Unfortunately, Ye Xuan acted as if he did not hear the crowd's reminder. Instead, he looked at Ku Hui indifferently and said in a calm voice, "In this world, there are only people who kneel to me. I have never kneeled to anyone."
"I dare to kneel, but does Buddha dare to accept it?"
Ye Xuan's voice wasn't loud, nor did it contain the slightest bit of aura. However, when his voice sounded out, the entire world became deathly silent. Everything was silent to the extreme, as if time and space had stopped.
Kacha!
Suddenly, a strange sound rang out. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the golden Buddha statue began to crack inch by inch. With a loud bang, the golden Buddha statue collapsed to the ground in an instant.
"Hiss!"
The sound of people sucking in cold air could be heard continuously. Monk Ku Hui's face was pale as he looked at this scene in a daze. He took a few steps back and when he looked at Ye Xuan again, his eyes were filled with extreme horror.
"You … you …" Ku Hui's heart was filled with fear.
Silent fear filled Ku Hui's mind. He didn't know what had happened, nor did he know why the Buddha statue collapsed on its own. However, when he heard Ye Xuan's disrespectful words with his own ears, his entire body trembled in fear.
Ku Hui wanted to shout at Ye Xuan angrily and even wanted to reprimand Ye Xuan for his arrogant words. However, when he saw Ye Xuan's emotionless and indifferent eyes, he swallowed the words of reprimand back down.
"Let … let them write their names in the merit book … let's … let's go back to the temple."
Ku Hui suddenly turned around and quickly left in front of Ye Xuan. However, when his trembling voice rang out, the two pale-faced monks took out a huge piece of yellow silk and an ink brush and walked towards the villagers.
Obviously, the merit book had the name of every villager of Stone Village written down. This was also the last part of the ritual.
The villagers were simple and honest but not stupid. When they heard Ye Xuan's words and saw Ku Hui's frightened expression, they also thought of what had happened before. A trace of suspicion appeared in the eyes of the villagers and they looked at Ye Xuan with extremely complicated expressions.
Everything was silent, and the world was silent.
Two monks came to the front of the villagers with silk and ink brushes in their hands. Every villager silently wrote their name on the silk. This segment did not take long. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the yellow silk was filled with their names. Only Ye Xuan remained standing in the same spot.
Bewildered and hesitant, only Ye Xuan had not written down his name. This made the two monks look at each other, but they still gritted their teeth and walked towards Ye Xuan.
"Please sign your name, benefactor." A monk forced a smile and handed Ye Xuan an ink brush with trembling hands, waiting for Ye Xuan to write his name on the silk. This would allow them to leave Little Rock Village and not have to be so frightened.
Ye Xuan looked indifferently at the silk in the monk's hands. He was silent for three breaths and then picked up the ink brush under the gaze of the villagers.
Ye Xuan held the ink brush in his hand and wrote something on the silk. After a few breaths, he casually threw the ink brush to the ground and then calmly turned around and walked back into the village.
"Quick … Quick … Quick, see what he wrote." Looking at Ye Xuan who was already far away, Ku Hui asked the two monks in a trembling voice.
"He … He … He …!"
At this moment!
The two monks could not speak clearly and their faces were extremely pale. The silk in their hands was trembling violently and even the pupils in their eyes were constricting as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Give it to me, I want to see what he wrote." Ku Hui's face was gloomy. He strode forward and took the yellow silk and looked at it.
Silence! Silence, a deathly silence.
When Ku Hui saw what Ye Xuan had written, he was completely stunned on the spot. However, his teeth were constantly trembling, and his knees were weak. Then, he fell to the ground like a pile of mud, and the silk in his hand fell to his side. What Ye Xuan had written was clearly seen by the villagers.
Kneeling in front of Buddha for three thousand years, I have never seen Buddha show mercy.
Not because dust covers Buddha's eyes, I have never offered any incense money.
Dragon flying and phoenix dancing, strong strokes and silver hooks. These four simple sentences fully explained everything that happened today. These four sentences were even more disgraceful and were slandering Buddhism. How could Ku Hui and the others not tremble in fear?
If Buddha is not greedy, why does he need people to worship him? If Buddha is not vain, why does he need people to kneel and worship him?
I have Buddha in my heart but Buddha does not have me. Suffering all the sufferings of the world, I ask Buddha. Buddha says: Everything is predestined.
I laugh: Since you cannot help me, what is the use of worshipping you?
Buddha says to deliver all living beings from torment but who has ever seen Buddha deliver anyone?
"He … How dare he?"
Ku Hui's face was ashen and his voice trembled as he roared. He clutched the yellow silk tightly and looked at the villagers with a malicious gaze. He stood up and dashed out of the village. The rest of the monks quickly followed, leaving the villagers looking at each other.
However, what the villagers of Little Rock Village didn't know was that there was a strange light in each of their eyes. Their hearts, which were originally devoted to Buddhism, were now showing signs of cracks.
Man is the spiritual leader of all living things and is the foundation of heaven and earth. Because man has his own thoughts and wisdom, he can become the spiritual leader of all living things. This has never changed.
Everything that happened today was seen by the villagers. Maybe they did not understand at the beginning but after Ku Hui and the others left, if they still did not understand the change in Ku Hui's attitude, then they would have to call themselves idiots.
At the beginning, Ku Hui was full of vigor and scolded them. He was furious because of the three animals and four fruits and incense money.
However, when Ku Hui faced Ye Xuan, Ku Hui's anger dissipated into nothingness and transformed into a merciful and compassionate appearance. Not only did she speak gently to them, she even cast a spell to treat their illness and give them medicine.
There was only one possibility for such a huge change in attitude and that was because Ye Xuan was not like what Ku Hui said. It was not Ye Xuan who saved him from his inner demons.
Looking at it now, Ku Hui's words were a joke and this made the villagers feel ashamed.
"Uncle Zhuo, who is Xiao Ye?" Zhang Qinghe asked with a bitter smile.
"Yes Uncle Zhuo, you said Xiao Ye is your distant cousin but according to everyone's knowledge, you have never had any cousins." Li Da Zhuang sighed.
"Even the Buddhist emissary's attitude changed because of Big Brother Ye. It seems that Big Brother Ye is not an ordinary person. No wonder he has no interest in me." Li Xiu Er smiled sadly and let out a long sigh.
"No matter who Xiao Ye is, he has settled down in our Little Rock Village so he is our family. He is definitely not a bad person. Please believe in him." Uncle Zhuo said solemnly and even bowed to the villagers.
"Big Brother Ye is a good person."
The little girl said in a childish voice and then ran towards Ye Xuan's residence in the village.
"That's right. Uncle Zhuo is right. No matter who Brother Ye is, he has never harmed us. He is our family," Zhang Qinghe said with a laugh.
As Zhang Qinghe's words fell, the villagers agreed and walked towards Ye Xuan's residence together. Obviously, if it was not for Ye Xuan today, the Buddhist emissary would definitely blame them.
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