The heavens start from Maoshan

"Since you have an idea, just do what you want."

"However, here, Lifo Temple is a royal temple. We fight against people in this mountain. I'm afraid we can't hide it from those who are interested. It's better to leave quickly."

Right now the capital is a mixed bag.

Not to mention far away, Purdue Cihang alone has the strength no less than the three monks working together.

Zhang Heng knew very well that Zen Master Guijie died in a muddleheaded way. If he didn't die, one-on-two would become one-on-three, and Fahai would most likely lose.

"It's better to keep a low profile at the foot of the imperial city, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Fahai is also a person who listens to advice.

With Zhang Heng's greeting, he immediately took away the crowd with a golden bowl, and took advantage of the night to return to Tianqiguan,

the next day.

Early in the morning, Fahai left.

He wants to go back to Jinshan Temple to hold a Buddhist meeting, and persuade the temples below to give up the idea of ​​recreating the scenery of Nanliang.

Of course, it's hard.

But Zhang Heng has confidence in Fa Hai, because no matter what time comes, he must speak with his strength.

Obviously, Fa Hai is the one who holds the fist of truth. The Saint Monk of Renshan lost to him in two-on-one. Needless to say, it will definitely cause a sensation outside.

If there is no accident, Fa Hai will get the title of the number one master of Buddhism. As for whether Fa Hai is the number one master of Buddhism in private, how to put it, even if he is not the number one, he is still among the most powerful.

One-on-one, Zhang Heng feels that in the world of Liaozhai, there are very few people who will be his opponents. After the immediate task is over, it is time to think about how to ascend.

"It's changed, the wind direction has changed!"

Another few days.

At noon, Fu Tianchou happily came to see Zhang Heng, accompanied by Mr. Frog.

"What changed?"

"The tone has changed, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky."

Fu Tianchou and the two entered the door with excitement on their faces: "Now it is rumored that Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple wants to rectify the Buddhist ethos and strictly forbids his disciples to interfere with the change of the dynasty. Affected by this, the aristocratic families have also begun to waver, and even the frog The Duke was a blessing in disguise, and was discussed by the ministers to restore the title."

Zhang Heng looked at Mr. Frog.

Mr. Frog smiled happily. As the most loyal monster to the court, Mr. Frog's request is very simple, that is, to rest with the country.

Restoring the deprived title is only the first step, and the second step is to eliminate the evil women in the court.

He believes that as long as there are no women in the court, and the aristocratic families do not hold back, there is still hope for the Dasong Dynasty.

"By the way, why haven't you seen Mr. Zhuge?"

Zhuge Wolong, Fu Tianchou, and Frog Gong were inseparable during this period of time, sleeping with their feet on their feet.

Today, only Fu Tianchou and Mr. Frog came to the door. What the hell, the boat of friendship capsized.

"It's also interesting to say."

Frog Lord accepted the topic and said with a smile: "Two elders from the Zhuge family have come, saying that the elders have long been dissatisfied with the current head of the family, Zhuge Qing, and hope that Zhuge Wolong will go back to take over the position of the head of the family and preside over the overall situation."

"Even the reason is ready-made. Zhuge Qing sacrificed to refine the Bagua map of Marquis Wu, and was backlashed by it. He was seriously injured and needed to hand over power."

"Of course, Zhuge Qing suffered backlash because of the Eight Diagrams Sacrifice, but the aftereffect of the backlash is not that great at all. Looking for it is nothing more than seven words: find a suitable reason."

"That's it!"

Zhang Heng has come to understand.

The reason is like a fig leaf, just cover it up when necessary, so that the upper position will not appear abrupt, and the children in the clan will be more acceptable.

But after figuring this out, Zhang Heng was still a little puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "The east wind was blowing last night, and the south wind just blew tonight. Why, those people are eager to bet, and they are not afraid to bet." lost?"

"Whether you win or lose, there is room for manipulation."

"Looking at it now, Zhuge Qing was seriously injured, unable to handle government affairs, and needed personal help."

"Actually, if the east wind overwhelms the west wind and Zhuge Qing takes over again, let me just say that they are all self-assertive, and they will be fine here. At most, they will lock up Fu Tianchou again, no matter what it is, it will not be a loss. .”

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

That's really the case, Fu Tianchou has benefited from the same line, Zhuge Wolong is naturally the best choice for the master.

I believe that with Fu Tianchou and Qing Gong around, it will be relatively easy to award rewards in the future.

on the contrary.

The east prevails against the west wind, and Zhuge Qing is the head of the family.

This is a ruthless man who can put his own brother in a water prison, and his acting skills are also high. It is not easy to say that Zhuge Wolong's superiority is rebellion.

"One with a red face and one with a black face, these two brothers are very interesting."

Zhang Heng didn't say who is red-faced and who is black-faced, but everyone can guess.

Even when Zhang Heng wanted to come, there were probably not a few families who played this kind of manual operation. After all, businessmen would not put all their eggs in one basket.

"Don't talk about Mr. Zhuge, talk about me."

Fu Tianchou said flatteredly: "Now the world is difficult, it's because of the inaction of Buddhism and Taoism, and the decline of the appeal of the central government."

"Xianshan, the instigator, has stopped talking. Feng Shui turns, and it's time for us to look up."

"I'm going to secretly contact people from aristocratic families. They are all smart people. I believe they know how to choose."

knowledge?

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

The aristocratic family knows it, and the Buddhism knows it too, but there is one person who probably doesn't know it.

Devouring the dragon energy of the dynasty and transforming into a dragon, this is the long-cherished wish of Pudu Cihang, a thousand-year-old centipede spirit.

Now suddenly tell him that Buddhism will not help you anymore, so you give up, it's over.

It's strange that Purdue Cihang can give up.

He was already on the verge of an arrow, and had no choice but to send it.

Whether you know it or not, you will still do what you have to do, unless you kill him.

"What did you think of?"

Seeing Zhang Heng's brow furrowed tightly, Mr. Frog couldn't help asking from the side.

"I want to save Cihang."

Zhang Heng didn't mean to hide it, and said, "Our country protector is born as a monster. If he didn't hit it off right away, how could he be the vanguard of Buddhism."

"Believe me, he must have received the news, and I assure you, he will not stop, he will only become more frenzied, such as..."

For example, Zhang Heng didn't say anything.

Because he is someone who has seen the movie, in A Chinese Ghost Story 2, in order to consolidate his position, Pudu Cihang let his little demons swallow the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

Now do it again, presumably the result will not change.

Moreover, he heard from Fahai that after Pudu Cihang became the protector of the country, he recruited many soldiers.

Since the death of the Black Mountain old demon, the group of demons under him has become a piece of scattered sand.

Purdue Cihang raised his arms and called out, the followers were like clouds.

He is now Zhao Kuangyin on Chenqiao. Many things can not be done by himself, and it depends on whether others agree or not.

Otherwise, betrayal of relatives and relatives will be unavoidable. In these days, it is said how high a master can be, and he can kill all the people in the world with one thought, can he do it?

Can't do it.

So, one hero and three gangs is the last word.

It won't last long to run the single gang and live alone. Qin Hui in the biography of the female cadre minister has three friends. If he comes out to hang out, he can't even be inferior to him.

"Purdue Cihang!"

Hearing this name, Frog Man's face also turned cold.

He is a great monster who followed Zhao Taizu to join the army, and he was considered to have made great military exploits back then.

But in Pudu Cihang's body, the frog man suffered a lot, not to mention the distance, he helped attract firepower a few days ago, he ran, Pudu Cihang chased him, and lost the shoes he was chasing.

Fortunately, Zhuge Wolong was present, otherwise, this little life would have to be accounted for.

"After the Buddhist sect withdraws, there is no need to worry about the aristocratic family."

"The people in the aristocratic family are all scumbags. If you have milk, you are a mother. They are definitely not willing to work hard on their own."

"Only Pudu Cihang in this iron triangle is a diehard. I'm afraid I won't be able to convince him with words."

Zhang Heng's eyes were full of deep meaning: "This person can't be kept!"

Chapter 212: Sixth Check-In

In the blink of an eye, it was another three months.

There are rumors from the outside world. Sometimes it is said that Pudu Cihang likes to eat people, and another time it is said that the national teacher will use virgin boys and girls to make alchemy.

It's true, it's true.

Coupled with the previous demonstration of the frog god, saying that Pudu Cihang is a monster, people in Kaifeng Mansion were panicked for a while.

Affected by this, Purdue Cihang couldn't sit still.

Public opinion is the fate of the country, and Pudu Cihang uses his status as a national teacher to process the fate of the country every day, and he is most intuitive about the changes in the fate of the country.

In the past few days, as more and more people hated him and rumors spread more and more widely, the Golden Dragon of Luck also began to struggle and refused to be absorbed by him.

There was no other way, Pudu Cihang had no choice but to leave the palace and set up Anmin *** everywhere.

As a result, there is no Pudu Cihang in Kaifeng Mansion, and the Buddhist sect no longer supports it publicly. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no more acting.

a time.

Every three times, a monster ran away and never came back.

Before the tree falls, the monkeys and grandchildren will disperse, and the hearts of the people... no, how sad the demon heart is.

"Where is the front?"

Purdue Cihang was dressed as a lama in white, with a sad face.

"Go back to Fazhang, the front is the boundary of Guobei County."

The little demon under her hand turned into a maid, and her eyes were also full of worry.

"Guobei County!"

Pudu Cihang recited twice, then sighed suddenly: "Forever, the heaven and the earth are united. When I entered the capital, the alleys were empty, all the officials came to welcome, the emperor was demoted, and the monks protected the Dharma. What a wonderful scene. Now... "

Looking at the team behind him, his heart was full of powerlessness: "The heroes who are transported are not free. When they left the city, there were still 100 people who followed me to teach the Dharma. In just a few months, there were less than [-] people who followed me. "

The maid said in a low voice: "Fazhang, more than a dozen people ran away last night, and now there are only 72 people left."

"is it?"

Pudu Cihang sighed again, and said to the maids on the left and right: "Forget it, forget it, the destiny no longer favors me, it's useless, you have followed me for hundreds of years, and now I am in a catastrophe. Let’s go too, otherwise, when disaster strikes, will there be any eggs under the overturned nest?”

The left and right maids looked at each other, unmoved.

In fact, from the moment they left Beijing, everyone knew that the situation was over.

Those who are still left are some diehards, or have enmity with the imperial court, and have fled, and they don't want to run away anymore.

"Fazhang, I found a temple in front of me, it seems to have just been built."

During the pause, the little demon who was exploring the way came to report again.

"What's the name of that temple?"

Hearing that there is a temple, Pudu Cihang became interested.

"Lan Ruo Temple."

The little demon replied.

"Lanruo Temple!"