Great Wei Nengchen

The monks took the benefits, so they passed away in a daze. Anyway, what they collected was enough to pay the rent of the temple, and the remaining few people divided it privately. This is called losing money to the public!

But in the Ziyun Mountain area, Tianyin Temple has a good reputation, but it’s just a trick to remember. Other temples cheated, bullied men and women, and even forced their lives many times. Because it’s a Buddhist affair, the government is not good. meddle!

Then again, it is true that the temple is domineering, deceitful and oppressive, but the people still swallow their anger and have no intention of resisting:

For one thing, the imperial court has been fighting for years, requiring a lot of money and food, and the land tax and poll tax are so high that they are far beyond the regulations, and even a few years later, compared with the two, the rent of the temple is still slightly lower !

Second, farmers who farm land for temples do not have to perform labor or military service, so they don’t have to go to the battlefield. Although life is a little bit harder, it is better than dying in the battlefield, right?

"Amitabha - Amitabha!"

"The masters have chosen their disciples, and the boys are going to the front, cheer up!"

"In the future, whether you eat bran-swallowed vegetables or eat meat and drink oil, it depends on your good luck. Your mouth must be sweet!"

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A few old monks wearing cassocks and staffs walked out, and they kept looking at the crowd, looking for children under the age of ten. They were picking young monks!

If a temple wants to grow, in addition to recruiting believers and amassing money, the number of monks is also an important factor. After all, how many people are powerful? However, it is not easy to be a monk. Especially if you want to become an eminent monk, you must have three things:

First of all, the face is as bright as the moon, and the figure is slender, which means that the small appearance should be good-looking, because the monk is the disciple of the Buddha, if he has a green face and long fangs, let alone doing things for others, I am afraid that he will not be able to get a fast meal.

Secondly, it is full of air and the sound is like a bell. The monk must have a good voice to preach the scriptures, and the Sanskrit is jerky and difficult to understand.

Finally, smart, literate, if you want to become a virtuous and eminent monk, you must make friends with dignitaries. How can you do it if you have no brains and eyesight? Calligraphy is one of the compulsory courses!

"Masters be merciful -- masters be merciful!"

"Disciples are willing to become a monk, willing to take refuge in my Buddha, and willing to serve all masters!"

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The peasant children knelt and kowtowed one after another, some were courteous, some patted their chests to show that they were in good health, and some wrote and scratched on the ground to show their literary talent!

It's a pity that life in the farm is hard. Most of the children are pale and thin, and some of them are sick. A few of them have "literary talent", but they can only write their names. They are uglier than a dog crawling!

The old monks went around and only picked one who was smart and ready to be ordained as a young novice monk, and three strong ones were selected to be the working monks in the temple, and the rest were all rejected!

Those who were selected were happy and followed the old monk into the temple, and then had an iron rice bowl; those who were not selected were dejected, and some even burst into tears. They could only die like their parents, with their faces facing the loess and their backs facing the sky. In the field!

"Hao Erlang, a dignified Han family, doesn't want to study poetry, practice martial arts, and gain fame and wealth for a lifetime, but instead devotes himself to being a monk. He is really pissed off!

In less than a hundred years, there will be temples and monks everywhere. The Han people who were good at fighting have become sheep who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha. Once foreign cavalry invades, who will defend their home and country? "

In the small corner of the back door, Xiao Yi witnessed the whole process, saw the dark side of Buddhism, and became more determined to destroy Buddhism. They all said that Confucianism's benevolence and morality castrated the martial spirit of the Chinese nation. If Buddhism grows stronger, the harm will be greater than that And nothing less!

The scriptures of Buddhism are good, but it is a pity that the monks read them wrongly, hypocrisy, vanity, greed, viciousness... Aiming at the character flaws of the monks, Xiao Yi has a plan in his mind, one that is more powerful than Wuzhishan, so that Buddhism will never be destroyed. Turnaround plan!

Although the plan is in place, it is a pity that it is not perfect. To be precise, one person is missing, a resourceful, ruthless person with a skin thicker than a city wall, and a person who has resentment towards Buddhism, that is, the executor of "Buddha Extermination"!

In any case, Buddhism has a gorgeous coat. If you take off this coat, it will inevitably attract countless resentments, and even infamy through the ages. Heretics, Buddha evildoers, sixth-day devil kings... these titles will be recorded in the annals of history forever ah!

Cao Cao is well aware of the great harm Buddhism has done to the country, and the reason why he did not take action is most likely because he is afraid of being infamous and affecting the plan of "Cao Wei Daihan". Xiao Yi also cherishes feathers, but who is the culprit? Come to memorize, who can memorize it?

Jia Xu's wisdom and viciousness are enough, but it's a pity that he is too low-key and likes to hide behind the scenes to come up with bad ideas. Let him stand up and preside over the overall situation, and the old guy will not do it even if he is killed!

Guo Yi is also capable of this task, but Xiao Yi has carefully cultivated him for many years to be the future prime minister. He is really overqualified for the "dirty work" of exterminating Buddhas, and he would be reluctant to kill him!

Jia Chong has full potential, but unfortunately he is still too young to take on this burden. If he grows up, Buddhism will have blossomed and fruited, and the situation will be catastrophic!

Of the remaining civil and military personnel under his command, some are good at charging forward, some are able to make suggestions, and there are no talents who can do the 'dirty work' seamlessly...

Just as Xiao Yi was thinking hard and looking for a suitable candidate, another group of monks rushed out of the temple, but they were not wearing monk robes, but coarse clothes for work, some with bald heads, some wearing bamboo hats, carrying food and vegetables into the temple , meat and eggs...

Buddhism advocates that the four elements are empty and all living beings are equal, but monks have a strict hierarchy, divided into abbots, chiefs, supervisors, supervisors, deputy temples, and intellectuals... There are more than [-] levels in total, and they belong to unreasonable jobs. The lowest level is labor monk!

Labor monk is a general term, subdivided into rice head, vegetable head, fire head, water head, hour head, drum head, door head, garden head (in charge of vegetable garden), bath head (in charge of bathing, cleaning head (in charge of toilet, this job is unlucky) , Tatou (watching the tomb and guarding the tomb), Shutou (inspecting the mountains and planting trees), firewood head, grinding head, tea head...

These workers are working monks, or the lowest level of miscellaneous monks. They don't even have specific jobs, they can only do some manual work, and they don't even have a monk's robe. They are not so much monks as hard labor!

"Patta...has hair?

Xiao Yi was about to turn around and leave, but there was no accident. A monk was too thin and was carrying a large bag of corn with great difficulty. As a result, he lost his footing and fell a big somersault. The bamboo hat on his head fell off, revealing his black hair... …

Chapter 1383 Shifting stars and changing battles, encountering Buddha and killing Buddha ([-])

A group of lowly people, who are enslaved, do heavy work, and are discriminated against... How should they deal with it, try to unite, and fight to the death with the oppressor?

Big mistake and very wrong, they will also divide the ranks among the internal, and then impose ten times the oppression and humiliation on the weakest, so as to seek a little psychological balance. This is the dark side of human nature!

"Wu Zhi, you useless snack, you can't carry a bag of corn, and you still want to get ahead all day-haha!"

"My heart is higher than the sky, and my life is as thin as paper. I'm talking about people like him who deserve to be slaves for the rest of their lives!"

"If you enter Buddhism and don't get shaved, you must not be a true convert. Let's teach him a lesson for the Buddha-fight!"

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The man named Wu Zhi fell, and the surrounding labor monks did not support him, but surrounded him one after another, sarcastically, punching and kicking, and each shot became more fierce than the other!

Usually in the temple, they are the most humble existence, and they are bullied by high-level monks. Only by bullying weaker people can they prove that they are also masters, and then get a twisted pleasure!

Maybe it was outnumbered, or maybe it was too exhausted, Wu Zhi didn't stand up to resist, but protected the vital points everywhere, and let the monks beat and kick, without a scream, let alone a word of begging for mercy, only the resolute Looks, hateful eyes!

For those who make mistakes, it is not enough to teach them a lesson, and they must be punished. After beating for a while, the monks went to the back kitchen to eat together, leaving Wu Zhi alone to carry the grain bag. !

"Hey -- under the low eaves, people have to bow their heads. The hero is like a soldier-Han Xinzhe, and he has been humiliated by his crotch. What is this pain?"

"There is hope in life. Sooner or later, I will rise to the top, wear a purple robe, ride a chariot, and become a high-ranking official... Damn bald donkeys, just wait, and sooner or later you will pay back a hundredfold!"

Wu Zhi lay on the ground for a while, then slowly got up, wiped the blood on his face, tidied up the messy clothes, and muttered to himself in a low voice...

Ruthless words can only comfort oneself. Only by living can there be hope, by eating can one live, and by working can one have a bite to eat. After sighing a few times, Wu Zhi packed up the scattered corn and continued to carry the grain bags...

"Get up... alas... alas!"

"Little brother, I will help you!"

Wu Zhi was thin and frail, usually hungry, and had just been beaten hard, so he still had strength, so he tried several times without success.

Just when I was calling Tian Tian Ying and the land was not working, I suddenly felt a light on my back, and the grain bag was picked up by someone, and I saw a tall figure standing beside me, smiling at me!

As a third-rate traverser, Xiao Yi was able to rise up in troubled times and dominate the situation. Besides being brave and wise, black-bellied and ruthless, generous and generous... Another advantage is that he knows people!

From the resolute expression and unyielding gaze, Xiao Yi believed that this person was extraordinary, and the name Wu Zhi also reminded him of many things...

A bag of corn weighs one and a half stones (about 180 catties), and the labor monks who do heavy work every day can only carry one bag. Xiao Yi stretches his ape arms, and he can carry three bags at a time.