After pinching the hollow Buddhist beads, Wang Guan was naturally a little surprised to find that there was still a Buddhist bead inside. At the same time, he suddenly smelled a light fragrance that could not be described in words.

The fragrance seems to appear suddenly, looming, as if it is present or not. It is very light and light. It should be easy for people to ignore it, but it makes people clearly feel the existence of fragrance.

However, when Wang Guanyi moved his nose and wanted to find the source of the fragrance, he was surprised to find that the fragrance seemed to be everywhere, but there was no specific source, which made him feel very strange.

Tickling his head, Wang Guan turned around and asked, "Baye, have you used fragrant wood powder?"

"No." Baye said blankly: "Didn't the thing be placed on the table? No one moved..."

"Well?"

At the right time, Wang Guan was a little puzzled: "Where does the fragrance come from?"

While speaking, Wang Guan's first reaction was to look down at the very ancient and simple Buddhist beads, and he guessed in his heart that the fragrance might be emitted from the beads.

However, before he could confirm, Baye said in surprise: "What fragrance?"

"What?"

In an instant, Wang Guan said in surprise: "The fragrance is a bit light, but it should be able to smell it."

"Is there any?" Baye's eyebrows slightly frowned, and after breathing hard, he shook his head in confusion: "Why didn't I smell it? Could it be that there was something wrong with my sense of smell?"

"I didn't smell any scent either."

At the same time, Mr. Qian shook his head gently and said, "Wang Guan, what fragrance are you talking about?"

"That's..." Wang Guan was entangled for a long time and searched for the dry intestines: "It's just a faint, a bit like a natural and fresh fragrance of flowers. It smells so good anyway. I can't say what the specific fragrance is."

When Wang Guan explained, Mr. Qian and Bai Ye had a very strange expression because they could not feel the fragrance that Wang Guan mentioned at all. Even when Grandma Lu came in, she shook her head and said that she had no smell of the fragrance.

At this time, Wang Guan was stunned and began to shake. It would be fine if others were not, but they might unite to tease him, but Mr. Qian and others would not coax themselves for no reason.

"Can it be that my olfactory system is abnormal?" Wang Guan was also a little nervous because at this time he could still smell the elegant fragrance very clearly.

"By the way, Buddhist beads."

In a panic, Wang Guan immediately thought of the bead in his hand. After all, this abnormal situation only started after he pinched the Buddhist beads, so after he calmed down, he immediately approached the ancient bead and sniffed it.

“Huh?”

However, at this moment, Wang Guan was surprised to find that the ancient beads had no smell at all, and there was no slight fragrance. But I don’t know if it was his illusion. Anyway, the beads had no smell, but the fragrance around seemed to be a little richer.

After asking Mr. Qian and others again, and confirming that they still hadn't smelled the fragrance, Wang Guan felt a slight chill in his spine, making his face even more unnatural.

"Don't panic."

At this moment, Mr. Qian suddenly reached out and said, "Give me the Buddhist beads."

Wang Guan was stunned, but hesitated a little, afraid that there would be something unclean about the Buddhist beads. Just forget it if you get infected with it. If it is passed on to Mr. Qian, it would be a very evil crime.

Of course, the so-called unclean things may not be the mysterious existences like monsters and monsters that everyone imagines. They are very likely to be some microorganisms. According to scientific research, some people who dig ancient tombs often die for no reason. Some people say that this is a curse, but in fact it is a cause of microorganisms.

Wang Guan is now worried about whether Gupu Zhuzi has such microorganisms. For the sake of his own safety and the safety of others, he has considered going to the hospital for a thorough disinfection later...

"Don't think about it, things aren't that scary."

Mr. Qian was experienced and saw Wang Guan’s thoughts. He immediately laughed and said, “It’s just a bead. Can it be more amazing? Show it to me.”

At the right time, Wang Guan calmed down. The beads were small in size. Even if they contained some microorganisms, they probably had evaporated at this time and there was no danger.

Thinking of this, Wang Guan repeatedly checked the beads and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, then handed them to Mr. Qian. But then again, during the inspection, Wang Guan couldn't figure out what material the beads were. The only thing that is certain is that it should be something natural jade.

Just as Wang Guan was pondering, Mr. Qian suddenly asked, "Can you still smell the fragrance now?"

"Um?"

Under Mr. Qian's reminder, Wang Guan immediately realized that the fragrance that appeared inexplicably suddenly disappeared inexplicably. There was no trace at all, as if everything was just his illusion.

"What's going on?" Wang Guan's face was filled with shock and confusion: "Can it be my hallucination?"

"It's an illusion, not an illusion."

At this moment, Mr. Qian chuckled: "Because it's my turn to smell the fragrance now."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, especially Grandma Lu, who looked at Mr. Qian with concern and was a little worried.

"It's okay, it should be said that this is a good thing." Mr. Qian smiled slightly, signaling everyone not to worry, and then sighed: "Wang Guan, your luck is really... Forget it, let's not talk about it. Master Banshan is right, you really have a fate with the Buddha."

While speaking, Mr. Qian also pinched open the other eight hollow Buddhist beads, and saw that among the Buddhist beads, there were eight equally dull and simple beads hidden.

Mr. Qian gently stroked the beads, looking very enjoyable, and asked with a smile: "Do you know what I feel now?"

"What does it feel?" Everyone shook their heads and was very curious again.

"The fragrance of rain is like Sumeru, and the fragrance is like a wheel!" Qian Lao described: "The misty fragrance is everywhere, and it is faintly visible around. I want to search carefully, but there is no trace, but I can clearly feel its existence."

"Yes, that's the feeling." Wang Guan nodded repeatedly, and inevitably said worriedly: "Old Qian, Zhuzi seems to have a problem, so let's put it aside first."

"Really or not?" Grandma Lu's face was full of doubt: "What fragrance? I'm right next to me, why can't I smell it?"

"Don't worry about yours. Didn't I say that, this is a good thing."

Mr. Qian shook his head slightly and smiled and said, "This is the fragrance of Sumeru. According to Buddhism, only the most devout believers can feel this fragrance. Otherwise, even if they are close, they are better than the end of the world and they can't smell anything."

"Summer Incense?" Wang Guan was very surprised: "...Why is this happening?"

It sounds mysterious, a bit like idealism, but it is a fact. Wang Guan can't understand the principles, so he naturally feels that all three views are destroyed.

"Let's talk about Sumeru incense first."

At the same time, Mr. Qian hung Buddhist beads on Grandma Lu's neck, which also made her feel the slight fragrance lingering, and then slowly explained: "It is said that when the Buddha lived in Gion, the elder Fuqina built a sandalwood hall to worship the Buddha. He held an incense burner in his hand and looked at the Gion from afar, and worshiped the Buddhist incense. The smoke curled up and floated to the Gion, slowly landing on the Buddha's head, forming a cloud cover of incense. The Buddha learned that, and immediately went to Fuqina's sandalwood hall."

"First of all, let's not mention the authenticity of this legend. From this we can know that in Buddhism, offering incense to Buddha is a pious and sincere offering. Because incense is a medium for conveying sincere mood, and it is a medium for disciples to understand the heart of faith in Buddha. This is also the cause of venerating Buddha with incense in Buddhism."

Mr. Qian talked in a daze, and then smiled and said, "When the believers offered incense to the Buddha, they showed the situation of raining fragrances, which were like Sumeru and as the wheels as the Buddha. This is the response of the Buddha to the believers. Therefore, everyone calls this fragrance that only can be felt by themselves but others do not notice at all. "

"Old Qian, the name is not the point." Wang Guan quickly asked: "The key is the beads. They obviously don't have any smell, so how can they make people feel the illusion of fragrance?"

"This is really not easy to explain."

Mr. Qian pondered for a while and asked hesitantly: "Do you know the Dzi bead?"

"Drama bead?" Wang Guan was stunned and thought, "Drama bead, one of the seven treasures of Tibetan secrets, is said to be a rare gem, and it is a meteorite from the sky, so it has strong natural cosmic magnetic field energy, which is very good for the human body."

While speaking, Wang Guan said in surprise: "Old Qian, do you mean, are these beads Dzi beads?"

"almost."

Qian smiled and said, "According to research, the origin of the Dzi bead can be traced back to 3,000 to 1,500 BC. It was invented and created by the Arians of the ancient Indian country in order to seek the blessing of gods and Buddhas. During the process of its spread, this technology was completely absorbed by Buddhism and finally developed."

Wang Guan nodded and shook his head again: "Even if the beads have magnetic fields, they won't produce fragrance."

"It naturally didn't have any fragrance at the beginning, but you should have heard of the principle that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black." Mr. Qian explained softly: "Don't look at the inconspicuous beads, the magnetic field energy is actually very strong and very stable."

"I still don't understand." Wang Guan frowned.

"It's normal not to understand." Qian Lao smiled and said: "This kind of bead is very rare. No matter who gets it, it will be secretly revealed. Otherwise, it will be as suspicious as you just now. If you can't figure out the reason, you will definitely seal it up or throw it away."

"Old Qian, we don't understand, you must know."

Wang Guan urged: "Stop going around the circle, tell us what's going on."

"Aren't I talking about it?" Qian Lao chuckled: "If you want to know the origin of something, then you must figure out its era background, why it was created, and what is the root of existence."

"It's more to say, it's both Buddha and fragrant. In a nutshell, it's just a little bit more than a Buddha."

Wang Guan said inexplicably: "I just want to know now what form this fragrance exists, and how to block other people's sense of smell, so that the person who touches the beads can feel it alone."
Chapter completed!