Day and night tour

Chapter 134 East Market is Like a Coffin
"Ancient Buddhas never had heads."

Yun Ziliang held the teapot, looked towards the west, and said, "The ancient Buddha descended from the Wheel-turning Snow Mountain. At first, he was a huge and boundless left hand, with five fingers covering the entire snow-capped mountain range like a dragon. The Buddha's light was so bright that it attracted countless believers.
Anyone who gets close to the Buddha's hand can hear a whispering sound, which contains deep compassion and the sounds of the five aggregates. If believers follow this sound and chant silently, they can borrow the golden light of the Buddha's hand, achieve a solemn Dharma posture, and have the power of a diamond when they take action.

As more and more followers of Zuo Shou came, there was a most prestigious person among them, named Master Lunzang, who respectfully called Zuo Shou the Ancient Buddha and called the whispering sound coming from Zuo Shou's body the Wheel of Buddhist Scriptures.

This is the origin of the ancient Buddha and also the origin of the first Buddhist scripture in Jingguo.

As the number of believers increased day by day, the power of the vows became stronger and stronger. The ancient Buddha was nourished by the power of the vows. His left hand grew into an arm, and his arm grew into a body, and then legs. Finally, he only lacked a head, and he became the "Great Perfection Wheel-Reincarnated Ancient Buddha" predicted by Buddhists. Unfortunately, the White Walkers were born.
The ancient Buddha's golden body was broken and lost.
But before it was lost, it still hadn't grown a head.
Since there is no head! How did a monster with a goat's head and a human body steal the ancient Buddha's head? If this is not a distortion of history, what is it?"

The content of Yun Ziliang's speech was too mysterious for Zhou Xuan to believe. However, considering that the ancient Buddha was born with a left hand, he could understand why the alien ghost "Ten Fingers" dared to brag that he was the "Mother of All Buddhas".
The ancient Buddha only used one slap, while he used two slaps. From the perspective of quantity, "Ten Fingers" was indeed the winner.

It’s just that his body is too small, but the ancient Buddha’s palm covers the sky and the sun.

"Why do you want to tamper with history?" Lu Mingkun asked.

"I have been thinking about this in my paintings for many years, and I have only come up with one direction: what do some people want to hide, what are they afraid of..."

The "people" mentioned in the sentence must not be ordinary people, at least they must be high-ranking officials of Jing Country...

"The past cannot be retrieved. Perhaps the history I know has been tampered with, and now it has only been tampered with more severely. What we talk about is just a bunch of nonsense, with little nutrition.
Let's talk about what you want to do today. If you don't want to tell me what you are looking for, I am a passionate person and I will still point you in the right direction."

Yun Ziliang pointed to where he was and said, "Dig three meters below my feet and you'll find a Xuanmen Taoist talisman. If you break that talisman, you might be able to find what you want."

"What kind of talisman is it?"

"A talisman to subdue ghosts and suppress evil."

"Isn't it used to suppress you?" Zhou Xuan asked suddenly.

"Pah, in my current state, you can't even use that talisman to suppress me. This talisman is used to suppress the East Market Street."

"To occupy an entire street?" Lu Mingkun asked.

"Dongshi Street is very strange. Every household has a strong evil spirit. It has something to do with the feng shui of this street. If you don't believe it, just climb up the water tower on the street and take a look. You will know it naturally."

"Okay, I'll go take a look now." Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun left the store together.

"Hey, can you guys please have some trust in me? After all, I used to be a great dragon-hunting master, and my ancestors also produced great state masters. We are from a famous and righteous family!"

After Yun Ziliang finished shouting in grievance, Lu Mingkun and Zhou Xuan had disappeared.

He sat down with a wry smile, lit his pipe, inhaled the smoke, and chattered to himself.

“When people look for dragons, they always look for the place where the dragon veins gather, where the dragon energy gathers. Once they find it, they dig graves and build houses on that piece of land, thinking that they have got a good deal and will be blessed in this life and for their descendants in the future.

Pooh,
So vulgar!

If you only regard land and mountains as dragons, how are you different from the foolish believers who kneel down and worship clay idols day and night?

The essence of searching for dragons is actually searching for people!"

In the afternoon, Yun Ziliang was sitting in front of the store reading "Dongting Sutra". Zhou Xuan greeted him. He looked up and met Zhou Xuan's eyes and was startled.

Because the "sensor" in his body was vibrating violently.

"He should be the one I'm looking for!"

……

"Mr. Yuan, do you think our history has been tampered with?" Zhou Lingyi asked.

Yuan Buyu opened his folding fan and said with a smile, "Master Zhou is making fun of me. It hasn't been many years since the old monks collectively tampered with the memories of their disciples.

If memories can be tampered with, what about history that has already changed beyond all recognition?
This Taoist priest, from listening to his conversation, does have the demeanor of the Great Dragon Seeker from Canglong Mountain!"

"The Dragon Seeker of the Hidden Dragon Mountain Sensing Sect is only recorded in ancient books, but there is no such sect anymore..."

"The clan was wiped out, and everyone was killed." Yuan Buyu said: "The induction lineage of Canglong Mountain is too powerful, and can comprehend many secrets of heaven. Unfortunately, they are not cautious enough to keep their mouths shut.

People who know secrets but cannot keep them are most likely to be exterminated in Jing Country.

Ruyunshan has been hiding in the painting for so many years. I hope he can understand the truth that the mouth can bring disaster.

Some "secrets from heaven" are not secrets from heaven at all, but a knife that kills people."

……

The water tower is not what you imagine a water tower to be. It is more like a building, a regular octagon with a spiral staircase inside. The first to seventh floors are rooms, and the top floor is a lookout tower and alarm bell.

Since it is a building, there are special staff on duty even late at night.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuan had a trick. He paid the two night watchmen forty yuan and got the chance to go up the stairs.

Standing on the observation deck, you can see the entire Dongshi Street at a glance, from east to west, north to south, all of which can be seen clearly. The layout of the street can also be seen clearly from a high place.

"The layout of this street is really a bit... weird."

Zhou Xuan didn't understand Feng Shui, but he could see the weirdness of Dongshi Street without any knowledge of Feng Shui.

The street is mainly east-west, with houses on the south and north. It is slightly wider on the east and slightly narrower on the west. There is a small hilltop on each of the four sides, and the exits and entrances of the street are built in the gaps between the hills.

Mingjiang Prefecture has more water than mountains, so it is strange to build a street in a corner surrounded by mountains on all sides.
What is even more strange is that the four hills are of the same height, and it is difficult to tell which mountain is higher and which is lower with the naked eye.

"This street is matched with four mountains, like..."

"Like a coffin." Zhou Xuan helped Lu Mingkun complete the sentence.

"Not only the coffin, but also the coffin nails."

Lu Mingkun pointed to four corners, each with a tall locust tree.

In addition to these four, there is a fifth locust tree planted in front of the paper horse shop at the east end.

Lü Mingkun gestured with his hands, estimated the approximate location of the fifth locust tree, and said: "The coffin has five nails, four of which are nailed on the corners to nail the coffin lid and the coffin body together, but the fifth is a burial nail, which is nailed by relatives.
Usually the nail is driven into the chest of the deceased. This nail is short and will not hurt the body. Do you think the fifth locust tree is shorter?"

Zhou Xuan took a look and found that the fifth locust tree was indeed much shorter than the other locust trees.

Then, he started to pay attention to Lao Hua Zhai. He felt that the location of this bookstore was also very strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

As for coffins and funerals, he had only learned about them for a while in the Zhou family class. If he really wanted to see an expert, he had to look up to Senior Brother Lu.

"The cave where Yin gathers."

Lu Mingkun said: "There is a point inside the coffin, one and a half feet away from the head of the coffin, and that point is located at the center line of the coffin. It is said that this point is the easiest to gather Yin, so a Taoist talisman will be posted at this point on the bottom of the coffin to prevent the corpse from resurrecting.

The funeral procession calls this talisman a "back-up talisman".

The location of the old painting studio is the gathering place of the big coffin in Dongshi Street, the place with the heaviest yin energy in the whole street."

"But we didn't detect any evil spirits in the old painting studio... Perhaps it has something to do with the talisman for subduing ghosts and suppressing evil spirits that Lao Yun pointed out." Zhou Xuan said.
"Junior brother, shall we go and dig up that talisman?"

"dig!"

Zhou Xuan felt that, in the current situation, it was no longer important whether he believed in Lao Yun or not. The key point was that the blood well had led him to the "Old Painting Studio", but there was no chance of tattooing in the "Old Painting Studio", not even a trace.

He had no choice but to dig up the talisman underground and look for an opportunity to get a tattoo.

"When digging the ground, I'll dig harder, and you can pay more attention to Lao Yun. If you find anything unusual about him, take care of him immediately."

……

After getting off the water tower, Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun returned to their own shop and woke up Fu Zi. The three of them each carried a hoe and went to the old painting studio.

"Good fellow, you called another little brother over?"

Yun Ziliang helped light two more kerosene lamps, and the three of them got to work right away, their hoes already in motion.

The floor of the old painting studio was paved with stone slabs on top of the soil, but Li Lingzhang was not well-off, so the stone slabs were laid rather roughly, with large gaps between them.

Zhou Xuan and Xiao Fuzi took hoes and dug up the soil in the gaps, then pried up the stone slabs and moved them aside.

All that remains is digging the soil.
Zhou Xuan originally thought of himself as the main force in digging, but he didn't expect that Xiao Fuzi was the expert in digging. He wielded the hoe with great vigor and each hoe was extremely efficient, equivalent to two hoes used by Zhou Xuan.

"Fuzi, you are really good at digging."

"I have been doing farm work since I was young. I am good at digging wells and digging the ground."

Xiao Fuzi was too lazy to wipe the sweat off his face. He dug with one hoe after another. He had dug most of the three-meter-deep and one-meter-circle hole by himself.

Yun Ziliang started to yawn when they dug until dawn. "If it really doesn't work, why don't we dig for now? Go back and have a nap. Come back to dig when you have enough energy."

"Lao Yun, if you had come down to dig, we would have dug out the talisman long ago."

"I won't dig. It's dirty. My ancestors were imperial masters. They were very particular about people. It's not decent to make them look like dirt."

"You are just a remnant of the previous dynasty!"

Zhou Xuan swung the hoe and dug hard.

When the hoe was used, there was no feeling of the soft soil at all. Instead, the hoe tongue hit something hard and slid on the hard object due to inertia, producing sparks from the friction.

"Dig it!"

Zhou Xuan suddenly became energized, and regardless of his hands being numb from the recoil, he gently cleaned the loose dirt that was already a thin layer on the surface of the object.

In order to facilitate cleaning, Zhou Xuan also asked Yun Ziliang to throw down a pair of scissors so that he could carefully pick out the patterns on the hard objects.

The hard object gradually revealed its true appearance - a slab of stone.

The surface of the stone slab is carved with many patterns of evil spirits, each with a green face and fangs.

In the middle of the stone slab, there was a yellow talisman. It started with the word "Chi", and Zhou Xuan could not recognize the part below.

Yun Ziliang squatted beside the cave, carefully identified the yellow talisman and the patterns on the stone slab, and said: "This stone slab is a door. I don't know where it leads to! But the talisman seals the door. If you want to open this door, you have to break the talisman..."

(End of this chapter)