The door slammed shut behind him, and Su Jin's eyes went dark. He couldn't see anything for a while. After a while, he slowly recovered his vision. With the help of a little light projected through the crack in the door, he could see clearly what was inside.
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When Su Jin raised his eyes, he was startled. In front of him was a Buddha statue about five or six feet tall, sitting on a lotus platform. He was holding magic formulas in both hands and looking at him with a sinister smile. In the dim light, the figure stood on the lotus platform.
In this cramped hut, there is a giant Buddha standing in front of you, giving people a creepy sense of oppression.
Although he knew it was just a clay sculpture, Su Jin still put his hands together and bowed twice, muttering in his mouth: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Buddha bless me. If someone will offend me today, please don't blame me. I will come to offer incense and worship someday."
Su Jin looked around and found a small area separated by a screen. He looked around and saw that there was a small bed inside the screen with a plain white bedding and wooden pillows. He must have slept here during retreat.
Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the futon in front of the Buddha statue. He reached out and took out two pieces of soft cloth. He picked up the teapot from the incense table in front of him and shook it. Hearing the sound of water, he opened the lid and
Stuff the strips of cloth into the pot and soak them, then roll them up and stuff them into your nose
Kong Li then stood up and climbed onto the incense table, stood on tiptoes and looked face to face with the Buddha statue. Then he carefully removed the curtain on the side of the Buddha statue, stepped on the thighs of the Buddha statue with his feet, and turned around to lean against the Buddha statue and the Buddha statue.
The gap between the walls was moved behind the Buddha statue.
There was another unpainted khaki area behind the Buddha statue. Su Jin knew that it was the hollow entrance. With a slight push behind him, it turned out to be just an khaki cloth curtain.
Su Jin tried it, but the hole was too small and he couldn't even put his head in. He was so anxious now. Shanxiang didn't know that the hole was only the size of a large tea bowl. The old monk was just kidding himself.
Su Jin thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry!" He stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the hole, and gave it a squeeze. Hearing a loud noise and a burst of dust, he grabbed two large pieces of soil in his hand and looked again.
The entrance to the cave had become extremely irregular, with a large crack almost spreading to the ribs of the Buddha statue. The soil kept falling down, and I was suddenly so frightened that I was sweating profusely, and I stood still in silence.
After all the dust had fallen off, Su Jin was already covered in dust. Now he carefully tried the hole and found that it was much bigger. Fortunately, he was thin. If he were a fat man, he would have finished playing today. This Buddha statue would not survive.
I had to dig out my intestines and stomach again, and if I tried it again, I was afraid it would completely collapse.
Su Jin squeezed his head and shoulders and got into the belly of the Buddha statue. His feet were hollow and there was no place to focus. He had to cross his feet and press them on the concave and convex places on both sides. He moved slowly and finally found a larger protruding part and moved it.
Wherever my butt was touching, I felt a little more comfortable. I put my feet down, and there was a rustling sound under my feet, like the sound of paper. I reached out and touched it, and it turned out that the belly of the Buddha statue was full of it.
Picking up a book, he held it close to his eyes and examined it carefully. On the cover, he saw the three big characters "Surangama Sutra" handwritten in red. When he opened the book, he saw that the inside was densely packed with small blood-red characters written in regular script. Su Jin pulled out the book.
Occlusion
, wanted to breathe, a bloody smell came out from his hands, which made people want to vomit; Su Jin was so frightened that he quickly reached out and threw it down, patted his chest and gasped for air, a bloody smell lingered at the end of his nose, and quickly wiped two wet cloths
The lump is stuck in the nostril.
These are all sutras copied by unknown devout believers using blood and ink. When the Buddha statue was consecrated, they were all stuffed into their stomachs. No wonder everyone wants to worship Buddha. With so many sutras in their stomachs, of course they know everything.
I don’t know anymore.
While I was thinking wildly, I heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, and Shanxiang's voice came: "Puji, this is it. This is the place where past leaders have passed away in retreat. I will open the door for you."
Su Jin was stunned, secretly calling out bad luck. This old guy didn't say that this was the place where old monks passed away. No wonder it was so eerie and scary. It seemed like a different world from the outside. It seemed that this old monk was not a light-saving lamp. He always talked about things.
Leave half of it and half of it, saying that the Buddha statue is hollow, but not saying that no one can enter the cave, saying that this is a retreat, but not saying that it is also a house of the dead where many monks died. In short, it is dishonest, very dishonest.
The door lock clicked, the door was pushed open, and two footsteps, one light and one heavy, came in. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and Feng Laohu's voice was heard: "Here... why is it like this?"
It's dust, look at it, and there are big chunks of gray stone."
Shanxiang was dumbfounded. He suddenly remembered that the hole on the back of the Buddha statue was too small. The boy must have forced open the back of the Buddha statue and got in, which made a mess. Shanxiang gritted his teeth and wanted to rush over and take the boy out of the belly of the Buddha statue.
After being caught out, he made a mistake and now almost even the Buddha statue collapsed due to him.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Feng Jingyao asked strangely.
Shanxiang came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay. It's been in disrepair for a long time, and the roof has sand and gravel falling everywhere. Once a cat or mouse passes by on the roof, it will rustle down the gray stone. I'm incompetent. Let me
The Buddha was stained by mud, sin, sin."
Feng Jingyao thought to himself: "Are you planning to rip me off again because your mother is crying for poverty?" He made up his mind not to say anything.
Su Jin knew that Shanxiang was going around the bush and scolding him for being a cat and mouse, and thought to himself: You are an old guy who doesn't think carefully. If I didn't collapse this Buddha statue, it would be your creation.
Shanxiang used the sleeves of his robe to wipe away the dust on the incense table, placed the incense and candle offerings one by one, turned around and said, "Puji, do you really not need to be here as a teacher?"
Feng Jingyao said: "Of course not, you can go."
Shanxiang said: "First light a candle, then add three pillars of incense, and then you can start. Every time you confess something, you need to kowtow to the incense until the Buddha has a spiritual message, and then you are done."
Feng Jingyao asked: "What spiritual revelation? How do I know what spiritual revelation he has?"
Shanxiang thought for a moment and said, "There are all kinds of strange spiritual signs. Master doesn't know what kind of spiritual signs there will be. There may be strange noises, strange fragrances, or the Buddha statues may shed tears, or the Buddha statues may sigh. They are all spiritual signs. Just pay attention."
Feng Jingyao said: "Then if there is no inspiration, what about lunch? Am I going to stay here all the time?"
Shanxiang said: "There must be. Unless you have something to hide, you don't need to tell the Buddha everything big or small. For example, if you eat meat and fish, this is also a sin, but you don't need to tell the Buddha. Just tell him what you are personally worried about or regret.
yes."
Feng Jingyao said helplessly: "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Su Jin secretly raised his thumb. Shan Xiang was covering for himself. Why would there be strange noises and fragrances when the Buddha appeared? He was clearly afraid that he would make a sound that would arouse suspicion. Or maybe the smell of the incense sticks was different and Feng Jingyao noticed it.
Jin suddenly understood Shanxiang's brilliance. Feng Jingyao was a veteran of the world. His dirty tricks were probably child's play in front of Feng Jingyao. If he started to be obsessed with fragrance, his nose would probably smell it. If he didn't use the strange fragrance as a tool
Foreshadowing, Feng Jingyao is afraid that he will notice it immediately. Only by preconception and paralyzing his vigilance can it be effective.
Jiang is still very old. This old monk looks kind-hearted and quite greedy for money, but in fact he is quite calculating. Su Jin even suspected that he knew who Feng Jingyao was, but deliberately pretended not to know.
, accepted him as his disciple, exchanged a large amount of money for repairing the temple, and improved his livelihood.
"Amitabha, I'm gone, you can take care of yourself." Shanxiang said with a pun.
"Master, walk slowly. If there is any inspiration, I will tell you."
"That's fine. I'm resting in the Zen room in front of me. If there's any inspiration, I can send the novice monk who grows vegetables in the garden to call me."
Shanxiang walked out slowly and opened the wooden door with a creak. The sound of footsteps faded away, and the room suddenly became silent.
Feng Jingyao quickly walked around the room, checked behind the screen, up and down the bed, and leaned against the crack in the door to look around to make sure there was no one else around the stone house. Then he came to the Buddha statue with confidence and frowned.
After looking at the Buddha statue for a long time, he sighed, reached for the candles, lit them, and inserted them one by one into the candlesticks.
Su Jin listened to Feng Jingyao's footsteps walking around in the belly of the Buddha statue, knowing that he was checking the environment. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief until he heard the crackling sound of flint. If Feng Jingyao had been more careful, he opened the two sides of the Buddha statue.
If you look at the curtain on the side, you can definitely see a big hole that has been opened. Su Jin is sitting on the edge of the hole like a frightened ostrich with most of his butt exposed.
"Amitabha, how good it is, how good it is. The Buddha is above, and I would like to receive my disciples' prayers."
Feng Laohu climbed up on the futon and paid three obeisances to the Buddha statue. He inserted the three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner, turned around and sat on the futon. He didn't know how to speak for a moment. He was silent for a while, and finally sighed and whispered softly in his throat: "Disciple Pu
Ji, my lay name is Feng Jingyao. Today I have no choice but to ask my Buddha for mercy to save my disciple from suffering."
After a pause, Feng Huhu continued: "Since I want to sincerely repent to the Buddha, I will start from the beginning to avoid omissions and make the Buddha mistakenly think that the disciple is hiding something."
Su Jin pricked up his ears and listened carefully without daring to express his anger.