Chapter 181

The Buddhist temple is still the same.

Sandalwood lingers, and the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows.

Compassion is quiet, and the Zen bell echoes.

The emperor gasped, his chest fluctuated. Until he felt a wet feeling in his palm, he realized that he was sweating profusely. The sweat from his palm almost soaked the silk surface of the futon under his seat.

The soul is still there, and the shock is still there.

I looked around and saw the Buddha statue in my eyes, but it still looked like a ferocious and weird just now.

Even the deep and inexplicable laughter of demons seemed to echo in my ears, clearly remembering.

"What's wrong with me just now?"

"Your Majesty is almost taken advantage of by the inner demons." Master Lingzang sighed. He never thought that the emperor's demonic obstacles were so powerful. He was in the land of thousands of Buddhas and bathed in the sound of the Buddha, and such a serious inner demon would arise.

"I just seemed to hear thousands of ghosts crying, unable to go, unable to rest, and almost fell into the abyss of hell!" The emperor was very scared. He subconsciously felt that this place was not clean, but then he knew it was impossible. Daxingshan Temple did not exist in one or two days. Since more than 300 years ago, this place has been a famous Buddhist temple. Which wandering ghost dared to be arrogant in front of gods and Buddhas, and has been wandering for more than 300 years?

When he met Master Lingzang's eyes, the emperor could not say anything for a moment.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Master Lingzang sighed: "I have traveled in the past and I have a prescription for calming my mind and calming my energy. I will submit it to Your Majesty. Your Majesty can let the Imperial Doctor see it and use it as appropriate."

The emperor forced a smile and said, "Then I'll have a hard time."

Seeing that he was not in good spirits, Lingzang could not listen to any scriptures in this situation, so he asked He Zhong to open the door and help the emperor to rest in the room.

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

If nothing unexpected happens, the emperor will fast here for three days to pray for blessings. At the end, the court will issue a self-criticism in the name of the emperor, and this matter will be revealed.

The ministers were waiting outside the Heavenly King Hall, not knowing what happened in the Main Hall. They only knew that after the rituals, the emperor quickly came out of it, and his face was not very good-looking.

Daxing Shan Temple exclusively owns a yard and has enough empty rooms to accommodate the imperial guards and several important officials.

When the ritual was held in the afternoon, Yu Qingze and others were led to the Main Hall to listen from the side.

But the emperor has never appeared.

He had a long dream.

There are still Yuwen Yong and his son-in-law Yuwen Yun in the dream. Many people who have been killed by him have resurrected in the dream, with blood flowing, chasing him for life.

The exhausted emperor finally woke up in his sleep and looked out the window and found that the night had completely fallen.

Before he could doubt it, He Zhong heard the soft voice of answering the doubts.

"Your Majesty was in a deep afternoon. Master Lingzang said that it is a good thing that you can sleep and rest more now. As for the rituals, if you are sincere, you will be virtuous. I didn't dare to wake you up. How do you feel now? Do you need some dinner?"

The emperor rubbed his forehead and felt his head still drowsy, as if he had not recovered from the afternoon illusion, but his spirit did improve a little.

He nodded, and He Zhong ran out immediately. After a while, he brought someone back with a few vegetarian food.

"Why does it seem cold again this day?"

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

"You go and ask the kitchen to cook some ginger soup and send it to Yu Qingze and the others."

He Zhong bowed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is still polite to others, I have never thought of it."

He asked a little eunuch to stay, and he went to work on what the emperor ordered.

The emperor took a Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf and looked at it while having a meal.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the sky, and a moment later, thunder rolled in.

It's snowing again, it's thunder again?

The emperor was stunned and turned his head to look out.

The good mood just now disappeared in an instant.

He had encountered it once when he was young, but he didn't think about it at all. However, after several days of accidents, even if there were a little strange phenomena, the emperor was prone to thinking a lot.

Especially after seeing that terrible illusion today, the emperor subconsciously became sensitive to any movement.

Outside, there were waves of winter thunder, and it started to start, and then followed by snowflakes flying.

I’m afraid that it’s not just the emperor, but the common people will think more when they hear the winter thunder after seeing the solar eclipse.

The emperor felt very uncomfortable and could no longer read Buddhist scriptures.

He put the book on the table.

"Follow me to go out for a walk!"

The emperor wanted to find Master Lingzang.

At this moment, Master Lingzang was the only one who could help him to help him.

The clever eunuch learned the emperor's intentions and dragged several monks along the way to ask, only to find out that Master Lingzang was still in the Main Hall.

After nightfall, Daxingshan Temple was extremely quiet. Although there were guards on duty everywhere and the torches were also reflected on the walls, the ancient trees were lush and the solemn and solemn during the day seemed to be hidden behind the misty darkness, which made people feel guilty all their hearts.

I don't know if it was the sudden cold weather or the scene was touching, but the eunuch had a chill in his heart first. The emperor was right beside him. He didn't dare to reach out and rub his arms, but he felt dense hairs standing up.

The Main Hall is getting closer.

The lights inside are brightly lit, but the doors and windows are closed.

However, if the door is opened on this snowy night, the candlelight inside will be completely extinguished in a moment.

The little eunuch was about to come forward and spread the news, but the emperor stopped him, took a few steps first, walked quietly outside the hall, and silently pushed open a crack in the door.

It was so late, Master Lingzang was still in the main hall, and there were most of them important things. The emperor did not want to disturb him, so he wanted to take a look first.

Unexpectedly, this look made him unforgettable for his life and was inexplicably frightened!

Master Lingzang is indeed in the hall.

The entire hall was empty and the candles were bright, but he was the only one.

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

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

Because he saw something even more terrible.

The basin was filled with a pot of flesh and blood, and Master Lingzang was scooping up one hand from it with his hands, lowering his head and opening his mouth to chew it.

His cheeks moved and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth. He was still feeling unsatisfied and licked the blood on his hands.

The emperor's mind was blank. He even thought he had not yet woken up, so he took a few steps back and sat down when his feet were soft. The little eunuch wanted to help him but couldn't help him up for a while, and he fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty? What's wrong with you?"

Through the crack in the door, the emperor clearly saw that Master Lingzang realized that he was outside and turned to look at him, showing a weird smile.

The emperor was completely stunned.

He trembled and said, "Come here! Come here!"

Almost at the same time as his voice was the fighting sound in the direction of the monk's room in the backyard in the distance.

The sword sounded faintly.

The emperor suddenly looked back.

"What's going on!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

The imperial guards around the Mainland Hall gathered together.

This made the emperor feel a little relieved.

"Xiao Yong, go ahead and ask, what's going on?" The emperor paused, and in the finger hall, "There is also inside, you go and bring Master Lingzang out!"

The imperial guards left separately, and there was a small amount of protection around the emperor, watching around, looking nervous.

The emperor instinctively felt that something might happen later, but he was not particularly worried, because with Yu Qingze and others, these people were all famous generals who died and killed the enemy on the battlefield. They were just clowns who jumped into the wrong way and had no choice but to do anything to these people.

But just as he was thinking this, the guards beside him screamed and fell down. Before the emperor could react, two men in black had already pulled him up, one left and one right, and dragged him into the temple!
Chapter completed!