Huang Ting

"Huh~huh~"

Xia He, who was humming Wu Nong's tune and dressed like a college student, walked in the Western Region Institute with ease and looked for Chen Jiuren's office with a clear purpose.

Originally, according to the temperament of the Quanxing Yaren, it would not take so much effort to find someone, and a college student would have to be used to get through.

Just like the arrest of Zhang Chulan, they took advantage of the night to forcibly arrest people, or asked Yu Huadu for help, put on a layer of painting skin, changed their names, and sneaked into the campus.

But the method may work in Nanbu University, but it won't work in Lu University's Western Region Institute.

The Western Region Institute is a rare university where a stranger serves as the director. The director of the Western Region Institute, Shen Jingzhi, is a Buddhist master with true cultivation, and his cultivation is not inferior to that of the heads of other schools. He is an old man.

Shen Jingzhi was not born into a different family or sect, and the story of his journey to spiritual practice is also quite legendary.

He was originally a scholar who studied Sino-Tibetan language and culture. When he was middle-aged, as a team member, he went to the snowy plains with the officially organized Sino-Tibetan culture research team. While staying at a temple for the night, he met a master from the Nyingma sect.

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The two hit it off and started exchanging ideas about Chinese and Tibetan Buddhism.

Shen Jingzhi is well-read and the master of the Nyingma sect is proficient in esoteric Buddhism. The more the two communicate with each other, the more enthusiastic they become, and they both feel that they have gained a lot.

Three days later, when the research team was about to leave the temple, Shen Jingzhi applied to leave the team and stayed in the temple to write a thesis on Sino-Tibetan Buddhism.

The team leader felt that this test question was of great research value and would be beneficial to national unity, so he approved Shen Jingzhi's request.

After that, Shen Jingzhi took the letter of introduction and wandered around the major temples in Tibet for more than half a year, communicating with masters of various sects, borrowing classics, and gaining an in-depth understanding of Tibetan Buddhism.

Most of the Tibetan classics were written by masters with superb cultivation, or were written by Rinpoche. Like Taoist classics, there are implicit methods of cultivation in the lines.

When Shen Jingzhi successfully wrote the paper "On the Differences between Chinese and Tibetan Buddhism", even though he had not been ordained and entered Buddhism, he naturally understood the Buddhist method and became an acquired difference.

Let’s get rid of the slightest bit of delusion in our hearts, and there will be no blessings from all directions.

Shen Jingzhi realized the true meaning from the 100-volume "Treatise on the Ground of Yogacara" and the commentaries of Tibetan masters. After being instructed by the master of the Nyingma sect, she found the "Treatise on the Perfect Consciousness" written by Master Xuanzang and read it.

He has reached the level of being able to change the six senses. It is said that there is only one step left before he has successfully entered the realm of knowing only the nature of consciousness. The six senses are so sharp that if he were to sit in the Guoxue Museum, nothing within a radius of one mile would be hidden from him.

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Observing the big and small things in the museum is like looking at the palm prints.

That is to say, this time Shen Jingzhi left Luda and led a team to the snowfield for research, otherwise Xia He would not have dared to take on this task.

It's just that although Shen Jingzhi left, there was still Biyungerile who practiced Vajra Dharma in the Guoxue Museum, so sneaking in was not feasible, so Shen Chong helped her find Qiu Hua and used him as his

The raft successfully allowed Xia He to sneak in quietly.

"In the past, it was Xue Li or Bayi who came to see me. I didn't expect that this time it would be Xiuwu and you. In fact, you young people are so busy with work that you don't need to spare time to spend time with me, an old man."

The empty Chinese Studies Hall made the sound travel very far. In addition, Chen Jiuren was nearly eighty years old but still very energetic. Therefore, from a distance, Xia He heard the old man's hearty laughter.

Xia He had already done enough work before coming, and also listened to Chen Jiuren's open classes that were circulated on the Internet. Even though Xia He's ear was not as good as Shen Jingzhi's, she could still easily identify the speaker, who was her target this time.

Chen Jiuren.

However, it sounds strange that there are other people in Chen Jiuren's office. Doesn't he have no family and few visitors?

"There, I happened to have attended the Luotian Dajiao, so I came to see you. Brother Kaixuan and my eldest brother Hu Bayi have always thought of you. The tomb robber's notes written by Da Jinya a while ago are still inscribed.

Lidu also thanked Professor Chen."

"Haha, that Xiao Jin, don't tell me that although his writing is not realistic, it is really popular among young people. This year, many students actually applied for the Department of Archeology because of reading his book.

But, I don’t know how long students who sign up because of temporary passion can persist.”

"I wonder if we can find good prospects like Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, and Sa Di Peng again."

"professor···"

"Sometimes, I always wonder why God didn't take away my old bones and what use these old bones have. They are the future of the culture and archeology of the Western Regions."

When mentioning this incident, Chen Jiuren's tone can still be heard with heartbreaking regret.

Xia He stood at the door, motionless for a long time, listening to the young man inside comforting Chen Jiuren.

It wasn't that she was suddenly overflowing with sympathy and couldn't bear to attack Chen Jiuren again, but that she didn't dare to move.

As early as the young man opened his mouth, Xia He had already guessed who was chatting with Chen Jiuren inside.

Luo Tian's Dajiao made a great show, beating Hu Xiuwu who had Gao Ning and Yuan Tao running away with their heads in their arms!

The moment she found out, she immediately wanted to turn around and leave. She couldn't touch this tough guy.

But as soon as she moved, a strand of hair broke into two pieces and floated to the ground. Xia He immediately stopped and did not dare to move anymore. His scalp was numb and his whole body felt like needles.

There was a sword as thin as an ox's hair floating around her, exuding its own edge from time to time, threatening Xia He and making Xia He dare not make any move.

Like a student who was punished to stand, Xia He stood obediently at the door of Chen Jiuren's office for an hour. When Chen Jiuren and Hu Xiuwu finished chatting, when Chen Jiuren sent Hu Xiuwu to the door, the silver string sword

The threads dispersed quietly.

"Professor Chen, you are an elder and don't need to send me away. You should be enjoying happiness at your age."

"I can't stay idle."

As if he couldn't see, Chen Jiuren turned a blind eye to Xia He standing at the door, his face remained as usual, and he smiled gently: "I am alone at home, so why not use my spare energy in school? I can teach one more student."

Make more contributions to the country’s archeology industry.”

Hu Xiuwu sighed. Over the years, Chen Jiuren had been studying knowledge and teaching students without sleep or food, all with a mentality of atonement.

I want to do my best to fulfill their common wish, explore the culture of the Western Regions, and promote the archaeological profession, which is a consolation to their souls in heaven.

"So, don't disturb his old man."

Hu Xiuwu, who originally had a warm smile, immediately became as cold as frost after Chen Jiuren returned to the office, and said to Xia He expressionlessly.

For the time being, he ignored the means Hu Xiuwu used to hide her figure. Xia He brushed the hair beside his ears, sucked his fingers and said:

"I don't want to either, but the old man has a big secret, which is really tempting."

"Isn't that why you came here?"

"Exquisite ancient city."

Due to Hu Xiuwu's intervention, Gong Qing and Lu Liang did not get all the memories of 'Tian Jinzhong', but only a fragment.

This clip is also incomplete. When searching for memories, it is like using an old-fashioned TV to watch a program with missing frames and poor signal. Momo Huhu can only vaguely see that the elderly Zhang Huaiyi once came to see Tian Jinzhong.

Most of the conversation between the two was incomprehensible, except for four words that could be vaguely understood.

"Exquisite ancient city."

Xia He pointed his finger to his lips and rubbed his legs: "Actually, we are not sure whether Chen Jiuren is the key to the problem, but since Brother Xiuwu, you rushed back in such a hurry, it means that this matter should be true.

Already."

Hu Xiuwu looked serious and dignified. He seemed to be in a bad mood, but in fact he was secretly happy.

Taken the bait.