sincerity of lies

Chapter 187 Half-faced Buddha.

Ji Xun left in no hurry, he turned around and, together with Huo Ranyin, carefully observed Venerable Ananda.

But sometimes, the more you care, the easier it is to magnify small problems.

Huo Ranyin, who carefully compared Venerable Ananda and other Buddha statues, overturned his thoughts again. He rubbed his forehead, as if he was rubbing away the drowsiness he hadn't slept all night:

"No, there's nothing special about it. It looks brighter, maybe because the sun just hits it outside."

"Indeed." Ji Xun nodded, "Although this Buddha statue has a little more gold powder, there are several statues with more gold powder on the arhat next to it; the cassock is also considered red, but the cassock worn by the Patriarch Sakyamuni is undoubtedly the most beautiful." Red."

"Even if it is really brighter, it can't explain anything."

Or when it is being repaired every year, the craftsmen are more inclined to it, or the monks in the temple just happen to pay more attention to it... Other than that, what else can be explained?

"It has fingernails." Ji Xun said.

"There are fingernails..." Huo Ran frowned suddenly, sensing the deep meaning in Ji Xun's words, "Have fingernails?"

"Yes." Ji Xun, who had just climbed up on the altar to take a closer look at the Buddha statue, patted the ashes on his hands, jumped back to the ground again, and said clearly, "Only it has it. The statues of Sakyamuni and Kassapa next door are both No."

This is interesting.

The Buddha statues must be carved in a unified manner. Most of the many Buddha statues in a temple are carved and colored by one craftsman or a family of craftsmen, so that the appearance is more harmonious and unified.

Since this master did not carve nail caps on other Buddha statues, there is a high probability that he would not suddenly slap his head on a certain Buddha statue and insist on carving nail caps.

From a more probable perspective, maybe...

"They are not from the same batch." Huo Ranyin said the answer.

It's useless to guess what's going on, you still have to ask the monks in the temple.

It was still too early for the monk to ring the bell before he entered the temple, but they were really anxious, so they went to the meditation room where the monk lived. In front of the meditation room, they saw a parking lot with a row of Mercedes-Benz and BMW high-end cars on the parking lot. Not even the Audi.

Look again at the door of one of the open meditation rooms, squatting a big monk smoking.

The great monk probably just got up, his robe was unbuttoned, and a gold chain as thick as a thumb was dangling from his neck. He was still holding the latest iPhone in his hand, and he was typing while watching a video.

"Master..." Ji Xun called out.

"Wait a while! I'm busy!" The great monk was very focused, and said, "Didn't you see that I was doing Kuaishou, doing business?"

These days Buddhist temples have to keep up with the times, and monks have to do marketing.

Ji Xun decided to wait, no matter how busy he was, he couldn't delay his business.

He stopped talking, patiently waited.

It didn't take long, only about ten minutes, the great monk turned off the phone, remembering that someone called her just now, Shanshan turned her head and saw Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin.

The great monk was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his head back, hid the necklace, buttoned it, put out the cigarette butt, stood up, and when he turned around again, the monk's robe was fluttering, and he was very personable. Round Mandarin One:

"Good morning, two benefactors."

"Morning Master."

"Do the two benefactors want to burn incense or ask for lottery on the mountain in the morning?"

"I don't burn incense and don't ask for a lottery." Ji Xun replied seriously, "I want to ask Master about the Buddha statue in the main hall of the temple."

Ji Xun simply asked the great monk in front of him what he wanted to prove.

However, even the monks in the temple don’t know much about the small problem of a certain Buddha statue in a temple. However, if a monk can’t figure it out, there are a dozen or so monks behind him to help figure it out. There is no need to ask Ji Xun again, the great monk He took the initiative to help, and asked his brothers and sisters to advise him.

This time happened to be breakfast time in the Buddhist temple.

Many monks gathered in the cafeteria to discuss this issue together.

"Ananda in the Great Hall of Great Heroes..."

"Not impressed."

"It shouldn't have moved in recent years, right?"

"It may not be these years, maybe earlier, I have read your records, 97, 02, 08, and 11 years have been repaired." Ji Xun interjected.

"Then who remembers, the monks in charge in the temple have been changed several times." The masters interjected, but they helped Ji Xun think of a new way - the monks can't remember, but the accounting books can remember.

Repairs cost money. The temple is like a small company, and there are special accountants for all donations.

One of the masters who ate faster stood up first, walked around the warehouse where various files were stored at the back, and then came back with a stack of notebooks and placed them in front of several people.

"The ledgers are here."

The rest of the monks still have morning classes, and the gate of the temple is also open. There are already pious pilgrims coming to offer incense, and only the great monk is left to help. Fragmentary accounts, like the construction of a Buddha statue, may be a simple item of "collective repair" in the record of major events in the temple, but here, every item of money expenditure will be recorded, resulting in a Buddha statue, body shaping will be recorded once, painting and repairing will be completed again. Record it once.

One of them, dated October 10, caught his attention.

"Multi-hearing of the Heavenly King, Zengguang Tianwang Buddha's body is polluted and disposed of."

Then two days later, on October 10th

"Duowen Tianwang, Zengguang Tianwang reshape the Buddha's body."

Huo Ranyin asked: "Why is it so dirty? What do you do with it after it's discarded?"

The great monk didn't make it clear, but an old monk replied, "The formed Buddha is not easy to break open, and can only be buried in a place with pure water and pure land. These Buddha bodies in 97 should have sunk in the sea."

"The two Buddhas have sunk into the sea..." Ji Xun said to himself, and scrolled down again.

During the repair and reconstruction period, there was no record of remodeling of other Buddha statues except for these two Buddha statues. Afterwards, perhaps because the repairs had just been completed, everything was new. It was not until 2002 that there was no new repair expenditure for Buddha statues.

2002. 2, 3

"The Sitting Deer Arhat is unpainted and repainted"

2002. 11, 10

"Tota Rohan broke his arm and repaired it."

……

2008. 7, 15

"Ananda's Restoration of the Buddha's Body"

"Why is there no reason for this entry?" Ji Xun asked, pointing to the account book.

"Maybe it's an evil Buddha." The old monk replied.

"Evil Buddha?" Two overlapping questions.

"It looks good or bad on the outside, but there are always some indescribable things wrong, such as giving people a more fierce and terrifying feeling, or attracting mosquitoes and insects... This is something that is committed somewhere in the dark. taboo." The old monk answered seriously.

"It must have been cut corners somewhere." The great monk muttered beside him.

The old monk stared at the monk.

The great monk shut his mouth.

"So this statue was also sunk?" Ji Xun asked again, "Including the replacement ones later, were they all sunk?"

"No, after 99, Qinshi launched an offshore water quality improvement campaign. The follow-up Buddha statues were not sunk in the sea, but could only be stored in the Thousand Buddha Caves in the back mountain. There are not only those from our temple there. Discarded Buddha statues from all the temples on the entire mountain are placed there."

"...There are these on other mountains?"

"There should be." The old monk said conservatively.

Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin looked at each other and both felt headaches.

Well, the police who had just returned home to rest had to go back to the hills and search the missing places again.

However, no matter how troublesome it is, it has to be done.

After a while, Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin met Zhao Wu in front of the Thousand Buddha Cave in the back mountain.

"just you?"

"Just me." Zhao Wu sighed, shaking the ultrasonic detector in his hand, "The other policemen just came home, let them sleep for another two hours, we can check if the two temples are two temples."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wu covered his nose: "The scent of sandalwood is so strong."

"They are all statues that bathe and burn incense every day in the temple. The fragrance must have soaked in the wood and cement." Ji Xun replied casually.

Huo Ranyin raised his hand and lightly covered his nose.

The sandalwood smell is so strong that it seems to stink.

There are quite a lot of flawed Buddha statues in the cave. They are arranged one after another in layers. At a glance, there are twenty or thirty statues.

The three of them each held an instrument in their hand, divided the area, and scanned one by one.

Several people didn't have too many expectations in their hearts, so when the imager, which had never responded, caught one of the Buddha statues and suddenly showed something, Zhao Wu was stunned for a while.

Then, he burst out a word from between his teeth:

"……Hold!"

In the cave, three people, with three pairs of eyes, stared at the complete outline of the human body on the imaging screen of the instrument.

Then, their eyes moved up inch by inch, to the Buddha in front of them.

Ji Xun's position closest to the entrance of the cave, the sun slanted in from around his body, the bright spots of light, illuminated the lotus seat of the Buddha statue, the bottom of the cassock, and then illuminated the clasped palms with big ears hanging down.

Ananda, still smiling compassionately.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and Zhao Wu quickly walked out of the cave and called the bureau.

About half an hour later, the police vehicles roared in. With professional excavating equipment and the team of forensic doctors, they exhausted the cave, moved the Buddha statue of Venerable Ananda out of the cave, parked it in the open space, and prepared to excavate it.

Only a muffled sound of "bang" was heard, and cracks burst out from the Buddha's head.

When the remaining mottled paint fell to the ground, a stench like a biochemical weapon swept across the center of the Buddha, overflowing, with a series of retching sounds.

Ji Xun held his breath first, and looked inward through layers of police station crowds.

On the open ground, half of the Buddha's skull was broken, revealing the brown corpse in the skull.

Half Buddha, half corpse.

Half of it is a sly smile, and the other half is hideous.

...After a few times, I felt a convulsion in my stomach, and I wanted to vomit in my throat.

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