Chapter 216: The Old Man
Pudding and I had a strange door in front of our eyes.
The strange thing about this door is that it is made of wood. Friends who have a little study of ancient Chinese tombs know that this material can hardly be preserved in ancient tombs, let alone thousands of years, and the general wood will decay in the ground for three or five years, thus attracting insects and ants to eat, so that the soul of the deceased is not at peace, which is a big taboo. But at this moment, the wooden door in front of me and Pudding not only did not show the slightest sign of corruption, but the aroma was compelling and exquisite. In this way, it seems that there is only one possibility left: this door is made of "jade golden silk nanmu".
I once had a relationship with Mr. Ma Weidu, the director of the Guanfu Museum, who was an authoritative figure in ancient furniture in China, and could even be said to be the "first person". In his collection of ancient furniture, such as sour branches, golden nan, huanghuali, red sandalwood, agarwood, cypress, etc., it can be described as a dazzling array and countless. But outsiders don't know that this gentleman's most cherished piece of furniture is an inconspicuous small object, which is a "jade golden silk nanmu doorknob", the old gentleman once bought it from the Guardian Auction House at a sky-high price of 33.07 million Hong Kong dollars, although this thing is inconspicuous, but it is precious, it is really rare.
I was fascinated by such a beautiful wooden door, but when it was not the time for a lacker, I shook my head vigorously and woke up from the wrong idea of being a money obsesser. Pudding thought I was investigating the agency, and he didn't dare to disturb me, and when he saw that I didn't speak for a long time, he cautiously asked: "Third child, what do you say?" Can't get in? ”
I sniffled: "Come in!" ”
Pudding and I slowly pushed open the wooden door, both of us nervous, what was hidden behind this door? I can't imagine, and I can't imagine. But as a tomb robber, my curiosity about the unknown drove me to move forward, and my instinct told me that behind this wooden door ...... It's definitely not easy.
I turned on the flashlight and shone it in, and the scene in front of me made me excited all of a sudden, and I casually said "it".
Pudding asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”
I said excitedly, "See, this is the main tomb road!" ”
Pudding didn't understand, so he asked me what I meant.
I didn't have time to explain to her, so I took her by the hand and walked forward. In the dim tomb road, the further you go, the more exquisite the road becomes, the ground of this tomb road is paved with diamond-shaped stone bricks, and both sides are full of hollow carving knife reliefs. When we say this, you may not be able to understand what these decorations are, in a word: very good.
The old man once told me that if you encounter something like "hollow" in the ancient tomb, you will win the lottery. This skill is nothing in modern times, but it was precious in ancient times. Eight years ago, a hollow turnaround bottle with the name "Auspicious Celebration" was auctioned in London, England, and the transaction price at that time was equivalent to 550 million yuan. So the value of this kind of thing, you can imagine how terrifying it is.
The theme of these priceless "hollow reliefs" is the "auspicious clouds and seas". What is the auspicious clouds and the sea? As the name suggests, it is a totem composed of "clouds" and "seas". This totem represents "road" in ancient tombs, and is mostly applied to people who have traveled all over the world.
Pudding asked me, "Third child, are these strange totems a blessing or a curse?" ”
I said, "These totems represent neither "blessing" nor "evil." It is a kind of proof that the monk Guixu has traveled all over the world, and if my guess is correct, I am afraid that the next thing to tell is this mysterious person...... The real deeds. ”
As I expected.
We walked forward for two or three minutes, and in addition to the decoration in the tomb passage, the style of the openwork relief also changed. Pudding pointed to the front in surprise and said, "The third child, there is an everlasting lamp!" ”
I took a flashlight and it was good.
I took out the lighter and gently lit the wick, although the lamp has been out of use for a thousand years, and the whale oil in the lamp has long since solidified, everything in the tomb of the monk is not ordinary, even if it is just a lamp.
I just took the fire lightly, and I didn't expect that the wick would burn instantly, and the whole body would be transparent. Along the way, hundreds of lanterns are neatly arranged, and if you light one of them, the other hundreds will burn.
The ever-bright light illuminated the road, and Pudding and I naturally put away the flashlights, and we both got a little nervous and slowed down. From here on, the theme on the hollow relief is no longer the previous "auspicious clouds and seas", but has become a "figure".
The characters in the relief are all monks.
I stared at one of them dumbfounded.
Pudding asked me, "Can you read it?" ”
I nodded, "I understand." ”
Pudding asked, "What does this painting say?" ”
I took a deep breath and told the pudding the story depicted in relief......
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When he was a child, he had no father or mother, and he squatted alone on the mountain all day long to herd sheep. He is introverted and not good at talking, and when others hit him with stones, he doesn't hide, and sometimes he smashes a big bag on his forehead, so he hides and cries secretly.
He doesn't hide, it's not that he's weak, it's that he's grateful.
Since the death of his parents, the villagers raised money to buy him two little lambs, and the village elders told him with a smile: "Doll, take care of the sheep, there is a good future." In the future, when the sheep grows up, they will become cows, and when the cattle grow up, life will be good! ”
Although the ruins are small, they are sensible.
He remembered the kindness of the people in the village to him. So those ignorant bear children bullied him, and he didn't say anything, and it hurt to beat, and it would be okay to wipe his tears.
But one day, when returning to the ruins to herd sheep, he met a group of scoundrels who lived on nomadism. They were foreigners, and they happened to pass by, and when they saw that the sheep were raised well and strong, they became ill-willed.
This time, the ruins are gone.
Those sheep are his life.
He rushed up to argue with the people, but the scoundrels said that the two sheep were theirs, and that they had confessed their mistake. Guiru is angry and wants to beat people. But the other party is a group of young people, why are you afraid of a little doll?
At this time, a burst of sacred bells came from the far south, accompanied by the distant and ethereal chanting, an old man with fairy wind and bones walked to the side of Guiru, the old man had a childish face and crane hair, and his face was kind, but his skills were shocking and crying ghosts and gods, and he drove away the people who bullied Guiru in three moves and two ways.
Guiru was stunned.
He had never seen such a powerful man.
He smiled, and he looked excited.
When the man walked, he chased after him, but he could not catch up, as if there was an insurmountable heaven and earth between the two. Tired of chasing after the ruins, he finally fell to the ground, but suddenly found that the old man was beside him.
The old man asked him, "Why do you follow?" ”
Guixu said excitedly, "Please teach me...... I think...... I want to be as good as you! So that I can protect my village and protect my sheep. ”
The old man smiled: "Why is it amazing? ”
Guixu Road:
I hope one day......
I can ripple like all things.
Shine as bright as the sun.
Like mountains and rivers.
It's like heaven and earth.
Resemble......
The old man suddenly laughed, and the laughing ruins were dumbfounded.
The old man shook his head and sighed:
Mountains and rivers are amazing? Both boats and bridges can be crossed.
How powerful is the sun? Straw hats can also be covered.
How awesome is everything? I know that I am suffering.
Heaven and earth are powerful? There was nothing.
Guiru was stunned, and he asked the old man, "Who are you?" ”
The old man said: "I have no name, no surname. No sorrow, no joy. No love, no hate. There is no life, there is no death, there is nothing in one. But the world calls me Shakyamuni Buddha. ”