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Chapter 120. Murals, Buddha statues, mirrors (4000 words)(1/3)

There may be secret passages in the Tibetan Buddhist temple.

In fact, when I entered the Buddhist temple, Xichengshi had already thought of this problem.

Because there were obvious signs of people coming in the Buddhist temple - the door was knocked open half of the door, and there was blood on the wooden floor.

It can be seen that the blood mark must have been here for a long time, and the dark brown blood mark that had been air-dried left obvious marks on the ground.

And the amount of bleeding was extremely large, and the person who entered the Buddhist temple early seemed to have already had enough oil.

Xicheng style thought, and at the same time, he replaced the flashlight with a new battery.

"Shijun, there seems to be some fighting sound outside."

The White Mur Godzi, who had been guarding the door, issued an anxious reminder.

It has reached this point, but she still doesn't understand that this is the pursuers of the Yongjihui Association chasing them.

"Don't hurry."

Xicheng style quickly replaced the battery and said with a calm expression.

Don't be anxious?

Don't worry if you've reached this level?

The God of White Mist is about to speak-

"If it's a rush to help the situation progress, I'll be anxious, but obviously, it's easier to make mistakes if I'm anxious."

Xicheng style pinched the flashlight and swept the eyes four times with the vertical light of the flashlight.

Seeing his orderly movements, the God of White Mist was also silent.

She also knew that it was useless to be anxious, but she could still remain calm in a crisis situation where the pursuers had already caught up. Could it be that Shi Jun is an iron man? This psychological quality is really nothing to say.

Xichengshi ignored the idea of ​​the Godson of Baiwu. He was busy thinking about where he secretly thought.

"Um..."

It is obvious that this secret passage is unlikely to be hidden on the wall - because according to the visual observation of Xicheng style, the length and width of this Buddhist temple are basically the same as the length and width he visually observed outside, so there is no case of hiding an extra compartment behind the wall.

So since the secret passage is not hidden on the wall... According to common sense, it should be-

"Under the ground?"

A moaning in the West City style.

Yes.

The secret passage... No, it should be said to be authentic here. The entrance to this passage should be covered by the wooden floor of the Buddhist temple.

There is an entrance hidden under a piece of wooden floor.

Thinking of this, Xicheng style subconsciously raised the flashlight and shone it at the blood marks he had just discovered.

If he was right, the blood marks on the ground should be left by the head of the Bai Wu family.

The Bai Wuren, whose lamp was beaten half-dead, was completely wiped out, and the head of the Bai Wu family, with the last trace of fantasy, fled to the Tibetan Buddhist Temple.

He wants to win with the power of the secret flower...

But judging from the results... I guess the head of the Bai Wu family should have failed.

Observe the blood marks on the ground... If the blood marks suddenly disappear, there is a great possibility that that place is the entrance to the tunnel.

But....

Xicheng style frowned and couldn't help but shake her head.

The head of the Baiwu family seemed to have used some technique that could stop bleeding in a short period of time.

The bloodstains spread into the Buddhist temple, and then they completely disappeared.

The wooden floor is clean and there is no flaw at all.

This is no wonder.

The head of the Bai Wu family could think of the bloodstains when Xicheng Style could think of it.

Who is not as smart as a person who can sit in the position of the head of the family?

This clue has ended here.

However, Xicheng Shi was not discouraged, so he turned to look around.

If you want to talk about the most conspicuous thing in the Tibetan Buddhist Temple, it must be the huge Buddha statues enshrined in the Buddhist temple and the small Buddha statues neatly placed under their feet.

There is only one big Buddha statue, about six meters high, and the head is almost reaching the beam.

There are all kinds of small Buddha statues, about one hundred, one about thirty or forty centimeters tall.

These Buddha statues are copper-gray, which has been too old to make their surface dim and lose its luster, and light green copper rust has appeared in some places.

Enjoying table...the Buddha statues enshrined...

These feel similar to the Buddha statues I saw in the Buddhist temple in the past.

Xicheng Style does not understand Buddha, nor does it understand which type of Buddha statues these Buddha statues belong to, so he just touched the big Buddha statues, looked at a few small Buddha statues and turned the flashlight to other places at one glance.

Aside from the Buddha statue, the slightly exaggerated one in this Buddhist temple should be—

"mural."

Xicheng Style raised her head and looked at the mural in front of her.

That's right.

On the left and right walls of the large Buddha statue, there are murals painted by Ukiyo-e.

The so-called Ukiyo-e is actually a Japanese genre painting. This type of painting is mainly used to show the softness of Japanese women.

This painting technique was quite serious at the beginning, but in order to meet the needs of the citizens, Ukiyo-e also used as an illustration in Japanese history for the love industry.

However, the Ukiyo-e mural in front of me is obviously not the case mentioned above.

This mural is very exaggerated, almost occupying the entire wall, and the contents of the left and right murals are exactly the same, symmetrical on both sides.

If you only look at the meaning, it is probably the story of the giant Buddha holding the white and charming flowers in his hand to save the suffering beings.

But strangely... the eyes of the Buddha were not staring at the rescued people. The eyes of the Buddha in the painting were upwards, staring at the dense flower that was held up by his hands to the top of his head.

If the mural on the left was accidentally painted by the painter, the big Buddha on the right also stared at the dense flower?

This slightly attracted the attention of Xicheng style.

In Buddhism, Buddha should be the representative of "no desires and no desires", but the big Buddha in the mural obviously developed greed for the "Text Flower" that blooms in the charming and blooming immortal flower in his palm.

This has violated the most fundamental requirement of Buddhist practice...

"Or it's not impossible to understand it in another way..."

Xicheng style muttered to himself.

This mural mainly wants to tell others that even if a Buddha can save sentient beings without desire or desire, when he sees the flower of immortality, he will eventually be attracted by the magical charm of the word "Immortality" and become greedy...

The Xicheng style couldn't help but get closer. While approaching the mural, he found the handwriting hidden in a corner of the mural.

The air-dried black handwriting is a bit blurry, but it can still be seen clearly.

‘The great Buddha is connected to the immortal flowers.’

Where the Buddha sees is connected to the immortal flowers?

Is this saying that the direction of the eyes of the Buddha is the place where the secret flowers are collected?

Xicheng style subconsciously turned the flashlight and looked at the big Buddha in the mural.

Although the big Buddha in the mural has a compassionate expression, his eyes are always looking at the dense flower that is held above his head.

Yes, the direction that the Buddha's eyes are opposite is above the head...that is, the ceiling.

“…” Xicheng style.

This is unlikely to think about it.

Xicheng-style thoughts were churning, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

He subconsciously put down the flashlight and—

A trace of light seemed to flash across the eyes.

Um?!

etc!

A hint of color flashed in Xicheng style's eyes.

What was the light just now?!

What you have to say... is a bit like...the reflected light from a mirror!

"Reflected light from the mirror?"

Xicheng Style seemed to have thought of something, and the flashlight in his hand shone again at the Buddha in the mural.
To be continued...
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