When he entered the door, Han Shuyan took the sword to play with himself, and he couldn't put it down.
Xiao Ying opened the oily skin package and saw that there was a book in it, and there was another small package in the rest. He loved books since he was a child, so he picked up the book to look through it, and saw that the cover of the book was outdated. It seems vaguely that the words "Nirvana" were written on it.
He knew the story of the phoenix's nirvana and rebirth from the ashes, and while looking through it, he recalled this allusion.
According to legend, the phoenix is the messenger of happiness in the world. Every five hundred years, it will bear all the unhappiness, hatred and grievances accumulated in the world. It will plunge into the raging fire, and exchange life and beauty for the world. Peace and happiness.
After the physical body undergoes great pain and reincarnation, they can regenerate a better body. After rebirth, its feathers are more abundant, its sound is clearer, and its spirit is more marrow.
The Buddhist scriptures also mention a super bird named Jialou Luo. It has Nirvana once in five hundred years. Its cry is the music of the fairy world. It eats a hundred dragons and a thousand serpents every day.
Nirvana in Buddhist teachings means death, death, death, happiness, inaction, non-birth, liberation, and cessation, and it is a metaphor for the highest ideal state to be achieved in practice.
Xiao Ying thought to herself, this "Truth of Nirvana" is mostly related to the story of the phoenix nirvana.
Turning to the page, it says: "There are boundless dharmas, so Bodhi is boundless. To know the way of Nirvana is a wonderful deed. The result of a wonderful deed is the first thing, but things are not different from me. I am not a foreign body. My Xuanhui, belongs to Wuji, advances first, and retreats, how can it allow the end to begin in the middle..."
Except for the more text on the first page, there are some nude paintings of monks in the back. The various poses are complicated and changeable, and there are notes below each painting.
Li Wan'er saw that the book was full of naked monks, her face was flushed, she turned her back, and never dared to read it again.
When Xiao Ying threw the book on the bed, and then went to open another small package in it, she couldn't help feeling startled. I saw a painting inside with a stunning beauty, also naked.
Although he was young, he was blushing when he saw the naked beauty above, and immediately closed his eyes and stopped looking.
But then I thought about it, now that I have seen it, I have to figure out why this painting was kept in the tomb
I opened my eyes and looked again, and I saw the words "the picture of the imperial concubine bathing" written in the upper right corner of the painting. In the upper left corner is a poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet of the dynasty. The poem says: "Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng, Liugong has no color. Spring cold bathes Huaqing Pool, hot spring water slides and gels. The waiter lifts up her weakness and becomes new. In Cheng Enze, the flowers on the temples of the clouds are swayed, and the lotus tents are warm for the spring night."
He thought to himself: "The imperial concubine above refers to the concubine Yang Yuhuan of Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty. This Yang Yuhuan is really as beautiful as recorded in the poems, Shen Yu Luo Yan, closed moon shame flower. But mother is also a big beauty, can be with this painting The imperial concubines in Shanghai are the same. It's just that she doesn't like a good name, she retreats from the world, and she doesn't chant it for the world."
Seeing Xiao Ying concentrating on her thoughts, Li Wan'er stepped forward and asked softly, "Brother Xiao Ying, what are you thinking about? Hehe! Wow, this woman is so beautiful on the painting, who is it? You are young, and you like to watch it.** ******, you are ashamed or ashamed, hehe." He pulled his cheeks with both hands and made a face.
Xiao Ying knew that Li Wan'er was joking with herself, but she was also blushing and embarrassed.
After a few days of getting along, Xiao Ying and her have gradually become acquainted with each other. She has a lively nature and loves to laugh, and her heart is pure and optimistic, which relieves Xiao Ying a lot of worries.
Xiao Ying put away the painting, wrapped it up carefully, with a little shame, and said: "Wan'er, the woman in this painting is the first beauty in this dynasty, Concubine Yang, you must grow up to be as beautiful as her. ."
Li Wan'er smiled and groaned: "People say that I would rather be a troubled hero than a troubled beauty. I'd better be a troubled hero, hehe."
Xiao Ying said, "Even if you are a hero, you are also a heroic beauty."
Li Wan'er said: "Well, you are a hero, and I am a beauty. Since ancient times, a beauty has been a hero. When I grow up, I want to marry a great hero. Do you want me?"
Xiao Ying was about to answer, and Han Shuyan said with a blank eye: "What heroic beauty, marry or not, the little girl is only a few years old, and she is not ashamed to speak. It would be good for the three of us to grow up alive. Golden Phoenix, a great hero came out of a remote country, who would believe it?"
Li Wan'er lifted her small mouth and said displeased: "People just talk about it, think about it, don't this work? People are poor and short-minded, it's always okay to dream, right? Brother Xiao Ying?" , Walked to the bed with an aura, and wanted to go to sleep.
Han Shuyan laughed repeatedly: "Wan'er, I said the wrong thing, don't be angry."
Li Wan'er's little mouth fluttered again, but she ignored him and went to sleep by herself.
After self-rescuing the wounded Taoist aunt, Li Waner slept on the bed where Han Shuyan slept before, while Xiao Ying and Han Shuyan slept on the ground in their clothes.
Han Shuyan asked for something boring, slightly displeased, and turned his head and said, "Xiao Ying, we divided the three things, I want this sword." As he said, he went to look at the sword beside him, but felt this mouth. Under the candlelight, the sword became more brilliant and cold, and his face couldn't help showing joy.
After a while, he said again: "The other two things, you should share with Wan'er!" Li Wan'er hid his face and overheared, then suddenly opened the bed and groaned: "I want that sword!"
Xiao Ying said hurriedly, "Wan'er, which book or painting do you want? That sword is too heavy, so you can't move it."
Li Wan'er said: "I don't like paintings and calligraphy, so let's give it to you."
Seeing that the two did not like painting and calligraphy, Xiao Ying thought: "Since it is an ancient burial thing, it must be regarded as extremely important and needs to be kept well. If you can meet a friend of this painting and calligraphy, it will be given to him." Wrap it and put it in your arms.
Then he took out from his arms a half-finger-length, little finger-thin thing, and said: "Wan'er, you don't like painting and calligraphy, give this to you."
When Li Wan'er squinted at the thing, seeing that it was small and ugly, and it didn't look like something funny, she still lowered her eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying pressed the top of the thing, and the original round bar opened with a chuckle, turning into a colorful and dazzling butterfly. The butterfly was flapping its wings slightly, and it was about to fly vividly.
Li Wan'er yelled repeatedly, and smiled and said: "I like it!" Before he finished speaking, Butterfly was snatched in his hand and played, and his face was full of joy.
This butterfly is not simple. It is made of pure gold. It is very vivid, craftsmanship is meticulous, imitation is vivid, and it is rare in the world. It is called "Purple Gold Butterfly". If it is not for the rich, it is easy to get it.
It was originally bought by Xiao Ying's parents as a token of affection for his son to get married. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying's young man's character, likes strange things, was secretly used by him to play, Xiao Ziyi and Lin Ruosu knew about it, and didn't ask much. Anyway, the rich and the rich and the rare treasures are also at your fingertips.
Now the most valuable thing in Xiao Ying’s body is this butterfly. He didn’t know that this butterfly was a thing of love, but sincerely, he regarded Li Wan'er as the closest person to him. He used his favorite things to make her happy. , Is also a matter of course.