The Buddha Temple is not pure

Chapter 38

As the imperial envoy for disaster relief, King Runing led more than ten officials of all sizes and hundreds of personal soldiers to block the gate tower, and surrounded Dongdu with water.

The magistrates of Dongdu from top to bottom all knelt in front of the horses to receive the order. It was said that it was a disaster relief order, but this posture seemed to be attacking the city, and the arrogance of the posture was self-evident.

The governor of Mashuiqian and the others trembled, wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat from their foreheads, and forgot to go to receive the order, all they could think about was how to respond. To them, the emperor in the sky was not as scary as the prince in front of them.

How did Xie Chengxiu die?No one except the Duan family knew.

Just at this time, another group of people came from Chengmen Avenue, and they were about to leave the city. They were full of mourning and joy, and their posture was not inferior to that of Mrs. Ji's family who had just left Bin.

Let's look at the first paragraph, the people onlookers are puzzled, the funeral ceremony for Duan Fayang and his wife was completed a few days ago, why the Duan family erected plain white banners again.

Paper money came pouring down like snow, accompanied by the heart-piercing cries of the woman, making people breathless. Duan Cunxi and Xie Chengwan walked in front of the team. The five daughters of the Duan family and Duan Shiqing were also wearing plain white clothes. Clothes, followed by two red eyes.

The person lying in the carved mahogany coffin should be Xie Chengxiu.

Counting it, Xie Chengxiu had been dead for more than ten days, and the first seven days had already passed, but the funeral is only now, so I have to say that Duan Cunxi's intentions were too deliberate.

Since the flood receded and returned to the city, Duan Cunxi ordered people to watch King Runing's movements day and night, and decided to hold the funeral today after calculating the exact date.

But when she stood in front of King Runing, she was so innocent, her eyes were red and swollen, she was weak when she spoke, and half of her body collapsed when she knelt down.

How weak and pitiful, just now she was crying so loudly, when Xie Chengwan helped her up, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't bear to hear: "My lord, why are you here?" After knowingly asking, she burst into tears again.

King Runing only helped her with one hand, and he really felt a bit of pity and pity. He wanted to ask the teacher for the crime, but he didn't mention it. He just asked, "Is the person in the coffin Xiu'er?"

"The body is not there, it's just the clothes." Duan Cunxi held back his tears, leaning on King Runing's body as if he was boneless, and said with hatred, "My lord, why did you come here now?"

After hearing this, King Runing, who was originally upright and confident, felt somewhat ashamed. He clearly wanted to blame her for not taking good care of his son just now. Fortunately, she preempted him.

King Runing clenched his fist and asked, "Who, who killed Xiu'er?"

No matter how ineffective this son is, he is still his own son, and he cannot ignore his face. This matter must be investigated thoroughly.

Xie Chengwan knelt down in mourning and pleaded guilty: "It was my daughter who was unfilial and didn't take good care of my brother, causing him to fall from the cliff of Mengjue Temple."

"Mengjue Temple?"

Xie Chengwan was about to explain, but she didn't speak because the timing was wrong.

However, the people onlookers began to talk about it. Some said that Xie Chengxiu fell off the cliff because of his many evil deeds and was taken away by the Buddha; Obviously it was the girl from the Ji family who came to ask for her life.

"Death? It wasn't Xie Chengxiu who killed her."

"But Xie Chengxiu forced her maid, don't forget, the same thing happened before, how did the Ji family deal with it, let Xie Chengxiu marry his dead wife in white, the city was full of trouble, now the girl is gone, no one decides, Weng Lao Jing passed it vaguely, maybe Miss Yu couldn't see it in Tian Youling, so she did it herself."

After finishing speaking, everyone gasped and shivered, but continued to speak.

Naturally, King Runing didn't have the time to listen to their gossip, but Ji Xuanzhen, who was in the crowd, heard it clearly. Most of the folk rumors were exaggerated, but there was no wind without waves. Qi Xing also told him when he came back that night that more than one person had seen Ji Luo Forecast, it is in Mengjue Temple, there must be something strange in it.

King Runing adhered to the principle of prioritizing public affairs and private interests, and let the funeral procession out of the city. He had to preside over the disaster relief first, and then he could mourn in front of his son's tomb. , or the imperial envoy for disaster relief in the eastern capital.

What happened today has become the topic of conversation among the people in the city. The evils of Mengjue Temple are everywhere in the streets and alleys. People who have enough to eat and have nothing to do say that they want to go up and have a look. After all, there is a living Buddha there, and praying to God and worshiping Buddha is the most spiritual thing.

They all want to go up, but they are all afraid of the rumors that there are tigers entrenched in Mengjue Temple, so they hesitate to go forward.

In the past two days, King Runing slept very restlessly, haunted in his dreams, he never liked this place in Dongdu, when Duan Cunxi brought his two young children back home, after so many years, he unexpectedly once I haven't been here to see it.

After finishing his official duties, he lived in the Duan family's private house. After listening to Xie Chengwan's confession carefully, he felt that Mengjue Temple was not easy.

Xie Chengwan said that she was lenient, but since her brother fell off the cliff, she has been deeply in self-blame and cannot extricate herself. Now that her father is here, she feels even more guilty.

She has been begging her father to forgive, King Runing knew that there must be something wrong with this matter, and she can't be blamed, so he didn't blame her too much, but comforted him: "Life and death are fate, you can't do anything about it." Touched her head, just like when I was a child.

Xie Chengwan knelt at his feet, wiping her tears, feeling remorse, guilt, and the joy of reuniting with her father, with mixed feelings.

Duan Cunxi's bright eyes wandered back and forth between the father and daughter, thinking back and forth that it might be time to turn around.

It is false that Xie Chengxiu's death did not cause the slightest grief to her, but if she can use this to make a comeback, it is okay to return to the palace, especially Xie Chengwan, who is deeply loved by the prince, and even the death of her brother cannot shake her in the slightest.

"Is that temple really so weird?"

Duan Cunxi withdrew his mind, and said: "In the past, I only heard that the temple was evil, that babies crowed in the middle of the night, minions did evil, female ghosts begged for wishes, etc. There are countless rumors. In recent years, few people have come. There was a golden light rising from the peak, and two suns appeared in the sky, the rain stopped, the clouds cleared, and the water receded, and it was said that there was a living Buddha on that mountain, and that the people of Dongdu were protected from death.”

"It's nonsense." King Runing was furious, "Those with strange powers and gods should be beaten to death with sticks indiscriminately, so as to imitate others! Only the imperial court can protect the people from death, and only the imperial court can keep the eastern capital safe and peaceful. Has the ability to summon the wind and call the rain? If so, how could the heavy rain come pouring down? How could it flood the eastern capital thousands of miles away?

"My lord, be careful, Dongdu is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are dragons leaning on it. It is not an ordinary land. If it is true that the invisible gods and evil spirits do not know the truth, but the red python on the Snake King Ridge really exists. Such a spirit beast I don’t know how many years I’ve been guarding the top of the mountain, there have been rumors about it for a long time, and now the holy lady went to the mountain to get medicine, and she encountered that thing again, if you say there’s nothing on it, would you believe it?”

"Holy nun?" He frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "Is it Zhu Ruhui's girl?"

"That's right, did your lord hear about it?"

"Zhu Ruhui, the genius doctor is well-known and capable. I was marching in the southwest, and I caught up with the local epidemic. The whole army was infected within three days. Seeing that the war was coming, I was very anxious. It happened that this person was practicing medicine in the southwest. , was taken to my tent, and he knew what was going on before I could open my mouth. After throwing a few medicines and going down the well, the symptoms of the whole army really improved the next day. I was about to reward him, but he turned around and disappeared , you know, I have always looked down on literati, noble and useless, but I have a bit of respect for him."

"It sounds like Mr. Zhu's style of doing things. His daughter Zhu Mengzhen not only inherited his mantle, but also inherited his character. Speaking of it, she is only about the same size as Wan'er, but she is honored by the people of the Eastern Capital because of her skillful hands and benevolence. For the holy aunt."

"You said she saw the boa constrictor?"

"That's right. At that time, the people of the Eastern Capital gathered on Hancui Peak to avoid danger. The food was raw and cold and their sleeping places were damp. Many people got scarlet fever. Mrs. Ji's family died because of this. It was terrible, but there was nothing she could do. At that time, she risked her life and went to Snake King Ridge alone to ask for medicine. The herbs she brought back saved many people's lives, but she was seriously injured because of this, and half of her life was gone. It seemed that she would not be able to survive the injury, but I don't know Why did she recover in the end? Maybe God has mercy on her, thinking of her curing illnesses and saving lives, accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, I couldn't bear to take her life."

"Tomorrow, send her over. I have something to ask her. If you want to wish the old man a good leg, come along with me, so I can thank you in person."

Duan Cunxi looked distressed: "I'm afraid she won't enter Duan's mansion."

"Why?"

She had talked about the grievances between Zhu Mengzhen and Duan Shiqing, but of course she couldn't say that Duan Shiqing was cold and cold. Naturally, it was the girl from the Ji family who seduced her first, so as to get rid of all her faults.

King Runing understood, but when he didn't know how to deal with it, Xie Chengwan said: "You can send a letter to wish the family, saying that the third sister is concerned, and the holy lady will come."

That's right, the third girl, Duan Linxiang, has been lingering on the sick bed all year round, and has always been taken care of by the holy lady. If the third girl sends a message, she will not refuse, so it can solve the urgent need.

The next day, Zhu Mengzhen came alone without Mr. Zhu.

But Mr. Zhu knew the meaning of King Runing, so he specially wrote a letter to reject it. The general meaning is that it is the duty of doctors to cure diseases and save lives. Even if he is responsible, don't mention him as a doctor.

With this letter, King Runing's admiration for Mr. Zhu soared, and he even looked at Zhu Mengzhen differently, not to mention Zhu Mengzhen's righteous deed of sacrificing his life when the people in Dongdu were killed. He is simply a living Bodhisattva.

Before Zhu Mengzhen opened his mouth, he gave him three points of color and regarded him as a guest of honor.

But what Zhu Mengzhen said next completely overturned his cognition.

The shrine on Snake King Ridge, the writer in Mengjue Temple, this is unbelievable, but what she said next is even more unbelievable.

"Have you ever thought about it, the locusts attacking the city and flooding the east are not natural or man-made disasters, but someone deliberately did it?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Runing frowned, the more he listened, the more mysterious he became.

"That night, I risked my life to go up to the Snake King Ridge. With the flash of lightning, I found some interesting things on the shrine. Dongdu wrote a pen and stole the elixir of Fengqiu, which seriously injured the phoenix Yuanling. The phoenix is ​​one of the birds King, birds are the natural enemies of locusts, without the help of birds, tens of thousands of mu of fertile land will naturally fall under the teeth of locusts."

"What about the flooding of the Eastern Capital?"

Zhu Mengzhen smiled and said: "Your Majesty, do you know that there is a heavy rain in the Yuan Dynasty for a month, and the water god relieves the disaster during the Yuan Festival. The folks have their own custom of setting up a fast and building a sacrifice, but I heard that the Emperor Shuiguan Dongyin does not eat mortals." The incense sticks, what you want is the prayer from the scribe, if the scribe doesn’t ask for prayer, then the water official will leave, the water god will arrive, and then the heavy rain will last for a month.”

Fortunately, this word came from her mouth, otherwise, no matter who else, King Runing would regard it as a lie to confuse the crowd, and then beat him to death with a stick.

Mr. Zhu's letter can be regarded as an amulet for Zhu Mengzhen, not only that, because she has really seen the shrine, so King Runing actually began to try to believe it.

"How can I know if what you say is true or not?"

Zhu Mengzhen said: "My lord will know at a glance when he goes up to Longshou Peak. Anyway, you will go up to Mengjue Temple anyway."

Only then did King Runing nod his head suspiciously: "On behalf of this king, I send greetings to Mr. Zhu."

In this way, Zhu Mengzhen was sent away.

When Zhu Mengzhen went out, Xie Chengwan kept staring at her, Duan Cunxi asked: "Everyone is gone, what is there to see."

"Mother, when the father summoned her, it can be said that the third sister was worried and wanted to ask her for a consultation?"

"Not bad, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm just wondering, why didn't the holy aunt bring a medicine box when she came for a consultation?"

If there is a consultation, she will definitely bring a medicine box. Since she didn't bring it, it means that she actually knows that she is not here for a consultation, but that King Runing wants to ask questions, so what she said just now is also prepared in advance. Yes, Zhu Mengzhen's mind is as deep as a marsh, very human, Xie Chengwan shivered.

"Looks like I have to go to Mengjue Temple, I want to see what's so weird!"

King Runing put up notices throughout the city, choosing a date to go up to Longshou Peak to find out the cause and effect of the migratory locusts attacking the city and flooding the Eastern Capital.

There was an uproar in the Eastern Capital. King Runing wanted to kiss Longshou Peak. Was it to find out the cause and effect of the catastrophe in the Eastern Capital, or to find out the cause of his son's death?Everyone knows it.

However, they can go up the mountain with the big flow and see what evils are there on the mountain. It just so happens that they want to go but dare not go. With King Runing in charge, if there is any evil, they will not dare to do anything wrong.

In the eyes of ordinary people, people who have experienced many battles are gods who have experienced many battles in the Shura field, and there is nothing that cannot be restrained.

Ji's house also received the news that Old Weng's legs and feet are inconvenient, so obviously he won't be able to make the trip this time. Mr. Jin, Mr. Qiao and Mr. Xing are very curious, and they are all ready to go up to find out.

But they didn't know that before that, Zhu Mengzhen had already been there once, except for two monks, one big and one small, in Mengjue Temple, Sao Yuxuan was empty. After she snickered, she silently tore off the life policy Page.

On that day, the people of Dongdu spontaneously formed an army and followed King Runing to Longshou Peak. It was as powerful as an army of thousands of miles, and it went straight to Huanglong.

The thousand-year secret of Mengjue Temple may not be concealed today.

Writers are different from other gods and Buddhas. They don't have incense to worship, not because they are in the low class, and they are not enough to build temples and altars, but because the ink pens in their hands are related to the life and death of the people, and fortune, misfortune and longevity can be determined between writing pens.

If their whereabouts are known to the world, those who are plagued by misfortunes will inevitably be relentless, and those who have both blessings and blessings will inevitably not make progress. They have a pair of mortal eyes, can't see past lives, don't care about cause and effect, are extremely selfish and greedy, and want to rape. Taking plunder, and wanting to eliminate disasters and make up for disasters, but how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Therefore, the writing officer is destined to be a fairy job that cannot be known by the world.

Burning incense in front of the Tathagata is accompanied by long-cherished wishes. Burning incense in front of the Bodhisattva is accompanied by prayers. What is good about offering incense? Those who come to see you have a purpose. No one will pray to God if there is no purpose. Worship Buddha?What do you do with no purpose in burning incense?

But if you tell them that cause and effect follow each other, retribution is not good, and even if they burn incense in front of the Buddha, it is difficult to achieve what they want. Most people will neither accept it nor accept their fate, let alone repent. Wrong, it's all on someone else.

It's just human nature.

After the catastrophe in the Eastern Capital, everything was left to be done. The crops in the fields were gone, the cattle and sheep in the pens died, the shops that opened the shops were destroyed, and the businesses that were doing business were ruined. He thought about his own life, but he was counting on the imperial court to help him. The imperial court's aid was not enough, and he was counting on the Living Buddha of Longshou Peak to show his supernatural powers again.

That's right, many people brought incense up the mountain.

Those who seek wealth, children, marriage, longevity, and what's more, resurrection from death...

Ridiculous.

Jingtu and Jingsi of Mengjue Temple had heard the news from the foot of the mountain a long time ago, and now they can't stay behind closed doors, let alone open the door to greet each other. The gate of Mengjue Temple was opened by someone ordered by King Runing. Searched all over, but found nothing.

Just as the people behind him hurriedly begged God to worship Buddha, someone announced that there was a courtyard next to Mengjue Temple, and a "Sao Yu Xuan" could be vaguely seen on the dilapidated plaque.

King Runing led the brigade to turn around and go out, followed by the Ji family, the Zhu family and the Duan family.

How can the small Sao Yu Xuan be crowded?I don't know who kicked down the dilapidated threshold, causing Yue Weiyang to feel distressed.

"Hey, hey, I told you to be gentle."

At this moment, she was in Luotianyan, her arms were tied behind her back, and she was kneeling on the ground, her green clothes were stained with black and red blood.

It wasn't her own blood, but it was stained when she brought the dragon head of Frozen End God to plead guilty, it was extremely arrogant.

Pojun Xingjun raised his eyebrows to the side, and the sky-reaching fantasy land went straight to the Mengjue Temple in the Eastern Capital, as if a huge hole had been torn in the air, completely reflecting the scene over there, just to let Yue Weiyang watch and let her know that Mengjue Temple What is the state of Jue Temple now, and how many people have trampled on Sao Yuxuan.

Yue Weiyang looked at the smug smile on his face, and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Xing, have you ever thought that it will be very difficult to succeed as a writer in this way?"

"You don't have to worry about that, you should worry about your own safety."

Of course, Yue Weiyang is not worried about who will be the next Dongdu to write, but she is worried, is there anyone in the trampled Sao Yuxuan, Ji Luoyu?Lord Yawang?

Best not to be there.

She originally wanted to take a closer look, so Po Jun took the Tongtian Illusion and read out the criminal edict impatiently, which was nothing more than accusing Yue Weiyang of killing gods, nothing new.

"Yue Weiyang, you killed Luotianyan at that time, did you expect that today will happen?"

Yue Weiyang raised her eyebrows, looking at his invincible face: "For thousands of years, I have calculated karma, of course I have thought of it."

"Have you ever regretted it?"

She nodded: "It's regrettable, there is indeed a little... Regret that you didn't cut off your dog's head at that time, but it can save you a lot of trouble later on."

"Presumptuous, you still dare to be arrogant at this point! Originally, I wanted to let you choose a way to die by extrajudicial favors, but it seems unnecessary."

After finishing speaking, he threw out the execution stick casually: "It's time, let's do it!"