With his eyes wide open, he took a closer look, and there was indeed something in that place.

The place where that thing was placed was behind the bamboo slips that Lao Song had left behind.

If it weren't for Lao Song's cheap hand, he took the bamboo slips out of the bookshelf and threw them down, we really couldn't see the things hidden behind.

"That's the Great Lengyan Sutra." Lao Song looked at the reflection in disbelief, and his tone was full of expectation,

"It doesn't matter if it's or not, let's take it first." I said eagerly,

Lao Song nodded, climbed to the edge of the bookshelf, grabbed the bookshelf tightly with one hand, and reached in with the other hand to get the reflective thing.

Suddenly, Lao Song's face changed, and he laughed and pulled his hand out of the bookshelf, holding an exaggerated bamboo slip in his hand.

Fortunately, the space on each floor of the bookshelf is quite large, and the distance between the top and bottom is about one meter, otherwise I really can't take this thing, it's too big.

Before I could take a closer look, Lao Song handed me this thing, and climbed back to the top of the bookshelf with both hands.

Sitting on the bookshelf, I studied this thing carefully with Lao Song,

This bamboo slip is similar to the ordinary bamboo slip shape, but the color is not the same at all, it is golden yellow.

When I first saw it, I thought it was made of pure gold.

But seeing that Lao Song took it so casually, I rejected this idea, if it was pure gold, it could be so light,

This bamboo slip is golden yellow throughout, and it is as light as nothing when you pick it up, and there is no weight at all, and I can't bear to be amazed by Lao Song.

The bamboo slips are rolled up, the thickness of a basin, the length is about one meter, and two red ropes are tightly tied to it.

I turned over the other side and looked at it, only to see five big characters carved with sharp weapons on the bamboo slips.

When I saw these words, I was stunned with Lao Song, and the scriptures and bamboo slips in front of me seemed to have changed.

It's not a bamboo slip, it's not a scripture, it's the true body of the Great Ri Rulai,

The Buddha's eyes were half-open, his eyes were full of compassion and solemnity, and a sense of solemnity came to his face.

Five big characters, each of which seems to contain indescribable power, the simple and vicissitudes of handwriting, give us a feeling of quietly observing the red dust, letting the vicissitudes of the world, but the Buddha's heart has not changed.

"It's definitely baby, absolutely." Lao Song exclaimed, his excitement was obvious,

"Now that we've found it, let's drive away the Rakshasa Qi first." I nodded, also with excitement,

Lao Song slowly untied the red rope, opened the bamboo slip on his lap, looked up and asked, "Just chant the scriptures." ”

"Yes, you read it, I'm not familiar with this thing." I replied,

Looking down at the content of the golden bamboo slip, there are only three words in the first line, Leng Yan Mantra,

I saw Lao Song's whole face, the hippie smile had disappeared from his face, and now he had a serious face.

Clasped his hands together, his eyes were on the bamboo slips, and he said in a deep voice,

"The Buddha and Bodhisattva of the South Wu Lengyan Meeting"

"Miao Zhan always holds the immovable respect, the first Leng Yan Wang Shixi has, I think of hundreds of millions of catastrophes, and I don't go through the monks to obtain the Dharma body"

"May this fruit become a treasure king, and return to the Hengsha people, and serve this deeply in the dust, and it is called repaying the Buddha's grace"

I looked at the old Song chanting scriptures, and when I read them, I realized that something was wrong.

As the speed of the old Song Dynasty's recitation of the Lengyan mantra accelerated, the Buddhist scriptures carved with sharp instruments on the bamboo slips seemed to begin to shine slightly, and every word exuded a pale yellow soft light.

This soft light gives people a very comfortable feeling, warm and gives people an inexplicable sense of security, and the heart is put down.

Listening and listening, my heart was silent unconsciously,

Suddenly, I was shocked by a scene.

Lao Song was originally reciting the Lengyan mantra alone, but at this time, the sound of reciting scriptures echoed in the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, like ten thousand people chanting in unison.

I thought it was those evil monks chanting sutras, but when I looked around, they didn't chant Buddhist sutras at this time, but sat motionless on the ground.

"I ask the world-honored one to prove that the five turbidity and evil oaths to enter first, if all sentient beings have not become Buddhas, they will not end up in the mud."

A solemn chanting sound came from the mouth of the old Song, and when I turned my head, I was very puzzled by his current appearance,

He is like a real monk at this time, not looking like a monk, but giving people the feeling of being a real monk.

It can be said that it is temperament, in short, it is difficult to describe, anyone who looks at him, absolutely thinks he is a monk,

Take a closer look, I'm even more confused, what's the situation,

Lao Song's eyes were closed, but the speed of chanting was not slow at all, and the chanting was done in one go, without a pause.

This grandson has memorized this scripture, otherwise he would be so familiar,

I still have to thank the old Song family for being well-educated, and the Taoist priest with regular rules can make a cameo appearance as a monk at the joint moment.

At this moment, there was a sound of wind blowing in the corridor below, mixed with a strange muffled sound,

I leaned on the edge of the bookshelf and looked down, and I was so happy.

The black rakshasa aura was blown around in the aisle as if it had been swept up by the wind, and the muffled snort was emitted by the evil monks.

The black mist faded and faded from my sight, as if it had never been there.

And those evil monks, the black light in their eyes continued to swallow, and their bodies trembled violently,

"Ahh

A hoarse scream suddenly sounded, and I followed the sound to see that the evil monk who made the scream had a hideous face, his mouth opened wide, and a billowing black mist came out from the inside out.

As soon as these black fogs came out, they became much lighter and dissipated in an instant.

The screams, the wind, for a while, the piercing screams made my brows furrowed,

Lao Song's face did not change, his eyes were still closed, and the sound of chanting mantras in his mouth continued to come out.

However, in the next scene, I couldn't help but scold the street,

The screams of those evil monks became sharper and sharper, and the black mist was dispelled, and the remaining Rakshasa qi could be dispelled in just a moment.

But these grandsons are called shrewd, and when they saw that we could cause them harm, they ran away without saying a word.

The first monk took the lead and ran outside the scripture pavilion, and then the evil monks ran out of the gate as if they were sprinting.

"Old Song, don't pretend to be a monk, hurry up and see, those grandsons have run away." I shouted at the top of my voice, grabbed Lao Song's shoulders and shook him vigorously twice, bringing him back from the state of a monk to the obscene state of reality,

"Day v their immortal board." Lao Song first opened his mouth half-open, looked at the empty aisle blankly, and then looked at the handsome back left by the last evil monk at the gate, and suddenly exploded.

"Let's go, let's go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to break the source, and see how arrogant they are." Old Song scolded fiercely,