Bianjing

As early as after the outbreak of the plague, the four city gates were closed, and not a single person in the streets was cleared because of the imperial court. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the wilderness, more than a dozen huge pits were dug, and all the seriously ill people, even those who were coughing, were thrown down. No one wailed, no one screamed, only begging for mercy. A young soldier who was nearly fifteen years old trembled and shed tears as he watched as the crowd was pushed down and doused with fire oil.

"Bang~"

The officer drew his knife and shouted, "Set fire!".

The soldiers threw the torches down, and dozens of torches "boomed" into the air, and the people in the pit were surrounded by flames. Heart-rending screams, the living were burned to death.

More than a dozen giant pits are like this

But this number is only one-tenth. More civilians are besieged in the wasteland by a tightly packed army, and they will die just like their predecessors. But they didn't die at the hands of the plague, but the Great Song Dynasty, why do so many people want to become immortals?

Now you get it

This is Bianjing, and Chang'an, which has always been rich, has also become hell. In front of the Guanyin Temple, kneeling was full of suffering people, who prayed sincerely, pleaded hard, and believed even if they were suffering from the plague.

"The Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, who is compassionate and compassionate!"

"Manifest yourself!"

The dense crowd was kneeling and worshipping, the tears in the corners of the eyes, the trembling body, and the piety of the folded hands made people tremble. More and more people came, and more people died. Da Lei Yin Temple, such as the Buddha is preaching, but the next Guanyin Bodhisattva is restless, and he can't listen to it at all.

Rulai stopped, and the Buddha looked a little puzzled.

"Venerable Guanyin!"

"Buddha!"

Guanyin bowed slightly, and said after a long while: "The disaster in the world is also a catastrophe in the sky, and there will be eight immortals born to save the people of Li, which has nothing to do with my Buddhism." This lecture is the fruit of the mixed yuan path that has been proved by the Buddha's mother for 18,000 years, and the opportunity is rare, so you must not be distracted by other uses."

However, Guanyin couldn't bear to say with a look: "Buddha, the people of Li are suffering, and people are dying every moment."

"The plague is rampant, the disaster is getting more and more serious, even if there are eight immortals to save the world, it is also an indisputable fact. Even though the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit is precious, if the premise of attaining the Tao is to turn a blind eye to the suffering Li Min, so that you lose your Dao heart and compassion, even if you have attained the Dao, what is the point?"

Rulai didn't speak, but waved his hand.

Guanyin saluted slightly, and auspicious clouds appeared under her feet and flew out of the Da Lei Yin Temple, and her figure became farther and farther away without a trace of reluctance. Guanyin is too kind, how can he watch Li Min suffer.

The sky above Chang'an City

Guanyin appeared, and the people all knelt down after seeing her, some looked excited, some were in tears, some sincerely kowtowed, and some cried loudly.

"The Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, who is compassionate and compassionate!"

"The Bodhisattva has appeared!"

On the street, a six-year-old girl hugged her mother, crying and shouting, and the heart-rending cry was even if it was Guanyin, and tears were shed. All sentient beings are reincarnated in suffering, so should we turn a blind eye to the calamity in front of us just because of the calamity?

At least Guanyin can't do it!

She took the willow branch and sprinkled it gently, and the golden light in the sky fell and the people recovered. Everyone felt Guanyin's great grace and bowed down one after another, but they didn't know that Guanyin's expression was painful.

Heaven!

There are only eight immortals who save the world.

Guanyin looked at the sky, as if he saw the cold gaze of the Eye of Heavenly Punishment. If Guanyin is allowed to save the world, is there still any meaning in measuring the calamity? Is there still meaning in the Eight Immortals? The Heavenly Dao is just a rule, even if it has spiritual wisdom, it cannot be arbitrarily attacked, and it can only be punished when someone goes against the sky.

For example, Guanyin!

"The immortal Buddha is worshipped, and the incense is continuous all year round, but most of what mortals ask for is peace. The heavens are calamitous, and the immortals are hiding from the world, even if the crying of the world is ignored. ”

"Others may do, Guanyin can't!"

After speaking, Guanyin sat on the lotus platform, silently chanting, and the mysterious scriptures slowly resounded on the streets of Chang'an. It may not allow them to recover, but it will reduce the pain. The immortals and gods in the sky, thousands of Buddhas all feel the compassion of Guanyin, and they all shake their heads and sigh. Guanyin's face on the lotus platform became more and more pale, and his brows trembled.

She was getting more and more miserable

Mortals always laugh at themselves, and only Li Min suffers when immortals are free, but how do they know that at this time, mortals are not suffering, but Guanyin is suffering. Just when she couldn't hold on, the blue light exploded, and Guanyin disappeared.

"How did the Bodhisattva go?"

"That's right!"

In Chang'an City, the people in the streets and alleys were panicked, why did the Bodhisattva leave?

Purple Breath Villa

In a room, Haotian helped Guanyin to appear, and Haotian was very distressed when he saw her in pain. The power of the saint slowly poured into her body, her face became more and more ruddy, and her injuries were much better. Haotian sighed and said, "Tiandao and I don't get along, don't you know?"

"Why brow at it?"

"Fortunately, it's only a minor injury, if it's more serious, even I won't be able to save you!" Seeing Haotian angry, Guanyin lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, but he was very anxious when he thought of Li Min who was suffering.

Kindness is also weakness!

"Okay"

Haotian took her little hand and said, "Although the disaster is serious, the prescription for the treatment has been studied, if you really want to help them, you shouldn't abuse the mana, but give the medicine to the doctor." Even if the disaster can't be solved for a while, it's no problem to stabilize it first, right?

"Thank you!"

Guanyin stood up and looked at him with a little red in his eyes.

Although Haotian was angry, it was also for her good, seeing that she looked stupid Haotian shook his head and smiled, the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva was very kind, but also very helpless.

Disasters in the world, heaven doesn't care, Buddhism doesn't care, only she is a weak woman to support her, can she not be helpless? simply, no matter when Haotian will always spoil her, no matter what danger occurs, Haotian will always save her, no matter how isolated and helpless Haotian will accompany her. People have seven emotions, how can they love all beings without love in their hearts?

After the outbreak of the plague

Long Xiang left, she returned to Abbot Xiandao to train Feipeng, and the world suffered, but she couldn't help and couldn't just see and be quiet. Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing left, and they wanted to find the remaining eight immortals.

In the infirmary

He Xiugu, Xiao Yinghong, and Xu Xian, who knew medical skills, took the prescription given by Haotian and began to give medicine. Sister Xu Xian helped take care of the victims, and Li Gongpu's disaster relief service was promoted to catch heads, and Qiantang County became the first town to treat epidemics. Cao Jingxiu asked the emperor for his life and was willing to go to get the medicine in person.

"Uncle Guo's righteousness!"

Everyone in Bianjing knew that Uncle Cao Guo would take the medicine in person, and they were all grateful.

You must know that the journey from Bianjing to Qiantang County is very long, and there are so many victims on the road, who knows if they will die on the way. In this case, Uncle Cao Guo's willingness to sacrifice himself for the great righteousness is very admirable.

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(PS: Three chapters a day, the time is not fixed, the author will publish it directly after writing!Try to be during the day, no longer stay up late.) (To be continued.) )