Big zen secret

"Ah? Getting late, and I want to go back. Tu old today, and Mr. Small Talk. Mr. Little should be a scholar can be trusted, Tu old books in order to let him."

Looked up, she enjoyed and looked at the sky, suddenly stood up, a jump, people go to the thirty steps away, a few caught, it disappeared in the mountain forests.

Even said she enjoyed stay away, not the slightest bit of procrastination, neat and tidy.

"A Touch of Zen Sword Zhennai also." Hung Yi stature she enjoyed watching action, mouth praise, but then this woman more and more curious about the identity of the mysterious.

"Sir, or visit the library and I am now." James seems to looking for the old show off their collections, talk about two or three words immediately after the flood prone to cave into your tour of his collection of books.

A cave south of the valley, apparently where they live fox, cave was big and wide, a full radius of five or six hundred paces, there are five or six high-high, went after, like a temple, do not feel binding.

Cave chiseled rock walls there are many small holes, a hole, lit the lamp one by one, this oil does not know what the oil, with the shares of fragrance, but did not smoke. Very bright light, the fire is not shaking.

The caves are all surrounded by wooden shelves, the shelves are placed a volume of books, all kinds, a large one, there are small, there are manuscripts, copies of stone, a wood block, paper quality is also diverse, including bamboo paper, Tan paper, silk books, scrolls, books and even the Iron Dan!

Four walls, dozens of big shelves, the sides of the corner, the paper has also stacked with numerous yellow book. The ancient books are incomplete, there is Scripture.

The sarcophagus over the book, a conservative estimate, is also a full one hundred thousand much.

So many books, is to force collection of books known Swinhoe House, "Lang Huan House" can compare. Hung Yi only in small, mother is still time, been armed Swinhoe House, "Lang Huan Book Store", which surprised when the books as much when, but later his mother died, to no longer qualified to go.

And Hung Yi normal reading, she saved money to buy generally, the second is around borrowed borrowed to copy.

But a good book, there can be no Shupu being graphic, it is difficult to borrow through. Now look at first glance to see so many books, his face suddenly seemed to reveal a look into the treasury. Litter of foxes have forgotten why so many books.

"Tripitaka? Flower Adornment Sutra? Reborn through? How most of them are Buddhist?" Hung Yi went in front of a big bookshelf and pulls out a book, turn to, is a Buddhist scripture, woodcut printing, behind There are ancient seal of the "Great Temple." Is an ancient, sold Shupu into their potential value.

Has turned a few of this, the book behind, also inscribed "Great Temple" of the seal.

"This is a great temple of books." Hung Yi said: "And these books, histories, sets, texts, and so on and so put together, there is no one category, I'm afraid not easy to find time to read."

"This, in fact, know not a lot of old and useless, for the books category, do not quite understand." Painted on the old fur slightly see red, it seems a bit embarrassed.

In fact, the words were fairly easy to flood light, and generally scholarly family collection of rich families, are classified careful and methodical.

And this stone chamber inside the book, but it is a mess, just like a big upstart, rich, and want to decorate their homes scholarly family in favor of money to buy many books, casually placed.

"In fact, these books are great Temple was then destroy Plains, breaking the Temple, we brought out from inside the temple." Painted old exclaimed: "a big huge temple, thousands of monks, every autumn, to the countryside Cuizu child monk, there a thousand. one level of the hall, Happy Valley, incense, light a long night of endless night and day *** are brightly lit. but was defeated army, magnificent temples, burned, to uncover a treasure to be empty. hey, success or failure of the rise and fall, it is a dream. "

"Happy Valley, incense .... ... You are the original painted the old temple from the Central Plains Great Western Hills to move to the capital of jade." Hung Yi finally understand the origins of these foxes.

Great Plains Monastery, located in the middle of the big dynasty, is a thousand years old temple, peak to the extreme, many books which have been documented in this magnificent temple, the temple is said, one level of the hall, every morning , burn incense to the Buddha Buddha's monk, to ride to run over. So have a Happy Valley Point, Hong said.

At the same time, the temple is sacred martial arts, practice the Holy Land, Holy Land is wealth.

Buddhist do not pay taxes, their land and great, incense is flourishing, the Millennium accumulation, extremely wealthy.

Unfortunately, two decades ago, because the big temple to contact former remnant of rebellion, was force to settle, the Millennium Temple burned.

The temple is said to thousands of accumulation of wealth looted after making an unprecedented financial firm big dynasty.

These things, in which many scholars have written the notes. Hung Yi'd know that very clearly.

"Is certainly a large group of foxes living near the Fox family temple. After all, and not killing, living together is pretty safe, but also to learn a lot. But, after all, the fox is a fox, although there are intelligent, well versed in truth, know practice, but not as human beings. "

At this point, Hung Yi heart of the Fox family have a clear understanding of the monsters.

"Mr. can not know a category for my order? This sit library, is my family treasure of pure fox, and so be able to read the little fox, after the text, you can come to study, and can be considered scholarly family, I Fox Family book in this room alone, at least not life unexamined, the beast will only nascent. "