The relics are the crystals cremated after the death of Buddhist monks, and are highly respected among Buddhists, not to mention the relics of the skull of Master Xuanzang, which can be called a Buddhist holy relic.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang believes in metaphysical numerology, Taoism and Buddhism are each a family, and the clues of the 14th Tombs of the Ming Dynasty are placed in the underground palace, no matter how I think about it, I think Zhu Yuanzhang is a bit funny.

I walked back and forth for a long time, and I looked up and asked in surprise.

"Since there is a dungeon, how can you go down?"

"Do you think you are a monk or a Buddha, the underground palace of the Great Ci'en Temple is the holy place of the entire Buddhist world, and it is also a forbidden place, unless there is a major festival or a Buddhist event, it is impossible to open the underground palace, and it is impossible to let you go down." Yue Qianling said.

I can't help it, I walked out of the Xuanzang Memorial Hall and rubbed my hair and said regretfully.

"It's easier to rob a bank than this, it's impossible for the Buddha Gate to mess around, if it's somewhere else, Huo Qian happens to be in Jingzhao, just find some people to sneak in, but in the underground palace, it's impossible to force it in, you have to think of a way."

"Actually...... I really have a solution. Yue Qianling said lightly with a smile.

"You can still figure it out with your brain." I smiled weakly, and now I can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor. "Tell me about it."

"It's okay for this god and Buddha to eat or drink, but they also have to be offered with incense, but the one hundred and eighty monks in this Great Mercy and Grace Temple always have to eat every day." Yue Qianling said as she pushed Gu Anqi in front of me. "Now there are overseas Chinese good women who donate the property of the Great Ci'en Temple, and they can be regarded as meritorious believers, and they want to pay homage to Master Xuanzang's relics to promote Buddhism, this request is not too much."

"That's right, Sister Qianling's idea is good, donate the Great Mercy and Grace Temple with my own method, and then ask to enter the underground palace, I believe the host will agree."

Qiu Nuo smiled lightly and shook his head.

"The four major Buddhist disciples are empty, and the relics in the underground palace in their hearts are the supreme treasure, how can money be compared, not to mention that the Great Ci'en Temple is a world-famous temple, and the incense is prosperous, and to put it bluntly, people don't look down on the money we donate."

I got up from the bench and took a deep breath.

"Although Qianling's method doesn't work, the idea is right, donating money must not be able to smash the door of the underground palace, when Xuanzang learned the scriptures, if he didn't let him exchange things, he couldn't force it, and finally took out the begging purple gold bowl, the Buddha and his old man still knew the goods, so he gave the scriptures, indicating that as long as he did what he liked, there was no door that could not be opened."

"You have a lot of ideas, since you can't donate money, what else do you say you can give?" Yue Qianling asked with a pout.

"You still do archaeology, of course it's cultural relics, and finding a few Buddhist cultural relics with historical origins to donate is far more weighty than donating money."

"What you said is simple, it's okay to find my dad in Rongcheng to find a way, but this is Jingzhao, I am not familiar with the place, where to find Buddhist relics."

Qiu Nuo had been quiet behind him, and suddenly said with a shallow smile.

"Brother Yanhui, why don't you go to Aunt Qing to try, she may have something that can help."

"Aunt Qing is also in Jingzhao?" I asked in surprise.

"Aunt Qing was originally from Jingzhao, and my family is also in Jingzhao, but I went to Rongcheng because of work." Qiu Nuo said with a calm smile.

The hope that had been extinguished in my eyes was lit again, thinking of the atmosphere and shock of Qingyang Agarwood Pavilion North, as well as the jaw-dropping collection in the basement, I believe that if there is anyone else who can help me, this person must be Qingyang.

Along the way, I was describing the scenery of the north of the Agarwood Pavilion to Yue Qianling and Gu Anqi's eyebrows, since Jingzhao is Qingyang's home, and the north of the Agarwood Pavilion in Rongcheng is already magnificent, not to mention the base camp.

When Qiu Nuo stood up, my face was completely full of crying and laughing, although there was a mansion in front of me, but compared with the north of the Agarwood Pavilion in his memory, I only thought of two words now.

Shabby!

Qing Yang saw Qiu Nuo taking someone home, and smiled lightly as still as always, there was a noble and majestic momentum that flowed from her, and it was easy to infect the people around her, even Yue Qianling, who had always been heartless, became quiet after seeing Qing Yang.

Compared with the liveliness in the north of the Agarwood Pavilion, it can only be said that it is elegant, and there is no one except Qingyang.

"Yan Hui, Rongcheng has been away for a few months, don't come unharmed." Qing Yang asked softly while making tea elegantly.

When I was in the mountains, I read all ancient books, and for a long time I spoke unconsciously and unconsciously crepe, but from Qingyang's mouth, I couldn't hear a trace of pretentiousness.

"Aunt Qing is good, I didn't expect to see you in Jingzhao." I took the tea and replied with a smile.

Qiu Nuo told Qing Yang about the front and back of coming to Jingzhao.

"Aunt Qing, I know that you believe in Buddhism, and now we want to enter the underground palace, so we must have something that can let us in, I don't know if you have it here."

Qingyang took a sip of fragrant tea and said calmly.

"There are a few Buddhist relics in the Buddhist hall, I'll take you to see if you can use them."

The Buddha hall is actually a small separate room, in which the incense and candles are very solemn, and my mouth has not been closed since Qingyang pushed the door open.

There is a Zen stick on the bright yellow brocade on the left side of the room, the body is composed of eight petals of the compound lotus, the lower end of the Zen stick is decorated with three columns, and the bead pattern is the boundary between the columns, which is extremely fine.

The body of the cane is hollow, the whole body is lined with tangled branches and vines, the twelve monks of Yuanjue are engraved on it, holding the magic bell and standing on the lotus platform, all of them are simple and lovely, the expression is moving, the lower end of the tin staff is decorated with vines, clouds and flowers.

The head of the rod is coiled into two peach-shaped wheels with silver wire, and the top of the wheel has a waist seat of Yanglian Liuyun, and a wisdom bead is supported on it.

Among them, the four large rings symbolize the four noble truths: suffering, concentration, extinction, and path; The 12 small rings represent the 12 scriptures.

The head of the rod is a double wheel with four strands and twelve rings, the four strands are coiled with silver bars, and each strand is set with three carved gold rings.

The corners of my mouth squirmed involuntarily, and in this ordinary room, there was such an amazing Zen staff enshrined.

Looking closely at the inscription on the side of the cane, I was completely shocked.

In the fourteenth year of the Zhun Xiantong of the Wensi Academy, on March 23, the imperial decree made a tin rod with twelve rings of silver and gold flowers to welcome the real body, and the total weight of gold was sixty taels, the inner gold weighed two taels, and fifty-eight taels of silver.

"It's a royal thing! It was made by Tang Yizong to worship the Buddha! ”

"Yan Hui, good eyesight, the Buddha told the monks: holding this rod is holding the body of the Buddha, ten thousand lines among them, Tang Yizong therefore ordered people to build this staff." Qing Yang smiled lightly and said disapprehantly. "If I can help you, take it."

I didn't say anything for a long time, even Yue Qianling, who is engaged in archaeology, has participated in so many archaeological research projects, but I have never seen any Buddhist cultural relics that can be compared with this Zen stick.

And Qing Yang gave it to me without even thinking about it, as if in her eyes it was as simple as sending an embroidery needle, but when I was in the north of the Agarwood Pavilion, I had already seen how amazing Qing Yang's collection of cultural relics was.

But what makes me more curious is that the funeral book records that this Zen staff has long been missing, how did it get into Qing Yang's hands, it seems that every time I see this Aunt Qing, I can always be full of surprises, this Zen staff is just one of the many items in the Buddhist hall, and there is anything unexpected behind me, I don't dare to guess.

Yue Qianling stretched out her hand tremblingly, touched the Zen staff, and suddenly had a feeling of boundless Buddhism, Gu Anqi was also well-informed in Hong Kong, but she couldn't say a word in front of this Zen staff.

Qiu Nuo stood alone by the door, his face was still as quiet as ever, these things were seen since he was a child, and he slowly became accustomed to them.

"You said that if we donate this Zen stick to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple......" Yue Qianling's voice trembled slightly. Do you think they'll let us into the dungeon? ”

"Of course!" I nodded.

"That'...... Then ask for this Zen stick. Yue Qianling was still a little in a trance, she couldn't believe such a precious cultural relic, and Qing Yang said that she would send it.

"But there is a problem, this thing is a royal thing, it is recorded and inherited, this thing will definitely cause a sensation when it appears, in case someone asks how this thing came about...... What do you say? ”

I'm asking Yue Qianling this, in fact, I'm saying it to Qingyang, there is always a source, and it can't be said that it was picked up.