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"To cut off the world of mortals, what is cut off is the rank and status of the mortal world!"

"The door of convenience is opened wide, and the door of equality is also opened wide. After entering this door, all kinds of worldly things in the world of mortals cannot add luster, nor can they drag down all beings. Everyone will be pulled back to the same starting line again. After that, When looking at talents, if you agree, you will go up; Climbing to the top again..."

"I would like to treat people with an equal heart. I don't look at people with stupidity, stubbornness, old age, or illness. I don't think they are strange and stay away. Or, the body is far away, but the heart is close."

"The same belief, the same pursuit, the same practice... Those who have the same, are not comrades? Under the Buddha, three thousand disciples, why not?"

A series of thoughts flashed in my mind, like a little bit of fluorescent light, sparkling up, one after another, gathering together, like a vast ocean, instantly overturned.

Something has been realized, but it seems that it has not been understood. Ji Mo looked at it obsessively, and he didn't realize that the exam time had passed again.

[Please select the time, 1000 years, 2000 years, 3000 years, 4000 years...]

"...1000."

Ji Mo was in a trance, as if he hadn't pulled his mind out of his thoughts, focusing on the inside instead of the outside, what he saw in his eyes, the fleeting light, he was unmoved, and he didn't wake up until he heard the loud voice Feeling overwhelmed, but feeling lost, as if he missed some opportunities that he didn't quite understand.

"Hurry up, hurry up, stop dawdling, hurry up!"

The monk's loud voice was a little nervous and flustered, the scripture-depository was in complete chaos, no, it wasn't the scripture-depository, it was the temple that was in total chaos.

For the work Ji Mo chose, the tome of scriptures was bundled together and put in a box. The bamboo box is not very heavy and can be picked up by a monk. He ran out with the box in his arms. On the way, someone followed He is in the same direction, and someone is in a different direction from him.

In the same direction, most of them ran out from the Sutra Pavilion, and some ran out from other places, all holding something.

The monk holding the box was very young, and Ji Mo could see the light fluff on his lips. He looked around twenty, but his eyes were full of determination.

Most of the other monks holding the box looked young, and the loud monk commanded them all to enter a very hidden cave. Ji Mo didn't go in immediately, but borrowed As far as I could move, I saw that the great monk put down the stone slab after they entered, pushed the water tank onto the stone slab, and then swept the dust with his feet to cover the traces around the water tank, and retreated all the way. Those messy traces are covered up.

His movements were fast but not chaotic, the sweat on his forehead gathered like dew, obviously it wasn't such a hot weather, but it made his monk's robe wet.

Ji Mo watched him back away, and when he was about to leave his sight, there seemed to be a sound of piercing in the air, and a sharp arrow pierced his chest from back to front, and the tip of the arrow dripped blood, and landed on the sand .

"Well……"

The great monk made a sound like a cry of pain or something deep in his throat, and he fell to the ground and never got up again.

Ji Mo, who was originally upset because of his loud voice, was still thinking about Ji Mo, who had such a rough voice that didn't look like a monk, with a shocked expression on his face—what happened? !

The temple was captured?What are you kidding?

Is it the extermination of Buddha?

That's not right, the court's extermination of Buddha is not at this pace.

Collecting land, ordering monks to return to secular life, and restricting the number of monks with degree certificates are the measures taken by the imperial court to destroy Buddhism. What the hell is killing them together? Don’t you know that most monks were ordinary farmers before?Without farmers, who farms the fields, and where does the grain come from?

marauders?

Even if they are rebels, shouldn't they coerce monks into bandits?The labor force, the labor force, isn't it all killed like this?

Monks basically don’t have any political affiliation, outsiders, whoever brings them over, except for a few monks who have a strong background and a complicated relationship with their "natal family", most of the monks are civilians and soldiers, not all of the above sentence talk thing?

Why this, why this!

What the hell is going on?

Ji Mo anxiously pinched his fingers on the edge, he couldn't see the direction the sharp arrow was coming from, he could only hear that the front seemed to be very chaotic, and after watching for a while, no one was going this way, or in other words, there was still Those who wanted to come, seeing the chaos, dispersed one after another.

Going around in a circle, you can see people who look like old monks in some places. They don’t run or hide.

In contrast, the noise in front, with some fire, spread to the back.

At sunset, at the time of encountering the devil, it is such a scene, this, this, this...

Ji Mo stayed for a while, and then he thought that those young monks might know something, so he went directly down into the cave.

In the cave, there was silence. Many people were also sitting in lotus poses, holding boxes in their arms. At the moment, those boxes were neatly stacked on one side. These people sat around in an orderly and disorderly manner. Together, there is a space in the middle, as if waiting for something to appear, or waiting for something to happen.

Ji Mo, who accidentally landed in the middle, had a strange feeling, he seemed to be the product of some kind of summoning, but he also knew that this was his own illusion, what they were waiting for was not themselves, but a result.

The cave was dark, and there was no light on. It seemed that it had entered the middle of the night all of a sudden. There was a wind, but the air might not be so fresh. None of the monks spoke, which disappointed Ji Mo, who wanted to hear some reasons. .

The outside, the underground, the two worlds are different.

Ji Mo looked at the top for a while, and the bottom for a while. The change on the top was that he finally saw armored soldiers coming in. Their armor was distinct, and they looked regular and orderly. They didn't look like gangsters, but rather regular soldiers. Imperial soldiers.

Is it really extermination of Buddha?

They came in and burned all the way. All the rooms were entered. Many of the things inside were brought out, and many were directly used for lighting. Among them, scriptures were the most common lighting objects.

Well-preserved scriptures are easy to ignite. After being lit, throw them on the roof, and soon the flames will go straight to the sky.

There was no nonsense between these soldiers. Everyone knew what they were doing, and they searched and destroyed in a very orderly manner. When they walked around and left, the above was already full of flames.

There was not a single active monk, and it was fine if the young and strong monks were killed. Those older monks, who did not resist the monks who just sat on the ground and recited scriptures, did not escape death.

With a sweep of the horizontal knife, he is invincible, so what can be used as an obstacle?

The blade was curled, replaced it with a new one and cut it, it really didn't work, and the spear pierced through it, the human body was like soft tofu, it was broken as soon as it was stabbed, and there was almost no sound of the blade entering the body.

Everything is like a silent drama.

The sound of armor colliding, the sound of footsteps on the ground, running, or chanting sutras, and the crackling of burning wood, and the sound of collapse can be heard from time to time. beams collapsed.

Soldiers pass like grates.

When these armored soldiers left, what Ji Mo saw in the temple was already a sea of ​​flames, and there was nothing left.

The fire burned for three full days, and there were still embers on the fourth day. The water in the water tank was boiled dry, and the fish with their bellies turned over did not know whether they were cooked.

With force from below, the stone slab was pushed up, and the water tank above was shifted. Finally, the young monk poked his head out of the hole, making sure that there was no problem outside, and then led the people out.

Soon, they saw the Fahua Temple turned into a white ground.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Let's all go, there's nothing to stay here. After you go out, you will say that you are a monk who has returned to the vulgar. No one will care about it." The leading monk said and chanted the Buddha's name.

The monks hesitated, you looked at me, I looked at you, no one moved first, they have feelings for the temple, but after such a huge disaster, how much affection is worth sticking to?

"Brother take care!"

A monk spoke first, raised his hands as if he was about to put his hands together, but finally made a clasping salute, then turned his head and walked away.

The monks behind also moved, saying goodbye to the leading monk in twos and threes, and dispersed separately. From a distance, I could hear monks walking together asking where they were going, and some said they should go home first.

"Brother, what about you?"

Some people did not move and asked the leading monk.

"There is no way to collect it here, if you stay here again, if you are found out, you may be in trouble, so I will leave too. In the future, if there is a chance in the future..."

He didn't say anything after that, obviously everything is uncertain.

Hearing what he said, the few remaining monks stopped standing there blankly, and left one by one.

The leading monk was about to leave again, he glanced at the place where he came out, and was startled, there was another monk in the cave who hadn't left yet, "Junior brother, don't you want to go?"

"Senior brother, let's go, I will guard these, and I won't leave. There must always be someone staying here."

The monk pointed to the boxes in the cave, none of these boxes were of any value, scriptures and Buddha statues, nothing more than that, maybe one or two of them were lonely copies, worth three or five taels of silver, but they were not worth buying Life is gone.

"Senior brother-"

The leading monk wanted to say something, but he had a look of shame on his face, but in the end he just joined hands together, gave a Buddha's name, and parted ways.

Soon, the scene fell silent again.

Ji Moran, it really is the imperial court destroying Buddha, why is it so fierce?

There is no cause and effect, let him see it, there is always a bit of depression, why is this?

Monk, what could be wrong?

It's not that I'm partial, it's just——that's all, it's a foregone conclusion, let's see later.