MTL - Peerless-Chapter 181

Chapter 181

The Buddhist temple is still that Buddhist temple.

Sandalwood lingers, the Buddha lowers his eyebrows.

Compassion and silence, the bell resounded.

The emperor panted, his chest fluctuated, until he felt a wetness in his palms, and found that he was sweating profusely, and the sweat from his palms almost soaked the silk surface of the futon under him.

The soul was still there, and the shock was uncertain.

Looking around, the buddha's image still looks strange.

Even the deep and inexplicable laughter seemed to echo in my ears, clear and memorable.

"Hey, what happened ...?"

"His Majesty almost took advantage of the demon." Master Lingzang sighed. He never thought that the emperor's magic barrier was so powerful. He was in the land of thousands of Buddhas and bathed in the sound of the Buddha. magic.

"I just heard the cry of ten thousand ghosts, lingering and being restless, and almost fell into the abyss of hell!" The emperor was terrified. He subconsciously felt that it was not very clean here, but knew immediately that it was impossible. Daxingshan Temple was not a day It has existed for two days. Since more than three hundred years ago, this is the famous Buddhist temple. Which of these souls and wild ghosts dares to prey in front of the gods and Buddhas, and has not been able to linger for more than 300 years?

For the eyes of Master Lingzang, the emperor could not say anything.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Master Lingzang sighed, "The old man traveled in the past, and there was a formula for calming down his soul. He turned it back to His Majesty, and His Majesty could let the Taiyi Doctor see it before using it appropriately."

The emperor smiled reluctantly, "Then I will work for you."

When Lingzang saw that his spirit was unsatisfactory, in this case it was impossible to hear any scriptures, so he opened the door and assisted the emperor to rest in the chamber.

The Buddhist meeting will last for three days, and there will be a ritual in the afternoon.

If there is no accident, the emperor will fast here for three days and pray for blessings. In the end, the imperial court will guilty of sin in the name of the Son of Heaven.

The ministers were waiting outside the Temple of Heaven, and they did not know what had happened in the Palace of Noble Heroes. After knowing the ritual, the emperor quickly came out of it, and his face was not very good-looking.

Daxingshan Temple has an exclusive place, and there is enough vacant room to house Yujia and several officials.

When the ritual was held in the afternoon, Yu Qingze and others were led into the Great Heroes Hall and listened from the side.

But the emperor never appeared.

He had a long dream.

In the dream, there are still Yu Wenji, and his son-in-law Yu Wenji, many people who have been killed by him, and then resurrected in the dream, bloody, chasing after him for his life.

The tired emperor finally woke up in his sleep, and when he looked out of the window, he found that night had completely fallen.

Without waiting for his doubts, there was a soft and delicate voice in his ears.

"Your Majesty slept heavily in the afternoon, Master Lingzang said that it is good for you to be able to sleep more and rest now. As for the law, sincerity is spiritual, and slaves have not dared to wake you up. How do you feel now? Would you like to have dinner?

The emperor rubbed his forehead, feeling that his head was still groggy, as if he had not recovered from the illusion of the afternoon, but his spirit did improve.

He gave a hum, and then He trot out, and after a few moments he brought someone back to Su Zhai.

"This day, why does it seem cold again?"

"Yes, it's snowing outside." He Zhong brought his cloak to him.

"Go and tell the chef to cook some **** soup and send it to Yu Qingze and the soldiers."

He sincerely bowed and laughed, "I still think of His Majesty, but the slave can't think of it."

He asked a little housekeeper to stay while he was busy doing what the emperor ordered.

The emperor took a Buddhist scripture on the side of the bookshelf and took a meal while looking.

Just then, there was a loud noise from the sky, and a moment later, thunder came.

Is it snowing or thundering again?

The emperor froze and turned to look out.

The good mood of the founder disappeared instantly.

Lei Daxue, he encountered it once when he was young, and he would never think about it, but after a few incidents in the past few days, even if there is a little vision, the emperor is easy to imagine.

Especially after seeing that terrible illusion today, the emperor's subconscious will be sensitive to any wind and grass.

Dong Lei burst out from the outside, starting from one to the next, accompanied by snowflakes.

I'm afraid that not only the emperor, people will think more about Donglei after seeing the eclipse.

The emperor was very uncomfortable, and the sutras could no longer be seen.

He slumped the book onto the table.

"Go out and walk around!"

The emperor wanted to find Master Lingzang.

At this moment, Master Lingzang is the only one who can solve him and give him hope.

The clever little housekeeper learned the emperor's intentions, and dragged several monks along the way to ask, before he knew that the master of Lingzang was still in the Noble Palace.

After night, Daxingshan Temple is unusually quiet. Although there are guards on duty everywhere, and the torch light is also reflected on the wall, Gu Musensen, solemn and solemn in the day, seems to be completely hidden behind the dark, making people feel guilty.

I do n’t know if it ’s cold or touching the scene. The little internal servant first fought a chill in his heart. The emperor was on the side. He didn't dare to reach out and rub his arms, but felt that his body was densely covered with hair.

Nobita treasure hall is getting closer.

The lights were bright inside, but the doors and windows were tightly closed.

However, if such a snowy night, if the door is open, the candlelight in it may go out for a moment.

Xiao Nei waited for the pass, but the emperor stopped him, took a few steps himself, walked quietly outside the hall, and silently opened a door.

It's so late that Master Lingzang is still in the main hall. There are probably important things. The emperor did not want to disturb him, so he wanted to take a look first.

Who knew this, it made him unforgettable all his life, terrified!

Master Lingzang is indeed in the temple.

The whole hall was empty and brightly lit, but he was the only one.

Master Lingzang sat cross-legged and put a basin in front of him.

It's a bit like a brazier burning paper during a funeral, but that's not the focus of the emperor.

Because he saw something more terrible.

The pot was filled with a pot of flesh and blood internal organs, and Master Lingzang was holding his hand with one hand from the inside and lowering his head and chewing.

With every movement of the cheek gangster, blood ran down the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but lick the blood on his hand.

The emperor's mind was blank. He even thought that he hadn't awoken yet, and took a few steps back without feeling cold. He stepped on his feet and fell down. The little inner servant tried to help but didn't get up for a while, and then fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Through the door gap, the emperor clearly saw that Master Lingzang realized that he was outside and turned his head to look at him, revealing a strange smile.

The emperor had stayed completely.

He trembled, "Come here! Come here!"

Almost at the same time as his voice was the sound of a killing in the direction of the distant backyard monk's room.

The sword stabbed and came, faintly.

The emperor looked back abruptly.

"what happened!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

The embargo guards gathered around the Nobita treasure hall.

This gave the emperor a little peace of mind.

"Xiao Yong, go ahead and inquire about what is going on?" The emperor paused, inside the Finger Hall, "and inside, you can bring Master Lingzang out!"

The embargoes left separately, and a small group was guarding the emperor's body, looking around, looking nervous.

The emperor's intuition may have changed something behind him, but he is not particularly worried because Yu Qingze and others are here. These people are all born and dead, battlefield killing masters, and clumsy jumping clowns. They are so helpless.

But when he thought so, the guards screamed and fell, and the emperor had not yet responded, and two men in black had dragged him left and right and dragged them into the treasure hall!