Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 29 29. Are you not afraid of going into tongue hell?

Grandpa Mei said in amazement, "His Royal Highness, no, this will cause great chaos, the people's hearts"

Xia Ji's expression moved, but in a blink of an eye he smiled and said, "You teach me again?"

Grandpa Mei was frightened, and hurriedly knelt down, saying, "The old slave doesn't dare, the old slave doesn't dare."

And because of the token, the other hundred dead men performed the task without hesitation, drew their swords blankly, and then walked out.

Xia Ji added: "The leader was caught alive, and then Ling Chi was executed, a thousand dollars, not less than one, and he would make up for the missing."

A foul flash flashed in the eyes of the dead men, "Yes, master!"

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the "mobs". They didn't know that the catastrophe was imminent. In this case, anyone with a little trick knew that they would never kill, otherwise the people's mind would be lost and the fire would be added fuel.

As a result, a strange voice of Yin and Yang resounded in the crowd: "His Royal Highness has been blessed by the Buddha and saved the capital. Now, Your Highness cannot abandon the people in the city."

Before he finished his words, a dead soldier arrived. He pinched his cheeks, pulled out his tongue and cut it directly. After all, the master said that it would cost a thousand dollars. This was the first one.

This situation made everyone stunned, so some people hid their bodies and hid in the crowd shouting, "His Royal Highness is crazy, he actually killed me and other innocent people."

"Xia Ji is engrossed. He doesn't put our lives in his eyes at all."

"Xia Ji is cruel and inhumane. He can no longer be protected by the Buddha."

"It's him, that's he who refuses to open a warehouse to release grain and refuse to help us!"

No matter how much they hide, they will soon be picked up by the dead men. First they cut their tongues and clicked the Dingsheng acupoints, but there was no dumb acupuncture point. Then they pressed to the bridge not far away and began to stab them. Put to death.

There were also refugees who really wanted to riot and catch fish in muddy waters, but under the gaze of the Seventh Prince of Dashang, no one dared to move anymore. The bridge behind him came with regret and painful wailing, and the howling people were frightened.

Following the troubles, the people who felt the horror were cold and hurried away.

The emperor dropped her hands and walked to Xia Ji, her eyes were already crying into peaches.

Xia Ji touched her long soft hair and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

Xia Xiaosu whispered: "Brother, I'm sorry I caused you trouble."

Xia Ji showed a gentle smile, "It's not you who is wrong, but don't come by yourself next time. Let the maid set up a congee shop. You can stay in the palace and read more."

"Ok!"

When the two were talking, a fight suddenly came from the direction of the bridgehead where the sentence was executed.

Xia Ji looked cold and patted the emperor on the shoulder, "Follow me."

Xia Xiaosu followed in his brother’s footsteps, and several guards did not dare to follow. They were just cleaning up the mess on the side. Xia Xiaosu glanced at the crowd on the road. In fact, most of the refugees did not follow the booing. How pitiful and pitiful, she stood on one side at a loss, so she felt soft and shouted: "Come back in the evening, there will be porridge."

This time no one said anything like "false benevolence and righteousness". Many refugees couldn't help but raised their eyes. The gloom in their eyes was ignited, revealing a bit of joy, and even children smiled at Xia Xiaosu. Only seeing Xia Ji, he lowered his head in fear.

The two walked across the street, rounded the corner, and stopped.

Xia Ji watched the fight on the bridge. Many dead men surrounded a monk.

The dead men's actions are not unruly, and the swords are fierce, but the monk only dismissed a series of attacks lightly, and the dead men fell into the water one after another while provoking by the sticks.

The monk looked around at the dead men who were still being tortured, and suddenly chanted "Amitabha Buddha". The voice fell in the ears of others and only felt as usual, but many dead men suddenly showed pain and blood flowed from their ears. .

"The poor monk is sad and empty, you treat innocent people like this, don't you let go?"

But the dead men didn't listen to the monks. They were dead men. What Xia Ji confessed must be done.

However, the monk reported his name, and there was an uproar around him.

"It's the sad and empty monk of Leiyin Temple!"

"The gods and monks are merciful, and walking in the royal capital at this time is definitely to save suffering."

"Master Sad Kong!"

Voices one after another.

Many people showed hope and expectation.

Ai Kong stood on the bridge head holding the black Zen stick, a pair of pupils with neither joy nor sadness, swept over the dead men who had never stopped, and suddenly angrily said: "Buddha has compassion and vajra anger. He is stubborn and stubborn.

After saying this, he suddenly lifted the stick, his whole body rising vigorously, and the sound of the word "shou" dragged upwards, obviously preparing to launch a sound attack technique.

He was not able to activate this method, because Xia Ji was already standing under the bridge and asked: "What should I take?"

Beikong recognized the person, bowed with one hand, and said, "His Royal Highness."

Xia Ji paused, and the two were ten feet apart. He also replied, "Master Beikong."

Sad Kong said: "His Royal Highness played chess with my senior brother on Mount Xumi, breaking the sea of ​​bitterness. It can be seen that His Royal Highness has a relationship with the Great Buddha, why not cut off the three thousand trouble threads and escape into the empty door?"

Xia Ji asked: "Then what about my relatives?"

Sadly said: "If you become a monk, you will have no home."

Xia Ji: "What about the blood feud?"

Grief Kong: "All deeds are impermanent, and human beings are born and passed away. The so-called blood feuds of His Highness are just one step earlier into reincarnation."

Xia Ji: "Then what are you doing?"

"Save people", said sorrowfully, "Although these people have taken advantage of their tongues, they are still innocent after all. This punishment is enough, so I came to save them.

Although His Royal Highness has a relationship with Buddha, he is also trapped by Chen's relationship. Lao Na came here to discourage His Royal Highness from becoming enchanted, so I came to save His Highness. "

Xia Ji: "Where were you when the ghost party invaded? After the ghost party retreated and died of hunger, where were you? Now I just caught a few mobs who were instigated by others, and you showed up and said to save them. Do you deserve to save me?"

Sad Kong didn’t get angry. He chanted the Buddha's name, and then said indifferently: "His Royal Highness received the blessing of the Buddha and repelled the ghost with the guards of the city. This is an act of merit. If you insist on killing a few sins at this time For the dead people, is it worth it to enter the magic way?"

Xia Ji asked back: "People are born and die, why do we need to save these mobs?"

Bei Kong: "The monks are compassionate, of course they must be saved."

Xia Ji: "If you want to save people, you will hurt them."

Grief Kong: "A person who hurts people is cruel, that is, he enters the magic way, and when he enters the magic way, Lao Na is not hurting people."

Xia Ji: "What is that?"

Sad Kong: "Clean their sin karma for them."

When the words fell, Xia Ji couldn't help laughing, and then mocked: "Master Beikong is worthy of being a monk. He is full of nonsense, and makes people feel ridiculous and hypocritical. Into the **** of tongue-out?"

Sad Kong sighed lightly, "His Royal Highness really wants to go his own way and enter this magical way?"

Xia Ji didn't get angry. He looked at the world and suddenly said, "Master, look at the lake in the royal capital. Why are there reflections in the water?"

Sad Kong looked sideways, and then replied: "Because there are trees on the shore, clouds in the sky, boats in the lake, and bridges on the water, everything in this world will be projected on the lake, and naturally there will be reflections."

Xia Jidao: "Since the master knows it, then you keep saying that you are obsessed with demons, intoxicated, brutal, and stubborn. I don't know where these reflections come from?!"

Sad and empty for a moment, unable to answer.

(End of this chapter)