"Master, don't think about it, this matter is not discussed, either roll up the straw mat and throw it into the mass grave, or just wait to return to the vulgar!"

Cai Cong said calmly, but the distress was firm, and the two of them were afraid that they would not be able to come back.

Cai Cong is too cruel, he starts from the ugliest side of human nature, intent on destroying the faith in the hearts of the devout. This method is outrageous, and in a sense it is more intimidating than killing, and devout believers are never afraid of death, and they smile at it.

This is also the reason why Cai Cong has almost no allies in the DPRK and China in addition to the forces he has cultivated, magnifying the fear in the depths of people's hearts, and from this point of view, he is much more powerful than Songwen.

Thongzen is an extremely devout believer, and he once tried to drink only water and not eat anything for half a month. Cai Cong ordered Honglu Temple to only give wine and meat, so no one dared to give tea. Tong Chan didn't even look at the 'weird' smell of wine and meat, and in his opinion it was a poison that corrupted people's cultivation, and he regarded it like a tiger and a wolf.

So these days he only licks the dew from the leaves of the small tree at the window to quench his thirst in the middle of the night, when the dew is heavy. The rest of the time he sat on the futon, his mouth moving slightly and reciting the scriptures. The cycle began again and again for five days and five nights, which made the people of Honglu Temple admire.

But it's different, his heart to the Buddha is stronger than Tongzen, but he can't do anything about his stomach, when he is hungry, he always thinks about finding something to eat, and he can't remember the number of times he gets up in the middle of the night and turns over the stove.

So under his Maitreya Buddha-like smile, his stomach, chest, back, and legs were full of scars, and the old scars and new scars were superimposed on top of each other, which was hideous and disgusting.

This is a secret that is open in the temple, many of the little novices in the temple have carried out the precepts for Ran, and they are afraid of beating, and every time they eat enough, they will fall into deep guilt, but after the guilt, they should still eat.

In fact, this is a macrophagia, the difference is that he eats without vomiting, and has to stuff his stomach every time.

On the first day, he meditated all day like a meditation day, without raising his eyelids, and the Sanskrit sound was constantly in the two adjacent rooms, and some handymen would even sit at the door to listen to them chant in their free time, and the guards didn't care about them, and the Hou Ye didn't say that no one was allowed to listen to them chanting.

During the day, it was fine, but at night, the Sanskrit sound in the room was intermittent, and now when someone goes in, they can find that his face is twitching, fidgeting, and from time to time he opens his eyes and looks around. Looking at the cold wine, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he trotted with his eyes closed, hit his head against the wall, and fainted happily.

Tongzen next door shook his head when he heard this loud noise, and couldn't help but increase the sound of chanting, which can be regarded as praying for his own junior brother! The guard outside the door pushed the door in and looked in, and found that Ran's head was broken and oozing blood, but the person fainted with a smile, and couldn't help but shake his head, found a rag to wrap his wound, and left him alone.

When he woke up the next day, he only felt a headache, and was pleased to find that the only feeling at the moment was pain, without a trace of hunger.

After this time, whenever he was hungry and unbearable, he fainted, and when he woke up, he served his Buddha with the most devout heart.

Since then, he has been reciting any sutras and reciting any Buddha, walking around the demented room, and smirking when he sees people to eat, but he doesn't know if he is obsessed or what's wrong, just give him wine and meat, and he will go crazy and smash the house.

Distress came to see them once, silently wiped away his tears, and left Honglu Temple sadly. Two days later, a group of monks from the Temple of Mercy and Grace were called to carry the coffins to the Honglu Temple, and the Honglu Temple did not stop them, and returned the two emaciated corpses to them.

Tongzen was not fat, and the person who carried him out only felt that it was the same as not carrying something, but it was dead and heavy, but his injuries were scary to look at, and more importantly, when he died, he was in a state of madness, and his face was not as hideous as Tongzen's death.

"This great monk respects him, he is a pure person like a master, but it is a pity that he met such a junior disciple and died. As for this death, the old man can only say that he is a man, but his methods of doing things still make me disgusted and want to vomit. The old man still has government affairs in his body, and the master is light! ”

Fu Yi said and bowed his hand to the distress and walked into the Honglu Temple. The vermilion door was closed with a lofty aura, and he squatted down and touched Tong Zen and touched it in distress, they are all good children! Why can't Chang'an tolerate them?

"Master Hou, can you be satisfied with this?"

When passing by the Hou Mansion of Chang'an, the distress couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry out, and the believers who accompanied him all glared at the Hou Mansion sideways, if it weren't for those who had broken their legs and were still hanging, they would have smashed the Hou Mansion with stones.

"Master, Master Hou asks you, if he says he is not satisfied, how many more people can die in your Buddhism? He will definitely fulfill you. ”

Xiao Liuzi is now speaking coldly at the door, holding a spear in his hand, and the glowing head of the spear shines on people's hearts like the eyes of a poisonous snake, this is the master who wants to provoke trouble and kill.

"I said I wasn't satisfied, did you even kill me?"

There was an angry roar from the street, and everyone looked at it, but they saw that Wei Zheng's hair was all open, and his eyes were almost round.

"Haha...... If Lord Wei also wants to stir up trouble, I don't mind sending you back to the West. ”

Xiao Liuzi said unscrupulously, and the spear was even more straight at Wei Zheng, and the angry Wei Zheng walked quickly.

"You bastard,. Wei Lao, what's that, he just said that the words of stabbing you to death belong to his personal remarks, and our Hou Mansion does not take this responsibility! ”

Cai Cong jumped out from behind the door, grabbed Xiao Liuzi and 'beat him hard', and Xiao Liuzi threw down his spear and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands indifferent.

"Vertical, vertical!"

Wei Zheng was about to explode, and he raised a sword finger and pointed at the two of them and shouted angrily.

"Old Wei, are you here to find me?"

Cai Cong asked Wei Zheng with a smile after stopping, with ignorance and curiosity on his face, looking at his face, he felt that he was innocent.

"Naturally, they came to you, even if the monk broke the law, he should be judged by the law, so what qualifications do you have to starve people to death?"

Wei Zheng scolded loudly, Cai Cong couldn't come back, and when he came back, he would make trouble, making Chang'an a miasma.

I wanted to let Ran break his vows, but thinking that a devout believer should not be afraid of death, he still let him use death to defend his way.

(End of chapter)