Scripture Library

  Scripture Library

  We arrived at a normal-looking house and turned on our flashlights to look around. There were many bookshelves, filled with books made of paper, bamboo, and cloth, which can be said to have a very rich storage capacity. If you count the table and chairs that fell earlier, it would be like a modern library. Considering the monks' appearance earlier, this should be the scripture repository.

  We split up to find the exit of the next road, I like reading books, came to a bookshelf and picked up a book at random, shook off the thick dust on it, and saw the three words "Diamond Sutra". Suddenly I thought of a movie I watched in school, don't know what it's called, only remember that the old monk in the film wrapped the Diamond Sutra around the old demon and blew it up instantly. From then on, I believed that the Diamond Sutra had the power to subdue demons and evil spirits.

  The flashlight flickered twice and went out, it should be out of power. I took out two No. 1 batteries from my bag and replaced them. From the time I came in to now, I don't know how many times I've changed them. This household flashlight can't last for a long time at all. Fortunately, I bought a lot of spare ones, and the backpack on my back is gradually getting lighter.

  "Come quickly, come and see." The coffin was calling out in the darkness.

  I put the book in my bag and came to his place, following the light source, there was a bed against the wall, like the kang in Northeastern homes, an old monk wearing a kasaya sat on it, facing the wall, we only saw his back.

  "Haha." Pengpeng seemed excited. "This is the first 'treasure' we've seen, I must take a photo to commemorate it."

  Pengpeng handed the flashlight to me, took out his phone, but there was no signal here. However, breathing was very smooth, and it seemed that there were ventilation facilities. After taking a photo, he handed the phone back to me, ran to the monk's side, sat down next to him, and made a V-shape with his hand. Although I thought this was an impolite gesture towards the deceased, nothing happened, so I helped him take another photo. As I approached the coffin, I heard Pengpeng say:

  "Look at him, his cassock is still new, but it's full of dirt." After saying that, he puffed out his cheeks and blew it away.

  "Hold on." I hastily stopped him, but it was too late. He had already spat out all his breath. And at this time, the devout figure followed Peng's 'immortal energy' and disappeared into thin air, leaving only the kasaya behind.

  Peng Peng didn't expect to have such great power, and he didn't know what to do. We came before him, picked up the kasaya, shook it out, and after our simple cleaning, this kasaya emitted an unprecedented brilliance. Although the flashlight was not enough to reflect to a dazzling degree, it still made us take a real surprise. This should be a treasure, we unfolded it entirely, and found that the golden threads on it were not silk threads, but gold pieces, one piece at a time inlaid. Moreover, every certain distance would have a large piece of gemstone (this is a real gemstone, not our jargon "dead body"). Although they are distributed very irregularly, because ancient people did not have such a precise measurement method, as said on the "X Family Lectern", these ancient objects were all handmade, without the precise equal distance of modern machinery.

  Peng Peng was overjoyed and put it on himself, making a single-handed salute, muttering to himself: "Anida Buddha, good, good. Lao Na is waiting here for the few people with fate to bring this treasure out and see the light of day again."

  I stared at him standing on the bed, acting out a scene with a coffin.

  "I like this thing, you two don't need to fight with me over it. At worst, when we divide the spoils later, I'll just take a little less." Pong Pong really seemed to like that cassock. We weren't interested in it, so we didn't fight him for it.

  "That's enough nonsense, let's get back to business. You've taken someone's belongings, at least show some respect and give them a proper burial." said the coffin.

  "No problem, I'll take it out and put it in the royal temple to worship, just say it's their senior brother. Haha. Eh? How is there nothing?" Pengpeng looked at the direction where the old monk was meditating earlier, but found it surprisingly clean. Not a speck of dust was left behind.

  "Never mind, originally there was nothing, where did the dust come from? " Pengpeng suddenly seemed to see through the red dust at this time, and it should be related to the kasaya on his body. As the saying goes: dress like what you are.

  "Could the next exit be here?" Coffin carefully examined it, but this bed board didn't have any seams.

  Pengpeng was also there, stomping his feet everywhere, wanting to hear if there were any hollow echoes. Maybe the bed had been waiting for a long time and suddenly collapsed like that weathered old monk, and Pengpeng fell down with it and disappeared.

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