Daqin: The Shadow Corps became my killer behind the scenes

Peacock Palace, back garden.

Ying Zi also sat on the stone bench and took the tea from the Shadow Corps.

He is really not used to the food of the Maurya Dynasty.

Although the king has repeatedly emphasized that it is clean and hygienic.

But Ying Zi also refused.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the garden.

The servant came to report: "Young master, the king asks to see you."

Ying Zi also glanced at the servant, then turned his gaze back to the teacup: "Come in."

The servant bowed and retreated.

Not long after, the king came in respectfully, and knelt down in front of Ying Ziyi.

She looked at Ying Ziyi flatteringly, and stretched out her two big fat hands: "Dear Prince, today is the time to renovate the temple, do you want to go and have a look?"

Ying Zi also avoided the king's hand without a trace, and took a sip of tea: "Of course."

These days, Ying Zi also supervised the king's construction of the stone statue of Ying Zheng.

It is to trigger "miracles" everywhere in the Maurya Dynasty.

Use all kinds of magic to create a large number of mysterious scenes.

Let the people of the Maurya Dynasty worship him!

Of course, the ultimate goal is to make them worship Ying Zheng!
Surrender to Daqin.

To facilitate Li Si's management later.

As for the current king, he is just a tool man.

After the people have completely converted their beliefs, let Li Si find an opportunity.

Destroy him.

But for now it remains.

Ying Zi also needs him to order his subordinates to suppress the Peacock Cult in this land!
The people of this country basically believe in Peacockism.

Loyalty to religion can sometimes drive people crazy.

A little carelessness can cause many problems.

The reconstruction of temples this time is also one of the means to suppress beliefs.

As the largest Peacock temple in the entire Maurya Dynasty, tens of thousands of people worship it every year!
Now all of them must be destroyed and replaced with a stone statue of Ying Zheng!

"Yes! The sedan chair is ready, please!"

The king got up from the ground and respectfully invited Ying Zi to leave as well.

Eighteen sedan chairs were parked outside the door.

The sedan chairs of the Maurya Dynasty are also different from ordinary sedan chairs.

A flat board with three or four layers of soft cloth on it.

On it is a large white cloth umbrella, covered with gold ornaments.

The eight people put down their sedan chairs, knelt on the ground, and buried their heads deep in the flagstones.

Ying Zi also waved his sleeves and jumped up.

He landed steadily and was sitting cross-legged in the center of the sedan chair.

"rise!"

The king greeted.

The eight bearers lifted the sedan chair and walked out of the palace.

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city ​​center.

People come and go on the street.

But most of them are moving in the same direction, and there are many discussions.

That direction is where the largest temple of Mauryanism is located.

Seeing Ying Ziyi's sedan chair passing by, most of them lowered their heads respectfully and folded their hands in worship.

But there are also a small number of people who are reluctant, but are forced to bow their heads due to the surrounding royal guards and Ying Ziyi's strength.

Ying Zi also didn't look directly at them, but looked ahead with a calm expression.

As soon as they approached the temple, they heard fierce quarrels.

"The Peacock Cult is the real god!"

"You are not allowed to overthrow the temple!"

"I am willing to die as a martyr!"

"Outsiders, get out!"

Ying Zi also looked up indifferently, and understood.

He had already expected that there would be such a scene.

Loyalty to Great Qin and belief in Peacockism will inevitably conflict!

It's just that I didn't expect that the timing would come by such a coincidence.

Ying Zi also rested his hands on his knees, and his staff gleamed in the sun.

Just in time, take this opportunity to completely suppress the Peacock Cult!
The king at the side caught a glimpse of the staff and recalled the scene of that day.

I shivered all over, thinking that I must run quickly later.

Look at the gate of the temple again.

A group of people dressed in poor Qin costumes.

A group of people dressed in pristine white robes.

Representing Chongqin and the followers of Peacockism respectively.

Due to the king's propaganda, Qin clothing similar to Yingzheng became popular in this land.

It's another kind of cultural invasion.

The two sides insulted each other, and some people had already rolled up their sleeves.

The king was about to order people to shout, and Ying Zi also arrived!
Ying Zi also waved his hand to stop him, and looked forward sharply: "Don't worry."

The king nodded yes, and shut up obediently.

Yingzi also ordered the servant to stop the sedan chair at a small corner about 30 meters away.

Observing the direction of the form secretly.

The insults from both teams escalated, and someone pushed the opponent first!
The person on the opposite side hit back immediately!

Then there was chaos!
The left and right sides raised their weapons and attacked the enemy!
The scene is chaotic!
not enough.

Ying Zi's eyes were also hidden in the shadows, and his expression didn't fluctuate at all.

"Ah—my hand was broken!"

The wounded appeared on the scene, and both sides were hit on the head!
It's now!

Ying Zi also patted the sedan chair and flew up!
Only three bang bang bangs were heard, and they stepped into the air and flew in front of everyone!

Rolling up the sleeve of the left hand, a gust of wind was set off!
A force extended from Ying Ziyi's hand, and lifted up everyone wearing Qin clothes!
Then gently put it down and landed on the side of the temple.

The people who Chongqin were surprised and delighted shouted at Ying Ziyi.

"This is Prince Qin!"

"Prince Qin is here to save us!"

"Let them see Qin's power!"

On the other end, the followers of the Peacock Cult began to panic.

The leader's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His body shrank back unconsciously, but he still tried to be brave: "Our God will come to save us!"

"A bunch of ignorant people."

Ying Zi also spoke coldly.

There is a huge force in his hand.

The clothes are windless and automatic, and the eyes are as deep as the vast galaxy.

The lotus-shaped flames bloomed on his hands, reflecting the sharp joints of his fingers.

"Fire? Isn't that the power of Lord Shiva..."

Among the Peacock Cultists, one pointed to Ying Ziyi's hand in surprise.

How can a stranger have the power of Lord Shiva?

unless……

The Peacock Cult audience began to waver.

"rise!"

With a yell, the lotus flower in his hand transforms!

In an instant, it turned into a giant dragon and groaned up to the sky!
Immediately, it rose against the wind, rolling up a cloud of dust!
The people around were so blown that they couldn't open their eyes, and they hid in the house one after another!
The Peacock Cultists didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly backed away.

The giant dragon flew around the temple, but did not pursue the congregation.

With a wave of the paw, there was a bang, and the stone statue was smashed to pieces!
The hearts of the Peacock Cultists thumped, as if something was also broken.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, staring at the stone statues in the temple.

boom!
Another bang!
The Peacock Cultists knelt down one after another, tears streaming from their eyes.

"my God!"

"God, why aren't you here!"

"Please, punish them!"

boom!
The largest stone statue collapsed!

The giant dragon was entrenched on it, and its four claws stepped on the ground and the broken stone statue respectively.

The flames flowed and gradually turned into the image of Ying Zheng!
Those who worshiped Qin knelt down excitedly, folded their hands and knelt down.

"Great Qin Wanzai!"

"Great Qin Wanzai!"

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