Lin Xuan of the Red Chamber

Dabei Temple has a long history and flourishing incense. Hundreds of Buddha statues in the temple have been built with golden bodies. Looking at it, it is resplendent and dazzling. .

It’s just that no matter how well it’s built, it’s just a temple. Most of the things inside are Buddha statues, but Lin Xuan is not interested at all, so after coming out of that secluded courtyard, Lin Xuan didn’t take care of it. The intention of taking a look at these scenery is to go back to the Dashi Hall first, and wait there for Mrs. Lin and the others to come back.

This idea is good, but Lin Xuan did not expect that he, who had an extraordinary memory, would get lost inexplicably.Standing in front of this unknown hall, Lin Xuan frowned slightly, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.After he came out of that courtyard, he began to walk forward according to the path in his memory, wanting to return to the Dashi Hall, but now why did he suddenly appear here? He doesn't think his memory has degraded to the point where he can't even remember the path to an extent.

Looking at the palace that suddenly appeared in front of him, a cold light gradually appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes. There was no one else around the palace except Lin Xuan. This was a place as deserted as that courtyard, but with some The difference is that there is even a hint of weirdness in the deserted hall.

Other people probably wouldn't enter this weird hall, but Lin Xuan was different. Although he didn't want to believe in those gods and Buddhas, after rebirth, he could no longer deny the existence of these things, let alone escape.

Lin Xuan lifted up his robe and stepped into the hall without hesitation. In his opinion, no matter what happened, he had to go in to find out.

This hall looks very deserted, without a trace of popularity, which forms a sharp contrast with the prosperity of other halls, which highlights the weirdness of this hall. Lin Xuan looked around and saw that the hall was empty. He was the only one.

Faced with such a strange scene, Lin Xuan not only didn't feel scared, but raised his eyebrows with interest. He knew that maybe in this palace he could find the questions he had buried in his heart for many years.

In the center of this empty hall is a Bodhisattva, about two meters high, covered in glass and gold, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looks lifelike, just like Guanyin Bodhisattva.It’s just different from Guanyin Bodhisattva. This Bodhisattva wears a crown of five Buddhas on his head, and holds a sword with his right hand bent. Sitting on the lotus flower.

Lin Xuan took a few steps forward and looked at this Buddha statue carefully. He didn't believe in Buddha in his past life, so his understanding of Buddha statues was very limited. What he knew was only those widely circulated and well-known Buddha statues, and the Buddha statue in front of him Obviously not well-known, because Lin Xuan didn't know him.

Just when Lin Xuan was looking at the Buddha statue in front of him and thinking, an ethereal voice suddenly came from behind him, "Benefactor, do you want to offer incense?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Lin Xuan was startled in his heart. He could see clearly before that he was the only one in the hall, but if that was the case, why would there be another voice suddenly now? Who could tell? Appearing in this hall so quietly, and yet so close to him.

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Lin Xuan turned around slowly, and what came into view was an old monk in gray robes. The old monk had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and held a Buddhist bead. He looked like an ordinary monk. There is no difference, but the eyes are brighter and wiser than ordinary people. Seeing Lin Xuan looking over, the monk smiled and nodded, with a look of kindness on his face, obviously the words just came from him.

Although he knew that this hall was full of weirdness, and he had already prepared for it, but the way the monk appeared was too weird, so silent, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

Although the monk seemed harmless, Lin Xuan still raised his vigilance silently in his heart, but he didn't show any signs of it on his face. He just asked casually, "Is Master a disciple of Jinshan Temple? Why is this temple so deserted?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, saluted slightly, said Amitabha, and then slowly said: "The benefactor doesn't know, the Bodhisattva enshrined in this hall is far less famous than Dainichi Tathagata and Venerable Avalokitesvara, so those who are willing to come here to worship are better than others." Less elsewhere”

Hearing this, although Lin Xuan was noncommittal on the surface, a faint look of indifference flashed in his eyes. No matter how unfamous, people would come to worship in a thousand-year-old temple like Jinshan Temple. Maybe he will come here alone, this statement is clearly perfunctory.

Looking at the shining golden Buddha statue in front of him, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Master, what kind of Bodhisattva is this Bodhisattva?"

The old monk turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, looked up and down Lin Xuan without a trace, nodded slightly and said, "Almsgiver, this is the Hall of Kongkongzang Bodhisattva, and the temple enshrines Xukongzang Bodhisattva."

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. He had never heard of the Void Bodhisattva. However, in the 5000 years of China, countless gods and Buddhas have been created in it. It is normal for him not to know. Said: "Dare to ask Master, what is the origin of this Bodhisattva of the Void Space?"

The old monk looked quite pleasant, and he took the trouble to explain Lin Xuan's questions one after another in detail: "The Bodhisattva of the Void Store, also translated as the Bodhisattva of the Pregnant Space. Boundless, like the void, hence the name. In Tantric Buddhism, the Bodhisattva Kongkongzang is the master of the Void Zangyuan of the Mandala Realm of the Taizang Realm, and the right attendant of Sakyamuni of the Sakyamuni Court, and is also the virtuous robbery of the Vajra Realm. One of the sixteen."

Although he didn't understand the Buddhist jargon in the old monk's mouth at all, Lin Xuan nodded slightly as a response. Anyway, his original intention was not to know the origin of this Buddha statue, but a general idea would be enough.

"The poor monk sees that the benefactor has a strange face. He must be an extraordinary person in the future. I don't know if the poor monk can release a lottery for the benefactor." Seeing that Lin Xuan stopped asking questions, the old monk bowed slightly and pointed to a small corner on the right side of the hall.

Lin Xuan looked in the direction the old monk was pointing at, but his pupils shrank suddenly. Unknowingly, a yellow cloth desk appeared there, and it appeared in the same way as the old monk. It was so silent.

"Okay, then I will trouble the master."

After a moment of silence, Lin Xuan agreed lightly. Everything he saw in front of him was beyond his expectation. Now that this is the case, it is better to see what the old monk wants to do.

Lin Xuan followed the old monk and walked towards the table. On the table was a Buddha-gold lottery tube, emitting golden light. Every lottery inside was also shining golden, which looked nothing special.

The old monk picked up the Buddha's golden stick, turned to Lin Xuan, shook it slightly, and said, "Please give it to the benefactor."

Lin Xuan stared at the lottery for a moment, then randomly took one out of it and handed it to the old monk.

The old monk took the signing, but he was not in a hurry to read it. Instead, he asked Lin Xuan carefully: "I don't know what the benefactor wants to ask?"

"It's fate." Lin Xuan smiled and said calmly.

After receiving Lin Xuan's answer, the old monk looked down at the sign in his hand. His right hand was constantly turning the beads, as if he was thinking about something.

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he pretended to be curious and asked: "Master, I don't know how to solve the fate lottery I just drew?"

"When you come, you are confused and then you are lost. You can walk around the world for a while. Who was me before I was born, and who I am after I was born. It is better not to come and not to go. There will be neither joy nor sorrow." The old monk did not say clearly, Instead, he said a poem that made people scratch their heads.

Lin Xuan frowned unrecognizably. This line of the poem was not meant in any way. He asked respectfully in a low voice, "I implore Master to clarify."

The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed and said: "Amitabha, the benefactor's poor monk does not dare to speculate. I hope the benefactor will understand."

Lin Xuan frowned even deeper, not daring to speculate. What did the poem mean just now? He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the old monk in front of him. Lin Xuan felt that he really couldn't understand. He didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Then I don't know what the poem the master said just now means?" Lin Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked calmly.

"The poem just now is just a little emotion from the poor monk. If the benefactor really wants to know, it is better to go to the Buddha and worship. I believe that the Bodhisattva will give the benefactor a clear answer." The old monk glanced at Lin Xuan and said Amitabha , just said slowly, but after saying this, the old monk closed his eyes and ignored Lin Xuan again.

Lin Xuan took a deep look at the old monk, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness, because he only now realized that since he entered this hall, his rhythm has been in the hands of others, he seems to be following along Everything arranged by others is going on, not by himself.

He has always known that this world is not a simple world, and he also thought that his rebirth might not be simple, but when he really had to face all this, he realized that no amount of preparation was in vain. Not to mention resistance, he didn't even have the right to know, and could only follow the arrangement of others. This feeling of powerlessness deeply hurt Lin Xuan's heart.

The author has something to say: Bow down and thank you for your support. The magical development of these two chapters is a foreshadowing. It paves the way for the future plot. Don’t worry, it will not involve too many fantasy colors. It is just foreshadowing between Xiaogong and the protagonist. (*^__^*)

ps: In these two chapters, there are cheats specially prepared by the author for the protagonist