The monks held up their sticks and stared at each other, and the panicked crowd gradually calmed down.

The governor Zhang looked around for a while and found that no one came forward, so he had to raise his hand and asked: "Excuse me, Abbot, when we went up the mountain, weren't we already screened with the mountain guarding prohibition? Now this investigation...

What is the process?"

"There are two regulations. One is to use restraints to scan the sea of ​​​​qi, spiritual veins, and veins.

The second is to observe the mind with a mirror."

In trouble, the abbot said lightly,

Several monks walked over, carrying a huge bronze mirror precariously, and erected the mirror in front of the circular ban on the ground.

The bronze mirror is oval in shape, with a smooth and shiny surface and two rows of patterns engraved on the edge.

"This mirror can reveal the hidden secrets buried in the heart."

The abbot said in a deep voice, "Kukai, come and demonstrate."

"Yes."

Monk Kukai stepped forward bravely,

Step on the ban and face the bronze mirror.

The ban under his feet burst into white light, illuminating his spiritual veins and the beads he was wearing.

The brilliance of the mirror surface circulated, revealing a scene of a young novice monk who looked similar to Kukai monk, secretly eating cakes in the kitchen of the dining hall.

The abbot nodded imperceptibly, "The secret in your heart is that you violated the Eight Precepts by eating out of season. After the matter is over, you can go to the Discipline Academy to receive your punishment."

"It's the abbot."

Kukai breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back, and left the scope of the bronze mirror.

Jiu Fenghai in the corner squinted his eyes and watched for a while, then whispered: "The mind mirror is real."

Que Teqin raised his eyebrows and asked: "Mind mirror?"

"A bronze mirror originating from the Yuezhi Kingdom, an ancient country in the Western Regions. A line of characters above the mirror is similar to the Qiang script, which means "There is a good or bad appearance, and there is good and evil in the heart. Although you have judged the appearance, you still need to judge the heart."

It is said that this mirror was made by a skilled craftsman for the queen of the country, and it had inexplicable magical properties. Later, the Yueshi were destroyed by the Xiongnu, and the mirror also traveled to the Central Plains.

It caused more than ten bloody battles in the Central Plains. After changing its owners several times, it finally disappeared.

It is only listed as a second-level alienated product in classics.

When I traveled with the dean, I heard him talk about that period of history.

I never expected that it would fall into the hands of the Jialan Sect."

Jiu Fenghai said: "It's fair to assume that the person who caused the commotion can enter and leave the pagoda at will in front of several great practitioners, ignoring all restrictions.

Ordinary methods of detecting the sea of ​​​​qi, spiritual veins, and meridians will definitely have no effect on him.

On the contrary, a mind mirror might be effective."

After saying that, he paused and muttered: "It's just that the scene will definitely not go well."

Jiu Fenghai’s words were quickly verified.

Under the supervision of the monks, the pilgrims in the square stepped forward one by one and stood in front of the mind mirror.

Most of them are devout men and women of Zen Buddhism, but the ulterior secrets hidden deep in their hearts are becoming more bizarre than the last.

Those who cheat, those who come out, those who steal, those who cheat in imperial examinations, those who abandon their wives and children, those who commit murder and arson...

The illusion in the mirror is lifelike, reflecting the many ugliness of people.

"Okay, I've only been on a business trip for two months, and you're hooking up with me! I'm going to kill you!"

"Ping'er, how could you... Fanyi is your stepmother!"

"Detective Zhou, you actually accepted money from others and fabricated evidence to frame my brother?! He was the one who saved you when you were desperate!"

For a time, the crowd cursed, beat, tore, and accused.

The scene was chaotic and disorderly.

"Okay."

The enlightened abbot shook his head and said, "Kukai, go and bring people to move the planks and build a temporary house. Only one person can enter at a time, and other pilgrims will not be allowed to watch."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining people who had not been detected all breathed a sigh of relief, and some even knelt on the ground to thank Abbot Wu for his enlightenment.

"Oh, what a strange scene. On the surface, he is loyal, but he is a thief and a woman is a prostitute. On the surface, he is noble, but in reality he is dark and dirty. In the surface, he is dignified and serious, but in reality he is despicable and unscrupulous. In the surface, he is kind and generous, but in reality, he is treacherous and vicious."

The voice was neither loud nor quiet, but amid the pious words, it was still harsh and clear.

The square immediately fell silent, and people looked left and right, trying to find out who was speaking.

"All masters are also people in the formation, why don't you stand in front of the mirror and take a look at yourself? When you teach your children and grandchildren, you must first teach yourself, and you will become an immortal, a Buddha, and an adult."

The voice said faintly: "Or do you mean that all the masters don't dare?"

Silence, you can hear a needle drop in the square,

Both the monks on the stage and the people around them all looked in the direction of the sound.

Yang Jiu, the lame and mute handyman who works in Jialan Sect.

He faced everyone's gaze and limped forward.

A group of monks immediately picked up sticks and surrounded him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Yang Shijiu?"

Kuuga was shocked and said: "How did you..."

"How can you speak? How can you stand up at this time?"

The thin and old Yang Jiujiu let out a long sigh, "Master Kongwo, you are one of the rare good people in Jialan Sect. There is no need to stay here to be buried. Escape now - if you can escape."

"Monster!"

A monk suddenly shouted loudly, using the wind in his long stick to press hard on Yang Jiu's neck.

The remaining companions also took action, either casting spells or chanting Buddhist sounds.

Yang Jiu stood motionless, calmly lowering his eyes.

Sui——

The long stick that fell towards Yang Jiu became slower and slower in the air until it froze. Together with the monk, they froze in place.

Weapons, Buddhist sounds, spells, chanting tools, magic tools...

Everything stagnated around Yang Jiu,

The furious monks' eyes bulged, their mouths opened, and they maintained a still posture.

Without squinting, Yang Jiu walked forward slowly, dragging his lame leg. It wasn't until he walked a certain distance that the monks behind him all completed their actions, and looked at him blankly as he poured his attack into the open space.<

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The gravel is flying and the smoke is filling the air.

Warrior monks who maintain law and order in temples, monks who supervise the precepts, and manage the seats of the precepts courtyard.

More and more monks gathered around Yang Jiu,

But there seemed to be an invisible circle surrounding him, solidifying and freezing all interference that entered the circle.

Whether it’s a person or a magical weapon.

Even the three elders who guarded the pagoda before were unable to stop Yang Jiujiu - they had accumulated Buddha's light in their hands and were frozen on the spot, unable to move. They watched Yang Jiu pass by, first level

Climb the steps with some difficulty.

The long steps were not easy for Yang Shijiu. He stood in front of the Main Hall, holding his knees and panting for a while, then stood up and said slowly: "Abbot, I am in trouble, Abbot of Enlightenment."

"Yang Shijiu,"

The troubled eyes were cold, "What exactly do you want?"

"Me?"

Yang Jiu paused for a moment, "I just want justice."

He turned around, looked at the huge crowd at the foot of the steps, and said: "Jialan Sect is based in Fenzhou, with grain shops, carriage shops, dental shops, boat shops, wine shops, residence shops, etc. under its name.

The income reached 6 million yuan,

In addition to this, there are also medical expenses for treating people from all walks of life, donations from benevolent men and women in various states, and the sale of consecration instruments...

The total is more than tens of millions.

How many people's blood and tears are included in the silver coins used to repair the temple's golden body?"

Yang Shijiu paused for a moment and said slowly: "There are three burdens on the common people in the past dynasties: taxes, corvees, and government apportionments.

In the Sui Dynasty, the tax was one in twenty, which was relatively light, but the corvee was extremely heavy. In a year, one must work for the government for free for one and half months.

It doesn’t seem like a long time,
To be continued...