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Chapter 100 My Buddha is Compassionate

"Brother Wang, let's go. Why do you have to do this? You will leave here after all. Even if you rescue them, who will protect their future safety?" Zhu Yang sighed and said softly to Wang Lin.

It can be seen from the fact that Zhu Chengjun prevented Zhu Chen and his family from killing the guards of Baiyun Prison before that the Zhu family was still kind and saved the world. Zhu Qi also thought that the Zhao family had done nothing and became increasingly cruel in power for decades, so he had the idea of ​​becoming an official to replace the Zhao family.

And this is Zhu Qi's wish when he was only in his teens.

After knowing Zhu Qi’s idea, the parents of the Zhu family tried their best to stop it. The reason was that the difference was too big with the Zhao family. If they had such an idea, the outcome would be foreseeable.

But it was also a few years ago that Xuanhuo Sect opened Xuanhuo Academy in the city, recruiting teenagers to study, and later announced that they would hold enrollment on August 15 this year before they dared to take this action.

Otherwise, no matter how much power the Zhao family sent out or how much they lost, they would not dare to have any ideas. Moreover, Zhu Qi himself was extremely talented and had been appointed as a disciple by the senior management of the Xuanhuo Sect, so even if the Zhao family knew that it was his Zhu family that he did this time, they were not afraid of anything.

As long as Zhu Qi is in Xuanhuo Sect for one day, the Zhao family will not dare to touch them for a day.

Zhu Yang knew that most of the prisons were not real criminals, and although he was not afraid that the Zhao family knew that it was his Zhu family who did this. But if there were so many people, what should I do if I was released, many of them were alone. Perhaps it would be better to stay in prison than to release them, at least they would not starve to death here.

Wang Lin knelt in the sunset, and the fiery sunset shone on his face. When he heard Zhu Yang's words, his body shook violently. Then a line of clear tears slowly flowed out from the corners of his eyes, and slowly pulled along his cheeks to the ground.

At this moment, the originally ordinary face suddenly became sacred as if there was a special force, which made everyone who saw it shock and couldn't help but lower their heads and think.

Seeing Wang Lin's relationship so intense, Zhu Yang couldn't help but be shaken. He realized that things might not be that simple, and there must be something else that made Wang Lin feel so compassionate.

"Xiao Qi, what exactly happened inside?" Zhu Yang turned around and asked Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi thought about it, and then said uncertainly: "Brother Wang seemed to have said before that these people who have never committed any crimes are actually used to cover up the hole inside. Now that the hole has been closed by them, these people have no value to the Zhao family. So he wants to ask someone to save them before the Zhao family starts to clean up."

"He wanted to ask our Zhu family to take action before, but I refused. This is impossible. We cannot take away more than a hundred people quietly..." Zhu Qi added helplessly.

"Hey, you are right. Our Zhu family can't play tricks with the Zhao family now. I can't help you..." Zhu Yang also couldn't help you in addition to sighing.

"You go and persuade him, Xiao Qi. It's not a solution to drag on it. There is no turning point without a big shot." Zhu Yang asked Zhu Qi to persuade Wang Lin, but he couldn't drag on it anymore.

Zhu Qi hesitated for a while and walked towards Wang Lin. After struggling for a while, he finally figured out how to talk to Wang Lin. Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head.

Wang Lin spoke loudly and said loudly: "Disciple Wang Lin, born without knowing his parents, eats thousands of families and grows with clothes for thousands of families. He is fortunate to have the opportunity to practice Buddhism and receive the masters to serve him. In this journey, he goes to Lanjia, and dare not think about it all the way. He will save him in times of danger. Now in Xiyun, those who know that hundreds of innocent people will die and cannot save him, and his heart is really painful. I sincerely ask the Buddha to come to Xiyun to save the people in the sea of ​​suffering and cross the good to the other side!"

Wang Lin's pious voice spread out with the evening wind, leaving those who hear it without knowing the starting point of words and without knowing where words end.

After saying that, Wang Lin closed his eyes again and said sincerely: "My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha Buddha."

Zhu Qi, who was already standing beside Wang Lin and wanted to stop, slowly lowered his hand that he had raised his past and wanted to pat him. He sighed and retreated aside and stopped talking.

Zhu Yang's expression also shrank. From Wang Lin's almost vowed request, he heard Wang Lin's experience of being lonely since childhood, and knew that he had grown up slowly under the charity of countless poor people, so he could not let go of the life and death of so many people.

Zhu Yang hesitated for a while. As time passed, this place would become more and more dangerous for them. Should we knock Wang Lin out and fight? Zhu Yang looked at the back of Wang Lin's head and was ready to take action.

Wang Lin knelt there, feeling extremely anxious. He had no choice but to do that. He did not directly say Master Wuyan's name because he felt that if the master wanted to help, he would have taken action long ago.

So he did this, in fact, to ask for Wuyan. No god or Buddha would always look at him without any trouble, nor did he have the ability to ask for help from immortals and Buddhas. All he could ask for was Master Wuyan!!

"Master, you often tell me about the compassion of monks. This time you can help them. You are not afraid of meeting monsters a few days ago. Why do you retreat now? If you don't save them this time, who else can I save in the future? Who else can I save in this life? I can't even pass by myself!" Wang Lin murmured silently in his heart. He didn't know if Wuyan could hear his request, but he couldn't give up.

The autumn wind is still blowing blew, and the fallen leaves are whistling in the distance.

Wang Lin still knelt down and refused to give up. Zhu Yang made up his mind and walked towards Wang Lin with a knife in his right hand. He had already glanced at the back of Wang Lin's head and promised that he would be unconscious.

Just as Zhu Yang raised his hand and was about to take action, the world suddenly stopped. The fallen leaves in the distance could not fall, and the flowing water could not make a tinging sound.

A dazzling light suddenly pierced into Zhu Qi and the others' eyes. Zhu Yang, who stopped unknowingly, subconsciously looked up, and his pupils suddenly opened wide, revealing an incredible look.

A huge Buddha hundreds of meters high in the sky stood on the sky. The afterglow of the sun and the dark golden light emitted from the Buddha merged into one, shining on Xiyun County. The brilliant sunset in the sky seemed to have become the robe of the Buddha. The birds returning late flew for a long time but did not fly past the Buddha.

The Buddha looked compassionate, his body seemed to be real and weak, and he didn't know where he came from or where he went. But now he really appeared in the sky in the northeast direction of Xiyun County, with one hand standing in front of his chest and the other hand hanging naturally on his cross-legged legs.

The moment he saw the big Buddha, Zhu Qi, Zhu Yang and others all knelt down and their hearts were filled with disbelief. It was a kind of fear of the unknown and awe of the power.

They all put their hands together on their chests, and kept saying, "My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha." Whether they are pious or not, they all said the same words.
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