While they were talking, they had already walked into the bookcase, and the rich scent of ink hit their faces. Just when Zhuge Yuan was thinking about where this place was, Li Jinshu's hand pulled him and leaned aside. There was light in front of him.
This time, Li Jinshu didn't even say anything. He just gestured with his hands to signal Zhuge Yuan not to make a sound, and followed him slowly forward step by step.
A meager light shone through the gaps in the bookcase. As it got closer to the light source, the dim sound of reading came from the room. There were other people in the room.
But through the bookcase, Zhuge Yuan couldn't see where anyone was, but looking at Li Jinshu's calm expression, the current situation should not be dangerous.
As the light source increased, Zhuge Yuan discovered that there were things carved on the surrounding stone pillars. The giant pillar in front could no longer be seen. Anyway, the content of the nearest giant pillar showed someone making characters.
It is said to be a human but does not look like a human. The man who is making characters on the stone actually has two pupils, four eyes, six ears and eight hands, as if he were several people overlapping each other, which is very strange.
Then came the content of the next pillar. This time the content was similar to the last time, except that words began to appear on the stone, and the man's hand was missing.
As he continued to read, Zhuge Yuan discovered that the characters made by the weird man on the pillar seemed to have some kind of magical power. As the characters were written more and more, the extra things on his body became less and less.
Until the end of writing, except for the two pupils and four eyes, the person who created the characters was already the same as a normal person.
Then new changes appeared on the giant pillar, and various scenes appeared around the man. It looked like he was making characters outdoors.
But the strange thing is that except for the sun in the sky, the surrounding mountains and waters are all overlapping.
There were other people appearing around, but their bodies were the same as those who had created the characters before, with arms and legs. Moreover, these people were lying naked on the ground, no different from wild beasts.
The man continued to write, and as he wrote more and more, the people around him gradually began to look like normal people, and their bodies began to wear clothes.
These people began to follow the four-eyed man and continued to make characters and write books. As more and more people wrote, the overlapping landscapes around him gradually broke away from the overlap, and finally turned into a beautiful landscape painting.
Immediately behind this painting is the story of two white snakes, but the pillars behind are out of light, so Zhuge Yuan cannot see it.
Zhuge Yuan thought about the contents on those pillars, then took a quick look at the bookcases under the dim light, and found that the bookcases were full of history books.
"Could these pillars be filled with things that happened in the past? But what does this mean?" Zhuge Yuan thought a lot for a while.
But before he could think about it, a vague figure appeared in the gap of the bookshelf on the side, and Li Jinshu pushed Zhuge Yuan's head down.
Behind the stacked bookcases, in a circular space surrounded by bookcases, eight people were sitting on the ground.
They wore black robes with straight skirts that covered the floor, and white crowns and scarves on their heads. The crowns and scarves were too large, not only covering their entire heads but also tightly covering their eyes.
Although they dress like scholars, they don't look like scholars at all. I saw these people holding books in both hands and pressing them firmly on their faces. One hand stretched out from their abdomen and quickly spread the books on the ground.
What is recorded on the bamboo slips on the ground?
What's even more weird is that from time to time, some hands, feet and heads flash in and out of the black robe, just like the man who made the characters on the giant pillar.
Seeing such a scene in this dim environment immediately made Zhuge Yuan's scalp numb.
If there were just extra limbs or heads, Zhuge Yuan wouldn't be afraid, but they are obviously not the kind of limbs that grow naturally. They are shaking in a weird way, and they appear and disappear.
Zhuge Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Li Jinshu aside, only to find that there was no trace of panic on his face.
He stretched out two fingers and walked on the back of his hand a few times, signaling Zhuge Yuan to run away quickly.
After taking a look at the weird people covering their faces with books, Zhuge Yuan slowly moved forward with a complicated expression.
As they left, the layers of book barriers gradually obscured the figures in black robes, gradually obscured the candlelight, and finally the sound of reciting gradually became smaller.
Finally, with a small click, a side door was opened, and the green scenery outside and the sound of insects cut off everything inside.
"Haha, we're here." Li Jinshu punched Zhuge Yuan on the shoulder with a very happy face. "After passing this Jie Zizhai, the next step will be easy, let's go."
Li Jinshu had just taken two steps when he was surprised to find that there was no movement behind him. He turned around and saw that the young man named Zhuge was standing in front of the door with a solemn expression and did not move.
"Let's go, little brother Zhuge, what are you doing standing still?"
After hearing Li Jinshu's words, Zhuge Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Senior Li, can you answer a few questions for me?" He glanced at the wooden door behind him doubtfully.
"It doesn't matter, you ask."
"What were they doing just now? Why is it so weird? If I don't ask clearly, I really don't know whether I want to enter this Minglun Hall."
Although it was not wrong for the Master to come to this place, there were many things that the Master did not expect, nor did he expect that his good friend had been dead for more than a hundred years.
Over such a long period of time, God knows how many changes have taken place in this Minglun Hall.
Facing Zhuge Yuan's inquiry, Li Jinshu smiled and said, "It's not that I won't tell you, but there are some things that you must enter the Ming Lun Hall to be qualified to be told. This is the rule of the Ming Lun Hall."
Zhuge Yuan obviously didn't agree with this. "Senior Li, you can't say that. Then do we abide by the rules of Minglun Hall by secretly coming here?"
Li Jinshu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Hahaha, you kid, but you are right. Since we are here, we don't have to abide by the rules of Minglun Hall. Besides, you are about to enter this Minglun Hall."
It’s the end of the cycle, it’s the same if you know it earlier or later.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing that the other party changed his mind, Zhuge Yuan quickly took a step forward. "Senior Li, what were those people doing just now? What about their hands and feet?"
"Actually, it's nothing. The people in Jie Zizhai are just asking about the history books. As for the hands, feet and heads on their bodies, they are not theirs, but those of those who rebel against the immortal and follow the people."
"Ah?" These words made Zhuge Yuan even more confused.
"Don't be anxious, listen to me and tell you slowly."
"Brother Zhuge, do you know the five directions of Buddhism?"
"I know a little bit. I read it in a book of miscellaneous stories. Buddhism believes that the world is divided into five directions, and the Buddha is in charge of these five directions."
"That was in the past. Now the world of the five directions is no longer under the control of Buddha."
Zhuge Yuan's pupils shrank when he heard these words, "So, everything in the book is true?"
"Of course it's true. Otherwise, where do you think Ni Xian Shun Ren came from? Ni Xian Shun Ren is just us from other five worlds."
"So there are five worlds? And there are other us in the five worlds?" Zhuge Yuan instantly felt that his mind was in a mess at this moment, and the past cognition was strongly colliding with the new cognition.
At this moment, Li Jinshu continued, "Actually, the world in the past was not divided into five directions, but was completely chaotic. The world's world and animals were all mixed together. There were no rules, nothing was static, and everything
There is no order of precedence."
"Originally, our ancestors lived in such a muddleheaded way, but some people began to feel that this was wrong. Is this the right thing to do all the time? And such people are the ancestors of all generations."
Upon hearing this, the contents on the stone pillars in Jiezi Zhai just now flashed through Zhuge Yuan's mind, and in an instant some things were connected together.
"The ancestors of all generations wrote the first stroke, borrowed words to enter the Tao, broke the chaos and established rules, and divided the meson world into five parts." Li Jinshu said, stretched out his hand and drew a circle out of thin air, and clicked on the southeast, northwest and northwest of the circle one by one.
."Five points connected in a circle, this is a paddle wheel."
"As for what Buddhism says, just listen to it. Cause and effect are wrong. For them, it's not what Buddha did, but who became their Buddha after doing something."