When Zhao Fu woke up, he found himself lying beside the fire, and not far away sat two handsome young men talking in a low voice. He recognized them as Taoists who had come to the inn before.
At this time, the Taoist who saved him looked at him coldly, and whispered to the other person, "He's awake."
The momentary change of attitude is like a split.
Jingyue nodded and said straight to the point: "Why do you want to attract the soul to target the Buddha?"
Zhao Fu was shocked and sat up, "No, I don't understand what you said?"
Jingyue: "You don't understand, the Buddha will understand, if I say it out..."
Zhao Fu: "No!"
Zhao Fu's thoughts turned sharply, and he was still trying to find a reason to fool him. Suddenly, a gust of wind brushed his cheeks, and there was a faint stinging pain on his face.
"Don't think about it." Yi Wang retracted his hand and warned: "If we really want to harm you, just tell the Buddha and let him follow the dead people to track down the monks in the city, and he will be able to catch you all."
Zhao Fu's expression changed. Seeing that the two Taoists were so determined, he doubted whether there were spies among his own people.
As soon as I forgot to see that his expression was wrong, he smiled sarcastically, "If there is a traitor, we will arrest you and ask what to do
Zhao Fuyi thought it made sense. These two people knew the truth and didn't expose it, and they saved him. They must be friends rather than enemies.
Seeing that both of them were staring at him silently, and there was no unnecessary reaction, he said, "Did I really say it?"
Jingyue: "..."
Yi Wang: "..." It's right to be stunned, there's a lot of nonsense.
Zhao Fu: "Actually, I'm from the Qingshan faction."
Jing Yue: "Qingshan faction?"
Zhao Fu: "Yes, it used to be on Qingcang Mountain. The sect is very small and there are not many people, but only about a hundred people."
Although he spoke modestly, he couldn't help but look proud, as if this small sect filled him with pride.
Jingyue knew that Qingcang Mountain was on the edge of Jingyang City, and he guessed that it was a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism? Although Buddhism and Taoism in the Kexiu world belong to two paths, the relationship has been very harmonious for tens of thousands of years.
"We have been sent to Qingshan for more than a thousand years. In the early years, we all cultivated on the mountain and seldom had contact with outsiders. However, the disciples in the sect would occasionally come down the mountain pretending to be ordinary people and help the local people as much as they could." Zhao Fu Slowly speaking, his voice suddenly dropped, "But more than a hundred years ago, a monk came to Jingyang City. He was very capable and could cure many people's diseases. The common people gradually don't need us anymore."
"Originally, the people in the sect were also happy for the people, but suddenly one day, the head of the sect had a dream."
That night, the head of the Qingshan Sect suddenly dreamed of an old woman in green clothes. The other party said that she was the mountain spirit of Qingcang Mountain. Some monks used the formation method to capture the life of this place and inject vitality into the human race. The Qingcang Mountain Spirit has suffered deeply. If it goes on like this, this place will soon be a dead place, not to mention the mountains and rivers, even the living beings living in this land will either leave or die.
"The head was very worried. He first thought that someone was cultivating evil methods, so he brought several uncles into the city and told all the people what Shan Ling said."
Zhao Fu suddenly stopped when he said this, it seems that the next words made it difficult for him to speak.
Yi Wang: "No one believes that, right?"
Zhao Fu nodded with a wry smile, as soon as he forgot, he looked like he knew it for a long time.
"Not only did they not believe it, but they also thought that the Sect Master and your fellow sects were misleading the public." Zhao Fu's eyes gradually turned red, "With the monks' instigation, the people in the city wanted to arrest the Sect Master and them."
"When the Sect Master and others were besieged and suppressed, he realized that the monk had a very powerful magic weapon, which was a statue of a white jade Buddha. The reason why the monk stole a long life to the people in the city was that he wanted the people to believe in him and protect the Buddha statue with their will. ."
"The sect master only has a foundation-building cultivation base, and the other masters and uncles have lower cultivation bases and will soon be defeated. The master knows that if they are caught by the monks, all of them will die. In order to let the masters escape, the master was killed The monk's Buddha statue was severely injured."
Zhao Fu clenched his fists, his voice trembling, "The monk captured the head, destroyed the spiritual roots of the head, and abolished the cultivation of the head. In order to deter others, the monk also deepened the people's trust and dependence on him. , I don't know how to make those who have received his favor be devastated one by one."
"But the monks let out rumors, saying that it was because the headmaster disrespected the Buddha's son and was not tolerated by the way of heaven, so he imposed punishment and also affected the people in the city. He asked the Buddha to take the headmaster to parade through the streets, the headmaster..." Zhao Fu closed Closing his eyes, "The chief was beaten to death by the people in the city."
Hearing this, Jing Yue frowned and looked at Yi Wang subconsciously, only to see a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and when he noticed his gaze, he quickly pursed his lips and looked like he was listening carefully.
Jingyue: "..."
Zhao Fu did not pay attention to the two, he was immersed in his memories.
"It was too late when the people in the sect learned the news. Later, the uncles and teachers disbanded their sects, and they pretended to be ordinary people and mixed into the city. They have been accumulating strength all these years." Zhao Fu said: "My father was Qingshan back then. The disciples in the sect, and our new disciples have not actually experienced those things, what I just said was also recounted by my father, but I just heard it, and I can’t help but hate it.”
Jing Yue realized, "So, you are now seeking revenge for the Buddha?"
However, Zhao Fu shook his head, "My father told me that the head of the sect always said that the way of heaven is constant and has its own rules. If there is retribution for injustice, it will only increase the cause and effect. We want to save them."
Yi Wang suddenly asked, "Save the people in the city?"
Zhao Fu heard the sarcasm in Yi Wang's tone and explained, "They are not bad, they are just ignorant, they are just deceived."
Yi Wang: "Stupidity is more terrifying than poison."
Zhao Fu: "..."
Jingyue glanced at it for a moment, and once forgot, he didn't say anything.
Zhao Fu: "Actually, it's not just about saving anyone. We just regard the people in the city as one of the creatures on this land, and they are part of this land. The Qingshan School lives on the Qingcang Mountain. Since they live in this area The land, drink the water of this land, eat the grain that grows from this land, and be blessed by it, we should protect it and repay it. If we can save this land by dying, it is also a merit. "
Yi Wang: "Gong and virtue? With what you are doing now, you can only make people dare not easily believe in the Buddha. But they still don't know the truth, don't believe in the truth, and don't even know the 'sacrifice' of your Qingshan faction."
Zhao Fu didn't care: "Even if it's unknown, we know what we're doing and why."
Yi Wang: "… Is it worth it?"
Zhao Fu was stunned for a while, then nodded without hesitation, "It's worth it."
The three fell silent. After a long while, Jing Yue said, "If what you said is true, I have a way for you to achieve your goal."
Zhao Fu blinked a little blankly.
The next day, many people in the city suddenly suffered from a strange disease, and their skin turned crimson like the ones who had spontaneously combusted before. Although there was no discomfort, everyone was terrified, and many people cried out to the Buddha for help.
But the strange thing is that people who have prayed for the son of Buddha will grow blisters on their bodies, but those who do not ask for the son of Buddha will get better day by day.
As a result, everyone believed in the rumors in the city that the Buddha wanted to accept the souls of devout believers to serve him.
Therefore, except for a few crazy people who are willing to sacrifice for the Buddha's son, no one else dares to believe in the Buddha's son, and even many people resent the Buddha's son.
When the willpower turns to resentment, the backlash will soon come.
But in just a few months, the "god" that everyone in this city believes in has stepped down from the altar. The Buddha's son had no vows, and the magic weapon could not be displayed, and even affected his own cultivation, and even the Buddha's attendants left him one after another.
Soon, the Buddha was killed by a group of Taoists in his house, all of them from the Qingshan School.
Before the Buddha died, he did not understand why he had benefited the people here for more than a hundred years, but these people betrayed him in an instant? Even consider him a demon? He is clearly their god!
But the true God must have seen through the selfishness of human nature, and also knew that some people are like the Qingshan faction, maybe stupid, maybe crazy, but with great love.
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On the lake, a small boat swayed gently.
Jing Yue put away a map, which was found by the disciples of the Qingshan faction after the Buddha's death.
Previously, after verifying what they said, Jingyue and Yiwang handed them a powder called "Seven Flame Fire Poison" and the corresponding antidote. This poison was originally a highly poisonous one, but it was simplified and improved by Jing Yue, and now it is only the slightest fire poison.
The Taoists sprinkled the powder into the well water, and once the people drank the well water, their skin would turn red, and blisters would soon grow.
If anyone no longer believes in Buddhism, the disciples of the Qingshan School will quietly detoxify them, so there is a follow-up.
In order to repay Jingyue, the disciples of the Qingshan School gave Jingyue the array diagram and the cracked white jade Buddha statue, and Jingyue also learned from their mouths that these two treasures were obtained by monks by accident. Among them, the array diagram can transform the life of the earth into one's own use, and the white jade Buddha statue can absorb the power of vows and eventually grow into a treasure.
It is a pity that the Buddha statue was devoured by the force of vows, and it has been destroyed.
Jingyue handed the array diagram and the Buddha statue to Yi Wang, "You keep it."
Yi Wang naturally received it into the Qiankun Ring. Over the years, he has become accustomed to giving him any good things that Jing Yue finds. Anyway, in his opinion, all of his own belong to Jing Yue.
Yi Wang: "Now that the monk is dead, and the array map has been taken away by us, what about the lost life of the Qingcang Mountains?"
Jing Yue: "If the creatures there can love the earth, the earth will gradually recover."
Yi Wang: "Can they?"
Jingyue: "Yes, as I have always said, the human heart can produce evil, and of course it can also produce good. There are not many people like the disciples of the Qingshan School, but there are not many. There is no need to be afraid of it."
Yi Wang fell silent, looked at the lake wrinkled by the breeze, and said for a long time, "I want to go back to the northern city of Zhejiang."
Jing Yue was stunned. At this time, he knew that Zhebei City was the town where Yiwang escaped from, and there was a memory of his hatred in that city.
His heart beat fast, and he had a guess, but he still asked uncertainly, "What are you going to do? Do you want revenge?"
Yi Wang shook his head, "Just have a look."
Jing Yue laughed, "Okay, let's go back."
Another year, they returned to northern Zhejiang.
When Yi Wang walked through the old land, he saw that those who hurt him in those days were old and dead.
And he suddenly found that he didn't have any hatred in his heart. After all, his road is very long, but these people will turn into a pile of dead bones in just a few decades at most, which will not hinder his life at all.
As soon as I forget to recall the life and death I have seen along the way, the good and evil I have experienced, I only feel that my heart is more relaxed than ever.
This mountain and land is infinitely beautiful and tender, and there is such a person by his side to accompany him.
The eyebrows suddenly loosened, and a warm feeling was born in the dantian, and then a surging force traveled all over the body.
- Once forgotten, the foundation is established.
When Yi Wang finally calmed the surging spiritual power in his body, his first reaction was to see Jing Yue.
"I… "
But he only said one word, and saw Jing Yue's figure gradually fade away, just like many years ago.
Yiwang rushed over in a panic, trying to catch Jingyue, but heard the other party say, "Go to the Cold Cloud Sect, I'll wait for you."
Qiu Fenglie was full of vainness in his hands.
The author has something to say: The entire fantasy is actually only more than 20,000 words. I feel that it should not be long after reading it, but the serialization will appear to be long. After all, it will take a few days, and you don’t know when it will be a head.
One of the two short stories is to write about evil in the name of love, and the other is to write about devotion that starts from hurt. I was stuck for a long time a few days ago and was hesitating whether to write it, write one or both, how to write it clearly in the shortest space, but I think these two stories are very important to the changes in Yiwang's thought experience, so I still wrote it. .