My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 231 Investigation
Yu Dayou stood up at this time, put Zhu Xiangyang aside, and observed the murals and sculptures beside him with Xu Youbang.

"It's a bit like the style of Zen Buddhism in the Nanliang period——"

Xu Youbang said, although he glanced at the young man on the ground with a slightly worried look.

But he also knew that there was nothing wrong with Yu Dayou's current performance.

As the emperor's imperial guards, they should take obedience to the emperor's orders as their top priority.

Besides, these mortals - the Northern Guardsmen are not the ones who need the protection of the Forbidden Army.

To a certain extent, these mortals protected the Forbidden Army with their lives and assisted them in completing the tasks assigned by the Emperor.

It is the honor of these northern defense soldiers to die here, and there is no need for their own pitiful pity.

If it were placed in the court and in public, it would probably be said like this——

But if the emperor knew the tragic situation of these northern defense soldiers, and knew that these Zhu family's children were supporting the old and young, men and women, Taizu's blood had been swallowed up by these dark things.

The emperor will definitely blame himself and be sad for what happened to these northern defense soldiers.

Xu Youbang sighed in his heart.

But no matter what, whether it is burying these ordinary warriors or applying to the emperor to improve their treatment and solve their difficulties, we can only wait until the immediate matters are dealt with.

As for the lucky boy who once escaped from the devil's cave alone, I hope the emperor will protect him.

Xu Youbang came back to his senses and carefully looked at the mural in front of him.

There are six murals in total, but only the last two can barely make out their contents.

Xu Youbang looked at them in order.

Most of the contents on the murals are about certain sacrifices in Buddhist temples.

The content of the first two pictures looks quite ordinary, very much in the style of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The aristocracy is decadent, extravagant, extravagant and fighting for wealth, and has no mercy for the lower class.

Most of the contents are about monks preparing delicacies, entertaining noble pilgrims in Jinling City, and inviting skilled craftsmen to recast the golden body of the golden Buddha in the portrait.

The ceremony was solemn. The monks of Wanfo Temple invited the best musicians to accompany them, and the dancers danced the enchanting Eighteen Heavenly Demonic Dances from Buddhism in the Western Regions.

There are many pilgrims and lay people coming and going in the Buddhist temple, but none of them are naked with many eminent monks.

Now the place where the plaque of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple should be hung is written with four big characters.

Uncovered meeting.

The plaque of Dongtai Temple is still shining brightly under the Buddhist light at the top of the mountain gate.

At the banquet, people of all colors gathered together to sing, dance and have fun.

Nuns, monks, Taoist priests, princes, officials, royalty——

Pushing cups and changing cups, chanting poems and singing songs, among them, jade bodies are laid out, melons, fruits and delicacies are heard, and fairy sounds are lingering - it is really like a fairyland.

People's faces were full of joy and satisfaction.

It seems that they are not in the southern country where wars and turmoil are endless.

Rather, it is truly like the legendary Buddhist kingdom on earth, a paradise where you can abandon all worries and indulge in enjoyment.

These dignitaries did not care at all about the suffering of the common people outside Jinling City behind their backs. Their eyes were filled with golden buildings and jade buildings, which were extremely luxurious. The world in their eyes was so harmonious and beautiful.

The corners of the murals that have been deliberately daubed and blackened are those victims who are in ragged clothes and skinny because of the perennial war in the southwest.They looked at the closed gates of Jinling City in front of them, and saw the prosperous scene where the powerful and powerful were having sex with each other only separated by a wall. They held their wives and children who died of cold and starvation in their arms, and their eyes were full of resentment.

Behind the hysterical and almost crazy hedonistic behavior of the powerful people in the Southern Dynasties, what was going to happen seemed to be obvious.

Although the life of these Southern Dynasty dignitaries in front of him was luxurious, the painter did not try his best to exaggerate their joy. On the contrary, in the endless banquet and laughter, they drank and drank, but could not hide the despair and panic in their eyes.

For everything that is happening in the world, they may not be as ignorant as many people imagine. Perhaps it is because they are too clear about the trajectory of history, but they know very well that they do not have the power and ability to change the destined outcome. Wisdom will act so crazy at this time.

The Song Dynasty was destroyed and the Qi Dynasty was revived; the Qi Dynasty was destroyed and the Liang Dynasty was established——

When will the building collapse this time?

But the weird thing about history is that no one can really know what will happen at the next moment.

That was the iron cavalry from the north, which shattered all the extravagance and wealth in Jinling City in front of them, and the years were peaceful.

Xu Youbang saw the last mural, which was completely different from the previous two.

The cavalry composed of black shadows crossed the Yangtze River and conquered the quarry overnight. They rushed towards the prosperous and prosperous Jinling like a giant beast that chooses people to devour.

The princes and generals of Nanliang were panicked when they heard that Hou Jing was crossing the river, and they all wanted to abandon the city and leave. However, under the siege of Beiqi under Hou Jing's command, the four gates of Jinling were tightly closed.

In the end, these princes and generals, dressed in silk silk and carrying mountains of gold and jade, starved to death in the magnificent golden palace together with their lovely wives and concubines.

They died in the same way as those ragged victims outside the city, like a great being's silent mockery of the princes and generals in front of them who thought they were great.

In the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple outside the city, a group of monks worshiped devoutly around a huge Buddha statue. Their expressions were panic, and the Jinling City in the distance was burning in the flames of war.

The fear of these monks seemed to come not only from the burning Jinling City behind them, but also from the compassionate ancient Buddha in front of them who was shedding blood and tears, as if he couldn't bear to see the people being massacred by the Northern Captives.

The face of the ancient Buddha in front of him made Yu Dayou subconsciously feel familiar.

He recalled carefully, and suddenly, he remembered something.

He called Xu Youbang.

Pointing to the Buddha head on the mural, he said.

"Is this the Buddha head in front of the mountain gate of Wanfo Temple?"

Xu Youbang carefully looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, which was of exquisite craftsmanship and seemed to be made in heaven without any craftsmanship.gave a positive response.

"It does seem to be——"

Xu Youbang nodded, looked at it carefully twice, and confirmed.

He covered these murals with his hands, trying to find more clues about the mystery of the demise of Dong Thai Temple in the murals.

The painting in the mural is most likely not the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple above the underground palace at this time.

But the Southern Dynasty was prosperous for a while, and Emperor Wu of Liang sacrificed his life to serve Buddha several times, and was even able to influence the political situation of the Southern Dynasty, and the Tongtai Temple was famous in history.

Could it be that Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was a branch re-established by the surviving monks after the demise of Dongtai Temple, or could it be that Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple intentionally occupied the former site of Dongtai Temple.

The monks of Wanfo Temple should know the existence of this underground palace.

After all, the entrance to the underground palace is not well hidden.

Moreover, it is impossible not to carefully inspect the surrounding environment when placing the Ten Thousand Buddha Lins of the ancestors stored together with them.

"Some Jin Yiwei should have come down before—"

Xu Youbang felt a familiar knife mark.

Familiar moves, familiar weapons.

"let me see--"

Yu Dayou was a little excited when he heard this.

After finding out how these Jin Yiwei died 40 years ago, I can go back and do my job.

Xu Youbang in front of him stepped aside, and Yu Dayou stepped forward to observe.

It is indeed the mark left by the Xiuchun knife.

"With such great strength, what kind of knife can withstand such a cutting——"

Yu Dayou said and groped around.

The knife mark was so deep that it almost penetrated into the stone wall.

Of course, it proved that the skill of Jin Yiwei who wielded the sword was indeed extraordinary.

How could he use a long, light and slender knife like the Xiuchun Dao to such an effect.

But on the other hand, no matter how high the user's martial arts skills are, no matter how sophisticated the Xiuchundao's casting process is, it cannot be compared with the long ax blade specially used for chopping.

Even if the Xiuchun knife does not break after this blow, it will definitely not be usable again. In this case, it is most likely to be thrown away and replaced with a spare weapon to continue fighting.

As for the embroidered spring knife that was brought back to the ground by the Jin Yiwei, Yu Dayou did not think that even he and Xu Youbang, two forbidden soldiers who had been gifted by the emperor, were seriously injured when they came here.

The Jin Yiwei who fought the final bloody battle here was obviously able to fight his way back to the surface after a hard battle here.

You know, none of the elite Jinyiwei who came to Jinling to investigate the Xiaoling earthquake 40 years ago returned to the capital.

"Look for anything else—"

While talking, Yu Dayou actually fished up the half-cut blade from the bottom of the river.

The blade is slender and combines the characteristics of Tang Dao and Miao Dao. It can both chop and stab. It is light and easy to carry.

The name Xiuchundao comes from a poem by Du Fu. It was later adopted by literati in the Song Dynasty as the name of a garden and passed down. In the Ming Dynasty, it became the name of the sword worn by Jin Yiwei.

"Embroidered clothes are in the spring when the Han Dynasty is standing, and the colorful clothes are getting closer to the court."

Looking at the vague verses on the broken blade that were eroded by the water, Yu Dayou felt that his idea was right.

"It seems that Jin Yiwei did come here 40 years ago."

Yu Dayou said, and Xu Youbang suddenly stopped him behind him.

He turned around and saw Xu Youbang tinkering with the bronze bust in his hand.

With a click, two pieces of cloth fell out.

But judging from their color, the time when the two were stored in the bronze statue was very different.

"This is--"

This feel is the red robe worn by the Jin Yiwei of Beizhen Fusi when he is on official business.

Xu Youbang opened the door in front of him. This may be the last message left for him by the group of royal guards during the Chenghua period.

"The earthquake in Nanjing was not the fault of the Holy One. It was actually caused by the evil spirits in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. I hope that future generations will see this and submit it to the inner court to wash away the stigma of the Holy One. I am grateful -"

After that, the Jin Yiwei briefly explained how they searched for traces along the way and jointly investigated with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. As a result, they encountered the resurgence of a certain entity that caused the Jinling earthquake, and most of the Jin Yiwei were infected and transformed into golden Buddhas without knowing it.

The remaining people were forced into the underground palace, and he was the only one who survived under the attacks of the evil spirits. He did not have much confidence in leaving the underground palace, so he left this letter to explain the whole story, and then tried to pass through the evil spirits and return. Return to the capital.

Seeing this, Xu Youbang felt that this group of Jin Yiwei might have been too unlucky and happened to encounter the resurgence of the terrifying thing in Jinling. As a result, the entire army was wiped out unexpectedly.

But Jin Yiwei's last subtle reminder made Xu Youbang feel like a thorn in his back.

“The things under the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple are strange and strange, and there are many people who covet them, including the White Lotus Demon and the foreign races in the sea. However, we have already investigated the cause of the earthquake in Nanjing and want to send people back to the capital.

As a result, three edicts were issued in succession in the middle of the month, all of which were edicts from the emperor in the inner court. The contents conflicted with each other, so that we could only temporarily stay in the Buddhist temple. As a result, we suffered the current disaster - Wanfo Temple suffered such a disaster, and Jinling City unexpectedly had an army. After three days of hard fighting, all the soldiers and horses of the Zhenfu Division were killed or injured. Many times, they asked the eminent monks in the temple to write letters asking for help, but nothing was heard from them.

It is puzzling that local governments are still on the sidelines - if future generations want to continue investigating, they need to be very careful and not make the same mistakes as we have made today. "

(End of this chapter)