Chapter 343 The foreign monk
He was fine during the day, but passed away one night.
"Is it such a coincidence?" After hearing this, Wu Sheng wanted to take a look, but found that the county magistrate's residence was guarded by guards and there were too many people to enter.
The county magistrate is in charge of a county. According to the official position, he is very low, but in fact he has to manage a lot of things. He is actually the parent official of a city. If he dies, the city will probably be in more chaos.
Wu Sheng stayed in Wushang for two days and found no other sources of illness. Although he did not find out where the "corpse gas" came from, Wu Sheng was not in a hurry to leave and continued to stay in Wushang.
In the city, I would go to the homes of those who were sick during the day to help them treat their illnesses.
After the death of the county magistrate, the disease seemed to be getting worse.
On this day, before the county magistrate arrived, a monk came to the county town. The monk was wearing rags. Wushang was now under martial law, and the news that there was a strange disease here had been spread. No one came here at all, and everyone was hiding.
Unable to hide, the monk came and even entered the city.
The reason is very simple. He said that he can cure diseases and cure the strange diseases in Wushang City.
Then he was arrested for deceiving others with his lies.
It is a well-known fact that the dynasty respected Taoism and suppressed Buddhism. Basically all Buddhist temples were destroyed, and some dilapidated ones like Lanruo Temple were left hidden in the mountains. A large number of monks were killed and expelled.
, traveled far to the Western Regions, and although these years have not been as strict as in the beginning, it is rare to see monks appearing in this world.
It's good now. You're just a monk in the world, but you still say some shameless words here. What do you want to do? If not, who will arrest you?
After the monk was imprisoned, he was tied up and whipped with a whip. However, the whip fell on the monk without leaving any trace. He was emitting a faint yellow light, as if he was covered with a layer of
The armor and whip bounced away slightly when they landed on the light, and did not fall on him at all.
"Monk."
Soon these government officials guessed the identity of this monk, who was a Buddhist cultivator.
They discussed it, and not long after, they got a bucket of dirty water from somewhere. It contained dog feces, pig feces, and urine, and poured it on the monk.
Suddenly, the smell in the cell was absolutely foul and disgusting.
Rumor has it that dirty things can break the Buddhist golden body.
It's just that the filthy things dripped down his body without touching him at all, as if they were splashed on glass.
does not work?
Several government officials were stunned. You looked at me, and I looked at you.
"what to do?"
Soon, they came up with a solution.
He told the Changshengguan in the city about this matter.
The Taoist priests of Changsheng Temple do not have a good attitude towards these monks. Not only are they mortal enemies, they are also extremely disgusted.
Especially recently, they have received news that some monks and demons are looking for the former Buddhist practice place. They don't know what they are planning. The court still attaches great importance to this, and one of their main responsibilities is to help the court.
They are naturally very concerned about matters in the spiritual world.
Who would have thought that such a monk would come here today and he could treat sudden and strange diseases.
Others don't know what caused this strange disease, but they know very well that it is "corpse gas", the "corpse gas" on zombies, and he once saw that zombie.
It is an instinct for zombies to eat human flesh and blood, but they will never spread "zombie energy" everywhere with a purpose. There is most likely someone behind this, and what is the purpose?
After receiving the news, the Taoist priest of Changshengguan quickly came to the prison, stared at the monk in front of him, and vaguely thought of something.
“Where do monks practice?”
"You travel all over the world, and you are home all over the world." The monk's face was plain.
"We are at home all over the world. Don't be jealous. The monk comes from the Buddhist land thousands of miles away in the Western Regions, right?"
Now the Jin Dynasty is in a critical state at the border and is going to war with the Western Regions. It is entirely possible that the Western Regions will send some Buddhist cultivators to go deep into the territory and cause some damage.
"But the poor monk has been there."
"What are you doing here in Wushang?"
"The clouds travel here."
"Can monks cure those strange diseases?"
"Taoist Master can do it, but I just don't want to." The monk said bluntly.
The Taoist priest from the Temple of Immortality was stunned after hearing this, and then his face became a little ugly.
He can indeed cure this disease, but because the few pills in the temple that can treat this "corpse qi" have been used up, he has to use his own cultivation to treat it. He has also tried it,
It takes a lot of mana to expel the "corpse energy" that invades the bodies of ordinary people, so he stopped after treating two people.
Which is more important, the lives of one or two common people, or his years of hard work? Moreover, what should I do if the zombies enter the city again? Who will deal with it?
He has selfish motives.
"Nonsense, the real person has been busy looking for the source of the strange disease every day these days, and he has never rested for a day!" The Yamen on the side scolded, they have been accompanying the real person these two days, knowing that he is not idle, and has been looking for the strange disease.
source of disease.
"The poor monk still said the same thing, he can help the Taoist priest cure diseases and save people."
"I'm afraid he has ulterior motives!" The Taoist priest's face turned pale.
"Amitabha, the Tao has gained appearance."
"Another attack!" the Taoist priest from the Temple of Immortality said angrily.
"You monks are really disgusting!"
In the end, without asking anything, the Taoist priest pierced the monk's body with seven long bronze needles, sealing his magic power. The monk struggled but did not resist, and just sighed.
Then the police officer locked him in a small, dirty and messy cell.
The monk didn't care. He sat quietly on the ground and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.
When the sky gradually darkened, the guard guarding the cell fell asleep lying on the table.
But the monk stood up, turned around and looked outside, walked through the cell door in one step, came to the two sleeping yamen servants, lightly nodded on them twice, and then left the cell through the door.
, came to Wushang City.
It was already dark, and there were not many lights in the city.
In a house on the edge of the city, a woman lay beside the bed and sighed.
Her husband-in-law and her children were both infected with a strange disease, and they were about to die. She went to see a doctor. The doctor shook his head when he heard this. They all knew that after contracting this disease, they would be waiting to die, unless they could invite the Taoist priest of the Temple of Immortality, but they
They are just ordinary people with no money or business relationships.
My tears have dried up and I can only sigh.
"When you go, I will go down and accompany you." The woman's eyes were a little dull.
"Amitabha." A Buddha's name came from outside.
"Who?" The woman weakly raised her head and looked outside.
With a creak, the door opened, and a peaceful light shone in.
There was a monk standing outside the door, his body exuding a peaceful light.
"Who are you?" The woman was stunned.
"The poor monk can help the two benefactors."
"Really!?" The woman stood up in a hurry, but her legs were weak and she fell to the ground with a thud.
The monk came to the bedside and helped the woman up.
"Can you really save my husband and children?"
"Of course, there is also you, the donor."
The monk moved his right hand, and a relic appeared in his palm, exuding peaceful Buddha light. It fell on the man and child lying on the bed and submerged into their bodies. The blue-black breath on their faces moved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Retreat quickly.
The Buddha's light fell on the woman, and she felt that her body had become warmer, she had a little more strength, and her head no longer hurt so much.
The man lying on the bed opened his eyes and turned to look at his wife and the monk beside him.
"Am I still alive?" he said weakly.
"Alive, alive!" Seeing her man wake up, the woman cried with joy.
After a while, the child also woke up and called "Mom" softly.
The woman's tears flowed out again, and she cried with joy. She felt that her whole body had strength again.
This is the power of hope.
She turned around and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the monk.
"Thank you, master, thank you, master."
For a while, she couldn't think of a better way to express her inner gratitude except kowtow.
"Get up. If the donor is willing, please offer a Buddha statue and burn a few pillars of incense."
Hey, hey, the woman nodded.
The monk left the house and the two wooden doors were closed.
Chapter completed!