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Chapter 79 No one is unjust

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    The faces of the Shaolin monks were as green as a layer of ashes. Chen Ang's words were very serious. The implication was that all the monks in the courtyard were "fake compassion and true delusion." None of them let him.  Eye-catching.

    Just seeing Xuanci's face full of defeat, he couldn't say any words of defense. Although Chen Ang didn't name anyone, the person present was not a human spirit. The entanglement between Xuanci and Ye Erniang had long been deduced.  They stayed close to each other, just to give Shaolin face and not to make any noise everywhere.

    All the heroes in the courtyard stood silently below, which was a stance in itself. Otherwise, given the good relationships that Shaolin has forged in the martial arts world, how could no one have spoken out to help at this time? The lives of hundreds of innocent children, hundreds of  Ordinary families are grieving. Who can bear this sin?

    Xuanci looked haggard. He struggled to get up and looked around at the heroes in the courtyard. Looking at their eyes with contempt, sighs, or resentment, he sighed in despair: "Good, good! It has created karma."  , there will be consequences of karma. Er Niang, you have suffered all these years! Hey~" His long sigh actually contained endless regret.

    Xuanci turned to face Chen Ang and pleaded: "Although what I have done is too numerous to describe and the crimes are extremely evil, it has nothing to do with other Shaolin disciples. Shaolin has eternal rules and strict disciplines. Other brothers and sisters strictly abide by the rules and practice Buddhism intensively.  Donors cannot be generalized! Lao Monk is just crazy and has nothing to do with other Buddhist disciples!"

    He knelt down heavily and begged: "Please allow me to accept the obscene precepts and two hundred sticks, and then go to the six gates with the donor to explain, rectify, punish, and punish!" He bit out the last four words one by one.  , a line of turbid tears has already flowed down the wrinkles, and the pale white eyebrows are fluttering in the wind, desolate and lonely.

    The heroes present could not help but feel a little unbearable when they saw that the abbot, who used to be very energetic in the past, now looked like an ordinary old man. The Shaolin monks even lowered their heads and chanted the name of the Buddha silently.

    "Xuanci, Xuanci, are you worthy of Shaolin, but can you be worthy of others?" Chen Ang sighed: "Even if it reaches this point, is it Shaolin Qingyu that you can't forget? Your child is right in front of you, you don't ask  You don't even care about Ye Erniang's life or death. This is your family matter, and I shouldn't say anything more."

    "It's just that at this time, you still can't let go of Songshan Shaolin. Have you repented in the past twenty years? At this time, you still don't know. I'm here to force you today, not for this Shaolin."  Bullshit commandments, but for the past decades, you have turned a blind eye, sat back, and condoned the evil consequences Ye Erniang has committed!"

    Chen Ang looked at it carefully. On the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, the four characters Zen Ancestral Court were shining brightly in the sun. However, he sighed extremely miserably: "Before you die, what you think about is the precepts of Shaolin.  Sect rules, it seems to be a great honor for you to die under the sect rules. I have been reciting the Buddha's name for so long, but the word 'compassion' is actually written into the rules?"

    "When I read Buddhist scriptures, what I see in the pages is sentient beings and compassion. But in Shaolin's Buddhist scriptures, what I see are rules and two bloody words - 'eating people'. Xuanci! Xuanci  , to this day, you still put compassion behind the rules, this is Shaolin's sin!"

    Xuanci closed his eyes and said: "I made a big mistake because I didn't abide by the rules. Shaolin's precepts are an excellent thing to encourage people to do good. Today I use my body to add dignity to Shaolin's rules. I'm sure  In the future, the monks must always be vigilant and not make the same mistake as Lao Monk, so that it does not violate the original intention of compassion and precepts."

    "It's a pity, it's a pity that your rules are about cannibalism and your precepts are about murder. How many tenants at the foot of Songshan Mountain have been killed by these rules? At the foot of Buddhism, the life of the poor is actually worse than in other places.  It's a bit more difficult. You wear cassocks and plate the Buddha's body with gold. You don't do production or work. You abide by the rules and sit in the precepts. What you eat is human blood and human flesh. What is plated on the Buddha's golden body is that of farmers.  Blood and sweat.”

    "You recite compassion and serve the Buddha. There are people suffering all the time in this world. How can you do anything for them on the mountain? Add oil in the middle of the night, burn incense day and night, make an Arhat made of copper, have a gold-plated Dharma body, and serve the Buddha extravagantly.  , but regards compassion as nothing, the rules of Shaolin might as well become the rules of Baizhang."

    The founder of Zen Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty, Monk Baizhang, served the Buddha with hard work and advocated self-reliance and self-reliance. The Shaolin monks naturally understood this. When they heard this, their expressions changed with solemnity.

    Xuanci took a deep breath and was speechless. He looked at Ye Erniang, thinking of his child, and couldn't help asking softly: "Er Niang, where is our son? Can you tell me?  "

    After Ye Erniang heard this, she was happy from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to point it out to Xuan Ci, but she didn't dare, so she had to get close to her.Our child is still alive. He is so young and does not know martial arts. What will he do if others find him?  Now, as long as I die, the more miserable the death, the better. The more miserable my death, the less resentful they will be, and the safer my children will be.  "

    "If he can be happy and live peacefully, I won't think about anything else."

    Xuanci said in pain: "All this is because of me, Er Niang, why do you have to suffer like this?" He looked up to the sky and roared, his voice full of desolation and helplessness.

    "How can my pain be compared to that of parents who have lost their children? This is the retribution I deserve! I was wrong, I was really wrong, the human heart is just flesh.  I just hope that they will put down their hatred for the sake of my death. This is my only wish." Ye Erniang said with a smile.

    Xuanci raised his right palm, and the Vajra palm struck his left hand with all its power. In an instant, his muscles and bones were shattered. He laughed and said, "Er Niang, I'll accompany you!"

    "Donor Chen, can you recite a copy of the Purana Sutra for those children?" Ye Erniang begged.

    Chen Ang nodded silently and sat cross-legged, with clear Sanskrit sounds echoing in the sky.

    "Namo Amitabha Night

    Dortagado Night

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Ayumi Poly  "

    That day, blood rained all night, and thunder continued.  A young monk looked at the sky curiously. Did he know that someone had redeemed a sin for him that could not be washed away?

    The souls of two sinners will be together, entangled on the Santu River, day and night, forever trapped in Abi.

    It’s a sin to be sentimental!

    When Chen Ang left, Shaolin lost a Buddhist scriptures pavilion and gained an unknown solitary tomb.  An ugly little monk, entrusted by him, would often take care of him.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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