Yuzhou, the heart of Kyushu, looks far away from the world. Its soft soil, its flat land, its rippling waters, and its vast mountains make it the most livable place in Kyushu.

One of the schools of Buddhism in Kyushu is located on the Shaomu Mountain in the west of Yuzhou. Different from the scenery of the pure cultivation of other schools, the stone path in front of Shaomuro Mountain is bustling all year round, and pilgrims are one after another, so it is not lively. The Shaolin Temple in the mountains is full of incense, and the jade lamps are brilliant, and they have not been interrupted for thousands of years.

The people of Yuzhou, everyone believes in Buddhism and is good. But all the people he met on the road were kind and kind, and he was willing to give. Some people are holding Buddhist beads, reciting Buddhist scriptures while walking, and meeting people, that is, "Amitabha Buddha", the depth of Buddhism can be seen.

The land of Yuzhou is not large, ranking lower in Kyushu, but the number of people is the largest. Therefore, the fields in Yuzhou are tight, and it is common to encounter the year of famine, the grains are not abundant, and the green and yellow are not received. However, no matter how serious the calamity, even if everyone is hungry and yellow-skinned, there has never been a record of starvation to death in the land of Yuzhou, which can be called a miracle.

People from other factions were secretly suspicious, and they had infiltrated Yuzhou countless times, trying to steal the secret of Buddhism and people, but they couldn't do it. Later, there was a great famine in Kyushu one year, and there was no harvest in many places, and the factions in Kyushu sent disciples to relieve the disaster, but the food reserves were insufficient, and there was no mana, and they couldn't change the rations that could be eaten. The weeds in the mountains were all pulled out, and I don't know how many people died of starvation. Yuzhou, with its large population, was the hardest hit, but there was still not a single starvation. When the sects heard about it, they came to ask for advice.

The Buddhists said: "There is no other, only good ears." "Take people from all factions to the disaster relief site. I saw that within a radius of ten miles, Wuyang and Wuyang were full of hungry and cold people, waiting to be fed. And among the people. But there were only twenty cauldrons of gruel, and less than a third of the people were covered in their stomachs.

However, unlike other places, although these people have poor faces, their eyes are very peaceful, and they are not impatient. Orderly, there is no sense of panic.

After the porridge was cooked, a monk ascended the high platform and recited the Buddha's name, saying: "There are many people and few porridges, and those who are insufficient can eat the meat of poor monks to satisfy their hunger." With that, he took out a ring knife, cut a piece of meat from his arm, and put it on the cutting board. The blood flowed like an infusion. Instantly dyed half of the monk's robe red. The monk turned a blind eye and shouted, "Give porridge." "Sit down on the stage, fold your hands, chant the Buddha and enter meditation, and wait for the people to come and eat his flesh.

Some people dressed as lay disciples of the Buddhist family opened the pot and put porridge in the pot, shouting: "Don't worry, everyone is not in a hurry, those who are insufficient can eat our meat." The voice was sonorous. Compassion and loyalty are not contrived.

But see among the people. You are humble and I let me, it is always the old and weak women and children who receive the porridge first, and he comes forward in an orderly manner, without the slightest sign of crowding. Moreover, those who receive the porridge are all filled with a little, but they seek not to die. Never ask for more.

When the people of all factions saw this scene, they were only stunned and disbelievable. This kind of great mercy of sacrificing one's life to the tiger and cutting meat to feed the eagle frightened everyone a lot.

After going back. Some sects have also secretly followed suit in order to control the disaster. Who knows, either the host couldn't bear the heart to cut the meat, or the people still didn't believe it after cutting the meat, and what's more, a group of people rushed up and really killed a Xiuzhen disciple.

Blind imitation, full of ugliness, a lot of jokes, only to add to the jokes. This is a tragic and hilarious part of Kyushu's history, and no one wants to mention it to this day.

Under the Buddhist education, Yuzhou has never had the phenomenon of disaster displacement of people. However, today, on the road from Luolong City to Shaomu Mountain, there are hundreds of people, with large bags and small bags, with children and daughters, leaving their hometowns and fleeing towards the Shaolin Temple of Buddhism.

On the way, there are many monks to take care of, and the people are in good spirits and do not suffer, but this kind of vision is the first time in Yuzhou, which is quite strange.

All the way to the west, through Luolong, to the junction of Yong, Liang and Henan, all the states and counties and villages are deeply locked, and there is no figure in half of them. The people of Yuzhou fled with their families.

On the contrary, these days, Luolong City is very lively, full of people, bustling, and shuttling.

I saw two famous disciples wearing wide-sleeved robes patrolling the edge of the city wall, and when they saw that there was no situation, they flew to the city together. One person complained: "I don't know what these old monks of the Buddhist family think, the demon beasts broke into here, but they are killing themselves, let's go up together, destroy this group of demon beasts, why waste time with them here." ”

Another person also said: "The old monks are soft-hearted, they can't see blood, and they talk about Amitabha Buddha with demon beasts, which is really pedantic and ridiculous." It's been more than a month, and I don't know when it's going to be a head, alas!"

The two of you have a word, I have a word, all the way to the city.

But in the center of the city is a huge temple, simple and solemn, and magnificent. It's just that in this temple, there is no monk on duty, and there is no incense lingering, and a stone and wood altar with a thickness at the bottom and a height of about 30 zhang was built on the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The altar is a stone and wood structure, very rough, revealing a domineering atmosphere everywhere, which is incompatible with the temple. There are still many people busy at the top of the altar, putting the finishing touches on it, apparently just after it was built.

Above the altar, a man dressed in black and wearing a black cloak stood in the air, looking at the altar thoughtfully.

At this time, I suddenly heard an angry shout from the distance, and said, "Wu Na demon beast cub, come out and fight quickly." ”

The man in black woke up, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, and muttered: "These people are really interested, they say they don't fight, they say they don't fight, they say they don't fight, they say they don't want to retreat, they are really boring." ”

In the temple, dozens of figures suddenly flew up, all of them were burly, and at a glance, they knew that they were transformed by demon beasts, and came to the side of the man in black and asked, "Wind Army, who are we going to fight?"

This man in black was none other than the Feng Junshi, a trusted and famous demon king of the Million Great Mountain, and he asked, "Who is calling the war?"

A demon beast said: "It's an old way again, it seems to be called a long ring." ”

Feng Junshi's eyes changed slightly, and he said: "The matter of the Buddhist family in Yuzhou, why is the Taoist so enthusiastic this time, and he comes to challenge every three or five times." ”

Another demon beast waved his arm and said, "Why should the Wind Military Master be polite to the old Daoist, wait for me to go out, kill this stinky Daoist, and have clean ears." As he spoke, he turned around and went to battle.

Feng Junshi said: "Wait. If the Sky Wolf King wants to fight, this army will not stop you, but the enemy must be retreated first, and no one will be killed. ”

That day, the wolf king looked indignant, and puzzled: "Why should the Wind Army Master be so cowardly, although the number of us is small, we are not afraid of them." ”

The Wind Army Master glanced at the Sky Wolf King, and suddenly said, "The Sky Wolf King doesn't want to listen to Feng's words?" The tone was strange, and he didn't know the joy or sorrow.

Seeing this, all the demons' faces changed greatly, and their hearts trembled, and the wolf king was even more frightened that day, and hurriedly smiled: "The Wind Army Master is angry, I'm just angry for a while." Just listen to the words of the Wind Commander, I will go and repel them. ”

The Wind Master retracted his gaze, looked at the altar again, and said, "We are not here to kill, but for the future of the demon clan. Don't spoil the big things of the demon clan for the sake of a momentary pleasure. Do you understand?"

The Heavenly Wolf King nodded hurriedly and said, "Follow the orders of the Wind Military Division, and I will go." (To be continued.) )