Chapter 31: The space monster is coming, where is Ultraman?
As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, and only a small patch of sky on the edge of the western horizon became more and more dazzling.
It was a magnificent and brilliant sunset, as thick as fire and as strong as blood.
It pulled out chains of light in the clouds around the setting sun, giving it to the tropical forest surrounding Bodh Gaya, the Buddhist holy land, as well as the rivers, bridges, villages and The rice fields are all covered with a dreamy brilliance However, even though the tired birds on the treetops have all chirped back to their nests, before darkness truly falls, the lights in the world are already connected.
The street market in Bodhiya is still bustling with people wearing masks or makeup to participate in religious processions.
And at the altar venue where the Bodh Gaya Blessing Ceremony is held, the most exciting show has just begun.
The altar where the ceremony will be held this time is set up in the Mahabodhi Temple, Bodhgaya's most historic landmark and listed as a World Cultural Heritage.
It is said that this temple has a history of more than 1,800 years.
Some people say that it may have an even longer history and was built by King Asoka.
Due to the passage of time and the baptism of war, the entire Daputi Temple was buried in the earth.
It was later excavated and renovated in the 19th century, and finally became what it is today.
The main part of Daputi Temple is in the shape of a square platform, which is gradually reduced from the base to the upper end.
On top of it is a copper conical spire, which is more than 50 meters high and very majestic.
On the arch in front of the temple, there are carvings of lions, deer, cows, elephants and other animal patterns.
The workmanship is fine and the images are extremely vivid and lifelike.
In the courtyard outside the temple, there are many small pagodas built by donors in the past, as well as many relic pagodas of monks.
When he was in China, Wang Qiu also saw many famous mountain and ancient temples, including Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou and Dengfeng Temple.
Shaolin Temple.
But none of them are as grand and majestic as the huge stone building complex of the Mahabodhi Temple in front of you.
Moreover, unlike the Egyptian pyramids, which are only piles of rough stones, these Indian Buddhist megalithic buildings are all exquisitely carved, with reliefs and patterns everywhere, and even wrapped in gold and silver foil.
They are really extravagant and gorgeous.
The smell of wealth.
On the altar against the west wall of the temple, there is a shining gilded statue of Sakyamuni.
The Buddha statue is backed by a leafy bodhi tree surrounded by stone railings.
It is the same tree where Prince Siddhartha attained enlightenment and became a Buddha.
There are always many pilgrims walking under the tree, actually picking up leaves: devout Buddhists believe that the leaves that fell from the bodhi tree where the Buddha attained enlightenment have magical powers, and getting one can ensure peace.
According to the rules of the Daputi Temple, the leaves of this "sacred tree" cannot be picked, and you can only wait for it to fall.
However, India has summer all year round, and Bodh Gaya is located in the windless zone of the valley, so you have to wait until the leaves fall.
It is easy, so anyone who can pick up the fallen leaves of this tree is a treasure.
At this moment, under the bodhi tree where the legendary Buddha attained enlightenment, a magnificent altar has been arranged.
A dazzling array of candles were lit.
There are hundreds of bronze incense burners burning a large amount of precious spices, and wisps of elegant smoke rise.
When night fell, above the altar set up next to the Bodhi tree, the colored lights and spotlights on several giant light stands were lit up one after another, illuminating a radius of several hundred meters as bright as day.
Under the lights, there were crowds of people, except for special ones.
Apart from the VIP seats on the high platform, there was almost no place to sit.
After a while, amid the cheers and applause of countless spectators, the lead singer and musicians responsible for chanting sutras took their places one after another.
The melodious singing came from the loudspeaker.
The young monks lined up on stage and chanted along with the music.
The preacher sang and clapped his hands, and the believers also responded with solemn and solemn expressions.
As long as you are exposed to the scene, even those who do not originally believe in Buddhism will involuntarily enter that pious state.
Different from the Chinese monks who meditated and chanted sutras on futons, these Indian monks lined up in a row facing the sacred Bodhi tree, accompanied by music and drums.
They all looked upright, respectful, and dressed in gorgeous clothes.
They hold burning incense, conches, copper bells, dharma lamps, peacock feathers, yak tails and other ritual objects in their robes, and dance to the music in the four directions of east, west, north and south.
During this period, they also throw holy water and flower petals to the onlookers from time to time.
When the ceremony reaches its peak, everyone at the scene will stand up, wave their arms excitedly, and loudly praise the gods and Buddhas.
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Floating melodiously in the sky above Bodh Gaya, the Buddhist holy land.
However, while the Indians, Buddhists and tourists from all over the world were watching in fascination, Levi couldn't help but shake his head.
"This is such a luxury.
The spices and sesame oils burned during the ceremony can probably be calculated in tons."
He looked around at the splendid decorations, the gorgeous carvings, and the gold and silver decorations everywhere.
He couldn't help but muttered, "In a poor place like Bihar, the Buddhist temples are made so magnificent.
The monks They are all fat and big-eared, and they spend huge sums of money on holding festivals.
They are simply squeezing and exploiting the people's fat and anointed people.
How can they have the slightest intention of practicing Buddhism?"
"Qingxiu, hehe, just listen to this.
From ancient times to the present, not many monks, both at home and abroad, would take it seriously."
Wang Qiu sneered, "Religion has been the most profitable business since ancient times.
As long as you can cheat with your words, you can make a lot of money.
Buddhism is no exception.
I have read some Buddhist stories recently and found that when Buddhism flourished in Tianzhu in the past, ordinary people That When some eminent monks set up altars to preach sutras, laypeople needed gold beads and sesame oil to worship them.
Some kings even paved the floor with gold bricks to invite eminent monks.
When those saints died and their relics were burned, anyone who got a grain of them would It is necessary to build a pagoda with seven ivory treasures In order to store it, one has to offer property year after year, which is called an offering; in India and China, some ignorant kings who believed deeply in Buddhism actually sacrificed their lives to enter Buddhism, and each time they had to spend a lot of money to redeem themselves.
There is no trace of such monks.
Son The shadow of poverty and happiness is nothing but insatiable greed, right?
When China promoted the extermination of Buddhism in the past dynasties, countless gold, silver, silk, and silk were not confiscated.
These words can only be used to deceive the ignorant people or the monks themselves.
Of course, I am not accusing Buddhism of being too bad.
As the saying goes, all the gods in the world are as bad as the Catholic Church in Europe.
Doesn’t it ask believers to live in poverty while building churches more gorgeous than palaces?
Other religions are the same in this regard.
It’s almost the same, no one can laugh at anyone.”
"But, since they can obviously get so much money and spend it all night on vain prayers to gods and Buddhas, why don't they use it to improve the city's sanitary conditions, add more doctors, medicines and equipment to public hospitals, or Distributing some cold medicine to the poor."
Female school doctor Shizuka Marikawa commented from a professional perspective, "I have seen with my own eyes that many poor Indian patients are likely to recover as long as someone is willing to give them some basic cold medicine and antipyretic medicine.
But the result is that He was dragged to death without any treatment or medicine."
"Hey, India is the largest democratic country in the world.
This is the best choice to obey public opinion."
Wang Qiu shrugged.
"I don't understand at all what this has to do with the democratic system."
Teacher Shizuka Marikawa puffed up her cheeks and asked with a frown.
"Uh, this, I remember, in the British drama "The Minister", the protagonist Sir Humphrey once had a famous line, to the effect that in a true democratic country, people should have the right to freely choose to be stupid, even if it is stupid.
They are stupid.
Since the Indian people choose to be superstitious about gods and distrust science, and think that incense and talisman water are more trustworthy than aspirin, and burning incense and chanting sutras are more effective than taking injections and medicines, then a responsible democratic government should fully respect the people's choices.
Rather than forcefully arranging their lives based on science.”
Wang Qiu curled his lips and replied, "Right now, there are many democracy fighters in the country posting online, praising the Indian government's inaction during the epidemic, believing that this is the ultimate expression of respect for human rights in a democratic and free country."
When the moon reached its zenith, the grand ceremony to ward off disasters and pray for blessings in the Mahabodhi Temple finally came to an end.
The melodious music gradually stopped, the lights were extinguished one after another, and the monks stepped off the altar one after another.
Some unsatisfied believers gathered around the Bodhi tree where the Buddha attained enlightenment, clasped their hands in prayer, and then left each other.
Others spent money to buy a small lantern from a vendor, made a wish and put it into a nearby river.
They prayed silently and followed the lantern representing their wishes with their eyes, drifting along the current to the sacred Ganges River in the distance.
Finally leading to the most beautiful ideal paradise in their hearts Immediately afterwards, just as Wang Qiu followed the trend and bought two small lanterns and prepared to put them into the river with Marikawa Shizuka, an ominous alert sound suddenly came from his ears, and the night sky above his head suddenly changed.
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It became brighter.
He looked up in surprise and found that the entire sky seemed to be burning, and was a blazing red.
If it was a fire cloud in the evening, it would be normal, but it was late at night now.
At the same time, there were gasps and exclamations one after another around him.
The next moment, an even more ridiculous scene appeared.
In the center of the sky that was dyed crimson by the unknown bright light, a small black spot appeared and fell rapidly towards the ground, becoming bigger and bigger in people's field of vision.
Suddenly, there was panic on the crowded Bodhgaya ground.
Shouts in various languages were intertwined in a mess.
Cries, shouts, car horns, sirens, and wails came and went.
Those guys on the ground who were still watching the fun and taking videos suddenly exploded when they noticed something falling from the sky.
They screamed and ran away, pushing each other to escape.
In less than a minute, Within a short time, it caused at least dozens of stampede casualties.
On the other side, Wang Qiu and others stood there, staring blankly at the growing black shadow in the red sky, in a daze.
"Oh, could this be another supernatural disaster caused by you?
Xiao Qiuqiu is really a disaster star."
Teacher Marikawa Shizuka, who was slow to react, blinked very cutely, stared at the huge unknown object falling in the sky with the light of fire, and muttered in a very cute tone, "This is some kind of meteorite falling into the sky and the earth colliding."
"No, the book of time travel shows that it is the space monster in the Japanese tokusatsu film, the giant tyrannosaurus Godzilla is coming."
Wang Qiu, with an embarrassed and broken expression on his face, held the Book of Time Travel he had just taken out and opened and replied, "According to Toho's setting in the special photo film, the height of this Godzilla is It's fifty meters long and weighs twenty thousand tons.
It's really an exaggeratedly huge beast.
Oh, damn, Godzilla, the space monster, has escaped, and Ultraman is here to save the earth."
It is very regrettable that until Godzilla, the towering cosmic monster like a hill, finally landed with a crash, the Ultraman who was supposed to save the world did not appear.
With the landing of the cosmic monster, the ground under everyone's feet began to violently The ground shook, and everyone seemed to be standing on a small boat in the wind and waves.
They were bumping around, and they didn't even react in time.
They slipped and fell to the ground and rolled into a pile with others.
All kinds of reinforced concrete, brick, and wooden buildings began to jump and twist in an instant.
It was truly a hellish scene.
Even the ancient Buddhist temple built with countless heavy boulders seemed to be built with building blocks.
There were violent crashing sounds, which made people change their expressions in shock and even couldn't help but scream.
The small river next to the Buddhist temple seemed to have become an overturned bathtub.
The turbid river water instantly splashed more than 20 meters high, carrying water plants, small fish and the lanterns that had just been put down, rushing towards the unavoidable water.
People were smashed on their heads Before the shaking earth had completely returned to complete calm, Mr.
Chandra Shukla, who invited Wang Qiu and the others to watch the festival, stood up staggeringly, turned his head and looked towards the place where the space monster Godzilla landed, and suddenly Through the billowing smoke and dust, I saw in despair that there Next to Godzilla, a space monster that looks like an extra-large, squat version of a bipedal dinosaur, the Golden Lotus Hotel where they lived before was shaking violently with huge cracks, and was then cut off like a matchstick.
The two sections collapsed in an instant and turned into rubble.
Seeing such a scene, Mr.
Chandra Shukla couldn't help but his knees weakened, fell to the ground, hugged his head and cried without caring.
Looking at Mr.
Chandra who was crying bitterly, Wang Qiu couldn't help but sigh with pity.
Before the outbreak of the "Indian Flu", Mr.
Chandra had just returned to his hometown to make an investment and bought the house.
All the 50 shares in the hotel were wiped out.
However, now that we are in such a doomsday situation, there is no time to worry about external things such as money.
Therefore, Mr.
Chandra, you should be more open-minded and follow us to find a place to take refuge.
In short, in line with Lei Feng's spirit of being a good man who will fight to the end, Wang Qiu rushed over and helped Mr.
Chandra up, dragging him staggering away and running away, while Marikawa Shizuka and Li Wei quickly followed behind, running away together.
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