Facing it is a large screen, which is full of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

If I am not mistaken, the illusion I just saw is the scene shown on the screen.

The giant screen was about a dozen meters away from me, but for some reason, my eyes seemed to be able to draw the picture closer and see the subtleties clearly.

I don't know anything else, but I really seem to have a bit of talent in terms of eyesight, and there are abnormal people!

His eyes moved from the screen to the side, where there was a passage, bypassing the screen and leading to the rear, no doubt, that was the way to the depths of the Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at this scene, my eyes flashed, and a similar scene appeared.

It seems to be in a crystal house, and there is a large screen in front of it, but the pattern on it is different, and I know that the screen is made of human skin .......

A spirit all over his body, and he suddenly came back to his senses from the illusion.

Patting my head, I felt full of doubts, because this is not the first time this kind of inexplicable thing, it seems that there is something hidden in my memory? Stimulated by some factors in the outside world, some strange pictures and messages pop up from time to time, if I don't believe that I am not crazy, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it?

Right now, the Yin Spirit has been in contact many times, and it seems that the courage has suddenly become many times larger, so the illusions that appear from time to time at this time will not cause much disturbance to me, but only a little more convinced, I seem to be very mysterious!

It's weird to say, but that's how I really feel.

What is it about not knowing yourself? I have the heart to ask someone who knows how to do it, but there is no such condition at the moment.

"If I can get through this catastrophe, I have to talk to a psychiatrist, otherwise, this mystery will torture me crazy!" With a clear understanding in his heart, he threw these thoughts behind him and walked forward, gradually approaching the screen.

In fact, I have raised my heart every step of the way, and I am deeply afraid that any landing will touch the information agency.

During the walk, the movie clips I had seen in the past flashed one by one, and the various traps encountered by the protagonist in the tiger's den in Longtan were presented one by one, and to be honest, I was frightened by my own imagination.

But fortunately, there were no accidents until I got to the giant screen.

This once again confirmed my inference, and sure enough, I entered through the main entrance with dignity and no problem at all.

Sit upright and have peace of mind!

Retracted his eyes from looking at the screen, and walked around the corridor next to him.

In front of you is a deep corridor, a winding structure, I don't know where it leads? Walking along the deep road, my heart is peaceful.

Soon after, a wooden door with a height of one foot appeared in front of me, and it opened with a gentle push.

I walked in, just glanced at it, and was stunned by the scene in front of me.

Bookshelf.

Countless bookshelves are lined up!

Each compartment was stuffed with books, and my eyes automatically pulled the picture in front of me, and I subconsciously read the names of those books.

"The Sutra of Returning to the Void, the Sutra of Ten Thousand Fruits, the Sutra of Grace, the Sutra of Great True Patterns, the Sutra of Prajna Hideing, the Sutra of Darkness, the Sutra of Maha Freedom, the Sutra of Returning to the Yuan of Silence, the Sutra of the Thousand Laws, the Sutra of Bodhisattva Good Introduction, and the Sutra of Jialan Nirvana, ......."

All kinds of Buddhist scriptures come into view, each of which is a complete set of Buddhist scriptures, and after a cursory look, I am afraid that there are more than 1,000 volumes of a set of Buddhist scriptures?

These Buddhist scriptures are crammed into bookshelves that are more than five feet high, and they are densely displayed there, and just looking at them, I feel my scalp tingle.

"Even a drop of motherhood, so many scriptures, read at a glance and ten lines, can you read it in the Year of the Monkey? Not to mention understanding the true meaning inside! ”

Standing in front of such a vast bookshelf, I suddenly understood a truth.

Even if there is any supernatural power hidden in these Buddhist scriptures, it is not something I can covet.

First of all, I don't have time, and secondly, I don't have the comprehension of Buddhist scriptures.

I know my own affairs, and I am quite interested in Taoist classics, but I really can't be interested in Buddhist scriptures, and if I am not interested, I will be half the result to read Buddhist scriptures.

Standing there for a while, I wanted to say 'goodbye' to the bookshelf in front of me, but I couldn't move as if my feet were taking root.

I've arrived at the place, not everyone can enter here, it's a big opportunity, if I turn around and leave, won't I live up to the big opportunity? If you don't take something from heaven, it's not beautiful, the question is how to take it?

After a melancholy sound, I stepped forward, and when I reached the front row of bookshelves, I looked up.

The height of the bookshelf is more than five zhang, that is, the height of fourteen or fifteen meters, catching up with the height of four or five storey small buildings, and it is even more spectacular when you get close to this!

The feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

"Too many books, right? What is the ocean of books, this is what is in front of you, how to find the method of exorcism that you can use in so many scriptures? Isn't that a joke? ”

My heart felt as if I had suffered like Coptis chinensis, and the joy that arose at the beginning because of the opening of the Scripture Pavilion for me had long since vanished.

Sorrow has taken its place.

"There's no way, let's be lucky."

I muttered, and took the nearest volume of scripture to me in my hand, with handwritten calligraphy on the cover.

"Prajna Hiding Sutra!"

Five brushes and words walk dragon snakes, written that is called a beautiful, but not ostentatious, completely restrained way of writing, but staring, but can feel the majesty and domineering contained in it, this is an indescribable feeling.

Just seeing this word, I flashed in front of my eyes on the horizontal plaque outside the 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion' three big characters, although it looks like a different font, but I have a feeling that the writer is the same, it is definitely the penmanship of the monks in the Falong Temple.

There were no lights or candles, but it was as clear as day to my eyes, and it did awaken night vision, which was one thing I knew for sure.

I haven't mentioned this to Daochang Li, it's a private matter, and I don't want to tell outsiders.

What's more, this matter has nothing to do with exorcism, does it?

Glancing left and right, he found a broken chair in the corner, so he walked over, cleaned the dust on it, sat on it, took a few deep breaths, and then opened the Prajna Hiding Sutra.

There is small print below the cover that indicates that this is the first volume.

Relying on my night vision, I watched it.

"If I heard it, when I was an ancient Buddha, under the Mahayana Bodhi canopy, there were more than 10,000 birds and beasts;

Listening to the Buddha's lectures, birds show their faces, and animals rejoice;

Purple gas runs through Changhong, and the world is colorful ....... ”

Reading the scriptures softly, my mind full of mud.

"What is this talking about? Is there a big truth hidden in it? It's a story. ”

Sure enough, I don't have any Buddha nature to speak of.