Chapter 325 There is no way forward (one more update)
Almost a stick of incense later.
A simple courtyard appeared in front of the two people as the light of the relic surged.
The door of the courtyard has been decayed by time. Looking from the outside, you can directly see the inside of the courtyard.
Only simple stone tables and benches are displayed, and there is no luxury like the leaders of the Cangwu Sect and Tianqi Dynasty.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like the residence of the once glorious Zen Master Jishi of Kuruo Temple.
But Kong Xian’s memory was absolutely correct. He could see clearly in the illusion of the inner world. This was indeed the place where Zen Master Jishi sat in meditation.
He took two quick steps, walked in front of Cong Yun, and entered the courtyard first.
Half a day has passed since they entered the Kuruo Temple.
It seems that apart from the black mist, there is no other particularly fatal danger, which confirms Kong Xi's speculation that the culprit may have escaped from this place through the identity of the old prince.
That's why he is so bold.
Cang! The wooden door in the house turned into sawdust and scattered on the floor when Kong Ji's palm touched it lightly.
Kong Ji and Cong Yun were not polite and walked into the house one after another.
There is no bed in the house, only a stone seat, which has been dented by people sitting cross-legged for many years.
I think it was left behind because Zen Master Jishi often meditated on that stone seat.
The four walls of the house are lined with bookshelves, which contain Buddhist scriptures carved on bamboo slips.
Most of it has rotted.
Kong Jin walked to one of the bookshelves and tentatively picked up one of the volumes.
As soon as the palm of his hand touched the bamboo slip, it turned into powder in Kong Ji's hand.
Seeing this scene, Cong Yun was heartbroken and quickly stopped him: "Donor Kong, please don't touch them again. These are precious Buddhist classics. The young monks are all going to take them back to Yunmo."
These bamboo slips were worthless to Kong Ji, but they were regarded as treasures to Congyun.
"Got it!" Kong Zhi relaxed his shoulders indifferently and glanced around the bookshelves with his imaginary vision. After confirming that there was nothing he was looking for, he moved his eyes towards the quilt. Zen Master Jishi sat down on the sunken stone seat.
In the illusion of Ji Yuan, Zen Master Jishi sat there and responded to his question.
"Maybe we can find something." Kong Ji rolled his eyes and began to walk towards the stone seat.
As for Congyun, he used magic spells to consolidate the bamboo slips that were about to collapse and carefully put them into his storage bag.
Kong Zhen glanced at the monk and didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he leaned over the stone seat and lightly touched the stone seat itself with his fingers.
The surface of the stone seat is rough, giving the impression that it is an ordinary stone.
Waiting for him to take his arm back.
“Om Mani Padme Moo”
Bursts of Sanskrit sounds suddenly echoed in Kong Chi’s ears.
That kind of Sanskrit sound was different from the malicious Buddhist sound that Kong Zhi heard on the stone steps outside the main hall of Kuruo Temple.
As soon as the sound resounded, Kong Ji's mind cleared up, and his consciousness was like a clear spring blowing by, giving him a sense of clarity.
Even Kong Geng’s five senses were much sharper at this moment.
“It can consolidate the consciousness and soul, a good thing!” Kong Ji’s eyes immediately brightened.
If he had had this stone platform to help him before being dragged into the illusion, he would not have been able to get there at all.
“Even an ordinary stone will become a spiritual object if it has been sitting in meditation for hundreds of years when Zen Master Jishi was planted as a holy monk, and it was influenced by the sound of Buddha every day.”
Just when Kong Ji was When he was about to put this first treasure he got from Kuruo Temple into his pocket.
I don’t know when Cong Yun walked up to the stone platform. A pair of bright eyes looked at Kong Zhi, causing him to subconsciously stop his movement of lifting the stone platform.
“What are you doing!” Kong Jiang glanced at the fair-weather monk angrily.
“This stone already has Buddha nature. I wonder if Donor Kong can part with me.” Congyun said the name of Buddha and asked Kong Xian with a sincere expression.
Kong Ji narrowed his eyes, he was obviously unwilling.
However, when he thought about the chance target of his trip, the Xuanwu Furnace, after hesitating for a moment, he still nodded and motioned to take it away from Yun.
However, he was not the one who suffered a loss. He added: "You, the monk, can't snatch the next spiritual object from me."
" Donor Kong, don't worry, as long as it's not a Buddhist I don’t want anything like that.” Cong Yun fell into the trap, and after replying to Kong Ji very seriously, he quickly took the stone seat away.
Originally it was just a simple distribution of spiritual objects.
Neither Kong Xian nor Cong Yun cared too much.
After Congyun put away the stone seat, the two of them were about to get up and leave this position.
The light of the relic Cong Yun held in his hand suddenly shone on the floor under the stone seat.
The words were faintly visible on the originally ordinary floor.
But after Cong Yun stood up, the writing quickly disappeared as the brilliance of the relic faded.
That clue is fleeting and ordinary people may not notice it.
Unexpectedly, Kong Ji kept his virtual vision open, and immediately caught the abnormality keenly, and blurted out one word to stop Cong Yun from leaving: "Slow!"
Cong Yun's body suddenly froze. , and gave Kong Zhen a questioning look.
The latter did not respond, squatted down again, waved to Cong Yun, and motioned for him to lean down as well.
Congyun was very cooperative.
As he lowered his body, the light of the relic in his hand hit the floor again.
The light reflected the clouds, and five iron-painted silver hooks, each with vigorous writing, appeared in their field of vision.
The five simple words "There is no way forward" are affected by the emotions of the writer. Even though time has passed, Kong Jiang can still taste the writer's confusion and sadness from the lines.
“The relics can get rid of illusions, and we can indeed see many hidden clues.” Kong Jiang couldn’t help but sigh.
"There is no way forward. What do you mean by these five words?" Cong Yun silently recited the five words and cast a questioning look at Kong Jiang.
I understand the literal meaning, but when it appears here, I don’t understand the position where Zen Master Jishi sits in meditation.
Other than Zen Master Jishi, he couldn’t think of anyone else who could leave a mark here.
“Look at the emotion revealed in this word. I am afraid that Zen Master Jishi has encountered some unsolvable confusion.” Kong Zhi was thinking in his eyes and expressed his speculation: “Such a enlightenment Even eminent monks sometimes get confused?”
Congyun smiled meaningfully and said this: “The more eminent a monk is, the more confusions ordinary people can’t understand.”
Kong Ji glanced at Cong Yun's baby face in surprise. After a moment of silence, he nodded in agreement: "Yes!"
"But the handwriting was obviously deliberately hidden. If it weren't for the relic, Son, we probably won’t be able to find it.”
“Why did the instigator hide these writings?”
“Could it be related to the truth about Kuruo Temple?”
Kong Ji has a quick mind, and his words were unintentional, but they reminded Cong Yun.
His expression immediately became solemn, and he looked at the five handwritings and fell into deep thought.
"You said..." Cong Yun actually did not call Kong Jin his donor, and directly used the word "you" instead.
“Did Zen Master Jishi notice anything before the incident happened?”
“These five words were written by him before the incident happened.”
"It's quite possible!" Kong Xian looked deeply at the monk and said, "It is said that Zen Master Jishi has peered into the highest realm. His soul is probably connected with heaven and earth. He should be able to understand things around him. "Guanghuo."
"Since he was aware of it, why didn't he ask for help from the royal family?" Cong Yun felt confused about this.
“The emperor of the Tianqi royal family at that time and Zen Master Jishi were good friends, and it was impossible for them to stand by.”
“Perhaps he thought there was little hope of seeking help.”
< br>"After all, he has written that there is no way out, it must be an unsolvable situation."
Kong Xian pointed to the writing on the ground and speculated: "It is impossible to drag down other people, so simply So I carried it alone.”
The death of the old prince proved Kong Ji's conclusion in disguise.
Obviously the old prince was just an outsider. He died here just because he came to the Kuruo Temple.
Faced with Kong Ji’s speculation, Cong Yun was also speechless.
However, one after another clues surfaced, making Kong Jiang feel deep pressure.
The old prince, Zen Master Jishi, and the two masters all confessed to the incident.
The consequences of the truth about Kuruo Temple are probably beyond their ability to bear.
“Monk, let’s end this trip here.” After a long silence, Kong Ji raised his head and looked at Cong Yun, with a serious expression on his face and persuaded: “Don’t drag the little Leiyin Temple into it.”< br>
Kuruo Temple can be wiped out by the culprit silently, so Little Leiyin Temple may not be able to withstand the cause and effect.
Kong Jin’s words come from the heart.
Similarly, he doesn't want to get involved.
Kong Jiang had already prepared a lot of rhetoric to persuade Cong Yun.
Who would have thought that after hearing what he said, Congyun actually agreed without thinking, and replied happily: "What you said makes sense!"
This is all Kong Ji was stunned and looked at Cong Yun a few more times.
The latter blinked at Kong Ji and showed an innocent expression: "Donor Kong, what do you think I am doing!"
"It's nothing, I just think you are just following your advice. I If Brother Shangguan is half as tactful as you, he won't give me a headache." Kong Xian sighed with emotion.
Now that Cong Yun has answered, I listened to Kong Jiang’s suggestion.
Then there is no need for the two of them to continue investigating.
But now that he has come to Kuruo Temple, Kong Jiang must take the opportunity of this trip before leaving.
With the protection of Master Puhui’s relics, Kong Ji can also save a lot of trouble.
Immediately told Congyun what he thought, and the young monk agreed very happily: "I know that Donor Kong came to Kuruo Temple for a reason. Just tell me where you want to go, and the monk will accompany you. Just take a trip.”
"Go to the alchemy room!" A smile flashed across Kong Ji's face.
The opportunity to visit Kuruo Temple this time came from the Xuanwu Furnace, so this opportunity must go to the alchemy room.
Fortunately, Congyun was quite familiar with Kuruo Temple, and Kong Ji also roughly knew the location of the alchemy room because of the illusion of Ji Yuan.
After Congyun took away all the Buddhist classics on the bookshelf, the two of them hurriedly left the courtyard of Zen Master Jishi.
The moment the two of them left the courtyard of Zen Master Jishi.
Phew! A breeze suddenly flowed into the room from outside the door, blowing past the five handwritings illuminated by the relics under the stone seat.
The five writings carved on the floor were covered up again.
It's like it never appeared.
Kong Ji and Cong Yun don’t know this anymore. They have already gone to the alchemy room of Kuruo Temple based on their respective memories.
I was dragged out by a few hair boys to eat and drink all day long.
I was thinking about code words all the time I was eating, and I couldn’t feel comfortable eating.
Originally they were going to sing, but I didn’t have the energy to go there, so I rushed back to code.
There is another update, although it is late, I finally caught up
(End of this chapter)
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