The pilgrim received a critical blow, covered his face and stared blankly at the eminent monk in front of him, unable to react for a moment.
Then I saw the eminent monk's eyes were red and he was panting. His heart trembled, and he suddenly started to cry: "The monk is beating someone!! The eminent monk is possessed by a demon!!"
The nearest crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.
Originally, they had been waiting in line for a whole day, but in the end, you couldn't say it was a blessing right in front of you, and you didn't have any money to get it, so they were much more angry than others.
Immediately, someone yelled at the crowd: "Brothers!! Bald donkeys are beating people. I think this is a fake master! They don't keep their word, beat him!!"
At this moment, the powder keg was ignited, and the others around him immediately started shouting and cursing.
"I fucking know it! What these bald donkeys are chanting is not Buddhist scriptures at all!"
A group of monks immediately panicked, and the fists of the crowd flew over before Tumo could reach him.
Master Huijue, who was originally trembling, didn't know what to do.
Suddenly a mouthful of spit fell on his face, and it seemed like a switch was triggered.
The whole person's mood instantly became peaceful. He closed his eyes, raised his head 45 degrees, put his hooves together, and recited a Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, if you want to kill or fight, you donors can do whatever you want."
The fist of the citizen closest to him had already been waved out, but suddenly stopped when he was in front of him.
The man was stunned when he saw the solemn and holy expression on Master Huijue's face.
He turned around and shouted to the crowd: "This is a real eminent monk! Don't hit him, hit others!!"
Then he gently wiped the saliva from Master Huijue's face with his sleeve, and said shamefully: "Master, I'm rude...don't blame me."
The sticky feeling on his face disappeared, and Master Huijue was no longer calm again, and he jumped up and down with dissatisfaction.
There is only one thought in my mind, no! You must not speak at this time. If you speak, you will be dead!
So he closed his eyes tightly and only chanted Buddhist scriptures, saying nothing else...
Abbot Hongcheng was extremely panicked when he saw the scene in front of him. He quickly shouted to the young novice behind him: "Quick! Report to the official! Just say that someone in Fuyun Temple has killed someone!"
The young novice monk, Rumeng Dasheng, ran away in a panic.
The angry people swarmed forward and quickly beat the monks in the temple to pieces.
However, only Master Huijue was spared. The crowd formed a vacuum around him. He sat in the center and continued to recite the scriptures... and the people were all in awe.
The monks were all knocked down, but the common people were still angry. They rushed into the hall and began to search for what they could.
Incense candles, tributes, wooden fish, futons and other items were all swept away, and some people even started to scrape the gold powder off the Buddha statues.
The people at the back of the team who didn't know the truth about the assault could only dip their hands in the blood from the masters' hands and rub it carefully on the items they brought.
The master can't consecrate it, so I'll consecrate it manually!
However, the blood obviously didn't stain much, so the people started fighting over the unconscious monks, and the scene became even more chaotic.
Abbot Hongcheng stood in the crowd, his cassock had been torn to pieces, and people coming from behind slapped him from time to time.
Facing this scene of demons dancing wildly, his tears finally burst out like a dam bursting, but he couldn't say a word.
.............
After a long time, after receiving the news from the little novice monk, Fang Zheng led a group of officers and soldiers and rushed to Fuyun Temple calmly.
I was dumbfounded when I arrived at the venue. The place was completely devastated. The walls were smashed piece by piece, and a lot of floor tiles were dug out.
The door of the main hall was open, and the Buddha statues inside were scratched and stained.
The situation in front of me exceeded expectations. It seemed that I had played with it a bit. I didn’t expect Fuyun Temple to be so tense...
A dozen monks were lying on the ground in a mess.
There were also several monks who were obviously more advanced from their clothing, lying in a pool of blood, with their eyes closed and their faces bloodless.
The only one who seemed fine was Master Huijue who was meditating outside the main hall.
Fang Zheng hurriedly ran to the monks who were bleeding heavily and took a look. He was relieved to find that they were still breathing.
Then I checked their wounds one by one. After looking through them for a long time, I found that except for the obvious wounds on their hands, the rest of the people's wounds were covered with bruises.
Especially the arms, which are densely covered with fingerprints.
Fang Zheng took a deep breath.
There are vampires among the crowd! This is obviously squeezing blood...
When Abbot Hongcheng saw the officials coming, he who was leaning on the pillar dying suddenly flew to Fangzheng's feet, hugged his thigh and began to cry, bursting into tears.
"I'm so sorry!! Sir, we have no grievances and no grudges, why do we want to harm Fuyun Temple like this!!!"
As soon as Fang Zheng helped Abbot Hongcheng up, he said seriously: "Master, you don't need to panic because I'm here. What happened? Why did you say this?"
Abbot Hongcheng sobbed, feeling aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law.
"The government bulletin board said that our Fuyun Temple is consecrating free Buddhist beads. Isn't it the Lord's instruction?"
Fang Zhengyi said sternly: "Of course not! Why would I do such a thing? Someone came to the government two days ago and commissioned the government to issue this notice, and also donated a sum of money."
"I didn't think too much about it. I just thought it was a good deed done by our temple, so I sent it."
"Master, please think about it, have I ever had any trouble with your Fuyun Temple? This must be someone secretly framing Fuyun Temple..."
"I didn't expect...I didn't expect that such a vicious accident would happen in the workshop. Don't worry, master, I will give you justice!"
Upon hearing this, Abbot Hongcheng felt like a deflated ball. The hand holding Fang Zheng's thigh gradually loosened, and he collapsed to the ground.
That's right... No matter how you say this, it should have nothing to do with the government. I don't even know who my enemy is, so who is trying to harm Fuyun Temple...
The image of a young man in brocade clothes suddenly appeared in Abbot Hongcheng's mind.
There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes...
Yes, it must be him. He inexplicably stuffed himself with money to invite the eminent monks to Fuyun Temple and then went to the government to issue an announcement. So many things happened after that.
This is killing with a borrowed knife! ! It must be that those eminent monks had enmity with that person. He didn't know that person. Fuyun Temple was just accidentally selected and was affected by Chiyu, otherwise there is no other explanation!
"I would like to thank you for this..."
"You're welcome. This is what I should do."
Seeing the old monk and having no other doubts, Fang Zheng looked at the others at first.
His eyes suddenly caught sight of Master Huijue, the most eye-catching person in the room. He was still thinking silently with his eyes closed.
Fang Zheng smiled, this is not an old acquaintance.
"Hey! One ear!"
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