In a cave at the top of Eagle Mouth Peak, Master Huiyuan sat on the ground with a solemn face.
First, he saw black smoke billowing in the direction of Baolin Temple and flames shooting into the sky. Next, he saw Qianjia Village on fire. The whole village was engulfed in a sea of flames. Gunshots and explosions occurred one after another.
"Amitabha Buddha"
Two lines of hot tears fell down.
The Japanese and puppet troops toiled in Qianjia Village for more than three hours, and then walked away. The escaped villagers went home one after another, and all they saw was a scorched earth. Many villagers' homes were burned to only ruins. Villagers who had not had time to escape were shot and killed.
Beaten to death, picked to death with bayonets... The villagers dug a big pit, threw the bodies of their relatives and friends into the pit, and made a huge grave.
...
Lian Buzhichi led a group of Japanese and puppet troops to burn, kill and loot, and then walked away. He did not get the Longquan sword he wanted. Luo Xin lay on the window sill on the second floor of the hotel and saw three military vehicles passing by on the street.
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The soldiers were all smoky and smoky, and they were obviously different from when they went there. Luo Xin knew at a glance that these Japanese and puppet soldiers must have committed heinous crimes in Qianjia Village.
"Master, I don't have to go to know that not only Baolin Temple, but also the people of Qianjia Village have been harmed by these little devils."
Wei Qiang and Luo Xin hurried to Qianjia Village. The miserable scene here made them cry. Lian Buzhichi did not let the ordinary villagers go. Going to Baolin Temple again, it was burned to ashes. The entire temple was no longer alive.
The buildings were nothing but rubble and charcoal, and the scene was as miserable as hell on earth.
The clay Bodhisattvas, large and small, all became ugly with gaping teeth and cracked mouths under the blazing fire.
Wei Qiang and Luo Xin stood on the ruins, looking far into the distance, and everything was desolate. At the top of Eagle Mouth Peak, Master Huiyuan was shocked when he saw the two figures on the ruins. At this time, there are still people coming to Baolin Temple.
, it was definitely not for worshiping Buddha. Huiyuan hurriedly walked down from the peak, and only when she got closer did she see clearly who the other party was.
"Amitabha Buddha, sin, sin! Baolin Temple has been destroyed by the war. The Buddha resides in my heart."
Huiyuan suddenly appeared behind Wei Qiang and Luo Xin, startling them. Wei Qiang quickly saluted and said: "Master, the Japanese pirates are rampant and the people are suffering. We wanted to come to worship the Buddha, but Baolin Temple has been destroyed.
Yu Yiyi, I don’t know where the Master will live?”
"Monks originally had a home all over the world. Now that the Baolin Temple has been destroyed, of course we have to find another place to live. I am already old, and I am really confused about where my country is and where my home is."
This old master who once lived a very comfortable life is now so poor that he only has a set of cassocks. Wei Qiang took out five silver coins from his pocket and handed them to the old master with emotion, and said: "Master Huiyuan, the war disaster has happened before us, and the Buddha is here
In my heart, I hope you will accept this, and it will solve the urgent need. I am also a passer-by. Since Baolin Temple has been destroyed, I can only find another place to worship Buddha."
"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, have a safe journey."
Master Huiyuan took the five silver coins, clasped his hands together, made a big gift, and watched Wei Qiang and Luo Xin go down the mountain. With his sophisticated and wise eyes, he knew that the two people in front of him were not simple pilgrims.
He didn't know who he was.
Baolin Temple has been burned down. The passage into the underground secret room was buried under the ruins. From the severity of the ruins, Master Huiyuan concluded that it is impossible to find the entrance and exit without spending huge manpower. This actually increased the safety factor of the Longquan Sword.
Wei Qiang and Luo Xin went down the mountain and came to Qianjia Village. The whole village was in ruins. Some villagers sought refuge with relatives and friends, and some villagers built huts on the ruins for temporary shelter. Luo Xin was struck by the miserable scene.
There's a lot of fire inside.
"Master, this Lian Bu Zhichi is too vicious, let's go and kill him!"
With such a large-scale disaster, Wei Qiang felt helpless. The only five silver coins he had were given to Master Huiyuan. Master Huiyuan also had a seriously injured Qian Yi who needed treatment. It is really hard to survive these days.
not easy.
"This account must be settled. Let's go back to the county seat. Also, all our expenses have been donated to the Master. We should find a rich and wealthy family to get some money. Without money, it will be difficult to move forward."
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Returning to the hotel, Wei Qiang found that he couldn't even pay for the accommodation. A penny stumped the heroic man. It's not easy to open a hotel these days, and he couldn't stay in the hotel without paying.
During dinner, Wei Qiang apologized and asked for accounting. The shopkeeper, whose surname was Wu, noticed Wei Qiang's embarrassment and asked, "Excuse me, do you have no money to pay for the room?"
"To be honest with the shopkeeper, I went to Baolin Temple to worship Buddha today. I didn't expect that Baolin Temple had been burned down by the Japanese. I donated all the money I had with me to the master of the temple. So"
"These Japanese devils who were sent from heaven really caused a lot of harm to many people when they came to Xiangshan. I heard that they killed more than a hundred people in Qianjia Village, and the whole village was burned to ashes. Oh, how can the people survive? What do you think?
I don’t know, the Japanese are harming us, they are outsiders, they are Japanese pirates. The Chinese are also harming the Chinese, it’s hard to swallow this tone.”
Shopkeeper Wu stretched his head and looked outside the door to make sure no outsider came in, and said: "You don't know something. Police Chief Zhang Siping gave his fourth concubine to the Japanese in exchange for the chief's black gauze hat. He caused harm to the people."
, more ferocious than the Japanese."
Wei Qiang asked coldly: "What harm?"
Shopkeeper Wu continued: "Zhang Siping has married seven wives. They are known as the Seven Fairies, and they are all as beautiful as flowers. A few days ago, he fell in love with Lu Lu, the daughter of a tofu shop in the west of the city. This girl is only seventeen years old.
, she looks so juicy, alas, it’s really a disaster. Zhang Siping asked someone to propose marriage to shopkeeper Lu, but he was rejected for the first time. The second time, hehe, guess what? Zhang Siping came directly to the door and offered her marriage.
Give shopkeeper Lu two gold bars and two bullets! If you agree to this marriage, of course you will have gold bars. If you don’t agree, the two bullets will be given to the father and daughter. How can shopkeeper Lu dare to say no?
The word? The father and daughter cried together, and finally agreed to the marriage and decided to get married tomorrow. Getting married costs money. Director Zhang's marriage is also a way to make money. His invitations are posted all over the city, and anyone with a better family will accept them.
When I received his invitation, it was clear that I wanted to share the money."
After all, Luo Xin was young. Hearing these words, he gritted his teeth with hatred. Shopkeeper Wu could feel that the two people in front of him were not ordinary residents. From the temperament point of view, they had also killed people, and there was a hint of cruelty in their eyes.
Spicy.
"Come on, do you think this is true in the world? There are already seven fairies, and we still want to marry an eighth. There are so many women in the world, when will the number of fairies end?"
After hearing Shopkeeper Wu's complaint, a bold idea formed in Wei Qiang's mind.
