Strange Sequence: Longevity from Guoshu

Chapter 169 The Great Hall of Great Heroes, Collapsing!

A large number of people from the foot of the mountain crowded into the Daxiong Hall. In order to burn a stick of incense in front of the Buddha, they pushed and shoved.

At this moment, the main hall suddenly began to shake.

"No, an earthquake, this place is going to collapse!"

Someone screamed, the crowd was rushing into the hall in a row, and those who finally squeezed inside turned around and ran out.

The two streams of people collided with each other, and they were thrown into chaos.

Finally, everyone ran out, and the Daxiong Hall collapsed. The Buddha statue inside was knocked down by the beams on the roof, and turned into broken wood on the ground.

Everyone looked at all this in a daze, "How can this be done? Why did this hall collapse? The Buddha here is not working!"

"The main hall can collapse, so it must not work here. Damn it, I came here from such a far away!"

Everyone complained one after another. The villagers and women couldn't accept such a result, and they kept chattering: "I am the first stick of incense burned, the first stick of incense, no matter how the first stick of incense is spiritual, right?" !"

"Where are the monks in the temple, find out and ask!"

At this time, someone discovered that the monks in the yard had disappeared when everyone was scrambling to burn incense just now.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and went to the temple to find the monk.

A devout believer who often came to offer incense, saw an old monk walking down the mountain at the gate of the temple, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Hey, isn't this the abbot? Did you know that the main hall has collapsed!"

"Almsgiver!" The old monk saluted first, and then said: "If it collapses, it will collapse. All appearances are illusory. If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata. The Buddha does not need people to erect images for him. There is no place for the Buddha." Not here!"

"Master host, what you said, the palace collapsed, what are you going to do? By the way, are you going down the mountain? Where are you going?"

The old monk sighed a Buddha's name, "It's ridiculous that the poor monk has practiced Zen for more than 30 years. He has been guarding a clay puppet and wooden stem, and he wants to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. It's ridiculous to think about it. His heart was confused by the world of mortals and committed many sins. Fortunately, I The Buddha is merciful, he did not give up on me who went astray, and bestowed the Sanskrit sound to wipe away the dust from the altar for us, now that I am enlightened, I will naturally go down the mountain to do good deeds, so as to eliminate the sins I have committed these years!"

The words of the old monk were obviously beyond the comprehension of the believer. After the old monk finished speaking, he stopped talking to the believer, sang the Buddha's name again, and walked away.

When the Sanskrit sound disappeared and the golden light dissipated, Jiang You knew that his clarity was difficult.

When going down the mountain, I saw monks coming down one after another. Except for the clothes and the rosary hanging around their necks, there was nothing else on their bodies, except that the old monk had an extra bamboo stick in his hand.

The monks were not afraid when they saw Jiang You in the nearby forest. They took it as usual, and some of them smiled at Jiang You.

Seeing that these monks were not afraid of him, Jiang You stepped forward to a young monk who smiled at him and said, "Monk, are you not afraid of me?"

"Almsgiver, Buddhism spreads across the world, why should the poor monk be afraid of you?"

Jiang You saw that these monks had been cleansed by the Sanskrit sound, and indeed they already had the smell of great compassion from Buddhism, "Master, I just want to ask, what date is it today?"

The monk was not surprised to hear Jiang You asked such a strange question, and replied in a kind tone, "Benefactor, today is January [-]st."

It was still October when Jiang You entered the mountain, but he didn't expect that it was almost the New Year, "Thank you Master for clarifying the confusion!"

After Jiang You finished speaking, he turned around and walked down the mountain in great strides. He had to speed up behind him, at least to return to his hometown in Qin Province before the Chinese New Year.

After Jiang You went down the mountain, there were still many unsuspecting believers who had just arrived and went up the mountain in an endless stream. Jiang You was also uncomfortable for everyone to see, so he took the initiative to walk in the mountain forest.

In the forest, he chopped off a stone with a sword, polished it sharp, and shaved the beard on his face.

After walking not far, I saw a yard beside the road. There was a white sign at the door, with the word "tire repair" written on it in red spray paint. It seemed that they repaired tires on vehicles to make a living. An old man was sitting on a saddle smoking a pipe, and when he saw Jiang You coming in, he was frightened and immediately stood up, but seeing Jiang You's clean face, he finally didn't run back to the house directly.

"What are you doing!" the old man asked, speaking in Guizhou dialect, which Jiang You didn't quite understand, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the old man's meaning. Anyone who saw himself like this would ask only two or three questions. sentence.

"Mr., do you have a charging port here? My phone is out of power. Can I charge it here?"

When the old man heard that Jiang You's tone was kind and he still had a mobile phone, he was not a savage, and he was not so nervous, so he let Jiang You into the house to charge.

Jiang You put down the stele, and the soil in the courtyard was sunken. He looked at the old man in amazement, "Young man, what are you doing with such a stele on your back? Is it a gift?"

Jiang You couldn't understand the old man's dialect, so he just smiled at the old man, but the old man didn't take it seriously, and after entering the house, he searched for the charging cable of his mobile phone and gave it to Jiang You to charge it in the living room.

After Jiang You plugged in the phone, he quickly turned it on. After the phone got a signal, there were indeed [-] missed calls.

Some of them were calls from my second uncle, two unknown numbers.

Jiang You first called his second uncle, and the phone was quickly connected.

"Jiang'er? Is it Jiang'er?"

"Second Uncle, it's me!"

"Hahaha, you boy, I knew it was impossible to kill an ordinary landslide!"

The second uncle laughed loudly on the other end of the phone, but despite the ease he said, the dozen or so missed calls on the phone were real.

Jiang You briefly explained to his second uncle that he had experienced a landslide, the high-speed rail was buried, and he had just walked out of the mountain.

"That's good, as long as people are fine, you don't know, the world is going crazy during this time!" The second uncle told Jiang You some things he learned through his own channels, and Jiang You knew what happened in the world. There are so many miracles, the blue fog is not only here, the whole country, the whole world is shrouded in blue fog that day, the second uncle especially mentioned Luoshan, the blue fog dissipated the next day, But Luoshan was still filled with blue mist, and it was getting thicker and denser.

The second uncle sent people in to check, but none of the people who went in came back!
Hearing this, Jiang You was worried, but he just told his second uncle not to enter Luoshan, because there is great terror in Luoshan!
The two chatted for a while, but the second uncle didn't dare to tell the family about Jiang You's disappearance, so that Jiang You could feel at ease. The second uncle will come back this year for the Chinese New Year, and the two agreed to meet in their hometown.

(End of this chapter)