Chapter 1643 Asking for Silence
Jiang Cheng even heard the sound of the door being pushed a little, but the sound stopped the next second.
A few shadows were clearly left on the door paper under the candlelight. The fat man swallowed hard. He felt that there were some sinister eyes looking in at the damaged areas of the door paper. look.
"Let's go and search elsewhere. They won't be able to run far." After a while, the figures dispersed.
Because of the lesson learned from being fished last time, Jiang Cheng did not move this time until those figures walked away.
"It's okay." The abbot's voice sounded again. It was not loud, but it was full of a rare sense of gravity.
“Are you Abbot Fuji?” Ye Qiutang didn’t have stage fright, but staying in the dark for a long time, facing unknown people, made her feel very uncomfortable, and she subconsciously wanted to ignite Candle in hand.
"Amitabha, he is a poor monk." The abbot's voice came faintly from not far ahead, "This donor, please don't light candles. Those people outside have not gone far."< br>
Ye Qiutang was stunned for a moment, "Can you see the movements in my hands?"
I heard from Jiang Cheng that the abbot was a blind man and his two eyes were gouged out. Ye Qiutang didn't know what to do for a while. Know who to trust.
"Haha, this night is all nonsense. The poor monk who is blind can see more clearly." The abbot slowly chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha."
"Master, little master Huiqing They came to see us tonight, but unfortunately we couldn't save the person. After killing the person, the monks sacrificed the person as a two-legged sheep to the Bodhisattva." Jiang Cheng described the experience of the Merit Hall as simply as possible.
“Alas——” the abbot sighed, “These are all poor monks with weak Dharma, unable to restrain my disciples.”
The conversation changed and the abbot’s tone towards the three people in Jiangcheng was changed. Suddenly he became solemn, "Donor Jiang, I have said everything I should have said to you before. Now that the evil thoughts have arisen, all the people in the world are about to face a disaster." There is a catastrophe, and you, the donor, just happened to come to our Buddhist temple at this moment. This is because of my Buddha’s mercy, and the donor has a deep relationship with Buddha. All of this is inevitable. I hope that the donor will put the world’s common people first and help my Buddhist temple to overcome this crisis. Catastrophe. "
"According to the poor monk's inference, tonight is the deadline. If it fails, it will be doomed!"
The abbot's voice even took on a hint of pathos at the end.
"Master, I am willing to help, but how should I do it?" Whether to help and how to help will be discussed later. Jiang Cheng now wants to know what the old monk wants him to do.
"Amitabha, you are so good. The donor cares about the common people, and the poor monk admires it." The abbot repeated these words, which made Jiang Cheng upset. "As for the method, the poor monk already informed the donor last night. I don't know the donor." How are you thinking?"
When he thought that the other party was still thinking about his eyes, Jiang Cheng felt very uncomfortable, "Big Master, is there no other way?”
“Amitabha, it seems that the donor still can’t believe me. The poor monk has told the donor that this night is a night of illusion, and everyone the donor sees this night is also. For a delusional person, leaving such eyes will only cause the donor to fall into a delusional state and increase his delusional thoughts. Only by cutting off the root of this trouble can the donor have the opportunity to get rid of it completely. "
The fat man's hand moved toward Jiang Cheng, grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and squeezed it twice. Jiang Cheng knew what the fat man meant, and he suspected that the abbot was unreliable.
The same goes for Ye Qiutang, she also lacks trust in the abbot hiding in the darkness.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng seemed to have figured it out, "Okay, then let me ask again, can it be done by just me, or should all of us do it?"
" Just one donor is enough." The abbot answered simply.
"Why? Don't they need to escape from the realm of illusion?" Jiang Cheng seemed to have found the abbot's flaw.
"Amitabha, the donor is different from them." After a pause, the abbot's tone was a little more subtle when he spoke again, "Don't the donor himself not know what is special about him?"
Hearing this, the fat man clutched his hand. Jiang Cheng's hand tightened. Fatty knew that Jiang Cheng was Zero and that he was brought back from another world by the old president.
This sentence seemed to touch Jiang Cheng, and he no longer hesitated, "Abbot, what do I need to do? Can I just dig out my eyes?"
"Donor, come forward. . ”
The three people from Jiang Cheng stepped forward at the same time, holding each other’s hands as if they were one body.
"Come forward again."
After several times, the abbot asked Jiang Cheng to stop, but at this moment the abbot's voice was very close.
According to the abbot's request, Jiang Cheng let go of one hand. He chose to let go of Ye Qiutang, and then used that hand to touch the darkness ahead. Soon, he touched a heavy stone table. There is also a wooden box on the stone table.
"Inside the box is the temple's treasure, the purple gold alms bowl. The donor can just put his eyes in it."
"This thing is very mysterious and can break the universe and ignore it. As time goes by, things from different dynasties are passed down,” the abbot said with emotion, “And Huicong was knocked down by senior brother with this thing, so he was able to seal it.”
Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that the abbot had mentioned something before, and the elder brother hugged Hui Cong's lap with tears in his eyes. When he was not prepared, he took out an alms bowl from his arms and knocked Hui Cong unconscious. Unexpectedly, it was this treasure in front of him.
But what Jiang Cheng cares more about is the abbot's description of this object. It can break the universe. The four directions are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. The word "zhouyu" is the ancient people's name and understanding of time and space.
The following sentence is even more powerful when it comes to ignoring the changes of time and conveying things from different dynasties. Jiang Cheng’s understanding is that there may be things in this alms bowl that do not belong to this time and space. For example, he can find a mobile phone in it. A watch, in other words, he can also put things in it and send it to another world.
“Another world!”
Jiang Cheng was suddenly stunned. He instantly thought of Li Bai Yao, Shun Yu, and Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng.
Could it be that these people were scattered to different time and space?
Could it be...could it be that this purple golden bowl is the intersection of three times and spaces, and people in the other two worlds are in urgent need of his help at this moment?
The next second Jiang Cheng slowly calmed himself down, but this didn’t make sense. After all, he could understand that the other two teams needed something else, but they needed his eyes. This was too strange. Bar.
Jiang Cheng raised his head calmly and looked towards the direction from which the voice came in the darkness, "Master, is it that simple?"
"Before this, the donor still needs to face the Buddha. You need to bow three times in total in the direction, and you must perform a big salute, and you must shout devoutly every time.”
"What are you shouting for?" Jiang Cheng asked.
“Become a Buddha!”
“Where is the Buddha statue? How can I bow to you?”
“Amitabha, this does not require the donor to bother, the Buddha statue is behind the poor monk. The donor can just bow to the poor monk." (End of this chapter)