Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 239 The Evil of Esoteric Buddhism
The scenery in Victoria is completely different from Liangzhou and Xiangzhou.

Liangzhou is full of mountains and rivers, and Xiangzhou is a flat river.

But here in Victoria, the sky is full of yellow sand and desolate everywhere.

It was obviously spring, but the weather was dry and hot, but in the evening, a cold wind blew up again, which was quite bitingly cold.

Lin Ji didn't ride a horse, and walked for a day along the weedy official road according to the map.

For a whole day, there was no one to be seen, and it was so desolate and deserted that it didn't look like an official road.

Feeling the icy evening wind, Lin Ji looked ahead, and could vaguely see a village.

"Has it arrived yet?"

According to the map, the convenience is Nanmo County.

But in Lin Ji's eyes, it was clearly just a dilapidated big village.

There is not much light in the sky, and the moonlight is also covered by heavy clouds.

But there was no light in that village, let alone smoke from cooking.

Not angry.

This is Lin Ji's first impression of Nanmo County.

He took a few steps faster, and in less than a moment, Lin Ji was already standing outside the village.

When he got close, he saw the whole picture of the village.

This village seems to have been built later, and it should be the old site of Nanmo County in the distance.

However, the old site has been eroded by the wind so that it can no longer be seen. Some of the only remaining ruins are silently telling the prosperity that may have existed here.

With a slight movement of the mind, the consciousness has been detected.

The village is not that big, there are about one or two hundred households, and with Lin Ji's fifth-level divine sense, the entire village is soon covered.

"Someone is there, but dying."

Lin Ji's eyes were set on a farmhouse not far away beside the road.

The surrounding houses are occupied by people, and there is a bit of fireworks, but no one is at home at this time.

Only in the farmhouse, there was still some anger, but it was almost dissipated.

Lin Ji came to the farmhouse and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

But he clearly detected that the people in the room were beating a little faster, and the whole person became extremely nervous.

"Are you afraid of something?"

Lin Ji pushed away the farmhouse and walked into the small courtyard in front of the house.

Generally speaking, some vegetables should be grown in the courtyard of the farmhouse.

But although there are some traces of reclamation in this yard, there are some dustpans, stone manuscripts and other tools piled up on the ground.

Lin Ji lost interest after looking at it twice, and simply pushed open the door of the house.

squeak.
The rotting wooden door made a harsh sound.

Before Lin Ji stepped into the house, an old voice sounded from inside.

"Master, spare your life, Master, spare your life."

Lin Ji saw a skinny old man, wearing a tattered coat, kneeling on the ground trembling.

The window of the house was leaking, and the cold wind was biting at night, but he was only wearing a coat with a breast open.

Before Lin Ji could speak, the old man kowtowed.

Boom boom boom!
Lin Ji didn't have time to stop him, the old man had already knocked heavily, his forehead was cut open, blood flowed out, staining the ground and his face red.

"I'm not a monk, I'm just a passer-by who came to ask for directions." Lin Ji frowned slightly, raised his finger lightly, and the invisible spiritual energy helped the old man up, and began to heal the injury on his forehead.

It wasn't until this time that the old man finally saw Lin Ji's appearance.

Thinking of the situation in which he had just been lifted up, he was shocked again.

"Are you... an immortal teacher?"

"Immortal Master? Let's just say so." Lin Ji reckoned that this should be a title for monks.

In the other states of the Central Plains, even children who have just learned to walk know the existence of monks.

But here, something seems different.

When the old man saw Lin Ji nodding, the panic in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Go! Don't drag me down if you want to die!"

Trembling, he curled up on the hard soil bed.

It can't even be called a bed, because it's just a platform piled up with mud and covered with some straw.

"Why does it drag you down?" Lin Ji asked.

"The masters of Xingye Temple do not allow anyone to communicate with the immortal masters. If they find one and execute the other, they will also put a curse on us. We will live like pigs from generation to generation, and we will not be able to escape after a hundred deaths."

Without waiting for Lin Ji to ask again, the old man started talking to himself frantically again.

"I don't want to be a pig, I want to be a monk."

"I've been working for 60 years, and I'll be free in another ten years, another ten years."

"The great master promised me that I will be sent to the temple after my death, and I will become a monk in the next life."

Having said that, tears welled up in the old man's eyes.

"Coco I was lazy today, 60 years of hard work were ruined."

"I hurt my leg from the stone and couldn't get out of bed. I didn't mean to."

"But I'm just being lazy."

"In the next life, I will be a pig again, and I will be a pig again."

The old man's voice gradually became desperate and became smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, Lin Ji's face changed slightly, and he walked quickly to the old man.

Put your hand under his nose, you can't feel the breath anymore.

I touched my neck again, but there was no pulse.

"Is this dead?"

Lin Ji frowned and probed with his divine sense.

"Did you die at the end of your life? Just now so many words are just a flashback?"

No matter what, the information the old man just revealed was enough to shock Lin Ji.

"So the people here have been bewitched by esoteric Buddhism? Instilled in their thoughts?"

"What is a pig? The bald donkey in the sixth realm who hunted me down earlier also called me a pig, and this old man also calls himself a pig."

"So the tantric sect divides the common people in Victoria into different grades? The monks are the highest, and the pigs are the lowest?"

"Because pigs are the lowest, so they are driven willingly, 60 years. Just to become a monk in the next life?"

Lin Ji felt an incomparable chill in his heart, and this chill soon turned into anger.

See the big because of the small.

The fear from the heart of the old man just now is enough to show how outrageous the control of the Tantra over the people of Victoria has come.

"So the evil of Tantric Buddhism is not just enslaving the people?"

Just as Lin Ji was thinking so far, there was finally some noise outside.

Under his investigation, he found hundreds of people, dragging their tired bodies, slowly walking towards the village.

The originally deserted village became a little more lively, but only a little.

Because all the common people were so exhausted that they could only bend their bodies when they walked.

Each of them held tools such as dustpans and stone picks in their hands, without saying a word, like walking corpses.

After a while, someone pushed open the door of Lin Ji's small courtyard.

The man opened his mouth as soon as he entered the door.

"Old man, I've already told Monk about your laziness today! Don't blame me, if I'm found out, I won't be able to live even if you die!"

"Master Monk praised me for being honest and said that after my death, my ashes will be buried in the temple."

"You won't live for ten years, so don't implicate me."

With that said, a strong man pushed open the door of the room.

Lin Ji also happened to look at him.

(End of this chapter)