Seeing Zhu Youde leaving, a hint of cruelty suddenly appeared in the eyes of the monks.
The strong monk who was leading among them glanced at the people behind him.
He said slowly: "Follow them later, find an opportunity, and deal with them."
"That woman's appearance is really unique in the world. If she is dedicated to the holy monk, she will definitely get a lot of rewards. We will pay it forward when the time comes."
"yes, Sir."
A few people behind him nodded, not looking like monks at all.
The Buddhist temple in the distance was magnificent, but the tenants in front of them looked ragged, with yellow faces and muscles, and they looked like they were starved of food.
But it can be felt that there does not seem to be much complaint on the faces of these tenants.
In fact, many of these tenants were influenced by them and believed that their suffering in this life was just for the sake of peace in the next life.
Probably because of this, there are very few people who resist the current Buddhist temples.
In fact, in Daliang's regulations, it is clearly stipulated that these tenants cannot be beaten and scolded at every turn.
After all, if this thing happens too often, the foundation of the entire dynasty will definitely be very unstable.
But I never thought that this Buddhist temple would actually use another method to control other people mentally.
This in itself is a matter that the people will not sue and the officials will not investigate.
Zhu Youde also slowly walked into the Buddhist temple at this time. Now there are only the main hall of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and there are probably dozens of them in total.
In addition, there are some buildings such as wing rooms. Just building this Buddhist temple probably requires millions of gold.
When you walk into the main halls, you can see gold-plated Buddha statues one after another.
Today, this Buddhist temple itself is very popular.
All kinds of people come to this Buddhist temple every day to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Among them are dignitaries and peddlers.
And recently, due to the appearance of that holy monk, the flow of people has been much greater than before.
The large areas of fertile land outside actually belong to this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Today, a large part of the fields around the capital belong to them.
However, they have a good name. When there were so many refugees before, we had never seen them come out to provide relief.
They just set up a few porridge sheds hastily and feed hundreds of people every day.
There is a reason why Zhu Youde pays so much attention to this place.
That is, when Zhang Yuanhai was alive, he would often come to this Buddhist temple.
But looking at her, she didn't look like a Buddhist.
And he himself is a Huns. Generally speaking, the beliefs of the Huns have always been the god of their grasslands.
Zhu Youde was walking in the palace, and Luo Xian at the side suddenly approached and whispered.
"Ms. sir, we seem to be being followed. I found that there is someone following us behind us."
Zhu Youde nodded slowly: "I know, it was probably sent by the person just now, but let's pretend we don't know about this matter for the time being."
Zhu Youde had already guessed that they would never give up.
After all, such an arrogant nature is actually very difficult to change.
In front of the Buddha statue, people are begging for various wishes.
"Buddha, please bless me and let me find my daughter."
"Some strange things often happen in the city these days. The Buddha is very merciful and accepts those monsters."
"My daughter has also disappeared recently. She is still in the Mood for Love. I beg the Buddha to return her to me."
After hearing the prayers of these people, Zhu Youde also had some doubts in his heart.
He has actually heard recently that many girls in the city disappear every now and then.
From before to now, in about a month, hundreds of people have disappeared.
Moreover, most of the girls who disappeared were in their prime of life and looked just right, which also caused a certain degree of public opinion in the city.
However, so much time has passed, and the court still hasn't found anything.
That's why these people put their last hope in praying to God and worshiping Buddha.
If this incident happened elsewhere, Zhu Youde would be able to understand it.
But this happened in the city of Kyoto, and no evidence was found for such a long time, which made Zhu Youde a little confused.
However, just as he was thinking about this, a shout suddenly came from the distance.
"The holy monk has come out, and the holy monk is going to demonstrate the Dharma."
"Hurry up and pay homage to the holy monk. It is said that if you meet the holy monk, your life will be prolonged."
"This is the first time in so many years that a holy monk has come to our Daliang. It is truly a great honor to come to our land of Dharma-ending."
After hearing these words, Zhu Youde understood what happened.
Zhu Youde was also a little curious about what the legendary holy monk looked like.
Following the flow of people, Zhu Youde also slowly approached into the distance, but the doubts in his heart did not diminish at all.
In a wide square, a monk wearing formal cassocks was working.
Many people on the side also had a little excitement on their faces.
"Since you have seen the holy monk, why don't you worship him?"
Next to the monk, there was also a face from the Western Regions, but the words he spoke were in very authentic Daliang dialect.
After hearing this sentence, many people admired him one after another.
This scene made Zhu Youde even more uncomfortable.
In fact, the folk customs and political customs in Daliang are relatively open-minded, especially regarding the matter of kneeling and worshiping. This etiquette has been abolished.
Even if ordinary people saw the emperor, they did not need to kneel down.
This is also a feeling of the late king, which continues to this day.
But I never thought that this little monk would dare to break such a rule.
And many people around him were already kneeling down to worship.
Of course, there are also many people who do not kneel down. These people come to the Buddhist temple basically to join in the fun, but they are not that pious.
At this moment, a big pot was brought up at some point.
On the square, a huge firewood pile was also set up.
In the large pot, there was a lot of yellow liquid, which should look like oil and water.
After setting up the cauldron, the firewood pile below was already lit immediately.
The oil in the pot began to boil under the heat of the flames, and splashes of oil continued to scatter around.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Youde's eyes gradually became different.
He also wanted to know what the hell this holy monk was up to.