Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 47: Incense
As soon as Xinhui finished saying this, she seemed to have noticed her slip of the tongue immediately.
"Buddha Amitabha, I have committed sins and sins, and my disciples have committed anger. Afterwards, they must copy the scriptures a hundred times to show punishment."
After saying these words, Xinhui raised her head again and looked at Li Huowang calmly. After looking at it carefully for a while, he nodded lightly. "The old man knows why this is, Xuanyang benefactor, come with me."
Looking at the group of monks, Li Huowang couldn't do anything if he didn't follow him. He inserted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard behind his back, turned around and followed.
Xinhui did not go anywhere else, but brought everyone back to the place where the Buddha statue was carved before. "Master Xuanyang, did you just see those dirty things here?"
Li Huowang, who was surrounded by monks, was stunned when he saw everything in front of him. The unfinished stone statue that had become Roshan before reappeared in front of him as if he was joking with him. "How is this-"
"Donor, please continue to follow me."
Accompanied by Xinhui, Li Huowang slowly walked forward, passed the place where the Buddha statue was sculpted, and came to the place where he saw the animals.
Here, there is also no beast, there are only stone unicorns and stone lions that have not been completed. They are neatly arranged in large and small stone auspicious animals, staring silently ahead.
At this moment, Xinhui suddenly pulled out the long sword behind Li Huowang and slashed with force, and a slap-sized lion head was chopped off.
Xinhui grabbed the head of the stone lion and placed it in Li Huowang's hand.
Li Huowang gently stroked the stone lion's head with his fingers. The texture of the stone and the heavy weight were clearly true!
"How could this be—" Li Huowang, who was bewildered, didn't give up. He walked over and touched the sculptures with his hands one by one, and found that they were indeed real.
In the end, he stood at the door of the hall and looked inside, and saw a statue sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat, holding a bowl in his left hand. The majestic megalithic Buddha with his right hand pointing vertically to the ground appeared in front of Li Huowang impressively.
"This is impossible! I just saw it clearly and clearly! How could it be fake?"
Hearing Li Huowang's words, Abbot Xinhui sighed lightly, "Amitabha, benefactor, you are not very sick."
The confused Li Huowang turned his head to look at Xinhui, and said in amazement, "Could it be that I'm sick? Are the hallucinations I saw just now?"
Xinhui nodded gently, "Donor, what disease do you have yourself, you must know better than us outsiders?"
"Could it be that I have eaten so much Hei Tai Sui that I can only last so long? Have hallucinations started again?" Li Huowang clasped his head with both hands and muttered to himself in pain.
Hearing Li Huowang say this, a group of repulsive monks gathered around and began to discuss in a low voice.
"After a long time, he turned out to be a lunatic."
"If there is nothing to do, just ask him to go. If he goes crazy one day, it will be bad if he cuts him."
"Boo!" Xinhui's words quieted all the monks.
He walked into the hall and lit four incense sticks, then turned around and handed it to Li Huowang, "It's okay to trouble me waiting for Buddhist disciples, but it's not good to disturb the Buddha, so give the Buddha a good incense. Well."
"Send incense?" Li Huowang's eyes, whose muscles were instantly tense, were constantly exchanged among the Buddha, Xinhui, and the four incense sticks.
"Donor, what are you waiting for? It's your fault in this matter." Xinhui stretched out the four incense sticks in her hand.
In Li Huowang's mind, he recalled the squirming monsters, the monsters covered in monks.
If that thing is real, if you incense it in the past, wouldn't you bring it to its mouth and let it eat?
"Donor, what are you hesitating about?"
Li Huowang looked at Xinhui who said this, and a trace of displeasure began to appear on his face at this time.
He touched the genuine stone lion in his hand, and then looked up at the dazzling sun above his head.
Li Huowang threw the lion's head, took the incense with both hands, stepped over the door frame, and walked slowly towards the stone statue.
He walked very slowly, his body and spirit were highly tense, and cold sweat began to hang on his forehead.
No matter how slow he went, Li Huowang finally walked under the big Buddha. The Buddha was still the Buddha, and he did not turn into that disgusting monster.
Li Huowang held incense in both hands, stood in front of the incense burner, and looked up again. Looking up from this angle, he could just see the giant Buddha, who was watching himself with eyes that were neither happy nor sad, making people unable to help themselves. Awe.
As Li Huowang raised the incense above his head, the four incense sticks flicked gently, and the white smoke swirled in the air and floated toward the top of the hall.
Li Huowang held the incense and worshiped three times, solemnly inserted the incense into the incense burner, turned around and returned to the outside of the temple.
Seeing that the contradiction was resolved, the group of monks gradually dispersed, came back to their seats, picked up the tools and continued to carve.
Xinhui and Li Huowang walked slowly outside along the stone brick road in the middle of the statue.
"Donor Xuanyang, since your illness is so serious, don't run around and wait for the Pudu Festival with peace of mind."
"Although your illness is troublesome, compared to your illness, Danyangzi is undoubtedly more dangerous. You eat every bite, and you do things one by one." Xinhui turned the beads in her hands, facing Li Huowang beside him said.
Li Huowang raised his head, looked at the bright sun above his head again, and stretched his waist with his hands high. "Abbot, for my hysteria, is there a solution in Zhengde Temple?"
"Well.... I can let my disciples try it out. Whether it can be successful or not is still a matter of choice. After all, there is no inheritance of Huang Qi's art in this hospital."
"It's okay, I'll just ask casually, anyway, I've been crazy for so long, I'm used to it." Li Huowang looked indifferent, "By the way, abbot, what did you do just now? Why did the thing in my arms suddenly arrive? Do you have it?"
"Hehehe, it's just a little trick, it's not worth mentioning."
"Abbot, don't be humble at this time. If you don't care about it, then what is a person like me ~IndoMTL.com~ is better than a bug."
"Hsuanyang benefactor, that's not how things are calculated. You can see that although Danyangzi is not as strong as me, he can be regarded as a middle-ranking person outside, but hasn't he been eliminated by you in the end?"
"Anyone like Dan Yangzi are all in the middle? How powerful is the upper? Abbot, is there a distinction between high and low people like you?"
"Yes, yes, there are things like the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, but those are all random arrangements made by boring people. Monks don't seek false names and don't care about these."
This is not a long road. The two have walked for a long time and talked a lot. Li Huowang also obtained a lot of useful information in this world from Xinhui.
After leaving the carving ground, Li Huowang stopped and saluted Xinhui, "Thank you abbot for clarifying your doubts."
"Where is it? It's just a little bit of work. The donor of Xuanyang is sick, so let's go back and rest first."
After being polite to each other, Li Huowang looked left and right, and after not seeing any trace of the old monk, he turned and walked towards his residence.
He walked slowly, looking preoccupied as if he was thinking about something.
After walking for half an hour, Li Huowang finally came to his residence. Just as the door was closed, Li Huowang's expression instantly turned hideous. Clenched fists with both hands and slammed into the wall.
Although I don't know what the monks used to confuse the senses, as a patient who has alternated between hallucinations and reality for a long time, Li Huowang can't do anything else, but he can't be more sensitive to these.
The feeling that the big Buddha gave me just now was obviously wrong. The feeling was the same as the hallucination hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Those stone carvings are all fake! The big Buddha is fake too! They were all conjured up by tricks!! What I saw before was not an illusion at all!"