The smell of corpses, the smell of excrement, and the smell of refugees were mixed together. When they were sunburned at noon, they made people want to vomit after smelling it, but the middle-aged man walking among the crowd always had a friendly and sympathetic expression on his face.

This middle-aged man is tall, with long eyebrows and thin eyes, and his facial features are extremely square. He looks like a statue of a god in the temple, with a half-foot beard and neatly decorated. He is wearing a short robe of coarse cloth and numb shoes on his feet. His every move is very rhythmic, making people feel comfortable to look at.

Beside and behind the middle-aged man, there were twenty strong men, several men protecting the middle-aged man, while the rest protected three ox carts, which were filled with large baskets, and the basket emitted the fragrance of food. When smelling this fragrance, the commotion among the refugees became even more intense.

But no one dared to rush up and do whatever he was, because these strong men were all good at fists and kicking up, and there were strange things. A few days ago, there were some people who came out to provide relief, and there were some chaos. They came up to grab food regardless of the situation. There were dozens of people from the same hometown and tribe, which directly disrupted the scene. The real person was also angry and said that these people did not know that Maitreya's compassion would inevitably be retribution. Who cares about this sentence when they were extremely hungry? I never thought that these dozens of people died suddenly that night. After several consecutive times, everyone was scared.

The refugees are not afraid of death, but they will gather under the city to seek food. After a while, no one dares to make a rash decision after this relief team comes out.

People at the beginning knew the lesson | Later, more people died, and everyone had awe of this real person from the bottom of their hearts. Word of mouth is said that this real person is the incarnation of a god and sent by God to save everyone. Whoever offends him will be hit by five thunders. And after death, he will go to the eighteen levels of hell and will not turn over for generations. Everyone will not live well in this life, and they all hope to be better in the next life, and no one dares to make such a taboo.

Everyone only knows to shout "My Buddha's compassion" in his hoarse voice. Everyone says that as long as you are sincere and as long as you shout loud enough, you can get some gifts.

"It's pitiful over there." The middle-aged man, who was called "real person", said, and the man standing on the ox cart immediately threw scones in that direction. This was a cake made of mixed grains, bran and wild vegetables. It also added some salt to it, which tasted fragrant.

The cake was thrown out, and there was an uproar in the crowd. Everyone was snatching it wildly. The middle-aged man showed a compassionate expression on his face and said loudly: "Everyone is suffering, and the Buddha sees all your pity. He will go to the Western Paradise in the next life."

The middle-aged man's voice was very loud, and everyone around him could hear it clearly. The person who had not grabbed the baking cake felt sad and cried loudly there.

Suddenly there was another commotion in the crowd. A young man rushed out with a man holding a man. The man was holding one leg could not touch the ground, and his dark face was full of pain. The two brought the middle-aged man to kneel down and kowtowed continuously. The young man only said there: "I hope to save my brother. His legs were broken and he suddenly couldn't move."

The man who protected the middle-aged man was about to take action immediately, but was stopped by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stepped forward and squatted down and looked at the leg carefully. The refugee's body was tattered and dirty, so naturally he couldn't clean it. However, the middle-aged man had no disgust on his face. He looked and touched it. The brother with broken legs trembled all over in pain, and screamed non-stop there. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "He was suffering from evil spirits. Now his legs are broken. I'm afraid his whole body will be broken in three days."

The people around him couldn't help but feel quiet. When they heard this, they all took a breath of air. The young man was even more anxious and knocked and begged, "Real person, please cast spells by real person."

The forehead was covered with blood, and the voice was filled with crying. The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I am not a real person, I am just sincere. If you are sincere, the Buddha will protect you and the evil spirits will disperse, your brother will be saved. Are you sincere?"

"Little sincerity, little sincerity."

"Then I will teach you a few melody. If you recite it sincerely, this evil spirit can be driven away." After saying this, the middle-aged man came to the young man's ear and said a few words. The young man was stunned, and hesitantly showed a look of disbelief. He asked, "Is this useful for real people?"

"It depends on whether you are pious or sincere." The middle-aged man said solemnly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed to the ground, then chanted with his hands together, and the onlookers gradually became quiet. Everyone was watching this scene with concentration. The brother with bad legs covered his legs and screamed weakly. How could it be? There were so many things outside the city, and someone accidentally cut a small wound. In a few days, the wound turned into a big scar. He couldn't live long. This person's legs were broken, which must be similar.

Suddenly someone shouted, "I smell the fragrance."

The smell outside the city was so fishy that it was so bad that it was ten times worse than that of the pit. What kind of fragrance would be there? But one person shouted, and someone shouted, and more and more people shouted this. It was okay for the one in front to squeeze in, but they couldn't squeeze in from behind. Listening to the people in front, I felt like I smelled the fragrance and shouted in a daze.

When shouting, everyone remembered more or less that in the past, in the village, people preached what it means to burn incense and believe in Buddhism, and said that the incense was sent by the Nine-tailed Fox. People can be free from suffering. If they believe in it, they can smell the fragrance. They will not have any diseases. Who believed it at that time? But now they think this is the true Dharma. If they believe in it, they may be able to truly escape from suffering.

(The record of the evil fox sends incense and the classics of the incense smelling sect are one of the sources of the sutras and Dharma sects of this sect)

When people are normal, they are clear-minded and rational in encountering things, and it is difficult to deceive them. But in such a desperate situation, it is like drowning and dying, and they have to catch them when they see a straw. There is still some truth in the truth, not to mention that the scene in front of them looks very real.

Just as a cried cry, the pain on the face of the brother who covered his legs turned into incredible shock. His curled leg slowly stretched out. The younger brother who had been muttering silently was so excited that he did not dare to stop chanting. The brother suddenly shouted: "My legs don't hurt anymore, my legs don't hurt anymore.

The two brothers cried and laughed so much that they couldn't control themselves. The victims and people watching this scene all exclaimed. The person leaning in front suddenly smelled a scent. It turned out that the fragrance really was there, and it was emitted from the two brothers.

"Thank you for your great kindness, thank you for your spell casting." The two brothers supported each other and came behind the middle-aged man, hurriedly kowtowed, and burst into tears.

"This is a living god." "That was revealed just now." "Kneel down quickly" and talked a lot. At the end, the blockbusters of people knelt down and kowtowed to the middle-aged man.

"Life is suffering. The Buddha is also sad when he sees everyone fall into the sea of ​​suffering. Brothers and sisters don't have to worry about being sad. The Buddha is merciful and will give you a way to live." The middle-aged man stood out and said in an extremely loud voice. The noisy refugee team actually quieted down.

"The city gate is about to close, and I am going to go back to the city. Brothers and sisters, sincere will be sincere. If you recite my Buddha's compassion, you will be blessed." With his shout, the man on the ox cart threw the scones far away on both sides, and the refugees rushed to grab them wildly. The middle-aged man glanced around, looked at the direction of the city, and then turned around.

"What did the younger brother recite silently just now?" "It must be the secret given by the real person." "Didn't you see them chanting quietly?" "As long as you know, you will definitely not get sick, maybe you will get good rewards." "Maybe you can become a god." Someone talked about this incident. Many people can see the magical healing scene just now, and many people smelled the "scent". Now someone talked about it vividly, and everyone couldn't help but believe it.

The hungry and refugees gathered outside the city were weak due to hunger and were not so sane. They were confused by the scorching sun. Some people said that who was the "real person" was, and they couldn't help but believe it, some people said that they smelled the "scent", and they seemed to smell the smell.

A keen person may be able to see some clues here, but now this purgatory-like environment has long lost the most basic soberness and judgment. Moreover, people have the consciousness of following the herds. So many people say this, and they follow it.

Even in this situation, there are several insightful characters among the hungry refugees. They can notice that there are many new and strange faces outside the city. These people don’t look so hungry, but they dress themselves up as victims who suffer the most. Once the "real person" in the city appears, these new faces will lead the people around them to shout loudly and incite.

Some people died suddenly that night after expressing this view, while others saw something was wrong and left early. Under such circumstances, the victims outside Yuncheng City became increasingly crazy. They were not even willing to go to other places to move, and only stayed here begging the real people to take them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

The victims outside the city regarded this "real person" as a living god. The military and civilians of Yuncheng in the city also respected this "real person". Everyone knows that this real person's surname is Xu, a wealthy family moved from Juye County. He is devoutly believe in Buddhism. He is kind and generous on weekdays and helps the poor and has a high prestige. When people inside and outside the city encounter it, they think of it in advance, but this Xu Yuanwai, and they listen to his mediation.

In fact, even the magistrate of Yuncheng County and the Chief of the Bar here also had a deep diplomatic relationship with this Chief of Xu. The magistrate treated this Chief of the State Council with a gentle manner, and the Chief of the State Council always met Mr. Xu with the manner of meeting his superiors.

Xu Yuanwai's house is located in the north of Yuncheng City, where wealthy and noble gentry gather in the city. The Xu family's house is located in it, not big, but it shares walls with several families around it and is connected to each other.

"The magistrate entrusted the students to thank Mr. Xu. The magistrate said that if Mr. Xu had not gone out of the city to provide relief every day, Yuncheng would have suffered a great disaster. The magistrate also said that Mr. Xu would have made a list of daily relief money and grains. The magistrates in the county will never let Mr. Xu take responsibility independently." A middle-aged man with a master's appearance said respectfully in front of Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu already had a tired look on his face, but he still said a few polite words to the master before returning to his home yard.

The magistrate's magistrate waited for the Xu family to close the door before turning around and leaving. He was followed by a young man who looked like a servant. The two of them quietly walked out of the street. The magistrate stopped and looked back, but sighed.

"Why did Mr. Lou sigh?"

"The master will have to work in Yuncheng for four years, and I don't know if he can finish it safely."

"Scared, it's still four years since our mansion is not talking about it. Maybe we can't hold on this month? What if the hungry people outside come in?"

"The disaster is inside, not outside, this Xu Hongru" Master wanted to speak but stopped, and finally took a step forward.

Xu Yuanwai Xu Hongru returned to the courtyard, and the gentleness on his face turned into solemnity. The servants in the courtyard lowered their hands and looked respectful to the extreme. If there were characters from wealthy families here, they would be surprised to find that the rules of the Xu family's courtyard were no less than those of relatives and nobles.

"The Lord, the fragrance soup is ready, and it is just right for hot and cold at this time. Please take the Lord to take a bath to get rid of the bad luck." An old servant in his fifties bowed and said.

Xu Hongru nodded, and the old servant made a gesture to the front, and the few little maids who were in front of the main hall quickly turned around and prepared.

There was a fragrance filled the main hall, and several screens surrounded the large bathtub. There were petals floating on the water surface of the bathtub. If I hadn't seen it, no one would have believed that Yuncheng, the county town of Yanzhou Prefecture, had such enjoyment. Moreover, outside the city was like hell on earth, and no less than a hundred people died of diarrhea every day because of drinking dirty water, but this place was so luxurious.

While bathing, four beautiful girls were serving each other carefully. Outside the screen, two expressionless strong women stared at their every move. The strong women were wearing copper sticks around their waists, and they could hit them at any time.

Not long after, Xu Hongru walked out of the bathtub, and the maids hurriedly came forward to serve, their hair was scattered behind their backs, they changed into white silk robes, put on straw slippers, and walked towards the side of the house.

Although the Xu family's courtyard is not small, the bathing house is not big. When it comes to one side, the two strong women hurried forward and respectfully opened the wardrobe door. The cabinet door is a door, and there is another world inside. It turns out that the Xu family's courtyard is completely connected to the surrounding houses. From the outside, there are several houses, but there are ones inside. Such an area can only be found by a wealthy family.

There was a long corridor at the other end of the wardrobe door, and there were green and strong white robes standing solemnly on the corridor. When Xu Hongru appeared, they all knelt on one knee and said in a chant, "See the leader."

The old servant outside had already arrived here and bowed behind Xu Hongru. Xu Hongru walked two steps after entering the corridor, and then said calmly: "The two brothers of the Ma family left tonight, don't show up in front of people outside the city."

The old servant behind him quickly agreed, and Xu Hongru continued, "I also praised them for being smart. Since Ma Liu pretended to be seriously ill today, why did he not have any odor on his body? The soil on his face was so evenly applied. I even shrank when I touched his legs. Do you really think that everyone outside was confused?"

After walking a few more steps, the old servant lowered his voice and reported: "The Second Master, the Dharma Protector and the Councillor are all waiting in the living room, Lord."

"First go and recite scriptures and worship, and then see them."

When you turn around in front of the corridor, there is another secret room. The outside of these houses looks ordinary, but inside it seems like a maze. The secret room is not big, but it is very neat. There are several scrolls hanging on the wall, including Maitreya Buddha and Wusheng Lao Mother on it. There is only an incense burner on the incense table, three pillars of incense, and a futon on the ground.

Xu Hongru sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed his eyes, and the old servant outside brought the door.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people in their living room. Most of them were in their thirties and forties, and two in their fifties were in different dresses. Some looked like a grandmother, with a bold look in every move, while others looked at the rich and looked pampered and pampered family. In addition to this, there were also a few people wearing patched clothes, hunched bodies and deep wrinkles on their faces. They stood there with a cramped look. They looked at farmers who had clearly seen the world before. They were each sitting in their seats, without talking to each other, and at most they were looking at them.

When Xu Hongru walked in, he had already put on a black Taoist robe, his hair was still loose and his expression was solemn. More than a dozen people in the living room stood up and lay down on the ground. He said, "I have seen the Lord, Maitreya came to the world and spread the fragrance to the world."

"Don't be too polite to everyone here, just sit and talk." It is different from the fairy style outside the city, and it is also different from the high and arrogant just now. Xu Hongru's face was full of affectionate smiles at this time.

As soon as the people sat down one after another, a maid brought a small tea spot and then stepped down. The old servant presented Xu Hongru with both hands a thin booklet, and then stood behind Xu Hongru.

Xu Hongru opened the book and read it carefully. Others were waiting quietly for the rest of their hearts.

"Why did the tributes in Lin Qing this month be reduced by one-third?" Xu Hongru suddenly asked. The various divisions of the Wenxiang Cult must regularly pay silver and money to the headquarter, calling it "tributary".

After he asked this, a fat man sitting on the right quickly stood up. His face turned pale and he explained in fear and fear: "Master, Master Wang bought a opera troupe in Yangzhou. The 8,000 taels of silver were for Linqing, Jinan and Hejian Mansion in Northern Zhili for him to spread it."

"What the king leader? Now the leader is the master. It's right in front of you. Do you want to be burned by the sky fire when you speak like this?" A big man on the left shouted angrily and stood up. The fat man was so scared that he sat back.

"No nonsense. I am temporarily serving the position of the leader of the sect. The true teachings of the King are. However, rules are rules. In the future, the tribute money must first come to me, and then the sect will support the sect's expenses. Master Pan, don't have a next time, do you understand?" After Xu Hongru said that, the fat man who stood up nodded repeatedly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The Winter Scent Sect was originally founded by Wang Sen, Jizhou, Northern Zhili. Wang Sen was imprisoned twice ten years ago. At that time, Wang Sen's third son Wang Haoxian became the leader. However, for some reason, Wang Haoxian quickly let Xu Hongru temporarily take the position of leader, and he became the "venerable" and retreated behind the scenes. The headquarter was also moved from Shifo Village, Luanzhou, Northern Zhili to Yuncheng County, Yanzhou Prefecture, Shandong.
Chapter completed!