Chapter 452: Released from the little black room, everyone flip forward

Released from the little black room, everyone flip forward

Pay attention, this man is called Xiao Shuai!

He is tying the rope tightly to a pure gold lotus lamp, swinging it above his head to aim, and throwing it hard towards the hole above...

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze feels that if this is really someone else's prank—using a hidden camera to film an amateur, then the way everyone meets him in the near future will probably be with this stupid opening line.

"I tell you, I don't care if this is a vulgar prank, or a ghost-pressing-bed dream, or the real Pure Land... No one can stop me from going back to take the postgraduate entrance exam!"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze squatted on the edge of a lotus stone platform, his dry lips muttering, his eyes staring straight at the golden lotus lamp in his hand, seriously tying the knot.

This is a secluded underground palace, the four walls vaguely left some faded murals, and a half-meter-high waist-bound lotus seat is placed on the ground in the center.

Besides that, it is empty.

The only light source is a circular hole in the ceiling ten meters above it, about the size of a manhole cover.

This also seems to be the only exit of the underground palace. A beam of gray moonlight fell obliquely from it, just falling on the young man squatting on the lotus seat regardless of his image.

"Prepared for a year from 4 am to 10 pm, and I am going to the battlefield this weekend. You think falling into a well can trap me? Even Buddha's well won't work! I tell you, it's impossible!"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze checked the knot one last time, licked his chapped lips, and 'jumped' up from the lotus seat.

He grabbed the rope with one hand and held the heavy golden lotus lamp with the other, looking up and staring at the 'well mouth' he had been longing for.

There is no well hole that cannot be climbed out of, only postgraduate students who climb!

But after the chicken blood, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze did not act immediately.

He suddenly turned his head and greeted the darkness behind him: "Hey, you guys come over and help, I will save you after I go up."

This underground palace is not just him.

In the pitch-black place not illuminated by moonlight, three black shadows were vaguely scattered:

A monk sitting withered, with a very tall figure, like a small mountain piled up there.

The gray monk's robe was tattered, his face was withered, and his age could not be seen.

An old Daoist leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground with his legs spread out like a winnowing basket.

The whole person was wrapped in a large black-feathered crane cape like a water monkey, hugging his arms and wrapping himself tightly, as if afraid of the cold.

Only a pointed head was exposed, with a Daoist mixed-element towel pressing on the silver silk.

There was also a girl burying her face in her knees. Her bone structure was delicate, but she wore an ancient Han skirt, which made her look even thinner.

This was also the quietest one in the underground palace.

When she first woke up, Magistrate Ouyang Rong tried to talk to her, but the girl did not utter a single word, only flashing a pair of eyes like autumn mountain streams through the gap between her knees and slender arms.

At this moment, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze was tossing in the moonlight, and the slender girl's pair of thin eyes leaked out from her arms again, watching him silently.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze scanned the three people with strange appearances again, no matter how he looked at it, they didn't look like postgraduate students, but he still couldn't help muttering: "You guys really don't go out?"

But it was exchanged for three looks like looking at a fool.

"Cannot go out!"

Hearing the word 'go out', the withered monk trembled uncontrollably, as if he had just been fished out of the North Sea under the solid ice.

"Why?"

The withered monk pointed to the ground with one hand and the sky with the other, "This place is the Lotus Pure Land, and above is the Avici Hell!"

"If I didn't pass the exam, it is indeed the Avici Hell." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze nodded and turned around.

The monk still couldn't bear it, and reminded with a Buddha chant: "Namo Amitabha, benefactor, if you go up, you will be eaten by evil things immediately."

"Don't go out and die." The crane-cape old Daoist also sneered, and paused, "If you want to die, don't drag us along."

"..." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze.

Are you guys crazy?

He held back, swallowed the words, and shook his head.

Sure enough, those who still believe in religion in this era are a bit god-like, not as good as the girl in the Hanfu circle.

Glancing at the still silent slender girl, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze decisively turned his head and began to throw the golden lotus lamp towards the round hole above.

He had tried to call for help loudly not long ago, and didn't know if this underground palace was too deep, or it was late at night and there was no one, there was no movement outside.

"Cannot drag it any longer." The words haven't been memorized yet.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze remembered that before falling down, he brushed a wild survival video, in which a person who fell into a deep pit used one end of a long rope to tie a heavy object, and then threw it out of the pit to wrap it around a tree trunk, and was successfully rescued.

"I remember before falling down, there were two incense burners for cheating coins next to it." The postgraduate student analyzed calmly.

At the moment, the lotus lamp in his hand, don't know if it is real gold or painted with gold paint, weighed it and it seemed quite valuable.

But... who cares? Even if it is a cultural relic, it is useless. The lives of the masses and the postgraduate entrance exam are more important. 'The masses' have requisitioned it!

Only to see.

First time, missed, hit the ground.

Second time, hit, threw it out!

But he pulled it, and it slid back from outside the hole.

Third time, change direction, missed...

At this time, the withered monk put his hands together, his face showing sadness:

"Why is the benefactor so stubborn? It was not easy to rise to this Pure Land, don't fall into that Avici Hell again."

"Above are all kinds of evil things, growing all kinds of evil karma. There are waves drowning mountains and fields, there are fierce fires filling the ten directions, there are poisonous gases filling the world, there are evil winds blowing and destroying all things..."

"Stop chattering." The crane-cape old Daoist changed his sitting posture to cross-legged meditation, and moved away from Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze, impatient: "Good words are hard to persuade the ghost who should die, great compassion does not save the self-terminating person."

The postgraduate student who was about to throw again suddenly stiffened, lowered his eyes and looked silently at the strange Confucian robe he had been deliberately ignoring.

This is not the clothes he was wearing before falling down.

Boom—

There was a faint thunder outside the underground palace, and before he could react, the night rain fell.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze looked up, raindrops hitting his cyan eyelids.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this round hole was like a manhole cover—the well mouth that made him lose his footing and fall down.

This matter is a bit convoluted.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze was originally a postgraduate student in his second attempt. When the exam was approaching, he was lurking in a small group called "Gentleman Postgraduate Entrance Exam Group (No Girls Allowed)". He heard group members say that there was an Eastern Forest Temple in the suburbs, which was very proficient in the two businesses of postgraduate entrance exam and praying for marriage. Every year, people from all over the world came to fulfill their vows...

Went to inquire again, it turned out that there was a hundred-year-old wishing tower in the temple, and there was a Fortune Bell inside. After accumulating enough merit, knocking it once would bring blessings and everything would come true.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze was actually skeptical about this with a materialistic critical eye, but who knows if the anxiety of young people today is really so great that even Buddha knows it? Buddha really took this business...

And these two projects are indeed what he needs, which is really hitting the itch.

Just treat it as sincerity leads to spirit.

So early that morning, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze took a sharp critical look and took a taxi to the Eastern Forest Temple. As a result, when he arrived, good guy, don't say you are early, there are people who are earlier. The queue to enter the temple was lined up to the foot of the mountain, and in front were all young people like him, bowing their heads and brushing their phones in the cold wind.

Getting up so early, at a glance, they are all old postgraduate students. They don't forget to brush questions and roll even when queuing... Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze sighed. Just as he was about to take out his phone, a little monk clamped a QR code with two fingers, poked it to his nose, and asked him to scan it.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze took a look and found that it was actually a QR code to download an app called 'Merit Tower'.

This Eastern Forest Temple is quite humane, allowing believers who don't have time to queue to knock the bell online without leaving home, which is truly at the forefront of all temples in the country in terms of caring for believers.

At that time, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze didn't talk nonsense, downloaded it, and immediately turned around and left. The time of a postgraduate student is very precious.

On the way back, he studied it a little, and soon figured out this small application.

Click into this Merit Tower, there is mainly an electronic wooden fish and a Fortune Bell.

The electronic wooden fish can be knocked manually, knock once and merit +1, and there is a warm counter above.

As for the most important Fortune Bell that can make wishes come true, it needs to accumulate 10,000 merit points to knock once.

What is more devilish is that there is actually background music of "Great Compassion Mantra" in this app, and it can't be turned off...

"Knock electronic wooden fish, accumulate cyber merit, get mechanical blessings, ascend to the Pure Land, see mecha Buddha, right? I am familiar with this." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze was quite confident.

By the way, there is actually a 'limited time donation to exchange for merit' option in the lower right corner of the application, but Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze ignored it directly. Next time... forget it, next time is not necessarily.

Non-paying believers can only liver it wildly. Don't look at Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze's postgraduate English words still hesitating at abandon, but his ability to toss is full-level human since childhood.

When he was a child, as long as he found a slightly straight wooden stick, there would be no flowers or plants in a radius of ten miles that were as high as his waist; passing dogs would have to be hit twice; if he hung a line, even a tadpole in the pond would not want to survive.

So that night, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze used a motor, gears, chopsticks, and rubber to tinker with a physical clicker, placed it on the bedside table with his phone to brush merit wildly, while he leisurely finished memorizing words, and fell asleep listening to the Great Compassion Mantra.

As a result, he was banned the next day.

"..." Can't afford to play?

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze never thought that this small outsourced app would have an anti-cheat mechanism.

Early the next morning, he went to the Eastern Forest Temple again with indignation... Well, actually, he wanted to pretend to be innocent and try to see if he could unban it.

But when he arrived, it was the familiar long queue again, so he went around the mountain, wanting to see if there were any other doors to walk through.

As a result, walking halfway, the postgraduate group that liked to lurk and had a very righteous name sent a picture of righteous spirit again.

Sending it in broad daylight? Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze subconsciously double-clicked to enlarge it, but it was this greedy glance that made him not pay attention when he turned the corner, his feet stepped on the air, and his eyes went black...

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze stood on the lotus seat and wiped the rain on his face hard.

Judging from the last few frames of his memory, he should have lost his footing and fallen into a well without a cover in the temple.

It's just that it's very strange. When Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze woke up leisurely, he found himself lying on this cold and hard lotus seat under his feet.

His phone and down jacket were all gone. He searched the underground palace and couldn't find them. What replaced them was a strange white Confucian robe.

And a circle of white gauze was wrapped around his forehead, like a forehead band, covering a bump with a not-small injury, which was still aching at the moment.

But fortunately, it was just a bump on the forehead, not on the face.

And he was very familiar with his own face. Although the underground palace was pitch black and he couldn't find a mirror, he touched it roughly and found that it was probably not wrong, unless he was reborn as Hu Ge or Guan Guan Xi.

If there wasn't this ironclad evidence, he would have almost believed the ghost stories of the withered monk and the crane-cape old Daoist.

No longer entangled in the clothes on his body, just hesitated for a moment in the rain, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze continued to throw.

In the middle, he changed direction twice.

Finally!

In the tenth throw, the golden lotus lamp thrown out of the hole was no longer pulled back by him, and the steady resistance was transmitted from the straight rope to the tiger's mouth where Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze's skin was worn.

His face was happy, he wiped his face hard, 'pui pui' spat out the mud water in his mouth, and began to hold the rope tightly and climb up regardless of his image.

The withered monk, the crane-cape old Daoist, and the slender girl behind him were staring at him without blinking.

About ten meters high, someone was like a small earthworm climbing a wall, arching up one by one.

The posture was slightly indecent, which made his old face blush under the eyes of everyone, especially in front of that Hanfu girl.

But his dog life was important, handsome or not, wait until he gets ashore.

Soon, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze climbed up more than half with the rain, and at this time, he only needed to reach out to touch the rock at the well mouth, and his nose suddenly smelled a familiar sandalwood.

Sure enough, it was still in the temple! Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Just at this moment, he suddenly found that the moon blocked by dark clouds above was trembling.

Can the moon also shiver? This was the first three seconds, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze's first reaction in his brain.

But soon, he found it wasn't.

What was trembling... was the whole underground palace, and him.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze was startled, and hurriedly hugged the rope in his arms tightly.

The sound of rain above his head suddenly became louder, and the wind became fiercer. The rain falling from top to bottom became falling obliquely from left to right.

What came from outside was the sound of water. Different from the waves of the tide, in Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze's ears, this sound of water was like a roar of a train from far to near. It seemed to be rushing from the end of the horizon, and everything along the way, flowers, birds, beasts, high mountains, and forests, were swept away, and the whole world trembled for it.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze finally understood the true meaning of the two words 'earth-shaking' and 'world-changing'.

Unfortunately, it was exchanged for his butt hitting the ground hard.

The golden lotus lamp that was thrown out was 'untied' and slid back, and Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze, who was temporarily deaf, fell back to reality again...

Don't know how long it had passed, everything suddenly became noisy and returned to calm.

The rain from left to right returned to falling from top to bottom.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze sat on the cold and hard ground of the underground palace, wet all over.

Beside him on the ground was the broken half of the lotus lamp, and the other half flew to the corner, with various beads and stones scattered all over the ground from it.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze's upper body still maintained the posture of hugging the rope tightly and didn't put it down, looking up at the round hole that looked very much like a manhole cover.

In the place closest to the hole just now, he not only heard the roar of mountain floods and the roar of wild winds, but also vaguely heard... the wailing of many people.

Outside was a flood, at least a mountain flood roaring for hundreds of miles, or even, it could be a flood that destroyed the world like in the "Old Testament".

The weak individual is not worth mentioning in front of this kind of great power... Postgraduate entrance exam is also.

Silent for a long time.

"That, what did you just say?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze, who was looking up, suddenly spoke, without looking back.

Not far behind him, the withered monk with a calm face made the gesture of pointing to the ground with one hand and the sky with the other again.

"Benefactor, this place is the Lotus Pure Land, and above is the Avici Hell!"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiangze wanted to speak but stopped.

Actually, he was asking about the sentence "There are waves drowning mountains and fields... there are evil winds blowing and destroying all things", but, forget it...

A certain materialistic postgraduate student turned his head seriously and asked sincerely: "High monk, what is your surname?"

"..." Withered monk.

"..." Crane-cape old Daoist.

"..." Slender girl. ===== CHAPTER 453 =====