Chapter 645: Old Monk, Do You Want to Die?

When the old monk saw Han Yue's murderous aura, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he carefully used his body to block the monks behind him, and then asked respectfully: "The prince's murderous intent is soaring to the sky, what is his intention?" My Emei Buddhist Temple lives in the land of Bashu, and it should not have provoked the anger of the prince. ”

Han Yue was full of anger, and stared at the old monk coldly with his negative hand.

After a long time had passed, Han Yue suddenly took a deep breath and said coldly again: "You are a senior monk of the Buddhist Sect, this king doesn't want to commit murder in front of Master Zhicao, I will give you two choices now, either the whole temple will not leave the chickens and dogs, or help this king do a small thing!" If you choose the wrong one and it doesn't suit me, this king will immediately lead a large army to sweep Mount Emei......"

The old monk Zhiyun's face trembled, and he felt that the murderous aura of His Royal Highness in front of him was like substance, this old monk was also one of the leaders of Buddhism, and no one who could be the host of a giant Buddhist temple was stupid, he could vaguely guess what Han Yue wanted to do, so he became more and more panicked.

He cautiously took two steps back, and then said stiffly: "Your Highness, please forgive your sin, the Buddhist temples have been closed." The whole temple of 7,500 people meditated and chanted, not wanting to escape into this turbid world. Please don't persecute us, and the old monk should chant the scriptures and pray for you. ”

Han Yue laughed wildly, but his face became cold, and he stared at the old monk Zhiyun viciously and said, "Old monk, you say it again." ”

Just now he called Master Zhiyun, and in a blink of an eye, he changed to an old monk, and the change was self-evident, and many monks on the opposite side were obviously frightened.

Old monk Zhiyun's mouth opened a few times, but unfortunately he didn't dare to say it again for a long time.

Han Yue took a few steps forward with his hand, constantly approaching everyone present, he glanced at the big temple on the top of the mountain with a cold gaze, and finally stared at the two vermilion gates, and said again: "In the troubled times, the mountain is closed and recited, and the prosperous times open the door to cross people, and it is said that the Buddhists have one hand of scriptures and one hand of abacus, and they really live up to their reputation when they see it today." This king just gave you two choices, and before I finished speaking, you said that the mountain has been closed, old monk, do you want to die? ”

The old monk Zhiyun suddenly knelt on the ground with his hands folded, lowered his head and whispered: "If Your Highness wants to kill someone, the old monk will kill him, I just ask you to be merciful and spare more than 7,000 monks in the Buddhist temples, they should not have this misfortune of flying to kill......"

Han Yue laughed angrily, turned around abruptly and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, roared and asked, "Then let me ask you, should the people of Bashu be killed?" ”

The old monk Zhiyun sighed and knelt there with a sad face.

Han Yue took two steps again, attached his body almost face to face with the old monk, and said coldly: "There are 7,500 monks in the Buddhist Temple, and there are 30,000 warrior monks in captivity, so many people rely on the people of Bashu to provide for them, what kind of cold heart do you have, you can actually watch your parents being slaughtered?" ”

The old monk Zhiyun was speechless.

At this time, the monks in the Buddhist temple gradually knew that someone broke into the mountain, and there were monks in a hurry in the side door of the Buddhist temple, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of people gathered together, and the courage of the people was strong, and a monk couldn't help but angrily defended: "If you have an evil cause, there will be an evil result, and the people of Jiannan suffered a massacre in Tubo, it is precisely because you usually do not cultivate good fruits, the prince is kind and unreasonable, and he actually went into the mountain to coerce us to help you do ......"

Before the word 'do' was finished, the monk suddenly opened his mouth and spurted blood with a miserable scream, and everyone saw Han Yue rushing forward and withdrawing like a ghost, and the chest of the monk who spoke had collapsed.

Han Yue slapped this person to death with one palm, and his face was calm and unwavering.

The old monk Zhiyun, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, and begged bitterly: "Your Highness is merciful, don't kill people again." ”

Han Yue smiled coldly, slowly stretched out two fingers, repeated the previous topic again, and said lightly: "Two choices, which one do you choose?" ”

The old monk Zhiyun sighed dejectedly, and said with a sad face: "Now that Jiannan Dao has gathered a million troops in Tibet, even if all my Buddhist temples go down the mountain, it will be a drop in the bucket, why should Your Highness bother to compare, do you have to be satisfied with all the monks who have died?" ”

It turned out that he knew everything, and he didn't need Han Yue to say what choice he had at all.

Han Yue slowly withdrew his two fingers, and then stood in front of the old monk with his hands, he suddenly looked back at the foot of Mount Emei, and said with a deep gaze: "This time the king came, he passed through several villages along the way, and the people's bones were not cold, as if crying and questioning the sky. The corpses of countless Taoist people were hung in the village, apparently slaughtered by the Tibetans when they went down the mountain to help the suffering. So this king, let me ask you, when the national crisis is at hand, Taoists can go to the soup to fight the fire, why do you Buddhism close the mountain? ”

The old monk Zhiyun's face was swollen red, his eyes did not dare to meet Han Yue, he lowered his head and folded his hands, and explained in an astringent voice: "The Buddha talks about the afterlife, not the same as the Taoist. Taoist people think about the world, so they will go down the mountain to die, but my Buddhism is cultivating the next life, so I can't touch the turbid world, ask His Royal Highness to be magnanimous, and let the monks of the temple ......"

"Fart you!" Han Yue roared violently and shouted: "Today, Lao Tzu will change the rules for you, either open the door and go down the mountain to do things, or the mountain gate will collapse and be destroyed, there is no other choice." ”

The old monk Zhiyun gritted his teeth, suddenly took off the rosary on his chest and put it on the ground, got up and said, "The old monk is still a layman, go down the mountain with the prince." ”

"I want the monks of the whole temple, not you Master Zhiyun alone." Han Yue snorted again, but his title changed again. There are also great virtuous monks among the Buddhist sects, and this Zhiyun monk is obviously exactly like this.

He took off the rosary to show that he was vulgar, which was an act of not being afraid of death and wanting to become benevolent, but Han Yue could not be satisfied, and he had to go down the mountain all over the temple.

Dozens of old monks behind suddenly stepped forward and accused angrily: "The prince is so unreasonable, you must know that my Buddhist temples are not to be bullied." Can you kill one man in a sneak attack, but dare to fight with 7,500 men? Even if 7,500 monks can't kill you, and 30,000 monks in the Buddhist temples are tired of you......"

These words are obviously about to tear their faces, obviously relying on dozens of people to join forces and not be afraid of Han Yue.

There were more monks in the back, and thousands of people hulala densely surrounded the front of the temple, and all the monks looked at each other angrily, and there were vague signs of violence and injury.

Han Yue was not afraid, but looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, he suddenly reached into his arms and took out an object, held it in his palm and smiled coldly, and said: "The name of this thing is Heavenly God Thunder, and one can blow up the entire mountaintop." At the beginning, this king was under siege in Liaodong, and the king of Goguryeo led tens of thousands of troops to intercept me, but I had a god in my hand, and even the great master of Goguryeo had to retreat and beg for mercy......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly took two steps forward, and said, "Do you want to taste it, this king can fall down." This thunder exploded with a bang, just so that the Buddhist temples were wiped out, and they could not save the world, and they would only suck the blood of the people. ”

The monks present suddenly changed color, and the old monk Zhiyun knelt on the ground with a puff, and shouted loudly: "Please let Your Highness extinguish the thunder and anger, my Buddhist temples will never dare to sharpen their edges, just now everyone's words are wrong, and the current king cannot threaten and intimidate him." Your Highness, Your Highness, the old monk can lead the people down the mountain, I just ask you not to coerce the monks to face the fight. ”

"I didn't let you go to the front line, there is the king's Xifu army on the front line!" Han Yue snorted coldly and slowly put the grenade back into his arms.

His gaze slowly swept over the audience, and all the monks in the place he passed bowed their heads, Han Yue snorted coldly again, and suddenly turned to the old monk Zhiyun and said: "Jiannan Road borders Tubo, and you and other monks also have adultery with lamas, I know that you often go to the plateau to talk with lamas, so there is a small matter to assign to do it." If this is done, this king can reward the Buddhist temples with a thousand acres of monks' land, and no taxes will be paid for 20 years, and then 7,500 degrees will be issued to you. ”

This can be regarded as a stick to give a sweet date, first coercion and then inducement, so that people can't rely on power alone, and sometimes they have to give certain benefits.

Half a year ago, Han Yue had set a policy of cutting the Buddhist door to reduce the family, and since then, any Buddhist temple in the world will no longer issue new degrees, and now he suddenly opened his mouth to promise 7,500 copies of the degree, and the faces of the monks present suddenly looked a lot better.

Only the old monk Zhiyun smiled bitterly and muttered: "There are seven thousand five hundred monks in the Buddhist temples, and His Royal Highness should promise seven thousand five hundred degrees, you are planning to let us all die, otherwise the number of degrees will never be so compatible......"

Han Yue smiled indifferently, and said with deep meaning: "But this king has left a glimmer of life, and I am not enough to be the same as you." Only when there is a degree can new monks be recruited, otherwise the Buddhist temples will not exist in the world after a few decades. ”

The old monk Zhiyun nodded with a wry smile, and said gloomily: "Your Highness is worthy of being the god of wealth in the world, and the Buddha who has done your business also bows his head." ”

The laws governing religion in the Tang Dynasty were strict, and after the death of a monk, it would be recycled, and even if it was not collected, it would be ineffective, and the temple could not be used to recruit new monks. This is a means of cutting flesh with a blunt knife, which will slowly weaken the entire world Buddhism.

But Han Yue's promise to give a new degree is actually to give the hope of the inheritance of the Buddhist temples, which is a dignified conspiracy and temptation, and he is not afraid that the Buddhist temples will not swallow this sweet date.

Old monk Zhiyun suddenly picked up the rosary and hung it on his chest, folded his hands and bent down respectfully, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, please say, what should we do?" If you use 7,500 parts of the bait as bait, you must have given a mission that will kill us for life, and although it will not let us go to the front line, it is probably not much different from going to the front line. ”

Han Yue smiled slightly, nodded and said, "If you want to harvest, you have to pay." Master Zhiyun's Dharma is profound, and this secular truth is obviously difficult for you. ”

Zhiyun smiled bitterly, and made a Buddha name in his mouth, he folded his hands and saluted again, and sighed: "Your Highness, please speak, what do you want to do?" ”

Han Yue looked at him leisurely, suddenly flashed violently, and said coldly: "The task assigned by this king is very simple, I want you to visit the Buddha under the pretext of preaching the scriptures, and the whole temple will go to Tubo together, and you can't let go of any temple here, talk with the lama during the day, and kill the ...... at night with a knife."

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