Zhenlongting

Chapter 223 Bodhi Wonderful Dharma, Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss

"Bring the official seal, get the official seal..."

Wen Zhongguang's arms were cut off by the elbow, and he almost fainted from the pain.

Seeing his child Wen Tongzhao's distorted and angry eyes, he suddenly remembered something.

'Xie Chong, this is Xie Chong. '

'It's impossible to get to this point.The loyal and loyal book boy, the docile concubine, and the precious son are dissatisfied with me at the same time, and want to harm me, there must be something strange in it. '

Over the years, from a poor scholar, to being a scholar, to being a Jinshi, and to marrying a beautiful wife... With the help of his father-in-law's family's wealth, he has been involved in many ways, and Wen Zhongguang has not gone easily.

Along the way, many people have been blocked, and they have also experienced some dangers.

It's not that he hasn't seen some evil methods.

However, Taoist Sangmu usually sits in the mansion. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for such weirdness to cause harm to him, so he doesn't care about it.

In his heart, he always thought that this was his lucky day, and he was protected by the king's aura and the destiny of the country, so there was no taboo.

Now that I think about it, that's not the case at all.

There is indeed Wang Qi and the fate of the country, and it may not be able to protect individuals all the time. What is really protected is the official seal representing the authority of the county, representing Baili Mu.

Only when the official seal is united with the person himself, will he be protected by a humane kingly spirit.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhongguang came to his senses, and immediately asked someone to go to Qianya to fetch the county magistrate's seal.

If you are late, there may be an accident.

County magistrate Wen was already scared at this time.

Although both arms are broken, life is still alive, this is the luck in misfortune.

He reckoned that he was still surrounded by good luck, so no matter how unlucky he was, he would not be harmed by evil spirits.

But this kind of good luck can only support immortality, and it is somewhat impossible to be uninjured.

"Don't hurt him."

Although his own son Wen Tongzhao had his arms cut off, after the guards captured his son, Wen Zhongguang still anxiously prevented the guards from taking the next step.

Looking at his son who disobeyed and killed his father, his distorted face was full of pity and helplessness.

'On weekdays, I dare you to discipline me strictly and make you study hard and understand the scriptures. Is it wrong?There is so much resentment accumulated in my heart...'

The official seal was taken soon.

Although this thing is very important, Wen Zhongguang doesn't like to keep it with him all the time.

Because, every time he did something vicious and vicious that violated his conscience, he would always feel a pair of eyes staring at him. On the official seal, there was an inexplicable force that locked his heart and made him sleep uneasy.

I haven't been in court for several days, and the official seal has been placed in the front office, not by my side.

Wen Zhongguang lived a very comfortable life...

Haven't seen this thing in a long time.

Most of the time, when encountering some trivial matters, I just ask Master Bo Shan to deal with them.When encountering a major event, he will do it himself and deal with it at his own discretion.

Seeing the official seal at this time, Wen Zhongguang burst into tears, and ordered Bo Shan to put the official seal on the incense table, and kowtowed down, "Long live my emperor."

Following this kowtow, there seemed to be a golden light shining in the county government office, and everyone felt that the coldness in the depths of their bodies completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a peaceful atmosphere.

The fear in Wen Zhongguang's heart was also at the same time, as if washed away by warm water, he let out a long breath.

Looking back at his son, Wen Tongzhao was already in tears, his face full of regret, guilt, and pain.

The 15-year-old child has already grown up, but at this moment, he can't stand firmly like a baby. He fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, howled, and hit his head with his fist vigorously.

"Damn me, I'm not human, I actually hurt my father..."

He kowtowed until his head was bleeding, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

"Stop him."

Wen Zhongguang gasped.

His eyes became a little cold.

At this time, it was already certain that there must have been something that confused his son's mind just now, so that he made such a reckless action.

Unfortunately, own arms.

Seeing the embarrassment on the faces of the doctors in the mansion, Wen Zhongguang was so angry and hated that his brain was a little numb... After ordering his wife and son to leave, he waited until the injured arm was wrapped up. Looking at the short arm, he knew that he The future is gone.

Even if it is an enlightened dynasty, it will not be too harsh on the officials, nor will it pursue the beauty of the officials too much.

But in any case, no imperial court would allow a disabled person to continue serving as an official.

Even if there is, it is at most just supported by a idle job. It is impossible to gain authority and be a parent.

Now that the news has not been passed on, his official position can still be temporarily preserved.

Paper cannot hold fire.

As soon as the news spread that his lower body was injured and he became a eunuch, and his arms were cut off and he became disabled, the county magistrate soon couldn't do it anymore.

He even suspected that the spies who were going to report to the state capital were already on their way.

There was a lot of noise before, with shouts of beating and killing, and blood splattered everywhere. The servants in the mansion must not be able to hide it. No one knows whether there are some forces in it, or even spies sent by the Shangguan.

Confidential information, they may not be able to detect it.

However, on the bright side, can you still deceive what you see in your eyes?
But this matter is too big, and it is impossible to silence it.Unless all the hundreds of people in the mansion are killed.

How can this be?

It is very likely that the news of resignation from the government will come to my house in less than ten and a half months.

"Sin, who did it? I want him to die?"

Wen Zhongguang slumped on the chair in a daze, his mind flitted one by one opponents and enemies, and finally, he locked on a certain person.

He knows that everything happens for a reason.

It is impossible to usher in such bad luck for no reason.

The enemy's methods are very decisive, cruel and vicious, both capable and motivated to think about it, nothing more than one or two.

But, he just offended one.

"Zhang Bailing!"

Wen Zhongguang's eyes were cold, and his teeth were almost shattered.

The light in his eyes was flickering. After thinking for a long time, he finally stood up and asked the guard to put the official seal in a leather pouch and hang it around his neck with a blank expression.

And, put on official robes and hats.

At the same time, with the help of the guards, he took out a strange Buddha statue thrown under the box, placed it on the incense table, and lit three sticks of incense.

Standing in front of the incense table again, Wen Zhongguang hesitated again.

Muttering in his mouth:

"It's not that I want to do this? Really, life and death are at stake, I can't afford to hesitate any longer, I believe, even the emperor will understand me..."

His eyes changed for a while, and Wen Zhongguang kowtowed down: "The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the Bodhi of the Wonderful Dharma... Lord Buddha bless you!"

Following Wen Zhongguang's sincere worship, the entire county government was shocked, and the official "cracker" hanging on his chest cracked a tiny hole...

There seemed to be the howling and howling of countless people in my ears. On the incense table, the three sticks of incense burned out quickly, and the black body intertwined with the strange Buddha statue, suddenly emitting a bright golden light...

……

"what!"

"I see."

Zhang Kun withdrew the five-yin flag, his eyes slightly cold.

The previous actions of the five yin and three ghosts had already made him understand that the county magistrate Wen Zhongguang, who had an official status, was actually protected by an extremely large amount of luck.

Whenever I feel malicious towards him and want to do something, I always feel wrong in my heart.

It's best not to do it in the telepathy, once you make a move, it may lead to unexpected catastrophe...

What exactly will lead to it?Zhang Kun actually doesn't know, but he has the experience of unifying the world of the Three Kingdoms, so he can probably understand...

Against the operation of a country, against the operation of the dynasty, against the flood of humanity, what kind of evil consequences will it lead to?

If it is the Three Kingdoms world, the problem is not very big.

The level of that world is not too high, and there is no mysterious power manifested in the world.

However, in today's world full of gods, demons and monsters, unexpected blows are likely to come.

It is even possible for stars to fall from the sky and smash themselves to death.

People are unlucky, drinking cold water will clog their teeth.

Zhang Kun felt that if he insisted on going his own way and wanted to kill the county magistrate directly, he would touch the luck of the dynasty, and then he would be very unlucky, very unlucky.

That kind of consequence is definitely not what I want to see.

Therefore, even if he has the Wuyin Banner, a formidable magic weapon of the sect, and can use it to the extreme, what he can do is very limited. He can't do anything to Wen Zhongguang himself, he can only cut his wings.

In other words, it affects the people around him.

However, this is actually enough.

You can't do it directly, it doesn't mean you can't do it.

The coquettish operation of the five yin and blazing ghosts made Wen Zhongguang's life worse than death...

Although, immediately after, the County Magistrate Wen invited the official seal to inspire the dynasty's luck, and directly shook the three ghosts away, causing all three ghosts to return to Wuyin Banner to recuperate after being injured.

Zhang Kun still didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter.

Whenever facing the enemy, there is offense and defense.

The county magistrate secretly played tricks, joined forces with the Qingyu Gang and Shepanshan to attack him, and even personally dispatched the Taoist priests in the mansion. The tricks are old-fashioned and ruthless. It is obvious that he rushed to beat himself to death with a stick .

And he also retaliated with retaliation, just waiting for his hand to be free, and immediately reciprocated.

Then, the other party called out the luck of the dynasty and used their identity to cooperate with the official seal to protect themselves, which is what the title should mean.

He never thought that Wen Zhongguang was a fool, he didn't have the power to protect himself and fight back, or he asked his relatives and friends, or asked his superiors for help, and asked the court for help...

But he didn't expect at all that this guy was better at playing than he imagined. He directly took advantage of the dynasty's luck, and kowtowed down while wearing the official seal.

This is defilement, this is surrender...

Zhang Kun seemed to hear the roar of a dragon in the dark, and then looked around Baling, and found that a faint but invisible force quietly disintegrated.

I heard the wailing of the people in my ears, and I heard that above the sky, it was torn apart like a silk, and there was a thick golden light shining in through the spiritual induction like light and electricity.

Thousands of mantras sounded in my mind, "Bodhi's wonderful method, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss..."

"This……"

Good guy, this is a big guy that has been provoked.

……

Pingjiang Xiling.

A huge, broad and resplendent temple stands on top of it, and the sound of Sanskrit singing can be heard, which has the meaning of purity and solemnity.

Although it was night and it was almost Haishi, the temple was still brightly lit.

At the entrance of the main hall, leading directly to the stone steps at the bottom of the mountain, the slope winds straight up. A novice runs up the mountain with a torch in his hand. Amid the sound of horseshoes, from time to time, he bends down and holds up the fire to light the oil lamp on the roadside.

With the sound of horseshoes going straight into the hall, the whole Xiling has been imprinted by the light of oil lamps like a paradise in myths and legends. The people at the foot of the mountain will bow down and bow down when they look at it from a distance, and their hearts are full of admiration and awe.

Zen Master Guangfa, who hadn’t slept peacefully at this time, was doing his daily homework. He was sitting naked in the hall, surrounded by five or six women coiled up like snakes, their blue hair like waterfalls, and their precious appearances were solemn. Like a celestial girl flying to the moon, she is in a wonderful state...

There are dozens of monks sitting on both sides, chanting the bodhi pure heart mantra and the song of the pure land of bliss. Above the main hall, there are golden statues of men and women, all of which exude a strong brilliance, making people forget their worries.

Obviously, there was a very unbearable scene in front of them, but no one had the slightest evil thought in their hearts.

Monk Guangfa is tall and tall like a Buddha sitting upright, his face is as usual, his eyes are closed, and he allows the goddess to move.Singing Buddha's greetings in his mouth, the muscles on his body flashed brightly, with a unique rhythm.

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and the huge Buddha statue behind him buzzed, and in front of him a pile of incense sticks ignited spontaneously without fire, and clouds appeared in the place where the smoke was lingering...

In the light of his heart, Monk Guangfa saw a golden light piercing the sky and heading southeast.

"Great, Baling County has finally been torn open. Wen Zhongguang, Wen Zhongguang, the poor monk thought you were watertight, and laid a lot of help for you. Unexpectedly, you haven't started to do it yet? Can't hold it anymore?"

He looked up and laughed heartily.

With a wave of his hand, he shook off the "celestial girl" who was wrapped around his body, and stood up abruptly, "Go to Brother Guangming, and tell him that there has been a change in Baling, and let him play by ear. The turning point is no longer limited to a county. Hehe, this time, even the Guanyin Temple can't stop it, and those girls in the Purple Bamboo Forest can only watch helplessly."

"Yes, the abbot brother continues to study the wonderful method, and the brother will come as soon as he goes."

A monk beside him was smiling all over his face, chanting the Buddha's name, his figure turned into a light and shadow, passed through the gate of the temple, and went straight down the mountain.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

There was a sound of Buddha's chant all around.

Someone flattered loudly: "Senior brother, seeing thousands of miles away, laid out the chess pieces early to get the upper hand. This time, Datang Wangqi opened a hole in Baling County, and the five counties of Yuezhou went straight to the second one. Humanity is weak. Even if the county magistrate Nawen wants to repent if the demons enter, he cannot help him."

"That's right, senior brother's methods are really indescribable, like spring wind turning into rain, moistening things silently. A few days ago, Snake Pan Mountain hadn't made any progress for a long time, and being trapped in the Dongting Dragon Palace and not being able to get out, it's really not a good urging.

Unexpectedly, without them having to take care of the cause and effect, Baling County would automatically tear open the door and send it to the door... Sure enough, Buddhism is about to flourish, and everything goes smoothly without any obstacles. "

"Yes, yes, with Senior Brother Guangfa in front of us, Senior Brother Guangming will definitely go without any twists and turns. After Pingjiang, Baling County will become the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and it is just around the corner. It is really gratifying and congratulatory."

There was joy and laughter all around, and scriptures lingered in my ears.

Where the silk and bamboo orchestra is played, the lights are brightly lit, and there is joy.

(End of this chapter)