Chapter 47: Incense
Just as Xin Hui finished saying this, he seemed to immediately notice his slip of the tongue and hurriedly joined his hands together, his eyes slightly closed in prostration toward the west.
Afterward, I will certainly copy the sutras a hundred times as punishment."
After saying these words, Xinhui raised his head again and looked at Li Huowang calmly. After sizing him up carefully for a moment, he gently nodded his head. "I know why this is so, Sifu Xuan Yang, you should come with me."
Looking at the group of eyeing monks, Li Huowang couldn't follow even if he didn't at this point, he thrust the longsword in his hand towards the scabbard behind his back, turned around and followed.
Xin Hui did not go anywhere else, but led the crowd back to the previous site where the Buddha statue was carved. "Scholar Xuan Yang, were you just here to see those filthy things?"
Surrounded by monks, Li Huowang froze as he looked at what was in front of him; an unfinished stone statue that had previously turned into a mountain of flesh reappeared in front of him as if it was playing a joke on him. "How is this-"
"Scholar, if you continue onward follow me."
Accompanied by Xinhui, Li Huowang slowly walked forward, past the site where the statue of Buddha was sculpted again to the place where he had seen the livestock before.
Here, again, there was not a single animal, there was only that one unfinished stone qilin stone lions, their large and small stone RuiYi beasts neatly arranged, silently gazing ahead.
Just then, Xinhui suddenly pulled out the long sword behind Li Huowang and chopped it with force, and a palm-sized lion head was chopped off.
Xin Hui grabbed this stone lion head and placed it in Li Huo Wang's hands.
Li Huo Wang gently stroked the stone lion's head with his fingertips, the texture of this stone, and this heavy weight, this was clearly real!
"How can this-" Li Huo Wang, who was in a daze, was still not dead, he walked over and touched his hands on those sculptures one by one, and found that they were indeed all real.
Eventually he stood in the doorway of that hall and looked inside, only to see a two-legged sitting on the lotus seat, left hand holding a bowl. The majestic giant stone Buddha with his right hand pointing vertically to the ground was clearly presented in front of Li Huowang.
"This can't be possible! I clearly saw it just now, saw it clearly! How could it be a fake?"
Hearing Li Huowang's words, Abbot Xinhui sighed softly, "Amitabha Buddha, monk, you're not very sick."
Confused, Li Huo Wang twisted his head to look at Xin Hui and said in dismay, "Could it be that I am sick? Were those just now hallucinations that I saw myself?"
Xin Hui nodded gently, "Shi Master, you must know better than us outsiders what kind of disease you yourself have gotten, right?"
"Could it be that the amount of Black Taiyou that I ate can only sustain me for so long? Are you starting to hallucinate again?" Li Huowang mumbled with a pained expression as he clasped his head with both hands.
Hearing Li Huo Wang say this, a group of repulsive-faced monks beside him came together at everything and whispered.
"After all this, it turns out that he's an epileptic."
"If there's nothing going on, let's hurry up and ask him to leave, just in case he has a seizure one day and cuts someone, it's not good people."
"Hush!" Xinhui's words silenced all the monks.
He walked into the hall and lit four sticks of incense, then immediately turned around and handed it to Li Huo Wang, "It's fine to trouble me and other Buddhist disciples, but it's not good to disturb the Buddha, properly offer incense to the Buddha."
"Incense?" The muscles of his body instantly tightened as Li Huo Wang's gaze kept exchanging among the Great Buddha, Xin Hui, and those four sticks of incense.
"Scholar, what are you waiting for? This matter is your fault in the first place." Xin Hui extended the four sticks of incense in her hand forward.
In Li Huo Wang's mind, he once again recalled that spread of writhing monsters, that mass of monks hanging all over his body.
If that thing was real, if he went over to offer it incense, wouldn't he be sending it to its mouth for it to eat?
"Scholar, what are you hesitating about?"
Li Huo Wang looked towards Xin Hui who had said this, and a hint of displeasure began to show on his face at this point.
He touched the genuine stone lion in his hand and looked up at the dazzling sun overhead.
Li Huowang threw the lion's head away, took the incense with both hands, lifted his feet and stepped over the doorframe, slowly walking towards the stone statue.
He walked very, very slowly, his body and spirit highly tense, cold sweat began to hang on his forehead.
But walking even slower, Li Huowang finally walked under the Buddha, the Buddha is still the Buddha, and did not turn into that disgusting monster.
Li Huo wang hands holding incense, standing in front of the incense burner, once again tilted his head to look up, from this angle to look up, just can see the giant Buddha, is using the eyes that are not happy and not sad to gaze at their own, let a person's heart can not help but God's reverence.
As Li Huowang raised the incense high above his head, the four joss sticks gently shook, and the white smoke made a whirl in the air, floating towards the top of the temple.
Li Huowang held up the incense and worshipped three times, then solemnly inserted the incense into the incense burner before turning around and returning to the outside of the temple.
Seeing that the contradiction was resolved, the group of monks gradually dispersed and returned to their seats, picking up their tools and continuing to carve, with the sound of "clanging" endlessly.
Xin Hui and Li Huo Wang walked slowly towards the outside along the stone brick road in the center of the stone statue.
"Master Xuan Yang, since your illness is so serious, don't run around next and wait for the Pudu Lent at ease."
"Although your illness is troublesome, compared to your illness, Danyangzi is undoubtedly a bit more dangerous, eat your meal one bite at a time, and do things one by one." Xinhui said to Li Huowang who was beside her while spinning the Buddha beads in her hand.
Li HuoWang raised his head and once again looked at the sunny sun above his head, and stretched his hands high and hard. "Abbot, for my kind of hysteria, is there a solution within Zheng De Temple?"
"Well .... I can let my disciple try, but whether it will be successful is still a matter of opinion, after all, there is no Huangqi art inheritance within this institution."
"It's fine, I'll just casually ask, I'm used to being crazy for so long anyway." Li Huo Wang had a disinterested look on his face, "By the way, Abbot, what did you just do? How come the thing in my arms suddenly came into your hands?"
"Heh heh heh, a little trick is just a little trick, insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently insufficiently."
"Abbot, don't be modest at this time, if you're not worthy of mention, then what is a person like me, a worm is not even as good, right?"
"Abbot Xuan Yang, things are not calculated this way, you see Danyang Zi although his strength is not as good as mine, but outside it is also considered to be in the middle of the pack, but in the end it is still not gotten rid of by you?"
"Danyangzi's like that is midstream? Then how powerful must the upper reaches be? Abbot, is there a difference between high and low amongst high people like you?"
"There is, what is heaven and earth and xuanhuang and so on, but that is all just nonsense made up by boring people, monks don't seek false fame, they don't care about that."
This is not a long road, the two walked for a long time also said a lot, Li Huowang also from Xin Hui mouth to obtain this world a lot of useful information.
When they left the carving ground, Li Huo Wang stopped and saluted Xin Hui, "Many thanks to Abbot for clearing up the confusion."
"No, no, no, it's just a matter of lifting a finger, as Scholar Xuan Yang is ill, he should go back and rest first."
After some mutual politeness, Li Huowang looked around and found no trace of the old monk, then turned around and walked towards his own residence.
He walked very slowly, looking preoccupied as if he was thinking about something.
After walking for half an hour, Li Huowang finally came to his own residence, just at the moment of closing the door, Li Huowang's expression instantly grim. Both hands clenched fists and hammered the wall with force.
Although he didn't know what those monks had used to confuse his senses, as a patient who had been alternating between illusion and reality for a long time, Li Huowang could not do anything else, but he could not be more sensitive to this.
Just now that big Buddha to their own feeling is obviously not right, that kind of feeling and hallucination Chinese hospital the same, there is a kind of indescribable flavor.
"Those stone carvings are fake! The Great Buddha is also fake! It's all a blindfold trick to change it! What I saw before was not an illusion at all!" .
