Chapter 463 There is a fox under the bodhi tree

Jiang Han never thought that there would be a temple on this nameless hill.

And this temple is also very old, mottled walls, dilapidated Buddha statues, and the surrounding weedy yard.

“Six Buddhas, please accept my disciples’ worship.” Jiang Han put his hands together in front of the Buddha statue and said.

Sure enough, there is a branch of Buddhism in Dashen. After Jiang Han visited, he found some plaster nearby. He used the plaster and spring water to paste together, and then repaired the Buddha statue.

After all, Jiang Han is also a Buddhist, and this trip is a journey of “seeking Buddha”, so he also cherishes the Buddha statue in front of him.

Looking at the traces around, I can vaguely feel that this place used to be a place where incense was flourishing. As for how it came to be so lonely, no one knows.

After repairing the Buddha statue, Jiang Han took a few bamboo sticks and tied them into a broom, and cleaned the surrounding area.

I don’t know if it was destined, but because the ground was not covered by weeds at this time, a stone slab was exposed.

Obviously, the slate can be opened.

Jiang Han was puzzled, but still curiously went over to uncover the stone slab.

However, it turned out to be a downward passage. Jiang Han looked around and saw that there was no one around, and then he walked towards the passage with confidence and boldness.

Just when he reached the bottom of the passage, a skeleton beside him caught his attention. He squatted down and saw that it was a monk wearing cassock. The monk was sitting cross-legged, hanging down. With his head in his head, he was obviously not killed.

It looks more like passing away.

Jiang Han said a Buddhist name to the monk: “Master, I have offended you.”

As he spoke, Jiang Han took the master’s hand out of his robe, only to find that it was A dark scripture.

Jiang Han took the scriptures and was wondering, but a mouse suddenly appeared in the distance and caught Jiang Han’s attention.

He felt that there was something deep in the pit, so he walked over.

At the end of the pit, Jiang Han saw something that he couldn’t believe. Countless monks died here.

It seems that they are all dead, and there are no scars on the bones.

“What’s going on here?” Jiang Han frowned, becoming more and more confused about what happened here.

However, there is nothing else around, only some scattered objects, such as some lampstands or wooden fish, among which there are also previous things.

For example, Jiang Han saw a string of golden Buddhist beads on a monk who looked like an abbot.

However, Jiang Han didn’t move these things, but put these deceased monks in an old Buddhist altar, which of course Jiang Han also repaired.

According to Buddhism, Buddhist altars allow these departed monks to return to the Buddha.

Having accomplished all this, Jiang Han planned to go back home, only then did he realize that at the gate of the temple, the little fox with six tails was squatting.

It tilted its head and looked at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han smiled and said, “Why, you haven’t run far? Are you afraid that I will take you away and sell you?”

But the six-tailed fox jumped from the door When it came down, it seemed to be holding something in its mouth. Jiang Han took what was in the fox’s mouth and found that it was a bodhi flower.

Looking at the bright bodhi flowers, Jiang Han remembered the scriptures that his master taught before his death.

The old man said that there is no tree in this world that is as sacred as the bodhi tree.

The bodhi tree is also known as the “jue tree” in Buddhism. It is regarded as a holy tree by devout Buddhists and is highly respected.

The bodhi tree never withers through winter, and its huge crown forms a natural dome. There is also a bodhi tree in Jinshan Temple, but it has not blossomed and bear fruit for many years.

The last time it bloomed was ten years ago, when Jiang Han’s brother, Master Diming, comprehended Buddhism.

The monks of Jinshan Temple also believe that the bodhi tree embodies various virtues, and it has the ability to make people’s wishes come true and relieve sins.

Even, many believers believe that praying to the Bodhi tree regularly, watering the Bodhi tree regularly, and walking around the Bodhi tree can be blessed to give birth to good children, especially sons.

Every spring, the monks of Jinshan Temple will wrap the rope around the trunk. It was written in small pieces and then hung on these ropes.

If one day it comes true, it will come to take it off, that is, to fulfill the wish.

The Bodhi tree appeared here, obviously, Jiang Han did not expect it, after all, it is difficult to grow a Bodhi tree without professional care, let alone bear fruit.

But right now this flower is very fresh, it has just been picked.

“Can you take me there?” Jiang Han asked.

The little fox nodded towards Jiang Han, and then bounced over to a hill behind the temple. Sure enough, there was a tall bodhi tree hidden among a group of trees.

There are still some red ropes on it, but it seems that the ropes are messy because no one has taken care of them for a long time.

Jiang Han took off a small card from the tree, and there were words written on it.

“I hope my father will recover from his illness, and please bless the Buddha.”

The handwriting is mottled and illegible, but the outline can still be seen.

Jiang Han put down the sign and dreamed about the crown of the highest tree in the distance, and there was actually a red Bodhi fruit on the crown of the tree.

Jiang Han said: “This is… Blood Bodhi?” What do you want to express.

Jiang Han took a long time to understand before he understood, he said tentatively: “You mean, the big snake fought with you just to monopolize this bodhi fruit?”

“Chichi!” The little fox jumped up and down, it was very happy because Jiang Han understood what it meant.

Jiang Han asked again: “So you asked me to come, do you want me to help you collect this bodhi fruit?”

The little fox jumped up again, it Never seen such a smart person.

But Jiang Han resolutely refused: “No, the bodhi fruit is a treasure of Buddhism, and the blood bodhi can be said to be a sacred object of Buddhism, how can people eat it casually?”

The little fox whimpered like a person, with its paws covering its head, looking very sad.

After a while, it came over and rubbed its furry head against Jiang Han’s trouser legs, obviously trying to get away with it.

But Jiang Han found something else, he saw some small saplings around the bodhi tree, he was puzzled and asked: “What’s going on?”

The little fox moved its ears, jumped onto the tree, and bit off a ripe bodhi fruit. Then it tilted its head and began to gnaw the flesh on it, leaving a core , It came to an open space with the fruit core in its mouth and dug the ground with its two claws. After a while, a pit the size of a fist came out.

(End of this chapter)