Chang'an City, Big Buddha Temple.

"What should I do, what should I do now?", the Dragon Descending Arhat was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth, only to feel that the six gods had no master.

The Buddha ordered himself to go to the lower realm in order to guide the reincarnation of the golden cicada to embark on the road of westward travel to learn scriptures, but unexpectedly, he was made into the current situation by himself.

If Xuanzang really holds a wedding openly, then even if he really travels west to learn scriptures in the future, this will also be a huge stain on Buddhism.

Who will bear this responsibility?

Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of the Buddha, and if he succeeds in learning the scriptures, he will inevitably be crowned a Buddha, and he will be responsible for the great merit?

In the end, this responsibility must not be borne by yourself?

The development of things was completely beyond the expectations of the dragon, and no one expected that as a Buddhist disciple with twelve rings, Xuanzang was so crazy that he swore to the sky and wanted to marry a wife.

I didn't expect that I forcibly wanted to bring Xuanzang back, this is an internal matter of Buddhism, right?

At this time, the Dragon Descending Arhat had no idea at all, and he didn't know what to do next.

"Amitabha, descending the dragon, this seat and the Buddha already know about the ...... here", just when the descending dragon remembered like an ant on a hot pot and didn't know what to do, suddenly, the Buddha in the meditation room was bright, and a voice sounded.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, there is a mistake in descending the dragon, please punish ......", hearing this voice, the descending dragon of course understands who the owner of this voice is, and admits his mistake very calmly.

"The next thing, it will be handled by this seat, you go back to Lingshan", did not say much, let alone politely, after the voice of Guanyin Bodhisattva fell, the Buddha light in the meditation room quickly dissipated.

As for the dragon descending Arhat, his expression was gloomy.

He knew very well that he had messed up this matter, and he also let himself go back to Lingshan, obviously to receive punishment, and he didn't even have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

......

The sun rises in the east, and the golden rooster announces the dawn.

Chang'an City is about hundreds of miles away in a small mountain village, the village is a dead silence, since that day Jiang Liu and Gao Yang two people lived in seclusion in this village, encountered a bandit attack, although later those bandits were killed, but there are also many people dead in the village.

For a small mountain village with only a few dozen households, this is naturally a heavy blow.

However, the deceased is gone, and those who survive, don't they have to go on?

With the golden rooster after the dawn, the villagers in the village woke up one after another, and after washing, an old man in the age of a sixtieth year, leaning his waist, walked to his farmland.

Count the days, the grain in the farmland is almost harvested, and I don't know how it will grow, so let's go and see it first, and then determine the harvest day.

It's just that when the old man came to the edge of the farmland, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he was stunned.

In the farmland, it was already a mess, and as far as the eye could see, a large area of black and crushed locusts was flying in the farmland, and the grain grown was almost devoured.

Further afield, swarms of locusts flew through the air, almost like dark clouds.

"END... Finished...... It's all over", looking at the scene in front of him, the plague of locusts that is rare in a hundred years, the old man's mouth was whispering, and his eyes were almost full of despair.

For the villagers, the food in the farmland is the foundation of the family's life, and if it is gone, it will kill people.

In the city of Chang'an, inside the imperial palace.

Although the matter of Princess Gaoyang is sad, as the king of a country, Li Shimin's focus is still on the country.

It's just that today, the bad news came, and the once-in-a-century plague of locust plagues swept over the world, and the news of the locust plague was reported from all over the country, which made the Manchu Dynasty civil and military look solemn.

"Your Majesty, now that this locust plague is raging, if you don't want to find a way out, the country will be in turmoil, and the people will not be able to make a living", some old ministers shouted sadly above the main hall.

"For no reason, how can this locust plague come here? There was really no sign at all before," Li Shimin muttered to himself as he sat on the dragon chair.

Although the disaster is terrible, this disaster without warning, as if pushing a mountain of gold and falling down like a jade pillar, makes people unprepared, which is an even more terrible thing.

As the king of a country, even if he feels caught off guard in his heart, he can't show it on the surface and force himself to be calm.

Knowing what kind of situation the consequences of this locust plague would cause, Li Shimin could only issue corresponding orders as much as possible to deal with the coming of the locust plague and minimize the disaster as much as possible.

It's just that as orders were issued one after another, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all in operation, working hard to deal with the locust plague, but in Li Shimin's heart, he suddenly remembered what the Dragon Arhat said before.

At that time, the dragon Arhat said that if he acted against the sky, there would be a disaster in the heavens!?

"Okay, retreat from the dynasty!", after the order was issued, there was nothing important to discuss, Li Shimin withdrew from the dynasty, and let these ministers of civil and military affairs operate as soon as possible.

It's just that after retreating from the dynasty and returning to his bedroom, Li Shimin quickly asked people to notify Yuan Tiangang to come.

"Yuan Dao is ......", after seeing Yuan Tiangang coming over and Li Shimin giving him a seat, he opened his mouth and said.

"Poor Dao knows what His Majesty asks."

It's just that before Li Shimin could ask, Yuan Tiangang took the initiative to speak: "This locust plague is indeed strange, before coming, the poor road has also been calculated, and it is even more incense and prayer, and I have received instructions from the gods in the sky."

"Oh, I don't know what the result is, where did this locust plague come from, and what instructions did the gods have?" Hearing Yuan Tiangang's words, Li Shimin asked urgently.

"As the dragon said, whether it is the calculation of the poor road, or the instructions of the gods in the sky, the conclusion is the same, Your Majesty did it, against the way of heaven, so the heavens were angry, and only then did they send down such natural disasters to punish, a few days ago Master Xuanzang swore to the sky, and there was a warning ...... of heavenly thunder."

"Acting against the sky, is it really acting against the sky? Isn't the words spoken by the Dragon Descending Arhat that day alarmist?"

No matter how strong the Buddha and the Bodhisattva are, no matter how powerful the Buddhism is, it is impossible to represent the way of heaven, so what the dragon said that day, Li Shimin only regarded him as alarmist, and did not take it to heart.

But today, is it really God's punishment?

What kind of mission does this Master Xuanzang shoulder? Even the heavens are angry? He does not hesitate to bring disaster to the Tang Dynasty?

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Your Majesty, the root cause is clear, you better make a decision, otherwise, it will not only be a plague of locusts, but also floods and plagues," Yuan Tiangang reminded in a low voice.

The people of the Tang Dynasty, let alone tens of millions, the more damage will be caused to the entire Datang.

As the king of a country, after Li Shimin understood all the reasons for the matter, he naturally had to make a decision as soon as possible.

In Gao Yang's bedroom, Jiang Liu's expression was depressed, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the girl on the bed.

Nearly a month has passed, and there are more and more rotten places on Gao Yang's body, and there is even a foul smell on his body.

Recently, she has been in a coma for the most part, and she has less and less time to wake up and talk to herself.

These days, Jiang Liu can be said to have tried his best.

Neither the Guanyin mantra nor the healing potion have any effect, and they can't even slow down the spread of the poison.

He even cut his blood to feed her, since his own flesh and blood can make people immortal, I wonder if it can also play a role?

With the intention of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, I also tried, however, it also did not improve, my own flesh and blood can make people immortal, but it cannot make people immortal.

In recent days, I can even often hear the palace maids sobbing in a low voice, obviously Gao Yang's almost decomposed body, which makes people feel distressed and sad.

"It seems that you can only take a big gamble at the end?"

Staring at Gao Yang, who was almost rotten all over his body and breathed like a gossamer, Jiang Liu's heart sighed.