Chapter 283: Lucky words of concern! (Part 1)
This time the wind brought more and more news, and the places in the temple where the wind could not pass were getting bigger and bigger.
The Sutra Master had no troubles in his mind and acted calmly. Only this time, he heard countless bloody stories in the sound of the wind and smelled the smell of blood that was about to cover the earth.
This is the ceremony they performed for the enthronement ceremony of "Supreme Hutuktu". Countless blood should be seen - this is what Feng told him, but it has nothing to do with him. , even the enthronement ceremony of the "Presiding Dharma King" of their own temple must be undercurrent, let alone the "Supreme Hutuktu" of the "Temple of the Origin of All Dharmas"?
That’s all it should be!
It was impossible for him to get involved. He had always been a monk who kept aloof from the world. Here, the Sutra Master packed up his many affairs, arranged his monk's clothes, and walked out of the hall barefoot without anyone stopping him. Looking at him, although everyone is the one who asked the questions, they have made an oath and there is no way they will leak out all the questions. Moreover, the monk in red clothes does not live outside, he lives in the temple. "Monk Official".
His "original master" is now the Great Buddha of Sutras in the temple. He is the head and leading master of the Sutras courtyard. No one will embarrass such a Sutras monk.
The master in red clothes walked in the temple. He walked very carefully, neither looking nor listening too much, and he never went to dark places without lights.
Even on the road, when someone called out his name, "Master Liao Qing," he would treat it as ignorant, deaf and dumb, and would not pay attention.
He just lowered his head and walked past the masters who were hiding in the darkness or standing in the light and calling his name. Zhixun was completely invisible. When the other masters saw him like this, they didn't say much. Everyone knew that this master, Ling Qing Sutra, looked like this.
It also illuminated Qing Jing Lun Monk's face, as well as his dull eyes and pursed mouth.
Along the way, Monk Liao Qingjing came to an alley without lights. Although it was said to be quite remote, there were not many people there.
Over time, no one took it seriously.
That short door is the mouth of this ancient human-headed corpse!
An ancient butter lamp was lit.
The entire small temple is extremely low and solemn, and I don’t know why. When ordinary people look at it, they feel uncomfortable and depressed, and feel as if they are overwhelmed by the main hall. Master Liao Qing walked in and sat down. In front of the only altar table in this hall.
"Bang!"
For a sutra monk, for a red monk, for a "monk official" and a disciple of the Buddha, there should be no slightest contempt.
From beginning to end, the red-clothed Buddhist monk remained indifferent. At the end of the alley, there was a small temple. The door of this main hall is only big enough for one person to come in and out. There are hanging curtains everywhere. These curtains are not the same as the prayer flags and curtains that Lu Feng has seen. These "sutra curtains" look more like Hair - this hall is an ancient human head, and these sutra curtains are the hair of this ancient human head.
The mouth of this sutra guru is an abnormal dark purple color, and his eyebrows are very thick.
It's one thing to not take it seriously. The next time you see your guru, you still have to call him.
A little spark appears.
“Stab it!”
This is the rule.
Lowering his head, the monk in red followed the open mouth and walked in. The entire temple was dark and had a "castor" smell.
He carefully picked up the silver fire starter hanging around his neck and lit the oil lamp in his hand!
In the dark.
The butter lamp was in his palm, emitting a faint yellow light and looking unremarkable.
But Monk Liao Qingjing Lun, who has always been cautious, has never been afraid of this place. The surrounding walls exuded an ancient smell brought by the years. Following this reassuring smell, Monk Liao Qingjing came to the place where he "lived".
Here, a lot of wind poured in, and more and more of it filled his ears. Monk Liaoqing Sutra listened intently, listening to all these sounds in his ears. "Chirping", talking about all these behaviors, in front of him, there is no statue of God on the altar table, and there are no murals around him. In front of him, on the chopping board of the altar table, there are actually A "Golden Mask"!
Not only based on the craftsmanship of the current prairie, but also from the perspective of the skilled craftsmen of Tubo, Central Asia, Tang and Song Dynasties at their peak, this golden mask as thin as a cicada's wings can also be regarded as "ingenious"!
This is one of the masterpieces of the "Prairie Witch Cult".
Liao Qing Jing Lun Monk looked at the alley in front of him. He walked along this path alone. He walked into the narrow alley without even turning around. I don’t know why this road was so strange. It looked very strange to others. It's terrifying. If you encounter an attack here, you won't even have a chance to turn around and escape.
This golden mask shows no joy, anger, sorrow or joy. It looks like the "gaze of the gods". The gods from above are using this thing as "self", overlooking the world, and more The important thing is that this "mask of the gods" is hidden in the darkness. Under it, there are colorful robes and armor. But in addition to the colorful robes and armor, there are also magic weapons hanging on it. mirror!
In this way, a "mask of gods" seems to be alive.
Even the red-robed sutra monk couldn't tell whether there was really something supporting the "mask" in the robe and armor.
He didn’t dare.
And on the offering table under this object is a stick.
No one else would believe it, but this stick is the most noble thing in this temple.
On the top of this object, there are traces of blood, which have long since dried up, showing a dirty black color.
This is also extremely rare.
There should be blood on it!
If there is blood, it is unlucky and unlucky!
This is why the old man asked Ganing Renton Tashi whether he wanted to kill Yongzhen "at the sight of blood" or "kill without seeing blood"!
The "Prairie Witch Cult" believes that human blood contains the most important things about people.
In those days, even if the princes touched the evil scales of those in power, those in power would still choose to kill without sight!
Being killed alive, showing no spirit.
In the view of the wizards of the "Prairie Witch Cult", the most vicious curse will be released through the opponent's blood, and the most important thing in the opponent's body will be dissipated between heaven and earth! Teach them that they can never rest.
And around this stick.
There are several "Weng Gun".
The "Weng Gong" made of wood has blood flowing from the inside out all the time.
The blood flows on the ground, but it does not pollute the ground.
All this blood was swallowed up by an invisible mouth.
Master Liao Qing turned out to be a "Lai Qing/Lai Qing" - a monk who studied "Prairie Witchcraft" on top of Buddhism. This kind of monk is called "Lai Qing" "Zhaju holds all things in this temple. This temple is like a gluttonous mouth, swallowing up all things close to it.
No matter what "weird" things are, traces of them can be seen in the temple.
Master Liao Qing sat cross-legged in his seat, listening to the increasingly chaotic sounds of the wind. These winds suddenly chirped and told him that there were some extra "winds" in today's wind, which was very interesting. Hate.
The sutra commentator monk in red is like a rock in the esoteric realm, unmoving for thousands of years.
In the esoteric realm, wind and wind are not exactly the same. At least among them, Bodhisattva's "Wind Horse", "Wind God Tower Lonabha" and "Wind" are all called wind, but they are not things of wind.
Among them, the entire tantric realm, where there are monks, is the place where the Great Sun Tathagata shines, and the place where the Buddha Dharma covers the sun. All the winds are "Bodhisattva's wind horses" ”, is the “messenger of Buddhism”.
"Wind God Tower Lonabao" is a god of witchcraft who can be exiled. He was exiled into the "no man's land" with "Master Hutuktu, the Master of Life".
The wind that can deliver messages to the monk in red is the wind.
At least for Qing Jing Lun Monk, this "wind" is an "elf", the earliest existence between heaven and earth.
‘After other monks entered the temple, a different kind of wind came in. ’
The monk Liao Qingjing closed the door of the temple and sat alone in the darkness.
Maybe it wasn't just the wind that came in, but something else wanted to come in and see what was in the temple where he was, but the "silent" charm wanted to penetrate outside the door, but it didn't stop Unfortunately, everything stopped before he could get in.
Even the wind stopped for a moment for some reason!
Then the scraping started even more violently!
The wind blew outside, bringing in a lot of bloody smell.
The most precious thing in the blood was swept in by the wind, and slowly fell on the mirror under the mask, repairing the "shattering" of the mirror itself.
Master Liao Qing calmly took a look at the mirror and saw countless "severe things" reflected in those mirrors!
Among them, there were even a few "severe ones" with very different expressions, but he wanted to look again. The "mask" suddenly lowered its head and looked directly at the monk in red.
The monk in red robes lowered his head and stopped looking.
But in his ears, the sound of wind came again. This time the wind told him that another monk was coming, but the strange thing was that these winds kept mentioning the monk this time. The remnants of "Ganye Temple".
This remnant is not the title that the monk in red clothes put on that guru.
He is not qualified to give the title of "remnant" to a monk with the lineage of "Kutuktu" throne.
The fact that the monk who commented on the Qing Jing did not speak does not mean that he does not know some secrets. There are traces of the "Ganye Temple" left in Zhaju Temple.
This theory of remnants comes from the "witchcraft families" who entered the temple near the "dragon vent mountain pass" and the "big glacier".
The "Witch Family" is the one who hates the "Ganye Temple" the most.
But for this reason, this monk in red clothes who "hears all directions" really doesn't know!
Monk Liao Qing Jing closed his eyes. This time, something outside came to disturb him, but it could not affect him.
"Weng Gun's" blood is still flowing slowly. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with him. He only needs to be careful during the next enthronement ceremony of "Supreme Hutuktu" , all kinds of things that may happen!
The winds were still talking, and they told the monk in red that just now, more than one "Li Gui" entered the temple.
The wind also brought news, coming from the "Danjur" and "Gangjur" halls. Neither of these two places have been completely built yet.
The presiding Dharma King gave the Dharma words. In order to welcome his sutra master and his masters, he brought the "Lotus Treasure" from the "Lianhua Qinzao Dharma Temple" in the "Liu Zhuzhu Snow Mountain". Juben Temple built two main halls in the temple to commemorate it.
But even in such a unique place, "Li Gui" unexpectedly stepped inside.
Feeling all these incredible things, Monk Liao Qing Jing finally frowned.
If you go too far against common sense, you will definitely be in trouble!
He did not speak, but raised his head again and looked at the mask, wanting the mask to give him some reminder!
This time, on top of the broken mirrors of the mask, it seemed that in the darkness, a large amount of flesh and blood gradually grew out, spreading out from the armor and robes, as if to look along that The missing "spine" forms the appearance of this complete "mask" - "mirror" - "armor".
From all kinds of "death", come back to "life" again.
A strange rhyme emanated from the darkness of this robe, but the strange thing was that the strange artifact that was "stained" with "killing at the sight of blood" just fell there, unmoved.
After the recovery of this "mask" reached a certain level, the darkness and flesh began to shrink.
No more reaction.
Seeing this scene, the monk in red could not help but feel a flash of disappointment.
There was finally a flaw in his calm expression.
‘Still unable to do it? ’
‘There will be thunder but no rain. ’
‘There is something strange in the temple. Why, why, it still can’t be revived? ’
The monks who commented on the Qing Jing could not understand the mystery.
So he could only wait.
Fortunately, as the master of the "fourth level", he is neither a "reincarnated Buddha" nor a "Hubilhan". He can wait here for a long time.
But the sand of the Ganges disappears in an instant.
Thinking of this, Monk Liao Qing Jing picked up the scriptures around him and began to "confess" devoutly in the darkness. He sat alone in the darkness and disappeared into the darkness. It was as if he was a member of the darkness.
Lu Feng also did the same thing, but at this moment, Lu Feng walked out of the darkness. He looked at the door of the monastery that opened at an unknown time with clear eyes, but did not speak.
He just walked out of the monastery, and just now, in his last "phantom", he saw a lion.
It was watching him from outside, waiting for him to finish practicing!
Lu Feng originally had no intention of paying attention to this, but it was different now. He knew that he had come out of this "illusion" and that his "Human Skin Ancient Scroll" was no longer there. It means to continue blessing, so Lu Feng can see that it is not a lie, this may be the guidance of the real "Treasure King". When Zhi Lufeng thinks of this, although he has no regrets, he still remembers-those are the three treasures. , Lu Feng saw one or two, but did not see the third one.
Zhiwu didn’t know where the third one had gone.
Lu Feng walked out of the monastery and looked at the dark alley outside, knowing that he had arrived at the place he was guided to.
All he has to do now is watch.
Look at the Bodhisattva, what do you want him to see and understand!
(End of this chapter)