"I heard this..."

On the altar, Posrah put his hands together and recited the scriptures.

Around Posra, there are ascetic monks like him, and there are also people who don’t know what they are thinking about.

No one does the beheading business, but someone does the beheading business that makes money.

There are benefits, let alone fake monks, even if they are fake, someone will do it.

But Posra is a real ascetic monk. Just as there must be darkness when there is light, it is also darkness that may highlight the value of light.

When he first heard that Lu Bu, the great protector of the Western Regions, was going to hold the Ullambana Dharma Assembly, Posra was very happy.

As Posar, who came to the Western Regions to preach Buddhism in his early years, the Han people were a little unfamiliar to him. These Han people suddenly emerged and replaced the Kushans and became a new force controlling the Western Regions.

In Posilo's opinion, these Han people were actually no different from the Kushan people. They looked like nouveau riche, and pursued luxury and splendor. So when Posilo learned that Lu Bu, the great protector of the Western Regions, was going to give a lesson, he came happily. He believed that only by changing the idea of ​​the leader of this area could this land full of killing and destruction, and restore peace to the yellow sand and blood.

Posra had met Kushan people and Ayurves. He also met many other Semen people. He felt that language barriers were not a big problem, because they would naturally become connected after getting along for a long time, so the difficulty lies in how to get along. He came to the Western Regions to help farmers work, drive carts, and do all the good deeds he could do. On the one hand, it was for the purpose of practicing, and on the other hand, he also hoped to expand to great love through his own small kindness.

When I first met Lu Bu, Posluo felt the oppression brought by Lu Bu's height beyond ordinary people. Under the shining armor, it was like a ferocious beast. Only then did Posluo realize that there were so many rumors about Lu Bu's reputation among the Western Regions that were not groundless.

At that time, Posra was afraid, but happy, because he felt that he had finally had the opportunity to preach Buddhism to Lu Bu, so that Lu Bu could be inspired by Buddhism, escape from the Shura path, and save the suffering of thousands of people in the Western Regions.

Therefore, no matter how unreasonable or inappropriate the process of the Dharma Assembly made by Wei Xu was, Posilo did not care too much. On the one hand, his Chinese was not very good, and on the other hand, he felt that this was just the beginning and there was no need to be too demanding. Buddhism was more focused on the inner rather than the external form.

But what Posrat didn't expect was that this was indeed the beginning and the end.

The strong wind blew across the altar.

The flags and flames are fluttering and roaring.

Originally, I thought it was a perfect and grand day, because the great gurus of the Western Regions took off his armor and put on ordinary robes. Posro thought it was the most beautiful beginning, but everything changed when the soldiers rushed to the altar.

Posra was escorted and walked forward, he was confused.

What exactly happened?

The soldiers arrested these monks and punched and kicked them.

The originally prosperous and gorgeous robe was stripped off, revealing its body inside, just like a Buddha statue suddenly lost its luster, revealing the mud and straw inside.

At a loss and at a loss, Posra was driven and beaten. From above the altar to below the altar, it was like he was blissing from the west to the east. It seemed that some soldiers were hitting him with scabbards or guns, but he seemed to feel no sound or much pain, because he was muddy and the sudden change made his brain almost crash and unable to accept everything from the outside world, making him wonder if he was still dreaming, and then he could blink and wake up again.

The blink was useless. As the Han soldiers ordered, Posra's vision shook for a moment, then lowered, the earth came towards him and hit his nose and cheeks. The pain finally entered the processing stack of the brain along the nerves, making him realize that this was not a dream. Then he heard the noise around him, buzzing so hard that his eardrums were ringing!

The Han harem waved his hands, clenched his fists, his anger rose as if it were the substance, and his voice was as loud as thunder. "Dear men, do you know what these people in front of you are?!"

"They are Kushan spies!"

"They deceived us, and while lied to us, they were lying to peace, they were launching a war against us!"

"They united the horse thieves, plundered everywhere, destroyed the military camps, and slaughtered the people!"

"Then they actually said that this is practice and this is merit!"

"This is a nonsense practice!"

"The merits of the fart!"

In the roar, the Han guardian angrily pulled out the battle knife from the waist of the guard beside him, walked to a kneeling monk, and then slashed it down with a knife!

The bright red color dyed the sky red.

Blood and fire rose up!

『…』 Poslo opened his mouth and shouted something, but not only did he not hear what he was shouting, but even the people around him could not hear clearly.

Because there was a hustle and bustle around, countless people seemed to be shouting.

Posluo looked around, and he subconsciously wanted to find someone to prove that he was not a spy. But the crowd was shaking, the flames were rising, and blood was stained with him. He could not find or see clearly.

Someone took advantage of the gap to jump to Lu Bu, as if crying, and was begging for mercy. However, he didn't expect that the man's crying and begging for mercy made Lu Bu even more angry. He yelled and killed the man with one knife!

"How dare you deceive me!"

"Pretended to be a monk! I know! These monks are fake! Fake!"

"They are not monks, they are Kushan dogs! They are dogs!"

『Kill them! Kill them all!』

The blood-stained sword raised.

The people around him fell one by one.

"Since they are dogs, since they remind us, since they really want to fight, then let us fight with dignity! Today, let these spies from Kushan go to the expedition to sacrifice flags for us!"

"No, don't fight!" Posro burst out with amazing power. He struggled, so that the soldiers behind him could not hold it for a while, so that he could pounce near Lu Bu, "No, don't fight! War..."

But before Posluo finished speaking, Lu Bu grabbed his head with one hand, then smashed him hard on the ground, then kicked him directly, and scolded the soldier, "Bad! You can't even hold on! If you can't hold on, you can go to sacrifice the flag with these guys!"

The soldier responded loudly, then raised his scabbard and smashed it on the back of Posrat's head.

Blood splattered out. Before he fell into the boundless darkness, Posro could only hear the sound of his own skull shattering, and the roar like a ferocious beast, "The big man is victorious!!"

"We are going to fight!!"

『Wan Sheng!』

"Go to the expedition!!"

…━((*′д｀)博(′д｀*))━!!!…

Countless people were shaking and dispersing in panic.

War, war!

The war is about to begin again!

The people of the West Sea who came to attend the ceremony happily were now running back home in panic.

I don’t know if the rice and grain at home are enough, I don’t know if the Zhuanghe in the field is still planted, and whether the cattle and sheep outside will be killed. I don’t know if my life can still survive tomorrow...

Amid the loud cheers of the soldiers, the people of Xihai City were extremely panicked and left one after another. Fortunately, this place was a suburb, relatively open, and there was no sign of trampling.

In the hearts of these people in the West Sea, they were not as "united against the enemy" as Lu Bu expected.

These are the people who migrated from Heluo, Longyou, Jingzhou, Shandong, and from some places where wars had occurred before. They did not have joy in the war, only disgust.

Perhaps only those who have never experienced war and who can benefit from it will have full expectations for war, but most people who have experienced or been traumatized in the war are disgusted with war, even if Lu Bu declared that he wanted to clear out spies, defend his country, and stabilize the country.

Amid the panic, some small and tender voices sounded.

"Mom, why do we have to go home? Didn't we say we could eat meat?"

"Eat a ghost! No meat left! Didn't you hear the officials say that it's going to fight!"

『o(╥﹏╥)o...Isn't it good to eat meat? I want to eat meat."

"Be good, go home and eat steamed buns."

"Mom, can I eat white steamed buns..."

"no!"

"Why? I remember being able to eat white steamed buns before... We haven't eaten white steamed buns for a long time..."

"Be good, white buns are expensive. Before, two white buns are worth one, but now they cost two! Your parents only earn so much money, and they can't afford it..."

『Why? Why are white buns expensive?』

"That's not going to fight! The official said he was going to fight!"

"Then...why did that high-ranking official fight?"

"He, he said, those people are spies...bad people, they are going to cause destruction and harm us..."

"But, but... but they didn't come, we couldn't eat white steamed buns either?"

"That's a bad guy, do bad guys know? Good guys want to beat bad guys. We are good guys."

"Good people...good people don't have white steamed buns..."

"Why do you remember the white steamed buns?!"

"But I recognize that there is an uncle among the people arrested. He is a good person. Last time...

"Shh! Shut up! The official said that uncle was a bad guy, that was a bad guy! Otherwise we would be in trouble! We would become a bad guy! Do you understand?"

The tender voice stopped for a long time, and then he answered softly, "Oh..."

…(～￣(OO)￣)ブ…

Among the Great Protectorate, chaos was scattered.

"What? The Protector is going to go to war?"

"Nonsense! Didn't you see that I'm busy here? Come and help!"

The minor officials in the Major Protector's Office were so busy that they had to hit the back of their heads.

Going to the war is not just about saying two simple words.

At the order of the Protector of the Great Duo, all the officials became busy.
To be continued...