"Has it been opened?" Dou Le asked Xu Si, "Would you like me to send someone to take a look?"
"No way." Xu Si put the phone to his ear, but all he heard was the busy tone, and he murmured: "With Chu Yi's strength, it shouldn't be."
"Hey, fourth brother!"
Zhang Chuyi's voice suddenly rang on the mobile phone, making Xu Si and others breathe a sigh of relief.
"What's the matter with you kid? I called your sister Fei more than ten times and you didn't answer the phone?" Xu Si asked with concern.
"We encountered a little trouble, but it has been solved!" Zhang Chuyi paused for a moment, then said loudly: "I saw you!"
The people gathered at the temple gate turned to look over and found Zhang Chuyi not far away, followed by a nun.
"This is...Xia He!" After Xu Si saw the nun's appearance clearly, he immediately became alert.
"Don't be nervous, Fourth Brother, Xia He has withdrawn from Quanxing." Zhang Chuyi said with a smile, "I am now a disciple of Master Jiekong."
"Chu Yi, you trust people too easily. Sister-in-laws are not good people!" Xu Si pulled Zhang Chuyi to his side and then shook his shoulders desperately: "Please wake up quickly and don't be confused by her." Got it!"
"Amitabha." Xia He lowered his head and touched his palms, and said softly: "I did do many wrong things in the past, but after being saved by Master, I am now devoted to good and no longer do evil."
"How do you prove it!" Xu Si still didn't quite believe it. Tangtang Quanxing was arrogant. No matter how he said he was doing good, he was doing good.
"Amitabha." A Buddha's name came from the temple, and Master Jiekong walked out surrounded by several monks: "Almsgiver Xu, everything Baojing said is true, I can vouch for her."
"Master." Xia He shouted respectfully.
In a corner where Master Jiekong could not see, a tall figure leaned against the wall of the temple, gently pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, thankful that he did not answer.
"It turns out that I am really your disciple, Master." Xu Si became embarrassed, mainly because he did not expect that the famous Quan Xing Si Kuang would one day put down his butcher knife.
"As long as the misunderstanding is resolved." Xia He's expression showed no trace of anger and he always kept a smile.
"Chu Yi, you just said you encountered a little trouble. What happened?" Ren Fei spoke at this time and changed the topic to Zhang Chuyi.
"Those masked men came to Lingyin Temple just for this thing."
Zhang Chuyi took out a parchment scroll from his trouser pocket and said with great seriousness: "First of all, I have to warn everyone that this thing must not be opened. If it is opened, don't read a word of the scriptures on it. read!"
"So serious?" There was a hint of curiosity in Xu Si's eyes, "So what on earth is this?"
"He turned into the magic spell of freedom." Zhang Chuyi replied in a deep voice.
The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and then Xu Si shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, what about you, Old Dou?"
Dou Le took a deep drag on the cigarette, narrowed his eyes and said, "I haven't heard of it either."
"It's a good thing that I haven't heard of it." Master Jiekong's already saggy cheeks seemed to be hanging to the ground, and he said in a pitiful tone: "This is a long-lost magic book that has harmed countless innocent people. I never expected that it would be in Lingyin Temple."
"A scripture can also harm people? Can you tell me why?" Xu Si asked with a frown.
Master Jiekong's lips twitched for a while, but maybe he had some concerns, so he finally shook his head: "I can't say this, sorry monk. In short, just listen to the words of donor Zhang and don't open it."
"Then I will report it to Director Zhao, and then the company will keep it safe. What do you think, master?" Xu Si gave a solution.
"Great kindness." Jie Kong had no objection.
"Speaking of which, this thing was obtained by those masked men who wreaked havoc on the grotto statues in the back mountain. They tore off the heads of many Buddha statues." Zhang Chuyi remembered this incident and told the situation Learn about Master Kong.
Dou Le immediately said: "Master, I will inform the Tourism Bureau and the Cultural Bureau about this matter and let them see how to remedy it."
"Don't go to such trouble." Jie Kong sighed softly: "The four elements have no self, and the five aggregates are all empty. Putting your head on the white blade is like cutting through the spring breeze.
Those Buddha statues were destined to suffer this disaster. The thieves were punished according to the law. It was also karma. If they were remodeled for tourism income, the original intention of carving them would be lost. "
"Master's Dharma is so profound that ordinary people like us are far beyond it." Dou Le couldn't help but sigh.
Master Jiekong lowered his head and said: "The poor monk just remembered that there is a statue of Yang Liazhenjia in the stone carvings in the back mountain. The magic scripture should be hidden in the stone statue."
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized.
Yang Lianzhenjia was a famous demon monk in the Yuan Dynasty. He was born in Tantric Buddhism and served as the general manager of the Buddhist sect in the south of the Yangtze River. He was famous for his love of tomb robbing. He once led people to dig up the imperial tombs of the Song Dynasty and made Song Lizong's skull into a wine container.
Even the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty could not accept such brutal behavior.
However, before the emperor could punish him, Yang Lianzhenjia was poisoned by corpse poison when he went to the tomb and died suddenly in extreme pain.
It seems very reasonable to dig out his magic spell of freedom from the statue of such a monster monk.
The good news is that although there are many statues of Yang Liazhenjia built on the mountain behind Lingyin Temple, they were completely destroyed during the Ming Dynasty, and only one remains now.
After tonight, the only remaining statue will probably be gone.
"Now that the matter has been resolved, the most important thing next is to properly handle the magic scripture." Dou Le said, making a phone call and began to arrange for company employees to go up the mountain to deal with the aftermath.
Master Jiekong looked at the corner, looked at Xiao Zizai who thought no one could see him, and then turned around and entered the temple.
"Master Jiekong, I have a question to ask you." Zhang Chuyi followed and called out to Master Jiekong.
Xia He knew what Zhang Chuyi wanted to ask, so he followed closely.
"Oh, donor Zhang, what else do you want to ask?" Master Jie Kong asked kindly.
Zhang Chuyi smiled and scratched his head: "It's not convenient to talk here. Can we go to a cleaner place?"
Xu Si and other leaders all looked at him in confusion. They didn't know what the topic was and needed to be discussed in private.
"Please follow me." Master Jie Kong waved his hand and told the monks to go back to their houses. Then he took Zhang Chuyi and Xia He all the way to his meditation room.
"Donor Zhang, Baojing, if you have anything to say, just say it." Master Jiekong closed the door of the Zen room and sat on the futon on the ground as he spoke.
Zhang Chuyi hesitated for a while and then asked: "Master Jiekong, do you believe there is a Buddha in this world?"
