I was very impressed by the in-depth analysis of the kaleidoscope, and as an antique dealer, I didn't even notice that the posture and ritual of the two Para Buddha statues were wrong, and it was really a lack of homework. No wonder when he was in Hongbin Building, he grimaced that Zhang Fei said to let the kaleidoscope come together, which shows how important this kaleidoscope is in the Beijing Nine Gate.

Grimace Zhang listened to this analysis and nodded very convincingly, looked at the Buddha statue, and took a deep breath of cigarette: "Then what do you think we have to do next to open this door?" ”

As soon as the grimace asked like this, the kaleidoscope that was like a surging river just now was suddenly speechless, "uh" for a long time, as if the video was stuck, he didn't say anything for a long time, and after hesitating for a long time, this guy smiled bitterly: "For the time being, for the time being, I don't know where the mechanism for changing the action is." ”

When everyone heard this, it was like a scoop of cold water poured on their heads, and a deep chill was poured on their heads. The black cloak smiled playfully: "Hey, I thought you had any high opinions, Sixth Master, who had been talking about the past and the present for a long time?" ”

The kaleidoscope was ridiculed for a while, and his face was angry, and he sighed and lowered his head silently.

Grimace took another deep breath of cigarette and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, since we know that there is something wrong with this Buddha statue, then let's check it carefully to see if there are any clues." It doesn't make much sense for him to lose this one. ”

The crowd nodded, and dispersed to investigate the two Buddha statues and the tomb gate.

The black cloak Mengya and I first came to the front of the Buddha Mother of the Black Stone of Pala, and investigated around the Buddha Mother who was clinging to the cave wall, this black stone is very similar to the ordinary black stone Buddha statue, the color is like an ink block and the shiny tile, probably because of the long time, the surface of the paste is as if rubbed with a layer of oil or a layer of wax. The beads on the body are carved very finely, but there is no excessive jewelry, but it looks more solemn and kind, and it does not make people feel the kind of golden craftsmanship. The lotus platform is carved in the shape of a single-sided lotus platform, and a petal lotus is carved out of three levels, each level is not carved too many details, the smooth surface of the lotus appears more smooth and bright, as if the light can shine on people. The Buddha statue is naked, with a curtain of jewelry on the crotch, naked feet, stepping on a lotus, and bracelets carved on the wrists and ankles.

When I was admiring this miraculous Buddha statue, I was slapped on the shoulder, which made me shiver, and when I looked back, it turned out to be a black cloak, and I asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The black cloak raised her chin, and I looked over to see Mengya walking far away, lowering her body, clutching her chest, and I didn't know what she was doing. I scratched my head: "What's wrong with her?" ”

The black cloak snorted coldly: "How do I know, why don't you go over and take a look?" ”

I nodded, walked behind Mengya, and was about to speak, when she turned around, and was so frightened by my sudden startle that she shivered.

"Mengya, what's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?"

Mengya wiped her face and shook her head: "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

I looked at the ground and saw a lot of vomit on it.

"Maybe I was on the boat for too long just now, my head was a little dizzy, and my stomach was a little churning, so I vomited on the ground."

"Hey! Come here. "In the distance, we heard the shouting of the buddy, and we looked for it, and saw that the buddy was calling us next to the Buddha.

Mengya and I looked at each other and nodded, "Come on." With that, we ran to the side of the Buddha.

I saw grimace looking down at a rock behind the Buddha, which was sinking like water for a while, staring at this cave rock that was enough to be tall enough for a person.

I looked at the cave rock closely, and it was no different from the stone in the cave, and it didn't make me feel anything out of the ordinary.

"What's going on?" I asked, looking at the grimace next to me.

Grimace raised his head and glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, and at this moment, the black cloak also ran over, and also looked at the stone, his eyes lit up, and he squatted under the stone and looked at it for a moment with a sigh: "How, how is it possible?" ”

I was confused by these two people's boring words, what kind of nonsense is this, I didn't understand a word. I patted the shoulder of the black cloak: "What the hell is going on, don't be bored here, and talk to me too, let me understand that you always talk halfway, making me feel like I'm not human." ”

The black cloak looked at me, nodded, and pointed to the ground next to the stone, "Look at it." ”

I crouched down beside her, and looked carefully at the tall stone, and I shuddered at the sight of it, and there was a faint footprint on the ground in the crack of the stone.

"How can this stone have seven or eight hundred catties, if there is a cave in here, if we want to go in, we will definitely drag this stone out." She pointed to the underside of the stone. "You see, there is no trace of dragging under this stone, and such a clear edge of the footprint proves that this person will not be in for more than two days."

I nodded, even if this person has the power to lift the mountain, there must be a trace of this stone, but this stone seems to have not moved. Could it be that this guy is a "Maoshan Taoist"? Have you learned to pass through walls?

Grimace looked at me and took a puff on his cigarette: "If I'm not mistaken, the owner of this footprint should be the fourth." ”

Fourth? My Master? I had a look of surprise on my face, I had been with Master for so many years, and I didn't know that Master had learned spells in Maoshan Mountain.

"I called you here just to let you see, think about whether your master has any special means, you must be his apprentice, different from us. We can't hide anything from you. ”

The black line on my face, I didn't know that the master still had the ability to fight for so many years, I thought the master was an ordinary antique dealer, since Yun Ye told me about the golden mask, my world seems to have come to a "big shift", everything strange things have come, now it's good, I don't even know why the memory was deleted part of it. I can't even believe the woman I like, and I can't even believe it myself, which makes me doubt my life for a while, and now there is a black cloak, as if I am a lover I haven't seen for many years, but I don't know who it is, and I am inexplicably plotted, I really want to ask myself, is all this a dream.

"Hey!" When the black cloak saw that I was thinking cranky, he called out to me.

I made a clever look, looked at the grimace, was very irritable, and said angrily: "I don't know! ”

Grimace Zhang ignored it and continued to investigate the huge cave rock, which seemed to be very distressed.

I was exhausted by this journey, and my head, which had been tense, relaxed at this moment. I collapsed weakly in front of the lotus platform that led the Buddha, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

“praj?āpāramitā…… praj?āpāramitā...... "The sound of a woman chanting Sanskrit came to my ears.

I slowly opened my eyes, only to see a white light around me, in front of me, there stood a familiar and unfamiliar vague figure, chanting this Sanskrit phrase, this voice, as if it was always around me, but so strange.

I stood up and walked over to the woman, and looked at her face carefully, trying to see who she was, but the white light was so dazzling that I couldn't open my eyes.

The woman stopped chanting, seemed to smile slightly, and stroked my cheek, which was very empty to the touch. Yes or no, I don't know. It feels like the familiarity of me and the black cloak, the strangeness of the familiar, the familiarity of the strange.