half demon glass

Chapter 288 Hexi Buddhist Temple
"You are careful." Feng Jiu replied to him without listening to praise or criticism.

Li Yanzhi's face froze, and he sneered neither humble nor overbearing: "It's worse than you."

Anyone can hear these two conversations, mixed with a strong smell of gunpowder.

I quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Oh, it's getting late, since we found the entrance, let's go in quickly and have a look."

Feng Jiuqing looked away, without even looking at Li Yanzhi, she walked into the big hole behind the pillar first.

Li Yanzhi immediately followed, and I was about to follow in when Shen Liyuan who was standing next to me suddenly gave me a hand, and asked me rather gossip, "Liuli, do you feel that this Young Master Li changed?"

"Changed? How has it changed?" I thoughtlessly threw Shen Liyuan away and wanted to leave, but he tugged me again and said in a low voice.

"It's really changed. Although he didn't like Feng Jiuqing before, he was always polite in front of others, and he would swallow his anger. How dare he be like this now?"

Shen Liyuan didn't say anything, I really didn't notice this, but what I thought was that maybe Feng Jiuqing had been in touch with us for a long time and became more approachable, so Li Yanzhi was less afraid of him.

Seeing that I wasn't thinking about it at all, even if Shen Liyuan wanted to say something, he had no choice but to sigh, followed me, and walked in together.

The big hole behind the pillar is made of weeds mixed with loess. It looks a little crude and even has signs of weathering, but it is covered with exquisite murals.

It was a statue of Buddha, with eyes open and eyes closed. Even a person like me with no artistic talent, standing by the cave and looking at these murals, couldn't help but stop.

"These murals should have been produced at the same time as the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. They have changed color over the past 1000 years, but they can still be seen vaguely. The exquisite painters back then show how much effort was put into them."

Yun Qingtian who was standing behind me suddenly spoke, and I couldn't help turning my head curiously, "Master, can you even see this?"

"When Buddhism entered the Central Plains, the Hexi Corridor was the only way to go. It was also the most prosperous period of Buddhism. Many people spent their lives painting Buddha statues with their own belongings. There are many statues left behind by rich statues and poor portraits. Precious mural."

"In the early years, I followed Master to eliminate demons. I once went to the Hexi Corridor. Although it was not here, I was also shocked by the murals in an ancient tomb buried underground." Yun Qingtian replied to me quite fascinated.

Now this world has already entered the Dharma-ending era. Although the existing temples in the world are still full of incense, people's hearts have long lost their awe of Buddha and demons, and they have lost their previous beliefs. Those who still maintain their original beliefs only Some outlying areas remain.

Walking into the big cave, you will see a row of extremely narrow stone steps. These stone steps are built with bluestone slabs. Each bluestone slab is engraved with exquisite lotus patterns, but some of them have been broken and missing.

And above the stone steps, there are no traces of repairs, and there are no replaced stone steps. It can be seen that this temple built in a piece of yellow sand has not been repaired since it was built.

This is very strange. For one thing, the temple was built so big. If it was once at its peak, even if it was only at its peak, these blue bricks are worn out, and it is impossible for no one to replace them.

Secondly, this big hole is the only entrance that can enter the temple, but I stood nearby and almost looked at it inside and out.

It was found that in such a large place, apart from the traces of weathering, there were no traces of living people living there!
Even if the incense in this temple is not strong, and not many believers come to offer incense, then there must be monks living in the temple, right?
(End of this chapter)