"Brother Yao, let's go to Hanshan Temple now." Master Lu greeted him later.

"Well, okay." Jiahao replied happily, "Master Lu, please lead the way. I will definitely thank you again after this matter is completed."

"Brother Yao, you are too polite." Master Lu quickly shook his head and said, "This is just a small effort, it is nothing."

Now a group of them drove to Hanshan Temple, which was not far from where they met. After a while, they drove to the entrance of Hanshan Temple.

Hanshan Temple and Suzhou Garden are almost symbols of Suzhou City. They are the two most famous sights in this city. All foreign tourists must visit these two places.

Hanshan Temple, formerly known as "Miaoli Puming Pagoda Courtyard", is located in Fengqiao Town, a few kilometers outside Changmen in the west of Suzhou City. It was built during the Tianjian period of the Liang Dynasty during the Six Dynasties and has a history of more than 1,400 years. .

During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, it is said that the famous monks Hanshan and Shide came here from Tiantai Mountain to be the abbots, so it was renamed Hanshan Temple.

Historically, Hanshan Temple was one of the top ten famous temples in China. There are many historical sites in the temple, including Zhang Jishi's stone inscriptions, Hanshan, found stone statues, Wen Zhengming, fragments of Tang Yin's inscriptions, etc. The main buildings in the temple include the Main Hall and the Veranda Hall ( Side Hall), Sutra Library, Stele Corridor, Bell Tower, Fengjiang Tower, etc.

In the wealthy family's mind, the bells of Hanshan Temple are the most famous. The Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji's popular song "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" spread the reputation of Hanshan Temple to China and abroad.

Jiahao finally came to Hanshan Temple. This was also the first time he visited a famous temple in person. Perhaps because he likes to read martial arts novels, he has a special yearning for the ancient temple, especially as it is mentioned in almost every martial arts novel. He was even more fascinated by the mention of Songshan Shaolin Temple.

"Will the ancient relics inside also emit red aura?!" Jiahao couldn't help but think to himself. He suddenly thought of something, that is, whether he could absorb any skills from the ancient relics left behind in Shaolin Temple and other temples. , such as learning the standing skills of a monk from standing still.

After thinking about this inadvertently, Jiahao felt strange and curious at the same time. He thought how great it would be if he learned the eighteen martial arts of Shaolin. Shaolin is an authentic sect, and the world's martial arts come from Shaolin. As long as he learns one of them, Xiang Kung Fu is very good, at least it can be used for self-defense.

But when I think about it carefully, Jiahao feels funny. Those are just described in martial arts novels. How can there be so many powerful kung fu in the world.

Although the "Nine Yang Magic" and "Yi Jin Jing" and other peerless magical skills are only fictional in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, Shaolin Kung Fu still exists, which is undeniable.

After about a few minutes, Jiahao and Mr. Zheng bought tickets and entered Hanshan Temple, a thousand-year-old temple.

"Brother Yao, should we go find Master Linghe first?" After walking into Hanshan Temple, Master Lu greeted with a smile.

Jiahao immediately nodded and agreed: "Well, okay, let's go directly to Master Linghe."

Although it was his first time to visit Hanshan Temple, Jiahao was busy with something. He was not in the mood to appreciate the surrounding scenery. The top priority was to find the mysterious monk.

"Grandpa, is Master Linghe the abbot of Hanshan Temple?" Lin Haitao suddenly asked casually.

Mr. Zheng shook his head and replied: "No. Master Linghe is not the abbot of Hanshan Temple. The abbot is someone else. He is an elder."

Master Lu on the side introduced: "Master Linghe devotes himself to the study of Buddhism. He spends most of the year practicing in seclusion. He rarely goes out, and the abbot sometimes goes out to do business."

"Cultivation in seclusion?!" Hearing Master Lu's serious words, Jiahao and Lin Haitao looked at each other, feeling a little incredible. In this era, are there still monks practicing in seclusion? Are they so obsessed with Buddhism?

Jiahao has always felt that the lifestyle of monks today is very different from that of the past. Not only can they eat meat, but they can also marry and have children. Being a monk is no longer a realm, but a rather special profession.

"Old Zheng, Brother Yao, we are here. Master Linghe is practicing in that room. Let's go in and find him." After walking forward for a while, they came to a solemn old house, and only Master Lu listened.

instructed.

"Eh?! Is there really a 'Baoguang'?!"

But before he even got close to the door, Jiahao noticed that there was a white light flashing inside the door, and it was full of spiritual energy.

The discovery of "Baoguang" was expected by Jahao, but he was still surprised when he discovered this magical phenomenon.

Since there is a "treasure light", it means that there are some treasures in the studio. Although this is not an antique market, Jiahao can imagine that there may be various magical artifacts in the temple. If there are antiques among them, it will exude a "treasure light".

"Light" is not unusual, but Jiahao could not imagine what kind of treasure it would be.

At that moment, Jiahao followed Master Lu and Mr. Zheng into the fasting room with great curiosity.

This is a relatively remote first-floor house in Hanshan Temple. The house is not big. After walking in, you go directly to the lobby. The room is also relatively narrow. There is only one person in the room at the moment. That is a monk, who is sitting cross-legged in front of a huge Buddha statue.

The wooden fish was struck "ding dong, ding dong".

The monk turned his back to Jiahao and the others. Jiahao could not see his true face. All he could see at a glance was his smooth and shiny head, with the black ring scar on it particularly conspicuous.

When Jiahao and Mr. Zheng walked into the temple, the monk didn't seem to notice at all. He continued to tap the wooden fish unmoved. The sound was clear and loud, like rhythmic music.

Seeing that the monk didn't react at all, Jiahao and Lin Haitao couldn't help but glance at each other, with surprise in their eyes.

Although Master Lu hasn't introduced the monk to them yet, you don't have to think about Jiahao to know who it is if it's not Master Linghe.

After meeting Master Linghe in person, Jiahao realized that he was really not an ordinary monk. He had such great concentration and could just knock the wooden fish silently.

The monk did not say hello to Jiahao and the others, and they remained silent, as if they were afraid of disturbing each other.

Suddenly, Master Lu winked at Jiahao and the others, telling them to be silent, and followed him to sit down on the futon behind the monk.

So Jiahao and the others all prayed silently to the big Buddha. Although they didn't believe in Buddhism yet, they didn't know why. When they saw the lifelike and solemn Buddha statue, they were in awe.

After facing the Buddha statue and praying secretly for a while, Jiahao's attention was unknowingly drawn to the white light. Gradually, the white spiritual light gathered in front of his eyes.

And soon, wisps of bright red light poured into his eyes... Jiahao had already noticed that the light was emanating from the wooden fish that the monk was beating, so the scenes he watched immediately were all natural.

It has to do with that thing.

After some quick browsing, Jiahao basically understood that the wooden fish was a very ancient Buddhist instrument that had been used by several generations of monks.

But the wooden fish was made of ordinary wood and made of ordinary wood. There was nothing special about it, but it was regarded as a treasure by many monks and they couldn't put it down.

"Ah?! How...how could this happen?!"

After watching the image of the old wooden fish, Jiahao suddenly felt a roar in his mind. It turned out that at that moment, countless new memories poured into his brain.

He unexpectedly made the detector automatically receive the "art heritage" condensed on the wooden fish. Of course, knocking on the wooden fish can be regarded as an art!

Jiahao did not expect that this would be possible. He secretly smiled bitterly. He did not expect that he had "copied" the "technique" of several generations of eminent monks for knocking wooden fish. The new memory told him that knocking wooden fish was not a simple matter.

It requires skill, otherwise you won't be able to make a wooden fish sound that is balanced and rhythmic.

Later, Jiahao secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he only learned the skills of knocking wooden fish, rather than the idea of ​​​​seeing through the world of mortals. How sad it would be if he was indirectly "brainwashed" by the monk!

When Jiahao was thinking, the sound of the wooden fish stopped suddenly, and then he saw the monk slowly stand up, and turned around to face Jiahao and the others.

Only then did Jiahao clearly see the other person's true face in Lushan. The monk looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which was more in line with the standard image of an old monk in Jiahao's impression.

"Master Linghe." Seeing the monk stand up, Master Lu immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

Jiahao and the others immediately stood up and followed Master Lu's example and said hello to Master Linghe.

"Master Lu, are you all here?" Master Linghe clasped his palms together, nodded deeply to Jiahao and the others, and said in a rich voice, "I have come to greet you from afar."

Master Lu quickly shook his head and said, "No, we just came. Master Linghe, we are disturbing you."

Later, he pointed at Jiahao and the others and introduced them one by one to Master Linghe. Master Linghe enthusiastically invited them into a lounge next to the hall.

This was the first time for Jiahao to face a monk at close range. He was still an accomplished monk. He had an indescribable and wonderful feeling in his heart, as if he had traveled through time and came to a martial arts world.

"Brother Yao, please take out that magical weapon and show it to Master Linghe. With his eyes, it will definitely be fine!" Master Lu suddenly called out to Jiahao.

"Yes." Jiahao understood, and immediately carefully took out the piece of porcelain from the small bag he carried with him, and placed it on the table in front of him to show it to Master Linghe.

"Master, this is a piece of porcelain of mine. It is said to be a Buddhist vessel, but I don't know what it is like. Please help me take a look." Jiahao asked politely.

He could feel that Master Linghe was a truly eminent monk. His knowledge was profound and he must have seen many more magical artifacts than ordinary people. Moreover, what was brought to him for identification was a relic. If he didn't know his reputation,

, then there is really no way to find a more authoritative person to rectify the name of that thing.

When he saw the delicate, shiny and beautiful little porcelain vase, Master Linghe remained silent. There was no look of surprise on his face or any other abnormal reaction. From this, it can be imagined that he

What a strong determination.

Even so, after seeing the bottle clearly, Master Linghe's expression still changed slightly, and Jiahao captured this detail.

"Something that can move Master Linghe must not be an ordinary treasure!" Secretly, Jiahao thought with surprise and joy. He could see that Master Linghe was a little surprised, indicating that he valued that piece of porcelain more.

"Master Linghe, is this porcelain from Brother Yao a Buddhist vessel?"

After Master Ling and Master Lu had seen each other, Master Lu asked softly.

Master Linghe turned around and smiled slightly: "Master Lu, this is a jade fat bottle."

"Jade fat bottle?!" Hearing Master Linghe's answer, Jiahao was secretly shocked. He seemed a little disappointed and thought to himself, "How come Master Linghe and Master Lu thought the same thing?! He also thought it was jade fat."

bottle!"

"Master Linghe, you are thinking the same thing as me. I thought from the beginning that this magical artifact was the 'Caoxi Jade Fat Bottle' that has been lost in history! Look at the shape, color, texture, and historical data

The peerless national treasure 'Cao Xi Jade Fat Bottle' recorded in the book is exactly the same!" Master Lu said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Master Linghe shook his head and said: "This is not the 'Caoxi Jade Fat Vase'. It is just made of the same craftsmanship and can be regarded as a jade fat bottle. The texture of this porcelain is very special in my opinion. It is made of relics. It is also

Only the relics of the true body can produce such delicate and beautiful jade-fat porcelain. This is the most precious treasure of Buddhism!"

"A jade fat bottle made of real body relics?!" Master Lu said in surprise.

There was some discrepancy between Master Linghe's statement and his, which surprised him. He thought that Brother Yao and the others were right in guessing that this bottle was actually made of relics, and it was the so-called "real body relics".

As we all know, a part of the body of a Buddhist master is called the "real body relic". For example, the Buddha's real body relic in Ji Famen Temple is the finger bone of Sakyamuni Buddha. It is the real finger bone of Sakyamuni Buddha, so it is called

True body, and because Buddha bones are called relics, the relics at Famen Temple are “true body relics”.

The name of Buddha Sakyamuni is well known to the world, and Jia Hao naturally knows it very well. He knows that the porcelain is a piece of bone china made of relics, but he does not know that it is actually the relics of Sakyamuni's real body such as the spiritual bones of Sakyamuni.

It was made. In this way, the value of the Buddhist treasure in his hand seemed to have been greatly increased.

"So that's it!" Master Lu seemed to have understood something and said, "I thought this thing was a jade fat bottle, but I didn't expect it to be made of the real body relic! It turns out it is more precious than I thought!"

True body relics are rare in the world. Now there is a jade vase of relics placed in front of them. How can this not make people sigh?

"The relics are made by cultivating the precepts, concentration and wisdom, not by refining the spirit. This is a sign that the heart is in harmony with the Tao, and the heart is in harmony with the Buddha." Looking at the jade fat bottle, Master Linghe felt something.

He said, "Donor Yao, congratulations on getting such a Buddhist artifact! It means that you have a predestined relationship with our Buddha, and the Buddha will definitely bless you with peace and joy."

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance and blessing!" Jiahao said happily.

After Master Linghe's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt completely relieved.

This result gave him an unexpected surprise and gave him a new understanding of the ancient porcelain in his hand.

After Master Linghe identified the vial, Jiahao and the others said goodbye to Master Linghe and left the fasting room.

"Brother Yao, you are so amazing!"

After walking out, Lin Haitao excitedly grabbed Jiahao's arm and said with joy, "So this relic of yours is still the real relic, the remains of Buddha Sakyamuni!"

Jiahao said: "It is the relic of the real body, but it is not necessarily the relic left by Sakyamuni!"

The relic really does not belong to Sakyamuni. Jiahao is completely sure of this, but even so, he will not deny anything. Anyway, it is now certain. Master Lu and Mr. Zheng are also convinced. If

Wouldn't it be better to think of him as Sakyamuni?
Chapter completed!