Pay attention, this man’s name is Xiaoshuai!
He was tying the rope tightly to a pure gold lotus lamp, swinging it over his head, aiming, and throwing it towards the hole above...
Ouyang Rong felt that if this was really a prank played on him by someone using a hidden camera to shoot amateurs, then the way everyone would get to know him soon would probably be with this set of embarrassing opening remarks.
"Let me tell you, I don't care if it's a vulgar prank, a ghost sleeping in bed, or a real paradise... No one can stop me from going back to take the postgraduate entrance examination!"
Ouyang Rong squatted on the edge of a lotus stone platform and lowered his head, muttering with dry lips. His eyes were staring at the golden lotus lamp in his hand, and he was carefully tightening the knot.
This is a claustrophobic underground palace, with some faded murals faintly left on the four walls, and a half-meter-high girdle and upturned rosette placed on the ground in the center.
Otherwise it was empty.
The only source of light was a circular hole in the ceiling ten meters above it, about the size of a manhole cover.
This seemed to be the only exit from the underground palace. A beam of gray moonlight slanted down from it and fell on the young man squatting on the lotus pedestal regardless of his appearance.
"I have been preparing for the war from 4am to 10pm for a year. I am going to the battlefield this weekend. Do you think you can trap me by falling into a well? Not even the Buddha's well! I tell you, it is impossible!"
Ouyang Rong checked the knot one last time, licked his peeling lips, and jumped up on the lotus pedestal.
He was clutching the rope with one hand and holding the heavy golden lotus lamp with the other hand. He looked up and stared at the 'well mouth' that he had long wanted to see.
There is no hole that cannot be dug out, only postgraduate candidates who can climb it!
However, Ouyang Rong did not act immediately after the chicken blood injection.
He suddenly turned around and greeted the darkness behind him: "Hey, come here and help me, I will rescue you when I go up."
He was not alone in this claustrophobic underground palace.
In the dark place not illuminated by the moonlight, there were three dark shadows scattered vaguely:
A sitting monk, very tall, piled there like a hill.
The gray monk's robes are in tatters, his face is haggard, and his age cannot be seen.
An old Taoist priest was leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground with his legs spread like a dustpan.
The whole person was huddled in a wide black-feathered crane cloak like a water monkey, with his arms tightly wrapped as if he was afraid of the cold.
Only a pointed head is exposed, with a childlike face and white hair, and the Taoist Hunyuan scarf covers his head covered with silver threads.
There was also a girl who hugged her knees and buried her face. She was already slender, but she was wearing an ancient Chinese skirt, which made her look even thinner.
This is also the quietest one in the underground palace.
When Ouyang Rong had just woken up, Ouyang Rong talked to her, but the girl didn't say a word, just a pair of eyes like autumn water flashing through the gap between her knees and thin arms.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong was standing in the moonlight, and the slender girl's slender eyes leaked out from between her arms, watching him silently.
Ouyang Rong scanned the strangely dressed three people again. He felt that they didn't look like they were taking the postgraduate entrance examination, but he still couldn't help but muttered: "You really don't want to go out?"
But he got three looks like looking at a fool.
"Can not Go Out!"
Hearing the word "go out", the gaunt monk seemed to have just been fished out of the North Sea under the ice, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Why?"
The withered monk pointed one finger to the ground and the other to the sky, "This place is the pure land of lotus, and above it is the endless hell!"
"If I fail the exam, it will indeed be hell." Ouyang Rong nodded and turned around.
The monk still couldn't bear it, and the Buddha sang a reminder: "Namo Amitabha, donor, if you go up, you will be eaten by evil things immediately."
"Don't go out looking for death." Old Taoist Heyi Qiu also sneered, and then paused, "If you want to die, don't take us with you."
"..." Ouyang Rong.
Is it a pancake, you guys?
He held back, swallowed his words, and shook his head.
Sure enough, those who still believe in religion in this day and age are a bit arrogant, and are not as good as girls from the Hanfu industry.
Glancing at the slender girl who remained silent, Ouyang Rong decisively turned his head and began to throw the golden lotus lamp into the round hole above.
Not long ago, he tried shouting for help, but he didn't know whether it was because the underground palace was too deep or because it was dark and no one was around, so there was no movement outside.
"We can't put it off any longer, I haven't finished memorizing the words yet."
Ouyang Rong remembered that he had seen a wild survival video when he was working. In it, a man who fell into a deep pit tied a heavy object with one end of a long rope, then threw it out of the pit and wrapped it around a tree trunk, and was successfully rescued. .
"I remember that before I fell, there were two incense burners who cheated coins." The young man taking the postgraduate entrance examination analyzed calmly.
The lotus lamp he picked up now, he didn't know whether it was real gold or painted with gold paint. After weighing it, it seemed to be quite valuable.
But...what the heck, even cultural relics are useless, the people's lives and postgraduate entrance examinations are more important, the 'people' have expropriated it!
I saw.
The first time, he missed and hit the ground.
The second time, I hit it and threw it out!
But he pulled it and slid back out of the cave.
The third time, I changed direction and missed...
At this time, the withered monk clasped his hands together and looked sad:
"Why did the donor insist on going his own way? After finally ascending to this pure land, don't fall into that Abi Hell again."
"All kinds of evil things are everywhere on it, and all kinds of evil karma are clustered there. There are waves that drown the mountains and fields, there are fierce fires that fill the ten directions, poisonous gases fill the heaven and earth, and there are evil winds that destroy everything..."
"Stop being so verbose." Hehuo Qiu Lao Dao changed his sitting position to cross-legged meditation, and at the same time moved a little further away from Ouyang Rong. He said impatiently: "It's hard to persuade the damned devil with good words. Great mercy will not save people." .”
The young man who was preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination suddenly froze for a moment, lowered his eyes and looked silently at the unfamiliar Confucian robe he had been deliberately ignoring.
This was not the same outfit he was wearing before he fell off.
Boom——
Suddenly there was a faint sound of thunder outside the underground palace, and before anyone could react, the night rain started to fall.
Ouyang Rong raised his head, raindrops hitting his blue eyelids.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the round hole looked like the mouth of a manhole cover - the mouth of the well that made him lose his footing and fall.
This is a bit convoluted.
Ouyang Rong was originally a dog who took the postgraduate entrance examination in World War II. The exam was about to come. When he was diving in a small group called "The Gentlemen's Postgraduate Entrance Examination Group (Girls are not allowed to enter)", he heard from the group friends that there was a Donglin Temple in the suburbs. The two businesses of praying for marriage are very skilled. Every year, many people come from all over the world to fulfill their wishes...
After asking around again, it turns out that there is a century-old wishing tower in this temple, and there is also a blessing bell inside. After you have accumulated enough merit, you can ring it to get blessings and your wishes will come true.
Ouyang Rong is actually materialistically skeptical about this, but is it possible that the anxiety among young people today is really so great that even the Buddha knew about it? Buddha really took over this business...
And he really needs these two projects, it really hits the spot.
Just think of it as sincerity and spirituality.
So early that morning, Ouyang Rong took a taxi to Donglin Temple with a critical eye. When he arrived at the place, he saw that, good guy, Mo Daojun left early, and even more early, and the queue to enter the temple was all queued up. At the foot of the mountain, in front of him were all his peers who were looking down at their phones in the cold wind.
When he got up so early, he looked like a veteran taking the postgraduate entrance examination. Even after queuing up, he didn't forget to brush up on the question papers... Ouyang Rong sighed. Just as he was about to take out his mobile phone, a young monk pinched a QR code between his fingers and poked him. In front of the nose, ask him to scan it.
Ouyang Rong took a look and found that he had scanned the code to download an APP called 'Gongde Tower'.
This Donglin Temple is quite user-friendly, allowing donors who have no time to queue up to ring the bell directly online without leaving home. It is true that the care for donors has reached the prostate of all temples across the country.
Ouyang Rong didn't talk nonsense at that time. After downloading it, he turned around and left immediately. The time of postgraduate candidates is precious.
He did some research on the way back and quickly figured out this little application.
Click into this merit tower, which mainly contains an electronic wooden fish and a blessing clock.
The electronic wooden fish can be clicked manually to ring, and one click will increase the merit by +1. There is also a warm counter above.
As for the most important blessing bell, which can make wishes come true, you need to accumulate 10,000 merit points before you can ring it once.
What's even more devilish is that this APP actually comes with the background music of "The Great Compassion Curse", which can't be turned off...
"Knock on the electronic wooden fish, accumulate cyber merits, receive mechanical blessings, ascend to the Pure Land, and meet the Mecha Buddha, right? I'm familiar with this." Ouyang Rong was quite confident.
By the way, there was actually an option in the lower right corner of the app to 'donate money and exchange merit for a limited time', but Ouyang Rong simply ignored it, maybe next time... Forget it, maybe next time.
Donors who don't use krypton gold can only be crazy. Although Ouyang Rong is still hesitant to give in to the postgraduate entrance examination, his hands-on ability has been a full-level human since he was a child.
When he was a child, as long as he picked up a slightly straight stick, there would not be a flower or plant as high as his waist within ten miles of his home; every dog passing by would have to get two sticks; if he was hung with a thread, there would not be a single flower or plant in the pond. Don't even think about saving the tadpole.
So that night, Ouyang Rong used a motor, gears, chopsticks and rubber to build a physical connecting device. He placed it and his mobile phone on the bedside table and started to scan the merits. He leisurely memorized the words and fell asleep listening to the Great Compassion Mantra. .
As a result, he was banned the next day.
"..." Can't afford it?
Ouyang never expected that this small outsourced APP would have an anti-cheating mechanism.
Early the next morning, he was indignant and went to Donglin Temple again, trying to reason with them... Well, actually he wanted to pretend to be innocent and try to see if the seal could be unsealed.
But when he arrived at the place, there was the familiar long queue again, so he went straight up the mountain to see if there was any other door.
As a result, halfway through the journey, the postgraduate entrance examination group whose name was very upright was posted by a friend from the dog group who liked to dive, and posted a picture of Zhang Haoran's uprightness.
Also in broad daylight? Ouyang Rong subconsciously double-clicked to zoom in and take a look, but this greedy glance made him not pay attention when he first turned the corner. His feet were in the air and his eyes went dark...
…
Ouyang Rong stood on the lotus seat and wiped the rain off his face.
Judging from the last few frames in his memory, he probably slipped and fell into a well that lacked a cover in the temple.
But what was very strange was that when Ouyang Rong woke up quietly, he found himself lying on his back on the cold and hard lotus seat at his feet.
His mobile phone and down jacket were all gone, and he couldn't find them even after searching all over the underground palace. They were replaced by an unfamiliar white sweater.
And a circle of white gauze was wrapped around his forehead, like wiping his forehead, covering a large bruise, which was still aching at this moment.
Fortunately, I only hit my forehead and not my face.
Moreover, he was very familiar with his own face. Although the underground palace was pitch black and there was no mirror to be found, but after a rough touch, he found that it was 80% correct, unless he was reborn as Hu Ge or Guan Xi.
If it weren't for this ironclad proof, I would have almost believed the lies of the withered monk and the old Taoist priest He Cloak Qiu.
Ouyang Rong stopped worrying about his clothes and hesitated for a moment in the rain before continuing to throw.
He changed directions twice more midway.
finally!
On the tenth throw, the golden lotus lantern thrown out of the hole was not pulled back by him, and a steady resistance was transmitted from the straight rope to Ouyang Rong's skinned tiger's mouth.
He looked happy, wiped his face vigorously, spat out two mouthfuls of muddy water, and began to hold on to the rope and climb up regardless of his appearance.
Behind him, the haggard monk, the Taoist priest in the crane cloak and the slender girl were all staring at him intently.
About ten meters away, someone was like a little earthworm climbing the wall, "arching" upward one by one.
The posture was a little indecent, and it made him blush a little in front of everyone, especially in front of the girl in Hanfu.
But the dog’s life is at stake, and we’ll have to wait until he lands to see if he’s handsome or not.
Soon, Ouyang Rong climbed up most of the way despite the rain. At this time, he could touch the rocks at the mouth of the well with his hand, and his nose suddenly smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood.
Sure enough, we are still in the temple! Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the moon above, which was half blocked by dark clouds, was trembling.
Does the moon also shiver? This was the first reaction in Ouyang Rong's mind in the first three seconds.
But soon, it was discovered that it was not the case.
What was trembling... was the entire underground palace, and him.
Ouyang Rong was frightened and quickly hugged the rope in his arms.
The sound of rain above his head suddenly became louder, and the wind became stronger. The rain falling from top to bottom became diagonally falling from left to right.
Then came the sound of water from outside. Different from the ebb and flow of the sea, to Ouyang Rong's ears, the sound of water was like the roar of a train approaching from far away. It seemed to be coming from the end of the horizon. , all the flowers, birds, animals, and mountains and forests along the way were swept away, and the whole world trembled.
Ouyang Rong finally understood the true meaning of the words "the earth shook and the mountains shook" and "the sky and the earth changed color".
It's a pity that he got it by landing hard on his butt.
The thrown golden lotus lantern was 'untied' and slipped back, falling with Ouyang Rong, who was temporarily deaf, and fell back to reality again...
I don’t know how long it took, but everything suddenly became quiet again.
The rain from left to right turned from top to bottom.
Ouyang Rong sat on the cold and hard ground of the underground palace, his whole body wet.
There was half a broken lotus lantern on the ground beside him, and the other half flew to the corner, with various beads and stones scattered on the floor.
Ouyang Rong's upper body was still hugging the rope tightly without letting go. He raised his head and stared blankly at the round hole that was as big as a manhole cover.
Just now at the place closest to the cave entrance, he not only heard the sound of roaring flash floods and howling wind, but also faintly heard... the wailing of many people.
There was a big flood outside, at least a flash flood that roared for hundreds of miles. It might even be similar to the world-destroying flood of Jehovah in the Old Testament.
Weak individuals are not worth mentioning in the face of this kind of power...the same goes for postgraduate entrance examinations.
There was silence for a long time.
"Um, what did you just say?"
Ouyang Rong, who raised his head, suddenly spoke without looking back.
Not far behind him, the haggard monk with a calm expression made another gesture of pointing one finger to the ground and the other to the sky.
"Donor, this place is the Lotus Pure Land, and above it is the Infinite Hell!"
Ouyang Rong stopped talking.
Actually, the question is about the sentence "There are waves that do not drown the mountains and fields... there are evil winds that destroy everything", but, forget it...
A young man who was taking the postgraduate entrance examination for materialism turned his head seriously and asked sincerely: "What's your surname, the eminent monk?"
"..." The withered monk.
"..." Heyi Qiu said.
"..." Slender girl.
