I heard a scream coming from the depths of the passage, and I could tell that it was Leng Feng who was screaming, and he didn't care what to urinate there, so he got up and rushed towards the depths of the passage. Running over and seeing Leng Feng standing there with a flushed face, I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Nothing. The little girl Bai Ling hurriedly put up her pants and scolded in her mouth: "Dead hooligan, big pervert." His face flushed with shame. I laughed and said, "I'm not interested in your meatless ass." The angry little girl stomped her feet.

I pulled Leng Feng: "What's wrong?" Leng Feng looked at Bai Ling's little girl: "Just now, she touched me, and I was defenseless, so I screamed." "Dead girl, she actually put her lustful hand on my wife. I patted Leng Feng lovingly and said with a smile: "She touches you and deserves to be called like this?" Leng Feng blushed shyly: "She...... She...... Touch me underneath ......"

I scolded the little girl angrily, and the little girl said aggrievedly: "I just want to see what the difference is between Sister Leng and you after being together, but she didn't show me, so I touched it." "Huh? Such a reason? I asked Leng Feng, "Aren't you good sisters?" Haven't seen this before? Leng Feng blushed: "I'm not Lala, why do I show her." Besides, the good sister is me and her sister, and we are best friends, so the little girl calls me sister. "I'll just say, Leng Feng's big Bai Ling sisters are five years old, how can they be good sisters. (This article sets Leng Feng as 29 years old)

Everyone rushed over from behind and hurriedly asked what had happened. I hurriedly said, it's okay, it's okay. It's just that Leng Feng didn't stand firm and almost fell. Everyone was relieved: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Li Meiting looked at Lu Liang and whispered, "Can you go for a while." Lu Liang nodded: "Boss, let's go to the front first." I looked at them, smiled and nodded.

Not long after leaving, I heard Li Meiting screaming. Lu Liang ran back quickly, I think it might be that the little girl was bad again, Li Meiting also drank Lu Liang every day and stuck together, and if he couldn't touch Leng Feng, he would touch Li Meiting. I walked behind with a smile, and when the people saw me like this, they stopped running over. I heard Lu Liang shouting: "Boss, come on, Leng Feng is gone." ”

Gone? I hit my head with a bang and almost fell. Gone? Yu Tiangang held me up, it's okay, you must be mistaken, it was okay just now, it's definitely okay. I nodded, and suddenly it dawned on me that there was a situation. My mom ran forward.

Lu Liang pointed to the hole in front of him, "Leng Feng fell down from here." "Now is not the time to ask how the wall cracked, so I jumped into the cave in front of me. The cave is very deep, seven or eight meters long. There was a ramp down there, and I kept rolling down until I hit something soft. I heard Leng Fengjiao sneering: "You jump down like this, if you jump on me, won't you be trampled to death by you." "Ah, where did I have time to think about this, and now that I think about it, if it weren't for this slope, I might have to hold a grudge for the rest of my life.

Leng Feng leaned against a Buddha statue and looked at me with a grin, it seemed that she was very satisfied with me being able to jump off. Dare to jump down without knowing what's underneath, that's the ultimate of love, and it's a manifestation of daring to live and die together. There was a flashlight shining down on it, and there was a lot of people on it, and I didn't know what to say. I shouted, "It's all right, come down." There's the good stuff down there. ”

I got up, moved my hands and feet, and felt pain all over my body. Leng Feng looked at me and said pitifully, "I sprained my foot." "What, why didn't you say it earlier." I quickly squatted down and went to take off her shoes. He dodged with a grin and said, "Lie to you." I looked at her affectionately: "In the ancient ruins of Mount Tai, you have left a scar on your back, and if you are lame here." You're still not letting me live. I said, laughing. Leng Feng was originally moved by my eyes, and when he heard my words, he couldn't help but giggle. It is said that appearance is a woman's second life, and that is because men care. As someone said, 'No woman is loved because of her inner beauty.'" (This seems to be what Zhang Ailing said, I can't remember clearly.) ）

I got up and looked at the Buddha statue of Leng Feng's translator, it was made of clay, and many places were damaged, revealing the linen clothes inside. Linen clothes? No, it's not a mud fetus, it's a bodhisattva in the flesh. How could there be such a thing? Isn't this something that only existed in the years that followed the Tang Dynasty? How can there be a bodhisattva in the flesh during this period?

Lu Liang ran over: "Boss, these mud tires are the good things you said?" I pointed to the linen garment, "Look carefully." Lu Liang took a closer look and exclaimed: "Whole body relics." It is a whole body relic. Actually, it's a whole body relic. "Lu Liang is a little out of shape, I know that his current appearance is a normal performance, the longer you have been in contact with him, you will know that his usual appearance is just a means of decompression. Archaeology is rigorous, can someone who talks gibberish all day long?

Yu Tiangang also walked over, and these looked at the linen clothes, and sighed lightly: "It turns out that it is really a whole body relic." "I shone a flashlight around, and there was another one next to it, and we counted it, and there were twelve in total.

The little girl Bai Ling looked at our serious appearance and asked curiously, "What is a whole body relic?" ”

I pointed to the clay tires in front of me, "This is it." Ever heard of sitting? Ever heard of feathering? The death of a monk is sitting, and the death of a Taoist priest is feathering. I should have heard the words "sitting into a Buddha" and "flying immortals" by feathering into immortals. Seeing the little girl nodding, I continued: "After the monk sits, the body is not rotten, and the descendants will wrap them in yellow clay and re-depict them as they live." Then put it in the Buddhist altar and make offerings. Such a person is a bodhisattva in the flesh, also called a whole-body relic. And those who appear relics are called broken body relics. Do you understand? ”

The Bai Ling sisters all nodded: "I see." Isn't that more precious than an Egyptian mummy? ”

Yu Tiangang nodded: "It's much precious." Because these whole body relics are real bodies, unlike mummies, which are empty shells that are dug out and wrapped in brains and internal organs. These are precious relics, because there are not many in the world, and it is a strange thing that twelve of them suddenly appeared here. ”

"They are all monks, are there no Taoist priests?" Zhang Qian said with some regret.

"yes. This is also the strangest place. What we have been looking for is Ye Xiangtian's last hiding place, although I don't know if this is or not, there is a flying saucer that has nothing to do with him. If this is the case, these fleshly bodhisattvas are the things of the late Qin and early Han dynasties. But everyone knows when Buddhism began to enter our country, so what is going on? That's a few hundred years. What's more, the bodhisattvas found in my country are all after the Tang Dynasty, so these are thousands of years different from the existing ones in my country. I explained, and I asked about my doubts.

"You say, will there be such an explanation," Gao Ping looked at everyone and said, "You should all know that the I Ching gossip was created in Fuxi, and its glory is greater than that of King Wen of Zhou." Could it be that Buddhism also came from our country, and was later introduced to Tianzhu, and was carried forward by Sakyamuni and brought back? ”

Wang Zhiqiang frowned: "Although it is reasonable, there is no direct evidence." Don't say it, it will cause the outside world to scold us, like those shameless Koreans, who insist on making other people's things our own. ”

"You're right, but that's just speculation. Gao Gao Ping said that he was right, and I also had this idea. I opened my mouth and said: "But don't forget, after Qin Shi Huang burned books and pit Confucianism, all the annals were sorted out by Sima Qian of the Han Dynasty. As for what was there at that time, what was secret, we didn't have a clue, let alone a few words. Even in the period when Confucius hid his writings, anything could happen. Do you think that Shakyamuni, a dignified prince, would be so noble, and that he would be enlightened after many years? Fool it. I said dismissively.

"Although there is some truth in your speculations, don't say it lightly, otherwise it may cause international disputes." Yu Tiangang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." I smiled and no longer argued about such issues, and unfounded things can only be casually said, who will go to find out if it is impossible to change the birthplace of Buddhism to China? I looked at Yu Tiangang and Lu Liang, only they had some authority in this regard. "Tell me, what's the use of putting so many bodhisattvas here? No use will not be put here. After all, this is a ghost cave. Could it be a ghost? I joked.

"Well, maybe that's really the case." Yu Tiangang said: "Didn't you say that there are eighteen layers of hell here, Zhang Qian also said that these black fogs are netherworld ghost fogs. If it's really to suppress the eighteen layers of hell, it makes sense. ”

"Yes, yes." Lu Liang interjected and said: "There is a cloud in Buddhism: 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.'" And what Buddha said, 'Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha.'" You see, these things may be the things that suppress hell. Hell can't be empty, so it's suppressed. There is also the saying that 'if I don't go to hell, I will go to hell'. Therefore it is by the dead that come, and it is impossible for the living to come. ”

I gave a thumbs up and said, "You kid did a good job of analysis." Prize. "When I heard that there was a prize, I was excited. First, he was a sycophant of the boss being wise and the boss being so handsome, and then he looked at me pitifully, waiting for me to reward him.

I took out the hundred-year-old ginseng I picked in Daming Mountain and said, "If you dare to eat it, I will give it to you." When he came, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it: "Cut, I thought why, isn't it just a small ginseng, and it's not that I haven't eaten it." Both are fine, let alone one. ”

I looked at him with a grin and whispered, "This is wild ginseng, not planted." ”