Chapter: 253
I raised my head and glanced at the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and said to Shenzang, "Where is the golden pen point book?"
"It seems to be on the second floor, I don't know the exact location." The little monk replied, and after a while, he said, "I'll guard you here downstairs."
"Okay." I nodded and entered the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
The dark lacquered Buddhist scriptures pavilion has a mixed taste of ink wash and Zen incense, which makes people's heart gradually calm down involuntarily.
I took out my flashlight and found the direction to the second floor.
When I went up to the second floor, I was greeted with books full of layers. I knew that time was precious. Although Shenzang would not be discovered by the people in Lingyin Temple, I still thought that the faster the better.
In a moment, I quickly began to look for the book called the Golden Pen Dianbook.
There are so many books on this floor, so much that I searched for an hour, but only one-tenth of it was found.
If you search slowly one by one like this, you may not be able to find the golden pen in the night.
Finally, I could only stop and look at the second floor again.
The golden pen is a book that records the history of Lingyin Temple. It should not be a particularly precious book. In addition, this book needs to be revised every year. In addition, it is only March, and it has only been a long time since last year. This book should be in the most conspicuous place.
As soon as I thought about it, I searched for the most conspicuous places in the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
Finally, on a bookshelf not far from me, I found the golden pen book!
Excited, I quickly relied on the light of the flashlight to open this book recording the history of Lingyin Temple.
I just turned to the last few pages, and I don't need to read the previous history, just look for the history that happened in the last few years.
Soon, I found records about Shenzang. The common name of the little monk is Chen Xuan, and he actually has the same surname as me. He is from Qucheng.
However, next, I have not found records about Fang Guang in the history of recent years!
It shouldn't be, this golden pen has even a record of when the little monk Shenzang entered the school. How can there be no light?
Could it be that the records about Fang Guang are still several years in advance?
Thinking about it, I immediately turned forward another fifty years.
The final result still makes me stunned, and there is still no record of Fang Guang!
I don't believe in evil, and I have been looking forward for another fifty years, but I still can't find any information about Fang Guang!
In the front, there is no need to turn it over, it is definitely not there.
At this moment, I frowned and closed the golden pen.
Why is there no record of Fang Guang? Why does this person seem to have disappeared from Lingyin Temple out of thin air?
This book of golden pen records everything, big and small, but nothing.
Isn't Fang Guang from Lingyin Temple? Or did Lingyin Temple deliberately delete the story about Fang Guang?
What the little monk Shenzang said made me sure that Fang Guang was from Lingyin Temple, so there was only one possibility.
Now, I am more and more curious, what is Fang Guang doing so angering and resentful, so that his name is taboo in Lingyin Temple, and even the golden pen of Lingyin Temple history books deleted his deeds.
Just when I had no choice but to put the golden pen in my hand back, I suddenly discovered something strange about this golden pen.
Closing it, looking from the side of the book, you can see that several pages of this golden pen point book seem to be torn off!
I was overjoyed by this discovery. I didn't even need to guess. The torn pages must have been records about Fang Guang.
I hurriedly searched for it in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.
This time, I understand that if the pages of records about Fang Guang are still in the Sutra Collection Pavilion, they must be in a very hidden place, and it must be a place that is usually hard to find.
Soon, a closet locked with iron locks caught my attention not far away.
I glanced at the cabinet, and then without saying a word, I directly used the power of a saint to break the iron lock.
After opening the cabinet, there was a lot of information inside.
I glanced at the sheets of white paper underneath.
The material of this piece of white paper is exactly the same as that of the golden pen just now.
After I took out these pages and saw the words above, my eyes lit up, it was really a record about Fang Guang!
Hard work pays off, I finally found it for me.
But just when I was about to take a good look at what Fang Guang had done, there were sounds coming from the attic of the Tibetan scriptures.
"Not good." I muttered.
It must have been discovered by the little monk and I when we entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion at night!
The little monk is down there alone!
Thinking about it, I quickly stuffed these pages of paper about Fang Guang into my pocket, I was going to take it away, and I'll look at it in a while, and now I'll go and see what's going on downstairs!
As soon as I went downstairs, the voice came clearly.
"Shen Zang, please explain to Uncle Shi well. In the middle of the night, if you don't sleep, what do you want to do in this Sutra Collection Pavilion!"
"Uncle, I can't sleep, I want to read a book..."
"When did you learn to lie in front of Uncle Shi? If you read the book, why did you look like a thief when you saw us outside the Sutra Collection Pavilion? Shenzang, do you know that monks lied? What are the consequences? If you don’t hold the precepts well, you will not be able to verify your original intention and you will not be able to become a Buddha! Besides, if you lied to your teacher, I have the right to punish you!”
"Uncle Wangji, I..."
"Go in and see, there are no other people in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"
"Master! Don't go in!"
"Go in and find me!"
My brows were furrowed, and I really found out. The matter has come to this point, and I can't run away. I can only walk out generously.
Head on, I bumped into the few people who bullied the little monk during the day.
"Okay, you turned out to be the one who trespassed on my Lingyin Temple Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"
They also recognized me quickly.
At this moment, the lights of the Sutra Pavilion were all turned on, and a dozen monks appeared in front of me.
The monk at the head looked about forty years old and wore a cassock. Based on what I heard just now, I could tell that he should be the little monk's uncle, and now Wangji is in charge of Lingyin Temple.
"Who are you, what do you want to do when you trespassed into my Lingyin Temple Tibetan scripture pavilion in the middle of the night?" Wang Ji's head stared at me tightly.
"I'm a tourist who came to Lingyin Temple to play. I came here just to read books." I replied.
At this time, one of the people who was injured by me during the day said, "Master! It's him, and the four of our senior brothers were beaten by him! Junior Brother Shenzang joined hands with the people from the outer sect to attack the senior sect, and brought the outer sect with him. People, trespassing in the Sutra Collection Pavilion, Master, you have to decide for us!"
Wangji's face was extremely pale, he suddenly looked at the little monk Shenzang next to him, and said angrily: "Well, you Shenzang, this sect treats you well, why did you commit these betrayals while the abbot was in retreat? What about the teacher's door?"
"Uncle Shi is not like this, it's him, they..." The little monk couldn't tell.
"Several of your senior brothers have wounds on their faces. The thieves from the outside sect trespassed in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, and they happened to be caught by me. This is already an iron-clad fact, Shenzang, are you still in front of the teacher? It's impossible to lie!" Wangji said.
"I..." The little monk was very frightened.
At this moment, I came to the side of the little monk and said, "Don't be afraid of the little monk, I'm here, the big deal is that this Lingyin Temple can't wait!"
Anyway, if you stay here, you will be bullied, so you might as well just leave. I taught the little monk two tricks to look at Feng Shui. I believe he is not bad.
"Don't wait? Where is Lingyin Temple where you said you won't stay? Shenzang, from today onwards, you will go to the Black Buddha Cave and be confined for ten years!" Wangji shouted loudly.
When the little monk heard the words "Black Buddha Cave", his face turned pale with fright, and his soul was almost gone.
He panicked: "Master, don't! Don't punish me to go to the Black Buddha Cave! It's hell! If you go there, no one will come out alive. Master, don't!"
"Since you know that there is hell, you still dare to ignore the precepts in the door. Obviously, you are not afraid. Honghui, Hongji, I order you two to press the divine treasure into the black Buddha cave!" Wangji showed no mercy, Cold light in his eyes.
Everything started because of me, and I naturally wouldn't see the little monk being punished.
At this moment, I grabbed the little monk's arm, pulled him behind me, and said:
"With me here, I see who dares to move the gods!" JrNovels.com
"It seems to be on the second floor, I don't know the exact location." The little monk replied, and after a while, he said, "I'll guard you here downstairs."
"Okay." I nodded and entered the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
The dark lacquered Buddhist scriptures pavilion has a mixed taste of ink wash and Zen incense, which makes people's heart gradually calm down involuntarily.
I took out my flashlight and found the direction to the second floor.
When I went up to the second floor, I was greeted with books full of layers. I knew that time was precious. Although Shenzang would not be discovered by the people in Lingyin Temple, I still thought that the faster the better.
In a moment, I quickly began to look for the book called the Golden Pen Dianbook.
There are so many books on this floor, so much that I searched for an hour, but only one-tenth of it was found.
If you search slowly one by one like this, you may not be able to find the golden pen in the night.
Finally, I could only stop and look at the second floor again.
The golden pen is a book that records the history of Lingyin Temple. It should not be a particularly precious book. In addition, this book needs to be revised every year. In addition, it is only March, and it has only been a long time since last year. This book should be in the most conspicuous place.
As soon as I thought about it, I searched for the most conspicuous places in the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
Finally, on a bookshelf not far from me, I found the golden pen book!
Excited, I quickly relied on the light of the flashlight to open this book recording the history of Lingyin Temple.
I just turned to the last few pages, and I don't need to read the previous history, just look for the history that happened in the last few years.
Soon, I found records about Shenzang. The common name of the little monk is Chen Xuan, and he actually has the same surname as me. He is from Qucheng.
However, next, I have not found records about Fang Guang in the history of recent years!
It shouldn't be, this golden pen has even a record of when the little monk Shenzang entered the school. How can there be no light?
Could it be that the records about Fang Guang are still several years in advance?
Thinking about it, I immediately turned forward another fifty years.
The final result still makes me stunned, and there is still no record of Fang Guang!
I don't believe in evil, and I have been looking forward for another fifty years, but I still can't find any information about Fang Guang!
In the front, there is no need to turn it over, it is definitely not there.
At this moment, I frowned and closed the golden pen.
Why is there no record of Fang Guang? Why does this person seem to have disappeared from Lingyin Temple out of thin air?
This book of golden pen records everything, big and small, but nothing.
Isn't Fang Guang from Lingyin Temple? Or did Lingyin Temple deliberately delete the story about Fang Guang?
What the little monk Shenzang said made me sure that Fang Guang was from Lingyin Temple, so there was only one possibility.
Now, I am more and more curious, what is Fang Guang doing so angering and resentful, so that his name is taboo in Lingyin Temple, and even the golden pen of Lingyin Temple history books deleted his deeds.
Just when I had no choice but to put the golden pen in my hand back, I suddenly discovered something strange about this golden pen.
Closing it, looking from the side of the book, you can see that several pages of this golden pen point book seem to be torn off!
I was overjoyed by this discovery. I didn't even need to guess. The torn pages must have been records about Fang Guang.
I hurriedly searched for it in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.
This time, I understand that if the pages of records about Fang Guang are still in the Sutra Collection Pavilion, they must be in a very hidden place, and it must be a place that is usually hard to find.
Soon, a closet locked with iron locks caught my attention not far away.
I glanced at the cabinet, and then without saying a word, I directly used the power of a saint to break the iron lock.
After opening the cabinet, there was a lot of information inside.
I glanced at the sheets of white paper underneath.
The material of this piece of white paper is exactly the same as that of the golden pen just now.
After I took out these pages and saw the words above, my eyes lit up, it was really a record about Fang Guang!
Hard work pays off, I finally found it for me.
But just when I was about to take a good look at what Fang Guang had done, there were sounds coming from the attic of the Tibetan scriptures.
"Not good." I muttered.
It must have been discovered by the little monk and I when we entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion at night!
The little monk is down there alone!
Thinking about it, I quickly stuffed these pages of paper about Fang Guang into my pocket, I was going to take it away, and I'll look at it in a while, and now I'll go and see what's going on downstairs!
As soon as I went downstairs, the voice came clearly.
"Shen Zang, please explain to Uncle Shi well. In the middle of the night, if you don't sleep, what do you want to do in this Sutra Collection Pavilion!"
"Uncle, I can't sleep, I want to read a book..."
"When did you learn to lie in front of Uncle Shi? If you read the book, why did you look like a thief when you saw us outside the Sutra Collection Pavilion? Shenzang, do you know that monks lied? What are the consequences? If you don’t hold the precepts well, you will not be able to verify your original intention and you will not be able to become a Buddha! Besides, if you lied to your teacher, I have the right to punish you!”
"Uncle Wangji, I..."
"Go in and see, there are no other people in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"
"Master! Don't go in!"
"Go in and find me!"
My brows were furrowed, and I really found out. The matter has come to this point, and I can't run away. I can only walk out generously.
Head on, I bumped into the few people who bullied the little monk during the day.
"Okay, you turned out to be the one who trespassed on my Lingyin Temple Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"
They also recognized me quickly.
At this moment, the lights of the Sutra Pavilion were all turned on, and a dozen monks appeared in front of me.
The monk at the head looked about forty years old and wore a cassock. Based on what I heard just now, I could tell that he should be the little monk's uncle, and now Wangji is in charge of Lingyin Temple.
"Who are you, what do you want to do when you trespassed into my Lingyin Temple Tibetan scripture pavilion in the middle of the night?" Wang Ji's head stared at me tightly.
"I'm a tourist who came to Lingyin Temple to play. I came here just to read books." I replied.
At this time, one of the people who was injured by me during the day said, "Master! It's him, and the four of our senior brothers were beaten by him! Junior Brother Shenzang joined hands with the people from the outer sect to attack the senior sect, and brought the outer sect with him. People, trespassing in the Sutra Collection Pavilion, Master, you have to decide for us!"
Wangji's face was extremely pale, he suddenly looked at the little monk Shenzang next to him, and said angrily: "Well, you Shenzang, this sect treats you well, why did you commit these betrayals while the abbot was in retreat? What about the teacher's door?"
"Uncle Shi is not like this, it's him, they..." The little monk couldn't tell.
"Several of your senior brothers have wounds on their faces. The thieves from the outside sect trespassed in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, and they happened to be caught by me. This is already an iron-clad fact, Shenzang, are you still in front of the teacher? It's impossible to lie!" Wangji said.
"I..." The little monk was very frightened.
At this moment, I came to the side of the little monk and said, "Don't be afraid of the little monk, I'm here, the big deal is that this Lingyin Temple can't wait!"
Anyway, if you stay here, you will be bullied, so you might as well just leave. I taught the little monk two tricks to look at Feng Shui. I believe he is not bad.
"Don't wait? Where is Lingyin Temple where you said you won't stay? Shenzang, from today onwards, you will go to the Black Buddha Cave and be confined for ten years!" Wangji shouted loudly.
When the little monk heard the words "Black Buddha Cave", his face turned pale with fright, and his soul was almost gone.
He panicked: "Master, don't! Don't punish me to go to the Black Buddha Cave! It's hell! If you go there, no one will come out alive. Master, don't!"
"Since you know that there is hell, you still dare to ignore the precepts in the door. Obviously, you are not afraid. Honghui, Hongji, I order you two to press the divine treasure into the black Buddha cave!" Wangji showed no mercy, Cold light in his eyes.
Everything started because of me, and I naturally wouldn't see the little monk being punished.
At this moment, I grabbed the little monk's arm, pulled him behind me, and said:
"With me here, I see who dares to move the gods!" JrNovels.com
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