Pay attention, this man's name is Xiao Shuai!

He was tying the rope to a pure golden lotus lantern, flicking and aiming above his head, and threw it towards the hole above......

Ouyang Rong felt that if this was really a prank on him by others - using a hidden camera to shoot amateurs, then the way everyone would know him soon was probably to meet with this set of opening words.

"I tell you, I don't care if you're a vulgar prank, or a ghost dreaming on the bed, or if it's really the Pure Land of Bliss...... No one wants to stop me from going back to graduate school! ”

Ouyang Rong squatted on the edge of a lotus stone platform and hung his head, his dry lips muttering, his eyes staring directly at the golden lotus lamp in his hand, and he was seriously tightening the knot.

It is a claustrophobic underground palace, with faded frescoes on all four walls, and a half-meter-high girdle on the ground in the center.

Other than that, it's empty.

The only source of light was a circular opening in the ceiling ten meters above it, about the size of a manhole cover.

This also seemed to be the only exit from the dungeon, and a gray moonlight fell obliquely from it, and it fell precisely on the young man who was squatting on the lotus pedestal regardless of his image.

"I've been preparing for a year at four in the morning and ten in the evening, and I'm going to go to war this weekend, do you think I can be trapped by falling into a well? Not even the well of the Buddha! I tell you, it can't be! ”

Ouyang Rong finally checked the knot, licked his peeled lips, and jumped up on the lotus pedestal.

He clutched the rope in one hand and the heavy golden lotus lamp in the other, looking up at the 'well' that he had long wanted to see.

There is no well that can't be climbed, only those who climb!

However, after beating the chicken blood, Ouyang Rong did not act immediately.

He suddenly turned around and beckoned to the darkness behind him: "Hey, you guys come over and help, I'll rescue you when I go up." ”

He was not alone in this claustrophobic dungeon.

In the darkness that was not illuminated by the moonlight, there were three black shadows faintly scattered:

A sitting, very tall monk, like a hill heaped there.

The gray monk's clothes were tattered, and his face was withered, and he couldn't tell his age.

An old Taoist priest leaning against the wall sat on the ground with his legs spread like a dustpan.

The whole person was like a water monkey shrunk in a crane coat with wide black feathers, wrapped his arms tightly, as if he was afraid of cold.

Only a pointed head is exposed, with a childish face and crane hair, and a Daomen mixed yuan scarf pressed with silver threads.

There is also a girl who hugs her knees and buries her face, she is already slender, but she is wearing an ancient Han dress, which makes her even more thin.

This is also one of the quietest in the dungeon.

When she first woke up, Ouyang Rong talked to her, and the girl didn't spit out a word, but a pair of autumn-like eyes flashed from the gap between her knees and thin arms.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong stood in the moonlight and tossed, and the slender girl's thin eyes leaked out from between her arms, silently watching him.

Ouyang Rong swept over the strange-looking three people again, how did he think they didn't look like they were going to graduate school, but he still couldn't help muttering: "You really don't go out?" ”

But in exchange for three glances like looking at a fool.

"Can't go out!"

Hearing the word 'out', the withered monk seemed to have just been fished out of the North Sea under the ice, and his whole body trembled irrepressibly.

"Why?"

The withered monk pointed to the ground with one hand and the sky with the other, "This place is the Lotus Pure Land, and above it is the Infernal Hell!" ”

"If I don't get in, it's really an infernal hell." Ouyang Rong nodded and turned around.

The monk still couldn't bear it, and the Buddha sang a reminder: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, donor, if you go up, you will be eaten by evil things immediately." ”

"Don't go out and look for death." He Qiu Lao Dao also sneered, and paused again, "If you want to die, don't take us with you." ”

"......" Ouyang Rong.

Isn't it an oil cake, you guys?

He held back, swallowed back, and shook his head.

Sure enough, those who still believe in religion in this era are a bit of a god, and they are not as good as the sister paper of the Hanfu circle.

Glancing at the slender girl who was still silent, Ouyang Rong decisively turned his head and began to throw the golden lotus lantern towards the round hole above.

Not long ago, he tried to shout for help, but he didn't know if it was too deep in the underground palace, or if there was no one in the middle of the night, and there was no movement outside.

"It can't be delayed any longer." I haven't finished memorizing the words yet.

Ouyang Rong remembered that when he was cooking before, he swiped a certain wilderness survival video, in which a man who fell into a deep pit tied a heavy object with one end of a long rope, and then threw it out of the pit and wrapped it around the trunk of a tree, and was successfully rescued.

"I remember that before I fell, there were two incense burners next to the coin." The young people who are going to graduate school are calmly analyzed.

At the moment, the lotus lamp he picked up in his hand, he didn't know whether it was real gold or painted with gold paint, and it seemed to be quite valuable after weighing it.

But... Whatever, even if it's a cultural relic, it's useless, the lives of the people and the postgraduate entrance examination are more important, and the 'people' have requisitioned!

Saw.

The first time, I missed and hit the ground.

The second time, hit, thrown out!

But as soon as he pulled, he slipped back out of the hole.

The third time, I changed direction and missed the ......

At this time, the withered monk folded his hands and showed sadness:

"Why did the donor insist on going his own way, and finally ascended to this pure land, don't fall into that Abyss hell again."

"It's full of all kinds of bad things, and all kinds of bad karma are growing up on it. There are waves that do not drown the mountains and wilderness, there are fierce fires that fill the ten boundaries, poisonous gases fill the heavens and the earth, and there are evil winds that blow all things......"

"Don't be long-winded." He Qiu Lao Dao changed his sitting posture and meditated cross-legged, and at the same time moved away from Ouyang Rong, he said impatiently: "Good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, and great compassion does not cross self-destruction."

The young man who was about to throw it again suddenly stiffened, lowered his eyes and looked at it silently, wearing the strange Confucian robe that he had been deliberately ignoring.

This is not the clothes he wore before he fell.

Boom –

Suddenly there was a faint thunder outside the underground palace, and before he could react, the rain fell this night.

Ouyang Rong raised his head, and the raindrops fell on the blue eyelids.

How he looked at it, the round hole looked like a manhole cover—the one that made him stumble and fall.

It's a bit of a twist.

Ouyang Rong was originally a World War II postgraduate entrance examination dog, approaching the exam, in a small group of diving called "righteous gentlemen and gentlemen postgraduate examination group (girls do not enter)", he heard from the group friends that there is a Donglin Temple in the suburbs, and the two businesses of going ashore for the postgraduate entrance examination and praying for blessings and marriages are very skillful, and there are many people who come to the north and south of the world every year to repay their wishes......

I inquired again, it turned out that there was a hundred-year-old wishing tower in this temple, and there was a blessing bell in it, and after accumulating enough merit, you could get good fortune by knocking it, and your wishes came true.

Ouyang Rong is actually materialistic and skeptical about this, but is it possible that the anxiety of young people now is really so great that the Buddha knows about it? The Buddha really took over this business......

And he really needs these two projects, which are really itching.

Take it as sincerity.

So early that morning, Ouyang Rong took a taxi to Donglin Temple with a sharp eye of criticism, and when he went to the place, he looked at the place, good guy, Mo Daojun was early, and there was even more early Xingjun, and the queue to enter the temple was lined up at the foot of the mountain, and the front was full of peers who were about the same age as him bowing their heads and swiping their mobile phones in the cold wind.

I got up so early, and I saw that I was an old graduate student, and I didn't forget to brush up on the question paper when I lined up...... Ouyang Rong sighed, and just as he was about to take out his mobile phone, a little monk pinched a QR code between his two fingers, poked it in front of his nose, and told him to scan it.

Ouyang Rong took a look and found that he actually scanned the code to download an APP called 'Merit Tower'.

This Donglin Temple is quite humane, so that the donor who has no time to queue up can ring the bell directly online without leaving home, which is really in the donor's care, and has gone to the prostate of all temples in the country.

At that time, Ouyang Rong didn't talk nonsense, and after downloading it, he immediately turned around and left, and the time of the graduate school entrance examination was very precious.

On the way back, he did a little research and quickly figured out the little app.

Click into this merit pagoda, there is mainly an electronic wooden fish and a blessing bell.

The electronic wooden fish can be manually clicked and knocked, and the merit is +1 when you knock it, and there is a warm counter on it.

As for the most important blessing bell, which can make a wish, it takes 10,000 merit points to be struck once.

What's more devilish is that this APP even has its own background music of "Great Compassion Mantra", and you can't turn it off......

"Knock on the electronic wooden fish, accumulate cyber merits, obtain mechanical blessings, ascend to the Pure Land of Bliss, and see the mecha Buddha, right? I'm familiar with this. "Ouyang Rong is confident.

By the way, in fact, there is also an option in the lower right corner of the app to 'donate money for merit for a limited time', but Ouyang Rong directly ignored it, next time...... Forget it, not necessarily next time.

If you don't kryptonite, you can only go crazy, don't look at Ouyang Rong's words for graduate school entrance examinations, he is still hesitant to move forward in abandon, but his hands-on tossing ability has been a full-level human since he was a child.

When he was a child, as long as he picked up a slightly straight wooden stick, there would not be a single flower or plant with his waist height within a radius of ten miles from his home; Passing dogs had to be beaten with two sticks; If you give him another hanging thread, you won't even want to save a tadpole in the pond.

So that night, Ouyang Rong used motors, gears, chopsticks and erasers to make a physical dot device, put it and his mobile phone on the bedside table to brush up on merit, and he leisurely memorized the words, and directly listened to the Great Compassion Mantra and fell asleep.

As a result, he was banned the next day.

Is "......" unaffordable?

Ouyang never thought that this small outsourcing APP would have an anti-plug-in mechanism.

Early the next morning, indignant, he went to Donglin Temple again, wanting to find them theories...... Well, in fact, I want to pretend to be innocent and try to see if I can unblock it.

But when he arrived at the place, it was a familiar long queue, so he went straight to the mountain to see if there were any other doors to go.

As a result, halfway along the way, the group name that liked diving before was very upright, and another dog group friend posted a picture of Zhang Haoran's righteousness.

Do you send it in broad daylight? Ouyang Rong subconsciously double-clicked and enlarged a look, but it was the greedy glance that made him not pay attention when he just turned the corner, stepped on the soles of his feet, and his eyes went dark......

……

Ouyang Rong stood on the lotus seat and wiped the rain from his face vigorously.

From the last few frames of his memory, it is surmised that he must have stumbled and fallen into some uncovered well in the temple.

It's just that it's very strange that when Ouyang Rong woke up, he found himself lying on his back on the cold and hard lotus seat at his feet.

His mobile phone and down jacket were all gone, and he couldn't find them all over the dungeon, replaced by an unfamiliar white shirt.

And a circle of white gauze was wrapped around his forehead, as if wiping his forehead, wrapped in a small wound, and it was still faintly painful at the moment.

But fortunately, I just fell on my forehead and didn't hit my face.

And he is very familiar with his face, although the dungeon is dark and black, and he can't find a mirror, but after he roughly touched it, he found that eighty percent of it can't be wrong, unless it is a rebirth of Hu Ge or Guanxi.

If it weren't for this ironclad evidence, I would have almost believed the nonsense of the withered monk and the old man of the crane.

No longer entangled with the clothes on his body, he only hesitated for a moment in the rain, and Ouyang Rong continued to throw.

He changed direction twice more halfway through.

Finally!

In the tenth throw, the lotus golden lantern thrown out of the hole was not pulled back by him, and the steady resistance was transmitted from the straight rope to Ouyang Rong's torn tiger's mouth.

His face was overjoyed, he wiped his face fiercely, spit out two mouthfuls of muddy water in his mouth, and began to grasp the rope and climb up regardless of his image.

The withered monk, the crane Qiu Lao Dao, and the slender girl behind him all stared at him intently at this time.

At a distance of about 10 meters, someone is like a small earthworm climbing a wall, shrugging upwards and 'arching'.

The posture was a little unsightly, and it made him blush a little in front of everyone's eyes, especially in front of that Hanfu girl.

But the dog's life matters, and whether he is handsome or not will wait for him to go ashore.

Soon, Ouyang Rong climbed up most of the way against the rain, and at this time, he only needed to reach out to touch the rock at the mouth of the well, and his nose suddenly smelled a familiar sandalwood.

Sure enough, it's still in the temple! Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the moon, which was half blocked by dark clouds above, trembled.

The moon shuddered? This was the first reaction in Ouyang Rong's brain for the first three seconds.

But it soon became clear that it was not.

In the trembling... It's the whole dungeon, and he.

Ouyang Rong was frightened, and hurriedly hugged the rope in his arms.

The sound of the rain above him suddenly became louder, and the wind became stronger, and the rain that fell from the top became slanting from left to right.

Immediately after that, the sound of water came from the outside, different from the ebb and flow of the sea water, in Ouyang Rong's ears, the sound of water was like a train roaring from far and near, it seemed to be from the end of the horizon, all the flowers, birds, beasts, alpine forests along the way were swept away, and the whole world trembled.

Ouyang Rong finally understood the true meaning of the words 'the earth shakes the mountains' and 'the heavens and the earth change color'.

It's a pity that it was bought with a hard butt on the ground.

The lotus golden lantern that was thrown out slipped back, and fell down with Ouyang Rong, who was temporarily deaf, and fell back to reality again......

I don't know how long it took, but everything suddenly turned quiet again.

The rain that went from left to right turned back to falling from above.

Ouyang Rong sat on the cold and hard ground of the underground palace, drenched.

On the ground beside him there was a broken half of the lotus lamp, and the other half flew to the corner of the wall, and there were various colored beads scattered from it.

Ouyang Rong's upper body still maintained the posture of holding the rope tightly and did not let it go, and looked up at the round hole that was very much the size of a manhole cover.

Just now, closest to the entrance of the cave, he not only heard the roar of the torrent and the howl of the wind, but also faintly heard...... A lot of people wail.

Outside there was a great flood, or at least a torrent that roared for hundreds of miles, and it may even be like the Flood of Jehovah's destruction in the Old Testament.

Weak individuals are not worth mentioning in the face of such might...... The same is true for graduate school entrance examinations.

There was silence for a long time.

"Well, what did you just say?"

Ouyang Rong, who was looking up, suddenly spoke and didn't look back.

Not far behind him, the withered monk, whose face had always been calm, made a gesture of pointing to the ground and the sky with the other.

"Donor, this place is the Lotus Pure Land, and above it is the Infernal Hell!"

Ouyang Rong wanted to speak and stopped.

In fact, the question is "There are waves and no drowning in the mountains...... There is a vicious wind that blows all things", but, forget it......

A certain materialist graduate student turned his head seriously and asked sincerely: "The noble surname of the monk? ”

"......" withered monks.

"......" said the old man.

"......" slender girl.