The longevity pillows in the coffin are wrapped in different things in different regions. Some are wrapped with tea leaves and cassia seeds, and some are wrapped with charcoal and lime powder. The pillow used by Mr. Bai is made of cotton. Tian Sanjiu asked me to take it out.
As soon as I got it, I felt something was wrong.
The portions are wrong.
It feels a little tight.
"Give it to me Yunfeng."
When Brother Yu wanted to go over, he used a sharp knife to pull it open and cut it open.
A lot of white eggs fell out of the longevity pillow, which were cotton seeds.
Brother Yu put his hand into the pillow and groped around.
I quickly found a bunch of big bells!
Hidden in the middle of the cotton seed!
The iron bell is two rings larger than the jujube. Although it is made of iron, it is completely black and its coating is oily and shiny.
This kind of patina is not plated, but is a black patina that naturally forms after being left for a long time. It is precisely because of the layer of black patina on the surface that the iron bell does not rust on a large area.
There are four bells in total, threaded together with cotton ropes, and surrounded by a layer of low-relief Buddhist patterns, such as lotus petals and scriptures. There is a bell opening with two small characters engraved on it.
"Linji."
What does Linji mean?
I figured it out after a little thought.
The Central Plains Dharma Lineage of Ming Dynasty Buddhism!
Rinzai Sect! Iron Buddha Temple!
This bell is probably the iron bell hanging on the iron pagoda of the Iron Buddha Temple that was lost in 1958!
Why did it end up in the birthday pillow of old man Bai Tingli!
"Etc., etc....."
"wrong...."
A scene suddenly flashed through my mind. I felt like I had seen this bell somewhere before...
"What Yunfeng are you looking for?" Brother Yu asked.
I wore a cotton-padded jacket at night, and I also wore a jacket under the cotton-padded jacket. I stretched my arms and groped for a while, and found the flat iron box in the pocket of the jacket.
"Brother Yu, help me take care of it."
Opening the tin box, I found the third old photo I had seen before.
The person in the old photo has been smeared above the neck, making it unclear who he is. There is an old horse lantern on the ground of the photo. This old-fashioned horse lantern has a hook for hanging on the wall or in the stable.
This time I saw it clearly. There was a spherical object hanging on the iron hook of the lantern. The old camera used to have low performance, poor focus, and it was difficult to see clearly in the dark.
In this comparison, the black ball hanging on the lantern hook looks like an iron bell!
"Where did you get these photos?"
Tian Sanjiu frowned and asked me after looking at them one by one.
I said I found it when I was helping the Bai family sort out their belongings.
At this moment.
Mr. Bai was still wearing his shroud and leaning on the coffin lid, with his neck tilted back, his head facing the sky.
The moon in the sky shines into the coffin, and the atmosphere is a bit scary, as if Mr. Bai is still alive and looking up to admire the moon.
I can't explain what I feel in my heart, maybe it's an accident and fear.
The person in the photo has his or her face wiped out.
