Campus belle's cultivation master

Edo, the capital of Dongyi state.

In the dark hall, it was cold and wet. It's just that the statue at the top is not the traditional Tianzhao God of Dongyi Shinto, but a clay statue of gold-plated Buddha no more than half a meter high. When it appears here, it seems to go to the wrong house, which seems to be a little disobedient.

From the gap of the closed door, there is a bright sunshine. It is like a golden thread, penetrating the dust, reflecting on the smiling face of the Buddha.

The true moon Liangzi kneels on the cold floor tile like this, the back is straight, reveals a graceful and beautiful radian.

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless..." she murmured in a low voice. Her face was white and a little terrible. "Bless my husband to pass through the difficulties and come back safely. My disciples are willing to give everything to the world, even if they sacrifice their lives for it, they will never hesitate..."

This is her two years, day after day repeated countless times of behavior, has gradually formed the habit.

Granite Xizi and Heiyan Qinmei stand on both sides of the door, staring at Zhenyue Liangzi's delicate back, full of sadness.

Two years. Two years. Even a seed should blossom. Even a seedling should grow up.

But where is he? How is it possible to come back?

Where are the gods in the world? How can we see the misery of the world when there is a Buddha above? All of them are just illusions and self consolation.

There was a lot of noise, shouting, wailing, and a few gunshots.

With a sharp scream, it seems that someone fell heavily on the door, which made the hall buzzing and the dust on the beam falling.

He felt something splashing on his face through the crack of the nailed wooden window. She couldn't help sticking out her hand and wiping it. It felt sticky, warm and slightly fishy.

It's blood, human blood

Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her knees softened, she fell to the ground and sobbed in a low voice in an electric convulsion: "what should we do..."

On the altar, the gold-plated Buddha's face bathed in the sun, smiling peacefully, as if he had already seen through the fighting, the joys and sorrows of the world.

Across a thin wall, behind the temple, the women and children of the granite family huddled together with each other, looking frightened and uneasy.

The young mother covered the children's mouths, her eyes full of tears, for fear that they would cry out and attract the attention of the killers outside

But in fact, it's just a futile struggle. How can mortals hide themselves under the shadow of the divine consciousness of the strong master of heaven?

In A.D. 2014, Mudao Youjing and otaro Ono, the strong Tianshi of Dongyi, who had been in seclusion for a long time, united with the remaining Xiuzhen forces in the north, and besieged the granite family in the name of "recovering Dongyi and killing rebels".

After three days of fighting, the two sides were outnumbered, and were intrigued by Ando Ono. With the help of Liangzi Zhenyue, they fled all the way, and finally retreated to gotan temple in the suburb of Edo with the remnant people.

At noon on August 13, YOSHII mushima led people into the main hall of gotan temple, and the situation was in danger

The noise outside is getting louder and louder. It's obvious that the other side has the absolute upper hand. It won't be long before they rush in and kill them all.

"What to do! What shall we do? " Heiyan Qinmei was so worried that she was at a loss. Her tears rolled around her eyes. "Why didn't Mr. Lin go north and kill them all! If we cut down the grass and kill all at that time! How can it be today! "

True month cool son tiny closed double eyes, light voice way: "Sir is right......"

Her soft and sweet voice is more like a dreamer's babbling, which makes Heiyan Qinmei and granite Xizi stagnate and look at her with tears in their eyes.

"Sir, you blame him for killing innocent people. Now, when the disaster comes, I think he's soft hearted. " Zhenyue Liangzi said in a low voice and kowtowed to the statue of Buddha on the altar, "so Mr. Chen is right. People don't know him and don't understand him. They have to give him the name of killing a butcher. You say how lonely and lonely he must be in his heart... "

Heiyan Qinmei couldn't control herself. She covered her mouth with her hand and began to sob

After kowtowing, shinyueliangzi grew up.

She stood there quietly, staring at the Buddha statue in front of her. Her body blocked the sun, so that the Buddha's face was also hidden in the dark, the smile was no longer the warmth of the past, it was a bit strange.

"You lied to me." "I pray sincerely every day, fast, offer incense, be merciful to the good, and give alms to the poor. But, sir? Where is he? You lied to me for two years. Sir, you can't be wrong. The gods are all fake. They can't see the misery of the world and the sadness of the world. Since you are just an ordinary clay statue, how can I beg for your mercy? "

However, the Buddha will not refute, will not explain, it is still sitting there quietly, smiling, as if overlooking all living beings.

"I don't believe you." True month Liang son's voice falls down, the body shape suddenly approaches front, the path from a slap mercilessly waved out.

Bang!

The Buddha fell to the ground with a tilt, leaving the body and head separated, and the fracture exposed rough soil. The round head rolled down beside the overturned censer, stained with incense ash, with a kind and warm smile on his cheek

True month cool son suddenly but turn round, the footstep hastily outward walk, coldly command: "open the door!"

Heiyan Qinmei was flustered and rushed to stop: "miss Zhenyue! You can't go out! "

"Get out of the way!" True month cool son Cu rises to show eyebrow, cold voice angry drink, "don't go out, you still can hide here when?"? Wait until those bastards kill all our people and rush in to make you suffer all kinds of devastation, life is not like death! "

Heiyan Qinmei's body trembled, and she staggered back half a step. Her cheeks were as white as paper.

Among the three women, she is the only one who has self-cultivation, but she is the only one who has the least courage. She almost had no doubt that the humiliation that these three women would suffer would be unimaginable if YOSHII mujima led people to kill them.

Those animals can do anything!

The pretty face of the real moon is like covered with frost.

She quickly walked over, removed the door stop, and immediately pushed her hands out. In a moment, the burning sunlight from the outside came in and dispelled the darkness. But I can see the dust in the temple, all the things are covered with a layer of Zhanzhan golden light.

Zhenyue Liangzi took a deep breath, raised his tone, and cried, "stop it all!"