Chapter 472: Sanskrit Sound (Actually, this chapter is 3k words)
Because I wanted to speed up my journey, I traveled half the distance today than yesterday. The deeper we went into the Great Rift Valley, the more lush the vegetation became.
This is not good news.
The plants growing below are all shade-loving plants. The more lush they grow, the darker and colder the yin energy is. They are approaching the gate of hell step by step.
On this day, it was still the same as yesterday. I found a good place to spend the night before dark, finished dinner in advance, and then waited for night to fall.
Those terrible movements last night were heard again tonight.
Boom!
The sound of the chains became louder.
The sound of gnawing in the dark night became more and more urgent.
Soon afterwards, those life-threatening Sanskrit sounds last night sounded again in the dark night. Jin An stood up suddenly, preparing to go out to explore the source of those life-threatening Sanskrit sounds.
Seeing that Jin An was about to go out, Mr. Yiyun offered to accompany him. Jin An was not pretentious and planned to make a quick decision, so he told Ai Yi Maimai and the others not to let down their guard, and they hurried out.
As soon as the two of them went out, they first looked around cautiously.
It was dark all around, and there was no movement in the night. People have five senses. In addition to vision, they also have hearing, smell, taste, and touch. The two of them let go of their consciousness and listened carefully to the goings-on around them.
Creak!
Creak!
It was like the sound of something moving on the dilapidated wooden plank road, and then there was a rolling sound on the plank road, which sounded like the rolling sound of stones or human heads.
A strange sound was approaching the two of them.
When it was about ten feet away, the strange noise suddenly stopped and the plank road returned to calm.
After waiting quietly for a while, it was still silent and dead on the other side of the plank road. Jin An's eyes were piercing, his vigorous body broke through the night, and he took the initiative to attack.
But when he rushed onto the plank road, there was nothing on the dilapidated plank road. He was also very brave, so he jumped over and grabbed the iron chain under the board with his left hand. He was hanging under the plank road with a stern look on his face.
Not afraid of the weird atmosphere here.
There was nothing unusual under the plank road.
He stared at the dark plank road for a long time, and then turned back to the plank road with a stern expression.
Seeing Jin An return safely, Master Yiyun looked at him: "Didn't you find it?"
Jin An said coldly: "It's just a few wisps of shady Yin energy that confuses people's five senses, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
Mr. Yiyun nodded and did not continue to ask. He changed the subject and said, "I listened carefully just now. Those Sanskrit sounds mainly come from two places. One is the Buddha statue above our heads, and the other is those Buddhist halls."
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The two found the nearest Buddhist hall. There was also no Buddha statue in this Buddhist hall. The hall was empty and had a panoramic view. There was nothing evil hiding in it.
The two of them searched the Buddhist hall carefully without believing in evil, but still found nothing unusual.
But when the two of them were in it, the strange tones of life-seeking Sanskrit chants were chanted every moment. The life-seeking Sanskrit sounds came from every stone pillar, every brick, and every tile in the Buddhist hall.
These desolate, decayed old Buddhist temples are obviously dead objects.
But it seems to be a living creature.
"Obsessive attachment? An old living thing?" Jin An was surprised.
Master Yiyun'e frowned: "What did you think of?"
Jin An looked around the dark and ghostly Buddhist temple: "When I was in the tomb of the ashram, someone once told me that a temple builder instructs the villagers to drive piles to build the temple. As a result, he accidentally hit an ancient
Several villagers were greedy for money and secretly entered the tomb to steal treasures without telling the temple builders. They never returned. Only a bloody villager escaped who had his skin and facial features removed. Only then did the temple builders discover that villagers were driving piles there.
The ancient tomb did not tell him that he took some villagers with strong zodiac signs, strong Yang energy and strong fortunes, and went down to the ancient tomb to save people. As a result, the people were not rescued, but half of them were lost in the tomb.
No matter how you walk, you can't get out of the ancient tomb."
Mr. Yiyun: "What happened next?"
Jin An didn't say anything, and grabbed Master Yiyun's palm. Master Yiyun frowned and pulled his hand away, scolding Jin An for being so disrespectful. Jin An didn't say anything, but wrote on the palm of Master Yiyun's hand, with the fingertips
A light touch brought the tingling sensation of skin-to-skin contact. Young Master Yiyun saw that Jin An's dark eyes were calm and unruffled in the dark night, with no dirty thoughts in them. She continued to let Jin An hold her hand so close to her for the first time.
palm.
Jin An’s first palm writing content
People are listening, and so are ghosts.
He first looked up at the other person, and when he saw the other person nodding, he continued to write a sentence
"The temple builder knew that the problem lay with the tomb itself and not the owner of the tomb. He knelt down and bowed three times to the ancient tomb and promised to kill pigs and sheep every year for worship. Only then did he successfully escape with the villagers."
Mr. Yiyun was thoughtful.
It is not uncommon for some old objects to be associated with evil spirits. For example, the stairs in an old house may have one more step, people often hang themselves in the old locust tree, or the eyes of cats and dogs at home are becoming more and more narrow and human-like.
These have a limited scope of influence, and there are also those that have a larger scope of evil, such as dumpling shops that only appear in midnight alleys, ghost ships that wander on the ocean, and ghost tombs like the one encountered by the temple builders.
Some people say that this is an old object that has become spiritual.
Some people also say that this is a nourishment for the human heart.
Some people say that this is an obsession after death.
There are any explanations.
But one thing is for sure.
There is no shortage of folk stories about old objects coming back to life.
As the old saying goes.
There can be no waves without wind.
Some things do not come out of nowhere.
This was once a Buddhist country, with countless blessings from believers. A large number of monks and believers worshiped and chanted sutras in these Buddhist halls day and night. In addition, this place is also an extremely yin place, and there are too many obsessions and blessings from all living beings.
It is reasonable for these old objects to come back to life one day.
Don't talk about ghosts in the middle of the night. People like to hear it, but ghosts like to hear it even more.
Since there are no evil spirits here, it is just an old object that cannot move or run around. The two of them did not want to cause trouble in this dark night. After safely exiting the temple, they turned to investigate the stone Buddhas carved on the cliffs.
In fact, there are no clues found on these big stone Buddha statues. If there were any clues, Jin An would have discovered them long ago when he was smashing them up during the day.
It seems that whether it is a large stone Buddha statue or a Buddhist temple, they are all old objects that belong to obsessions.
Because the yang energy is strong during the day, it will not cause trouble, and only the yin energy will come out to cause trouble at night.
Jin'an and Mr. Yiyun are both bold masters of art. After staying outside for so long, they have no intention of going back. They want to continue to study the secrets of this Buddhist country in the dark. But at this moment, a fierce force comes from the sky.
It exploded brightly, and blazing thunder tore through the sky, followed by a huge explosion that exploded overhead, with a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.
"It's going to rain. Let's go back to Ayimaimaiti and the others first."
Not long after the two returned to their residence, it rained heavily again.
"What is the obsession with chanting sutras every night in these Buddhist halls and stone Buddhas? Are those Sanskrit sutras really mantras for rain?" Jin An asked Mr. Yiyun while standing in the house hiding from the rain.
Speaking of those Sanskrit chants demanding life, even Mr. Yiyun shook his head solemnly: "Those Sanskrit scriptures are not like known orthodox scriptures, and I have never heard them. I can only know about them unless I find the authentic Buddhist scriptures and leave annotations."
What is the purpose of them chanting sutras every night!"
The heavy rain tonight was still the same as last night, and it stopped soon.
A night of silence.
the next day.
In order to hurry up and explore this Buddhist country as soon as possible, the five people and one bird continued on their way at dawn.
In the next two days, the team encountered no danger, as if all their previous worries were unnecessary.
If there is anything unusual, it is that the deeper you go into the Buddhist Kingdom along the cliff paths on both sides, the more luxuriant the cold plants in the valley become. The valley is already covered with ancient vines and old trees, as well as those inexplicable and terrifying sounds and sounds after nightfall.
The Sanskrit chant sounded louder and louder.
The only good news is that if their direction is correct and they have been going deep into the desert, they have already been deep into the Skyfire Desert for three days.
On this day, they went deeper into the Great Rift Valley. The ancient vegetation and vines they saw along the way were as lush as a primitive jungle. The ancient trees on the cliffs were lush and green, with many musk roots hanging down. The cliffs were covered with green plants. They had already seen
There is no exposed earth and stone, and even the cliff paths, plank roads, and buildings are almost completely covered by the entangled old tree roots, ancient trees, and ancient vines as thick as a human arm.
When people walk on the cliff paths and those suspended plank roads, they feel like they are walking in a heavenly palace, and the scenery is green and magnificent.
At this point, they already needed to cut through thorns before they could move forward.
But there are only two places where no vegetation grows, namely the majestic and huge ancient Buddha statues on the cliff and the Buddhist temple.
There is no longer a Buddhist temple here, but a much grander golden-domed Buddhist temple. Even the buildings along the way have become much more refined. It should be that we have reached the upper level of the Buddhist kingdom.
"Even the Buddhist country likes to divide people into three, six or nine grades. It seems that there is no other shore or pure land in this world." Aheqi muttered.
Ayimaimaiti glared at Aheqi: "You don't believe in Buddha. You don't care whether he has a pure land or not."
Aheqi: "Aren't I just expressing my feelings about life casually?"
Ayimaimaiti: "You don't believe what kind of life the Buddha lamented about. This is a Buddhist country after all. Please be more careful what you say."
Aheqi was frustrated and waved his knife to clear the way.
Benny, who was also cutting through thorns and clearing the way, gloated and snickered from the sidelines.
Just when Aheqi and Benny were arguing, scarlet blood stains appeared on the cliff path. The blood stains were still bright red, indicating that they were left recently.
Ayimaimaiti squatted beside the bloodstains, looked at Jin An and guessed: "Could it be that Yan Kuan's people encountered those grassland people, and the two waves of people started killing each other?"
Jin An, who was also squatting next to the blood stain and observing, reached out and touched the blood. The temperature in the desert was cold at night and the blood had coagulated, which meant that the blood had been at least one night, but it should not have been longer than that, because the blood stain was still bright red.
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After listening to Ayimaimaiti's guess, Jin An shook his head: "The blood stains are very small, and they are not splash injuries. There should not be an encounter between the two parties, otherwise the blood stains on the ground cannot be just this small."
"What do you mean, Taoist Master Jin'an?"
Jin An stood up and said, "Let's go, follow the blood trail and catch up."
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Ps: Actually this chapter has a total of 3k words. This chapter is too short, so I only charge 2k~