The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 632 Red candle blood and tears

Putian Shaolin.

The first day of the Obon Puja is over.

In a simple and elegant Zen room.

A benevolent old monk sat in meditation.

A young monk who was in charge of cleaning the Zen room today squatted by the wall and was about to replace the red candles that were about to burn out.

Perhaps due to hard work all day, the young monk accidentally used too much force when inserting a new candle into the candlestick, and spilled the uncooled and solidified candle liquid in the candlestick all over the floor.

The young monk suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Although he didn't exclaim in alarm or make much noise, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the old monk.

Full of guilt, for fear that the old monk would blame him.

The old monk with closed eyes obviously noticed the abnormality here, and said softly, "It's okay, it's fine if you don't burn your hands."

The young monk said gratefully: "It's not burning, I'll clean it up right away."

After saying that, the young monk got up and quickly left the meditation room to get tools to deal with the candle fluid stuck to the ground.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, and involuntarily looked at the pool of "blood and tears" on the ground.

Recalling the almost identical scene two or three months ago, as well as a conversation with a fellow apprentice.

"Senior brother, if the red candles are spilled on the ground, just clean it up, it won't cause any serious problems, but if blood is spilled all over the ground, Shaolin..."

"Then how did the younger brother tell Master Luo and Master Ji at that time?"

"...I still haven't been able to hide it from my senior brother."

"Although the younger brother has been silent all the time, as time goes by, we can still see some clues from the changes in the situation in Jianghu."

"Junior brother is ashamed of my Buddha..."

"Junior brother is willing to be a red candle, burning himself and illuminating others. Why should he be ashamed of Buddha?"

"Senior Brother... Heh, in terms of skill and cultivation, my senior brother is not as good as me, but in terms of the depth of Buddhism, my senior brother is far inferior to my senior brother, so I won't argue with my senior brother."

"That's why the master abbot always asked you to sit in meditation, read more scriptures, and meditate more."

"It's a pity that after more than ten years of wasting in the Sutra Pavilion, my junior brother still hasn't made much progress. I really owe my teacher."

"Brother, why not? When I was the most confused, I felt resentment from time to time in my heart, complaining that Master, Uncles and Uncles left too early and too cleanly, even if one or two people were left behind, just like Wu Dangxu. Dust is like a real person. When the younger generation does make a mistake, it is not too late to make up for it. However, if there is no if, I made a mistake, and no one has ever stood up to question it. Only when the result is unsatisfactory, I have the opportunity to reflect on myself However, the Qingming is not clear, many things are still too much, after many mistakes, there is no room for redemption, and after batches of people leave indifferently, Shaolin is also getting worse day by day."

"Senior brother hastily succeeded, and I can still maintain the decent dignity of my famous family. Qingku thinks it is not easy, so don't belittle yourself. If you say something wrong, Qingku and others are not wrong. We will push all the big responsibilities to you. Senior brother, you didn’t help to solve problems, otherwise why would this be the case.”

"Oh, how did it become a mutual admission of mistakes? The fait accompli cannot be changed. This time I also agree with the younger brother's approach. Although I am a Buddhist in Shaolin, I have little to do with the righteousness of the family and the country, but I will be safe if I don't have a hair. ? 20 years ago, as the leader of the martial arts, Shaolin could be at the forefront of fighting against foreign barbarians, but now, why not just be a pawn?"

"Senior brother's words are not bad, but some ideas of Master Luo are indeed contrary to my Buddha way, can senior brother really convince himself?"

"This is also the reason why I hesitated for a long time before coming to my junior brother to talk about it. There are naturally many reasons to talk about the way of Buddhism, but I found that the mistakes I made in the past were that I said too many reasons. I don't think I understand Buddhism. It is so transparent, so the result is often the opposite of the original intention, this time I will not talk about so many reasons, brother, just look at one obvious fact."

"What fact?"

"If Zhongzhou land sinks, who will inherit Zhongzhou Buddhism?"

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Zhejiang.

On a small village.

It was dinner time.

But there is no sound of children talking back and crying because of children's naughty and dishonest eating, couples arguing with discipline, and old people pampering and persuading.

There is no longer a trace of dish fragrance.

The heavy smell of blood covered all the fireworks in the village.

The blood slowly trickled out from every household, and accumulated, it was thicker than candle liquid.

The faint howls of those who had not been cut off from the three or two sects were unexpectedly clearly audible.

Hundreds of households in a village, old and young, men and women, not even a chicken or a dog escaped the killing tonight!
It seems that there are evil spirits crawling out of the [-]th floor of hell to create this bloody killing.

Those who died happily may be passed through by the evil spirit with one hand, and one or two internal organs will be removed at will.

Or being slapped to bloody blood by the palm of the evil spirit, or kicked by a leg until the bones are broken.

Those who died in excruciating pain were mostly affected by the aftermath, and all internal organs in the body were damaged by a sudden shock, and it took a long time before they died.

Or if a whole family is covered by the same heavy object, there will always be a lighter force on one end of the family, and luckily they are not killed on the spot.

The four or five sparse sounds of lingering gasps came from this.

It's just that if they can't be rescued within half an hour, these four or five people will undoubtedly die the most painful and helpless people in the whole small village.

But even if they are saved, do they have the courage to face the fact that their loved ones have died, their hometowns have been destroyed, and their future is likely to be useless?
Most likely God likes to watch this kind of drama.

There was a rush of hoofbeats from far and near.

The two teams arrived in front of the village one after the other, and those people also had hope of life.

A team of about fifteen or six people, dressed like a pair of officials, is the inspection department of the local town.

The other team was faintly divided into two groups, with a total of ten people, and their attire was much simpler and rougher. It was not difficult to see that they were from the Jianghu.

And from the fact that nine of the ten people were bare-armed and showed their muscular muscles, it was easy to guess that these two groups were both dart walkers.

The small village is not located in some backcountry, so when the frightening laughter resounded through the night sky tonight, at least three passers-by heard screams of horror coming out from the direction of the village. Scream.

There was even a brave, quick-witted guy who slipped into the village for half a mile, stretched his neck and looked around with all his might.

Until I saw a grotesque and huge figure effortlessly knocking down the house, and pounced on the fleeing crowd again and again, and then living people flew high and fell down heavily, lifeless, that person Finally he was scared out of his wits, luckily his hands and feet were more afraid of death than him, so he scrambled and crawled away in a hurry.

Whether it was out of fear of ghosts and gods, or worrying about their own safety, in short, the three of them spread the matter unanimously.

Such terrible things always spread fast.

In less than a stick of incense time, the two teams came upon hearing the news.

Before and after arriving at the village, dozens of eyes easily saw the tragic situation in the village.

Many people looked away in horror, and some people felt nauseous, and they almost vomited out all the food they ate at night.

For a moment no one wondered whether there would be any survivors.

A group of official people and a group of reckless rivers and lakes could not help but feel chills and looked at each other silently.

Although the smell of blood is strong, there is still a faint smell of alcohol between the two groups of people, so everyone can hold their breath.

The two gangs have their own reasons for drinking tonight.

The two groups of escorts are from Yiyuan Escort Bureau.

After the Northern and Southern Escorts were wiped out, the Yiyuan Escort, whose main business scope covered the central and southern parts of Zhongzhou, became the current Dingding Escort of Zhongzhou.

The headquarters of the Yiyuan Escort is in Zhejiang.

The two groups of bodyguards did not pick up any big deals on this trip, but small bodyguards in Zhejiang.

It happened that all the work was done, so we made an appointment to reward each other's five internal organs temples.

As for the imperial court's military restriction order, after all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away. This little arrogance is irrelevant, so don't pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, after only two glasses of wine, I heard that there was a disaster happening here. Out of the chivalrous heart of the Jianghu people, I came here to find out.

Compared with the righteous deeds of the Uprising Far Escort Bureau, the incident of the Inspection Department is more of a business component.

The inspection department is not a permanent institution in Zhongzhou.

It was only because after the barbarian war, the imperial court's jurisdiction over Fujian was not as strong as before, and bandits became a common occurrence.

In order to prevent the nearby places from being affected by this bad atmosphere, a patrol inspector was added to this town.

Responsible for checking pedestrians, cracking down on smuggling, arresting thieves and other affairs to maintain peace.

But firstly, the inspection department is understaffed, and only 20 people have to cover the area of ​​nearly hundreds of households, which is not enough for the committee.

Second, in order to activate the economy among states and regions, the imperial court adopted a loose policy on the control of personnel movement.

If the major murders in the town had nothing to do with the Jianghu people, the inspection department would be able to get involved.

Once he got involved with the Jianghu people, the inspection department would cover his ears and steal the bell, pretending that nothing happened.

Gradually, the people also formed a tacit understanding with the inspection department.

If you know what you can ask the inspection department for help to seek justice, what is better to ask the Jianghu people to settle it.

In fact, the existence of the inspection department has long since become dispensable, and it has gradually become a listed institution that eats nothing.

The change came after the Hundred Flowers Conference a few months ago. The inspection department began to add more people, and the number expanded to nearly 40 people.

The deputy inspector surnamed Song who led the team this time didn't know where these people came from out of thin air.

If it weren't for his really good skills, the position of deputy inspector would have been replaced.

Although there are many people under his command, life today is not as comfortable as before.

Now every ten days he would diligently run up and down the town with three groups of people to perform his duties.

The work is more than four times more than before, but the salary is only doubled.

It's just that the situation in Zhongzhou is like this, and Deputy Inspector Song, whose family is pointing at him to live, can only comfort himself, thinking that he has enjoyed the blessings in his early years and is now paying off his debts.

Tonight just happened to be when he and his subordinates finished their business and were going back to work.

Seeing that it was getting late, I thought about getting enough food and clothing on the way back.

It was so easy to take a break, but unexpectedly, trouble came to the door.

There was an inexplicable gust of wind.

Blow away the smell of alcohol that gathers together.

The bloody smell that permeated people came to the nostrils.

The group of people who were not much drunk at first became a little more sober in an instant.

It's just that there is no one who is not frowning, and his face is dull.

Deputy inspector Song, who had a knife-like brow and thin cheeks, collected himself and looked for the leaders of the two groups of escorts.

At this moment, he naturally didn't mind whether the other party violated the imperial court's prohibition, and he wished that more people would come, so emboldened.

Deputy Inspector Song's lips parted slightly, wanting to ask the other party's opinion, but because he hadn't dealt with people in Jianghu for a long time, he didn't know how to speak.

The starry night is dim, but the eyesight of those who often walk darts are not too bad.

Seeing that the people in the government didn't show much hostility, a middle-aged man with a square face and a big sword on his back rode out among the ten riders of the Yiyuan Escort, saluted respectfully, and said, "But Deputy Inspector Song?"

Deputy Inspector Song didn't put on airs, and politely replied, "Exactly."

Da Dao's middle-aged Da Fang reported his family name and said: "We are from the Yiyuan Escort Bureau, and we are here to send money."

At any rate, he has been working in the local area for more than ten years. Deputy Inspector Song is no stranger to this name. Knowing that the other party is one of the five chief escorts of the Yiyuan Escort Bureau, he felt at ease and said, "It turns out that it is Escort Qian and Yiyuan. Heroes of the Escort Bureau, at this moment, Song will stop gossiping, and want to ask Escort Master Qian what he thinks about the matter at hand?"

Qian Fang knew that the government had seldom done serious business these years, and it was no wonder that a deputy inspector had no clue about a village massacre case, so he expressed his opinion: "According to the person who just passed on the word, there are strange people who broke down the village and killed people. Seeing this scene, it is either that someone practiced qigong insanely, or practiced some evil qigong and needed to drink blood."

Deputy Inspector Song nodded and said: "Song also thinks that it has nothing to do with ghosts. Escort Qian may roughly judge who or what faction did it based on the situation at the scene?"

Qian Fang frowned and said, "It's a bit difficult, but I should be able to see some clues."

Deputy Inspector Song clasped his fists and said, "Then Song has a heartless request. I also ask you to help find out the general identity of the suspect, so that Song can be taught justice for the tragic death of innocent people in this village."

The members of the Escort who are used to scoffing at the government's lazy style and useless behavior can't help but be surprised when they heard this, and then they are a little impressed by this small local official from the ninth rank. Mouth willing to cooperate and other words.

As two groups of people from the government and the rivers and lakes entered the village, they soon realized that there were still people alive, and urgently organized rescue.

After being rescued, a little boy whose leg was broken by a collapsed building still tightened his body, kept patting his knees with his hands, and cried hoarsely: "It's a ghost, it's a ghost! It's the ghost that my parents said Come to claim your life! Tall, long-haired, faceless ghost!"

Deputy Inspector Song looked at Qian Fang after hearing the words, thinking that the other party might be able to come up with the answer based on this point alone.

Qian Fang smiled wryly and shook his head, expressing his confusion.

But a bodyguard surnamed Tie related the recent rumors from the ghosts mentioned earlier, and said: "Could it be the long-haired bamboo pole monster that the child is talking about, who is with the ghost in red? It is said that the pair of ghosts traveled from north to south. Come here, didn't you just show up in Huzhou County and Jiaxing County a few days ago?"

Song Deputy Inspector immediately arranged: "Send the survivors to treatment as soon as possible, and ask if you saw the ghost in red after waking up."

Qian Fang's expression suddenly became very serious. If it was really the pair of "ghosts" in the rumors, they should pay attention to it.

　2021.10.28 Revision: The update interval is too long and there are inconsistencies. The North and South Escorts have been exterminated after the Hundred Flowers Conference. Here it is corrected as Yiyuan Escorts.

　　
　
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