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Chapter 234 The Tragedy of the Little People

When he heard the word "Three Saints Blessing", the young policemen and servants around Zhu Da were a little confused. However, Zhu Da understood and said, "You go and stay away, I'll ask alone."

Although the people around him were unclear, they still dispersed to the distance, but they could guess a few points. Sun Wu's identity is probably not simple.

After everyone walked away, Zhu Da sneered and said, "It's actually Lao Bailian's man. Are you back with the Tartars?"

"Master, you..." Sun Wu didn't expect Zhu Da to speak out, and his condemnation was broken through by this shock, and he stared at Zhu Da with wide eyes.

The so-called "Three Saints" refer to the three Buddhist saints, Amitabha Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva. The sect that combines this person to recite is the White Lotus Sect, or the oldest sect.

In the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, this kind of sutra hall that worships the Three Saints appeared in cities and bustling markets. It was hosted by the preacher and collected and operated the industry. It was passed down from generation to generation. In fact, it was not much different from the temple of descendants. It was a business that could bring about a wealthy life.

However, as time passed, tribes of various purposes began to appear, and as the Mongolian Yuan rule became more severe and tyrannical, these tribes began to secretly organize rebellion. Many leaders of the Red Turban Army were from the White Lotus Sect, and it was said that the same was true for the Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.

After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect did not dissipate, but was used by all kinds of people who were interested. Some used to make money, while others attempted to rebel. As a result, the court officials completely banned the White Lotus Sect. In this case, the various factions of the White Lotus Sect either turned underground or changed their appearance, such as the Wuwei Sect, the Silk Sect, the Luo Sect, the Dacheng Sect, etc., were originally extremely weak in metaphysics and speculation. With the change, the rituals and doctrines began to undergo great changes, from the initial belief in the Three Saints to the respect of Maitreya and the Mother of No Life.

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun were well taught by distinguishing various teachings and how to deal with them. They were not only Yuan Biao, but also all kinds of people who could only find Qin Xiu back then.

The reason is also very simple. The sect is one of the most difficult forces to mess with. These sects that have been banned by the government are lawless and have no secrets. They also have enough manpower and financial resources, and do not abide by the conventional rules. If they are in the right way, they will be quite troublesome. They can be avoided and cannot be avoided. They have to think about how to solve them.

The White Lotus Sect, which is said to be "Blessed by the Three Saints", has not changed its appearance. It has always called itself a white lotus both internally and externally. However, this branch is different from other sects. It is divided into two branches, north and south. The southern branch is semi-legal, and is generally circulated under the name of Guanyin Hall. The north branch has been banned for thirty years. The cause is simple, and it is nothing more than inciting the people to cause chaos. However, after the ban, a considerable number of the sects fled to the grassland and were protected by various Mongolian tribes.

This situation was a grand event for "promoting cultural exchanges" in Zhu Da's memory for more than 20 years. But at this time, these old Bailian's religious believers became accomplices of various Mongolian tribes, such as sending spies, and preaching in the northwest town of Daming to recruit believers as internal supporters.

So Sun Wu said "Three Saints Blessing", which immediately made Zhu Da judge the origin, but the four words were equivalent to the crime of murder. This just said Sun Wu was shocked.

"Tell me!" Zhu Da's voice was very cold. He had already thought about the cause and effect clearly. Sun Wu should indeed be cut into pieces.

Sun Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, was silent for a while, and his body began to tremble. With the reflection of the fire, he could see that his face was full of tears. He wanted to speak but couldn't speak, but just tried hard to wipe away the tears from his face.

"...I'm sorry to the villagers, I'm sorry to the Three Saints for blessings. I should have struck thunder and fell into hell and burned to fire for thousands of years..."

"... The Master of Incense summoned everyone and said that the General Assembly had issued an order to use magic power to make the Tatars create a killing disaster in Datong, destroy the heretics, and do great merits..."

"...I entered the church to treat the villagers, but I wanted to lose all my conscience. Those who believe in religion and encourage me to make a fortune together. I said that this opportunity happened to attack the big family..."

It is difficult for outsiders to stay in closed villages and towns for too long. The infiltration method used by the Old Bailian Northern Branch is to cultivate local natives as believers, and then arrange real believers to come here, using masters and apprentices as the appearance, and protect each other. Of course, after entering the church, people will gradually be brainwashed, begin to be loyal to the church, and become increasingly alienated from their relatives and fellow villagers.

Sun Wu's master is an old man in his sixties. He knows that both hands are not witchcraft. Although he is loyal to the White Lotus General Assembly on the grassland, he fell ill before the convening and let Sun Wu go alone.

The order sent by the grassland was to let believers from all over the world be guides to make this "killing disaster" comprehensive, but Sun Wu made up his mind to go back to report the news and took the people of the village to flee.

After returning to the village, Sun Wu told the people of the same village about this matter, but this matter was too horrible and no one wanted to believe it. After all, he wanted to abandon his family and property. He said that Sun Wu was treating illnesses and saving people on weekdays and had a high prestige in the village. He thought that many people would follow him after he said it, but he didn't expect that he would be questioned, sneered and scolded, saying that his mind was broken and he was crazy.

"...... In the end, I had no choice. I thought I might as well die with the villagers, or I would run away with my master on my back. My master, my master, crawled out of the kang, and swear in the village that what I said was true, and used a broken bowl to cut open his throat..."

Sun Wu's master came to this village for more than 20 years and accepted Sun Wu as his disciple for more than ten years. He was loyal to the White Lotus Sect on the grassland, but he did not expect to do such a behavior at this time.

The old man’s WeChat in the village is higher than Sun Wu. Many villagers think he has magic power or something. Such a person is willing to use death to explain the authenticity of a thing, which is enough persuasive. You should know that the old man is not a terminal illness, and that disease can be cured in a few days...

"......The Tartars came too quickly. In addition to our sect, there must be other spies..." Sun Wu was already gritting his teeth and his expression was ferocious.

Although the people in the village are urgent, they still have to clean up the details. Sun Wu said that there are still a few days left, so everyone is not so anxious. Someone even informed their relatives. Sun Wu and several young people in the village go to find places nearby where they can hide. If there is a choice, everyone will not hide in the cellar and leave it to fate.

Sun Wu, who was confused, found a place in the mountains. Before leaving the mountain, he saw the smoke and dust sweeping over, the villagers who escaped from the village, and also saw the villagers being flooded by smoke and dust...

"...I am guilty. If I hadn't talked about the days, everyone wouldn't have left so late..." Sun Wu said with a sob. At this time, he hit the ground with his head desperately. After a few hits, he cried there regardless of the situation, crying and shouting there.

"Master, my disciple is unfilial!" "Master, it's not that good intentions and good rewards are given, the Buddha and the Bodhisattva will bless..." "I didn't let you live a good life for a few days..."

The heart-wrenching screams, Sun Wu's emotions have collapsed, and there will be no commotion at this time. Even if the refugees in the shanty town hear it, they will only hear crying, and it is not a killing or something. It is nothing.

All this described by Sun Wu does not seem to be fabricated. Among the refugees recruited, there are nine of his fellow villagers. It is very simple to confirm that some of his words are not fabricated at will, or if the fabricated one is fabricated, there will only be flaws. Zhu Da will confirm it, but it is generally confirmed that it is true.

Looking at Sun Wu's heart-wrenching crying with his head, Zhu Da felt annoyance inexplicably. For some reason, Sun Wu's cry reminded him of his parents, Xiang Bo and Yuan Biao. Zhu Da walked over with a cold face, kicked Sun Wu over, and then followed and kicked him. This kick made Sun Wu's cry stop immediately, as if he was choked. He curled up, his face turned red and struggled for a long time before coughing.

Of course, Zhu Da kept his strength, otherwise, this kick could kill the person. After the kick, Zhu Da's hand would be released from the hilt of the knife. If Sun Wu was a spy from the White Lotus Sect and led the Mongolian horse team to slaughter the village, then Sun Wu and his fellow villagers would be tortured, and they would be buried directly after the torture.

"From now on, you can't say a word to others, let alone tell others about the nonsense of the White Lotus Sect, otherwise, you die, the person you talk to die together." Zhu Da suppressed his excitement and said in a muffled voice. He had not decided what to do with Sun Wu. At this time, the anger and excitement had nothing to do with Sun Wu. The howling Sun Wu was just a pitiful and pathetic little person.

Before calling on his servants to come and take Sun Wu away, Zhu Da asked a few questions, and the answer was expected. For example, the reason why he organized the refugees to make trouble was actually to win a good treatment for everyone so that everyone would not be treated harshly. He even thought that if the master was held accountable, he would come forward to take responsibility. At this time, Sun Wu, who was full of self-blame and guilt, was already a little martyred.

Zhu Da did not sleep well that night, and he couldn't sleep again when he woke up late at night. He was confused and didn't know if he had dreamed. He just vaguely remembered that he dreamed of Baibao Village in his dream, and his family and fellow villagers were still alive, which made him feel very bad.
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