Chapter 442: Not the Nine Hades, but the Nine Bodhisattvas
At the entrance of a deserted village ten miles outside the city, there is a deep pit washed out by heavy rain. People in the entire village have fled, some to the capital, and some to other places. The village has long been deserted, and there are only a few houses that are not sturdy.
Everything collapsed, and as far as the eye could see, there was no intact house that was still standing.
Feng Yuheng was led by Wangchuan to the entrance of the village. As he walked Wangchuan, he told her: "Last night, His Highness ordered the soldiers to move all the corpses here. After gathering them, they started to burn them. But the refugees refused.
The dead are all their relatives, and they insist on being buried in peace, but now it’s raining so heavily and the ground is full of water and mud, where is the soil!”
Feng Yuheng frowned, walked forward quickly, and soon arrived in front of the crowd.
There were many refugees gathered at the entrance of the village. Those who rested in the tent for a night, drank hot porridge and rice, took the anti-inflammatory medicine Feng Yuheng distributed, and got raincoats. Their bodies had already begun to recover. At this time, they had already recovered.
The spiritual leader ran out to stop the Brahma Corpse.
She heard a lot of people crying, some crying for their parents, some crying for their wives, some crying for their children. There were also complaints one after another, all of which accused Xuan Tianming and the officers and soldiers of Dashun of being cold-blooded and inhumane.
.They formed a human wall to isolate the soldiers, and refused to let the kerosene in the hands of the soldiers pour on the corpses. Feng Yuheng looked through the cracks in the crowd and found that many people simply sat on the pile of corpses.
There, there was a woman holding a child who had been dead for many days in her arms, crying loudly, and kept shouting: "If it's going to be burned, burn me to death too!"
Xuan Tianming stood at the front of the crowd, with his back to her. He did not wear the raincoat she made specially for him, nor did he let the soldiers hold umbrellas. He just stood in the rain. Feng Yuheng could see that he was shaking slightly.
She knew that this man was almost crazy with anger from the ignorant refugees.
He quickly stepped forward, pushed through the crowd and walked to Xuan Tianming. He turned back to look at her, frowned, and blurted out: "What are you doing here? Go back quickly!" He was about to push her out.
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However, Feng Yuheng shook her head at him, held his hand with her backhand, and said loudly: "I won't leave, I'm asleep, and we have to face the next thing together." Seeing Xuan Tianming, he still didn't agree.
Agreeing, and wanting her to go back, she simply pointed to the refugees surrounding the pile of corpses and said to him: "Why are corpses burned, what is an epidemic, and whether to be buried or cremated? I will tell you these truths, trust me!"
She spoke loudly, not only Xuan Tianming could hear it, but also the refugees, so someone immediately retorted - "What's the point? Of course I want to be buried in peace!"
Feng Yuheng turned around and faced the refugees. After thinking about it, she simply reached into her sleeves and took out the loudspeaker from the space. People saw her put a strange thing to her mouth, and then
When he spoke, his voice suddenly became so loud that everyone could hear it clearly in such heavy rain. Just listen to Feng Yuheng say - "Is it safe to enter? Look, where is it now?"
And soil? It’s all mud! It’s raining heavily in the sky and flooding underground. Even if it’s barely buried in the mud, it might be washed away after a night’s sleep, and you won’t even be able to see it!”
Someone retorted loudly: "Is it possible that we can see it after it is burned?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "You can't see it either, and let me tell you, with so many people burning together, even if there are ashes, you can't tell who's whose!"
"Then you still want to burn it!" The woman holding the child became emotional: "I can't let you burn my child. I am holding him, and he is where I am!"
Feng Yuheng's face turned cold and she said loudly: "Okay! But it's not that he is where you are, but that where he is, you are!"
For a moment, not everyone realized what she meant by her words, but there were some who were smart enough to think about it for a while and then said: "You mean, if we want to save the bodies of our loved ones, we have to stay here."
In this big pit?”
Xuan Tianming held her hand tightly and wanted to yell, but was stopped by Feng Yuheng. Then she strode forward and said coldly: "That's right! The dead are dead, and they are not the same as the living.
No matter how different the road is, since some people don't want to be separated from their relatives, then stay. It is absolutely impossible to bring the body back to the camp!" She had been tired recently and her throat was a little cracked, but the voice she yelled made people tremble.
The sound coming out of the military loudspeaker is unimaginable by the ancients. It is as if the sound comes from the sky, has no root and origin, but can spread in all directions. Such a vision has a certain degree of intimidation, not to mention the person speaking.
It's Feng Yuheng again. Everyone knows that she is a miracle doctor. When she heard her say this, the smart people immediately asked: "Why can't you bring the body back to the camp?"
Feng Yuheng regained her composure and finally brought the topic to the topic. She asked people - "Have you ever thought about why we still make you take medicine and injections after we set up a rain tent and gave you porridge and rice? Have you ever thought about it?"
I have never thought about why the body is carried so far away? Why insist on burning it? Let me tell you, floods are not terrible, and the body does not have to be cremated, but if the body is allowed to be dumped randomly, there will be a torrential fire after the heavy rain.
Damn, by then, the corpses will be rotting and the epidemic will be rampant. His Highness Ninth Prince and I will risk our lives to go out of the city to save you. We have worked so hard and exhausted our manpower, material and financial resources, but in the end you will contract the epidemic and die one by one because of your insistence on saving these corpses.
In front of us, wouldn't all our hard work and dedication be in vain? I said that the current situation cannot be buried deeply. Bodies buried in the mud will still be washed out by floods. Bodies that are buried and washed out again
It decays faster, and the consequences are more terrible than leaving it alone. I would like to ask you, compared to cremation, are you willing to watch the corpses of your loved ones rot little by little in front of you? Or are you willing to be infected with the epidemic by the rotting corpses?
, follow in their footsteps? With such disregard for the dignity of the deceased, have you ever thought about their feelings?"
Feng Yuheng's every sound became louder and louder, and when she finally stopped speaking, she heard Xuan Tianming's voice using his inner strength to say again: "The dead hope that the living can live well. This principle, in principle,
The king doesn’t believe you don’t understand!”
Their words gradually calmed down the originally chaotic refugees. Even the woman holding the child stopped crying. People were thinking about Feng Yuheng's words and the authenticity of those words.
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In the crowd, a middle-aged man with some knowledge of medicine stood up and bowed deeply to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng. Then he turned to the refugees and said, "You all recognize me, some of you."
They are my fellow villagers, some of whom I met on the way to escape. You all know that I am a doctor. Although I only practice medicine in mountain villages, I have treated you many times. I heard all the words of the Lord of Jian County just now, she said
You're right, the scary thing is not the floods, but the epidemic that may break out at any time after the floods."
Not everyone can hear his words clearly, but the people in front will tell the people behind after hearing it. Gradually, people know that the doctor on their side also agrees with the statement of the Lord of Ji'an County, and previously swore to defend the body of his loved one to the death.
My determination also began to waver.
Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, walked a few steps further, walked through the pile of refugees, walked to the pit, and stood in front of the woman holding the child. She said loudly: "You
Only by living can you prolong the child's life. Every year during the Ghost Festival, someone can put a water lantern for him, and someone can burn some paper money for him during the New Year. If you die together, what will happen to these things?
Who should do it? How can he feel at ease down there?"
Finally, the woman burst into thunderous cries, but her hands released the child little by little. Feng Yuheng quickly ordered Wangchuan Huangquan: "Go down and bring this person up!"
The two girls understood the situation and rushed to the pit to drag the woman out. At the same time, several more soldiers rushed down and dragged and hugged the people who were also in a relaxed mood to the top.
People no longer resisted, and the wall that had been blocked automatically dispersed. The village doctor said to Xuan Tianming: "Your Highness, burn it!"
Xuan Tianming nodded and said: "Thank you." Then he waved his hand and ordered the soldiers around him: "Pour oil on the fire."
Under heavy rain, it was impossible to ignite without pouring kerosene. The soldiers poured buckets of kerosene into the corpse pit, and then threw torches in one by one. Suddenly, the flames shot into the sky.
The people who got angry at this scene began to cry again, but no one rushed forward.
Xuan Tianming took two steps forward, lifted his robe, and knelt on one knee on the muddy ground.
His move stunned all the refugees. Before anyone could realize why, Feng Yuheng followed his example and knelt down next to him, and then Feng Yuheng's two
A girl, and then the officers and soldiers, all of them knelt in front of the fire. They heard Xuan Tianming loudly say: "They are my Dashun people, today, I will give them a ride!"
People suddenly realized that this was His Highness the Ninth Prince and the Lord of Ji'an County leading the entire army to bury the dead. They were completely shocked. They were so shocked that they didn't even bother to kneel down. They stared at this scene one by one, completely stunned.
Can't believe it.
Is this the legendary Ninth Prince who kills without blinking an eye, acts willfully, and is completely unreasonable? Some people call him the Ninth Prince of Hell, but who would have thought that such a person could put down his dignity as a prince and carry on with his life?
Will your future princess lift her robe and kneel down to pay a funeral for ordinary people?
People's noses were all sore. This soreness was not caused by the pain of their relatives being converted to Sanskrit, but by the emotion and sadness caused by the kneeling of the Ninth Prince and the Lord of Ji'an County.
They also knelt down, but not facing the fire scene, but facing Xuantian Mingfeng Yuheng and the two of them. The refugees did not say any righteous words, they only knew how to cast their most pious eyes and the words that came out of their mouths
It is the most direct and simple sentence - "The Ninth Prince, Lord of Ji'an County, is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"