Chapter Ninety-Five: The Past of Taoyuan

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Only then did Li Dao take a closer look at this Daxiong Treasure Hall, the space was very wide, and it was dedicated to Sakyamuni and the eighteen Arhats. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, no one has taken care of it, and there is a lot of dust and cobwebs accumulated in the main hall, but most of these Buddha statues are intact and have not been corroded by the years.

There seemed to be something written on the wall on the left, and because the dim light was shaking, his vision was a little blurry, so Li Dao took a closer look, and it turned out to be a Buddhist proverb: Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. May with this merit, solemnize the Pure Land of the Buddha, report the fourfold kindness, and help the three paths of suffering, and if anyone who has seen or heard, develop bodhicitta and do this to repay his body, and live in the Land of Bliss - worry-free.

Li Dao suddenly smiled and said: "Who is this worry-free, such a big ambition, he actually wants to follow the example of the Jizo King Bodhisattva and perform this great merit!"

"He is the host of Lanruo Temple, a Buddhist monk, who has protected Taoyuan Village for 30 years. ā€

The voice of the Taoist priest came from behind.

"Oh, it seems that Daoist priest knows the situation in this place very well. Since you have made a great wish, why has this place become a ghost domain again, monsters are rampant, the people of the entire Taoyuan Village are dead, resentful spirits cannot be reincarnated, and Lanruo Temple is so barren, isn't it contradictory to the grand wish made by this monk?"

Li Dao asked curiously.

A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and a sad aura emanated from his body, permeating the entire Mahavira Treasure Hall.

Li Dao looked at him suspiciously, the Taoist priest in front of him was no longer free and easy and arrogant before, at this moment he seemed to be a different person, this is a middle-aged man full of sadness and despair, and his sad expression is so moving.

"Any wine?"

The Taoist priest asked.

Li Dao silently took out a jar of wine from the Qingguang Ring, of course, it was not the kind he drank just now, but the real wine, which he bought before he went to Yunmengze in Tianji City.

This wine is very strong.

Li Dao handed it to the Taoist priest, took out an altar himself, walked to the altar in front of the Buddha statue and sat down, and said, "Let's talk." ā€

The middle-aged Taoist priest was silent, uncovered the sealing mud, raised his head and drank more than half of the altar, and drank nearly half of the altar in one go, and a touch of red appeared on his cheeks, and then he said with a little drunken eyes: "This matter is a long story, it goes back to many years ago......"

"You say, I listen. ā€

Li Dao raised the wine jar, motioned to the Taoist priest, and took a sip himself.

"This place is called Taoyuan Village, the origin of the name, it is said that the ancestors of the villagers here took it, hundreds of years ago the mainland was in turmoil, the three countries were at war with each other, some people fled here in order to escape the war, they fled here to avoid disaster. Later, the village was gradually formed, and the generations lived in seclusion here, without contact with outsiders, and called themselves the people of the Peach Blossom Garden, so there was the saying of Taoyuan Village. ā€

The Taoist priest's eyes were a little misty, as if he was immersed in memories, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, such happiness.... And a little nostalgia.

Li Dao didn't bother it, but drank silently, being a dutiful listener.

He continued: "For hundreds of years, the villagers of Taoyuan Village have come out and returned at sunset, and although they live in poverty, they are far away from the world and have no quarrel with the world. The only thing that bothers the villagers is that although it is clean here, there are many fierce beasts, and although the villagers of Taoyuan Village have rich hunting experience, they do not have the inheritance of martial arts, so people are often injured by fierce beasts. ā€

"Over the past few hundred years, countless villagers have died in the mouths of fierce beasts, and a fortune teller in the village has said that we have come here to live in seclusion to avoid trouble, and we have gained comfort, and even the heavens are jealous, so disaster has been. ā€

The Taoist priest sighed and took a sip of wine, and the look of remembrance in his eyes was even stronger, but his expression suddenly became extremely reverent, as if he was paying supreme respect for some kind of existence.

"Many years ago, an old monk named Sanssouci passed by and heard that the villagers were suffering from the attack of wild beasts, and he was so compassionate that he decided to stay and help the villagers and relieve their suffering. Lanruo Monastery was established with the support of the villagers, Master Sanssouci not only has boundless Buddhism, but also strong martial arts, and knows more about medicine, he teaches the children in the village to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies and deal with fierce beasts. It also helped the injured villagers to remove the disease, and the troubles of Taoyuan Village for hundreds of years were resolved by this worry-free master alone. ā€

"In this way, this master of worry-free is really a high-ranking monk, presumably the incense of this Lanruo Temple was at its peak at that time!"

Li Dao said with a solemn expression.

The Taoist priest nodded, and said with a respectful expression: "The name of the master of Lanruo Temple without worries soon spread all over the four fields, and even many villages far away from here are famous to come to worship, at that time, the incense of Lanruo Temple is continuous day and night, and Master Wufu is believed by many villagers, and is respected as the living Buddha, the Shakyamuni who saves the suffering. ā€

"And how did it come to be?"

Li Dao asked.

The Taoist priest shook his head and suddenly sighed: "Because of the dense forest, there are many demons and monsters in this part of Taoyuan Village, and only a few of the villagers have been eaten by fierce beasts over the years, but more villagers have been killed by these spirits. Master Sanssouci Buddhism is boundless, passing by here, found the clues, can't bear to be hurt by the monsters for generations, so he established Lanruo Temple, used to save these demons and monsters, this is the real reason why he stayed. ā€

Li Dao's brows rose, and he suddenly muttered in his heart, could it be that this worry-free master or a famous monk can't do it?

The Taoist priest said with a complicated expression: "Later, I learned from the master that in the dungeon below Sanssouci Temple, all the demons and spirits who were subdued were imprisoned, and since the establishment of Lanruo Temple, there has been no incident of villagers disappearing for no reason. ā€

"Just ......"

The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said a little crazy: "Speaking of which, it's all my master's fault." When he passed through the blue jade town, he encountered a monster that was harming people, so he subdued it, but he couldn't kill it for a while, so he sent it to Lanruo Temple and handed it over to Master Sanssouci to deal with, and the two of them were friends. The reason why Taoyuan Village is what it is now is all due to this demon!"

"You mean, the villagers of Taoyuan Village suffered this catastrophe, all of them were harmed by that monster, why didn't Master Sanssouci surrender?"

Li Dao said movingly.

The Taoist priest shook his head painfully, as if he was a little reluctant to recall, he took a big sip of wine, and said angrily: "After that monster was captured by my master, he knew that Master Wuwu's Buddhism was strong and he couldn't escape, but he was honest. Therefore, it gradually became trusted by Master Sanssoucian, because it knew magic, and often helped Master Sanssouci to heal the villagers, and was worshiped by the villagers at first, and I also received his favor when I was a child. ā€

"It's just that later, this monster didn't know what adventures it had, and suddenly it became powerful, one day thirty years ago, it suddenly went berserk, and took advantage of Master Sanssouci's retreat to kill all the dozens of monks in Lanruo Temple...... In the end, even Master Sanssouci didn't escape this fate!"

Li Dao was surprised: "All the people in the temple were killed, couldn't it be that none of them survived?"