Corrupt official in the Red Chamber

Chapter 496 Destroy the Buddha
Daxiangguo Temple, among the abbots.

The great monk Hongchan was sitting on a futon, reciting the "Avalokitesvara Sutra" in his mouth, looking calm and inactive.

But his heart was about to be on fire now.

Since his junior brother left, no news has come back, which makes the great monk Hongchan feel frightened.

You know, in the past, his junior brother defeated demons and eliminated obstacles for Buddhism, and returned in a short while.

But this time it was almost dawn, and his junior brother was not seen turning around, which made Monk Hongchan feel that something was wrong.

Just when he was anxious, there was a sudden cry of killing outside.

Then the abbot's door was pushed open, and a young monk rolled in from the outside.

"Host, it's not good, the officers and soldiers came in."

After hearing these words, the great monk Hongchan was not afraid, but felt happy for a while.

What does such a big move by the officers and soldiers mean? It means that Jia Rui must be dead. This is Jia Rui's men starting to take revenge.

As for the junior brother not coming back, it should be because there are so many masters in the palace. Although the junior brother is successful, facing so many masters, he can only suffer from hatred.

But being able to kill the devil Jia Rui made the junior brother's sacrifice worth it.

Today, although the Prime Minister's country is unavoidable from a disaster, from now on no one in the court can hinder the development of Buddhism.

If that Buddhist disciple corrects the chaos in the future, Buddhism will definitely overwhelm Taoism and flourish in the world.

The great monk Hongchan tidied his cassock, then walked out of the abbot with his rosary beads.

But as soon as he walked outside, the door of the courtyard was knocked open, and then hundreds of officers and soldiers broke in from the outside, and immediately surrounded the great monk Hongchan.

Monk Hongchan stopped, looked at the officers and soldiers who came in, smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and said:
"Amitabha, I have committed all kinds of sins on my body. Please don't take the precept of killing and ruin your own luck."

"Old monk, when he is about to die, he still talks sweetly."

The speaker was a eunuch with a sharp tone.

He was holding a sword in his hand, and blood was dripping from the sword. It seemed that there were many people killed outside.

"Old monk, it seems you know what you have done. In that case, you can go down below and repent."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light on tiptoe, and the sword in his hand went straight to the head of Monk Hongchan.

It can be said that the great monk Hongchan is proficient in Zen, but he has no ability in the way of killing.

So with just one strike of the sword, his head moved.

After killing the great monk Hongchan, the eunuch shook off the blood on his sword and said to the other officers and soldiers:

"No one will be left in Daxiangguo Temple."

The officers and soldiers agreed loudly, then poured out of the small courtyard and began to search and kill people everywhere.

Today is a devastating disaster for Buddhism in Beijing.

Whether it was a thousand-year-old temple, a famous temple, or the unknown Lanruo, they were all murdered.

None of the practitioners or monks inside could escape the pain of the sword.

This turmoil also affected Buddhist believers in the capital.

Those Buddhist believers are now very frightened at home. All the Bodhisattva and Buddha statues in the past are now hidden. They don't dare to let others see them for fear of being reported.

In fact, they were all redundant. Jia Rui's order was only to kill the monks, and had no regard for ordinary civilians.

What is good above will be effective below.

In order to please Jia Rui's actions to exterminate Buddhism, the officials below also began to imitate him within their own jurisdiction.

At the beginning, they were just cautious. Later, Jia Rui's orders began to spread throughout the empire, and officials from various places relaxed their hands.

Countless temples were destroyed, countless monks were killed, and the treasures and properties accumulated over the years were forcibly collected by the government into the national treasury. Suddenly, rivers of blood flowed everywhere in the pure temples, and mountains of corpses formed.

In the south, in a remote small village, in an inconspicuous house, there were several strong people sitting.

These people sit in a very strange posture. They are not sitting on a chair or stool like ordinary people, but sitting cross-legged on a futon.

Among them was an old man with white hair and beard.

"Uncle Master, is that guy named Li really that powerful? Let's hide here and there."

It turns out that the old man in the middle is the backbone of Buddhism. Now he has the highest cultivation level in Buddhism and is only one step away from becoming an Arhat.

"You don't know that Taoist Li has great supernatural powers and is particularly good at controlling people's souls and the cultivation of bad guys."

"Don't say it's you. Even if I meet Lao Na, I'm afraid I won't be able to please him."

When he said this, the strong man who was about to become an Arhat showed confusion in his eyes.

When this dynasty was founded, this old monk had just achieved success in cultivation. He originally wanted to join the Fulong Court and make Buddhism prosperous by relying on the luck of the dynasty.

As a result, Li Zhenren had just come down the mountain at that time.

Both of them knew that luck was converging on the Taizu of this dynasty, so they both wanted to assist Mingjun.

But there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so these two people still had a fight.

At that time, the old monk almost died in the hands of Zhenren Li, and from then on he had to withdraw from the ranks of Fulongting.

This time, they lost the support of the court's luck, and the Buddhist sect was under the Taoist sect.

"Uncle Master, but now there are shouts of beating and killing against our Buddhist sect. Countless temples have been destroyed, and countless disciples and disciples have been killed. Are we just going to hide here?"

The old monk sighed, and then said: "Hongchan was too anxious, which is why he caused this disaster. However, this is also a disaster for my Buddhist sect. As long as I get through it, I will be fine."

"Old Ancestor, when Emperor Wuzong destroyed the Buddha, his luck as an emperor was wiped out. Will Jia Rui's fortune be wiped out this time when he kills the Buddha?" said a man in gray cloth.

When the other monks heard this, their eyes lit up.

You must know that there have been several movements to exterminate Buddhas in history, but each time, luck was seriously consumed and the country quickly fell into turmoil.

Will Jia Rui follow in the footsteps of his predecessors this time?

The old monk in the middle was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then lowered his head and thought for a while, "Jia Rui destroyed my Buddhism and destroyed my luck, and his own luck will be seriously worn out. Logically speaking, he himself has the luck of founding the country. Now he should It quickly became unpopular."

When he said this, the old monk closed his eyes and used his remaining magical power to peer into the heaven, hoping to see Jia Rui's past and future.

In the vast sea of ​​luck, the old monk suddenly caught a glimpse of Jia Rui's luck.

I only saw that this trace of luck was extremely strong, extremely strong, and extremely prosperous, as if it had some connection with the way of heaven.

This surprised the old monk.

He was about to use his magical power to spy again, when suddenly a great terror came from the sky and came straight into this place.

The old monk knew that it was not good. It was because Heaven found out that it was spying on Jia Rui's luck, so it caused a disaster, so he quickly cut off his magical power.

Just when the old monk thought he had narrowly escaped disaster, the terror that could descend did not dissipate, but instead poured into the old monk's body.

Then, the old monk's originally very clean clothes suddenly became dirty.

The glazed love rosary in the old monk's hand also dimmed and turned into an ordinary stone.

Not only that, the old monk's body suddenly started to sweat, and the sweat drenched his entire body and clothes.

Along with the sweat, the old monk's body began to emit a stench. The stench was so sudden and strong that several monks sitting around him couldn't help but began to vomit.

The old monk, who was sitting on the futon, felt uneasy physically and mentally, and could not sit still on the futon.

The old monk immediately became aware that this was the degeneration of heaven and man.

(End of this chapter)