"What does this smell like?"

Guan Yun sniffed as soon as he stepped into Lingyin Village.

Sisters Tang Yan and Tang Que said in unison: "The smell of sandalwood."

Chen Yang had discovered this a long time ago.

The whole Lingyin Village is filled with the faint fragrance of sandalwood, just like the Dragon King Temple at night.

After burning sandalwood all day during the day, at night the fire in it dissipates, and the fragrance of cold incense settles.

Not as strong, but more meaningful.

It's just that in Lingyin Village, there aren't that many people worshiping the Dragon King devoutly. Where can the strong incense come from?

With doubts, Chen Yang looked around Lingyin Village.

They stopped at the place where they had just entered the village, and everyone was doing the same thing as Chen Yang.

It's very weird here, so don't be careful.

The first thing Chen Yang saw were flowers.

"This is......"

Chen Yang looked a little strange.

There are open spaces on the left and right sides of the houses in the village. Unlike ordinary villages, some edamame, peanuts and the like are planted to avoid wasting the fragmented ridges and land.

They plant flowers.

There are often clusters on the left and right.

One bush is red and one bush is white.

The red ones have flowers but no leaves, the petals are like silk, open like claws, and are so red that they are eerie;

The huge white flowers hang upside down, and the flower shape looks like a big trumpet.

"Manzhu Shahua."

"Datura flowers!"

Chen Yang's expression changed little by little and he muttered to himself.

He recognized these two famous flowers.

"Hey, isn't it the dragon's claw flower and the morning glory flower?"

Guan Yun looked surprised and glanced at the Tang sisters, not very faulty.

He is a grown man and has never been interested in gardening with flowers in the backyard. He thought he had remembered it wrong.

He was greeted by the two sisters nodding like chickens pecking at rice.

Aren't these the dragon's claw flower and the morning glory flower?

They looked at Chen Yang with doubts in their eyes, wondering if this young man from the Qiao family didn't know these two kinds of flowers and was pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?

Guan Yun asked in surprise: "Sir, is it possible that Manzhushahua and Datura flowers are the names of these two flowers among the nobles in the capital?"

Chen Yang ignored him and just continued to mutter: "The Buddha has finished speaking this sutra. He sat in the lotus position and entered the samadhi of immeasurable meaning. His body and mind were motionless. At that time, the sky rained mandala flowers and maha mandala flowers.

, Manzhu Shahua, Maha Manzhu Shahua.

And dispersed them to the Buddha and to all the people.

The world of Pufo, six kinds of vibrations."

This is the original text in the Lotus Sutra, which mentions the four kinds of flowers (flowers) in Buddhism. The so-called flowers falling from the sky refer to them.

Manzhushahua and Datura flowers are two of them, also known as the other side flower.

In Lingyin Village, Bianhua flowers are planted everywhere.

"That's interesting."

Chen Yang shook his head, shook other things out, smiled and said to Guan Yun: "It's nothing, I just think these two kinds of flowers are a bit interesting."

Guan Yun was doubtful, but he and his two men put aside Chen Yang's nonsense.

Although I have never heard of that passage and cannot find its source, it has its own charm and cannot be made up temporarily.

A group of four people, each with their own thoughts, walked into the village.

While Chen Yang was looking around, he suddenly realized what he had missed before.

There is no more Buddha in this world.

In the wilderness, there still seem to be dilapidated temples;

In the prosperous world, the legend of Buddha no longer exists.
Chapter completed!