I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

After that night, Kyoto's air quality index rose for a while.

Although many people did not smell any floral fragrance or fresh ozone smell, they did feel the extraordinary comfort.

Someone said: "It must be the sunflower festival that played a role."

Some people also said: "Thanks to the emperor being blessed by the gods."

Some people also proposed to hold another Buddhist Dharma Assembly, and let the eminent monks chant sutras for seven to seven days, which must be a higher level.

Everyone thinks this opinion is good.

Since the sixth century, the Suga clan entered the kingdom, and the Buddhism they admired gradually spread. Although the Suga clan has been beaten into small biscuits, Buddhism has been deeply rooted in this land.

If it weren't for the revision of "Ji Ji" in the early eighth century.

The Shinto religion represented by Gao Tianyuan still doesn't know where to grow mushrooms.

In the Heian period, Buddhism had successfully swept the upper class nobles.

Many young people from aristocratic families will go to the temple to study, and then give themselves a dharma name. After the emperors of all dynasties retire, they will go to the temple and become the emperor.

So the matter of the Buddhist Dharma Assembly hit it off.

Heichuan heard that there were thousands of monks sitting in the wide square of the palace, chanting Buddhist scriptures continuously, the number of people was huge just by listening to it, and it was said that the leader was a very prestigious old monk.

It's the kind of legend that he is no longer in the arena, but everyone in the arena has heard of him.

Although Kurokawa could not meet the emperor.

But the office of Yinyangliao is in the palace, which is a department of the Ministry of State Affairs, so he can see it a few times when he passes by by chance.

Thousands of people read the text in unison and they are very good.

Let alone reciting Buddhist scriptures together.

Kurokawa took a look at it and was about to leave. A line of sight passed behind him. Someone was watching him—since he started chanting sutras, he had seen him several times.

It is estimated that it is in the group of monks behind.

In this century, he only knew, only one monk.

It was the monk who presided over the sacrifice of the elixir, and then was inexplicably killed by him in the Kamakura period.

Entered the yin and yang room.

Colleagues who have the spirit of sharing gossip lean over.

"There is movement in the temple again."

"what?"

"An old monk proposed to open a granary to help the people."

"Great."

"But there is no food in the national treasury, what kind of relief is there?"

"Faced with questioning, the old monk said that the monastery is willing to support these innocent people."

The colleague came to the conclusion: "Isn't this just raising monks and soldiers?"

"This group of monks."

"They are the ones who search for refugees the most on weekdays, and now they are the ones who come out to take advantage of it."

Another person asked: "The monastery accommodates so many people, but there is not enough land. What should I do?"

"What does it matter?"

"The monasteries don't have to pay taxes, and a lot of people are willing to put the land in their names. Besides, after there are monks and soldiers, what kind of land can't be grabbed."

The colleague sighed again, "The business of the temple should be very good recently."

Following this puja, many nobles went to monks to get rid of bad luck, and at the same time asked about the method of liberation.

for example.

"Master, this world is so painful, how should we treat each other?"

The master will say, we want to do this and that, that and that.

Business is booming.

But there is still one hurdle that Buddhism can't get past.

It is longevity.

Buddhism says what will happen to you in your next life in reincarnation.

On the other hand, yin and yang will talk about what will happen to you in this life, which is still a bit attractive to nobles.

At least Kurokawa knew that every year Abe Seimei performed a Tiansao Jifu Festival for the emperor to keep the emperor safe from illness and disaster... Of course, it was useless, and he still got sick when he should be sick.

Aristocrats came to inquire about other longevity sacrifices, such as Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice, etc., hoping to live a long life.Onmyojis with little experience have never even heard of this name, and those who have heard the name only know a little superficially.

The most proficient in this is of course Abe Seimei.

But Abe Seimei often writes a false note for himself, so that people can't find it.

At this time, there will be onmyojis out of the factory like supermarket promoters, providing high mountain festivals, five emperor festivals, Nanase sacrifices, etc. to nobles.

The more chaotic the situation is.

The more serious the desire for longevity.

Although Ashiya Domitsu lives in Horai Island, his heart is in Heian-kyo.

Naturally, he also heard about the stories of nobles and eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers.

Very sneer.

"Useless work."

"Naturally, Abe Seimei will be able to offer sacrifices to the King of Mount Tai, and his disciple Ma Cang Ye Wang may also get the inheritance, but it's only mediocre."

These yin and yang techniques are just borrowing the means of the gods.

But what Ashiya Doman did was to force the power of the gods to descend on people.

Ashiya Michimitsu returned to Kyoto and reported the situation to Fujiwara Xianguang and the three masters and four uncles behind him. He bluntly said that the research has reached a critical stage-creatures already have the characteristic of immortality, but how to make human beings rationally possess them? Still a difficulty.

He needs a little help.

Perhaps the inspiration lies in the elixir.

At the beginning, the gods descended from heaven.

After further investigation, the function of the fire mouse fur and the stone bowl is generally known. Although the Penglai jade branch has the effect of endless life, it is not in essence longevity, and the research on longevity is still somewhat insufficient.

Zi Anbei, Longtouyu didn't know where he went.

Moreover, the Bamboo Tori Story with an unknown author clearly stated that it had no source with someone, and finally there was no plot that appeared in front of the world.

It is also troublesome to look around.

In the end Ashiya Michimitsu locked onto the elixir.

He'd heard the legend all the time—even at the end of "The Tale of the Bamboo Tori" it was written that the emperor was given the elixir of immortality.

Fujiwara Akimitsu thought for a while.

Finally said to discuss.

Probably because the mass development of the elixir is too tempting. Ashiya Doman finally saw a living old monk. He was already old and out of shape, making people wonder why he hadn't died yet.

The monk was amazingly patient.

Explain the ingredients of the elixir to Ashiya Doman one by one.

Ashiya Michiman: "In other words, people, gods, and demons all come from the same source, do they all come from the source of all things in the world?"

The old monk nodded.

"But everything has become gods, some have become humans, and some have become monsters that everyone shouts and beats."

"Fate is so funny."

The old monk also told him how to gather Yin Qi and Yang Qi, and let the two meet to produce the original liquid.

Ashiya Michi was full of satisfaction.

When leaving, the old monk said.

"I have a party, bring your apprentices."

Ashiya Michi has no doubts about him.

The spells he practiced were between Esoteric Buddhism and Yin-Yang Dao, and he was naturally close to Buddhism. As for Kurokawa—Michimit Ashiya had always suspected that he was the incarnation of gods in the world, but he didn't know why he didn't act.

... Now that the old monk has also taken a fancy to him, did he really discover something?

...

Temple on the hill.

Everyone present was bald.

There are a few long-haired ones mixed in, which are particularly conspicuous.

Standing in the center is a young monk.

The other monks surrounded him, as if the moon was surrounded by stars.

Ashiya Domitsu glanced at the crowd, wondering why the old monk didn't show up. This young monk is said to be his apprentice, who came from a famous family and ranked second in the order of succession. Compete for property.

The young monk stands in the center.

Loud.

"There is great chaos in the world today, and it is difficult for the world. This is the time for my Buddhist disciples to step forward and save the suffering in all directions."

"Heaven does not cross me, I cross myself."

said the young monk.

Today's disasters are everywhere, this is the time for everyone to work together to tide over the difficulties, but the king's government is unjust, the nobles are in charge, and the taxes are levied, making it hard for the people to live.

If Buddhism sits idly by at this time, I'm afraid it can only watch the world become an endless hell.

Ashiya Michiman glanced at the participants present, and saw that everyone was staring closely at the person in the middle, with bright eyes. In the past, the monastery harvested a lot of land and monks and soldiers, and it seems that now it has come to the fore.

"Are they going to grab territory?"

There was a sudden sound from beside him.

Ashiya Michiman looked down and saw that it was Kurokawa. Although he came to the party, he remained silent.

There are many people like them who are not monks, and most of them are representatives who have a close relationship with monks, such as Ashiya Michimitsu, and some nobles and local tyrants.

Ashiya Michiman: "Yes."

Young monks are talking about actions.

For example, to save those young people who have no food to eat, give them clothes and food, make them strong, and give them sticks and knives so that they can protect themselves.

Give them faith and spirit to persevere.

Give them reincarnation, let them never go back.

Therefore, to save those suffering people who have also fallen into the water and fire, and to save their brothers and sisters who are not from the same country.

Many people have got the essentials.

Nodding his head, he said he would do it.

After the meeting, the group of monks went down the mountain.

A few nobles and a few elderly monks stayed behind, and they wanted to discuss how to divide the land after they had seized the territory with monks and civilians.

Ashiya Michimitsu led Kurokawa out.

When walking through the corridor, he looked out at the distant mountains, the hillsides in winter were calm and chilling.

"A lot of people died this year, Amon."

Kurokawa didn't answer.

At some point, the sky above Kyoto added a lot of miasma.

Probably the twelfth lunar month of winter.

People without warm clothes froze to death inside the house.

Kurokawa went down.

Suddenly turned around and looked back.

An old face stood behind the shoji gate, with no expression on his face, slender eyebrows and eyes, like a huge and indifferent Buddha sculpture in the back mountain.

……

When Heichuan returned home, Xiaochun also came back from the outside. The crazy woman last time gave Xiaochun a big blow, and a kind of confusion—a confusion that Xiaochun himself could not explain.

For example, why is this world so painful.

Why are some people crying and others laughing under the same sky.

There is something more practical.

Why some people can eat enough, while others can't.

Why are men, women, poor, rich not equal in status.

If Xiaochun lived in later generations, many books and disciplines would tell her many truths, but in this era, Xiaochun can only feel pain.

—The emperor and nobles claim to be descendants of Amaterasu and other gods.

The emperor is a human god in this world.

The other nobles are the blood of the gods.

They are born with the power to rule the land.

As for the rest of the people... um... uh... that's it.

This is an era ruled by imperial power and theocracy. The saying that people are born noble, born with divine blood, and born with indescribable nobility is still circulating among the people.

Xiaochun walked into the yard.

holding a book in hand.

Heichuan took a look and saw that it was a Buddhist scripture.

"Golden Light Sutra".

This was the seventh century, when Emperor Tenmu promulgated a decree requiring that the Buddhist scriptures distributed to every commoner should be the most popular Buddhist books among the people.

There is a very interesting sentence in this book.

"Bao Miao Palace can be used as you like, and each of them will naturally have seven thousand celestial daughters, entertaining each other, and enjoying inconceivable and supreme happiness day and night."

What is Xiaochun doing with this?

She waved the book in her hand: "I saw it from the employer's house when I was working today."

"Seeing that I like it, I gave me a copy I copied by myself."

"I'm not ashamed to ask for wages."

Xiaochun patted his stomach, "Fortunately, I'm full this morning."

Kurokawa: "You are at a loss."

Xiaochun: "What a loss."

She spread out the book: "I think it's quite interesting."

Kurokawa shook his head, he didn't find it interesting.

Xiaochun pointed to a line: "Look, you can be reincarnated. After suffering a lot in this life, you can be reincarnated as a noble person in the next life."

Kurokawa: "Fake."

Xiaochun: "Well... But there is no other way."

She pinched her fingers to help Heichuan count: "Look in this world, the father is a noble and the child is also a nobleman, the father is a minister and the child is also a minister, and the common people have been commoners for generations, maybe they will become pariahs. "

"There is no hope for them in this lifetime."

"If you don't place your hope in the next life, what's the point of living?"

Xiaochun touched the cover of the book.

"It's a less painful lie."

...

More and more folks are chanting the Buddha's name.

Probably due to the sudden opening of many temples and the almost extravagant donation of porridge and clothes, many people went up to the mountain to become monks.

After increasing the number of soldiers, the monastery began to expand its fields, and the prestige is that the monastery needs to be enshrined. I hope you will give a lot of charity.

They picked the fields of some small households, occupied them arbitrarily, and used the name of Buddha's compassion to say that they are for the world and the people.

The limelight is second to none.

A clash broke out outside Kyoto.

The temple set up a shed outside the city to donate meals, and also registered homeless refugees, asking them to pack up and go to the temple to become monks.Headed by a lot of young and middle-aged people rubbing their hands, waiting in a long line to become monks.

Then the team was dispersed by a line of people, the shed was kicked away by a nobleman on horseback, and the cooking utensils for the meal were scattered all over the floor.

Chaos arose.

I don't know who started it.

The hungry and crazy refugees rushed up, grabbed the nobles and the servants who followed them, and cut them open with a knife. With the support of the rest of the servants, the nobles pushed them away on horseback, trampled them to death, and escaped. He became a refugee and returned to the city.

When you get home, count the number of people.

Then turned back to the outside of the city gate. At this time, a new wave of refugees had gathered, and the two sides fought again.For a while, blood flowed into rivers.

Shake the ruling and opposition parties.

The Taizheng inspected the matter and called the monastery and nobles to be held accountable.

One is to criticize the monastery, why should sheds be built near Kyoto, which will attract more and more refugees and disrupt the order in Kyoto.

The second is to criticize the nobles, why they kicked over the shed, and caused a disturbance for no reason.

The monastery explained that when they saw people starving to death, their compassion broke out and they couldn't bear it, so they asked them to come and eat something.

The nobles on the side laughed.

His answer was that his family's manor land also needed refugees to cultivate and manpower to act as guards, but the temple snatched all the refugees in the name of the Buddha's mercy.

The temple is to eat alone.

Land mergers and recruitment of refugees have become commonplace.

When the emperor still had power, he could still adopt the land equalization system, but due to many reasons, the manor system dominated by nobles still flourished.

There is still a follow-up to this matter.

This noble family also enshrines a shrine.

Claiming to be a descendant of a certain god.

The sacrifice is held every winter. This time, the pilgrimage team was halfway up the mountain and was overwhelmed by the monks. They carried the staff and Buddha statues and rushed straight to the shrine's sacrificial team, saying that they were going to the Kamo River to die in vain. The soul recites scriptures to appease these innocent souls.

This time the conflict was great.

The emperor came forward to communicate with the two sides and resolved the conflict.

Let both parties take a step back.

Others in Buddhism and Shintoism also intervened to keep them from confronting each other.

An eminent monk went to persuade the leading young monk.

"The continuation of Buddhism depends on the support of nobles in the end. What's the point of making it so rigid, it's just digging a corner."

The center of current Buddhism is Esoteric Buddhism.

The cumbersome offering process, the rigorous and lengthy cleaning ceremony, and various complicated Buddhist scriptures can only be understood through careful study.

Buddhism in the Heian period was a noble religion.

It was not until later generations that there was a sect in which one could become a Buddha by reciting the name of the Buddha.

This is the Buddhist belief that belongs to the common people.

So so far, many people in Buddhism are not optimistic about the actions of young monks. This way of recruiting civilians and acquiring land has indeed made them richer, but why bother to confront the nobles.

The young monk nodded yes.

The turmoil stopped for now.

...

Kurokawa hasn't seen Xiaochun during his commute to and from get off work recently.

She seemed to be busy with some business, and she often didn't see anyone before dawn, and she often came in and out with a Buddhist scripture, mysteriously.

At night, Kurokawa was still asleep, lying in bed in a daze.

I only heard Xiao Chun sneaking in, his sleeves rubbing against each other.

"Did you just come back?"

Xiaochun in the corridor was startled: "You haven't slept yet."

Kurokawa: "Yes."

Xiaochun said vaguely: "Woo...I went out for a while, things are quite busy recently, so Kurokawa has a good rest."

As she spoke, she walked over quietly.

There was blood in the waving of the sleeves.

Heichuan was lying under the blanket with his hands on the blanket, as if he was thinking about something, he tapped his fingers unconsciously, and finally he stopped, stuffed his arms under the blanket and began to sleep.

Xiaochun in the bedroom on the other side took off his bloody clothes.

She lit the lantern, took out a cotton cloth and carefully wiped the bowstring, and then took out another piece of cotton cloth, and wiped the dark red on the dagger blade.

A few days ago, she was there when the porridge was being served outside the city.

She was there during the conflict.

Recently, for some unknown reason, many monks suddenly stopped their activities, and repeatedly scolded them not to act rashly, but the heart of revenge will never stop.

Tonight, a few monks made an appointment with refugees who know martial arts to kill people in the capital. They don't understand the balance of interests. They only know that some people have died, but some culprits have not died.

Xiaochun is also there.

...

A great event happened in the court.

The nobleman who fought with the monastery died.

When the servants found him the next morning, his body had already turned into a frozen popsicle. There were strangle marks and bruises on his neck. It was guessed that someone covered his mouth and nose from behind to suppress his screams. Then a murder weapon was stabbed in the heart.

This incident directly pushed the temple to the forefront.

The monastery is also unambiguous.

Immediately mobilize manpower, let all the civilians accuse and suspect each other, and tell their whereabouts last night one by one, otherwise they will be treated as criminals. After such a large-scale search, they finally found the refugees and monks who disappeared suddenly in the past few nights.

They directly brought up people, saying that these people were refugees in the gruel pan riot, and they did these things quietly because their family members died and they couldn't get angry.

Immediately drag these people to the gallows and strangle them.

It is not clear how many murderers there are.

But the answer of "only these few" is obviously not satisfactory to everyone.

The lives of nobles are so important, how can they calm down so easily.

The aristocrats took this opportunity to attack, saying that the monastery has arrogance and self-importance, and they are afraid that they are not trying to establish a Buddhist kingdom on the ground.

Affected by this, the temple has to explain to everyone again and again, saying that they are just people who are showing compassion and overcoming all the sufferings in the world. Saying this verbally, the temple has also stopped all activities of recruiting refugees on the surface.

It was originally suppressed, but once this happened, the monastery fell directly to the bottom of the valley.

After the colleagues in Yinyang Liao told Heichuan the news, Heichuan skipped work.

Ashiya Michimitsu was sitting in the main room, and Koharu was kneeling below.

Ashiya Michiman: "Amon, you're back."

He smiled and pointed at Xiaochun: "Look, how powerful is she?"

"Directly cut off our retreat."

Ashiya Michimitsu asked Xiaochun: "Who told you to kill him directly? There are still back and forth, as long as no one is killed, it can only be regarded as an ordinary dispute."

"You are fine."

"Draw the bottom of the pot all at once. It's hard for everyone."

Xiaochun didn't speak.

She raised her head suddenly: "What is your back road?"

"Whose life do you want to use as a stepping stone?"

Ashiya Michimitsu knocked on the table.

He stared straight at Xiaochun. The father and daughter had similar eyes, and they became more and more alike when they hated each other and looked at each other.

"Of course it's for power and money."

"What more can there be."

...

Ashiya Michimitsu set up an enchantment with a spell, locked Xiaoharu, and forbade her to go out at will.

Xiaochun stood by the shoji gate and asked Heichuan, "Aman, can you let me out?"

Amon nodded.

Just as Xiaochun was about to be happy, Kurokawa suddenly said, "But you might die if you come out."

Xiaochun was surprised.

Kurokawa said: "You... left a hair on that night."

He gestured to his sleeve, "It should have stuck to the sleeve, accidentally fell into the room, and was picked up by his family."

"They came to Yinyangliao and asked if there was a way to kill people with a curse on their hair."

Kurokawa said, "Of course the others won't."

He did not say how he refused.

Continue to talk about the follow-up: "His family brought the hair to the shrine again. The shrine maiden said that she felt a strong resentment from the hair. It must be the owner of this hair who killed him."

Kurokawa looked at Xiaochun: "The oldest curses in the world all come from Shintoism."

"You shouldn't like it."

night.

Fog everywhere, nameless smoke wandering in Kyoto, like the tentacles of transparent jellyfish wandering.

Kurokawa sat on the roof.

Kyoto at night brings a kind of silence that makes people's hearts shine.

In the distance wild dogs howled.

These tentacle-like smoke scattered into each house, and then suddenly floated out, like a large light net that opened and closed under the sky.

Oami soon came to Fujiwara Xianguang's mansion.

The barrier that Ashiya Michimitsu had set up in the courtyard suddenly lit up, emitting a hazy white light.

The smoke drifted over the barrier unconsciously, across the huge courtyard, and then seemed to sense something, turning into a strange face with empty features and looking back at the courtyard.

Leave until you notice nothing.

"It's a god."

"No wonder it's so quiet tonight."

Ma Cang Ye Wang stood on the street of the mansion, with his hands in his sleeves to keep warm in the winter. He can be called the number one social animal in Kyoto, and he seals demons non-stop day and night.

As for his teacher Abe Seimei, he doesn't appear in the Yinyang House very much recently, he is very busy.

Probably the night is too quiet.

Ye Wang's voice was exceptionally clear.

"I heard that in order to avenge that person, the family spent a lot of money to hire a priestess to make the gods descend."

"But it doesn't seem to be working."

After Ye Wang finished speaking, he extended an invitation to Heichuan.

"The teacher recently found a very interesting place."

"I want to ask if you want to go and have a look together?"

...

Palace secret room.

The court is held twice a year, and the mascot emperor, who usually presides over sacrifices or other ceremonial activities on weekdays, is meeting someone.

The emperor asked with concern:

"Why did the Zen master not stop at this point?"

It was an old monk who was asked by him.

This old man didn't know how many years he had lived, and his whole body was about to be condensed into essence. He sat in a ball with his bones and bones, with his head supported by a few bones.

"Where did His Majesty say that?"

The emperor sighed: "The Zen master and I have nothing to hide. Recently, the temple has been making frequent moves, competing for land and refugees from others."

"Can I still fail to see the true meaning of the Zen master?"

He advised the old monk: "What's the benefit of going against the nobles? The Zen master might as well put his mind on the right way."

"for example……"

"I heard that the elixir..."

The old monk said: "Your Majesty, don't worry about the elixir, everything is going according to plan."

Emperor: "You said the same to my father."

"I don't know if I can taste the elixir in the year I abdicate."

The old monk: "In exchange for a short period of ten years, the way of immortality."

"You just have to wait and it will work."

Monasteries and aristocrats robbing land and people are very exciting.

Faced with the united attack of the nobles, the monastery began to shrink back.

Heian-kyo is rare and quiet.

The onmyoji in the onmyoji room were also surprised when chatting: "Have these monks changed their sex? They are so quiet."

"I'm afraid I'm full."

Another person replied: "You don't know how much land the monks seized in the name of conflict during these days. I'm afraid they will have to digest it for a while."

While talking, a servant came to report that the master's family was seriously ill, and he didn't know if he was possessed by the disaster god, and wanted to ask the onmyoji to take a look.

Seimei is not here.

Ye Wang is not here.

Kurokawa is not there either.

The onmyoji looked at each other, and the taller one out of the dwarfs sent someone out.

Kurokawa sent Koharu away from Kyoto.

Back home.

Xiaochun didn't want to be imprisoned in the barrier anymore, so she decided to leave Kyoto to seek refuge in other places.

The most familiar place to pick and choose is my hometown.

Kurokawa saw her off during the day when the sun was at its peak.

Xiaochun jumped on an ox cart and waved goodbye to Heichuan. She brought a bow, arrow and knife, and learned a lot of spells, so she should not be hungry anymore.

"Wait for me to come back, Amon."

Kurokawa waved to Xiaochun. No one knew when they came, and no one saw them off when they left. He turned back to walk in Kyoto, and when he crossed a road outside, he heard someone crying.

A young woman hugged her husband's body, crying as she sat outside a grass shed sheltered from the rain.

As he got closer, the sounds of crying, big and small, became clearer and clearer.

Other women were mourning and weeping inside.

There were still many corpses lying in the thatched shed that sheltered the rain, and the rotten smell spread to the street.

Ye Wang stood nearby.

Ye Wang: "Hei Chuan, are you here?"

Kurokawa: "Well, passing by."

Ye Wang: "Xiaochun is gone."

Kurokawa: "Yes."

Kurokawa: "What happened here?"

Ye Wang pointed to the thatched shed to keep out the rain: "Here... There was a light rain last night, and five young men were killed here while hiding from the rain. The cause of death was sudden death."

Kurokawa was silent.

Then he said, "It was killed by external force."

Sudden death referred to in later generations is generally sudden cardiac death, an unforeseen natural death due to cardiac causes.

Since it is a natural death and it cannot be a homicide, here Wang Ye said "killed", probably because of the way of gods, gods and ghosts.

Ye Wang nodded implicitly.

"Not a monster."

That is man, God, and Buddha.

Shintoism kills people in a variety of ways, such as using curses when they are ugly, Yin acupuncture, shikigami curse killing, enchantment and so on.

There are also many esoteric teachings, such as the method of urging demons and resenting enemies, the six-character scriptures, the third generation, the great virtue, the curse method of ghosts and mother gods, and so on.

Kurokawa glanced at the wives and parents who were crying bitterly.

Added a new sentence: "Not human beings."

Ye Wang tilted his head slightly: "Could it be that the gods really cursed this land?"

He paused slightly.

"He even secretly kills people."

Not a monster.

That is gods and Buddhas and people.

Not human.

That is the gods and Buddhas.

And Ye Wang and Kurokawa have been in touch with Yin-Yang Dao and Shikigami's summoning all day long, so they can naturally distinguish what kind of aura lingers on these people.

Not Buddha.

Then it can only be God.

No reason, no reason.

As if the dice of the law of heaven were thrown here, this small straw hut was patronized by death.

God is invisible.

It doesn't drag a long monster tail like a monster.

The gods came to the world, and then disappeared quietly, but the breath disappeared in just a moment.

...

It's been dangerous lately.

Many people were walking on the street, and suddenly they clutched their hearts and fell down, never to get up again.

Things like this keep happening.

Some onmyoji suspected that the conjurer buried the cursed dirt on the street and cursed everyone without rules.

For this reason, all the onmyojis in Yinyangliao were dispatched, like a thin stream flowing smoothly into each street, working overtime to check the places where things might be placed on the road.

But on the dozens of square-like paths from Suzaku Avenue to east, west, north, south, and dead bodies, they didn't find any puppets that could cast spells, jars with bones, or anything else.

So Yinyangliao said, "Is it because too many people died, causing the plague god to wander in the world?"

"It's not impossible."

At the end of the tenth century, many people insisted that all the deaths in the world were caused by gods. Floods were the gods of water, famines were the gods of harvest, earthquakes were the gods of mountains, and plagues were the gods of plague or poverty.

So they naturally turned their attention to the shrine, hoping that the imperial court would take the lead and the shrine would be the main force to carry out grand sacrifices all over the country to drive away the plague gods wandering in the world.

Gao Tianyuan probably received the news.

During that period of time, Kurokawa could see faint blue light floating in the sky above Heian-kyo, layer after layer of arc waves scattered outward without money, centered on Heian-kyo, and oscillated in all directions.

Sacrifice can purify resentful spirits and miasma.

But it couldn't save lives.

Every time after Heianjing was cleansed, the number of people who died of cold, hunger, and disease continued to increase. It didn't take two or three days for Heianjing to be covered by strong resentment.

I heard that the Shinjin Palace kept admonishing the Emperor for this.

Said that he hoped to appease the people affected by the disaster so that the death would not continue, but the Emperor said sincerely, "Let's talk to Fujiwara about this kind of thing, what's the use of discussing with me."

It seems that Shen Shen Gongsha shamelessly boarded the door of Fujiwara's house, hoping that the Taizheng will take the lead, and all officials participating in the meeting can handle this matter.

Who knew that the other party replied: "If this is the case, what's the use of the gods' palace, and what's the use of worshiping the gods. Besides, for disaster relief, it's up to the court to take the lead."

From here, it was transferred to the Ministry of Central Affairs, and the officials took the account book and said that the imperial court should naturally provide disaster relief, but the imperial court has no money for disaster relief.

The nobles have divided up most of the land and population, and they are still stingy with giving the imperial court any taxes. Currently, the imperial court has no ability to provide disaster relief.

"Let's hold two sacrifices."

"Isn't this more convenient?"

not convenient.

It is impossible for the gods to clean up the miasma in the world like an engine.

A few days later, the arc wave in the sky disappeared.

There is a steady stream of deaths in Kyoto and surrounding areas.

Seeing that Shintoism had no effect, the imperial court routinely turned its attention to Buddhism for help.

I found the old monk who had conflicts with the nobles because of the land dispute.

The old monk agreed at once.

Then the next day, no one died of a heart attack in Kyoto.Coincidence borders on eerie.

Many Buddhist believers say that this is the boundless power of the Buddha.

Shinto said sourly that this was a coincidence and luck. After all, there was also a coincidence in the sixth century. At that time, Buddhism had just been introduced to Honshu Island, and there were famines and dead people all over the land. The king originally asked Shinto for help, but it had no effect. Finally turned to Buddhism, as if the miracle was also a coincidence, and the disaster calmed down.

Because of this, Buddhism took root steadily.

For a time Buddhism flourished.

...

Hei Chuan and Ye Wang were at the intersection.

Although the unknown death incident has been dealt with by Buddhism, Yinyangliao still needs to prepare for the follow-up and thoroughly investigate the cause of this incident.

Kurokawa said: "There is a smell of water vapor here."

"It's still sea water."

Ye Wang didn't smell anything.

Kurokawa continued: "Is the murderer the God of Water?"

This attribute is so obvious that it's hard not to think of it.

Ye Wang replied: "Such a clean and neat technique should only be done by the god of martial arts."

Kurokawa: "The god of martial arts with the ability of water."

Originally, the two of them thought that the death incident in Kyoto was intentional by Shintoism. After all, in the last confrontation between the nobles and the temple, it was obvious that the temple had the upper hand, but the nobles and the shrine behind the nobles did not take advantage. Human lives were also lost.

So the Shinto Church took this opportunity to arrange a disaster in Kyoto.

It is good to force the court to favor Shintoism.

But what is puzzling is that Shintoism did not solve it, but was plucked by Buddhism.

The murderer is God.

But the stop is indeed a monk.

This kind of scene where gods and Buddhas help each other is easy to think of a word called gods and Buddhas Xihe.

At present, the mainstream of Gao Tianyuan follows Amaterasu and strongly disagrees with the fusion of gods and Buddhas—that is, gods are Buddhas, and Buddhas are gods.But Kunitsu God doesn't care here. The Izumo God Line headed by Susanoo has easily realized the combination of gods and Buddhas. Kumano Sanzan is already a famous place where gods and Buddhas merge.

You should ask God about this kind of thing.

Ye Wang took over the job, and after returning to Yinyang Liao, he took out the materials and began to ask God.