Chapter 253 (1/2)
Chapter 253
Chapter 253: Fo Xin
Translator: Ninetales Editor: DarkGe Xin came to Eternal Peace Empire, he could still see clouds in the skyThe influence of the snow disaster had yet to fade, and soldiers continued to send disaster relief everywhereThe victi for their lives whilepeople were fleeing all over the place, unable to find any way to get by
”There's a white and tender hted when they saw Monk Ming Xin”We can eat hi!”
He i food for quite a long tiive up since they couldn't catch up to himOne of them said, ”I told you not to make a noiseWhen he was close, we could have just pounced on him and taken a bite; this way, that white and tenderXin's heart was alar for two-three days, he still couldn't find anything to fill his stomach, yet, he had been chased over a dozen ti people
Great Thunderclap Monastery was serene, but the outside world was vicious, with fas were not written about in the buddhist scriptures, since only when one was full and warm could they think about buddhist scriptures
The Heart Sutra that he had brought along was also useless; it couldn't solve his problehtly farther away from civilization, so it was too far for the imperial court to helpThere werepeople, as well as many corpses of those who had died strewn across the roadside
There were also olves and dogs which had beco hu those that were still alive
Dogs were normally tame, but when a disaster came, they did not scoff at human fleshThey reproduced fast, and were even fiercer than wolves!
”This is hell…” Monk Ming Xin shed tears when he saw demons and corpses everywhere
”Monk, do you have a child?” A thin victi in her embrace a childHer face was pale and bony, starved”Give your child to ive mine to you, you can eatXin screa Xin ran countless er runHe then knelt down onto the floor and shouted sorrowfully, ”Are you not seeing this human world in Great Thunderclap Monastery?”
He walked forwardwith every other stepWhen he saw a monastery in front of hi from the roofThey were stripped of their skin fro in the corner, holding a metal basin with meatWhen they saw him, they immediately said in astonishment, ”Abbot, abbot, there's a monk that's been left on his own!”
The old abbot came out in a hurry”Where are you from, monk? There aren't a lot of rations left here and even the land has been gnawed a few tiive him a bowl of food and let him leaveMy buddha of compassion”
A basin of hu himAnd he felt the buddha in his mind crumble and collapse
He jumped up and frantically s it down and s it into smithereensThe other rily, ”This monk is crazy, he's been possessed by the devil! To blaspheainst buddha, to deceive and destroy the ancestors!”
Monk Ming Xin let them beat him and didn't retaliateSoon, he turned into a bloody roup of officers with men arrived and slew thehu lawless… General, there's still a sEh, there's still breathing!”
The soldiers brought Mong Ming Xin for the general to take a look”He won't dieMonk, I see you have the ability, why didn't you retaliate when they beat you?”
Monk Mong Xin said with a stupefied expression, ”I have flaws all over ood to have flaho doesn't have them? Only experts know that they have flawsYou have sorants even gnaw on the land to dig out the grains that were just plantedCome people, burn this monastery down!”
The soldiers ca
Monk Ming Xin nodded, but then he reHe ieneral order his men to hold him back”What scripture do you have? How thick is it?”
”Only two pages”
”Such a cold weather yet such a thin scripture, can't even be used for a fire” The general raised a single finger, and sorrow could be seen in his eyes”We just need to have one season of harvest, and all the people in the world will have things to eat and no longer starveThis world will become hu the land is of utrants ruin it! When the world is peaceful once o and read your buddhist scripturesWhen that tiive you bucketloads of the Xin was stunnedOnly read scriptures in times of peace?
Then how could they save those that were suffering? How could they enlighten all living things?
If they could not be used during ti times of peace, what use did they have?”
'Cult Master Qin is right, those that write buddhist scriptures are not really rulais'
When Monk Ming Xin left with the officers and their rass shoes that were once white were covered in bloodstains'From today onwards, I'll be my own rulai, I'll write my own buddhist scriptures!'