Chapter 44 Section VII

"Let's get started." Qingming said. This is the main hall.Qingming, Boya, Ninjue, and Yuanxin sat in front of the tall Amitabha Buddha.Seimei and Boya sat side by side.Ren Jue and Yuan Xin also sat side by side, and the four of them sat facing each other. Four lamps with four candlesticks were lit all around. On the side of the four people is Amitabha Tathagata, the main Buddha of the main hall.For Seimei and Boya, the Buddha statue is on the right, while for Ninja and Yuanxin, it is on the left. Between the four people sitting opposite each other, there is a skeleton.The skeleton on the floor faced Seimei.

Qingming and Boya woke up Yuanxin and Renjue who were sleeping soundly half an hour ago. The other monks were also soundly asleep, but Seimei and Boya only woke them up.Because it was impossible to tell whether the other sleeping monks were under the spell of the Tang people or were in a natural sleep, they didn't wake up others.Anyway, Tang Ren has left, so it doesn't matter if they continue to sleep. In short, Qingming first woke up Yuanxin and Renjue, and then came to the main hall together. Regarding Seimei saving Ninjue's life in a dream, Ninjue remembers it very clearly.

Ninjue said that he and Yuanxin were chanting the "Prajna Heart Sutra" together, but drowsiness struck on the way, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he fell asleep.After sleeping for a while, Tang Ren appeared in his dream.Just as Tang Ren wanted to take Ninjue away, Qingming and Boya just arrived in time. "Then, let's start..." Qingming sat on the floor and took out a piece of paper from his pocket. Qingming had asked Yuan Xin to prepare a pen, inkstone, and ink. He picked up the pen and began to write on the piece of paper—it was a mantra. After completing a spell, Qingming put the piece of paper into the skeleton of Master Shouhui in front of him.

"In short, let Master Shouhui explain how to deal with it." After finishing speaking, Seimei held his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger, put his fingertips on the skull's forehead, and muttered a few times. "Move, move..." Boya called out softly. Taking a closer look, it turned out that the charm inside the skull was trembling slightly. There is no wind around... because the lamp flames are not shaking.However, the charm inside the skeleton was trembling. The charm shook slightly like a trembling inside the skull, making a sound. "This, this..." Boya called out, looking at Qingming. "Master Jue used the spell as his tongue, as if he was saying something."

However, to Boya's ears, he still only heard the vibration of paper.Listen carefully, it does seem like someone is speaking, but you can't hear what is being said at all. However, Seimei seemed to be able to clearly hear what the other party was saying.Because Seimei would cooperate with the vibrating sound of the spell, and would speak up from time to time. "and then……" "I see." "That……" At a certain stage in the conversation, Seimei asked the skeleton, "Where is that place?" The charm that replaced the tongue in the skeleton seemed to answer Seimei, trembling a few times.

Soon, the talisman stopped vibrating, and Seimei no longer asked questions or nodded in response to the skeleton. Seimei withdrew his fingertips from the skull's forehead and said, "Got it." "Know what?" Ninjue asked. "For example, just now, where did those Tang people want to take Mr. Ninjue?" "Where?" "The Sutra Pavilion." "The Sutra Pavilion?" "Is there a golden jar about this size in the corner of the Sutra Pavilion here?" "Yes, what happened to the jar..." Yuan Xin replied. "I'm sorry, can I trouble you to bring that jar here?" Qingming asked Yuan Xin.

After a while, Yuan Xin returned to the main hall holding the jar with both hands. The jar rests next to the skeleton.The surface of the jar is a gorgeous golden yellow.The jar was as big as a person embracing it, and it seemed to be painted with gold on the surface and then fired. "Do you know what jar this is?" Qingming asked. "I heard that when Master Chang Dao founded this temple, he received it from Todai Temple..." Ninjue responded. "The others?" "have no idea……" "It is said that this jar was used by the Tang Dynasty in the past." Qingming said.

"yes?" "Later, Monk Kukai brought the altar back to Japan, stored it in Todaiji Temple, and passed it down to this temple in the future." "Is this... the skeleton... Master Shouhui said?" "yes." Qingming nodded, and asked Ninjue again: "So, do you know where this jar came from and who used it?" "have no idea." "It is said that this jar is the confession altar of a Taoist temple in Chang'an." "The altar of confession?" "It was originally an altar placed in a temple or a Taoist temple. When a Taoist is practicing Taoism, if he encounters something that hinders his cultivation, he can confide in it. For example, if he cannot help but commit a sin that cannot be confessed to others, or has a heart that cannot be confessed As long as you whisper your confession to this jar with your lips, you will be able to feel at ease, and once again practice hard and practice the Tao..."

"..." "However, after it spread from Todaiji Temple to Saishoji Temple, everyone forgot the original purpose of this jar..." "Well……" "Because no one was willing to confess to the jar for a long time, the jar had to go out and search for those who confessed their crimes, and then brought them into the jar." "This jar has this power?" "Yes. This jar was personally chosen by Monk Kukai. He also absorbed the confessions of Taoists for several years in the Tang Dynasty. After coming to this country, he listened to monks recite Buddhist scriptures every day, so he has this kind of power unconsciously. Go." After Qingming finished speaking, she picked up the jar and threw it on the floor of the main hall. "I have an appointment with Master Shouhui..."

The jar shattered into pieces, and the pieces scattered on the floor. "Oh!" "Oh!" Ren Jue and Yuan Xin cried out at the same time. Blood flowed profusely from the shattered jar and wet the floor.There was not a drop of water in the altar, what is going on?Could it be the blood from the jar fragments themselves? Moreover, what's even more amazing is that there seems to be a painting painted on the inside of the fragments of the jar. After putting the fragments together under the light, I realized that the painting is a Tang-style building built in a deep mountain.

"This, this house! It's this house..." Looking at the fragments lined up on the floor, he couldn't help crying out. Taking a closer look, there are many men in Tang suits in the painting. "It's these people! It's these people who put us..." In the painting, there are several Tang men holding long-handled iron spoons in their hands, and there are also Tang men who dragged a man who looked like a sinner into the yard. In the corner of the yard, there is also a pot that seems to contain fiery red boiling copper soup. "It turns out...it turns out..." Ninjue stammered, unable to utter a word. "It turns out that everything is caused by the jar with this painting on it." Yuan Xin muttered to herself. "If it's convenient, can you give this to me?" Qingming asked. "This broken jar?" "Yes." Qingming nodded, "This is the jar that Monk Kukai brought back from Tang Dynasty. Although it is broken, it is still quite precious. It should be used for other purposes in the future..." "Of course, please accept it." Ninjue saluted. "Thank you very much, then I accept it." Qingming thanked, turned to look at Boya, and said with satisfaction: "Boya, thanks to your presence tonight, I have successfully solved the problem. You can watch the moonlight before dawn, and continue to drink two or three drinks."