Kong Sang looked at the monk's robe in his hand. Although it was stained with blood, it didn't seem to be old in terms of style and fabric quality.
Immediately afterwards, Kong Sang summoned Feng Spring water from the water and began to purify the blood and violence in this place.
As the mud was turned up bit by bit, the monks' robes all floated up.
Some styles are still new, while others are tattered and look like they have been around for a long time.
At a glance, there are actually dozens of them!
At the same time, some pilgrims had already entered the Da'en Temple.
The lake Kongsang dived into is actually a very famous attraction in Daen Temple.
Many people release animals here to pray for themselves.
A woman who looked to be over fifty years old was putting a snakehead fish she bought into the water.
suddenly:
"Wow..."
The ripples on the lake caught the woman's attention.
Before she could speak, a bloody monk's robe surfaced.
Then, the second thing, the third thing...
When the entire lake was filled with monks' robes, the woman sat on the ground in horror and screamed.
"Kill...kill someone!"
"Help!"
…
On the other side, Zhao Yuecheng and Zhao Xiaocheng have arrived at the Main Hall.
"Well, this Sakyamuni Buddha is nothing special."
"but……"
Zhao Xiaocheng looked at the physical Buddhas on both sides with a strange expression:
"What are these?"
"I have never seen the Buddha in these postures."
"Gray Great Immortal, have you seen it?"
Hui Daxian stood on Zhao Xiaocheng's shoulder, wiggling his beard and observing for a long time.
"Something's wrong..."
"I detect a very subtle odor on these fleshly Buddhas."
Zhao Yuecheng walked up to one of the physical Buddhas.
This physical Buddha does not look very old, just like a young monk in his twenties.
He clasped his hands together, and his face seemed to be smiling with compassion.
But upon closer inspection, Zhao Yuecheng discovered that the sides of his mouth were slightly out of sync, as if he was holding something in his mouth, causing his cheeks to be a little bulging.
"Stink?"
"Buddha in the flesh?"
Zhao Yuecheng, who grew up in Lhasa, naturally knows some of the cruel methods used in the old society.
Immediately, there was a vague guess in my mind.
In the shocked eyes of the other pilgrims, Zhao Yuecheng pinched each other's mouth and whispered:
"I'm offended."
"Monk."
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In an instant, Zhao Yuecheng thrust two fingers in, and his eyes suddenly flashed.
There is something!
Immediately, an object the size of a longan was taken out by Zhao Yuecheng.
"What is this?" Zhao Xiaocheng asked.
Zhao Yuecheng shook his head: "Not sure."
"It doesn't seem to be a stone or a gem."
"It shouldn't be any metal."
However, the Gray Immortal on his shoulder spoke:
"This should be the seed."
These words made both of them a little stunned.
"Hui Daxian, whose seeds are the size of longan?"
"And...what's the purpose of putting a seed in this body?"
Hui Daxian curled his lips:
"Xiao Cheng, if you don't believe it, it will be the same even if you ask the others."
"This is really a seed."
"And it seems to be the seeds of Jiu Sui He."
Zhao Yuecheng seemed to have thought of something:
"During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it was recorded in "Shiyi Ji"."
"The red bird fell into the ground with nine ears of grain in its mouth, and was picked up and planted by the emperor. People who eat this thing will age but not die. Is this called 'old but not dead'?"
Zhao Xiaocheng blinked:
"What do you mean, just this one seed can make people immortal?"
Gray Immortal looked puzzled:
"Weird thing."
"Jiu Sui He is very rare. Even if you find it by accident, you will almost never think that it is a magical object that can make people immortal."
"How... could it be in the mouth of this fleshly Buddha?"
The Gray Immortal is still confused.
Zhao Yuecheng has already set his sights on the other physical Buddhas.
"Speaking of which... the physical Buddha is the golden body left by the Buddha in the human world."
"How can this Dayen Temple be so virtuous and capable that it can have so many physical Buddhas?"
Zhao Yuecheng's eyes had changed. He quickly stepped forward and came to the second incarnate Buddha.
Sure enough, there were also seeds of Jiushuihe among them.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Xiaocheng came to the other side to check.
A moment later:
"There are fifty-four physical Buddhas in total, and each one has one in his mouth!"
"But... why did you take out these seeds?"
Zhao Xiaocheng was a little weird, but he followed Zhao Yuecheng's lead.
At this time, the pilgrims couldn't stand it anymore.
"I said, you have been muttering something under your breath since just now."
"You are now taking out the things from the Buddha's body. This is a big taboo!"
"You will get retribution for this!"
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Zhao Yuecheng frowned and turned his head with an evil look, immediately frightening the pilgrims who were still pointing.
"You worship your Buddha."
"I do my thing."
"You think I am slandering the Buddha."
"I actually think that I am the Buddha!"
The pilgrim was so angry that he was trembling with anger at these "rebellious" remarks.
Zhao Yuecheng was too lazy to pay attention.
suddenly:
"Killing people!"
"Help!"
Zhao Yuecheng and Zhao Xiaocheng looked at each other, collected the seeds of Jiu Sui He, and rushed in immediately.
"Killed?"
The pilgrims were very frightened, but at the same time they seemed to be joining in the fun.
After hesitating, the pilgrim who initially accused Zhao Yuecheng suddenly frowned:
"What does this smell like!"
"Why does it stink so much!"
Soon, everyone smelled it and left the Main Hall one by one.
The people who were shocked and confused suddenly discovered that the eyes of the Sakyamuni Buddha in the middle were actually two lines of blood and tears!
"Buddha...Buddha statue bleeds and tears!"
Everyone looked at all this in horror and ran away one by one.
Therefore, no one noticed that the motionless physical Buddhas on both sides suddenly began to tremble.
Even the entire Mahavira Palace began to feel a strange and inexplicable distortion.
…
When Zhao Yuecheng and Zhao Xiaocheng arrived in front of the lake, everyone was already talking about taking pictures of the blood-stained monks' robes.
Looking at the bloodstains, any fool would know that there might be something wrong here.
Kong Sang suddenly emerged from the lake, and the shark's posture was suddenly photographed randomly.
"Yes." Zhao Xiaocheng smiled mischievously and poked Zhao Yuecheng:
"Your good gay friend is going to be on the hot search list."
"The handsome mermaid in the bloody water, tsk tsk, a perfect element of the dark BE aesthetics."
Zhao Yuecheng glanced at the other party with some disgust, pushed aside the crowd, and walked towards Kong Sang.
The gray immortal on his shoulders twirled his beard and clicked his tongue:
"Xiao Cheng, when you are fine, don't look at weird things."
"Otherwise...I think sooner or later you will become as weird as those two people."
…
"How's the situation?" Zhao Yuecheng knelt down and grabbed Kong Sang's arm.
Kong Sang took advantage of the situation and reached the edge of the lake:
"Only found these."
"I counted, fifty-four in total."
Zhao Yuecheng's eyebrows moved and he whispered:
"There are fifty-four physical Buddhas in the Mahavira Hall, with the seeds of the legendary Nine-tasseled Hepa in their mouths."
"The Great Gray Immortal also smelled the stench from those physical Buddhas."
Kong Sang's breath hitched.
Why didn't he understand what Zhao Yuecheng meant? His face suddenly darkened.
After being released from the shark state, Kong Sang took out his cell phone from Hu Tian's bracelet.
At this time, I couldn’t care less about the tourists who were still taking pictures and talking about it.
"Director Xia Liang, I'm going to make a mistake."
"There is something that I'm afraid I need you to ask someone from the Jinling City branch to come over."
"Yes, don't make any noise, just surround Dayen Temple."
…
Within Shangjing:
After listening to Kong Sang's report, Director Xia Liang's face darkened.
After hanging up the phone:
"Buddha in the flesh?"
"Jiu Sui He?"
"Daen Temple?"
"Auspicious Bodhisattva?"
"It's not good, if there is such a scandal in Buddhism..."
Immediately, Director Xia Liang called the head of the Jinling branch.
…
In the backyard Zen room, the old abbot didn't even know that the front yard was already on fire.
At this time, he calmly took out a box.
After opening the box, there is a shining golden Bodhisattva.
His posture seems to be no different from that of an ordinary Bodhisattva.
However:
"Host, I can be considered a Buddhist."
"Manjushri Bodhisattva is also known as Miaojixiang Bodhisattva."
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva also has an incarnation, the Water Auspicious Bodhisattva."
"This auspicious Bodhisattva is..."
The old host smiled and said:
"This auspicious Bodhisattva is the auspicious Bodhisattva. He is not the incarnation of any Bodhisattva or Buddha. He is a very special one in Buddhism."
"It's just that there are very few records about the auspicious Bodhisattva in Buddhist scriptures."
"However, I am blessed by the auspicious Bodhisattva in Dayen Temple."
"As long as the donor is sincere, the Auspicious Bodhisattva will naturally bless you with smooth sailing."
Wang Zhi nodded, and at some point there was a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
The precious gold on the end of the Buddha bead is a Buddha head carved from fine jade, connected one by one in series.
"Then... I would like to ask the host, how should we make offerings to this auspicious Bodhisattva?"
The old host smiled and said:
"That's easy to say."
"Please give me flowers and fruits every day after you go home, three times in the morning, noon and evening."
"You still need a glass of water, just drop a little blood from your fingertips into it."
Wang Zhi showed a playful smile:
"The auspicious Bodhisattva needs blood to worship?"
"Buddha... when did he need blood?"
The old host laughed:
"Auspicious Bodhisattva is very special, so naturally there are different ways to worship it."
Wang Zhi nodded, without being polite, took out all the money from his backpack and placed them in piles on the table.
The old host couldn't help but feel elated.
"Thank you so much for your kindness. This auspicious Bodhisattva is yours."
Wang Zhi nodded, but had no intention of leaving.
He gently touched the auspicious Bodhisattva, as if he felt something, and couldn't help but smile:
"I see……"
"The blood offering represents the contract."
"After the contract is connected, the ghosts in this auspicious Bodhisattva will condense and extract the person's fortune in a short time."
"In this way, it will naturally be smooth sailing."
"After all... that means you can use up a lifetime of good things in two or three years..."
"Host, it was your magic that indirectly killed a very important person of mine..."
In an instant, Wang Zhi flicked his finger.
However, the auspicious Bodhisattva let out a mournful cry and shattered into pieces.
The black mist that overflowed from it condensed directly into a soul in mid-air.
The shape of that soul is vaguely... similar to a ninja from the capital of Japan?