Chapter 160: Buddhist scriptures cannot save the world
The nobles in Kyoto have not yet realized that death is imminent. They are taking advantage of the current time to create panic like crazy, and then use people's panic to sell food at high prices to harvest the wealth of the common people.
These nobles don't care whether you, the common people, can survive. If you lose your conscience, you can make more money.
On this side, after the chaos in Kyoto, Master Renhua finished arranging things for the temple and came to the neighborhood.
He looked at the growing panic in the entire city, saw the price of food soaring again and again, and saw countless civilians using their savings and even their wives and daughters as mortgage in exchange for food because of the high price of food.
People's thoughts are very simple. They have seen the soaring price of food and are afraid that food will rise again. In order to "stop losses in time", they have to buy high-priced food under the influence of panic.
Along the way, Master Lianhua saw people selling their wives and daughters more than once. With such low prices and pitiable life experiences, he could only turn his head and silently recite "Na Mo Miao Dharma Lotus" in his heart.
This is just the beginning. Master Lianhua can already imagine that if this situation is not resolved, when the great famine becomes a reality, the entire Kyoto will become a hell on earth.
At that time, it was no longer selling wives and daughters, but all men turned into robbers, and all women turned into prostitutes, just to survive.
Master Lianhua looked at this group of people and felt the weight of the Zen staff and rosary beads in his hands. Buddhism could not solve the current situation and could not save anyone in the world.
However, the purpose of his trip was to understand the situation of the plague and the disaster caused by the plague. He decided to deal with the plague from the source. In that way, the situation in the city should be better?
When he arrived at the quarantine area, he directly saw the warrior stationed there, and was immediately blocked by the warrior.
"Monk, it's very dangerous here. You'd better leave first. The poison inside can be fatal." The warrior shouted.
"The young monk is here to solve the plague. Don't worry, sir. The young monk has his own spiritual power." Master Lianhua showed his spiritual pressure, and the warrior took a step back slightly.
"I'm sorry, mage, but the head of the Fujiwara family has an order that no one is allowed to enter."
After Master Renge heard that this was a samurai from the Fujiwara family, he immediately took off his bamboo hat and said: "The young monk is Renhua, who is acquainted with the head of the Fujiwara family and Mr. Koizumi. Please let me in, please."
After a short period of confirmation, Master Lianhua came to the isolated neighborhood. If there was a crazy world outside, it would be deathly silent inside.
All the doors were closed and there was no life. Master Lianhua found a house with an open door. The people inside were dead, their bodies were black, and some were dark green.
"This is a plague of corpses... It seems to be man-made..." Master Renge said. Under the leadership of the samurai, he found Koizumi and learned that the source of the plague was the Hachiman River.
People in this era did not know about diseases such as bacilli and gangrene, but they had their own way of understanding the world and summarized it into rules.
Master Lianhua knew that this was an incurable disease, and even he could not do anything about it.
His footsteps did not stop, and he was ready to cross half of Kyoto to the Yawata River to check the situation.
Since he can't save the world, he can deal with the source of the plague. In this way, he can indirectly save the world in Kyoto.
He hurried towards the possible source, seeing tragedies all around him on the street corners.
He didn't dare to look and didn't look.
Until he was almost hit by a nobleman's bullock cart, he barely managed to avoid the bullock cart, and was cursed by the driver before the cart left the scene.
There were even some grains with shells still in their shells spilled from the carts onto the ground, attracting people nearby to grab them.
Master Lianhua put down his bamboo hat, ignored the coachman's curses, and prepared to leave.
"Taro, hey, Taro, open your eyes, Taro..."
The old man's voice stopped Master Lianhua. He put down his bamboo hat and looked in the direction of the sound. An old man could cry loudly next to a young man.
Master Lianhua was about to leave quickly, but the sound of crying and begging continued to echo. The old man begged the people around him, but no one responded.
He looked back again, and all he saw was the countless cries of the lonely old man. I don't know whether it was out of compassion or something else, but Master Lianhua quickly came to the old man's side.
"Help me, sir, Taro is still alive and breathing..." Seeing Master Lianhua approaching, the old man knelt down and begged.
Master Lianhua came directly to the boy who fell on the ground. Looking at the collapsed chest, all the ribs turned into sharp blades and pierced his internal organs. Master Lianhua had no words.
He picked up the ox cart that he had just passed by and saw the ruts and ox hoof prints beside the boy.
"I hope you will be safe..." Master Lianhua said with his hands clasped together.
"No... Sir... Dalang is still breathing... He is still alive... He is still alive..." The old man crawled over on his knees and hugged Master Lianhua's legs.
There was noise all around and cries beneath him. Master Lianhua looked blankly at the sky, as if he was isolated from the world.
The boy was knocked down by a cow and could not be saved. Even if the gods came, they could not save him.
Master Lianhua suddenly had self-doubt. Even if he solved the source of the plague, even if he killed all the demons, and even if the people in Kyoto were not short of food and drink, could they survive in such a Kyoto with food and drink?
Who is really weighing on the world... Can Buddha tell him the answer?
he does not know.
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Half a day later, Levi received the information passed back by the ANBU.
More than half of the targets have been assassinated, and their family documents are under control.
Levi also waved his hand. This time he didn't even bring any samurai, only dozens of ashigaru holding spears.
The samurai were sent to seal off the plague area, and the ninja had to maintain intelligence and assassinate middle- and lower-level officials. Now he had to do it himself if he wanted to ransack homes.
In Kyoto's Imagawa family, several oxcarts came back with a large amount of wealth. The head of the Imagawa family and every member of the family were laughing from ear to ear.
Some people even rolled around in the money brought back by bullock carts, laughing wildly.
In just a few days, the huge profits made by the Imagawa family were worth the sum of several years. They were originally just a small and medium-sized family, with only dozens of acres of farmland and control of two towns. They were the kind of existence that was neither above nor below.
But now, this Imagawa family feels that their family can work harder and gain more wealth, and then take advantage of the current vacancy of daimyo to reap more benefits, making the Imagawa family become a wealthy family.
"Dongdongdong!"
There was a violent knock on the door, which made the excited Imagawa family very confused.
"Open the door! The Fujiwara family sends warmth!"