Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 267 A Strong Psychological Hint
The plan went very smoothly, Fifth Brother and Qian Sheng went out first to send a signal to the people inside.

Lin Yi then led Wang Qiang and Bai Lu out of the well.

After coming out, I changed into the clothes I prepared in advance, and slipped out through the back door.

After driving Wang Qiang to the foot of the mountain, the group of people drove back and asked to open the mountain gate to enter.

They have a special status now, and the monks and laymen staying behind in the monastery respect them very much. They sympathize with Wang Qiang who "unfortunately fell ill", and ask them from time to time if they need help.

They were all politely rejected by the fifth brother.

They said that they had no other requirements, they just wanted to come to the Buddhist Pure Land to cultivate their sentiments and cleanse their inner irritability.

My friends don't worry about the masters, everything is fine. They just want to walk around in the temple as they please, so please be kind to the masters.

How could they refuse this request?
Brother Wu clasped his palms together to express his gratitude, and the monks in the temple led Lin Yi and his party to walk around the Pujing Temple and give various explanations.

When they first arrived here that day, they had already walked around, but they were not allowed to enter some places at that time, especially the several halls that existed in the Qing Dynasty. Due to disrepair, they have not been opened to the public recently.

I am reporting the repairs to the local religious association, but it has not yet reached the point where it is completely impossible to enter the dilapidated house.

But since Fifth Brother and the others want to see it, it's okay to open it and go in to have a look.

However, after looking around this time, there is nothing new to gain.

In those halls that had never been entered, there was nothing they were looking for.

In the end, the group of four stopped at the gate of the small courtyard where the host lived, which was considered the most secluded place in the entire temple.

When they first came in, they couldn't get here.

The two courtyard doors of the small courtyard were closed and hung with a big lock.

Through the wall, you can still see a large attic inside, which is magnificent and beautiful.

"Could it be that this is the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Pujing Temple?"

Lin Yi pointed at the building and asked casually, and the accompanying monk immediately replied:
"Yes, this is the Sutra Pavilion of our temple. It contains some information about our temple, scriptures and classics, relics enshrined by the former abbot, and some Buddhist treasures enshrined by donors, laymen and pilgrims.

Moreover, this is the residence of the host and is not open to the public. "

Lin Yi let out an "oh", and was about to turn around and leave when the idea of ​​going in and taking a look suddenly popped into his mind.

He seldom makes such a hot-headed move, not to mention that his master has said that this place is not open to the public.

If you want to go in and take a look, wouldn't that be causing trouble to others?
But when he turned to leave, the desire to go in and take a look became stronger.

That uncontrollable curiosity quickly reached his forehead, which is commonly known as "upper head".

After organizing his words a little, he said:
"Oh, that's a pity. I don't have a connection with Buddhism, but I'm very interested in these ancient and rare books. It's a pity that this place is not open to the public."

Lin Yi said it was a pity, but he never moved a step.

Fifth Brother has been in the world for a long time, but he still can’t understand what he means?
He said directly to the monk: "We have come all the way and donated incense to your temple. If you are like this, help us and ask if we can visit the Sutra Pavilion?"

The monk looked a little embarrassed, but the people in front of him had special identities, and he couldn't decide this kind of thing, so it's better to ask.

So, I went to the side and called for instructions.

"Brother, no, what do you think? Do you want to come in here and take a look? Do you think there is something in this Scripture Pavilion?"

Qian Sheng asked in surprise.

In his opinion, Lin Yi is not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble to others.

Unless someone provokes him, he is usually very easy to get along with, so why does he feel a bit possessed by Wang Qiang today?
All the texts and classics that can be placed in the Sutra Pavilion must have passed through the hands of many people. If there is any secret in it, it should not be a secret long ago.

"I had a gut feeling that told me there might be something in here that we were looking for."

"Intuition? Is it similar to a woman's sixth sense?" Bai Lu asked curiously.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly.

"I don't think so. It can only be said to be a strong psychological suggestion. I don't know exactly where this suggestion comes from."

While several people were talking, the accompanying monk replied.

The host allowed them to visit the Sutra Pavilion, but they needed to be accompanied by monks from the temple throughout the journey.

This request is normal.

No matter how rich and powerful you are, the big boss who spends a lot of money, the importance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to a big temple is self-evident.

However, being able to go in and have a look is enough to satisfy Lin Yi's curiosity.

The accompanying monk asked someone to bring him the key and opened the door of the small courtyard. On the left is the host's Zen room, and on the right is the reception area.

Directly opposite is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A modern antique-style loft building, small in scale, with a total of two floors.

The first floor is the Buddhist hall. After entering, there are two security doors on the right. After opening, you can enter the second floor through the internal stairs.

Looking around, a small half of the entire Sutra Library is a bookshelf, in which there are various books related to Buddhism, most of which are modern and modern printed materials, and the binding design is still in an antique style.

In a circle of glass showcases against the wall, there are some yellowed thread-bound books and manuscript scriptures, most of which are incomplete.

Above the display cabinet hangs the portraits of the historical abbots of Pujing Temple.

Under the portraits in front, there are still offerings.

The history of Pujing Temple in its early years was destroyed by a fire by Zhang Xianzhong, and there is no evidence to prove it.

The earliest host can only be counted from Master Xinzheng. Hanging on the left hand side of the door is his hand-painted portrait of a kneeling face in profile.

"There is no portrait of Master Xinzheng in existence. This portrait was copied and enlarged from the insert of a hand-copied scripture in this temple. It is said that the author of the Shurangama Sutra was one of the disciples of Master Xinzheng. The scene of Master Xinzheng chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha was recorded with a paintbrush.

The image of the master chanting sutras with no distractions was recorded. "

As the monk introduced, he led a few people along the corridor.

Lin Yi and Qian Sheng stood in place, staring at the portrait of Xinzheng on the wall without moving for a long time.

It has to be said that the disciple who painted Master Xinzheng's portrait is really good at painting.

It breaks away from the fixed category of ancient figure painting, and instead has a sense of realism.

Especially the outline of the facial features on the side is very well grasped.

It was this profile that attracted Lin Yi and Qian Sheng.

It's not that the painter is so exquisite, but the face of the person in the painting makes them a little puzzled.

The great monk's face seemed kind and benevolent, but underneath his appearance, there was a fierce murderous intent.

　It's the end of the month, ask for a wave of tickets, brothers!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)