turtle bodies forms a natural huge force, which is this life force, blocking the impact of the infinite river and bearing the weight of everyone.
The little spirit boy who fell at the end puffed out his mouth, as if he was very unhappy that he didn't show his magical powers, but as soon as his eyes rolled, he trotted in front of the other party with his short legs, and said curiously: "Mr. Gongzhi, how did you do this?"
Gongzhi Chang smiled and said: "This day, this land, everything in this world, there is a very mysterious connection, when you can grasp this connection, no need for magic weapons, you can use the power of duckweed for your own use, duckweed is small, gather people can also shake the mountains and rivers, do you want to learn, I will teach you." ā
The Buddhist temple is not small, but ancient, even the threshold is rotten for the most part, the tribute truck is a bunch, there is no other place in the lobby, seeing the moonlight sinking in the west, the little monk said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little monk is going to do the evening class, don't run around, don't forget the little monk said that the Buddha ghosts, they like to shake around the most at night," the little spirit boy looked at everyone with a strange face, and then jumped and jumped away, it seems that the closer to the ten mountains, the more strange the little monk's words and deeds.
"Mr. Gongzhi, please move, I have a few questions for you. ā
After seeing Yu Zhen solemnly closing the door and closing the window, the chief of the public administration smiled dumbly: "My lord should want to ask, why don't you let the little monk cross the river during the day?"
"Yes, this official has thought about it now, and the assistant of the reincarnated spirit boy seems to have other intentions," Yu Zhen frowned.
"Of course, there is an intention, those monks' favorite thing to do, is to help others for fun, to bear cause and effect, when the need comes, and then use these causes and effects to do something they want to do, you are an official of the imperial court, with righteousness, officialdom, dragon energy three blessings, if it is entangled, it will be very troublesome, this is a humane dispute, the dark arrow will always be more difficult to defend than the famous gun. ā
"I see," Yu Zhen nodded suddenly, and asked again: "The official has another question, since it is so dangerous, why do you want to bring Brother Du too." ā
Gongzhi glanced at the other party meaningfully, and said: "It's because of the danger that Brother Du will be brought here, and I like this little brother very much, so I naturally don't want him to die young, he also has a big danger on his body, and turning the murder into a murderer is a chance to save his life, but this matter involves too much, please forgive me for not being able to tell him for the time being." ā
After the mysterious middle-aged scholar left, Yu Zhen's brows couldn't stretch for a long time, he could feel that the other party seemed to be pointing something, but he couldn't guess it.
Somehow, the closer he got to the ten mountains in southern Xinjiang, the more irritable his mind became, as if there were thousands of reptiles spinning around in his heart, the more he wanted to be stable, the more he couldn't settle down, was this also a means for the monks, wanting to use this to provoke his mind and lead him to make mistakes at critical moments?
As soon as he thought of this, Yu Zhen took a few deep breaths, took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and copied several meditation posts, which barely calmed his heart, and was about to rest, when suddenly a shadow flashed in front of the window, and the laughter like a silver bell spread all over the place, "Brother Han, come here, Niannu will show you a very interesting thing." ā
Yu Zhen hesitated, but still followed, since entering this southern Xinjiang, Nian Nu has not appeared for a long time, he wants to ask why, but thinking of what the little monk said, his heart tightened, hesitated, and brought the sword next to the bed.
Follow the direction, soon came to the small hall in front of the Buddha, this should be for the pilgrims to repent and chant the scriptures, quite narrow, the four walls are the pictures and texts of the Arhat to subdue the demons, the Arhat's face is like fire, the right way to subdue the demons, very majestic.
"Nienu, Nienu?"
The sky is dark, it is inevitable that it is a little difficult to see clearly, plus this Nian slave, now only he can see it, he does not want to be known, and the call is also quiet, vaguely, as if he heard it again, "Brother Han, come here, I'll show you something good." ā
Yu Zhen's eyes soon saw a candlestick, hesitated, lit it, although he also knew that this Nian slave is not a living person, but it will not be a demon or a monster, because since the reunion, she is not afraid of the fire, after lighting it with a fire fold, she flirted in the direction of the sound, but did not see anything, suddenly felt the candlestick in his hand a burst of weight, turned his head to look, his eyes shrank sharply.
"Brother Han, I'll show you a good thing!"
I saw Nian Nu holding the candlestick he had just held, his eyes were dark, his facial features were bleeding, and he was smiling brightly at himself, and the candle flame on the lamp was like a black snake, slowly trapping himself, sore and painful, and there was an indescribable sense of heaviness at the same time.
"Demon!" Yu Zhen's eyes sank, blooming a little killing intent, the sword light turned into a white light, and he turned around, and in an instant, the candlestick was broken into two, although he was entangled by some kind of love thread and fell into this state, but the demon monster can be distinguished.
His eyes flashed, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and the demon subduing Arhat was still the same Arhat, but under his palm, he was a slave with a painful and struggling face.
"You're looking for death!" Yu Zhen's eyes turned red violently, and with only the body of a mortal, the sword slashed out and slammed into the mural.
"Karma! Karma! No turning back! No turning back!"
Although the Arhat was split in half, the sound of subduing demons kept coming out of his mind, and in a trance, the sword mountain and sword tree, the wok soup furnace charcoal, the fire copper copper pillar, the iron plough and iron pill, and the shackle copper chain flashed one by one, as if in the illusion, he was going through everything.
"All beings are delusional, obsession is deep, everything is tangible, all are fake, for the sake of fakeness, impermanence, idiot, not awakened, not awakened!"
In addition to all kinds of hellish illusions, there are also constant Buddha chanting, as if there is a great power of the monk, persuading him to return to the shore, but there is no trouble on the other side, or is it just to forget the trouble.
Then he would rather never forget it, worrying about karma, that is another kind of satisfaction, even if it is this satisfaction, to make him sink forever!
"Confucianism, heaven and earth set their hearts, the people set their lives, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations," Yu Zhen shouted: "Can you stop my great wish?!"