readx; Chapter 541: The Grotto Under the Sand of the Desert (I)

The fat man looked at it and shouted: "The sign of the German devil, I read it right, fat man, could this be an arsenal." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Arsenal, you are big, this is a Buddhist swastika. What kind of German devils are there. ”

"Why is this called 10,000 words?" the fat man asked again.

Fortunately, I also have some understanding of this word, so I said that "swastika" is a kind of charm of many tribes in ancient times, which appeared in the history of ancient India, Persia, Greece, Egypt, Troy and other countries, and was later used by some ancient religions. Originally seen as a symbol of the sun or fire, it was later commonly used as a sign of good luck.

With the spread of Buddhism in ancient India, the character "swastika" was also introduced to China. The Sanskrit word reads "Sri Rakssa", which means "auspicious sea and clouds", that is, an auspicious symbol presented between the sea and the clouds. It is painted on the chest of the Buddha Nyorai, and is considered by Buddhists to be "Ruixiang", which can gush out precious light, "its light is shining, and there are thousands of colors".

When the fat man heard this, his spirit increased, and at this time the entrance of the cave was ready for one person to enter, although there was still sand. The fat man looked into the cave and said. Fatty, is there really a treasure in the dark?

I said fatty, if you want to know the taste of pears, you have to eat them yourself.

The fat man said: If you want to know the theory and methods of the revolution, you have to participate in the revolution. Practice brings true knowledge, fat man, you are inseparable from the truth, just rush to the old man's sentence, I fat man also have to practice it myself.

After saying that, the fat man jumped in, only to hear: "Alas!"

I exclaimed, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to make a torch, I can't see anything in it. ”

What kind of torch didn't you bring that red star flashlight when you came? You didn't bring it?

Damn, fatty, I remember what you said.

There was a bright light in the cave, and then I heard the fat man screaming again. I asked, "What's your name?" The fat man said: Don't fix those useless things, just come in and take a look.

I also jumped down the hole and turned on the flashlight, only to see that under the light of the flashlight, the walls were full of bright portraits, carved Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, flying and other statues riding in different forms, dizzying. I looked at a Buddha carefully, and I saw that the Buddha was sitting with his feet crossed, practicing the Dharma. I don't feel that I secretly applaud the methods of the ancients.

The fat man on one side shouted: "Fat man, what is this? I have only seen the Monkey King with three heads and six arms, why is this Buddha five heads and six arms." ”

Xun Sheng saw a five-headed and six-armed figure on the other side like a child, riding leisurely on the peacock, with a big head in the middle, two eyes level, four small heads on the left and right and behind, looking around, a pair of long arms stretched out on the legs of the cross-legged, but the four small arms were splitting through the clouds and fog, as if they were about to fly out of the sky.

When I was a teenager, my father often told me stories about Buddhism, and I had some understanding of this, so I said to the fat man, this is Kuma what kind of Ratian, it seems to be a protector god. The fat man didn't even want to hear what I said, just stared at the wall. Following the fat man's gaze, I saw that they were a few flying sky, those flying birds holding musical instruments, some of them wore short clothes and long skirts, and some were bare-chested and barefoot.

Those who wear short clothes and long skirts dance softly and elegantly, and those who are bare-chested and barefoot, obliquely draped with deep armpits and straight nose, and dance boldly and vigorously. The fat man and I were stunned by these soaring and dancing flying planes for a while, and they didn't say a word. Thinking about it in my heart, the legendary Mogao Grottoes are nothing more than that.

At this time, the buyer who was outside shouted: Ask us if we are there, the fat man said, we are looking at beautiful women, you are not coming. When he heard this, he said, "I'm going to pull the camel over and see it again."

I didn't pay attention to it and looked slowly, only to realize that this grotto is a square with an area of 30 square meters, and there is a hole behind the left side.

The fat man took a step and said to me mysteriously, "Fat man, do you think there will be gold and silver treasures in this?" ”

My flashlight shook and said, "This is." ”

The fat man snorted at me, and strode towards another hole.

On the left side of the cave is a Bodhisattva, who is holding a bottle of nectar in one hand and a willow branch in the other, sprinkling a little nectar to the world. It's just that the gesture is quite different from what I saw before. But he couldn't figure out why, so he also walked into another cave, and when he entered another hole, he realized that this was also a stone chamber;

In the center of the chamber is a two-tiered square tower that connects to the roof of the cave, about three meters high. The three-dimensional sense of the Buddha statue on the tower pillar is very strong, especially the Buddha on the upper layer of the tower pillar, which is lifelike. There are four Buddha statues carved in the Buddha shrine on the lower floor of the tower pillar, and these four Buddha statues are sitting or leaning or sitting opposite each other, all of which are vivid. The waist and four walls of the central pillar are carved with a picture of the story of the Buddha's birth.

"Hey, this is the story of the Buddha's birth. I didn't expect there to be so many. ”

"What is the story of the Buddha's birth?" the fat man looked at me in surprise.

"Simply put, it's the deeds of Shakyamuni's previous life, but there are so many here, and it's the first time I've seen it. I looked at the carving and said to the fat man. While watching, I told the fat man the story of the Buddha's birth that I knew.

I checked it carefully, and there were 33 diagrams. These pictures show Shakyamuni Buddha's parents, mothers, and mothers giving birth to Shakyamuni Buddha in their armpits, and the whole process of Shakyamuni Buddha's cultivation and Buddhahood in one lifetime.

The picture of enlightenment is vivid and intriguing. But the fat man said next to me, "Fat man, don't you think it's strange?"

The fat man turned his back to me and pointed to a wall, fat man, look at these eyes, they are staring at me no matter what angle I am looking at, and they make me feel uncomfortable.

Turning around, only the mural is a Bodhisattva with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, but this Bodhisattva with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes is indeed different from what we see, the position of those hands and eyes is not round, but arc-shaped, and like a wave-like surge.

I adjusted the flashlight, looked carefully at the eyes in those hands, suddenly the thousand eyes began to blink, a flash of light like a brilliant light surrounded me, for a while, there was nothing else in my mind, only to hear the fat man next to him ah ah ah called twice, then there was no sound, I wanted to turn my head to look, but found that the whole body could not move, my eyes went straight to those countless eyes, and the horror of ice penetrated into my heart surged wildly in my heart.

I looked closely, and the slender arm on the other side had begun to tremble, like a surge, guiding my heart to sink together, and like a nightmare, it was unstoppable or out-of-body like a nightmare.

A voice in my heart kept saying, "Who am I?" ”

Another voice kept saying, "Is death the end of life?" ”

I saw my body standing there, but my consciousness was clear that this dream-like feeling was not a dream. Through the dim light of the flashlight, I looked down at "my"* who was up there, his face was pale, and a slender arm was wrapped around my neck, motionless.

I suddenly wanted to make a joke and see what it felt like for me to blow on that *. So I leaned down about a foot away from my flesh and tried to blow on the somewhat pale face. Strange things happened: my physical body opened its mouth and blew at me!

At this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of fairy music, and countless flying heavens wandered around me, or twisted gracefully, or plucked the instrumental music in my hand, or blew like an orchid beside me, or frowned slightly, or narrowed slightly...... Every flying sky is so fascinating that you can't help but want to caress it.

In the squint, I noticed that the fat man was staring at me, and his mouth was wide open to say something to me, but he couldn't hear the voice, but he looked at the mouth shape as if he was scolding me for being a hooligan, and I relied on this dead fat man, and saw that I was surrounded by beautiful women, and I was jealous.

Looking closely, I saw that the fat man's eyes were full of fear, and the words in his mouth, I clearly understood that they were two words - run.

Run, why do you want me to run?

At this time, I clearly heard the sound of "banging" in the fairy music in the sky. And right behind my back. At the same time, I felt a whisker-like thing swimming back and forth on my neck, and I didn't move, and fear instantly overflowed my whole body, and I kept thinking about what was behind my neck.

I tried to twist my neck hard, but I couldn't move, and the anxiety on the fat man's face became more prominent, and his eyes burst out. >