The heavens play: everyone has a system

"What a cause of the past, today's fruit!"

An old but aura-filled voice came from behind.

"Master of Death."

Zen Master Kongfan's expression changed, and he hurriedly bent down.

"Hmph, the shame of Buddhism!"

An old monk with a white beard and a benevolent face came out slowly.

"Dare to ask the master's name?"

"Don't dare to be a master, the poor monk's name is Xuanzang."

Tang Seng bent slightly.

"Oh—could it be that you are the Tang Monk Xuanzang who has gone through all kinds of hardships and is determined to go to Lingshan in the West Heaven?"

"It's down."

The pale-faced Zen Master Kongfan knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master, master, spare your life!"

Although the two doorkeeper monks didn't know why Zen Master Kongfan knelt down suddenly, whoever came to look at the door was not a clever person?

They also kneel down in the same way.

The onlookers were shocked. Who is this monk Tang? Just his name made a Zen master kneel down!
"What are you kneeling on me for?
I'm just a monk, how could I kill you? "

Master Yuanji smiled slightly:
"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Their move was precisely the result of accumulated guilt.

This is also a kind of reincarnation. "

Tang Seng clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, you have been taught."

"Master, would you like to have a talk at the poor monk's small temple?"

Master Yuanji invited.

"nature."

Tang Seng smiled and nodded.

The two left on their own, ignoring the figure kneeling on the ground.

Not long after, a pair of monk soldiers came to the city gate and took the three of them away.

From the pitiful eyes of the onlookers, one can know what is waiting for them.

……

The Buddhist Kingdom deserves to be called the Buddhist Kingdom, where there is an incense burner in three steps and a temple in five steps.

The Buddha statues in each temple are magnificent and luxurious.

Even the stone lion guarding the gate has gold beads in its mouth.

Along the way, Tang Seng frowned.

As if sensing Tang Seng's dissatisfaction, Master Yuanji stroked his beard and sighed.

“Everything in the world has its ups and downs.

Before its decline, it is often a scene of extreme prosperity, and most people like this look.

But in fact, only a few people know that it is already rotten at the root. "

"Amitabha, you have been taught."

Master Yuanji smiled and nodded.

After passing through several magnificent palaces, we arrived at a secluded place.

Deep in a bamboo forest, there is a small temple made of pure stones.

The small temple looks very simple, but it is very clean and gives people a clear feeling.

"Please--"

Master Yuanji opened the way for Tang Seng, and Tang Seng followed closely.

The decorations in the small temple are also simple, and even the Buddha statues are only made of simple clay.

Two simple straw mats were placed in front of the Buddha statue, and Tang Seng was sitting and talking to Master Yuanji after earnestly bowing down.

"Master, can you tell the poor monk what happened here?"

Master Yuanji stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"of course."

Master Yuanji sighed a little, as if recalling the past.

"More than 100 years ago, this place was originally called the Incas, a country that lived on rivers.

At that time, Buddhism was just an ordinary sect. Although it was somewhat popular, it was not one ten-thousandth of what it is today.

Until one day, a prince who believed in Buddhism became the king, and after that, he also became the abbot of Buddhism. "

"Could it be that everything is because of this?"

Tang Seng was a little surprised.

"That's right.

At that time, the prestige of Buddhism reached its peak, and all Buddhists were immersed in this supreme glory.

But no one expected that this was the beginning of the degeneration of the Inca country..."

"In the days to come, it became common practice for Buddhist presiders to become kings. Later, the Inca Kingdom was simply changed to the Buddha Kingdom."

"In this period of time, Buddhism has penetrated into the whole country, and everyone is proud to be a monk.

The threshold for monks has gradually become lower, and more and more people have become monks.

They do not believe in Buddhism. In their eyes, monks are just like officials, a position and power. "

"When monks become officials, Buddha has lost its meaning."

Tang Seng said word by word.

"Yes.

Later Buddha became a symbol of power.

In order to increase their power, they increased the threshold for common people to see Buddha statues, and put golden clothes on Buddha statues.

Turn Buddha statues into gods, and monks become the spokespersons of Buddha statues. "

"After that, it became what it is now..."

Master Yuanji said slowly, his tone was a little quiet.

"I see--"

Tang Seng sighed and couldn't help sighing.

"Since the master understands this, why doesn't he stop it?"

Master Yuanji shook his head:
"My strength alone is useless in front of the entire country.

No matter how hard I try, I can't do it. "

"But there is one man who can do it."

"Who?"

Tang Seng asked.

"you!"

"You are the one who is going to Xitian Lingshan. As long as you can say a few words in front of the Buddha, everything in the Buddha Kingdom will definitely be saved."

Master Yuanji looked at Tang Seng expectantly.

Seeing Master Yuanji's old appearance, Tang Seng couldn't bear it, and said hastily:

"If the poor monk can help, the poor monk should do his best!"

"well!"

Master Yuanji was moved and wept bitterly, and Tang Seng hurriedly comforted him.

"Ah-"

Roy's tiny mocking sound reached Tang Seng's ears, which made Tang Seng angry.

"By the way, you haven't eaten lunch yet, I'll get you some vegetarian food."

Master Yuanji stood up excitedly, his old face was full of joy.

"It's still up to me..."

Master Yuanji waved his hand:
"I have lived here for decades, and I am familiar with all the roads. It will be faster for me to cook."

After all, without giving Tang Seng a chance to speak, he got up and left.

Tang Seng looked at Master Yuanji's leaving figure with a smile on his lips.

"Do you think you have met a real monk?"

Roy always picks the most inopportune time to speak.

"Master Yuanji is naturally a generation of eminent monks. He is in the Buddhist country, but he has not resigned himself to depravity, and still maintains his original heart."

Tang Seng said slowly, he has now regained the calmness he had in Datang.

"Ugh--"

Roy sighed helplessly.

"Do you remember why you came to this country?"

"Nature is to save the people here!"

Tang Seng replied without hesitation.

"So did you achieve your goal?

What did you do after you came to town?After arguing with the monk at the gate, he was pulled into this ruined temple.

Oh, no, this is not a broken temple. "

Tang Monk frowned.

"What do you want to say? Master Yuanji has never been greedy for power, and has always considered this country. I will not allow you to slander him."

"is it?
Have you ever thought about how a person who is not greedy for power can scare three monks to their knees?
Don't tell me that old monks are highly respected. Do you think these monks will care about an ordinary monk who is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality? "

Roy said with a half-smile.

"you……"

"In the world, language is the easiest thing to deceive people. Since you think he is a generation of eminent monks, why don't you ask others to understand?"