Sky War Soul

"Extravagance and obscenity! In a time of great famine, we abandon our own people and ignore them. The wine in the Imperial City stinks, and the road is frozen to death! "

Chu Yun's expression was a little ugly. He had never seen these situations before.

"Do you think it's just an example? I think it's the same across Dongzhou."

Wang Chengying's eyes are deep, and he is very open to these.

Chu Yun shook his head, unable to say what it was like.

He only knew that there would never be such a large area of famine in the central region.

"Keep going."

Chu Yun waved, unwilling to continue to watch.

They went a long way and found that no matter where they went, there was a famine everywhere, but in some places it was serious and in some places there was surplus food.

In addition to those cities, there are a large number of temples, which are full of incense, and there are many people coming to offer incense.

"Go down and have a look."

Chu Yun is very curious in his heart. It's the time. Why is he still interested in incense?

When they came to a temple, they saw a long line in it.

Looking up, there are a group of dignitaries, as well as some fat headed and glossy merchants, wearing royal robes and jade robes, sweating and waiting in line.

Outside the temple, the guards brought by these people surrounded the temple to prevent the refugees from rushing in.

"Please, give me a bite."

"We haven't eaten in three days."

"Master, we have escaped from the border. Please pity us!"

"Buddha saves us, Buddha saves us."

The refugees, one by one, were so skinny that they knelt down in front of the guards and kowtowed. They wanted to ask the guards to make way to enter the temple to beg for food.

"Go away, don't dirty my clothes!"

The guards were all warriors with fierce expressions.

Although there are only a few dozen people, they have no fear when facing hundreds of refugees around them.

"We're going to eat, my child is going to starve!"

A man with angry expression rushed out to break through the encirclement of many bodyguards.

"Dying."

The guard sneered and raised his hand to cut off the man's head.

The man's blood splashed on the snow, but his behavior did not affect other people. Instead, the refugees swarmed up and began to eat his body.

"What a pack of animals."

Several guards smiled coldly and disdained.

Chu Yun and Wang Chengying frowned and went to the temple.

Those guards saw that the strength of the two men was good, and they didn't dare to do anything difficult. They dodged to get out of the way.

"Buddha on, let this damn snow stop as soon as possible!"

"Well, we business people have lost a lot."

"Goddamn snow, goddamn scourge!"

Several merchants knelt in front of the futun and worshipped the Buddha respectfully. The monks around closed their eyes and held the beads in their hands.

These Buddhist beads are pure gold, wooden fish and pure gold.

Especially on the neck, there is a gold chain with thick and thin fingers, which looks like a nouveau riche.

After kneeling, several businessmen took out silver tickets and put them into the merit box, which is the incense money for worshiping Buddha.

The monk opened a gap in his eyes and looked down at the merchants' pens. He was very satisfied. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Buddha has already felt your sincerity. Why don't you go after using the vegetarian meal in the temple?"

"That's good!"

Several businessmen could not close their mouths with a smile: "please show me the way."

Under the guidance of the monk, several businessmen went to the back of the temple to use their fast.

There are people going to offer incense, and people throwing silver tickets into the merit box.

In just half an hour, the merit box has been filled with silver tickets.

When someone has finished offering incense, the monks on one side will say piously, "Amitabha, Buddha will bless you."

After hearing this, all the people who were fragrant were excited, as if they were really blessed by the Buddha.

Soon, it was Chu Yun's turn to take a picture with Wang Chengying.

Chu Yun frowned and asked the monk, "there are so many refugees outside. Why don't they go to help them? Don't the Buddhists always cherish compassion?"

The monk's face was expressionless and his hands were folded. "Amitabha, benefactor, this is really unreasonable. We will help the refugees every day. Although there are too many refugees, we are doing our best..."

Before the words came down, there was a smell of fish and meat coming from the back of the temple. It seemed that there was also a smell of wine.

The monk's expression changed, but he still pretended to be indifferent and explained: "the group of alms from outside are mainly used for fasting here. It's reasonable to get some fish and meat."

"When I came here, I saw that all the villages and families provided Buddha statues. They are followers of Buddhism. They may worship the Buddha more often than you. In case of famine, you monks should go to help them, but you don't have it. In the temple, you still have plenty of fish and meat. It's ridiculous that you eat a lot of brains and intestines. "

Chu Yun smiled coldly.

"Almsgiver, don't make trouble here."

The monk was very unhappy and stared at Chu Yun.

"Buddha should be compassionate. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell will even do the good deed of cutting flesh and feeding eagles. But when you come here, all of you are selfish and collect money for incense. They will wear gold and silver for the luxury of temple construction, and let the refugees starve to death in the street without relief... "

The more excited Chu Yunyue said, the monk glared at him and was ready to get angry.

"Well, it's all the same. It's no use blaming him."

Wang Chengying reaches out and holds Chu Yun's shoulder, motioning him not to waste his words.

Chu Yun responded that he was a little too excited just now.

But he was still not angry. There are so many temples in the whole east continent. If we do our best to help the refugees, we can not say that we can completely solve the famine, at least we can ease the current situation a hundred times.

But they would rather eat and drink their own food and rebuild the Buddha's golden body, rather than replace it with food for disaster relief. It's a waste of the refugees' faith in them.

Chu Yun took a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "come on, let's go."

"It's bold to humiliate the Buddha and want to leave!"

Seeing that Chu Yun wanted to leave, the monk began to be reluctant. He thought that Chu Yun was afraid, and his expression suddenly became extremely ferocious. He shouted: "the king protector!"

"Brush!"

Eighteen figures rushed out of the temple. Each of them was born with five big and three thick bodies, and their upper bodies were bare. Their muscles contained explosive power.

All of them are powerful in real martial arts. Although they can't get on the stage, no one dares to provoke them in this poor village.

Chu Yun's eyes narrowed: "if you keep pestering, then don't blame me for killing!"

"Kill him!"

The monk pointed at Chu Yun and said, "where are you from? You dare to go wild here. Amitabha! Do you think monks are good at bullying?"

Eighteen guardians of the imperial court suddenly spread out their figures, and attacked Chu Yun with all their means.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chengying turned around helplessly.

Chu Yun has never been merciful. If these monks take the initiative to seek death, they can't blame anyone else.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Chu Yun didn't want to turn around. He stretched out his hand and turned it into a sharp blade and crossed through the sky.

The cold light is shining and fleeting in the temple. The whole void seems to be stagnant and oppressive as if it can drip water.

At the same time, the eighteen guardians and the monk all stared at each other as if they had seen something incredible.

They all have a blood line.

After a few breaths, a total of 19 people fell to the ground and lost their lives.

It's all one shot.

Chu Yun scattered the blade in his hand and turned around and said, "let's go."

Wang Chengying smiles bitterly. Chu Yun is still of this character. He is free and unrestrained.

After they left the temple, they went in another direction.

Chu Yun witnessed too many such scenes all the way, and even became numb later.

The Buddhist gate of Dongzhou, especially the temples below, sits high above, unwilling to look down at the sufferings of all living beings.

If it has been like this, the whole east continent will be reversed.

"How far is it from Buddhism?"

Chu Yun asked Wang Chengying.

After Wang Chengying estimated the distance, Zhang Kou said, "we are on our way at this speed. We have three days at most to go to the Buddhist gate."

Dongzhou Buddhism is built on the huge Wanfo Mountain.

The so-called Wanfo Mountain, every peak is almost completely connected. Buddhism has been entrenched and developed here for thousands of years since ancient times.

"Three days."

Chu Yun looked down at the bottom, and found that it was still snowy, but the refugees in this place were orderly, one by one, in front of the temple, receiving porridge and rice for alms.

"Well, there are monks here to help refugees. It seems that not all monks are bad people."

Seeing this scene, Chu Yun felt a little relieved.

My previous thoughts are still a little too extreme.

Wang Chengying looked down, smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You can feel the breath of the temple carefully, and then you will know..."

Chu Yun is a little confused: "how?"

As he said that, he released his mental power to feel. This feeling is not important. He could see the black air rising from the sky in the temple clearly.

Of course, the ordinary people can't see the blackness, only the people who have a strong spiritual cultivation can.

"Devil Buddha sect?"

Chu Yun lost his voice and cried.

these black gas are exactly the same as the demons emitted from their magic Buddha.

This shows that these temples are not Buddhist temples, but the temples of the magic Buddha sect.

"Yes, it's the monks of the magic Buddha sect who give the porridge to the refugees."

When Wang Chengying speaks, his tone is meaningful.

Chu Yun's eyes widened, obviously shocked by the facts in front of him.

The Buddha, who cherishes compassion, is above all others, regardless of the refugees.

Instead, these so-called evil rebellious monks came out to give porridge and help refugees.

After all, who is justice?