Monk Ming Xin came to Yankang Kingdom and saw that there were still clouds in the sky. The effects of the snow disaster had yet to dissipate, and the soldiers were still busy with disaster relief. The victims were still fleeing for their lives, but there were also many bandits raiding houses everywhere. The starving people fled in all directions, and it could be said that the people had no way to make a living.
"There's a white and tender monk here!"
Some of the starving people saw him and were overjoyed. "You don't have to wash him, you can eat him!"
Monk Ming Xin immediately took to his heels. After all, those starving people had been starving for an unknown number of days, so they couldn't catch up to him and could only give up. "I told you not to make a ruckus. Wait for him to get close and bite him. This white and tender monk won't be able to escape."
Monk Ming Xin was trembling in fear. He had been starving for two to three days and couldn't find anything to fill his stomach. Instead, he had been chased by the starving people more than ten times.
Great Thunderclap Monastery was peaceful, but the outside world was so dangerous. There was famine everywhere, and there weren't such things in the buddhist scriptures. He reckoned that he would only think of the buddhist scriptures when he was full and warm.
The Heart Sutra he had brought was also useless. It couldn't solve the problem of starvation.
This place was remote and there were many disaster victims. The imperial court was too far away to help, so there were starving people everywhere. The corpses of people who had died of starvation were strewn all over the roadside.
There were also wild wolves and dogs that had become demons by eating human corpses. They formed groups and went around hunting for the living.
Dogs were originally tamed, but when the disaster came, they would also eat humans. They also reproduced quickly and were even fiercer than wolves!
"This is hell …" Monk Ming Xin looked at the demons, ghosts, and corpses everywhere and said with tears streaming down his face.
"Monk, do you have a child?"
A sallow and emaciated disaster victim tugged at his clothes. She was holding a child in her arms, and her face was filled with hunger. "Give me your child, and I'll give you my child. You eat my child, and I'll eat your child …"
Monk Ming Xin cried out and broke free from her to escape in a panic.
"Rulai —"
After running for an unknown distance, Ming Xin couldn't run anymore. He knelt down and cried out sorrowfully, "Can't you see this world from the Great Thunderclap Temple?"
He was muddle-headed and staggered forward. There was a temple in front of him. Ming Xin barged into the temple and saw a few people hanging from the temple beam. They were skinned from head to toe. A few monks were squatting in a corner, holding iron basins and eating meat. When they saw him, they were shocked and immediately said, "Abbot, abbot, there's a monk who came alone!"
The old abbot hurriedly walked out and asked, "Where are you from, monk? We don't have much food left, and even the land has been gnawed several times by the starving people. Yuan Ding, give him a bowl of food and let him go. Buddha is merciful. "
A pot of human flesh was placed in front of him. Monk Ming Xin was stunned. Suddenly, he felt as if the Buddha in his mind had collapsed.
He jumped up and hammered the Buddha statue crazily, pushing it down and smashing it into pieces. The other monks hurriedly went up to stop him and said angrily, "You monk are crazy, you've gone mad! Blaspheming Buddha, deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors! "
Monk Ming Xin allowed them to beat him up and didn't fight back. Soon, he was beaten into a bloody mess. At this moment, a group of soldiers rushed over and chopped up the few monks in the temple.
"These monks eat humans and are lawless … General, there's still a monk here who has been beaten up until he doesn't look human anymore. Eh, he's still breathing! "
These soldiers carried him over and the general took a glance. "He won't die. Monk, I see that you have the ability, so why didn't you fight back when they wanted to kill you? "
Monk Ming Xin said blankly, "I'm full of flaws …"
The general smiled and said, "It's good that you're full of flaws. Who doesn't have a few flaws? Only those who can know that they have flaws are experts. Since you have the ability, follow me and protect the seedlings. These refugees even gnawed on the grass, so the grains that were just planted have all been eaten up by them. Men, burn this temple! "
The soldiers went forward to set the fire and soon, the temple was ablaze.
Monk Ming Xin nodded and was suddenly stunned. He hurriedly ran into the fire. "My scriptures!"
The general ordered someone to hold him back and said, "What scriptures do you have? How thick are they? "
"Only two pages."
"Now that the world is freezing, such a thin scripture isn't even enough to warm the fire."
The general raised a finger and his eyes were filled with compassion. "As long as there's a season of harvest and the people of the world have food to eat, they won't have to starve anymore. This human world will be the human world and not hell. Therefore, protecting the seedlings is of utmost importance and can't be ruined by the refugees! When the world is at peace, you can read your buddhist scriptures. When that time comes, I'll give you a basket of buddhist scriptures and you can read whichever one you want! "
Monk Ming Xin was stunned. He could only read scriptures when the world was at peace?
In that case, how could these buddhist scriptures save people from suffering? How could they deliver all living things from suffering?
It was useless when the world was in chaos. What was the use of saving people from suffering when the world was at peace?
"Cult Master Qin was right, the one who wrote the buddhist scriptures wasn't Rulai."
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