In the upper room of an inn, Lin Zhining was like a scene he had learned in a novel, lying on his back on the bed, his hands were around, holding a wine jug, and he took a deep breath, the wine was like a gurgling stream of water, falling into his mouth, smacking his lips with satisfaction, and his eyes and eyebrows had already bent into crescents.

He knows that Cihang Jingzhai's reputation for hundreds of years can not be ruined by his few rumors, and he also knows that people in the world still agree with Cihang Jingzhai, who is good at showmanship. But he also knows that even if it is a rumor, there are many people who say it, even if he doesn't believe it, he will inevitably doubt it in his heart, and he will no longer have the respect of the past.

What's more, there are too many people in the world, and there are really a lot of ambitious people, those disciples of hundreds of schools, those Taoist masters, those careerists, in the face of the opportunity to suppress the prestige of Buddhism, they can ensure that they do not fall into the ground, it is already rare, how can they watch Buddhism grow, and watch the people supported by Buddhism so easy to ascend to the throne.

Lin Zhining was very careful this time, he couldn't let people see that these rumors were spread by him, not because he was afraid of trouble, but because too many people knew about his grievances with Buddhism, and he didn't want to work in vain.

So with his peerless light skills, he deliberately showed up a few times far away. So he is very proud and excited now, because when he stayed at the inn, he had already heard some rumors, even if he was afraid of the power of Buddhism, he deliberately lowered his voice, but the sound of discussion was endless.

After a night's rest in the inn, listening to the discussions of the pawn dealers, Lin Zhining suddenly came to the idea again, such rumors, after all, can not be much of a hindrance to Buddhism, the world's Buddhist temples cover an extremely wide area, and there are not a few dirt and dirt, just expose a few places in public, with the rumors, it will definitely make Buddhism have a headache for a while.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhining didn't stay long, he knew very well that the iron should be struck while it was hot, and he couldn't let Buddhism suppress public opinion, and he couldn't give Buddhism a chance to breathe.

Lin Zhining admitted that he underestimated the viciousness of Buddhism, the greed of Buddhism, and the dirt of Buddhism. He didn't deliberately know the background of that Buddhist temple, nor did he go out of his way to investigate, but when he saw it, even if he was well-informed, his back was faintly cold.

It is a medium-sized Buddhist temple, the scale is far less than the White Horse Temple, the meditation temple, but it is also the glorious temple of Sanjin, the gilded Buddha statue is high, the rich murals are also from the famous handwriting, the eaves of the porch are all good and scarce wood, even the sandalwood in front of the Buddha, are the top materials.

The monks in the temple, from the abbot to the ordinary novices, are all kind and kind-eyed, just like the enshrined Buddha statues.

If you don't delve into the origin of this magnificent temple, and don't explore the face under this mercy, this is definitely a peaceful and pure place, and these people are also merciful monks.

But when they saw Lin Zhining, everything changed, it was not that Lin Zhining suddenly went on a killing spree, nor that they sensed that Lin Zhining had bad intentions, but that they themselves showed their ugly faces.

The monk who is good at observing words and emotions was not deterred by the indifference in Lin Zhining's eyes, although such a young man who was not very gorgeously dressed, but was quite elegant, how could he be willing not to squeeze some finances from him.

It's a pity that he miscalculated Lin Zhining's intention, Lin Zhining didn't come to worship the Buddha, nor did he come to travel and watch, but really came to find bad luck.

Therefore, their fate can be predicted, even if they sense that something is wrong, the monks of the temple guard surrounded them with swords and clubs, but they did not relieve them of their predetermined fate.

When the pilgrims saw someone coming to the pure place of Buddhism, they had to scold a few words to stop Lin Zhining's reckless behavior, but they didn't want to come to the people, it was really difficult to deal with, in order to let them see clearly, Lin Zhining did not start killing.

With his means, how could the abbot master resist, in the resentful gaze of the pilgrims, they themselves became dumbfounded, and then became furious, looking at these former revered monks, only endless anger and killing thoughts.

The mountains of gold and silver belongings, the stacks of one-person-high land deeds, and the cattle and sheep slaughtered in the back kitchen only disappointed them and made them a little angry, but when they saw the warehouses full of moldy grains, the disheveled women in the secret room, and the white bones in the secret room, their reason collapsed at this moment, and the eyes that looked at the Buddhas became penetrating.

The world is in turmoil, the people are not living, even if the mountains of gold and silver, stacked land deeds, it can also be said that pilgrims and believers for the blessing of the Buddha, whitewash the golden body. But what is the use of the moldy grain that the Buddha wanted, what is the use of the woman who is not in good clothes, and what is the use of the white bones?

The collapse of faith, the grief of losing loved ones, and the pain of moldy food, erupted at this moment, and the Buddha who was high up could not resolve such hatred, the Buddha statue was pushed to the ground, the temple was burned, and the Buddhas were eaten by the angry crowd.

Lin Zhining looked at this scene directed by himself, although he was a little disgusted to see the cannibal, but he would never stop it, the anger of the people needed to be vented, and he didn't want to bear the trouble for Buddhism.

Quietly looking at the pilgrims venting their anger, Lin Zhining didn't look at it, these are all self-inflicted, according to Buddhism, sowing evil causes and getting evil results, that's all.

He believes that such a Buddhist temple is not just the case when he occasionally encounters this one, and there are countless people who are more filthy than this, more greedy and vicious than this.

Lin Zhining felt very happy, not only to vent his personal grievances, but also to let the world see the face of Buddhism, is there anything more comfortable than this.

He continued to move forward, not to let the righteous and loving nuns of Cihang Jingzhai feel a headache, and he would not give up. (To be continued.) )