Yunwu Temple is a local famous temple, and Master Xuanyi, who presides over the temple, is regarded as a monk who is compassionate and benevolent to help the world and purify all sentient beings.

In this way, the living Buddha who saves sentient beings from suffering has naturally become the support and reliance of many people in the face of today's disasters.

Now this last light has been abruptly extinguished, and for the victims of the desperate situation, it is as if they have been completely plunged into boundless darkness.

"Senior Brother Xuanyi passed away, but he fully realized the heavenly opportunity and sat down to become a Buddha and left, and you don't have to be sad about it."

At this moment, a thin monk with a long gray beard slowly walked out of the monastery.

The young monk stepped aside: "Uncle Jingyi." ”

"It's Master Jingyi!"

The victims hurriedly looked at the monks.

Jingyi is Xuanyi's junior brother, although his reputation cannot be compared with Xuanyi, but his seniority is here, and he is also convinced by everyone present.

"Master Xuanyi has always been merciful, caring for the common people, ten days ago he also preached the Dharma for us, and ordered the disciples in the temple to go down the mountain to give alms! Even if you sit and return, you can't bear to ignore us! Among the victims, one of the men who took the lead said in an excited tone.

As soon as he said this, someone immediately followed: "That's right! Master Xuanyi is a living Buddha, and since he can understand the heavens, how could he not know that we would go up the mountain overnight to ask for help! ”

"Yes, yes...... Master Xuanyi must have left a word of advice! ”

The crowd was rekindled.

"When the senior brother passed away last night, it was the poor monk and all the senior brothers who were chanting for him." Jingyi seemed to be reminded, and slowly spoke: "When Senior Brother left, there was nothing beside him, only a roll of cloth hidden in the robe. ”

"What is written on that cloth!" The victim who took the lead hurriedly asked.

"Please also ask Master Jingyi to show the cloth!"

Joichi sighed softly.

"Amitabha."

Silence was restored to the four places, and everyone was waiting for him to speak.

"It's a pity that there is not a word on the cloth, and the poor monk is stupid, and he has not yet been able to understand the intention of the senior brother."

"What?!"

"How can there be no words......

Jing Yiyi: "I think it is a heavenly opportunity that cannot be revealed, but the senior brother is concerned about the suffering of the common people, so he can only leave this silk as a guide." ”

This is full of Zen.

There were many discussions.

"Master Xuanyi's move must have a deep meaning, but it hasn't been thoroughly understood yet!"

"That's right!"

Under such circumstances, the blank cloth suddenly became the sustenance of all the victims.

"Master Jingyi, where is the cloth? Please let me wait and see! The leading victims spoke.

Countless victims of the disaster eagerly echoed it.

"Those of us, with the brainstorming of ideas, maybe we will be able to understand the mystery!"

Jingyi seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Amitabha, please come with the poor monks." ”

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

The victims crowded in front and back, and they all rushed towards the temple.

The monks repeatedly blocked it, but to no avail, and the monastery was soon overcrowded. In this situation, there are still many victims who are crowded outside the temple gate, and they can only stretch their necks and keep looking, as if they can really spy on the heavens.

Junichi stopped at the front hall with a few leading victims, and instructed his disciples to fetch the things.

Soon, a monk came with a roll of five-colored cloth in both hands.

"Donors, please see, this is what Senior Brother Xuanyi left behind." Put your hands together.

One of the victims who took the lead hurriedly took it and unfolded it, and the rest of the victims immediately surrounded it.

Seeing that the fruit on it was white and white, and there was no handwriting or pattern, everyone began to discuss it.

"Blank is nothing, Master Xuanyi wants us to make our own decisions!"

"No, since ancient times, white is the meaning of death and mourning, Master Xuanyi is agreeing that we will go to seek justice and kill those dog officials!"

"Why don't you say it...... Don't give your life in vain? ”

"What are you talking about, donkey's lips are not right for horses!"

"The more you talk about it, the more ridiculous it gets......"

Regarding the implication of this blank silk silk, there are many different theories, and there is no one that can be recognized by everyone.

The victims outside the hall were already anxious, and they didn't say anything for a long time after listening to them.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

Under the chaos, the person holding the cloth in his hand was squeezed to the Buddha platform, and the cloth in his hand was accidentally lit by the candle flame of Changming!

"Oh no, things are burning!"

The fire was extremely fast, and the man panicked, and suddenly threw the cloth out, and it happened to be hung in front of the Buddha platform.

"Extinguish it!"

Someone reached out to grab it.

"Look, there's a word on it!" Suddenly, someone pointed to the burning cloth and shouted loudly, his tone full of surprise.

"There are really words!"

"Ah, here...... Sure enough, there is a hidden heavenly machine! ”

"What's the word on it?" An illiterate man asked anxiously.

The person standing in front of the Buddha platform stared at the golden font that appeared on the silk silk after it was burned by fire, and exclaimed: "The calamity of the human heart is worse than the natural disaster, this calamity is not broken, and the common people are devastated!" ”

As soon as these words came out, they shook in all directions.

"Master Xuanyi's meaning is...... If we don't bring down those corrupt dog officials, we won't have the slightest way out! ”

"But how can we bring them down? I heard that the prefect is seriously ill now, and it is very likely that he was plotted by them! …… We're stuck here again, and we can't go to the prefect to report to the prefect! ”

"That's right, and the Chin Cha has already colluded with them! Otherwise, how dare they so blatantly want to put us to death! ”

"That'...... Can we just wait for death? ”

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to see my daughter starve to death again!"

"No one can save us, we can only save ourselves!"

"That's right, save yourself!"

The victims led by the disaster wiped away their tears, looked resolute, and shouted: "Everyone follow me, let's go and catch those dog officials first!" Escort them to the prefect! This is the only way for us to survive now! ”

The echoing sound was heard from the front hall to the courtyard, and from the temple to the outside of the temple gate.

Countless voices were mixed together, rippling in the mountains, with a different kind of grief and indignation.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Jingyi stood on one side, with a compassionate expression.

At this time, several victims quietly exchanged glances, and then they all retreated from the front hall, quickly left the temple, and headed all the way down the mountain.

At the same time, the situation outside the Gui'an County has become difficult to control.

A large number of victims of the disaster, armed with farm tools and broken swords from nowhere, confronted the officials menacingly.

Looking at the countless victims, although the officials held long knives in their hands, their hearts trembled.

"No, no! This is all a trick of the Wu Governor's envoy! ”

Shopkeeper Qiu stood in front of the stone steps of the county ya, trying his best to stop the victims.

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