Professor Zhao had a sudden expression on his face, as if he had some new ideas. "Come, Editor-in-Chief Wu, come with me to the East Building again!"

Although I didn't know what was going on, I was driven by curiosity to follow Professor Zhao to the storage room on the third floor. Professor Zhao walked up the stairs like a fly, and then carefully took out the statue of the immovable king from the box, pointed to the left hand of the immovable king and said to me: "If you look carefully at this vajra rope wrapped in the hand of the king of the king, it should be three circles, not two!" Professor Zhao was overjoyed to discover the secret, and his cheeks were unusually rosy due to excitement.

I looked at the seat of Rosso, and there was something strange about it. According to the thickness of the rope carved by the sculptor, there is almost a circle of distance left after the two circles that are tightly wrapped together. If it is true that there were only two carvings at that time, then this thing is equivalent to a defective product, and no one would make a Buddha statue such a fine defective product; If not, where would the missing lap be?

"To be honest, I've seen a lot of these kinds of statues in my experience, and this is the first time I've encountered a problem like this. If it's not a flaw, then there must be something else. ”

The Vajra Suo of the King of Fudo Ming, also known as Rosso, has a ring at one end and a cobalt pestle at the other, which is used to hook a qiē demon in Buddhism. This kind of rope is missing, which makes me feel a little uneasy.

"Professor Zhao, you say, the rope ...... Could it be that he ran out on his own? "I said something without a head, and instantly I felt like I was crying stupidly." I mean, this religious thing, will it have its own spirituality? ”

Hearing me say this, Professor Zhao did not accuse me, but nodded thoughtfully: "There are many living examples of what you said. There are some things that are not spiritualized from the moment it exists, but that people have given it spirituality. A stone is always placed on the ground, it will always be just a stone, but if it is carved into a Buddha statue and worshiped by people's incense every day in the temple, then it will naturally have spirituality. So, what matters is not what it is, but what the concept that people give it is. ”

After Professor Zhao finished speaking word by word, I nodded as if I didn't understand. The recognition of this mysterious culture is level, and the philosophical truth contained in it is enough for me to ponder for a while.

When I returned to the company, I slightly revised the story of the chicken goddess told me by Professor Zhao and published it in the first issue of Persona. After a few days of busy work, Persona finally met with a wide range of readers, and received a good response, and received more manuscripts. While I was happy, I was also a little worried about whether I would be able to do the job.

As soon as the days arrive in March and April, the warmth can't help but come out of the side, and many little girls have changed into the new season's spring clothes, one by one wearing colorful clothes walking on the street, like a colorful mobile poster. Seeing them baring their slender legs wantonly, I could only sigh that it was good to be young, and then tightly clutched the collar of my black coat.

Qin Chuyi and Lu Yao have never contacted me since they went home, and no matter how much I called or texted, the response they got was zero. Thinking about it, there shouldn't be anything wrong with these two big men, so I don't care so much. During this period, I emailed Qin Chuyi everything that happened on February 14, asking him to contact me immediately after he had any clues, while I myself continued to look for useful information through the Persona column.

That afternoon, while nibbling on the rice balls that Xiao Li had sent from the binge-eating column, I was reviewing readers' manuscripts on the computer and replying to readers' messages. Persona has been on the right track lately, a lot of things have become streamlined, and with me, the graduate editor-in-chief who was suddenly promoted, hundreds of pairs of eyes from all over the company are staring at my column.

"Editor-in-Chief Wu, is the rice ball delicious?" Xiao Li walked to my office and brought me a cup of coffee. Lately he seems to be getting very close to me, running to my office from time to time.

"Hey Editor-in-Chief Li, you're here, sit, don't stand," I didn't pay attention when Xiao Li walked in, but now he suddenly appeared in front of me, startling me, and the rice ball almost fell to the ground. "I said you should recommend their house next time, this rice ball is well made, there is a lot of meat, conscience."

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Wu said so, of course I did." Although he said this, the expression on his face was still that indifferent. I think he must be resenting my column for being higher than his binge-eating status, after all, now that the partition is installed, I already have a separate office.

"Editor-in-Chief Wu will mention me more in front of Sister Zui and the editor-in-chief next time, and let me enjoy the feeling of enjoying the big table."

"I must ...... by all means" In order not to stiffen the relationship between my colleagues, I have always adopted this attitude of calming things down. Xiao Li has always liked Sister Zui, and the whole company knows about it, I don't know if Sister Zui has told me about eating with my "brothers", if Xiao Li knows about it, I will suffer.

Who knew that I just wanted to get closer to him, and a new message jumped on my phone, and the sender showed that it was Qin Chuyi.

Xiao Li looked at me staring at the computer for a while and staring at the phone for a while, as if I was perfunctory to him, and walked out without saying anything. I didn't have time to explain to him, so I immediately clicked on Qin Chuyi's avatar.

"Sample!!!!! Missed me? Missed me? Missed me? ”

I didn't answer, I sent three dots, and he immediately came back with another one.

"So cold!! I just wanted to compliment you on your cleverness! I don't know if he was stimulated by going home and falling in love with this simple and crude exclamation point pattern.

"Alright, let's get down to business." I'll reply.

"OK. What I'm going to sue you is the rope you pulled blindly during dinner that day, really save zài!"

Then he sent a picture. Lu Yao is on the left side of the picture, sitting on a mahogany chair in a daze, looking to the right, with a few charm-like things pasted on his body, his hands and feet unconsciously clinging to his body, and it does look like he is tied. On the right side of the picture is Qin Chuyi's grandfather, Qin Sanyou, looking in the direction of the camera, stretching out his hands to this side as if he was trying to cover the camera.

"Oops, I forgot that this stuff doesn't show up on my phone. My grandfather said that this kind of thing could not be filmed, and that he would kill me. ”

"Did your grandfather say what to do about it?" I didn't care if he would be beaten to death by his grandfather.

"Since we came back, he has tried many methods, but to no avail, he can only relieve Lu Yao's insomnia and allow him to sleep for an hour temporarily. Grandpa said that this rope is not an ordinary rope, it has a special energy, which is not something that can be untied by a Yin and Yang Mr. of his level. The ideal way is for the owner of the rope to take it away, or let it go back voluntarily, and it may happen unforeseen if it is torn off violently. ”

When I got the news, I couldn't cry or laugh, let a rope go back by itself? Is there anything more ridiculous than that?

"Oh yes, my grandfather also said that this rope looks like the Vajra rope of the Immovable Bodhisattva, have you ever received a notice of the Bodhisattva's finding things recently?"

As soon as he asked, I immediately thought of the statue of the King of Fudo that Professor Zhao showed me, and the Bodhisattva was missing a circle of Luo Suo in his hand! I immediately patted my head to clear myself up, turned around and took a blank piece of A4 paper, and scribbled on it.

Lu Yao and Qin Chuyi went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York to see the exhibition, during which Rosso in the hands of King Fudo Ming fell on Lu Yao, so that Lu Yao had the problem of not being able to sleep. Then, the statue of Rosso was sent back to China for restoration, and in the hands of Professor Zhao, I was involved in the matter by accident and became a key figure in solving the problem.

I wrote it roughly, and it looks basically logical, but there are still many questions that have not been solved, such as why did that Rosso fall on Lu Yao? Rosso's role is to hook demons, and Lu Yao is not a demon. Also, the reason why the statue was sent back to China was that the Bodhisattva was missing a corner on the placket, not that Rosso was missing a circle, and Rosso's problem should have been discovered by accident. Finally, why did I solve this problem? Thinking of this, my atheistic view has been shaken a little, and I have a vague feeling that this matter may not be as simple as I think now.

Qin Chuyi's sentence that the bell must be tied to the bell has been echoing in my mind. If, as I deduced, the rope belonged to Professor Zhao's Immovable Bodhisattva, then it would be possible to untie it by letting Lu Yao stay with the statue. If I take Lu Yao and Qin Sanyou to the storage room of the East Building and let them untie the rope there, then the surveillance of the East Building will shoot three god-like people pretending to be ghosts next to the cultural relics, and they will definitely immediately drive us out as madmen. Therefore, the only possibility left is to find a way to get the statue out of the surveillance range of N University, so that it is possible to solve the follow-up problem.

Oh my God, it's an artifact from overseas, and I'm even thinking about stealing it, and I've been eating the guts of an ambitious leopard lately. I quickly shook my head and continued to wonder if there was any other way.

That night, I lay in bed tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, and my whole mind was groggy and thinking about the solution to this matter, but I never knew what to do, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

In my sleep, I seemed to hear someone talking, with a long, thin voice like a woman. Unlike the last time I was at Xiaoyao Mountain Nursing Hospital, although I was asleep now, my mind was very clear, and I knew clearly that I was dreaming, but what was the sound of this unbelievably real speech?