While they were talking, they had already walked into the bookcase, and the rich fragrance of ink came to their faces. Just as Zhuge Yuan was thinking about where this place was, Li Jinshu's hand grabbed him and leaned against the side. There was light in front.

This time, Li Jinshu didn't even say anything, but used his hand to signal Zhuge Yuan not to make a sound, and followed him slowly forward step by step.

The faint light shone through the gaps in the bookcase. As we kept approaching the light source, the hazy sound of reading came from the house, and there were other people in the house.

But Zhuge Yuan could not see where the person was through the bookcase, but looking at Li Jinshu's calm expression, the current situation should not be dangerous.

As the light source increased, Zhuge Yuan discovered that something was engraved on the surrounding stone pillars, and the giant pillar in front could no longer be seen. Anyway, the content of the nearest giant pillar was someone making a character.

It is said to be a human but not a human. This person who is making characters on a stone actually has two eyes and four eyes. He has six ears and eight hands, as if several people overlap each other, which is very strange.

Then the content of the next pillar was similar to the last time, except that words began to appear on the stone, and the man had one missing hand.

As he continued to look, Zhuge Yuan found that the words created by the strange man on the pillar seemed to have some kind of magical power. As the words were written more and more, the more things appeared in his body were getting less and less.

Until the end, this person who created the characters was like a normal person except for the two pupils and four eyes.

Immediately afterwards, new changes appeared on the giant pillar, and various scenes appeared around the man, and it seemed that he was making characters outdoors.

But strangely, except for the sun in the sky, the mountains and waters around them are stacked.

Other people appeared around, but their bodies were like those who created the characters before, with hands and feet. Moreover, these people were lying on the ground naked, no different from wild animals.

The man continued to write. As he wrote more and more, the people around him gradually became normal and their bodies began to wear clothes.

These people began to follow the four-eyed person to continue writing and writing. As more and more people write, the overlapping landscapes around them gradually became separated from the overlap, and eventually turned into a beautiful landscape painting.

Immediately after this painting is the story of two white snakes, but the pillars behind it are gone, so Zhuge Yuan can't see it.

Zhuge Yuan thought about the contents on the pillars, and took a light look at these bookcases with a light light, and found that the bookcases were filled with historical books.

"Are these pillars all happening in the past? But what does this mean?" Zhuge Yuan thought a lot in his mind for a moment.

But before he could think about it, a blurred figure appeared in the gap between the bookshelf next to him, and Li Jinshu, who was standing beside him, lowered Zhuge Yuan's head.

Behind the stacks of bookcases, in a circular open space surrounded by bookcases, eight people sat upright on the ground.

They were wearing black straight-hem robes and white crown scarves, which were large, not only covering their entire heads but also covering their eyes tightly.

Although they dressed like scholars, they didn't look like scholars at all. These people held books in their hands and pressed them tightly on their faces, one hand stretched out from their abdomen, and quickly recorded something on the bamboo slips spread on the ground.

And what's even more strange is that from time to time, some hands, feet and heads flashed in and out of the black robe, just like the man who made characters on the giant pillar.

Seeing such a scene in this dim environment immediately made Zhuge Yuan's scalp numb.

If it is just extra hands and feet or heads, Zhuge Yuan will not be afraid, but it is obviously not the kind of hands and feet that grow naturally. They are very strange shaking and appear and disappear from time to time.

Zhuge Yuan glanced at Li Jinshu next to him, but found that there was no panic on the other person's face.

He stretched out his two fingers and walked a few times on the back of his hand, signaling Zhuge Yuan to escape quickly.

After looking at the weird people covered with books, Zhuge Yuan slowly moved forward with a complicated expression.

As they left, the layers of book barriers gradually covered the shadows of those black robe, gradually covered 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 the house and the sound of insects blocked everything inside the house.

"Haha, we're here." Li Jinshu punched Zhuge Yuan's shoulder, his face very happy. "After passing Jie Zizhai, it's easier next, let's go."

Li Jinshu had just taken two steps, but was surprised to find that there was no movement behind him. He turned his head and saw that the young man named Zhuge was standing in front of the door with a serious expression without moving.

"Let's go, Brother Zhuge, why are you standing there?"

Hearing Li Jinshu's words, Zhuge Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Senior Li, can you answer a few questions?" As he said that, he glanced at the wooden door behind him with doubt.

"It's okay, you ask."

"What are they doing just now? Why is it so strange? If I don't ask clearly, I really don't know if I want to enter this Pillow Wheel Hall."

Although it was nothing wrong for the Master to come to this place, the Master did not expect that there were too many things, nor did he expect that his friend had been dead for more than a hundred years.

Over such a long time, God knows how much changes have occurred in this Pure Wheel Hall.

In the face of Zhuge Yuan's inquiry, Li Jinshu smiled and said, "It's not that I won't tell you, but some things must be qualified to be told by entering this Pillow Wheel Hall. This is the rule of Pillow Wheel Hall."

Zhuge Yuan obviously did not agree with this. "Senior Li, you can't say that. Then do we follow the rules of Pillow Hall when we come to this place secretly?"

Li Jinshu was stunned and then laughed, "Hahaha, you guys, but you're right. Since we're here, we don't have to abide by the rules of Pillow Wheel Hall. Besides, you're about to enter Pillow Wheel Hall, so it would be the same if you knew it if you were later."

Hearing the other party changed his words, Zhuge Yuan hurriedly stepped forward. "Senior Li, what are those people doing just now? What are their hands and feet?"

"Actually, there is nothing wrong. The people in Jie Zizhai are just asking about recording history books. As for their hands, heels, and heads, they are not theirs, but theirs."

"Ah?" These words made Zhuge Yuan even more confused.

"Don't worry, listen to me tell you slowly."

"Brother Zhuge, do you know the five directions of Buddhism?"

"I know a little bit about it. I have read it from the idle storybook. Buddhism believes that the world belongs to the five directions, and the Buddha is in charge of these five directions."

"That's the past. Now the five worlds are not under the control of the Buddha."

Zhuge Yuan's pupils shrank, "So, what is said in the book is true?"

"Of course it's true, otherwise where do you think Nixianshunren came from? Nixianshunren is just us in other five worlds."

"So there are five in the world? And there are other us in the five worlds?" Zhuge Yuan instantly felt his mind was very confused at this moment, and the past cognition and new cognition were colliding strongly.

At this moment, Li Jinshu was still continuing, "In fact, the past world was not from five directions, but completely chaotic. The world and livestock were mixed together. There were no rules, nothing was unchanged, and nothing was in sequence."

"Originally, my ancestors were living in such a daze, but some people began to think that this was wrong. Is it always right? And such a person is the master of the generations."

Hearing this, the contents on the stone pillars in Jiezizhai quickly flashed through Zhuge Yuan's mind, and in an instant something was connected.

"The masters of all generations made the first stroke, borrowed the words to enter the Tao, broke the chaos and established rules, and divided the world of meson into five." Li Jinshu said as he stretched out his hand and drew a circle out of thin air, pointing it one by one in the east, south, west, and north of the circle. "Five points are connected to circles, this is the paddle wheel."

"As for the Buddhist sayings, just listen to them, cause and effect are all wrong. In their place, it is not that the Buddha did something, but that someone became their Buddha after he did something."
Chapter completed!