Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 1481 Return to the underground palace of Tianfa Temple.

When Chen Zhi called Fat Wei again and said that he was going to Xi'an, Fat Wei felt that he was dreaming.

"orange.

Are you not sick?

What time is it now, Mom, you have such a big heart!

In another three years, the whole world may crumble, and our own lives will be gone, so why do you care where the broken corpses in Tianfa Temple come from?

Tell you, where did that broken corpse come from, anyway, it's not my grandpa, I don't care.

Quickly put your mind on the right place!Think about what will happen three years from now..."

"Get ready to go!",
Chen Zhi said very clearly on the phone,

"Let's put aside what you're doing first, and this time you're going to Xi'an to do some of your old business.

Also, there is no need to talk about things after three years...

Even if the world is going to be destroyed tomorrow, we have to pay back the debt we owe to others! ".

Chen Zhi then hung up the phone.

Fat Wei is such a person, he will mutter for a long time afterwards, but in the end he will never be able to hold back Chen Zhi.

A few days later, he rushed back from the field.

Then the three of them prepared briefly, and then set off to Xi'an again.

I don't know why, but since the result of the last divination, the emotions of the three of them have been relaxed.

Chen Zhi did not hide the content of the divination, and told Fat Wei and Ghost Sword exactly what Xuan Lin said.

During the previous period, everyone has been very depressed, maybe the three-year period was too tight, and there has been an invisible pressure on their hearts.

But this time the divination unexpectedly let go of the shackles in their hearts.

If everything had a destiny, it would be simple.

Regardless of whether things are successful or not, just follow the roulette wheel of fate, and then do your best to obey the destiny.

When they appeared at the gate of Tianfa Temple again, they felt that the gate of Tianfa Temple no longer had the same sense of tension as before.

Because they had contacted before coming, the young monk guarding the gate knew they would come, so he took them in very politely.

But Danxuan is not in the temple right now, he has to go out for urgent business, and will come back after a while.

The little monk asked them to rest in the teahouse first, and conveyed Danxuan's meaning.

Danxuan told Chen Zhi and others that there is no need to be restricted in Tianfa Temple, please go to any place freely, including places where only the abbot can go.

Chen Zhi immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, Danxuan was referring to the dark room.

Today's Chen Zhi doesn't talk so much about human red tape anymore, and he doesn't want to sit here and waste time waiting for others.

After the little monk brought them to the tea room, he then made an invisible enchantment, covered Fat Wei and Ghost Saber inside, and went directly to the underground palace of Tianfa Temple.

This is their second time here...

The underground palace of Tianfa Temple is a typical underground ancient pagoda structure, like an iron rod pierced into the ground.

The age is quite long, and both sides are built with black mountain stones. From a rough estimate of the structure, it is at least as high as a seven-story building.

There are wooden stairs in the underground palace. The ancient woods form a spiral shape, arranged downwards, one layer after another, twisting and turning, leading to the deep layer of the underground palace~~~
Ghost Saber and Fat Wei followed Chen Zhi and went down this revolving wooden ladder.

These logs were already dilapidated, and some of them had a single hole. This process was very dangerous, but for the three of them, it was no longer a problem.

The old wooden stairs creaked~~ creaked~~, they walked all the way down, and on the walls on both sides along the way, all kinds of animal skins and felts were exposed.

Chen Zhi noticed this last time, and it was not something that should be seen in Buddhist holy places, but more like the habits of people in the Western Regions in ancient times.

When he came here again, the strong smell hit his nostrils again. Looking at everything around him, Chen Zhi had this feeling again. This place is not like a Buddhist temple underground palace, but more like a refuge.

They eventually made their way to the darkroom, where there were mountains of scripture scrolls, some even precious Bayeux scripts.

In ancient times, Indians did not know how to make paper, so they wrote scriptures on long leaves and threaded them into booklets. The processing of this kind of bay leaves is very troublesome and invaluable. Now there are very few surviving ones. The real scriptures that Xuanzang brought back from India at that time were actually written on these leaves.

These ancient scriptures are lined up in rows, exuding a unique brilliance, faintly, making people feel that the most sacred thing in the world is nothing more than that!
Chen Zhi memorized the route that Danxuan took them the last time.

They walked forward a few more steps, and found a small wooden secret door on the dark wall behind, with the heavy iron chain and lock still hanging on it.

Chen Zhi walked over, held the lock, muttered a few words silently, and with a click, the barrier of the lock was opened and the chain fell down.

Then he pushed open the old wooden door, and the three walked in together.

"哗啦啦~~~",
The wooden door is really old, and when it is pushed open, dust splashes everywhere.

And behind the wooden door, the familiar scene reappeared~~
There is a very narrow space, with a weak candle, a small dark room less than 20 square meters.

And in the middle of the dark room, there is a round straw mat. The original shape of the straw mat has long been lost, and it has become dilapidated and condensed.

There was a low table on top of the straw mat, and on it stood a copper lamp that had long run out of lamp oil.

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and a blackened mummy lay there.

This mummy is very old, and it has shrunk out of shape. The muscles and skin on its body have turned a thick brown-black color, and it is completely glued to the wooden table. From a distance, it looks like a huge piece of wood. like black plastic.

The mummy's head was tilted on the table, and the facial features could no longer be seen.

The red gold silk cassock draped obliquely on the body of the corpse, the scarlet color of the cassock is still bright, and the edge inlays are made of red gold silk, this kind of thing was by no means available to ordinary monks at that time.

There is also a crown of five Buddhas on the head of the corpse.

The Buddha crown is the crown of a monk. When Buddhist Tantric masters, hosts, and abbots practice the Dharma, they will wear a crown that symbolizes the Tathagata of five wisdoms. eligible to wear.

At this time, the crown worn by the corpse was very delicate and luxurious, which proved that the monk must have had a high status during his lifetime.

And monks with this identity should be recorded inside the temple, and then find a suitable place to pass away. They should not be abandoned here...

"Go and see!",
Holding the candlestick, Chen Zhi shook Fat Wei beside him,

"Let's look at your skills next, that's your old profession, conduct an autopsy on that corpse to find out where he came from..."

(End of this chapter)