Chapter 961 The quasi-demon king who hangs the pot
"Xu'er, why are you back?"
Wang Xu walked straight into the living room alone. The two elders of the Wang family who were having lunch stood up in disbelief when they saw it.
Wang Xu waved his hand gently and stopped the maid who wanted to come up to serve her. He pulled out the chair and sat down on his own. He smiled and said, "If something happens, come back and take a look."
Later, Wang Xu told the story about the disaster that Wang Dafa would encounter in five days.
When he heard it at first, Wang Dafa didn't believe it. He was in good health, so what kind of disaster could happen to him?
Wang Xu disagreed. This disaster may not be related to health, but could also be a natural or man-made disaster.
For example, the elevator is fine when some people are sitting on it, but it falls down when someone is sitting on it. Is this really an accident?
Two cars collided, but the owner of the car was fine, but the flying tire killed a passerby. A drink and a peck must have been destiny.
The deeper his cultivation, the more fearful Wang Xu becomes about fate, and he clearly understands what kind of power lies behind the seemingly coincidence.
"Is it that serious?" Seeing how serious Wang Xu said it, Wang Dafa was doubtful.
Wang Xu nodded heavily in response, and Mrs. Wang also persuaded her, finally getting Wang Dafa to agree not to leave the house even half a step on the afternoon of the seventh day of June.
"Father, mother, I heard recently that an organization called the White Lotus Sect is recruiting followers. Have you heard about it?" After saying what he wanted to explain, Wang Xu changed the topic and landed on the White Lotus Sect.
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When Wang Dafa heard this, he replied: "It seems that there is such a thing. First there was a flood and then a plague. Everyone was panicking. The White Lotus Sect took advantage of the situation at this time. If you join the White Lotus Sect, you will have talisman water to drink. Drinking the talisman water can
Using the excuse of not being afraid of the plague, they created a lot of momentum in various places in the south of the Yangtze River."
"The White Lotus Sect is very dangerous. We must strictly prohibit servants, guardians, tenant farmers, and workers from practicing the religion. Once discovered, they will be expelled immediately. In addition, I think there are at least tens of thousands of refugees gathered outside our Wang family. Maybe some of these people believe in the White Lotus Sect.
It’s best for people who are in trouble to do some investigating.”
Wang Xu himself didn't want to get involved in the White Lotus Sect's affairs, and he certainly didn't want his family to get involved.
The White Lotus Sect sounds good, but in fact it is a cult at all. Maitreya Buddha is worshiped in the sect, and the leader of the sect calls himself the reincarnation of Maitreya. He is like Tao but not Tao, like Buddha but not Buddha. He advocates that the yellow sky will die and the sky will live, and requires the followers to cut off from the secular world.
The church members are regarded as fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters, advocating property sharing, financial interoperability, equality between men and women, and hardship and hard work.
The entire sect is dominated by the leader, who calls himself the reincarnated Maitreya.
Below there is a saint, several Dharma kings, and a Dharma hall in another state, headed by the Dharma hall sutra master.
Each government has a rudder, and the instructor of the rudder is respected.
Under the state capital, there are also counties and townships, the leader of which calls himself Taoist Bailian.
The first rule of the sect is not to talk about White Lotus to non-fellow followers, and under normal circumstances it is strictly forbidden to reveal one's identity.
The second rule is not to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. If you are just an ordinary believer, it is a serious sin to look directly at the lecturer and sutra master.
Similarly, the White Lotus Sect, which looks like Taoism but not Taoism, and looks like Buddha but not Buddha, is not accepted by the orthodox forces of Buddhism and Taoism and is regarded as a cult.
However, because the White Lotus religion has simple teachings and few external rules, it does not require becoming a monk, does not require chanting sutras, does not prohibit alcohol, meat and meat, and does not prohibit weddings and funerals. As long as you have a heart for White Lotus, you can join the religion, so it has a strong foundation among the people.
The sect is also a mixture of dragons and snakes, attracting common people from below, wealthy businessmen from below, and strong men from all three religions and nine streams from above. As long as you have a way to join, the White Lotus Sect will not refuse anyone who comes.
It often happens that extremely vicious demons and rogue cultivators who kill without blinking an eye turn around and turn into the venerable White Lotus Sect, becoming kings and ancestors.
Throughout the dynasties, it has been repeatedly banned. Every rise of the White Lotus Sect is accompanied by multiple games.
Ten years ago, there was a severe drought in the north, and the White Lotus Sect failed to spread. I don’t know how many refugees secretly became followers of the White Lotus Sect.
The White Lotus Sect has been lurking for ten years, and now that the chaos is resurrecting in the south, it's hard to come out and make its presence felt.
"This matter is of great importance. I will definitely ask Liu Quan to keep a close eye on it." Wang Dafa's face was heavy. As a gentry family and a new member of the Jinshan Mansion, the Wang family knew nothing about the White Lotus Sect.
Historically, every time the White Lotus Sect broke out, it would disturb the peace of Kyushu, and many people would kill officials and rebel.
"This way I feel relieved. If my father has anything to do, he can contact me. I can arrive in half an hour after receiving the letter."
After saying what needed to be said, Wang Xu had no intention of staying any longer and took the Yuanbao back to Hangzhou.
Come to think of it, if I don't provoke the White Lotus Sect, the White Lotus Sect will not come here to provoke him as a great enemy.
As long as nothing happens to Wang Xu himself, the Wang family will be as stable as Mount Tai. Even if the White Lotus Sect has any ideas, they still have to weigh whether they have enough weight.
Hangzhou Prefecture
Wang Xu sat on Yuan Bao and rushed to Hangzhou in a flash.
When we arrived at the sky above Hangzhou, we could see that at least 23% of the Hangzhou mansion was destroyed by the floods, and the countryside was even more miserable, with 90% of the 10 houses empty.
Moreover, because of the rampant plague, the streets were sparsely populated, and uncollected corpses were randomly discarded on the roadside, allowing wild dogs and crows to gnaw on them, just like the Asura Hell.
"What a tragedy!"
Wang Xu was secretly frightened when he saw it. Such a large-scale natural disaster could no longer be protected by just three or five practitioners.
Even if there are great scholars in Hangzhou Prefecture, they will still be injured, and I am afraid that no one will be able to recover in ten or twenty years.
"Huh?"
Thinking like this, Wang Xu suddenly saw that there was a place in Hangzhou Mansion where public opinion was soaring.
Who is it that actually aroused public opinion?
Wang Xu descended from the clouds out of curiosity, falling from the sky like a drop of immortality.
"Xu Xiucai's wife is really wonderful at rejuvenating her. My father was so ill that he coughed up blood day and night, but he was cured after just three doses of medicine. Do you think he's amazing or not?"
"Yes, I contracted the plague two days ago and was sitting at home waiting to die. If I hadn't listened to others and came to White Snake's Security Hall for consultation, I would have died on my bed. No, I'm here to take the place of someone who contracted the plague.
The neighbors are taking medicine, and with White Snake’s herbal medicine, no one will have to die.”
"On the day of the flood, my eldest son lost his footing and fell into the water. He was injured by debris mixed in the rapids. He was unconscious for three days and was about to die. He was sent to the security hall and woke up the next day. Now he has a meal
He can eat three bowls of corn and is as strong as a calf."
When Wang Xu landed on the ground, he heard the comments of the people around him.
I looked up and saw that there was a medical clinic not far away. On the signboard at the door was the word "Security Hall". No matter how gloomy the people who came were, they were all happy when they left.
Wang Xu saw with his own eyes an old man with a purple complexion and who was obviously dying, being carried in.
After half a cup of tea, the old man was carried out. Looking at his glowing face, there was no sign of him dying as before.
"What a miracle doctor with wonderful rejuvenation skills!" Wang Xu looked at the security hall in front of him, sniffed his nose gently, and said: "The evil spirit is so strong, it is really not a human being."
Wang Xu has the title of Jinshi, equivalent to a fourth-level master in Confucianism.
In addition, the literary spirit is inherently incompatible with other systems. Outside the seemingly upright security hall, it is easy for him to sense the evil spirit.
This kind of evil spirit is very secretive. Obviously the monster inside is of high level and is good at hiding.
In addition, there is a faint smell of incense in the demonic aura. This demon is not wild, but has a Buddhist background. No wonder it dares to open a medical clinic in Hangzhou Prefecture.
"Even I have to see it with my own eyes before I can detect the evil spirit. The monster inside is at least a quasi-monster king. When did such a person appear in Hangzhou Prefecture?"
It is not easy for the demon clan to cultivate. Even if they are extremely talented, it will take them even eighteen hundred years to reach the level of a quasi-monster king.
Wang Xu has never heard of any powerful monster in Hangzhou Prefecture. Where does this quasi-monster king come from?
With the thoughts in his heart, Wang Xu stepped into the door of the security hall and followed the flow of people seeing doctors inside.
Far away, I saw a very elegant young woman taking the pulse of a patient in the yard. Her white dress was as white as a fairy.
"What a beautiful wife!"
Wang Xu praised him, then showed a look of pity on his face and whispered: "It's a pity that he is not a human being!"