Mizhou, Ju County.

The lively scene of the past has long been broken by the earth-shattering shouts of killing, and the dense chaos with no end in sight is like an ant attached to the city wall.

These rioters were dressed in rags, and most of the people in their hands were straw crawlers, hoes, and flat poles...... Something like that, not even a bandit or a bandit.

If on weekdays, officials and soldiers who eat official food meet these people in the city, they don't need to say anything, these obedient people will take the initiative to avoid it honestly, even if they are bullied a few times, there will be no backlash.

But now, these ordinary obedient people are all red-eyed at the moment, roaring and crawling against the wall, rushing forward without even wanting their lives, only bluffing the soldiers on the wall with soft hands and feet.

"The silt comes from the Chaos Qi, and the White Lotus is in full bloom!"

"The white lotus descends to earth, Maitreya descends into the world!"

"Maitreya Buddha blesses, invulnerable!"

"Kill ......"

"The first to enter the city has meat to eat......"

"After death, you can enter Elysium......"

One by one, the fanatical White Lotus cultists, encouraged by the leader's loud voice, poured runic water, carried ladders, and launched an assault on the city wall like crazy.

The city of Juxian itself is not big, and the city wall is not very high, so it is easy to come up along the ladder, and as long as they climb to the city wall, those White Lotus disciples will wave the guys in their hands, and hit the weapons in the hands of the soldiers with their bodies, with a posture of wanting to die together.

Although the soldiers on the opposite side were holding swords and guns in their hands, morale was very important when fighting with cold weapons, and in the face of the White Lotus Cultists who were not afraid of death, these soldiers habitually collapsed, dropped their weapons and ran.

"Maitreya Buddha bless!"

Seeing that the enemy fled in panic and that he was unscathed, the White Lotus Cultist became more and more pious in his heart, picked up the weapons on the ground, and began to chase and kill the rout army even more desperately.

Those routs had long been accustomed to surrendering, and they didn't have the slightest idea of resisting, so they knelt down without saying a word and surrendered on the spot.

But who knew that the enemy this time was different from the past, and the heads of those soldiers who fell to the ground were immediately cut off.

And those White Lotus Sectists were covered in blood and continued to rush towards the city.

But even so, those soldiers had no intention of turning their heads desperately, but threw away their armor and competed to see who could run faster.

The defeat was like a mountain.

However, at tea time, the entire city completely fell and fell into the hands of the White Lotus Sect.

In the past two years, the local city has changed its banner and the rulers have changed in turn.

First Liang Shan drove away the Great Song Dynasty, then there was civil strife and rebellion, and then Liang Shan killed it again, and now it has been replaced by the White Lotus Sect, which is not a big deal.

Just as the local people were about to continue their lives as usual, the group of White Lotus disciples broke into their homes and drove everyone out of the house.

They are honest and obedient to do so, and they are not too afraid, anyway, there has been a lot of turmoil recently, and valuable things have long been hidden, and they are not afraid to rob.

As long as the old man still needs the people to work, he will not kill too many people, and whoever dies depends on luck.

Who knew that the group of White Lotus Sectists didn't care about any gold and silver at all, but robbed all the food stored in the house, and burned the house down with another fire.

At this time, these people became afraid, but they were gathered by those White Lotus disciples on the square in front of the county government in the city, where a high wooden platform was erected, and a fat monk stood on it with a Zen staff.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, the monk raised his Zen staff and shouted, "Maitreya is born, and the white lotus is reborn", and many White Lotus disciples in the audience also raised their arms and chanted.

The monk continued to shout slogans, and the people slowly began to shout along with them.

When everyone began to shout, the monk nodded with satisfaction, and pressed down with his hands to calm everyone down.

After the audience was quiet, he said loudly:

"That Liangshan thief ruined the temple and slandered the Buddha, the crime is extremely evil!"

"The Buddha was furious, and sent down punishment, so that the earth was barren and the people suffered!"

"Now that the red sun is gone, the white sun is in full swing, Maitreya Buddha has come to the world, and he wants to establish an earthly Buddha country in this world, so that there will be no hunger, cold, and hunger in this world!"

"When the time comes, everyone will have land to plant, and every family will have food to eat!"

"If you want to live a good life, you should follow the old man to kill the Li ghost, rebuild the temple, and worship the gods and Buddhas."

After shouting, the monk waved his hand behind him, and several disciples brought up some props.

"That Liangshan thief Li Ghost has demon arts, and my White Lotus Sect has its own Buddhism to surrender, so you can see it clearly!"

The monk first boiled the talisman water, drank it in public, and then played some "invulnerable" and "oil pot to make money", and the audience screamed again and again, and finally took out some real kung fu to come out, and threw the stone lion in front of the yamen as a ball.

After the sound of color in the audience, the monk threw the stone lion to the ground, smashed out a big pit, and the earth shook with it.

"See?"

The monk looked around and exclaimed proudly:

"You only need to believe in Maitreya Buddha, and after drinking the runic water, you will naturally have the protection of the Dharma."

"The more devout and firm your faith is, the more Dharma blessings you will receive!"

"On the other hand, if you have doubts and the Dharma does not protect those who have no fate, it is useless to drink this talisman water!"

In order to strengthen the impression in people's minds, he asked in a loud voice:

"Are there any devout believers in the audience who raise their hands and let the old man see?"

The audience looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do, not daring to cause trouble, and no one cared.

The monk smiled and said:

"It's a good thing that the old man wants to find a believer to give him the blessing of the Dharma, as long as you truly believe in my Buddha, just raise your hand."

This time, several people raised their hands in cringe.

The monk casually pointed to an old man and asked him to introduce himself to the audience.

The old man said the truth, and the monk asked:

"But this old man's neighbor is here?"

"Is what this old man said true?"

The neighbors around him testified to the old man and confirmed his identity.

The monk laughed and said:

"You may not believe what I did just now."

"If I let this old man drink the talisman water now, and then go to this oil pot to make money, and I will cut him a few times with a knife, do you believe that he will still be unscathed?"

Everyone in the audience shook their heads one after another, expressing their disbelief, and the old man's legs were weak in fright, and he fell to the ground and kowtowed again and again to beg for mercy.

The monk grabbed him and comforted him:

"Since you devoutly serve my Buddha, the Buddha will definitely bless you and will never let you have an accident!"

"You just have to do it with confidence, if something happens, the old man will pay you with his life."

After finishing speaking, the monk boiled the talisman water, poured it on the old man, and then ordered the hot pot to be lit again.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the old man turned around and wanted to run, so the monk reached out and drew his knife, and slashed at him more than a dozen times in a row.

The sword light flew, like snowflakes, and the audience was dazzled and screamed.

"Ah......h

The old man screamed, fell to the ground and rolled around, and only shouted:

"I'm dead, I'm dead......"

The monk withdrew the knife and didn't speak, just smiled and hugged his arm to watch him make a fool of himself.

The old man rolled on the ground for a while, kicked his legs for a long time, and was still full of energy, before he slowly realized that he was unharmed.

He got up from the ground in a daze, and when the wind blew it, the clothes fell off in rags, revealing only a skeletal and shriveled body.

"Ah......h

The old man screamed again, covered his crotch with both hands, and was ashamed to see anyone.

The monk laughed, pointed at him and shouted:

"The flesh is just a stinky skin, and you're not a big girl, so you're afraid of what people will look at?"

"Come on, come on, everyone come and see, I just cut this old man more than a dozen times, and his clothes are all torn, do you see that he has any damage on his body?"

In order to verify the sharpness of the knife, he raised his knife again and slashed at the wooden stake next to him, but this time he used his strength instead, and the stake was cut off by the waist.

The crowd in the audience was in an uproar, especially the old man's neighbors, who screamed again and again.

"It's really blessed by Maitreya Buddha!"

"Amitabha!"

When the monk saw that the oil pot had begun to tumble, he hurriedly asked the old man to put on clothes, take him to the oil pot, throw the copper coin down, and let the old man go to fish.

After what happened just now, the old man has calmed down a lot, and at the moment he tentatively put his hand into the pot, and sure enough, it didn't feel hot, and he successfully fished out the copper coin.

The people in the audience became even more fanatical, and under the leadership of the White Lotus Sect in the crowd, they began to raise their arms and shout the Buddha's horn loudly.

After the monk waited for the oil in the pot to really boil, he called someone over casually and asked him to drink the water and go to the oil pot to make money.

The man foolishly put his hand in, and then with a scream, he pulled his hot hand back.

The monk stepped forward and cut off his head, and shouted to the audience:

"See?"

"This is the end of ungodliness!"

"If you want to get the protection of Maitreya Buddha, you have to be like the old man just now!"

The foolish people in the audience had been completely brainwashed and conquered at this time, and in the face of the head and the blood on their necks that rose to the sky, not only were they not afraid, but they also chanted slogans fanatically.

"The white lotus descends to earth, Maitreya descends into the world!"

"Destroy Liangshan, the world is peaceful!"

"Believe in Maitreya Buddha, and you can be reborn in bliss after death!"

(End of chapter)