Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled.

"Master, is this not allowed?" she asked.

"Firstly, it's for the sake of the little lady, and secondly, it's for the sake of everyone." The old monk said, looking around, raising his hand,

As he raised his hands, the people around him became noisy and worshiped devoutly.

The old monk looked at Cheng Jiaoniang again.

"We have been preparing for this ceremony for a long time. It is for the benefit of all the people, and then we have demolished the altar to make way for the lady alone. I don't think the lady will ignore the blessings of the people, right?"

The entourage couldn't help but look around. The old monk's words had been heard by the people nearby, and they were quickly told to others. The words spread out like water waves, causing chaos in the scene.

This is a threat.

This is intimidation.

Looking at the other followers in the distance, the road coming has been blocked by people...

The attendant couldn't help but stood in front of Cheng Jiaoniang again, with his hands on her waist.

"It's so ridiculous that Master said praying for blessings." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "If there is no disaster, then why should you pray for blessings?"

The old monk looked at her with a wider smile.

This little lady is really different from other little ladies. The other girls should either panic at this moment, or they should have already bowed obediently.

Not bad, not bad, it’s quite interesting.

"What does the donor mean by this?" he said casually.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"I must have a good astronomical calendar, so there will be no solar eclipse today. Doesn't the master know very well?" she said.

What?

The old monk was startled and before he could recover, Cheng Jiaoniang took a step back.

"Kill him," she said.

The attendant beside him did not hesitate, as if he had been prepared for it, he pulled out the short knife from his waist, knelt down and raised his hand with a slash across the neck of the squatting old monk in front of him.

The old monk's eyes were wide open and he seemed to be in disbelief. He didn't even have a chance to raise his hand. His head rolled down and blood suddenly gushed out like a spring.

Master Han on the city wall looked over at this moment, his face condensed with anxiety, his mouth wide open, and his breathing stopped.

My dear mother, what did I see?

It seemed that in another moment, a bowl of water was poured into the hot oil pan, and the city gate started churning, and screams tore through the clear sky.

Mr. Han's legs were weak and he almost fell down while leaning on the city wall.
Chapter completed!