A gust of wind blew by, causing dust on the ground to fly. Xie Wuyou covered his mouth and coughed lightly.
Originally, with his ability to master the Sword Intention of the Wind, he would not be affected by this bit of dust, but after talking to the young Liu Bai on the bank of the river, Xie Wuyou decided not to use his cultivation in this journey.
, as an ordinary person, only then can we understand more deeply and see more clearly.
Looking at the Yuelun Capital in front of him, Xie Wuyou walked directly in.
As soon as he entered the Moon Wheel Kingdom, Xie Wuyou felt that the entire atmosphere was instantly suppressed. There was not much difference between ordinary wealthy people, but those who were in ragged clothes or in ordinary clothes were all in a hurry, but
After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked around, then started walking again.
This scene was so different from the appearance of Chang'an that Xie Wuyou couldn't react for a while.
There was a sound of wheels, and from time to time there was the sound of whips. Before Xie Wuyou could react, he was pulled to the side.
Not long after, a carriage, surrounded by dozens of guards on horseback, passed in front of Xie Wuyou.
Xie Wuyou looked at the person who pulled him over at this time. He was a man. His hair was split and yellow, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was full of ravines left by years of wind and frost. When he saw the convoy passing by, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He complained to Xie Wuyou: "Looking at the way you are dressed, are you a poor man or a poor slave?"
"Forget it, it's not important anymore. Looking at your stunned look, I don't know how you grew up so big. When you come out, you should always observe what's going on around you. Just like just now, if I hadn't pulled you up, you would have been
It would be better if the car killed him all at once, otherwise it would be miserable if he fell into the hands of those people and whipped him one after another."
After the man finished speaking, he put the two bags on the ground on his shoulders and walked away.
The man's words made Xie Wuyou a little confused. He immediately looked at the clothes on his body and then touched his face, feeling a layer of sand from his face. Although there was no mirror, Xie Wuyou also knew at this time.
, I should look very sloppy now.
Just listening to what the man said, such scenes are obviously very common here. No wonder the people I saw before were walking strangely. It turned out to be like this. But what kind of poor people did the man say? Poor slaves? What does it mean?
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When he first arrived in Yuelun Country, Xie Wuyou had a lot of doubts in his heart. He found that he was not familiar with Yuelun Country at all, even though he knew that Buddhism was prosperous in this country, and even though he knew that there were millions of serfs working under the Xuankong Temple to support Buddhism,
, although he wants to help people in this country, he doesn’t know much about this country.
Is it considered saving to help them if you are not familiar with them at all?
While Xie Wuyou was thinking, a bell rang, and suddenly there were more people on the deserted street, and countless figures walked out of the darkness, all rushing in one direction, and in that direction a white tower stood.
Even if you are far away, you can still see it.
Xie Wuyou followed the crowd and came to a temple. However, what surprised Xie Wuyou was that all these people knelt down and worshiped on the ground in front of the long steps under the tower.
Xie Wuyou continued to walk forward in confusion, but was suddenly blocked by the monk soldiers in front of him.
"You are a pariah, you dare to rush into the White Pagoda Holy Temple, why don't you kneel down and pray. If you pray sincerely, you may have fewer sins in the next life, otherwise you will suffer from karma forever."
The monk soldier's scolding made Xie Wuyou somewhat understand why these people all knelt on the ground outside the temple. It was not that they did not want to enter the temple to burn incense, but because of their status, they were not qualified to enter the temple.
Xie Wuyou looked up and saw that the faces of these people all had the same expression. They seemed to be uniform, but in fact they were all numb. They only knelt down and kowtowed mechanically. Some of them had children beside them.
Among them, they are just like their parents and elders. They don’t know why they kowtow, and they don’t know why they were born sinful.
I just know that this is what everyone is doing, and that their elders learned it from their older elders, just like they are now, and when they have descendants in the future, they will be like today.
Give these to their descendants, so that they can be passed down from generation to generation.
At a glance, there were scenes of people kneeling and worshiping. Xie Wuyou standing alone looked particularly dazzling. Immediately, monk soldiers captured Xie Wuyou.
"Those who do not respect Buddhism should be punished with death to warn the world."
The monk soldier said angrily.
"Wait a minute, I, the Buddha, will be merciful and force him into the mine to work. I hope he can atone for his sins while working and seek peace in the next life."
A monk wearing a white hood came out, stopped the monk soldiers' movements, and said.
"Master has mercy!"
The monk soldiers immediately bowed and said respectfully.
"Master has mercy!"
"Master has mercy!"
"Master has mercy!"
The people who were kneeling on the ground immediately shouted together with the shouts of the monk soldiers.
Xie Wuyou felt extremely sad when he saw this scene, but he did not resist and allowed the monk soldiers to take him away. He was still a little curious about the so-called mine.
Xie Wuyou was taken to a place and his hands were tied up. There were several people around who were tied up like him, but most of them were as before, expressionless and very numb. Only a few
A few of them were sobbing quietly, looking very scared.
As the number of people gradually increased, several soldiers on horseback drove them forward. Anyone who walked slower would have a whip mark on their body in the next second.
After walking for a long time, we came to a mountain range. Soldiers on horseback handed over the group of people and left.
Xie Wuyou and others were driven into a dilapidated thatched house, and the manager impatiently threw a pile of tattered clothes in front of them.
After they had changed, they were driven to a mine and counted one by one. When it was Xie Wuyou's turn, the recorder glanced at him and said, "Remember your serial number." The person next to him handed Xie Wuyou a pickaxe and pushed him into the mine.
Xie Wuyou remained silent and walked straight into the mine. The only sound of tinkling bells could be heard in his ears. The sound of the bells became louder as he went down.
Some fire gradually appeared in front of his eyes, and figures wearing tattered linen clothes appeared in front of Xie Wuyou, waving the pickaxe very hard at the ore in front of him.
Xie Wuyou found a place where there were not many people and started to mine the ore. He mixed it in first and waited and saw.
In addition to the mines, there should be places like this in other places, but first contact these people to see what the situation is, and then make a decision.
Xie Wuyou made a decision in his heart, and started to swing the pickaxe like everyone else. Even if he didn't use his cultivation, this kind of thing couldn't be easier for him.