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Chapter 228: The body resembles the immeasurable Buddha in the West (Part 2)(1/3)

In the 40th year of Wanli's reign, Feng Shike, then the Chief Secretary of Yunnan and right counselor, chose a scenic spot in Jizu Mountain and built Xiyin Pavilion for Zen Master Benwu to live in.

Later, Zen Master Benwu practiced meditation and studied the scriptures deeply for more than 20 years. He commented on "Zhao Lun" with his master, Master Suo'an. Suo'an dictated it, and Master Benwu immediately transcribed it. There is not a word wrong in the whole text. Feng Shike

It is said that he has done his duty and has not given in to the teacher.

But few people know that during the twenty years that Master Benwu lived in seclusion in Jizu Mountain, he not only read Buddhist scriptures through Hao Shou Qiong Sutra, but also wandered among landscape paintings every day - he also had a great time because of Feng Shike

With his strong recommendation, he quietly met with Mu Changzuo, the head of the Mu family and the prince's Taibao, and was ordered to investigate an unsolved case that was rarely circulated in Dali but had been considered by the court for a long time.

It was a calm and rainy day, a rare good time in spring in Yunnan. Birds gathered on the sandy site, and wild flowers danced in front of the eyelashes. Youth was so vivid that even the ancient and heavy area of ​​the Guizhou Duke's Mansion

The dark plaque seems to be about to emerge from the decaying and decaying wood with a new and thin ray of vitality.

The servants led Zen Master Benwu through the corridor and courtyard in silence. Ruoyouruowu's wailing sounds floated in the air, and paper dust clung to the splendid carved beams of the golden walls everywhere, until an old man kept coughing and spoke with silk

Silk covered her mouth and slowly walked out of the inner hall.

"Monk, why are you here?"

Zen Master Benwu was also very shocked by Mu Changzuo's personal appearance.

Because this octogenarian with fierce and domineering eyes should have been in retirement for a long time, but because his eldest son Mu Rui, Duke of Guizhou, was imprisoned for the crime of "losing his seal" while fighting the enemy, he had to take charge of Mu Rui again.

The palace also had to find ways to please the court.

Here, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. As the feudal lords of Yunnan, the Duke of Guizhou family holds the hereditary and hereditary "fat jobs" that are envied by countless people. In its heyday, the treasures and gold shells are full of treasures, and they are almost rivals of the heavenly government.

The octogenarian knew best that it was such a happy, prosperous and comfortable environment that almost destroyed the Mu family in the early years of Wanli - he did not want to be stared at by the emperor anymore.

However, since Mu Ying's second son Mu Sheng was granted the title of Duke of Guizhou, the Mu family has gradually declined as time goes by. Mu Ying's descendants are addicted to pleasure and corrupt, and Mu Changzuo's predecessors are even more unwilling to make progress.

, so that the entire Mu Prince's Palace harmed the people and made money, harassed the local area, raped relatives and sisters-in-law, and tried to steal the brother's property. It even sent spies to spy on the capital, which almost caused a huge disaster.

All causes and effects were spinning like lightning, and after one breath, his heart felt as still as water. Zen Master Benwu, who was still middle-aged at the time, respectfully replied with a very subtle reason: "I came here to repay the kindness of my country."

This answer is very clever.

It was not because of Feng Shike's recommendation, not because of fear of the Duke of Guizhou, or because the monks had ambitions for fame and fortune. Zen Master Benwu seemed to be talking about himself, and also seemed to be talking about an old man, so that even an octogenarian heard it.

Yan stared at the Taishi's chair, and his breathing became slower and heavier.

The servants almost ran away in panic, but Zen Master Benwu happily bathed in the cold and stern gaze without saying a word.

After a long time, the octogenarian man hummed as if nothing had happened: "What a great country man, are all monks so sharp-tongued? I want to see how your skills are compared to your eloquence."

The octogenarian man kept silent and ordered someone to carry out a box of ancient documents from the inner hall. The dust suddenly rose up in the air, as if it had startled the wild beasts in the dust. Facing the spring sun, it was about to pounce on people's faces.

The people's solemn steps showed difficulty, and they probably knew that the things inside had been prepared for a long time.

"Look, my son's life depends on you."

The octogenarian has sharp eyes, and the power he has held for many years makes his movements look like instruments of torture, and people are just fish on his chopping board.

Zen Master Benwu suddenly had an illusion, as if the old man was a beast dormant in the mountains and forests. He was old and lazy, but he had sinister ambitions nourished by the dark mountains. Behind his gentle manner, there was an increasingly uncontrollable violence and rapidity in his heart.

The desire to devour flesh and blood.

But Zen Master Benwu is not afraid. Those "consciousnesses" transformed by delusional thoughts can no longer block the fundamental wisdom.

For the sake of his legitimate son's life, the octogenarian will not waste any effort on him - Mu Rui's crime of "losing his seal" is not a sin in itself. The root cause does not lie in his timidity, but only in him.

With the Mu family's unique way of doing whatever they want.

The key to the octogenarian's ability to securely hold the position of Duke of Guizhou for almost the entire Wanli Dynasty lies in his ability to control his fangs. At least in terms of subduing his own mind, the old man is not inferior to Zen Master Benwu.

"This is... a memorial to Fu Tianxi in Dali?"

Zen Master Benwu's doubts are reasonable. The word "Fu" is scrawled in red on the document.

Since Fu Youde was executed by Emperor Hongwu, the founding heroes were not allowed to erect ancestral halls until the Jiajing Dynasty. Therefore, the names of other members of the Fu family have not been allowed to appear in the eyes of officials for a long time.

However, in the 16th year of Zhengde's reign, the imperial court ordered the establishment of Fu Tianxi Temple in Dali.

"Exactly. In the early days of Hongwu, the Liang King of the former Yuan Dynasty stole Yunnan, and Duan, the general manager of Dali, colluded with him. Since then, Yunnan has always been a serious problem in the southwest of this dynasty..."

The old man spat out a mouthful of yellow phlegm, cleared his throat and continued, "Until September of the fourteenth year of Hongwu, in order to get rid of this serious problem, Emperor Hongwu ordered Fu Youde, Lan Yu and my ancestors to set out from Huguang to conquer Yunnan. In February, they defeated the king of Liang.

In July, everything is safe, so we can return to our division."

After the Battle of Baishijiang in Qujing, the former Yuan Dynasty Liang King who refused to surrender finally came to an end. According to the "History of the Ming Dynasty: The Biography of Balzawal Mi": "The governor of the former Yuan Dynasty could not do anything and burned his dragon robes."

, drove his wife and son to Dianchi Lake to die, and went into the thatched hut to meditate at night."

But the old man told Zen Master Benwu that after the Liang King of the former Yuan Dynasty knew that there was no way to save it, he still sent a light cavalry to break through the encirclement overnight and rushed straight to the border of Dali. Fu Youde, the general of the southern expedition, was worried that he secretly communicated with Duan, the general manager of Dali, and caused trouble again behind the army.

, he sent his fourth son, Fu Tianxi, to lead his troops to pursue them all night long, making sure to annihilate them all.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the anxious troops of King Liang did not march along the official road, but suddenly took a trail halfway, and even divided their troops many times to take risks to attract attention.

, the main men abandoned their horses, turned around and went into the high mountains covered with weeds.

Fu Tianxi did not dare to disobey because of his heavy duty, and immediately pursued him. He also abandoned his baggage and armor and continued to chase the remnants of the Yuan army in the barren mountains. Some of the remnants of the Yuan army continued to fall behind, and Fu Tianxi found that they did not carry any marching troops.

Liang Mo, only found some strange Mongolian handwritings from them one after another, which were also mixed with pictures of Xixia characters.

After two days and two nights of arduous trekking, the Yuan army finally couldn't hold on without sleep and food, and fell on the edge of a mountain. Not far away, the huge trees in the mountains were not visible from the sky, and the last few Yuan soldiers blew the whistle.

Horn, after seeing the fireworks rising from the mountain, he drew his sword and killed himself with a weird smile on his face, leaving only Fu Tianxi and others looking at each other.

A year after this incident, Fu Tianxi reported what he had seen on his trip many times, claiming that there were countless monks' bones scattered in the deep mountains, and that many handwritten classics were burned on that day. It was extremely suspicious, so he committed suicide

Please be the governor of Dali.

Many people in the court wanted to use this as an excuse to eradicate the Duan family, but Fu Tianxi insisted that the Qingqi of the former Yuan Dynasty King Liang had no intention of escaping to Dali from the beginning to the end. Their destination was the uninhabited deep mountains and old forests, in order to secure those classics.

It has been completely burned and destroyed, so you will decide to commit suicide after taking one look at it.

Fu Tianxi was very worried about the bizarre things he saw that day. He repeatedly described many strange phenomena to Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang through his father Fu Youde, and claimed to have grasped some clues. The reason why the former Yuan Dynasty King Liang behaved so suspiciously was because in the end of the Yuan Dynasty, all the previous Liang kings were there.

Secretly but continuously, monks were exiled to the darkness of the deep mountains and valleys.

After several in-depth investigations, Fu Tianxi discovered that someone had forced the monks to build a magnificent hall in the deep valley, copy numerous scriptures, and dig an astonishing number of Buddhist caves.

Deaths have never stopped in this place of exile, because some people forced these devout monks from different sects to meditate and worship Buddha there day and night, and even mixed sandalwood ghee with mind-stimulating drugs until they were

The terror in the mountains and forests drove them crazy, or their bodies were taken over by unknown things, leaving only countless strange and ferocious Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the same place.

"[If you don't see the true Buddha, you won't be able to achieve liberation], I don't know what it means."

Fu Youde wrote in his memorial that every night in the past few decades, the helpless monks could only light lamps and stand back to back, relying on chanting sutras all night to drive away fear, but their chanting was still mixed with hysteria.

There were strange screams and roars, as well as deformed figures that kept disappearing and flashing around.

The scene of red candles filling the valley late at night was like wildfire. The local mountain people saw it and thought it was a miracle of Bodhisattvas appearing. However, no one knew that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas whom the monks had prayed to for many years never showed up when they were in danger.

Save nothing.

Fu Tianxi's behavior revealed a mysterious atmosphere. He continued to write down the investigation results into memorials and presented them to Zhu Yuanzhang through Fu Youde. Naturally, he also attracted the attention of Emperor Hongwu. Soon, people such as "Ting Seng, the former Yuan Dynasty Master"

, the anecdotes of "Dali opened the Buddhist Kingdom" and "Valley of Thousand Monk Corpses" have become popular stories in the capital, attracting the attention of many people.

More and more people began to believe that there were good things in that valley that would make the Mongolians pay attention.

However, even if Fu Tianxi searched day and night, he still could not know their more precise purpose. He could only infer from the behavior of "losing power with leniency" in the BC Yuan Dynasty. These Mongolians, who regarded ruling the world as herding and did not care about it, could actually do it.

Over the course of several decades, thousands of monks were secretly sent to Jizu Shanyin, which must have their ulterior motives.

During this kind of persistent and obsessive research, Fu Tianxi went deep into Jizushanyin several times alone. He seemed to be infected by certain things, and his behavior became elusive. The memorials were often mixed with some incompatible prefaces and afterwords.

Lingding's narrative contains a bit of weird yet self-consistent logic amid the madness.

Unfortunately, not long after that, Fu Tianxi, who was still serving as the governor of Dali, encountered the riots in Jin'an in Yunnan and Guizhou. As the battlefield gradually became unfavorable, some people advised Fu Tianxi to escape at night. Fu Tianxi stopped writing and said: "Why are you going against the plan? I will defend Zhili."

If the name is not fulfilled, the emperor's kindness is very great. If I don't kill him to save him, what's the point of repaying him?"

After that, he took off his armor for some unknown reason, went to fight the rebels naked, and eventually died in the battle. After the war, he was hastily buried by the locals.

This matter should have been settled here, just like whether Duan, the general manager of Dali, colluded with the Liang Wang of the former Yuan Dynasty, it became an unsolved case. However, for some reason, it was rumored that before Fu Tianxi died, he wrote a batch of letters that had not yet been sent.

The memorial was secretly buried by officials long before his death, and it recorded the findings of his last in-depth investigation.

From Hongwu to the Jiajing Dynasty, the court would still ask whether Fu Tianxi's death could be verified from time to time. Among them, Wu Zong was the most curious and even sent Wang Shouren here. It seemed that the court's award for erecting a temple was just a signal. They always believed that the suspicious Fu Tianxi did not

He died, but he changed his appearance before Fu Youde was executed, and continued the unfinished investigation incognito...

"These are the memorials I collected with great effort, how do you think?"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zen Master Benwu. He tapped his index finger with wrinkles on every inch of his skin and said in a deep voice, "I'm not interested in these secrets. I leave them all to you. My son's life and safety now depends on you."

That's what I'm capable of."

Zen Master Benwu had no intention of turning over the memorial, and said calmly: "What happens can be done, but misfortunes and blessings are unpredictable."

A vein appeared on the temple of the octogenarian, as if he was trying hard to endure his temper. In the end, he did not look at the document, but raised his eyes to the void on the roof and said coldly.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I didn't ask you to divination! How can you, a wild monk, understand the thoughts of the people in heaven?"

Zen Master Benwu didn't notice it at first, but when he recalled it, he quietly discovered that the octogenarian probably had not, as he said, never touched Fu Tianxi's memorial. Because his eyes, which were drowsy and alert at that time, clearly revealed a deep look in his eyes. Hidden vigilance and fear.

On that day, Zen Master Benwu, who left the Duke of Qian's Mansion with the broken memorial, could still hear the wailing coming from the inner hall. The warm spring sun outside the door gradually became cold, making Benwu feel sad. The sleeves of Master Wu's broad robe felt as if a poisonous snake had penetrated him.

Regarding the investigation of Fu Tianxi's memorial, the old man did not wait for the answer he wanted. It was just that it was not the old man who passed away, but Mu Rui, whom he tried his best to rescue, who died of illness in prison soon after. Naturally, there was no one after that. What sad person would be interested in asking about the contents of these ancient memorials.

But Zen Master Benwu never thought that he would be involved in the tragic deeds recorded behind these memorials. Seeing the bones turned into mountains, he didn't know who could act so cruelly and regard human life as nothing. At this point, if he hadn't happened to meet the guidance of an expert from outside the sect, Zen Master Benwu would have been trapped by inner demons all his life, and would have been entangled in Jizu Mountain, looking for the Mahayana method that could truly liberate the Pure Land among the piles of old papers.
To be continued...
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