Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1490: 1162 Day Protector

Chapter 1490 1162. Master Sun Protector

Jiulinshan is always in the temple.

This is the name of this temple, which enjoys a certain reputation in the Mino area and even in Japan as a whole.

This is mainly because this temple believes in Nichiren Buddhism. It is also the only temple in the Inaba area that believes in Nichiren Buddhism.

Today, Nichiren Buddhism is the branch with the highest reputation and momentum among Japanese Buddhism.

The difference between Nichiren Buddhism and other sects is that they are not directly related to Buddhism from the Western continent. The name of the sect is directly named after its founder, Nichiren.

It is a Buddhist school born in Japan.

The teachings of Nichiren Buddhism believe that only the Myoho-renge-kyo, also known as the Lotus Sutra, is the true dharma of Buddhism, and denounces the other sects as evil dharma.

During the time of the founder Nichiren Shonin, he even wrote to the Japanese court, wanting to declare the Lotus Sutra as the righteous Dharma through a decree and abolish the remaining schools of Pure Land, Shingon, Zen, etc.

This extreme approach led to Nichiren being exiled several times.

After all, most of the time, people still use their brains.

But today, the world has been in turmoil for eighty-eight years. The more chaotic the world becomes, the more extreme doctrines and opinions will have a market and fans.

Regardless of East or West, people are generally the same.

No one is smarter than anyone else, and no one is more rational than anyone else.

Therefore, in this chaotic Japanese Warring States Period, the Nichiren Sect was like the Church of Eternal Fire in the magical Middle Ages.

Because of its extreme teachings, it can carry out activities with more organizational power and efficiency than other sects.

Master Ribo looked toward the courtyard.

Looking down from the yard on the mountainside, you can see the Nagara River on the opposite side.

The large mountain in front of the temple towering over the Mino Plain is Mount Inaba.

"If it were a few decades ago, then from here at this moment, Inaba Mountain would be a dense green, without any other colors."

The temple master, who was wearing a robe embellished with gold threads and a monk's hat decorated with jade and pearls on his head, spoke softly as if expressing himself.

From the back, this set of solemn clothes will make people look fat, but at the same time they also look very aura.

However, the few people who maintained the soil seat posture and carefully knelt behind the seat master knew that if they looked at Master Rigo from the front, he actually had a peaceful face and looked young.

Her jaw is slightly wide, her sandalwood-colored eyebrows are slender, her eyes are gentle, and her lips are red, making her reminiscent of the ladies in those paintings.

But even though they had all seen the Master's gentle and feminine face, they still didn't dare to move at this time.

"It's a pity." Sure enough, after sighing with emotion, Master Rigo continued, "Since Horenbo came to Mino, established a firm foothold, and built this Inaba Mountain Castle, the variegated colors on the mountain have become more and more... Bigger. It’s like a spreading abscess.”

"It's really ugly, isn't it?" Master Rihuo turned his head slightly and showed a profile, "A mud-legged man with no sense of elegance ruined the scenery like this for the sake of a city."

Although the group of people behind Master Rigo wore ordinary clothes, under the clothes, the cold outlines of their huddled movements could be clearly seen.

These people were wearing armor, and even if the armor was covered with clothes, it still smelled like blood.

With disheveled beard and hair and fierce eyes, I am afraid that when people in this era are traveling far away and walking on the road, their first reaction when encountering such a person is - mountain bandit!

They are indeed bandits. To be more precise, they are not just ordinary bandits, they are the leaders of several bands of bandits in Meinong!

But at this time, the bandit leaders, who were killing people, setting fires, eating meat and drinking wine, were like a few domestic dogs, kneeling quietly behind a person from outside the area, a senior monk.

It's just like the Shura Yaksha in the Buddhist murals who were inspired by the Buddha and sincerely paid homage to him.

If it were seen by believers who often stay in the temple, they might shed pious tears immediately and express their feelings about the boundless Dharma, right?

But the greater possibility is that believers who see this scene will immediately disappear from this world.

The bandit leaders did not dare to talk to him because they knew that the Master did not want to talk to them, pigs and dogs who didn't even have a last name.

Just feeling emotional.

And who is feeling emotional?

Falianfang, as far as these bandit leaders know, should be the name of the [Meinong Viper] who became a monk when he was young.

At that time, Master Rihu, who had a close personal relationship with him, was called Nanyangfang.

It seemed that the master, who was born in the Nagai family, a powerful family in Mino, had not lost the slightest bit of resentment and regret in his chest even if his life was spared by the other party.

The bandit leaders were thinking vaguely.

The other party was born in the Nagai family and became the head of the temple. Even in Meinong now, most of the big shots are related to others.

It's different from the mud-legged ones like myself, so it's normal to think about it.

"Everyone, now is the time to start preparing to make a fortune."

After expressing his emotions, Master Rihu turned around and spoke in a very pragmatic and down-to-earth manner.

As soon as the word 'make money' came out, the bandit leaders who were just crouching and kneeling now looked up with light in their eyes.

"Go ahead and burn and kill them."

The calm and low voice of Master Rihu was now like a living worm, burrowing into people's ears and brains.

"In a few days, chaos will break out in many places. At that time, it will be a good time for you to invade the villages, rape, plunder, and become wealthy."

The peaceful monk is wrapped in gorgeous robes, and sandalwood beads are playing in his delicate palms.

But the monk with a peaceful and compassionate face spoke calmly and calmly, making the bandits smile unconsciously.

"Rape women and girls, chop babies and old people to death, take men away to work as coolies, empty their belongings and slaughter livestock."

Master Rihuo still spoke calmly, but as the beads turned, the corners of the bandits' mouths grew wider and wider.

"Just, just like what I did before?"

In their excitement, the bandits even dared to interrupt.

And Master Rihu didn't take it seriously at all, smiling like a generous elder.

"Yes." "You can kill or burn them as you like. You can do whatever you want to those untouchables who are like pigs and dogs. Their grievances and their filth are all things that cannot be brought to the table."

"It's a despicable thing." The Master's monk's hat shook his head slightly, "Even after death, it is despised."

The bandits didn't think anything was wrong.

They have been working for Master Rihu for several years, and indeed, as the Master said, they killed people, stole goods, and tortured others wantonly, but they were not stained with any "filth".

Even if they live in the mountains, nothing dirty will come to them.

This all depends on the blessing of Buddha!

"Then, how do we arrange the order this time?"

A bandit leader asked impatiently.

"It's time for us to take action first, Master!"

In order not to attract attention, so that people cannot notice that several groups of bandits in Meinong have been integrated into a whole.

Usually they even have to loot according to order and plan.

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Killing people and stealing goods has become a business that requires compliance with rules.

But this time

"No, no need."

Master Rihuo spoke softly, but the excited bandits immediately became silent.

"Let's all go, let's go together. Let's burn and kill."

What he said seemed to come out of his head.

But I don’t know why. It’s obviously a nice morning, but when the sun shines into this monastery, it makes people feel less warm.

The bandit leaders seemed to have lost their minds inexplicably at this time.

Their eyes were slightly red.

"The accumulation is complete."

Talking without end, Master Rihu stood up steadily amidst the rustle of luxurious clothes, and took out two boxes, one large and one small, on the shelf in his room.

One is boxy and the other is elongated.

He pushed the square box, which could almost be called a box, toward the bandits and opened the lid.

Suddenly, a psychedelic golden light shone into everyone's eyes.

Those people's eyes, which were already red, looked even more intoxicated and obsessed under the psychedelic golden light.

Even pure gold under the sun will never have such an attractive and beautiful light.

"Take the spirit stone. Use it as you wish."

"Whether it's inviting monsters as the vanguard or inserting them into your own bodies, I've taught you all, right?"

"And it doesn't matter how much trouble you want, but someone has to go to Shisanying Village, which disrespects the Buddha. That's it."

Silently, the smiles on the faces of the bandit leaders grew wider and wider.

They hugged the square box, their arms tangled together, as if no one wanted to let go. The iron pieces of the armor under the clothes started to become so stiff that they rattled and refused to let go.

Master Rihuo no longer looked at them, but listened to the sounds of struggling and gasping getting further and further away.

And he leisurely moved an easel from the edge of the bookshelf.

Opening the remaining long box, a scroll was hung on the easel and slowly unfolded.

A picture of a woman, simple in composition and color, appears on an easel.

Master Rihuo sat on his knees in front of the picture of a woman, as if he was appreciating it seriously.

But as the sunlight shining in from outside flickered, a strange sound appeared, as if coming from a crack in the ground.

The sound was like wind, moving through the courtyard.

Just like human beings screaming and wailing under fire and slashing.

It was hard to tell whether it was an illusion of the wind or a real scream.

On the scroll, the originally graceful and elegant woman with her eyes closed slowly opened her eyes in the change of light and shadow, and An Ran's face became ferocious, with fangs growing out.

A gray ink stain invisible to ordinary people spread from the scroll and dripped to the ground, spreading towards Master Rihuo who was kneeling and admiring the painting.

The Master did not move, but a mysterious beast suddenly appeared next to him.

It was a tapir, as dreamy and golden as the so-called spiritual stone shining on a human face, with a crown and Shinto charm patterns on its body.

After opening its mouth, it inhaled through its long nose, and the ink spread out was swallowed whole, and then it spit it out and covered it on the scroll.

The dream-eating tapir squatted next to Master Rihu.

It was like a man and an animal, both admiring this dirty painting.

[Residue] will tend to target and contaminate a certain person. It is incredible enough to say this.

But this incredible resentment and hatred were suppressed invisibly in front of Master Rihu, just for a moment as the guardian spirit spoke.

Even the filth cannot even consume itself.

Master Rihuo wants these filths to be consumed in such a place, so they are qualified to be consumed somewhere.