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Chapter 804 is Kangze Manor (12)

Chapter 804 is Kangze Manor (12)

Kangchensang Mountain, the central sacred place of the "Shenshenben religion".

The peaks of the snow-capped mountains stretch around the sacred mountain, and the mountains are undulating and winding, stretching across thousands of miles.

Many towns and villages in this area of ​​thousands of miles believe in the "Shenshenbenjiao". Around the snow peaks in the area.

Numerous Benedictine masters gather here to study the "Hundred Thousand Dragons of Flowers, Blacks and Whites", comprehend the rituals of the sacrificial scripts, and salvage the sacrificial objects from the dragon pools.

At the time of dusk, the sun fell under the rolling snow peaks in the distance of 'Naisangze Town'.

The falling sun splashes golden and red waves in the sky, and the brilliant rays of light cover the snow-capped mountains, making the snow-capped mountains in the distance of 'Naisangze Town' more beautiful, showing an unspeakable sense of sacredness .

The crimson light spread over the dilapidated and dilapidated buildings in the streets and towns.

Sallow and skinny people hurried across the street, and hid in their dilapidated thatched huts and earthen huts before the daylight faded away, peeping through the windows and doors at the man in black riding a white horse from afar.

The man was carrying a huge bone staff, driving the white horse slowly through the only main street in the town,

To the center of the town, Naikang Lord Manor, surrounded by many dilapidated houses, went.

The bell on the neck of the white horse under him made a clear sound.

Behind him, several men in thick black robes, or with a bone flute hanging on the saddle, or a leather drum around their waist, followed up, chatting and laughing with the man on the white horse, and gathered towards Lord Kangze's manor .

Many stewards in the manor gathered at the towering wall, from which the sounds of drums and zither floated, and scattered in front of the small gates of the manor in the evening. They reached out their hands to grab the bell tongue on the top of the small gate and shook it vigorously. stand up--

Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The reed tongue collided with the copper wall of the bell, making clear and clear sounds.

Scattered in various places outside the town, the slaves who were handcuffed to a crossbar and doing all kinds of work, after hearing the continuous and dense sound of the bells, they all rolled and crawled in groups to Naikang then gathered at the manor.

The slaves in charge had shackles on their feet, and they swung the whips in their hands, whipping the lagging slaves one by one, forcing them to speed up.

Dangdangdang!

The bell rang for about a minute and then stopped.

All the slaves put on long horizontal wooden shackles at the small gates of the manor, and a row of slaves walked sideways, bowed their waists, and walked carefully through the low gates.

In the end, the slaves who had not yet entered the small gate were marked on their faces by the steward with a colored mineral material, tied up with a straw rope, and led to the side courtyard of the manor.

"These slaves came back too late, and they haven't eaten today." The man in black who followed the man driving the white horse to the gate of Naikangze manor lifted his hat , showing a thin and gloomy face, he looked at the slaves who were marked with mineral materials by the steward, with a smile in his eyes, "They will be taken to the 'Passoda room', those who are responsible for disposing of 'Passota' butchers, will starve them for two nights.

After they drained their own excrement and urine, they cut out their respective "Passota" and provided them to the master Benedict who was supported by the owner of the manor for daily practice. "

The man on the white horse didn't even frown when he heard what the skinny and gloomy wizard Duben said. He got off his horse in front of the gate of Naikangze Manor, and the shining white horse turned into a burst of light and entered the man's body. In the bell in the hand.

Another Benedict wizard with curly hair and a hooked nose looked at the bell in the man's hand with a little envy in his eyes: "Brother Linka's daily mount is 'Dragon Horse Cong Ben', which is better than the 'Ma Ben' we raise too much.

I really don't know what is the "official book" of Brother Linka? "

As he spoke, the aquiline-nosed Benevolent wizard cast his eyes on the strangely long bone stick wrapped in black cloth behind the man.

He could sense the bursts of 'the original power of secret storage domain' that was different from his daily practice, lingering between the big bone stick behind the other party, but it was difficult to distinguish the cold, gloomy, death-like '' Source power', what exactly is it?
"I haven't completed my sacrificial script yet." The tall man named 'Linka' lifted the cone hat on his head, revealing a very handsome face.

His face made the companions of Master Duben who came along the same road around him slightly absent-minded.

Master Duben with a thin face, looked at the face of 'Linka', lingered on the big bone stick behind the other party for a while, and said with a gloomy smile: "Your Excellency has not yet completed the ritual, but you have already obtained the 'dharma object' .

Is your Excellency a Benedictine family who has practiced for generations? "

'Linka' shook his head: "I got this magic item by chance."

"Good luck..."

The surrounding people sighed with emotion.

The steward bowed at the main entrance and waited for everyone to finish chatting. When the four Duben masters did not speak any more, he knelt down and bowed to the four people like a dog, and at the same time flatteringly said: "Masters, my master is already here. A feast is prepared in the garden.

Invite some Benedictine masters to sit down.

There were already other masters Benedict taking their seats inside. "

"The lord of Naikangze sent a message this time, inviting many Benedictine masters of Naikangze Longchi to have a banquet in his manor and teach his eldest son the practice of Benevolence. We are here upon invitation, and we will definitely not neglect it." Eagle The hook-nosed Master Duben looked into the air, as if his eyes would be dirty just by looking at the steward kneeling on the ground.

He took out a box the size of a fist from his arms, put it on the table beside the main entrance, and said, "This is a kind of dragon medicine that I collected and prepared myself, and gave it to Lord Naikangze's eldest son for self-defense. "

The steward kneeling on the ground immediately expressed his gratitude.

Afterwards, Master Duben, who was thin and tall, took out gifts carefully wrapped in wooden boxes and placed them on the table at the door.

The two gave to the eldest son of Naikangze a finger bone from a monk in the Tantric Temple who was supported by him day and night, and a homemade ewe flute.

When it was the turn of the Duben wizard named 'Linka', he looked at the gifts on the table, then turned to look at the steward kneeling on the ground, and said, "I was going to Naikangze" Beast Dragon Pool' went to practice. On the way, I heard that the eldest son of the lord Naikangze's family was going to officially start the ritual practice today, but he didn't prepare any gifts.

How about this.

I can promise to help Naikang to host a matter, as long as it is not murdering others or doing evil, I will do it for it.

What do you think of using this as a gift to the eldest son of Lord Naikangze? "

As soon as 'Linka' said these words, the expressions of the companions of Master Duben around him changed.

Someone smiled.

Someone hesitated to speak.

Several people did not look at 'Linka', but stared at the steward kneeling on the ground, as if they wanted to see a flower from the steward's dark and thin face.

The steward smiled reluctantly, without the flattery just now.

He raised his head and glanced at 'Linka'—before, he didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of some Duben masters, but now he suddenly had the courage.

After taking a look at 'Linka', the steward's smile became a little colder, but he still smiled politely: "This time my master invites everyone, it doesn't matter if you bring gifts or not, as long as you can be invited to my manor. good.

It doesn't matter if you haven't prepared a gift for a while.

Just walk in the door.

Don't say things like 'do something for my master', there are quite a lot of Duben masters gathered around my master, and I can't bother you to come, just come in and enjoy the banquet! "

The steward's words are always more polite, but the meaning in the words is inevitably a little teasing.

After hearing what the steward said, the companions of 'Linka', who were from the Benedictine division, smiled more and more on their faces.

Someone said to 'Linka': "That's right, brother Linka wasn't prepared for a while, and it's not a big deal. Let's go, let's go to the banquet together."

"Go, let's go together!"

'Linka' was teased by the steward whose status was many times lower than Duben's, and there was no expression of indignation on his face. He remained calm and asked the steward: "I really don't need to give Naikang Ze Can you help me?"

The steward lowered his head.

This time there was no reply.

Linka's expression was as usual, and he didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the manor together with several other Benedictine masters.

Guided by the maid to the garden.

In the garden where all kinds of precious flowers are planted, there are indeed a series of short tables, which are full of delicacies and wines. There are already many Benedictine masters sitting on the short tables, talking and laughing loudly with each other.

They all nodded slightly when they saw Linka and his party walking over together.

Looking at Rinka, Jebni and the others, there was inevitably a bit of inquiry.

The three of Jebney were very active—they came to the banquet at Naikangze’s house just to make friends, and naturally they would not give up this opportunity. They announced their family name while talking and laughing, and soon became friends with other Benedictine teachers.

On the other hand, 'Linka' sat alone behind a low table in the corner, with a calm expression, sitting like a wooden clay puppet.

The voices of all the Benedict masters resounded around the garden, creating an uproar.

"The Jinglian monk who came from India that day gave his first Dharma lecture at 'Guangjutai' a few days ago.

It is said that when he started, a lotus platform appeared in the sky. In the center of the lotus platform, a baby like white jade was sitting. All kinds of strange phenomena appeared on the four sides of the light station as he taught "The Twelve Grades of the Lotus Platform in the Dharma Realm".

All of a sudden, many surrounding gods, disciples of the Ben sect, disciples of the Secret Chanyuan, many nobles, and ordinary people were astonished as heaven and man, and they all offered refuge to the Jinglian monk!

Even King Zanpu's concubine, Yixi Cuojia, was convinced by the practice of Jinglian Monk, and asked Zanpu King to allow her to practice with Jinglian Monk on the spot. Monk Lotus built the first secret teaching temple in Luoxie! "Master Duben vibrated and spoke, and the people around heard his words, and they became quiet for a while, no longer talking to each other, and listened attentively.

(End of this chapter)

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