Eight hundred and fortieth chapters something is wrong
Song Sanxi understood that Sakyamuni Saint Yehenalati was the manager here and had supreme authority.
He was very clear about his past life.
Therefore, he has no objection.
After washing and tidying up with Sarana, they went to the outer castle together to ask Yehenala for instructions.
At this time, Yehenalati was doing morning lessons in her prayer room.
The guards outside the door wouldn't let the two people in.
Yehenalati's chanting voice was low and melodious, with a charming murmur that made people intoxicated.
This is the real Buddhist Zen language, which is more comfortable to listen to than what you hear in TV series or something like that.
From time to time, there is the sound of gentle beating of sutra drums, which is like a line of mountain snow and water hitting a deep pool, which is very ethereal.
Song Sanxi understood that every time he finished reciting a small chapter, he would be hit once.
As a rule, morning classes, afternoon classes and evening classes each have ten small chapters.
He and Sarana waited quietly outside the door.
Listening to this moving sutra is also a kind of enjoyment.
Sarana was beside him, smelling his faint tobacco scent, and was very intoxicated.
The princess's heart was also in turmoil, and she couldn't calm down to listen to her aunt's chanting.
Her mind was filled with Brother Sanxi, all memories, all expectations...
After a while, she became a little impatient and said softly: "Professor Song, how about we go to the Sakyamuni Temple at the back to worship Buddha first? Come back later?"
Song Sanxi actually agreed.
Because looking at this, Yehenalati still has to attend morning classes for a long time!
Yehenalati, the saintly daughter of the Sakyamuni family, lived a miserable life indeed.
So, when he and Sarana left Sakya Castle, they were naturally accompanied by tight security.
The group of people bypassed the castle, instead of going to the villa and villa in the reception area, and went to the Sakyamuni Temple behind the castle.
Once there, the Buddha's intention became even stronger.
Under the huge bodhi tree is a low-key and glorious temple, with a pure Buddhist style of more than 2,000 years ago.
Huge strips of stone, with alternating colors of light and dark, were built from scratch to form a tall and magnificent temple.
The bodhi tree is said to be five thousand years old and has a waist circumference of at least twenty meters.
Towering and strong, extremely spectacular.
Under it, the holy temple looks a bit small.
But when people arrive in front of the holy temple, they appear much smaller.
This holy temple is actually an ancestral-style building.
Front and rear doors, no door panels.
Entering, in the center is a six-meter-tall Buddha statue.
Carved from a single piece of jade.
It is said that this jade stone came down from the Holy Peak of the Himalayas in an avalanche on the day when Sakyamuni Buddha was enthroned.
Therefore, it took later generations a hundred years to polish such a jade statue.
It is made according to the true appearance of Sakyamuni Buddha.
Lifelike, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, solemn and precious appearance.
It's just that she looks a little thin, but also very round.
Standing in front of the Buddha, you can feel his eyes scanning you with the light of kindness, as if he can see through your heart.
In fact, it is just a Buddha statue, but it already has a spiritual power.
In front of the Buddha, there is an incense stand with pure Buddhist sandalwood still burning, and the scent is refreshing and intoxicating.
Sarana was still a little excited when she came here.
She and Song Sanxi each offered a stick of incense, and she was still making a wish!
Song Sanxi didn't, it was just a tribute to the philosophical sages.
Later, Sarana told him proudly, "Professor Song, this is my ancestor! The glory of the Sakyamuni clan started with him! And I am his 100th generation descendant. During the days of house arrest, I saw
He feels that he is not aggrieved."
Song Sanxi nodded with a smile, "The Sakyamuni family is one of the most ancient families in the world. This is the power of spiritual belief, allowing you to have a better spiritual experience. This is where your great ancestor was born.
place, you know, right?”
"Well, yes! At that time, his mother gave birth to him at the location of the Buddha statue under the bodhi tree. Therefore, the statue of the Sakyamuni family was also erected on the same spot. The so-called, born here
,Return to this!"
Song Sanxi nodded, "That's the truth. This is his hometown. And behind it, is his grave, right?"
As he said that, he glanced towards the back door of the temple.
Indeed, we can see a huge granite tomb, round in shape.
The vegetation on the tomb is extremely lush, thanks to the abundant sunshine here.
"Well, yes! After the ancestor passed away, he was cremated and buried. His ashes and some of his clothes were buried inside. Of course, his wife was also inside. Some of the remaining relics, such as finger bones
And so on, some are still in the scripture room, some were given away in history, and you also have a few in the East."
"Yes. Last night, I saw some relics. The relics of the enlightened ones are as crystal clear as white jade, which is quite remarkable."
Sarana nodded, remembered something, and said: "The best Buddha bone relic is the thumb bone of the left hand. Unfortunately, it was taken away by the Risang people during the Second World War, and they still don't admit it. Now, they don't have it."
You're back! The Risang people are quite hateful."
Song Sanxi said: "This kind of behavior is equivalent to robbing other people's ancestral graves and robbing the corpses. It doesn't matter if you don't mention it. Some things that belong to you can never be taken away. They will come back to you no matter what."
Sarana's face turned rosy and she was a little excited, "Brother Sanxi, you still came to see me..."
Song Sanxi's face heated up and she whispered: "Your Royal Highness, this is a holy temple. Isn't it inappropriate to say this in front of your ancestor?"
"The ancestor's disciple Micah Huanxi Buddha also said that love is the most beautiful and most painful practice in the world..."
"Eh? There's something wrong with you, girl..."
"Hehe..." Sarana smiled happily, thinking to herself, Brother Sanxi, something is wrong with me, I am so happy!
"Let's go back. By this time, Saint Yehenalati's morning classes should have ended..."
As Song Sanxi said this, he turned around and saw Cang Kongjing, accompanied by Lu Lupi, coming to worship Buddha.
Lulupi was very happy to see his niece Sarana.
Sarana was very polite, called Uncle Lulupi, and hurried forward to greet him.
Lu Lupi also greeted Song Sanxi with a smile and said good morning.
Song Sanxi should naturally come next.
Lu Lupi also introduced Cangkong Well to Song Sanxi and Sarana.
Cangkongjing has the flavor of a Risang woman, with a clear voice, gentle bow and polite words, and her words are very pleasant to the ears.
"My little lady has met Professor Song and Princess Sarana. Please take care of me!"
She is also a good person, and she speaks authentic Aindian, and she speaks it very well.
Song Sanxi and Sarana were of course polite and planned to leave.
In her heart, Sarana did not like the Risang people who stole the remains of their ancestors.
Therefore, she was unwilling to stay in Dali for a long time.
Even if this woman named Sozora Yoko is a philanthropist or something, she doesn't like her very much.
Song Sanxi just felt that this woman was not simple, but she didn't notice anything wrong now.
As soon as they left, Lulupi naturally accompanied Cang Kongjing to worship Buddha.
However, before Song Sanxi and Sarana had gone ten meters, Lulupi exclaimed: "Ah! Miss Cangkong, what's wrong with you?"
Song Sanxi and Sarana turned around and found that Cangkong Well was crumbling in front of the Buddha statue.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she was sweating on her forehead. She covered her stomach with one hand and said painfully: "My stomach hurts, it hurts..."
Then, he fainted directly.
This shocked Lulupi, and he quickly asked the accompanying female bodyguard to help her up and carry her back to the reception villa...