Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

The shape and height of each stone pagoda represent the status and reputation of the monk during his lifetime. So each stone pagoda looks similar, but the inscriptions and even the materials on it are more or less different.

Especially such a temple, which was completely equivalent to the state religion in the Tang Dynasty.

No one dared to offend the superiors, unless they were desperate.

However, it was such a temple that produced many eminent monks. They either became wandering monks or took a different approach and set up some Buddhist schools across the country to spread Buddhist culture. Some of the Buddhist concepts of goodness also guide the world to actively move towards the realm of life.

So this kind of doctrine was also very popular at that time.

"Hey, what are you carrying?"

At this time, I saw several stonemasons, five or six people carrying a very heavy thing. It didn't look like anything on the surface, but I seemed to see something wrong from their expressions.

"You are..."

Those craftsmen were obviously a little scared.

I clearly saw a hint of avoidance in their eyes.

"What's in it?"

"This is the stone tablet that the abbot who oversees the backyard is going to repair, so it's quite heavy." One of them said with courage, "Because it's urgently needed now, we have to hurry up."

"Really?"

I said lightly.

What they were carrying looked like a stone, but it was very heavy.

Everyone was panting.

"Open it and take a look."

I said.

"This... is not good. If the abbot who oversees knows about it, I'm afraid we can't get away from it. The things inside are not well preserved, so we are also worried about any bumps on the road..." The man continued to answer.

The rest of the people were like dumb and didn't speak.

"I think..."

I said seriously at this time, "I am now in charge of the entire repair work, so if there is a mistake, can you be responsible?"

"This..."

When the few people heard my argument, they were a little panicked.

They looked at each other, at a loss, and I saw that they were sweating coldly. It seems that there must be something strange and shameful in this stone.

I was a little nervous.

But I had to keep calm at this time.

I shouted, "Open it!"

"Abbot!"

At this time, someone shouted, and I saw a monk not far away, holding a scripture in his hand, walking towards us.

"The abbot is coming, we have to send it over first, if you have any questions, please talk to the abbot."

At this time, those people seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and hurriedly carried the stone over, seemingly forgetting the weight of this thing.

Fortunately!

In fact, I also took a deep breath. If I forced the inspection, the abbot would appear again, and I would definitely be exposed. Now I had to wait and see.

Then I stood there, ready to run away at any time.

There were many spacious places around, and I could find a hiding place. If I was really discovered, I would run away and no one would catch up.

I made up my mind, and my heart was pounding.

But...

Unexpectedly, the abbot seemed to just stand there from a distance, squinting his eyes and staring at me.

The abbot had a long beard, like a whisk, swaying in the wind, and the huge Buddhist beads on his body looked like the skull on Sha Seng's neck in Journey to the West.

Especially the hooked nose, which looked scary.

I also looked at him, but did not move.

"Don't come over."

I said silently in my heart.

Suddenly, the man shook his hand, his eyes seemed to burst out with hatred, and then turned and left.

"Hey!"

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and my whole body relaxed.

Fortunately, I was not discovered, otherwise I might be a little depressed, but I still feel very surprised that this...

Why does the guardian of the temple attach so much importance to the stone?

Of course, the guardian abbot is equivalent to the housekeeper of a small courtyard, not the abbot of the entire place.

The abbot of the entire Da Ci'en Temple is naturally a high monk who often practices scriptures by himself and does not go out, unless he appears at some important international Buddhist conference. He is not seen in person on weekdays.

"It seems that there is really something strange here." I pondered.

Now I decided to start from that stone and maybe find something. According to those stonemasons, that stone should be a special stone for the West Garden, but why is it so tense?

I carefully followed the map and walked towards the so-called West Garden.

Along the way, the path is secluded, and the deeper it goes, the more gloomy it feels. There is only this path leading to it, but when I reach the end, it is a smaller path.

But there seems to be a sign standing there.