Rujing

Walking into the Buddhist hall on the first floor, you can see the golden light shining in it. 360 gold-plated gods and Buddhas are lined up on the walls on both sides, glaring. There are [-] Buddha statues on the top of the head. No matter which direction you look at, they all have crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes. looking at the people below.

There was no sound in the Buddhist hall, only some clean futons sat quietly on the ground regularly.In front of the futon is a pure gold lotus platform, and on the lotus platform is an old futon, covered with thick dust.

Jiang Rujing quickly surveyed the interior of the entire Buddhist hall, and saw that there were six stairs leading to the second floor in the Buddhist hall. After thinking for a while, he walked towards the staircase in the north.

Just as he was about to step up the stairs, there was a clear male voice: "Why go upstairs?"

Jiang Rujing turned her head and saw a person sitting on a futon at some point. It was a young monk wearing a monk's robe, who was staring at him quietly with his palms folded.

Jiang Rujing said: "If you don't go up, should you go down?"

The young bhikkhu said: "Down is up, up is down, why bother?"

Jiang Rujing said: "If you are not attached, why do you ask?"

The young bhikkhu chanted the Buddha's name, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Jiang Rujing glanced at him and stepped onto the second floor.

As soon as he reached the last step, the apricot robe flickered in front of him, and a person suddenly appeared to block him, but it was a nine-year-old boy monk.

Jiang Rujing knew that this was probably the test of this mysterious place. He heard that Buddhism often had "debates on scriptures" and "debates on Zen", so he thought he had to win the debates of monks at this level before he could continue to move forward.

The boy monk smiled at Yan Yan, and said crisply: "Oh! You are blocking my way!"

Jiang Rujing said, "Where is the way?"

The boy monk rolled his eyes a few times, and said: "If there is a way in the heart, it will lead to all directions."

Jiang Rujing glanced coldly, "Since I have a way in my heart, how can I be able to stop you?"

The boy monk scratched the back of his head in distress, "Then, the road is at your feet!"

Jiang Rujing reached out and grabbed the boy monk's back collar, picked it up and put it on the stairs behind him, saying: "Since it's under your feet, just walk down, what more can I say?"

The boy monk looked at Jiang Rujing for a moment, then suddenly leaned against the wall, put his back against the wall, put his palms together, and closed his eyes.

Jiang Rujing continued to walk two steps forward, then turned around, and saw that the stairs were empty, only the shadow of the lamp was shaking.With a cold snort in his heart, he calmly went up to the third floor.

Stepping on the last step, the sound of whipping and humming suddenly came from the ears, the entire third floor was dark, and the wind was strong.Jiang Rujing looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw a female believer who was wearing an inch of shawl to cover the key parts, exposing a large area of ​​bruised skin, holding a braid full of barbs in her forehand, and whipping her back one by one with her backhand. The smooth back was covered with staggered bloodstains, and pus even flowed from several wounds.

Jiang Rujing asked, "Why did you whip yourself?"

The believer whipped himself, completely ignoring Jiang Rujing.Jiang Rujing looked around, saw that there were no stairs, and thought that if this failed, the stairs would probably not appear.

Just as the believer raised his whip again, Jiang Rujing stepped forward and firmly grasped the tail of the whip.

The believer suddenly turned his head, his face was covered with Sanskrit tattoos, his eyes were like copper bells, staring at Jiang Rujing.Jiang Rujing said: "I saw you whipping yourself, and I was puzzled. I wanted to ask why you did this?"

The female believer growled twice at Jiang Rujing, and when she opened her mouth, Jiang Rujing saw the only half of her tongue left in her mouth.

Jiang Rujing's pupils tightened suddenly, and he asked, "Who pulled out your tongue?" He asked quite angrily, as if as soon as the female believer named the murderer, he would immediately go to avenge her.

Unexpectedly, the female believer tilted her head, smiled and pointed at herself.

As if a ladle of cold water was poured down, Jiang Rujing calmed down, remembering that Taoist Xu Chan once mentioned another branch of Buddhism in Tianyuan Realm.

The Tantric sect located in the northwest of Tianyuan Realm, most of its members are ascetic monks. They treat themselves almost harshly, and they are devout to the point of fanaticism. They believe that people are born to suffer pain, and the more pain they endure, the more pious their beliefs will become.So they abused themselves for a long time, went on hunger strikes, cut off water, took away carbon by nails, and abandoned all protective measures to seal themselves on the snowy mountains...in order to exercise their endurance and self-control.

Could it be that this female believer is also an ascetic?

Just as she was thinking about it, the female believer suddenly handed over the whip to Jiang Rujing with both hands, "Give it to me?" Pointing wildly on his back, he was whining and saying something.

"You want me to whip you?" Jiang Rujing asked, and the female believer nodded frantically.

Jiang Rujing was silent for a while, and finally raised the whip under the urging eyes of the female believer.

Ecstasy flashed in the female believer's eyes.

But seeing Jiang Rujing put down her whip again, the female believer's face froze immediately.

Jiang Rujing chuckled twice, and said bluntly: "If I go down with this whip, I'm afraid I will replace you here to do asceticism. Since it is asceticism, only when it is hard and difficult can you become a great way. Since you have chosen this way, you should follow it." Stick to yourself and be proud of yourself." With that, he handed the whip back.

The female believer whimpered twice, took the whip, reluctantly walked aside, and closed her eyes.In an instant, the wind on the whole floor stopped, candlelight was lit, and a staircase appeared slowly in front of Jiang Rujing, leading to the fourth floor.

Jiang Rujing went upstairs, but saw that the four floors were full of scriptures, stacked one after another, piled up like a mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain was a man, dressed in plain uniform, with black hair and black eyes, facing the wind from a jade tree.

"Youboluo..." Jiang Rujing's eyes were fixed, and her voice was like a cold stab.

When Ubala heard someone calling his name, he turned sideways, with a gentle and joyful smile on his face, "Jandora, you are here."

Jiang Rujing turned her head suddenly, but saw that there was no one behind her, so what Ubala said must have been addressed to herself.In his eyes, he is the king of Chandora at this moment.

Seeing that "Zhan Doro" did not respond, Uboluo looked puzzled, tilted his head, and slowly descended the book mountain, walking towards Jiang Rujing, and said gently, "Zhan Doro, why don't you speak?"

Jiang Rujing asked back, "What are you doing here?"

You Boluo smiled slightly, "Senior brother sent me here to tidy up the Sutra Pavilion. I am clumsy. I see that there are a lot of books in this Sutra Pavilion, so I don't know where to start." Jiang Rujing glanced around the whole room, thinking about the phrase "collect books Quite a lot" is really polite, the books in the whole room are messed up and piled up on the floor.

He naturally knew that the "senior brother" Uboluo was talking about was Li Lie. In fact, Jiang Rujing had seen this scene in Zhan Duoluo's memory.On a whim, Li Lie deliberately made it difficult for Uboluo. They are both "raiders" and their relationship is not very good.

Jiang Rujing saw Uboluo frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on these books, and said with a distressed face: "It took a while to think about it, ah, by the way, I have mended the two pieces of clothes you wore earlier. I put it on the bedside." He never mentioned asking Jan Doro to help tidy it up.

Jiang Rujing looked at the densely packed scriptures, but she also had a big head, and she was unwilling to do so, but she still said, "I'll help you sort it out."

Seeing that Ubala was unwilling, he frowned and said: "No, as a prince, how can you let you do this kind of work, not to mention that you were injured a few days ago and haven't recovered yet. It's fine if I come alone. "

When I saw this passage, Jiang Rujing cursed in Zhan Duoluo's mind.

Today, he still scolds like that: "Pretentious, pretentious!"

And, really cursed out loud.

The author has something to say:

Going to join the new company tomorrow, I will be a short guy for a while.

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Li Lie (hands out): I don't believe that there are still people scolding me today.

Duan Yaren: I'm coming!You shameless person, so many messy books, you sort them out!