Chapter 606

The cameraman spoke while secretly glancing at Fang Yang.

"Digging up a child's grave, and one who died at the age of nine—it's actually understandable to feel this way."

Although the driver had not followed them on their tasks, he had already gathered a rough idea of their work situation.

"I remember Fang Yang once dug up a grave before, and the child in that grave was only the size of an infant."

"Ah, right, Brother, do you still remember?"

Hearing the driver's words, the cameraman replied affirmatively at once.

It was a grave he had excavated himself, so he certainly knew about it: "I remember the child's grave we dug up back then. The other party lived in an era that favored boys over girls. I felt it was incredibly strange at the time, but you could also see just how much that child had been cherished."

After saying this, Fang Yang did not want to continue, and the cameraman sensed that Fang Yang did not wish to discuss this matter further, so he stopped as well.

Just like that, time ticked away second by second, and the sky gradually grew dim.

Boss Yang's work arrangements had already been given to them.

"So, shall we head to the next city now, or go later?"

The driver looked at Fang Yang and the others through the rearview mirror and asked them what choice they wanted to make.

"Of course we go now. If we get to that city, we won't have to be in such a rush to wake up in the morning; once we arrive at the destination, we'll know exactly what's going on."

"Since it's already been arranged like that, then let's do it."

The sky was even darker than before.

Because they couldn't travel by night on the expressway, they switched to the national highway.

Since the distance was very short, they arrived at the place in two hours.

Early the next morning.

The place Fang Yang and the others went to this time was the residence of an old collector. He mainly hoped that Fang Yang could help him identify a cultural relic; because the relic was extremely precious, he had specifically invited Fang Yang.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yang curiously asked the other party: "What exactly is this very precious cultural relic you mentioned?"

"It is some books from the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism."

"What? The Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism?"

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The cameraman widened his eyes, simply finding it hard to believe.

Seeing the other party's shocked expression, the collector looked somewhat proud. He didn't look at the cameraman, but instead turned his gaze directly to Fang Yang and said to him very seriously: "Fang Yang, I know that things like the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism are highly controversial. It took me over a dozen years to collect these books to a relatively complete state."

"I originally wanted to have the Cultural Relics Bureau take a look at these, but if I give them to them, I won't be able to keep them anymore. After all, they will definitely persuade me to hand these books directly over to the state."

"Of course, I do have that intention, but I still hope these books can stay by my side for a few more years."

That is what the collector said.

Moreover, he had spent a large sum of money to purchase them from abroad, and even from some remote places. Although the trading of cultural relics is strictly prohibited, that is limited to domestic situations.

Besides, isn't it something worth boasting about for a domestic citizen to purchase cultural relics from abroad?

At the very least, it allows those cultural relics left overseas to return to the embrace of the motherland.

No matter the form, it should be a joyous occasion.

"I've just been listening to you talk about it; can you let me take a look first?"

Fang Yang proposed very seriously.

Only then did the collector realize that he hadn't even taken the books out yet, and had just been talking.

He immediately felt very embarrassed: "I am truly sorry, I will have someone bring them down immediately."

After saying this, he felt something was off, so he quickly corrected himself: "No, you should just follow me over. Precious things are always worrying when moved around too much."

Hearing the collector's words, Fang Yang and the cameraman nodded slightly.

Immediately, they followed behind the collector and walked toward a room that looked very beautiful.

As the door was pushed open, they looked past the collector's back and smelled a faint scent of sandalwood.

Upon entering, they saw new and old books placed inside individual glass cabinets.

"Are these the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism books you want me to look at?"

Fang Yang did not rashly walk over, but first asked the collector.

The collector nodded vigorously.

"That's right, these are the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism books I want to show you. Fang Yang, you can take a look at the content inside, as well as the paper, and..."

The collector spoke incessantly as he said these things.

It was no wonder he was like this.

Anyone who loves collecting would be in this state if they had such a collection.

After all, these are ancient books with written records.

And any cultural relic of this type has significant research value.

"Although I spent a lot of money, I think it's very worth it to be able to obtain them."

If these books could be verified, he would show them off directly afterward.

Although he had already shown them off many times before.

The collector couldn't help but think this in his heart, and when his gaze swept toward the camera, the corners of his mouth curled up into a very wide arc.

In fact, he was showing off right now.

And he was showing off in front of the entire nation.

"Can I hold them in my hands to take a look?"

Fang Yang stood in place for a while before asking the other party.

"Of course you can."

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The collector had specifically invited Fang Yang over; if he didn't take a look, the subsequent process wouldn't be easy to continue.

With the collector's consent, Fang Yang walked past him, opened the glass window, and flipped open a page, being extremely careful throughout the process.

"Brother, what is written on this? I find I can't really understand it."

The cameraman muttered from the side, unable to help but frown: "I don't know much about the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism, but I've heard a little, and I always feel it's a bit ominous."

"It is a bit ominous, but you must know that regardless of what the content inside is, or where it came from, it has research value for us in the contemporary era."

Regarding the cameraman's words, Fang Yang only said this much.

Upon hearing this, the cameraman also felt that what Fang Yang said actually made a lot of sense.

"Brother, you're right. When other cultural relics come out of graves, especially those gold, silver, and jewelry, I feel they are valuable. But when this stuff comes out, I actually can't stand it in my heart."

Comparing his change in mindset between the previously excavated relics and the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism books he was seeing now, the cameraman didn't even understand himself. He stammered for a while before slowly opening his mouth to say: "Maybe it's because there are many bad things said about the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism, which is why I'm like this."

Although he said that, the cameraman's tone remained uneasy. In fact, he felt that the reason he gave didn't hold water at all, but he didn't delve deeper into the matter.

The cameraman thought and thought, but found he couldn't figure out his own mindset.

Since he really couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it and focused his gaze more intently on Fang Yang observing the Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism books.

Fang Yang had long been immersed in his own thoughts and didn't pay any attention to how complex the cameraman's mood was.

"It is actually understandable that everyone has a negative view of these Esoteric School of Tibetan Buddhism books."

"Because some of the things inside and some of the things they did were indeed very terrifying."

"This can be seen from some of the ritual implements."

"Such as some of the Kapala, human skin Thangkas, leg bone flutes, and flesh lotuses."

"These all used the bones of living people, and some were even made from human flesh and human skin—very bizarre items."

"To us ordinary people, these are very terrifying, but in the Tibetan Esoteric School, they are very sacred ritual implements."

"From the dual cultivation of the Joyous Buddha to the worship of evil gods."

"..."

At this point, Fang Yang paused, and then said to the people in the live broadcast room: "It seems everyone is very interested in this, and some people don't even understand what it's all about, so let's talk about these in detail now."

"You must know that the Buddha statues worshipped in our temples in the past were all kind-hearted and serene, capable of bringing people a sense of peace."

"But in the Tibetan Esoteric School, they are either fierce and evil, or they are statues of Wisdom Kings with three heads and six arms."

"The demons are statues of seductive and enchanting Taras."

"In the old Tibetan Esoteric School, most of these gods and Buddhas were actually not Buddhist gods; they contained a large number of Hindu and Bon demons."

"In their interpretation, as long as it could conform to Buddhist law, they could be directly incorporated into the system of Esoteric Buddhas."

"And the nature of the demons did not need to be changed."

"Because the more fierce and vicious the demon god, the more useful it was to the Lamas."

"The Tibetan Esoteric School loved summoning gods the most."