Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 584: Fields
Yumo area, Jinzhu Village.

The impoverished village lay quietly under the bright moonlight, and the brick and wood houses were empty and silent.

After seeing with their own eyes how Dunzhu was bewitched by the Ming people and killed the Dharma King Ganquan, the villagers of Jinzhu Village fled in all directions with resentment.

There were no lights in the village, and the only light coming out of the windows was the faint and primitive candlelight.

Along with this, there was also a hoarse animal sound that sounded like crying.

Dunzhu, who had regained consciousness, stood outside the house, waiting anxiously.

In just half a night, the originally sturdy and strong man had become thin and unrecognizable, with a layer of shriveled skin hanging on his thick bones.

This is the result of cutting off the Buddha's grace and severing the root of wisdom.

If it weren't for Concubine Yuan Ming's intervention, he would probably have become a cold corpse by now.

However, the lingering fear that filled Dunzhu's heart at this moment was not because he had been to the gates of hell.

It was because of his negligence that Jianjiu Azhuo almost committed suicide.

If that was the case, then he really didn't know how to face the soul of Village Chief Jianjiu wandering around the plateau.

Dunzhu subconsciously still believed that Fo Nu's soul would remain after his death.

Either enter the Buddha's kingdom to be reincarnated, or linger on the Fandi Plateau.

This kind of thinking was almost engraved in his bones, and even though he had become a Buddha killer, he could not change it in a short period of time.

There was a squeak.

The door of the blockhouse was pushed open, and a foreign woman came out carrying a wooden basin. There were obvious burns on the back of her hands, which were marks left by the poisonous blood.

Dunzhu should call this woman Aunt Jiyin.

She was none other than the foreigner who had knelt and kowtowed before Li Jun not long ago, begging him not to continue blaspheming the Dharma King Ganquan.

It was also she who, after other Jinzhu villagers chose to flee, forcibly drove her son away and chose to stay and take care of Jianjiu Azhuo.

Dunzhu couldn't quite understand Aunt Jiyin's inconsistent behavior.

He also didn't understand why this woman, who had been timid in the past, suddenly showed such courage and determination.

Thinking of this, Dunzhu somewhat awkwardly turned away from meeting Aunt Jiyin's gaze.

But the other party seemed to see the doubts in his heart. He put down the wooden basin full of dirty blood in his hand, wanted to put his hands together, but after hesitating for a moment, he let go.

"Don't worry, Dunzhu. Father Jianjiu saved my son Gazai with his life, so I will give my life back to him."

Seeing that Dunzhu remained silent, the woman smiled helplessly, picked up the wooden basin and walked away again.

"aunt"

Dunzhu suddenly called her, his face, which was dry due to genetic decay, was full of confusion.

"Since you are grateful for the kindness of Father Jianjiu and are even willing to sacrifice your life for him, why do you still want to plead for Dharma King Ganquan? Aren't all these disasters caused by him?"

"Dunzhu, you were born and raised in the plateau, why do you have such thoughts?"

The woman paused and looked back at Dunzhu.

"Am I wrong in what I said?"

"Whether it's right or wrong, it doesn't matter now. Perhaps it's because you are different that you are favored by Buddha. Dunzhu, what Jianjiu's father said is right. You are a seed of hope, but you are too anxious to sprout."

Aunt Jiyin showed a fleeting tired smile on her face, and her eyes revealed a clear light that Dunzhu had never seen in her before.

"When Jianjiu's father died, I heard the voice of his spirit. Everything I did was what Jianjiu's father wanted me to do."

The woman said slowly, "He is Azhuo's grandfather. He is willing to give up all the merits he has accumulated throughout his life and die for Azhuo, but he does not want the entire Jinzhu Village to suffer with him. If Fonu loses his village and land, he will lose the way to redeem his sins and can only become a wandering soul on the plateau. Jianjiu's father does not want to see this happen."

"Begging for mercy won't make the monks of Ganquan Temple let us go." Dunzhu buried his head, his voice hoarse.

"Seize every opportunity to survive. Isn't this what Jianjiu's father has always taught us?"

Dunzhu's face suddenly turned red and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.

Waves of guilt filled his heart, but Dunzhu did not regret his choice.

"Don't blame yourself. If you didn't kill Ganquan, those outsiders would have done it. The fate of Jinzhu Village might have been determined when we were chosen to move the sacred stone to build Ganquan Temple."

The woman's voice was calm and composed.

It seems that Dunzhu was not the only one who woke up from the accident a few hours ago.

It's just that they made different choices.

"Aunt Jiyin, I want to go in and see Azhuo."

"Leave her alone."

The woman sighed heavily, "In the past, Jianjiu Azhuo was the most beautiful gesang flower in Jinzhu Village, a lark flying in the rainy sky, but now..."

Dunzhu took a deep look at the window that was dimly lit, then turned around and left resolutely.

He walked with big strides, his eyes determined, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in his heart.

Dunzhu knew that his body was rotting away step by step. He was not afraid of death, but he was unwilling to die like this.

He wanted to find the Ming man who gave him the opportunity to kill Buddha.

"When Jianjiu's father died, I also heard the voice of his soul."

Dunzhu said to himself, "Azhuo is not a demon. Don't worry, Dad. I will help her regain her human identity!"

When he first arrived, this desolate Gobi desert located on the outer edge of the Fandi U-Tsangwei taught Li Jun a lesson.

Although he thought he was already accustomed to intrigues and schemes, and had experienced countless cases of cannibalism and gangsterism, Li Jun felt that his numb heart was deeply shaken once again.

The mountains and rivers are in turmoil and the world is cannibalistic.

Did the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Empire eat people? Yes.

The disciples of Taoism, the students of Confucianism, and even the believers of Han Buddhism, they are all helpless.

But compared to the Buddhist slaves in Fandi, they are much luckier.

The "cannibalism" in the Fanchuan Buddhist tradition is more direct, naked, bloody and cruel.

What made him feel even more aggrieved was the incredible patience and obedience shown by these foreign Buddhist slaves.

Even cattle and sheep would struggle and resist when facing a knife, but they were willing to sacrifice their lives and even kneel down to beg for mercy for the so-called guru or Dharma King.

The Bandi Plateau is so dark that you can't see your hand in front of you, and therein lies an extremely absurd reality.

However, Li Jun did not feel heavy in the darkness, but felt relaxed instead.

Since this is the place, what he has to do is very simple.

It's nothing more than killing from beginning to end!

It has nothing to do with any high-sounding justice or chivalry, it's simply that I can't stand it and I'm going to chop them off if they need to.

"Sijiu, does that monk have any useful information in his head?"

A primitive fire pit burning with firewood, with people sitting around it.

Zou Sijiu nodded and said, "We are lucky. That grandson is the confidant of the Dharma King Ganquan. He has done many shameful things for him and knows a lot. But if you can hold back a little and don't trample Ganquan's brain into that state, maybe we can get a more accurate answer."

At this point, Zou Sijiu looked at Li Jun helplessly.
"I didn't expect him to be so fragile. I'll try my best next time."

Li Jun responded with his head down.

"Just like what Sister Yuan guessed, the girl named Azhuo is not a corrupted demon, but was transformed into a half-human, half-ghost appearance."

Zou Sijiu said: "The one who did this was an agricultural organization called 'Sheji'."

As for Nongxu, Li Jun had killed some of them, including Nongxu Wuchundi Ling Songshan of Waqu Honghu and Nongxu Siqianmozhu Wu Yajiao of Liaodong Lu Clan. In addition to killing people, Li Jun's deepest impression of Nongxu was the "Spring Equinox" potion he had taken in Jiulong Street, Chengdu Prefecture.

Among the various forces in the Ming Empire, there are quite a few traces of agricultural activities, but most of them are involved in areas such as medical reform and food production.

They don't seem to have any interest in competing for world domination, and I've never heard of any province that has their base. People in the entire sequence act in a low-key manner and don't have much of a sense of presence.

Even Li Jun's former friend He Zangjia was content to be a happy and carefree local tyrant in Chongqing Prefecture.

Overall, in the eyes of the world, this is a sequence with no ambitions.

Just as Li Jun was thinking about recalling the information about Nong Xu, he heard the guard standing behind Zou Sijiu ask in confusion.

"These people are all Ganquan Temple's Buddhist slaves. Are the people of Ganquan Temple just going to sit back and do nothing?"

"Yu, you are still too kind."

Zou Sijiu sighed and said, "The majesty of Buddha needs the maintenance of demons. The faith of slaves also needs demons to consolidate. Without the threat of survival, even the cowardly flock of sheep will have the idea of ​​climbing over the fence."

"This kind of thing is not uncommon in the empire, but those people are not as ugly and cruel as the Buddhist monks in the foreign lands."

Zou Sijiu's words were irrefutable, and the area around the fire pit suddenly fell into silence.

"Master Ma, do you know this agricultural power called 'Sheji'?"

Concubine Yuan Ming was the first to break the silence and turned to look at Lord Ma.

As the most senior person among all the people present, only Lord Ma may know some news about this "country".

"I have heard some Minggui mention it before, and most of them are old news from the period of 'Dividing the World into Martial Arts', but they almost all use the same word to describe the agricultural order of 'Sheji'."

The solemn and low voice of Lord Ma came from the red eyes: "Radical!"

"The members of Sheji are rare radicals in the Agricultural Order. Unlike the current Agricultural Order that advocates the cultivation concept of taking oneself as a 'field', they believe that the whole world is arable land and all things are fertile. As long as they are willing, they can cultivate everything they want."

Lord Ma's eyes swept over everyone one by one: "In their words, even the wisdom of the Buddha order, the foundation of the Tao order, and the Dantian of the martial order are not a problem..."

"I don't know if it's because of this reason, but after the fall of Wuxu, Nongxu didn't get a population base that could allow them to settle down. On this point, the attitudes of the three religions are surprisingly consistent. Therefore, the followers of Nongxu in recent years are almost all naturally awakened, and they are not born through large-scale training."

"Nong Xu has always behaved very honestly, with a cowardly look. If the three religions are willing to give it, they will take it. If they are not willing to give it to them, they will not make a fuss."

Lord Ma sneered, "But now it seems that these farmers have not found their own fields in the old two capitals and thirteen provinces of the empire, so they turned their attention to the foreign lands."

"If the three religions joined forces to suppress it, then logically, Sheji would not have a chance to gain a foothold in the Fan land. But now the relationship between Fanchuan Buddhism and Sheji does not seem to be competition, but more like cooperation. Why would Fanchuan Buddhism take the risk of colluding with them? Is it just to consolidate their faith?"

Zou Sijiu asked doubtfully.

Li Jun seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Concubine Yuan Mingfei.

"I have seen the agricultural order of Sheji in a test field called 'Gawu Box' under the command of Sangyan Temple."

Concubine Yuan Ming closed her eyes slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"In that experimental field, Sangyan Temple has mastered a complete process from capture, dissection, intercourse, breeding, cultivation, to extracting the consciousness of the experimental body and purifying it into causal computing power. At that time, I was puzzled as to when Sangyan Temple mastered this technique. But if Fanchuan Buddhist Order is secretly cooperating with Sheji behind the back of Hanchuan Buddhist Order, then everything will be a matter of course."

"Do you really not know about the Han Buddhist tradition in the empire? Or are you pretending not to know?"

Chen Qisheng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked.

After witnessing the intrigues between the old and new Taoist orders, he became extremely sensitive to the little moves between the same orders.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yuan Ming gave a bitter smile but did not respond.

Zou Sijiu asked in confusion, "Why does Sangyan Temple have these techniques?"

"To break the lock and advance to the next level."

Yuan Mingfei explained: "Just like the new Taoist order uses the 'Yellow Millet' to achieve spiritual ascension, the Buddhist order also hopes to find a way to get rid of the limitations of the flesh and transcend to become a Buddha. The Buddhist Kingdom host is a product they created by imitating the 'Yellow Millet'."

"Although the birth of the 'Buddha Kingdom Host' has given the Buddha Order the same reincarnation practice ability as the new Taoist Order, and even the Buddha thoughts of the Buddha Order of the same rank are more powerful and flexible, and the 'Buddha Kingdom on Earth' also allows the Buddha Order to have a considerable advantage when facing the Taoist Order, Yin and Yang Order, etc., the flaws of this technical method are also equally obvious."

"To cultivate a follower of the same rank, the resources consumed by the Buddha Rank far exceed those of the new Dao Rank. The higher the rank, the more this defect is magnified. The causal computing power possessed by some of the fourth rank Buddha Ranks is simply not enough to build a sufficiently real and vast Buddhist world for them."

"Moreover, since the emergence of the Fandi Buddhist Order, there have been many rituals related to blood, flesh and internal organs in their doctrines and culture, so their understanding of the blood, flesh and body is also not weak. In fact, among all the orders in the entire Ming Empire, only the Fandi Buddhist Order can barely keep up with the Agricultural Order."

"So even if they accepted the Buddhist kingdom method created by the Han Buddhism, there are still many people in the Fan Buddhism who believe that the secret and potential of using the flesh is far beyond the Buddhist kingdom built by the method technology. They named this flesh and blood ability that can replace the host of the Buddhist kingdom 'Sharizi'."

At this point, the context of the matter has become clear.

A so-called "demon" like Jianjiu Azhuo, who was corrupt and degenerate because of his unfaithful faith, was most likely a failed product abandoned by a certain testing ground.

They were not destroyed, but fell into the hands of temples in various places, where they were recycled again and became sacrificial objects to establish prestige.

In the sky of the entire Fandi Plateau, there is not only a Buddha sitting there who can control the life and death of the Fan people, but also a group of demons who can make the Fan people live a life worse than death.

"Then it seems that we have not only new hatreds with this 'Sheji', but also old grudges?"

Li Jun threw a piece of firewood into the fire pit, his cold eyes reflecting the growing fire.

"The fact that Jianjiu Azhuo can become like that shows that there must be a test field of 'Sheji' in the Yumo area."

Li Jun ordered: "This is the first time they meet. To be on the safe side, Ming Fei, take Lao Chen and Lao Zou with you to meet them and test how deep this 'Sheji' is."

Yuan Mingfei frowned when she heard this. Before she could speak, she heard Zou Sijiu beside her say, "Is it necessary to make such a big scene? Master Zou, I think I should be enough by myself, right?"

Chen Qisheng said disdainfully: "Are you so eager to be a test subject for others? But you are right, you Yin Yang Xu have no strength, and you are not worth studying. It is enough to study you alone."

"Niu Bizi, do you want to cause trouble?" Zou Sijiu raised his eyebrows.

Chen Qisheng put his hands in his sleeves and smiled, "Master Zou, you are joking. How dare I do that? How about this, I will let you pull me into the dream first, and then we can practice again?"

Chen Qisheng is now carrying countless Wudang heroic spirits on his back. How could Zou Sijiu possibly pull him with his current strength?

Not to mention in the real world, even if ten of him were tied together they would not be able to defeat Chen Qisheng.

"It's okay if you don't dare. You are sensible."

Zou Sijiu decisively picked up the first half of the sentence and left, ignoring Chen Qisheng's subsequent words, and turned to look at Li Jun.

"We are going to deal with Sheji, so what are you going to do there, Lao Li?"

"You don't think I was too cautious, do you? Then I'll just do something that doesn't require any discretion."

Li Jun smiled and said, "Master Ma and I will go and meet those Buddhist masters standing in the open, and help them repair their temples and pray for their souls to be liberated."

"But."

Concubine Yuan Ming looked worried, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Li Jun.

"Don't worry, we are not the only ones who want to cause trouble for Sangyan Temple. And even if we really encounter some tough guys who are hard to deal with, it will be convenient for Master Ma and I to run away."

"Run? When the third promotion sequence was updated, Master Ma had already eliminated this ability."

Lord Ma stretched out his tone, and his arrogant attitude made Zou Sijiu, who had just been defeated, couldn't help but look envious.

"Master Ma is even more arrogant than me, why don't you provoke him?"

He poked Chen Qisheng with his elbow, made faces and spoke in a joking tone.

"I'll let you pull me into the dream first."

Zou Sijiu's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Are you talking about you and me now?"

"I'll let you pull me first."

Chen Qisheng still said this, which immediately made Zou Sijiu so angry that his teeth itched, but he could do nothing about it.

At this moment, a dull collision sound suddenly came from outside the bunker.

It's like someone is constantly knocking his head.

Under the moonlight, the haggard Dunzhu was kneeling on the ground, blood already flowing from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)