I can see the book of life and death

As his thoughts turned, Zhang Mingtu's thoughts had already landed on the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra.

If ordinary people learn that they have a talent in this area, they may have to choose between two top scriptures.

Zhang Mingtu has a life and death book, so he doesn't need to be so entangled.

The moment the thought fell, the light of the book of life and death in my mind bloomed slightly.

Above it, the last word recorded in "Balance" also disappeared and was replaced by brand new words.

Zhang Mingtu was born in 808 Daxia Calendar and died in 840 Daxia Calendar. He was 32 years old when he died. He was extremely talented and completed the Ksitigarbha Sutra. He died in Longxing Prefecture.

"cause and effect"

Mortals fear consequences, Bodhisattvas fear causes.

This can be said to be the essence of Buddhist classics.

But the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" is the opposite.

How could Ksitigarbha be afraid of causes when he made a vow to save the entire eighteen levels of hell, including even the innocent ghosts in the most vicious endless hell?

I still chose "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra". The patriarch Zhang Ji looked at me a little strangely, as if he was blaming me for taking a detour.

He had clearly explained the stakes and listed the best options and the second-best options for me, but I chose the worst option.

In the more than 800 years since the founding of Daxia, no one has successfully practiced "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra".

This is arguably the worst of all options.

The patriarch didn't give much advice, but there was disappointment in his eyes.

I haven't explained much either.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra is beyond imagination. I don’t know whether it was me who influenced Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra, or whether Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra influenced me.

My eyes can't hold too much sand.

In the past, I could tolerate seeing darkness for a while, but now it is unbearable.

Winter has come suddenly, and it is rare to see continuous heavy snow in the area south of the Yangtze River.

I was delighted with this rare heavy snowfall, but I also saw an old man carrying charcoal on his back freezing to death in a snowy store, and no one cared.

Poor man, he is only dressed in plain clothes, and he is worried and wishing for the cold weather.

The scenes in the ancient poems appear so cruel and bloody in reality.

The hawker in the store who specializes in collecting sales fees didn't take it seriously. He called out "bad luck" and dragged away half a cart of charcoal as sales fees.

I was confused and angry at the same time.

An old man selling straw mats on the street sighed, took a rolled straw mat, and wrapped it around the charcoal seller.

I remained silent and helped everyone move the old man's body to a wasteland outside the city, dig a hole and bury it.

In his mind, dragons roared and tigers roared, but they were both a little confused.

I could beat the tax collector collecting sales fees to death with one punch, but I also know that it has nothing to do with him.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" is vaguely touching.

The sky is covered with heavy snow, it is getting colder and colder, the sky and the earth are vast, but the mood is no longer the same as before.

There was a young lady and a young man from a wealthy family who were buying beef and mutton in the market.

I vaguely heard the boy in charge of shopping talking about the beautiful scenery and drinking wine in the snow. I guess it was their master's order.

In the market, the people who brought cattle, sheep, charcoal, and firewood were all wearing thin clothes and were shivering in the wind and snow, but they still had to force a smile on their faces.

He who is covered with silken clothes is not a sericulture person.

I asked myself, can I change this situation?

The answer is simple, I can't.

So should we change it?

I want to try it!

When the thought was firm, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra turned and vaguely sucked out a wisp of Yin energy from the dead charcoal seller.

I could vaguely feel the life of the charcoal seller. He also had a wife and children at home.

I was pleasantly surprised when I saw the heavy snowfall this morning. I thought my charcoal could be sold at a good price, so I came to the market early.

He was not worried about wearing thin clothes. He often did this when he was young, but he never thought that he was old and frail.

There was a vendor selling hot mutton soup nearby, but he couldn't bear the two cents, thinking that he could buy more meat to take home.

When the vision gradually turns dark and the hands and feet lose control, it is no longer possible to change.

This kind of experience makes me feel angry.

If I hadn't seen how good it was, I would have sighed in my heart.

Or maybe practicing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s Original Vow Sutra also gave me a hint of Bodhisattva’s heart.

I still tried to change it.

The people are not able to make a living, and they work hard all day long and cannot afford food and clothing. There must be someone oppressing them.

The biggest oppressor in Jianyi is undoubtedly the county magistrate and the many wealthy families surrounding the county magistrate.

If I want to bring them down, my personal strength is completely insufficient, nor is the Zhang family and the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

But none of this should have come from me.

I collected details about the dikes and granaries.

The person responsible for transporting grain is the Wang family of Jianyi, who is the in-law of the county magistrate Han Qiong.

One of the legitimate daughters of the Wang family married the son of the county magistrate.

The Wang family is the largest grain merchant in Jianyi, and the Wang family's grain shop can be said to be famous in Jianyi.

Jiangnan can be called a land of fish and rice, with huge harvests of food every year.

There was countless grain in the warehouse, but it was actually short-sold by the Wang family.

However, many residents in Jianyi did not have enough to eat. Of course, the food did not disappear out of thin air, but was transported through the developed water transportation on Jiangnan West Road and sold throughout Jiangnan.

This is also related to the Li family who are responsible for water transportation.

The more I investigated the information, the more uneasy I became.

Before, I only knew that it was closely related, but I never thought it was so important.

The county magistrate and many wealthy families in Jianyi are almost connected together and are inseparable.

They even dared to resell weapons and do business with rebellious people from all over the world.

This thing is simply unbelievable and subverts my thinking.

The local governor personally sold the weapons in his hands to the local rebels.

After my investigation reached this point, I no longer dared to continue.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid that in the middle of the career, these characters will be completely knocked down and die. That would be a pity.

There are many masters in the army, and there are also quite a few top figures raised by aristocratic families. I have sensed people who have undergone marrow cleansing and blood exchange many times.

The investigation has come to an end for the time being, but the many clues and connections obtained so far are enough.

I recorded all the surveyed information, personnel, communication methods, and methods of transporting grain in the grain depot...

The only thing missing is the corresponding account books and bills, but the person holding the account book is extremely scary, and I dare not approach it at all.

However, the current clues are enough. The county magistrate and many aristocratic families have gone too far, and many things are not covered up, or covered up in a very careless way.

The entire upper class of Jianyi's aristocratic families are more or less related to the county magistrate. Perhaps they never imagined that anyone would want to investigate them.

I submitted a lot of information, and General Jin Yiwei had a strange look in his eyes, staring at me for a long time.

After a long time, he nodded.

"Have some backbone!"

I watched with my own eyes as General Jinyiwei submitted the relevant information, and he even specially signed my name on the investigation report.