Chapter 266: Whose Sister-in-law Passes Qingqiu (46)

In the Liquan View, the courtyard that used to be rented by Wei Ye is still a water pavilion lotus pond, but it has changed the scene.

Gan Wantang sits on top of the lotus leaves, and there is a faint mist on the water surface, just like a fairyland.

Opposite her, Wei Ye sat crookedly on the water, leaning on an unreleased branch, still with an indecent look.

In the lotus pond, a round cat with a bath towel on its head swam very comfortably: "This fragrant soup is really material, Sister Gan!"

In this regard, Gan Wantang just smiled faintly, but saw that his eyes were aimed at Wei Ye: "Wei Yuanjun asked to see me this time, he will not come to rub your niece's welfare, but also to wash the spiritual spring I lit out, right?"

"How is it possible?" Wei Ye waved his hand, shook his head and said: "This Qingxi Taoist uniform on Wei's body is not invaded by miasma, even if he stays in the stinky meat like canned herring for so many days, he will not have to take a bath in front of your sweet sacrificial wine - I won't become a cat!"

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock made a move, and broke off a lotus flower, and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it for a moment.

On the lotus petals, there is a faint slender cloud seal circulating, faintly revealing a trace of luster.

But no matter how Wei Ye looked at it, the talisman was too different from the talisman seal of the Taiping Sutra, but the pure meaning in it was extremely obvious.

"Lingquan cultivates Baolian, and the lotus flower forms a talisman, this is the true face of Liquan's view of dispelling filthy incense?

To Wei Ye's question, Gan Wantang answered very directly: "This is the Purifying Charm of the Water Moon Palace on Xianling Island, and it is indeed not the original method of the Taiping Dao." ”

"Tsk, the great sacrificial wine of Taiping Dao, to learn other people's talismans? and so on...... This doesn't sound like a Taoist lineage, but it looks like a first-class Buddhist sect!"

"Wei Yuanjun is not mistaken, the Water Moon Palace of Xianling Island worships Guanyin, and is also a sect and Buddha, and the magic in the door also has the strengths of both families. ”

"This kind of sect and Buddha faction is often a bit of a scumbag...... For example, the famous Cihang Sword Zhai, in addition to cultivating the kind of courtesan named 'Holy Maiden', the Cihang Sword Book handed down in the door does not have much mystery. Gan sacrificial wine, you are not so picky, and throw yourself into the gate of the Water Moon Palace on the Immortal Spirit Island, right?

In the face of Wei Ye's ridicule, Gan Wantang just shook his head: "Wei Envoy Jun said with a smile, I am not from the Shuiyue Palace of Xianling Island, I am just slightly interested in the technique of cultivating the water vein of the spiritual spring in the Shuiyue Palace of Xianling Island." ”

After that, Gan Wantang also smiled to herself, picked a lotus flower and put it in the palm of her hand to play with it for a while, shook her head and said: "Although I have never really practiced the heart method of the Water Moon Palace on Xianling Island, but the one pulse technique of the Water Moon Palace on Xianling Island, I can be regarded as a complete set." After all, I am now the palace master of the Water Moon Palace on Xianling Island, and I can't say anything about my own method if I am not clear. ”

"Whether it is to be the palace master or to sell Amway, this matter is still worth questioning. Wei Ye chuckled, then raised his hand, and a small statue of the god immediately fell in front of Gan Wantang: "Since Gan Sacrifice Wine is not ignorant of Buddhism now, then you have more reason to take a look at this thing." ”

Gan Wantang stretched out her hand, and the statue fell on a lotus room in front of her, looking at the lucky god with a smile on his face, holding a Wanbao mallet in one hand and a rice bag in the other, Gan Wantang groaned for a while, and then said: "This is the Seven Lucky Gods? There are indeed traces of the magic power of the Buddha Gate, but the Seven Lucky Gods are mixed with the blessing gods of various countries, and it is just a unique cultivation method of the Eastern Secret Branch of the Buddha Gate, and the Guanyin One Pulse Method worshiped by the Water Moon Palace on Xianling Island is afraid that it is not very consistent, and I may not be able to help Wei Yuanjun in this matter." ”

Wei Ye shrugged his shoulders and shook his finger at Gan Wantang: "Although Wei did not personally practice the techniques of Buddhism, if you want to talk about some private knowledge in Buddhism, I think I know more than Gan Sacrifice Wine. However, the following topic is afraid that it will be insulting to listen to the wine, how about it, do you want Wei to open this mouth?"

Speaking of which, even with Wei Ye's cheekiness, he had to add: "Although Wei believes that this is also a serious academic topic, but for ordinary people, this is also a very dirty topic, if you don't want to listen to it, then forget it." ”

Although Wei Ye said this, in exchange for a low smile from Gan Wantang: "Wei Yuanjun, who never knew what the dough was, how could he learn to be ashamed today? Gan Wantang is not a little girl who is still in school age, even if Wei Yuanjun has any meat jokes, even if he says it's okay." ”

"This kind of too frank and unrestrained attitude really makes Wei a lot of pressure!" The immortal warlock grunted, bent his index finger and flicked at the bronze statue, and suddenly, the bronze statue of the god of fortune turned its body upside down, leaving the back of Gan Wantang with a big bag on his back and a pair of bulging rice bags under his feet to Gan Wantang.

In this moment, the round mushroom-like hat on the head of the god of good fortune, the long pocket that covered the entire back, and the two straw rice bags with round shapes suddenly became a very difficult thing to speak.

However, Gan Wantang only glanced at Wei Ye lightly, and asked rhetorically: "It turns out that this god statue is a metaphor for fertility worship, with a round soft hat, a long cloth bag covering his back, and a pair of straw rice bags under his feet, which just make up the man's words." But what does this have to do with my understanding of the spells of the Water Moon Palace on Immortal Spirit Island?"

"Sweet sacrificial wine, don't pretend. As the head of the Seven Lucky Gods, this obscene fat man, although he looks like a Japanese product from top to bottom, this god is by no means a real Japanese product. Although some people pretend that it is the embodiment of the god of Izumo Province, the main life of the Great Powers, its real name is Daikokuten, that is, Shiva, the god of destruction and rebirth who is one of the three gods of India. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Ye flicked his fingers again, and the bronze Dahei Tian turned to the front again: "The soft hat on the head of the Dahei Tian is composed of a triple structure of the hat body, the hat and the trim, which happen to be the three holy seals on the forehead of Lord Shiva. Shiva, on the other hand, had to receive offerings, but not to the deity, but only to the stone pillar called Linga, which represented Shiva's male roots. From this point of view, in fact, the Daikoten, the head of the Seven Lucky Gods, is Shiva Linga, who has been deliberately modified and hidden by people with a heart. ”

The immortal warlock stretched out his hand, and several glass magic beads sealed with abnormal magic power floated in front of Gan Wantang: black snakes maintained their unnatural movements within the crystal, surrounding the statue of the Great Black Celestial God.

"The Great Black Celestial Statue, Shiva Linga, and these black snakes made of magic, if this is a puzzle puzzle, then the last puzzle piece is left unfound. He said in an inducing tone, "Sweet sacrificial wine, I think this piece of the puzzle is very likely to be in your hands." ”

Regarding Wei Ye's remarks, Gan Wantang looked calm, picked up a lotus petal, painted a few times on it, and then threw it towards the bronze big black sky.

On the lotus petals, a line of golden runes can be faintly seen, and the appearance of the runes can be described as a Buddha's eye erected on the lotus platform, and it looks like a Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform.

As soon as this Guanyin talisman full of the breath of Buddhism fell on the big black sky, suddenly this bronze statue with both the big black sky statue and the double metaphor of Shiva god Linga also conjured up a piece of colorful brilliance.

In the light, a bodhisattva is revealed, holding a golden scepter, a treasure wheel, a lotus flower, and a white snail, and his neck is covered with the dark blue of heavy metal poisoning.

Looking at the Bodhisattva, Wei Ye let out a burst of sneer: "Sure enough, the secret mantra deity placed in the bronze black sky is the blue-necked Guanyin, one of the thirty-three disguises of Guanyin? It is said to be Avalokiteshvara, but it is actually a disguise of Shiva and Vishnu, two Hindu gods, after the merger, I remember it is called Halihala, right?

While mocking, Wei Ye immediately raised his hand, and in the glass beads, the black snake meandered and flowed.

This time, it was Gan Wantang who added the last content for Wei Ye:

"In Hindu mythology, the heavens made an agreement with the Asuras to stir the sea of milk together with the mandala mountain as a stirring rod and the snake god Bhasuji as a rope in order to obtain immortal nectar. But in the process of pulling the tail of the snake god and the head of the snake god by Asura pulling the chariot god, the snake god, who could not bear the pain, spit out a poison that could poison all living beings in the Three Realms. And the great god Shiva, stopped the spread of the venom and swallowed them all down his throat. The poison burned Shiva's neck, turning his neck a deep blue color, and for this reason he was revered as the Green Neck. ”

Wei Ye nodded: "The green-necked Guanyin is the four dissimilarities that come out of the combination of the green-necked Shiva and Vishnu. And the poisonous miasma on the body of the Capricorn fish symbolizes the venom swallowed by the blue-necked Guanyin, that is, the toxin of those Naga snake gods in India. So here's the question—"

The immortal warlock looked at Gan Wantang: "The statue of the Great Black Celestial God, the secret spell that manipulates the corpse, and the blue-necked Guanyin of Shiva in disguise, what kind of character will the guy who can meet these conditions at the same time be?"

"Got an answer?"

"I don't have an answer, but at least I know where I'm going to arrest the suspect now. ”

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As the family temple of the Zhao and Song Dynasty royal families, Daxiangguo Temple has a privilege that many large temples are envious.

That is, the murals in the Buddha hall of Daxiangguo Temple can be painted by the painting institute and the edicts.

On the right side of the main hall of Daxiangguo Temple, there is a famous mural, which is the picture of the devil and the mother of the devil painted by Wu Zongdao, a famous hand of the Hanlin Painting Institute in the early years of the National Dynasty.

On this mural, the Buddha covered the youngest son of the devil with a stone bowl, and the devil and the mother who lost their son, at the moment when they were unable to uncover the stone bowl, could only surrender to the Buddha, no longer devouring human flesh, and became the protector of Buddhism.

This lifelike mural is also something that visitors will never miss when visiting the Great Xiangguo Temple. But the fresco has long since become less vivid in color, and even the chalk on the skin of the figures has turned much grayer.

Recently, Daxiangguo Temple finally spent a lot of money to invite several painting academies to wait for the edict, intending to renovate the mural on the main hall. In particular, the golden body of the Buddha, which occupies more than half of the picture, is the top priority of this restoration.

Restoring a masterpiece like this is also an easy task for the artist, and if he doesn't get it right, he will smash the signboard.

This time, the famous artists of the Hanlin Painting Institute invited by the Great Xiangguo Temple also cherished this picture of the ghost son and mother of Wu Zongdao. It took more than ten days to eat and live in the main hall, just to figure out the charm of the predecessors.

When he finally got into his chest, he slightly applied a layer of chalk to the statue of Shakyamuni, which originally looked a little broken, and then carefully resketched the details of the Buddha's facial features, gestures, and folds of clothes.

This work is not easy, it took several days to draw half of the Buddha's body, and there is still half of the Buddha's head to be painted.

On this day, the painter and his apprentices were invited by the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple to go down to eat, and only one of the little apprentices was cleaning up the sundries in the hall.

This young man is not talented in painting, but he is better than diligence. He packed up his scaffolding and all kinds of ink and paint, and was about to leave, but before he met, there was a beautiful little nun.

This little nun looks very raw, looking around, and it doesn't look like she often comes to Daxiangguo Temple to sell needlework. Unlike other nuns, she walked directly into the main hall that was being closed for repairs, staring curiously at the unfinished statue of the Buddha.

I don't know how long she looked at it, before she sighed lightly, withdrew her gaze, and then smiled at the young man with a bucket full of paint: "This little brother, you are also here to paint the mural?"

I don't know why, as soon as this sentence sounded, the young man carrying the paint bucket trembled suddenly, and then somehow, he replied in a low voice: "I don't know how to paint such a big Buddha statue, so I can only do some stupid work for my teacher." ”

After hearing this, the little nun smiled lightly and asked, "Little brother, you can't draw a big Buddha, so what can you draw?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the young man unconsciously put down the paint bucket in his hand and responded: "I can't draw the Buddha, but I can draw birds, horses, dogs, cats, ......."

"Then you can't draw foxes?"

Hearing this, the young man wanted to resist slightly, but immediately fell into a half-dreamy state again, and said in a low voice: "I can draw." ”

The little nun smiled even more happily, picked up a badly drawn bald pen from the ground, and handed it to the young man: "Little brother, you can draw a white fox for the slave family, is it okay? I don't want you to draw how big it is, just draw a little white fox under this chalk wall." ”

The young man replied ignorantly: "I ...... Draw ......", and then he picked up the tip of the pen, leaving a vivid white fox on the painting wall.

As he put down his pen, the white fox flicked its tail on the painting wall, and with a snort, it went into the depths of the painting wall, and in a blink of an eye, it was no longer visible.