Chapter 786

The next day, in Chang'an city.

Dressed in exotic costumes, master Naro walked in the rosefinch street and attracted everyone's attention everywhere he went.

In fact, Hu people are not uncommon in Chang'an city. In the west market, there are all kinds of Hu people. However, master Naro is particularly conspicuous. Dressed as an ascetic monk, he looks miserable and walks barefoot.

However, even in the face of people's surprised eyes, master Naro still walked happily on the street and recited the Buddha's name constantly.

Suddenly! A loud noise came,

"The horse was surprised."

With a cry of surprise, I saw a vigorous Qinghai good horse suddenly frightened for some reason, constantly crashing, and pedestrians dodging on the road. But master Naro ignored it and still walked on the street.

"Get away!" the horse owner shouted anxiously at master Naro. Unfortunately, it was too late. The frightened Qinghai horse hit master Naro heavily and flew out directly.

"Bang!"

With the dull voice, master Naro flew high and fell heavily to the ground. His head was bent at a strange angle, which was particularly terrible.

"Dead!"

The people in the street knew that they could not live. They exclaimed one after another that the owner of the Qinghai horse was almost paralyzed by fear. His horse killed people. This time, it would put him in prison.

"Inform Mo hospital and Chang'an County Government quickly!" someone warned. In case of an accident, it has almost become the consensus of Chang'an citizens to immediately notify Mo hospital and Chang'an County Government.

Everyone woke up and quickly rang the city's early warning system. With the alarm bell, an ambulance and a car of captors arrived almost at the same time.

Mo Wu stepped out of the carriage first. This time it was his turn to take the first aid. He came at the first time. Seeing the twisted head of master Naro on the ground, he couldn't help sighing. With his medical experience, the monk must have been hopeless.

"It's doctor Mo Wu. Can this monk be saved?" Constable Cao hurried over and asked.

Mo Wu came forward to explore his breathing, shook his head and said, "the neck is twisted like this, and there is no breathing. It is difficult for the immortal to save."

Constable Cao sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. The murder occurred in the street of Chang'an city. This is not a small matter. Now the Buddhist family is in a sensitive period and suddenly died a monk. You should be careful.

"First gather his body to Mo hospital temporarily, and then inquire from other temples where the monk hangs the bill, and then deal with it." Constable Cao said reluctantly that Mo hospital has a special morgue, which has always cooperated with the county government.

"That's the only way!" Mo nodded.

Mo Wu once followed the army on the western expedition. Although he was young, he had no fear of the body. At present, he bent over and turned his head to cooperate with several doctors to straighten master Naro's head.

"Er!"

Suddenly, a strange sound came from Mo Wuzhi's hand. When he looked at it, he saw that the fan monk whose neck had been twisted suddenly opened his mouth, inhaled, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Alive! Unexpectedly alive!" the owner of the Qinghai horse who caused the accident was suddenly ecstatic.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was in an uproar and surrounded one after another. The monk lying on the ground stood up slowly.

"Bring the dead back to life!"

"It's incredible."

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Although Datang has spared no effort to crack the superstition after ink magazine, he saw with his own eyes that the fanmonk who has been confirmed as an immortal by ink hospital came back from the dead. It is conceivable that even the doctors accompanying ink hospital could not help looking at master Naro in horror.

Master Nara got up and turned to look at the Qinghai horse master who was crying with joy: "Amitabha, it seems that I must owe you my life in my previous life. I'll give it back to you today. You and I have caused it."

Suddenly everyone focused on the master of Qinghai horse. The man knelt down in the tunnel: "the master is a real eminent monk. I'll go back and burn incense every day for the Buddha."

There is no doubt that there is another faithful believer in Buddhism. When master Ma returns, he will worship Buddha Day and night. People around him believe in Buddhism.

Even Constable CaO on one side could not help but come forward and ask, "master, are you still okay?"

Anyway, as long as there is no murder in Chang'an City, it is a great achievement, especially involving Buddhism.

Master Naro smiled and said, "it's just a smelly skin bag. What does the poor monk care about?"

With that, master Naro floated away,

"True monk!"

People all over the street worship Tao.

"A little interesting!" only Mo Wu on one side showed a trace of excitement. He studied medicine in Mo hospital. He didn't know how many corpses he had handled. Naturally, he knew whether there was a way to bring the dead back to life in the world.

"Why, don't you believe it? The divine monk was resurrected in your hands." Constable Cao didn't understand. He didn't believe in Buddhism, so he didn't hesitate to arrest the Tongji monk, but he was shaken after he witnessed master naruo's resurrection.

Mo Wu sneered: "dressed up with this person's appearance, he is not a monk in the Central Plains. I'm afraid he must come from countries such as Tianzhu. The so-called art of bringing the dead back to life must be a miracle we don't know, and it happens that there is a man in our Mohist school who is proficient in the western regions."

"Mo Hou!" Constable Cao said in his heart.

"Yes, it's true or false. You'll know when you ask the young master." Mo nodded.

Mo Wu said goodbye to Constable Cao, handed over the duties of Mo hospital and came to Mo mansion.

"Little five, the young master is teaching Mei Niang. Let you go first." after the briefing, Fubo nodded.

Mo Wu nodded. The young master never avoided the children of Mohism. If he could hear the young master's personal teaching, he would not miss it.

When he arrived at the study, he found that what Merton would do was the "bright ghost" in the Mojing, so he sat quietly behind Wu Meiniang.

"Minggui was written by Mohist himself, and used the ancient sacred King's sacrifice to prove that ghosts and gods can reward and punish good and evil in the world. This is Mohist's political proposition. Now Mohist has abandoned itself in the pilgrimage. We won't mention Mohist's concept for the time being, but we'll talk about ghosts and gods." Merton said proudly.

Wu Meiniang couldn't help showing an excited expression. She was still young and liked the stories of these ghosts, gods and fox monsters best.

"It is said that there are ghosts and gods in the world. Taoism, Buddhism and even foreign religions have fairy tales, which are different. In addition, folklore, the old man's word of mouth, and even many sworn personal experiences, spread the legends of ghosts and gods, but none of them happened in full view of the public. Some people believe it and some doubt whether there are real ghosts in the world God. "Merton looked at the two men.

Wu Meiniang immediately nodded and said, "master, I don't believe in ghosts. You have specially cracked the magic of witches and gods. You have personally climbed the clouds and peeped at the moon through a telescope. When you haven't seen any ghosts and gods, you have calculated that Tiangou eats the sun and reproduces an artificial rainbow. It can be seen that there are no ghosts and gods in this world."

Mo Wu also nodded heavily and said, "Xiao Wu, I have been practicing medicine for several years. I have been in contact with too many people, and I haven't seen any traces of ghosts and gods.

He once walked in the battlefield full of corpses, stayed in the cold morgue, and some patients who had not been cured died in his hands. However, he did not see any signs of ghosts and gods.

"In fact, whether there are ghosts and gods in the world is uncertain. There are too many unsolved mysteries and many miracles in the world." although Merton doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he came to this era as a supernatural phenomenon and couldn't help but let him keep some points.

Wu Meiniang and Mo Wu looked at Merton puzzled.

Merton smiled knowingly and said, "so today's class is not to demonstrate the existence of ghosts and gods, but to crack the scam of seeking self-interest in the name of ghosts and gods."

"Scam!" Mo Wu couldn't help thinking.

"Shifu means to let me understand that there are many false ghosts and gods in this world, which can't be trusted!" Wu Meiniang suddenly said.

Merton nodded: "This is just one of them. First, the Mohists always believe in their own knowledge and should not blindly believe in it. Second, most of these ghost and God deeds are borrowed from unsolved mysteries and use people's unknowns to create mysterious phenomena. These mysterious phenomena are a tool to make money in the hands of swindlers. However, in my Mohist view, they are brand-new and unknown knowledge. These unsolved mysteries are one of them Once cracked, it is a new ink learning ink technology. "

Merton's words are not empty. In particular, the game of catching ghosts by witches and gods is primitive chemistry, not to mention that the Mohists want to create mysterious phenomena with their existing ink skills.

Wu Meiniang suddenly asked, "if I can't crack some ghost and God skills, does that mean it's the real ghost and God power?"

Merton Lang said, "it's just that the Mohists can't crack it for the time being, it doesn't mean they can't crack it in the future. When you crack it one day, you'll find how stupid it was to worship blindly."

Wu Meiniang immediately brightened her eyes and said, "according to the master, isn't it natural that Mohism and Buddhism are opposed."

If Mohism wants to develop, it must study those unsolved mysteries, which are the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism.

Merton shook his head and said, "it's not opposition. The Mohists don't oppose religious beliefs, but don't let them fool the world with fake ghosts and gods."

Wu Mei Niang nodded thoughtfully.

"Young master! The art of bringing the dead back to life..." Mo Wu told me in detail what had just happened in Zhuque street.

After listening, Merton turned and asked Wu Meiniang: "Meiniang, what do you think!"

Wu Meiniang immediately sneered and said, "how can there be a way to bring the dead back to life in this world? From the disciple's point of view, this monk must deceive believers in the name of ghosts and gods."

Merton was relieved when he heard the speech. He remembered that Wu Meiniang had become a nun and believed in Buddhism in history. Now he has been trained into a firm Mohist.

"When the Mohist sages visited Tianzhu, they brought back not only the numbers of Tianzhu, but also a message. In Tianzhu, there is a secret skill that can greatly exercise their body and make all kinds of incredible actions. It is called yoga!"

"Yoga!" Mo Wu suddenly realized.

Merton nodded and said, "in my opinion, the technique used by this monk must be yoga, and it is extremely profound."

"Thank you, young master!" Mo Wu said as if he were enlightened. Although he didn't believe that the monk could come back from the dead, his experience had judged that the immortal was difficult to save, and he was resurrected in his hands. It had an impact on him. Now he knew that the monk used only secret skills.

Wu Meiniang was suddenly surprised and said, "isn't this monk cheating believers in the name of ghosts and gods?"

Mo Wu nodded heavily and said, "that's nature!"

"Master, what should we do in Mohism?" asked Wu Meiniang, but there was a trace of cunning in her eyes.

Merton said reluctantly, "if a monk propagandizes Buddhism, it's none of my business, but I can't stand idly by and deceive the world in the name of ghosts and gods."

"I'll find the third brother now. Once I want to uncover the true face of this monk!" Mo Wu understood and jumped up.

Merton said, "don't forget to take the opportunity to publicize the knowledge of doctors. I think doctors have the most say in whether people can come back from the dead."

Mo Wu nodded and excitedly went to find Mo San.

After Mo Wu left, Merton and Wu Meiniang put away their textbooks and got up. The third lesson of Merton's apprenticeship was finally over. After several months of apprenticeship, they only taught three classes. I'm afraid there are no such teachers.

But Wu Meiniang didn't think Merton was incompetent at all. Every class Merton gave her opened a new door and left some endless questions, which required her to look through countless books to find answers.