I don’t know when a white mist opened up, covering the two lanterns outside the mountain gate with a layer of miserable gray. Blown by the evening breeze, the two lanterns were like two sleepy eyes, swaying left and right.
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On a foggy night, it is difficult to see the moon in the foggy temple, and in the foggy temple it is difficult to see the Buddha.
"Go up the mountain and seize the temple!" At the foot of the mountain, an old monk with white beard and hair sat on a horse and spoke slowly. Although he spoke slowly, his voice was like thunder. Behind him, a group of monks and soldiers were holding various weapons and their eyes were fierce.
A state of readiness.
At first glance, the old monk at the head and all the monk soldiers are wearing monk's robes, with ring scars on their heads, and their appearance is no different from the Shaolin monks, but if you look closely, you can see that these monks all have yellow ribbons on their wrists.
On the silk ribbon, there is also a big word "Song" written on the corner of the chest. He must be a member of the Songshan League.
The members of the Songshan League were originally Shaolin monks, but because they couldn't stand the precepts and indulged the secular monks, they launched the "Zhengfo Incident" and wanted to change the rules of the Shaolin Temple. However, this lay monk in the Shaolin Temple had no choice.
Too many, the news was leaked, and the incident was taken over by Jiejie before it even started. Several of the leaders who caused the trouble were unwilling to change their ways in Shaolin, so they left the sect and established a new Songshan League in Songshan to secretly fight against the Shaolin Temple.
Over the past few years, the Songshan League has been accumulating strength and planting spies. Finally, tonight, they waited for the opportunity to counterattack Shaolin, establish the true Buddha in the temple, and restore the glory of Shaolin Buddha.
"The first one is still five miles away from the mountain gate. According to our informant's report, the monks guarding the temple tonight are all lay monks from Yonghua Hall, and they are all mediocre. In addition, we already have internal agents at the gate. As long as we
The gate will be wide open as soon as you arrive, and the Shaolin Buddha's light will shine brightly again tomorrow morning." A young leader of the team reported to the old monk on horseback in high spirits.
"Well, everything will be done according to the plan." The old monk was sitting on the tall horse with an arrogant expression, as if he was determined to win. The old monk's Buddhist name is "Liao Xuan" and he is the fellow disciple of Shaolin Abbot Liao Jie.
Before the "True Buddha Incident", he was the head of the Prajna Hall and one of the eight masters of Bodhidharma Academy. After he left his master, the head of the Prajna Hall was replaced by the lay monk Yuanji. Therefore, he hated the lay monks even more and called them
As "Mo Luo" and "Bo Xun", only by wiping out the Shaolin lay monks can the hatred in his heart be relieved.
In order to deceive people, he also claimed that the monks in the Shaolin Temple had been deceived by demons and that only the Songshan League was the orthodox Buddhism and Taoism. When Shaolin was restored one day, the disciples of the Songshan League would recast the Buddha's light and they would surely be in front of the Buddha's throne in the Western Paradise.
, canonize Buddha and become a saint.
The Songshan League approached the Shaolin Mountain Gate. As the intelligence said, the monks guarding the mountain gate were all mediocre and were eliminated in a few attempts. They went straight up without encountering any obstacles. Even when they arrived at the Shaolin Gate, the response was very early.
He was waiting, and only gave the secret signal, and the Shaolin gate opened in response.
The members of the Songshan League looked at the Shaolin that they had been away from for a long time, and their hearts couldn't help but surge. When they saw the 500-year-old ginkgo tree in the front yard, their hearts were already surging, and some of them with short-sighted eyes had tears in their eyes.
"I'm finally back, I'm finally back!"
"Light the torch and charge with me! Kill the lay monks and straighten the Buddha!" Liao Xuan saw the door open and felt excited in his heart. He shouted the slogan and galloped wildly in the temple.
After hearing the order, everyone lit torches, picked up weapons, and charged into the temple.
In an instant, flames and shouts of death erupted in the Shaolin Temple, and the solemn Buddhist holy place fell into noise and chaos for the third time in a day and night.
Several monks who were keeping the temple a little closer to the front yard heard the commotion in the front yard, picked up their sticks and hurried away. In the darkness, they saw only one person galloping on a horse, without any regard for the rules of cleanliness in the temple!
"Who is here? Get off your horse quickly. You are not allowed to act wild in this pure Buddhist land." The monks pointed at Xuan and shouted.
Liao Xuan turned a deaf ear to this shouting and rode his horse towards the few people. At this moment, he felt that he was a great hero who recast the Buddha's light. With such merit, he must be a Buddha. Why should a Buddha follow these monks' rules?
The Buddha is already a Buddha, so there should be Buddhist rules. Of course, these Sangha rules are no longer suitable for the Buddha.
Liao Xuan felt that this was the simplest truth in the world. Those who steal pearls will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred. Once this person's status changes, the rules will naturally change.
But the monks guarding the temple didn't think so. They picked up their sticks to stop him, but they were the opponents of "Liao Xuan Buddha". Liao Xuan sat on the horse, struck out with both palms, and immediately broke it.
With the stick in front of his chest, he galloped past several people and ran straight to the meditation room.
The sound of killing became louder and louder. The monks in each hall were also awakened by the sound of killing and ran out one after another. Among them, Prajna Hall was the closest to the front yard, and the most monks rushed out. They set up torches, picked up their ordination sticks, and went straight towards the light of the fire.
Rush everywhere.
When the members of the Songshan League saw fire emerging from the distance, they immediately extinguished their own torches and shouted: "The crossbowmen are ready to shoot at the place where there is fire!"
In this night battle, fire is the most taboo. Firstly, the firelight will reveal the whereabouts. Secondly, once the torch is set up, it will be a living target for the enemy's crossbowmen.
Obviously the Shaolin monks didn't know this, so they rushed into the night with torches.
A rain of arrows fell at the sight of the fire. With only one volley, the first wave of Prajna Hall monks who rushed out were wiped out. Each torch fell to the ground and burned quietly, unable to move any more.
"Are you a fellow sect of the Songshan League? I am also a righteous monk. Why should we kill everyone if we all come from the same sect?" behind the wall, a righteous monk shouted.
Once they heard that the opponent was a righteous monk, the Songshan League's offensive really slowed down. Several leaders looked at each other and were undecided.
While everyone was hesitating, a leader of the Songshan League said: "These righteous monks do not belong to our Songshan League. They are accomplices of Mara and should be killed!"
"Kill! Follow the leader, kill the precepts, and rectify my Buddhahood!"
The cry of killing started again, and in the thick fog, the fishy smell of water was mixed with blood, which made you want to vomit, it was very unpleasant.
