As soon as the tunnel door opened, a musty smell suddenly hit the face.

The candle flame in the old monk's hand could not shine inside, and it was pitch black, but at the moment when the tunnel door was opened, deep in my heart, I vaguely felt that in the depths of the tunnel, there seemed to be something constantly calling my name, just a flash, but it disappeared again.

I was stunned, but the old monk withdrew his hand from the wall, looked at me lightly and said, "Master Bai, are you willing to enter it and fight for a little life?" ”

"Vitality?" I turned my head in a whisper, and I saw that the old man's face began to become distorted against the background of the candle flame, and the originally kind and solemn face began to look a little like a demon and not a Buddha.

"Is there anything wrong with the poor monk's face?"

After a long time, the old monk's words woke me up from my addiction, and I hurriedly shook my head, and said, "What is down here?" ”

"Serendipity."

As he spoke, the old man had already stepped to the entrance of the tunnel, bent down and went straight in, and the green light entered the room, and the light in the room suddenly fell into darkness.

I stood there and hesitated for a moment, touched the black sword behind me, gritted my teeth, and followed.

Passing through the entrance of the tunnel, there is a long bluestone staircase, the old monk seems to have expected that I will follow, holding a green lantern standing not far away waiting for me, listening to the sound of footsteps, straight down, I also hurriedly followed behind, walked for about six or seven minutes, the soles of my feet left the stone steps, stepped on the whole stone brick.

The crisp sound of the foot board falling to the ground is particularly obvious in the empty basement, the old monk never looked back, hunched over and walked in front with a green lamp, the dim and flickering candlelight reflected the mottled walls on both sides of the stone road, the walls are spliced by black boulders, there are red lines drawn on the Sanskrit text, the lines are rough, the trend is hideous, it seems to be a ghost drawing, but the imprints are revealing an incomparable chill, giving people the feeling that they have not arrived at any Buddhist ruins, but have entered the hell passage.

The further you go, the more obvious the red handwriting on the walls on both sides becomes, gradually converging to form a scarlet and huge "E" character.

I couldn't help but stop, the word is the exclusive word of the royal family in ancient times, usually only in the emperor's edict can see this word, the folk abuse, regardless of the above reasons, are guilty of the emperor's taboo, to be killed, why is there an edict here?

Two scarlet "edict" characters correspond to both ends of the wall, and in the middle of them, is a huge bluestone door, the surface of the stone door is printed with color ink a colorful Buddha statue, the Buddha stared at the Buddha, held the demon pestle in his hand, and glared angrily at the comer.

I felt that after my body became a remnant soul, when I saw these ordinary and ordinary statues of gods again, I began to feel a palpitation in my heart inexplicably, and I didn't even dare to look directly at the Buddha's gaze, as if I was born with restraint, and my heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Turning sideways, he moved his gaze to the scarlet "edict" on both sides, and couldn't help but ask the old monk, where did the word "edict" come from, if it existed when this tunnel was built, wouldn't it be a violation of the emperor's secrets, or was this itself a royal act?

The old monk also stared at the words on the wall at the same time, his cloudy eyes couldn't see the brilliance, but he was slightly silent, and said, "It's Tang Xianzong's own question." ”

I was stunned, I didn't expect it to be this answer, and at this time, the old monk had already touched the mechanism on the wall, and the bluestone door made a piercing friction sound and slowly opened, and what entered the line of sight was a white jade stele standing at the door, about one person high.

And the inscription is clearly visible under the candle flame, all of which are written in scarlet cinnabar, which forms a sharp contrast with the milky white stele, which looks extremely dazzling.

The inscription is also Sanskrit, and I don't know a word, so I asked the old monk, what is written in the inscription?

The old monk sighed slightly, "Xianzong destroyed the Buddha." ”

I sighed, but then a spirit, looked at the old monk incredulously, stabilized his mind, and said with a wry smile: "Are you mistaken, it was Wuzong who destroyed the Buddha, how could it be Xianzong." ”

The old monk shook his head, held the green lantern to bring the stele closer, put the lamp close to the stele, and the inscription was shining, and then moved to the middle, pointed with his hand, and read: "With this bone, there is a division, cast into the fire and water, never the root, cut off the doubts of the world, and eliminate the confusion of the future generations." ”

"When Tang Xianzong welcomed the relics of the Buddha, he saw that the believers of the world traveled thousands of miles to Chang'an City to worship, and the water of the entire city was blocked, and when he worshiped the Buddha and did not kneel to the king, he had already had the heart of destroying the Buddha, but it was a pity that when the Xuanwu Festival made Han Hong enter the court, Li Chun personally went online and the former Jiedu envoy to the Huaixi mercenaries had just ended, and the policy of cutting the feudal domain was at a critical stage, and it was not easy to offend the anger of the people, so he left the words that Han Yu gave him at that time to warn the latter."

After listening to the words of the old monk, I couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly felt that the development of Buddhism in Tang Xianzong until the period of Tang Wuzong was similar to the Bai family in the Nine Prisons and Nine Springs.

Just like Qianlong said to He Shen back then: I won't kill you because you are sincere, but if you lose even this little thing one day, then there is no need to continue to exist.

"However, why did Tang Xianzong leave this sentence of destroying the Buddha in the temple, isn't it illogical, and he is not afraid that the monks will destroy the entire stone tablet after Xianzong's death to prevent future troubles, and there will be no correct symptoms?"

I was relieved and puzzled.

The old monk smiled, "Because of the Bai family, as long as the Bai family, who leads the Lijing Gate, is still there, the majesty of the royal family, nothing can be trampled on." ”

When the old monk spoke, his eyes fell on the place where the inscription was placed, two bright red seals are still faintly visible after thousands of years, one of them is engraved with the jade seal of the country engraved with "ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity", and under him, it is a bright red flower print.

Lijing Gate!

I took a deep breath, stared at the red flower seal for a long time, and couldn't calm down for a long time, and then murmured: "Lijingmen, or the Bai family, has been protecting this monument in this place since the death of the Xianzong?" ”

"Not really."

The old monk shook his head, held the green lantern around the stone tablet and continued to walk forward, followed by it, only to find that after the stone door entered an empty stone room, only a jade tablet stood in the stone room, and behind it, there was a bronze door.

On the left and right sides of the bronze door, each carved a delicate Bodhisattva statue, there is no mechanism here, looking at the old man struggling to push the door, I hurriedly stepped forward, the two of them worked together, and pushed the bronze door open to a door crack that could accommodate a person to pass sideways, and then stopped.

As soon as I entered the door, when the faint light reflected the indoor environment, I couldn't help but be stunned, the wall color of the room was all over the place.

The old monk also seemed to notice the shock on my face, handed the green lantern to me, and walked around the small stone room with the lamp held high, only to find that in the entire stone room, from the top to the soles of the feet, and then to the walls on all sides, all the paintings were describing the same thing: the Buddha bones.

In the wall color, on the rugged road between hundreds of miles from the capital Chang'an to Kaiyuan Temple, the carriages and horses are endless, there are food and drink supplies along the way, the honor guard of the Buddha's bones is guided by the royal forest army with clear armor, the sword and staff are complete, the civil and military ministers are guarded, the famous monks and monks support the worship, the flag covers the sun, the drum music is boiling, the good men and women who stand along the way are full of pious worship, the streets in Chang'an City are tied with silk and satin to tie all kinds of colorful buildings, there is also an elder wearing a dragon robe standing under the main city tower to worship and salute, and the officials and soldiers are worshipping and greeting along the street.

Hundreds of civil and military officials and wealthy families are vying for gold and silk, and people from all over the world help the old and the young to come to pay respects, and even have broken arms and fingers to show piety.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not too frustrating to be mad.

"This is the last time Chang'an City welcomed the scene of the Buddha's bones, since the Tang Xianzong prepared for two years after the edict of the Buddha's bones, the Buddha's bone relics were stored in the underground palace of Kaiyuan Temple, and ordered to be permanently closed, until Wuzong destroyed the Buddha, it was forced to open again."

Listening to the old monk's faint words, I couldn't help but think of what Wei Junyao said to the Tang Dynasty Bukong before sealing the Buddha's bones in the dream, although her plan succeeded for a while, but after all, she was exposed to Tang Xianzong's sight, Bukong and Princess Yongjia died at the same time, and the catastrophe of Buddhism was only postponed for the time being.