After the golden light stopped, Fa Hai fell to the ground and looked at the people on the field. Zhang Yutang, Wang Zelong, Li Yong, Abao, and Xu Jiaorong were all pale and weak, lying on the ground in a mess.
Only Li Yong and Abao were better off. Looking at Fahai who was about to approach, they stood up and shouted:
"Where are you from, monk? Stop quickly. The magistrate of Hangzhou is here."
"I am a monk from Xia Fahai and Bailong Cave in Da'e Mountain. I have absolutely no ill intentions."
Fahai frowned slightly:
"What a giant snake, it must have three Jiazi's moral conduct."
The movement in the backyard had already alarmed everyone. Some government officials heard the sound and ran over from all directions.
These government officials were the officials Wang Zelong had just transferred from nearby areas to guard the Jinshan Temple. At this time, fearing that something might happen to the prefect, dozens of officials with swords rushed over.
"grown ups!"
Wang Liu walked up to Wang Zelong in a few steps, took out his sword from its sheath, stood up straight, glanced at Fahai, and shouted coldly:
"Surround this monk!"
"yes"
The government officials who followed them all raised their swords and surrounded Fahai. Fahai frowned and ignored him, but said lightly:
"The poor monk is a monk from the Bailong Cave in Da'e Mountain. Seeing the evil spirit here, he came here to slay the demons. He is not a bad person."
"No one has it written on their forehead that he is a bad person. Whether he is a bad person or not will be determined after the investigation."
Wang Liuyi waved his hand:
"Keep these monks under guard and don't leave any of them."
"Wang Liu, it's you who are here."
Wang Zelong came back from his daze and sighed quietly:
"Li Jiu has been following me for so long, but he was swallowed by this demonic snake. How do I explain to his wife, children, and widowed mother? How do I go to see them?"
"What, Brother Li is dead?"
When Wang Liuru heard the thunderbolt, he was stunned:
"How is this possible? He was talking and laughing with me just now, how could he just say no and then be gone?"
Tears flow freely, just because it reaches the sad point:
"Brother Li, are you really dead?"
Looking around, there was nothing but blood.
Wang Zelong stood up and looked at the giant snake lying dead here, with viciousness in his voice:
"Zen Master Wu Neng of Jinshan Temple colluded with evildoers and used white lotus flying as bait to kill countless lives. He also let his mother, government servant Li Jiu and others be buried in the belly of a snake. This crime cannot be punished."
"Someone, bring Old Monk Wuneng up."
"Yes, sir!"
Two government servants dragged Wuneng up. Wuneng's monk's robe was beaten into strips. He was covered in blood. Even five of his fingers were almost all broken off. There were even faint marks on his back.
The smell of meat came, and it was extremely miserable.
"Kneel down!"
The government officials aimed their water and fire sticks at Wu Neng's knees and struck each other with the sticks.
Click!
There was the sound of bones shattering, and Wu Neng couldn't help but kneel down in the dust.
These government officials were all friends with Li Jiu. When they heard that Li Jiu was buried in the belly of a snake, they vented all their resentment on Wu Neng and punished him without mercy.
Holding his breath, he was ready to die. If he wasn't worried that his master would still ask questions, Wu Neng would have already lost his human form.
"Wuneng, at this point, are you still unwilling to explain how you communicated with evildoers and harmed the world?"
"I'm guilty!"
Wu Neng grinned and let out a sad laugh:
"But how can you blame me? Since I took charge of Jinshan Temple, the incense of Jinshan Temple has been getting worse day by day. I have thought about it many times, but I can't think of a way to change the current situation of Jinshan Temple."
"Until one day, when I was meditating and fell asleep, a man in golden armor came into my dream like a god and Buddha. He told me that he was a god and Buddha in heaven, and he felt my sincerity, especially
Come and give me a helping hand."
"He said that tomorrow there will be a white lotus rising from the pond, with clouds of smoke and divine light like a rainbow. It is a holy lotus that can fly to the sky. Everyone who is pious and respects my Buddha can do so.
Sit on the lotus and soar in the daytime."
"I was confused at that time, and just when I was about to ask for details, the body of the golden-armored godman emitted thousands of rays of light, and slowly rose into the sky and disappeared. I also woke up from my dream."
"After I woke up, I couldn't sit still, so I walked out of the Zen gate and walked towards the merit pool in the backyard. At that time, the sky was just getting bright, and a few rays of sunlight were shining through, so I could vaguely see everything clearly."
"When I arrived at the merit pool, a piece of fairy music suddenly sounded on the originally calm water surface. The fairy music was long and lingering. Thousands of auspicious auras and auspicious lights flashed in the blue waves. A water column shot up to the sky. At the top of the water column, a white lotus stood still.
Where is the silence?"
"The white lotus is very big, bigger than the bell in the temple. The petals slowly open, with six petals in total. Colorful clouds emanate from the middle of the flower. As the flower blooms, a golden-armored god stands proudly in it, facing
I say that as long as people have pious beliefs and strong bodies, they will have the opportunity to ascend to the Paradise of Paradise by stepping on the lotus."
"And he also said that this is the door of convenience opened by the mercy of the Buddha."
"From that day on, after the first person stepped on the lotus and ascended to heaven, the reputation of Jinshan Temple slowly spread, and its reputation grew day by day, and the incense in the temple became more and more prosperous."
"But finally one day, I discovered that the golden-armored god was actually a demon, just to keep the incense in the temple alive. By this time, I couldn't stop, so I kept deceiving him."
"To this day, the demon is lying on my head, and I deserve to die. The old monk does not seek to live, but to die. Please be merciful and let the old monk go."
Wu Neng looked at Wang Zelong standing in front, kowtowed a few times, and blood flowed from his forehead:
"Sir, this old monk just wants to die quickly and has nothing else."
"Death is inevitable."
Wang Zelong looked at Wu Neng with his head buried on the ground, and his tone was as cold as a knife:
"Let me ask you, what happened to the White Lotus, and where did those who stepped on the White Lotus go?"
Although he knew exactly what the outcome would be, Wang Zelong still asked the question in public, so that the truth of the matter could be made known to the world, so that the punishment could be clarified.
Wu Neng said:
"The white lotus is transformed by the monster's giant tongue. Anyone who steps on the white lotus will be devoured by the monster and disappear into ashes."
"In that case, don't blame me for punishing you with a serious crime."
When Wang Zelong heard this, his heart was as broken as a knife. His mother was also killed in the snake's mouth, and no bones were left:
"Come here, the demon monk Wu Neng of Jinshan Temple has colluded with the evildoers to act as a slave to the tiger. He has killed countless people. He must be punished for his crime. He should be taken out and beheaded at three quarters of noon."
After dealing with Zen Master Wu Neng, Wang Zelong glanced at the entire Jinshan Temple and ordered:
"This Jinshan Temple has done a lot of evil. I have ordered the sealing of Jinshan Temple, and all the monks here have been driven down the mountain. They are not allowed to stay. However, those who cause trouble for no reason will all be thrown into prison and will be dealt with after hearing."
"yes!"
The officials left in response, and Fahai on the side said:
"Wait a minute!"
Wang Zelong glanced over with sharp eyes:
"You, a wandering monk, want to prevent me from handling the case?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)