My Weird Life

  Chapter 778 Thinking back, it is Lingshan (22)

  ‘Sincerely make a vow, one billion fifty-one-two million breaths, please meet, Hutuktu, the twelfth generation of Wuxiang Zunneng Temple. '

  One billion fifty-one-two million interest...

  Twenty breaths is about one minute, one billion five hundred and twenty thousand breaths...

  In every breath of a hundred years, I carry all my pious wishes...

  Su Wu's fingertips were scrubbing the rows of writing on the stone tablet, his face was covered by darkness, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. He stayed in front of the stele for a long time.

  Danjia, Zhedan, Yun Nishang and others all stood silently behind him, not daring to disturb him.

   After a long time, Su Wu raised his head and looked behind the stele, looking at the portal opened in the middle of the earth wall of the square pit. He walked towards that portal, and several people behind him hurriedly followed.

   Step into the portal,

   Step into a dark corridor.

  On the stone wall of the aisle, there are a pair of murals all over the place.

  The dirt on those murals has not been cleaned up, and under the cover of dust and mud, only a slight outline of carvings and paintings can be seen.

  Pubu Qunpei carefully glanced at Su Wu who was wiping the dirt with his hand, and he intuitively felt that the secret hidden in the Gyatso Temple might be deeply related to this Mr. Su.

   But rationality allowed him to deny his intuition.

  —The development and disintegration of Namu Gyatso Dharma Temple all occurred in the Qing Dynasty, hundreds of years ago.

  How can a modern person be related to a Buddhist temple hundreds of years ago?

Putting aside the redundant thoughts in his mind, Pubu Qunpei looked at the murals with carved patterns gradually revealed under Su Wu's careful wiping. sad story.

  The first mural depicts a group of monks galloping across the green meadow with the sun hanging high.

  The monks were torn apart, and the horses under them were also scarred.

  The sun in the sky is vicious and vicious, and the light that shines on it has a burning feeling of turning the monks running on the meadow into ashes.

  Sunshine, meadows, pedestrians.

   At first glance, this mural seems to create a rather beautiful and leisurely artistic conception.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the murals outline the deepest malice of the whole world towards that group of monks. The sun in the sky, the weeds that cut through the hooves of the horses, the flowing wind, and every external thing are crazily rejecting this group of monks. A group of monks.

  Among the frail monks, a monk surrounded in the middle of the picture is turning around and looking out of the picture—like Pubu Chopel looking at a painting.

  But Pubu Qunpei looked at the monk's blurred face for a while, and then he was convinced that the monk was not looking at him.

  —He felt strange in his heart.

Obviously the murals and carvings are not fine, but the sense of picture and atmosphere created can go straight to the bottom of my heart, especially the monk who turned his head and looked back. It is clear that the face of "his" is blurred, but Pubu Qunpei is Feeling the gaze of the monk, he was looking out of the screen.

  At first he thought that the monk who turned his head and looked back was looking at himself, and at everyone outside the screen who was looking at him.

   But react later.

  —The monk sees someone else.

   The person in the eyes of 'him' is just outside the mural.

  Pubu Qunpei turned his head and looked around, looked at Danjia and Zhedan, who looked suddenly dazed, and shook his head inwardly, making sure that they were not the monk in the painting who turned his head and looked back.

  After that, he took another peek at Yun Nishang, who looked silent, and shook his head in his heart,

   Then he turned his gaze to Su Wu who was standing silently in the front.

  The figure of Mr. Su seemed to be wrapped in darkness, and he was silent here.

  But Pubu Qunpei looked at him, and heard a long, deep sigh in his ear.

"Why…"

  Pubu Qunpei was shocked, and quickly looked back.

Su Wu didn't pay attention to Pubu Qunpei's small movements at all, his eyes finally moved away from the immature female monk's face who turned her head and looked back—the monk whose face was blurred in everyone's eyes, but in his eyes, there was no frown. Delicate, with clear lips and teeth.

  —That's Danga.

  Danga said to Su Wu through the mural: "Today I bid farewell to the Venerable.

  We return to Wuxiang Zunneng Temple.

   His Holiness disappeared on Daxue Mountain.

   Your lord, your lord—

  I'll wait for your return. "

  The second mural depicts a Buddhist temple built on a high mountain.

  Nafa Temple was surrounded by soldiers.

  A part of the big monks in red in the temple were surrounded by swords and soldiers, while the other part knelt at the feet of the immature, but frowning female monk, surrounded by several tall monks in red.

  Among the red-clothed monks, there is a monk with a soft and charming side face, which seems to be a man and a woman.

   In front of the immature-looking female monk, there are several tall men covered in silk and satin, with hidden knives on their waists.

  Her face is somewhat similar to those of those men.

  The eyes of the immature-looking female monk wandered among the monks and the man with the sword, and finally turned to outside the screen, and looked at somewhere outside the screen again.

  Su Wu looked at her.

  'heard' the voice in the mural: "My lord, can we meet again?

  Will you return to Wuxiang Zunneng Temple?

  You said that this is not your home. In your home, no one eats people, no dog eats people. In your home, everything is equal—Honorable One, if you really create such a world, will you come back? "

  The voice in the mural suddenly became extremely sad at this moment: "My lord, my lord—"

  Su Wu opened his mouth slightly, his Adam's apple rolling.

  After moving his sleeves slightly for a moment, he lowered his hands again.

  Looking at the third mural.

  In the mural,

The immature female monk was covered with a red cloak and wore a bright yellow 'Dongga' inside. She was sitting on a double-layer throne made of gold and copper and inlaid with gems. Several men who looked like her were "male and female" 'The monk led several tall monks in red, fell down under the steps of the throne, and kowtowed to the immature female monk.

   "They're not my home."

  …

  The fourth, fifth, sixth...

  Su Wu looked at the mural, listened to the voice in the mural, and walked all the way.

  He saw that on the second day after the immature female monk took the throne of Hutuktu, the "Wuxiang Zunneng Temple", a huge lotus palace suddenly appeared above the monastery, covering the whole monastery under the lotus palace;

  The black goats all over the mountains lined up and got into the Lotus Palace.

  Accompanied by male and female monks, the female monk led many other monks to escape from Wuxiang Zunneng Temple;

  He saw them go through countless days and nights, and finally settled in a barren wilderness.

  The female monk led many monks and set up a huge stone tablet in the center of the wilderness.

  She first wrote the secret Tibetan text: Namo Gyatso Dharma Temple.

   wrote the Chinese again: Tianhai Temple;

  In the open field around the giant stele, the grass and trees withered and grew again, and then withered after growing, watchtowers rose from the ground behind the stele, and female monks shuttled between many watchtowers and scripture halls day after day;

  She studied the "wheel-turning method" of the "sacred wheel-turning king" Jabadha;

  She extracted the "Ten Laws of All Equal Wheels" from the method of turning the wheel;

  She further combined the "Ten Laws of All Equality and Wheel Turning" with the principle of "pervading everywhere, shining everywhere" in the "Lotus Sun Sutra";

  She was the first to give a lecture on "The Theory of the Stages of Practicing the Secret Vehicle of the King of the Wheel of the Wheel";

  She determined the "Eight Ways of the Secret Vehicle of the Great Sun King of the Wheel";

The statue of 'Junlun Dari King' was finally enshrined in the main seat of the 'Grand Sutra Hall'. The bright and gloomy female monk stood in the empty sutra hall with a bright yellow robe and a string of beads around her slender neck. In the hall, look at the bronze statue of the highest figure, the "Runner Great Sun King", whose appearance is 70-80% similar to Su Wu's, with his arms spread out on his sides, and each with his handprints.

   "'The Great Sun King of Turning the Wheel' gets rid of ignorance and wrong views, wipes out all the so-called 'expedient methods', and abandons the way of 'happy and empty luck'.

  Namu Gyatso Dharma Monastery enshrines the "Running Wheel Great Sun King" as the highest deity. From now on, all "Yoga Tantric Dharma" is forbidden in the Dharma Temple, and all deities have a "peaceful appearance". "

  The immature female monk has grown into the Hutuktu of Gyatso Dharma Temple with a bright appearance and a gloomy temperament.

  'Lotus Palace' appeared again in the wilderness,

  Hanging high on the top of the 'Namu Gyatso Temple'.

  This time, a scarred beast ran out of the night—

   This night, the Lotus Palace collapsed.

  The huge sunflower disc swayed and broke away from here.

  ‘Namu Gyatso Dharma Temple’ Hutuktu ‘Danga Tianhaizang’ accepts tribute from the surrounding Dharma temples;

  'Danga Tianhai Zang' Hutuktu was promoted as a 'sage teacher' by Juma Prefecture. Before his honorary name, he was called 'sage teacher' and was honored as 'Danjia Tianhai Tibetan Sage Master Hutuktu';

'Danjia Tianhaizang' preached scriptures in various places, and spread the 'Running Wheel Great Sun King's Secret Vehicle Practice Path Stage Wheel', 'Great Equality Wheel King Sutra', 'All the Turning Wheel Taming Sutras', 'Running Wheel Great Sun King' The deity was powerful for a while in the northern region of secret storage;

  'Danjia Tianhaizang' is honored as 'Grandmaster Hutuktu' by the Northern Territory.

  …

  The last mural—

  The bright and majestic female monk Danjia Tianhaizang was riding a horse, accompanied by many big monks in red clothes. Their team gathered into a long dragon and spread across the lush grassland.

  The top of Daxue Mountain looms in the distance.

  The female monk in the picture turned her head and looked back: "I heard the news that you appeared in Daxueshan Dharma Temple.

  My lord, where you disappeared, you reappeared now.

   Maybe this is the will of the Buddha?

  Very pious, hope we can see you again. "

  Su Wu stared at the Daxue Mountain hidden at the end of the grassland, his eyes trembling.

  He stretched out his hand and hit the big snow mountain in the distance heavily, roaring in his heart—

do not go!

do not go!

do not go!

  But what happened in the murals has become history after all.

  How can history respond to the call of man?

—Under the heavy touch of Su Wu's fingers, the last mural was covered with countless cracks in an instant. Pubu Qunpei who was on the side watched the murals covered with cracks under Su Wu's fingers, and pieces of murals fell off the wall. The old monk suddenly Distressed eyes.

  But under his distressed eyes,

  After the last mural came off the wall,

  Under it, another mural appeared—

  In the mural, the flood overturned the wilderness.

   Gather into a big lake.

  The Great Lakes are gradually drying up.

   Central of the lake,

  The huge stele still stands.

  The stele has been eroded by the years, with holes all over it.

  But the handwriting on the stele became clearer and clearer.

  The stele reads: 'Namo Gyatso Temple. '

  —‘Praise Snow Praise to the Supreme Supreme Heavenly Sea Lord. '

  —‘Piously bow down to the king of the great sun who turned the wheel three thousand five hundred and twenty-four times. '

  —‘Sincerely make a vow of 49.63 million breaths, please meet, Hutuktu, the twelfth generation of Wuxiang Zunneng Temple. '

  The handwriting engraved on the stone tablet is constantly beating and changing.

  ‘Piously bow down to the king of the great sun who turned the wheel three thousand five hundred and twenty-five times. '

  ‘Sincerely make a vow of 49,630,010 breaths, please meet, Hutuktu, the twelfth generation of Wuxiang Zunneng Temple. '

  ‘Piously bow down to the king of the great sun who turned the wheel three thousand five hundred and twenty-six times. '

  ‘Sincerely make a vow of 49,630,020 breaths, please meet, Hutuktu, the twelfth generation of Wuxiang Zunneng Temple. '

  …

   "My lord, I am very devout and wish you to become a Buddha.

  I wish you immortality.

   Can wait for me and meet you. "

  Su Wu heard the last voice in the mural.

  From the beginning to the end, the female monk in each mural turned her head to look outside the mural, and looked at someone outside the mural.

   "Why are the female monks in these murals always turned to look outside the murals?" Yun Nishang asked softly.

  Pubu Qunpei clasped his hands together and sighed: "Maybe it's because——

  Niannian looks back, that is Lingshan. "

  (end of this chapter)