Masterful appearance

() The relic is a crystal formed by the cremation of an eminent Buddhist monk after his death. It is highly respected among Buddhists, not to mention the head bone relic of Master Xuanzang, which can be called a sacred object of Buddhism.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang believed in metaphysics and numerology, Taoism and Buddhism each formed a family, and put the clues of the Ming Tombs in the underground palace. No matter how Chu Tianci thought about it, he thought Zhu Yuanzhang was a bit funny.

Chu Tianci wandered back and forth for a long time, raised his head and asked in surprise.

"Since there is an underground palace, how do we go down?"

"Hey, do you think you are an eminent monk or the Lord Buddha? The underground palace of Daci'en Temple is a sacred place in the entire Buddhist world, and it is also a forbidden place. Unless it is a major ceremony or a Buddhist event, the underground palace is impossible to open. It is impossible to let you go down." Yue Qianling said.

Chu Tianci had no choice but to walk out of the Xuanzang Memorial Hall, rubbing his hair and saying regretfully.

"It's easier to rob a bank than this. It's impossible to mess around in a clean place. If Brother Qian happened to be in Jingzhao in other places, just find some people to sneak in. But it's in the underground palace. It's impossible to force it in. You have to think about it." Way."

"Actually... I really have a solution." Yue Qianling said with a smile.

"Hehe, you can still think of a way with your brain." Chu Tianci smiled weakly, and now he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor. "Tell me and listen."

"It's okay for the gods and Buddhas in the sky not to eat or drink, but they also have to offer incense, but the [-] monks in the Great Mercy Temple have to eat every day, right?" Yue Qianling said while pushing Gu Anqi in front of Tianci. "Nowadays, there are overseas Chinese good women who donate property to the Da Ci'en Temple, and they can be regarded as meritorious believers. If they want to pay homage to Master Xuanzang's relics and spread Buddhism, this request is not too much."

"That's right, Sister Qianling has a good idea. Donate my skills to the Da Ci'en Temple, and then ask to enter the underground palace. I believe the host will agree."

Qiu Nuo smiled slightly and shook his head.

"Buddhist disciples are all empty. In their hearts, the relics in the underground palace are the supreme treasure. How can they be compared with money? What's more, Da Ci'en Temple is a world-famous temple with a lot of incense. To put it bluntly, people don't look down on us at all. donated money."

Chu Tianci stood up from the bench and took a deep breath.

"Although Qianling's method doesn't work, the idea is correct. Donating money will definitely not break the door of the underground palace. When Xuanzang was learning Buddhist scriptures, Tathagata also asked him to exchange things. He couldn't help it. In the end, he gave away the begging purple gold. The bowl was taken out, the Lord Buddha is an old man who knows things, so he gave the scriptures, explaining that as long as you do what you like, there is no door that cannot be opened."

"It's just that you have a lot of ideas. Since donating money is not enough, what else can you give?" Yue Qianling asked with a pout.

"Fortunately, you are still doing archaeology. Of course, it is cultural relics. Finding a few Buddhist cultural relics with historical origins to donate is far more important than donating money."

"What you said is simple. It's okay to find my dad in Rongcheng and find a way, but this is Jingzhao. I don't know the place where I live. Where can I find Buddhist cultural relics?"

Chu Tianci smiled without saying a word, and walked out confidently with his hands behind his back. The three girls behind him didn't know what medicine he bought in the gourd, but Chu Tianci probably had a way to calm down.

In fact, Chu Tianci now thinks of Huo Qian. Dragons have dragons, snakes have snakes. Huo Qian has been in this business for more than ten years, even in Jingzhaomen.

Yue Qianling took Chu Tianci to the ghost market in Rongcheng. That time it was an eye-opener, but now that he and Huo Qian are standing in the Tang West Market, Chu Tianci understands what it means to be dwarfed by comparison.

This place is completely restored and built according to the style and features of Chang'an West City in ancient times. It is the largest antique trading city in the country. There is no need to compare a ghost market and a city to know the difference. There are all kinds of antiques in the entire Datang West City. No surprises.

Chu Tianci scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

"Brother Qian, let me help you find a way to get some Buddhist cultural relics, you are too cut corners, what's so interesting about setting up a stall in broad daylight."

"There's no other way." Huo Qian said helplessly, pulling his glasses. "If you are looking for other things, I can still think of a way for you. You want Buddhist cultural relics. These things are either enshrined by believers at home, or they are left outside in the National Museum...you understand."

"Then what did you bring us here for?"

"There's a store called Lifozhai in Tang West City. It has the largest and most complete collection of Buddhist relics in Qingyishui. Just try your luck, and you might get something unexpected."

Reality always differs greatly from expectations. Within 10 minutes of entering, Yue Qianling dragged Qiu Nuo and Gu Anqi out. Even someone like Yue Qianling who is not familiar with antiques couldn't stand it. One can imagine How bad are the Buddhist relics in this Rifozhai.

Chu Tianci walked out without saying a word. The things inside were either vulgar or fake, all to fool the rich, and there was nothing of value.

"How about I send someone from Rongcheng to inform Liu Hao to come over." Huo Qian said.

"...Let Liu Hao lead people into the underground palace by force?" Chu Tianci immediately realized Huo Qian's meaning and shook his head quickly. "How can the important place of Buddhism mess around?"

Qiu Nuo followed behind him very quietly all the time, and suddenly said with a faint smile.

"Brother Tianci, why don't you try to find Aunt Jingwan, she might have something that can help you."

"Aunt Jingwan...Aunt Jing is also in Jingzhao?" Chu Tianci asked in surprise.

"Aunt Jing is originally from Jingzhao, and my family is also in Jingzhao, but I went to Rongcheng because of work needs." Qiu Nuo said with a calm smile.

The hope that had been extinguished in Chu Tianci's eyes was lit up again. Thinking of the grandeur and shock of Jingwan Tangyuan, as well as the jaw-dropping collection in the basement, Chu Tianci believed that if anyone else could help him, it was not Jingwan. I can't be polite.

Huo Qian didn't go with him because he still had to take care of the Terracotta Warriors. Chu Tianci described the scenery of Tangyuan to Yue Qianling and Gu Anqi along the way. Since Jingzhao is Jingwan's home, Rongcheng's Tang Yuan is already magnificent, let alone the base camp.

When Qiu Nuo stepped forward, Chu Tianci had a dumbfounding expression on his face. Although there was a house in front of him, compared with the Tang Garden in his memory, Chu Tianci only thought of two words now.

Shabby!

Seeing Qiu Nuo taking people home, Jingwan smiled lightly and was as calm as ever, with a noble and majestic aura exuding from her, which could easily infect the people around her, even Yue Qian, who had always been heartless. After seeing Jing Wan, Ling also became quiet.

Compared with the excitement in Tang Yuan, this place can only be described as elegant, with no one except Jing Wan.

"Godsend, it's been a few months since we left Rongcheng, so don't come here without any problems." Jingwan asked softly while brewing tea gracefully.

When Chu Tianci was in the mountains, all he read was ancient books, and for a long time, he spoke in a manner that was unknowingly polite, but from Jing Wan's mouth, Chu Tianci couldn't hear a trace of affectation.

"Hello, Aunt Jing, I never expected to see you again in Jingzhao." Chu Tianci said with a smile.

Qiu Nuo told Jing Wan everything about Lai Jingzhao.

"Aunt Jing, I know you believe in Buddhism. Now we want to enter the underground palace, so we need something that will allow us to enter. I don't know if you have it here."

Jing Wan took a sip of the fragrant tea and said calmly.

"There are a few Buddhist cultural relics in the Buddhist hall. I'll take you to see if they can be used."

The Buddhist hall is actually a small separate room, and the inside is very solemn with incense candles curling around. Ever since Jing Wan pushed the door open, Chu Tianci has never closed his mouth.

On the left side of the room, there is a Zen stick on the bright yellow brocade. The body of the statue is composed of eight petals of multiple lotus. The lower end of the Zen stick is decorated with three columns of decorative patterns.

The body of the stick is hollow, and the whole body is lined with vines and vines. The twelve monks of Yuanjue are engraved on it, holding Dharma bells and standing on the lotus platform. .

The head of the staff is twisted with silver wire to form two peach-shaped wheels. On the top of the wheels, there is a waist seat of Yanglian Liuyun, and a wisdom pearl is placed on it.

Among them, the four large rings symbolize the Four Noble Truths: Suffering, Collection, Ceasement, and Tao; the twelve small rings represent the twelve scriptures.The head of the staff is double wheels, four strands and twelve rings, the four strands are made of silver bars, and each strand is set with three carved gold rings.

The corner of Chu Tianci's mouth twitched involuntarily. In this ordinary room, there was such a stunning Zen staff for worship.

Looking carefully at the inscription on the side of the Zen stick, Chu Tianci was completely shocked.

In the 14th year of Zhunxiantong of Wensi Academy, on March 23, an imperial order was made to welcome the real body, a silver gold flower twelve-ring tin stick, and the gold weighed 60 taels in total, and the inner gold weighed two taels, 58 taels of silver.

"This is a royal thing! It was made by Tang Yizong to enshrine the Buddha!"

"God-given, good eyesight, the Buddha told all the monks: holding this stick is holding the Buddha's body, and all the actions are in it, Tang Yizong ordered people to build this stick because of this." Jing Wan said with a disapproving smile. "If it can help you, take it."

Chu Tianci remained silent for a long time. Even Yue Qianling, who is engaged in archaeology and has participated in so many archaeological research projects, has never seen any Buddhist cultural relics that can be compared with this Zen stick. , Undoubtedly belong to the national super cultural relics.

And Jing Wan actually gave it to herself without even thinking about it, as if in her eyes it was as simple as giving an embroidery needle, but it was amazing how Chu Tianci had seen the cultural relics collected by Jing Wan when he was in Tangyuan.

However, what makes Chu Tianci even more curious is that the funeral book records that the whereabouts of this Zen stick has long been unknown. How did it end up in Jing Wan’s hands? It was one of the many items in the Buddhist hall, and Chu Tianci didn't dare to guess what happened behind him that surprised him.