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

Chapter 366 The Mother of Evil Demons
Lin Yi and Achang opened the way and took the lead in stepping onto the second level of stairs.

“It’s a miracle that this solid wood staircase is still immortal after so many years and hundreds of years in this dark and humid environment.”

Lin Yi pressed hard on the handrail of the stairs and walked down, sighing.

“I was running down just now and didn’t notice it.

You are right, this staircase is made of fine Burmese goldenrod wood. This kind of old material has basically disappeared from the market.

We all know that small-leaf red sandalwood is good, but small-leaf red sandalwood is difficult to produce large materials. Although some materials are quite thick, they are actually hollow in the middle.

Unlike this Burmese golden flower branch, it has high hardness, delicate material, and the smell it emits can also repel insects. The only disadvantage is that it grows too slowly. It may only grow one centimeter in diameter in ten years, so we also have "one inch of flower branch, one inch of gold" ', hence the name - Golden Flower Branch. "

"Lao San, if you say so, if I cut a few pieces and bring them back to carve beads, I can sell them for a lot of money, right?"

Wang Qiang carefully stroked the stair railing.

"Look at your potential. I just praised you a few times, but now your true colors are revealed, right?"

Hearing Lin Yi talking about him from the front, Wang Qiang took his hand back.

"What does it mean to reveal one's true colors? Aren't I just trying to learn? Why would anyone want this thing to be so heavy? I just think the pattern on it is quite unique."

"Patterns?"

Qian Sheng turned around and shined his flashlight on Wang Qiang's position. Sure enough, there was a pattern on it.

But this pattern does not seem to be specially carved on it. This is one of the few people who carve patterns on the armrests.

In particular, the craftsmanship of this kind of utensil specially designed to serve the emperor will only be more sophisticated.

Furthermore, this pattern is embedded in the layer of varnish painted on the stair railing.

This can basically be regarded as an "engineering accident"
"It seems there is one here too!"

Bai Lu also discovered a pattern similar in shape to this one.

Moreover, this pattern will appear on the handrails of the stairs every once in a while, which seems to be quite regular.

"Mintun, can you understand what this pattern means?"

Mintun lowered his head to study it and shook his head.

"I don't know, it looks like a kind of writing, but we don't have this kind of writing in Myanmar. In addition to Burmese, we also use some Pali and Sanskrit, but this is obviously neither of them."

Lin Yi stopped and looked carefully at these patterns of different shapes.

Each piece is about the size of a palm, rectangular, with traces of twists and turns on it. It looks like a kind of writing, some kind of symbol, and even a bit like the talismans of Chinese Taoism.

"Third brother, copy these patterns from beginning to end. Maybe they will be used later."

"Got it!"

Qian Sheng took out the roller, rice paper and ink from his bag, and Minton held the flashlight for him, rubbing and retaining every pattern on the handle.

Lin Yi led the others all the way down until they came down the stairs to the second floor of the upside-down golden tower.

The surroundings were still dark, but there seemed to be a lot of lighting equipment installed on this floor.

On both sides of the staircase, there are two bronze statues.

Judging from the appearance, they are a man and a woman, kneeling on the ground, holding a copper plate above their heads. There is a layer of white grease and a wick in the copper plate.

Achang reached out and dipped a little grease under his nose and smelled it.

He nodded to Lin Yi.

"no problem!"

Lin Yi took out the lighter, lit the wick, and a flame went down the copper plate.All the lamps above the head were lit.

The furnishings of the entire space are instantly visible.

Only then did everyone finally see all the furnishings on this floor.

They were facing a huge statue, which looked at least seven or eight meters high.

The subject of the statue is a woman with a skull necklace hanging on her upper body. Her hair is disheveled, her skin is blood red, her face is pale, her eyes are wide open, two fangs are growing in her mouth, and her tongue is exposed like a snake spitting messages.

He held a shining golden sickle in one hand and a human head in the other.

Behind her was a pattern of red flames, like a blazing fire. In the flames, there were countless hands stretching upwards helplessly.

Surrounding her are a group of children's statues of different shapes, different in height, fat and thin. Some have green faces and fangs, some have bloody mouths. In short, every statue looks chilling and frightening.

"The Ghost Mother! The Ghost Mother is actually worshiped here!"

Min Tun recognized the identity of the statue at a glance.

"Ghost Mother? Is the ghost mother you are talking about the 'Mother of Evil Ghosts' Hari Emperor Mother?"

Qian Sheng asked.

Mintun nodded in agreement.

"It's not surprising. Although this ghost mother looks fierce, she is also one of the '24 Heavens' of Buddhism. She specializes in protecting women and children. She is the protector of Buddhism. She is called the "Mother of Ghosts" or " Happy Mother”.

There are many branches of Buddhism in Southeast Asia that worship the Ghost Mother. "

"Lao San, what is the background of this ghost mother you are talking about?"

"It's a long story. According to the "Miscellaneous Treasure Sutra" over there, it says: 'There was a great ghost and god king named Panjaka, and his wife Hari Dimu gave birth to five hundred ghosts, all of whom had the strength of strong men. "The youngest son is the most beloved by the ghost mother, and she calls him her beloved son."

This devil was vicious and violent, specializing in killing children for food. The people had no choice but to ask the Buddha for help.

Later, the Buddha took the golden bowl and buckled her beloved son underneath.

The ghost mother searched like crazy and finally found the Buddha. She asked for someone, but the Buddha didn't give it to her. He also gave her a sermon, which meant that you are so anxious after losing a child.

How do the parents of those children you capture and eat their flesh and drink their blood feel?
The ghost mother made a request that if the Buddha released her youngest son, they would stop killing.

The Buddha did not believe her words, so he said to her, unless you take the Three Refuges and the Five Precepts, and refrain from killing any living being for the rest of your life, I will return your beloved son to you.

From then on, the ghost mother converted to Buddhism, and the Buddha released his youngest son as promised. "

After listening to Qian Sheng’s story, Min Tun also added:

"The legends we have here are generally very similar to the content of this story, but here we all believe that her sins are too serious, and the folk rarely have the habit of worshiping the Ghost Mother."

"It does not sound like a good sign, but since she can be enshrined here, there must be a reason for her existence. It's better for everyone to be careful."

"Third brother, you just said that this ghost mother has five hundred sons, but how come I counted several times and found that there are only 490 statues of nine children here?"

"I told you that you are really busy. Why are you counting these things if you have nothing to do? If you have time, let's look for something valuable somewhere. If it doesn't work, we can also look for an exit."

Qian Sheng put his hand on Wang Qiang's arm and pressed it gently to signal him to stop talking.

"Are you sure you counted clearly?"

"Do you think I can't solve the math problems of the second grade of elementary school?"

"That would be bad!"

Qian Sheng frowned.

(End of this chapter)