Chereads / Tao Weird Immortal / Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: Incense Burning

Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: Incense Burning

 As soon as Xinhui finished speaking, he seemed to realize his mistake and quickly put his hands together, closed his eyes and bowed to the west.

"Amitabha, sin, sin, I have violated the precept of anger. I must copy the sutra a hundred times as a punishment."

After saying these words, Xinhui raised his head again and looked at Li Huowang calmly. After carefully observing him for a while, he nodded gently. "I know why, Donor Xuanyang, please follow me."

Looking at the group of monks who were staring at him, Li Huowang had no choice but to follow them. He inserted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard behind him, turned around and followed them.

Xinhui did not go anywhere else, but brought everyone back to the site where the Buddha statue was carved before. "Donor Xuanyang, are those dirty things you just saw here?"

Li Huowang, who was surrounded by monks, was stunned when he saw everything in front of him. The unfinished stone statues that had turned into meat mountains before reappeared in front of him as if they were joking with him. "How come-"

"Donor, please continue to follow me."

Accompanied by Xinhui, Li Huowang slowly walked forward, passed the site of the Buddha statue and came to the place where he saw the livestock before.

Here, there was no livestock either, only the unfinished stone unicorns and stone lions. Their large and small stone beasts were neatly arranged and silently stared at the front.

Just then, Xinhui suddenly pulled out the long sword behind Li Huowang and chopped it hard, and a palm-sized lion head was cut off.

Xinhui grabbed the stone lion head and put it in Li Huowang's hand.

Li Huowang gently stroked the stone lion's head with his fingers. The texture of the stone and the heavy weight were clearly real!

"How could this be--" Confused Li Huowang still didn't give up. He walked over and touched the sculptures one by one with his hands, and found that they were indeed real.

Finally, he stood at the door of the hall and looked inside. He saw a majestic stone Buddha sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat, holding a bowl in his left hand and pointing his right hand vertically to the ground. It appeared in front of Li Huowang.

"This is impossible! I just saw it clearly, how could it be fake?"

Hearing Li Huowang's words, Abbot Xinhui sighed softly, "Amitabha, donor, you are seriously ill."

Confused Li Huowang turned his head to look at Xinhui, and said in astonishment: "Am I sick? Those were all hallucinations I saw just now?"

Xinhui nodded gently, "Donor, what disease do you have? I think you know better than us outsiders, right?"

"Is it possible that I can only support so much black Tai Sui for so long? Am I hallucinating again?" Li Huowang held his head with both hands and muttered to himself with a painful expression.

Hearing Li Huowang say this, a group of monks with repulsive faces gathered around and whispered.

"After all this time, it turns out that he is a lunatic."

"If there is nothing else, ask him to leave immediately. If he gets mad one day and cuts someone, it will be bad."

"Hush!" Xinhui's words made all the monks quiet down.

He walked into the hall and lit four incense sticks, then turned around and handed them to Li Huowang, "It's okay to trouble Buddhist disciples like me, but it's not good to disturb the Buddha. Please burn some incense for the Buddha."

"Burn some incense?" Li Huowang, whose muscles were instantly tense, kept switching his eyes between the Buddha, Xinhui, and the four incense sticks.

"Donor, what are you waiting for? You are the one who made the mistake first." Xinhui stretched out the four incense sticks in her hand.

In Li Huowang's mind, he once again recalled the squirming monster, the monster covered with monks.

If that thing was real, wouldn't it be like sending it to its mouth for it to eat if he went over to burn incense?

"Donor, what are you hesitating about?"

Li Huowang looked at Xinhui who said this, and a trace of displeasure began to appear on his face.

He touched the genuine stone lion in his hand, and looked up at the dazzling sun above his head.

Li Huowang threw the lion head away, took the incense with both hands, stepped over the door frame, and slowly walked towards the stone statue.

He walked very slowly, his body and mind were highly tense, and cold sweat began to hang on his forehead.

But no matter how slowly he walked, Li Huowang finally walked under the big Buddha. The Buddha was still the Buddha, and did not turn into a disgusting monster.

Li Huowang held the incense in both hands, stood in front of the incense burner, and looked up again. From this angle, he could see the giant Buddha, who was looking at him with his eyes that were neither happy nor sad, which made people feel awe in their hearts.

As Li Huowang raised the incense above his head, the four incense sticks shook lightly, and the white smoke swirled in the air and floated towards the top of the temple.

After Li Huowang held the incense and bowed three times, he solemnly inserted the incense into the incense burner, turned around and went back to the outside of the temple.

Seeing that the conflict was resolved, the group of monks gradually dispersed, returned to their seats, picked up tools and continued to carve, and the sound of "clang clang" continued.

Xinhui and Li Huowang walked slowly outside along the stone brick road in the middle of the stone statue.

"Donor Xuanyang, since your illness is so serious, don't run around next time, just wait for the Pudu Dazhai meeting."

"Although your illness is troublesome, compared with your illness, Danyangzi is undoubtedly more dangerous. Eat one mouthful at a time and do things one by one." Xinhui said to Li Huowang beside him while turning the Buddhist beads in her hand.

Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the bright sun above his head again, raised his hands high and stretched hard. "Abbot, is there any way to solve my hysteria in Zhengde Temple?"

"Well... I can let my disciples try. It's still unclear whether it will succeed. After all, there is no inheritance of Huangqi's skills in this temple."

"It's okay, I'm just asking casually. Anyway, I've been crazy for so long, I'm used to it." Li Huowang looked indifferent, "By the way, Abbot, how did you do it just now? How did the thing in my arms suddenly fall into your hands?"

"Hehe, it's just a little trick, not worth mentioning."

"Abbot, don't be modest at this time. If you are not worth mentioning, then what are people like me? Even a bug is worth a lot. Why not. "

"Donor Xuanyang, that's not how it works. You see, although Danyangzi is not as strong as me, he is also considered middle-class outside, but in the end, wasn't he eliminated by you?"

"Danyangzi is middle-class? How powerful is the upper class? Abbot, are there any differences between masters like you?"

"Yes, there are some things like the sky and the earth, but they are all made up by bored people. Monks don't seek fame and don't care about these things."

The two walked for a long time on this short road and talked a lot. Li Huowang also got a lot of useful information about this world from Xinhui.

After leaving the carving area, Li Huowang stopped and saluted Xinhui, "Thank you, Abbot, for clearing up my doubts."

"No, no, it's just a little help. Donor Xuanyang is in poor health, so go back and rest first."

After exchanging polite words, Li Huowang looked around and did not find the old monk, so he turned and walked towards his residence.

He walked very slowly, and seemed to be worried about something.

After walking for half an hour, Li Huowang finally arrived at his residence. The moment he closed the door, Li Huowang's expression suddenly became ferocious. He clenched his fists and hammered the wall hard.

Although he didn't know how those monks had confused his senses, as a patient who had been alternating between hallucinations and reality for a long time, Li Huowang was very sensitive to these things.

The Buddha just now gave him a feeling that was obviously wrong. That feeling was the same as the hallucination hospital, with an indescribable taste.

"Those stone carvings are fake! The Buddha is also fake! They are all illusions! What I saw before was not an illusion at all!