The era of all the princes

Chapter 192 Visiting Guangming Temple at Night!
Guangming Temple, the state religion that Anan has believed in for 300 years, because it basically guarantees the safety of Anan, free from the aristocrats, and has many believers. , the people's trust in Guangming Temple is even higher than that of the royal family and nobles.

However, in the past 20 years, the status of Guangming Temple among the people has declined rapidly. The reason is unknown. Everyone only knows that since 20 years ago, the Yinshan ghosts suddenly became very restless and invaded outside the country all the year round. In contrast, Guangming Temple However, the suppressive power has not improved, often resulting in insufficient rescue.

This forced the royal family to have an open policy, welcoming bounty hunters to the outside world, and the state offered rewards to barely maintain law and order.

However, due to the increasing losses, it became more and more difficult for Guangming Temple to recruit new ghost-inducing monks. This is why the Buddha went to Yinshan in person.

Now that the Buddha was attacked and fell, the strength of Guangming Temple was greatly damaged. Even the ghost epidemic in the country had to close the gate of the temple. For a while, the confidence of believers in Guangming Temple dropped to freezing point!
At this time, Jiang Sheng once again took advantage of the darkness to slowly infiltrate the Buddhist forces that had dominated Anan Kingdom for hundreds of years.

Now that there are three forces, Jiang Sheng has roughly figured out the two parties. The king has the cards but lacks conventional force. It is a match made in heaven to be with him, and he is expected to contact Tai Mingtian through the king and express his friendship.

The power of the third prince is Baizu Mountain, which is relatively complicated and troublesome. According to the information disclosed by the guy named Heiman, the reason why he supports this place is that the various tribes of Baizu Mountain want to try to master more beliefs.

There are many monster clans in the west, and there are many big monsters who secretly control the country. The reason is very simple. Although the predation alone improves quickly, it is not as safe as a long-term meal ticket. The monster race of desire understands the difference very well.

So whether it is already cannibalistic or depraved or sticks to the bottom line, there is a basis for cooperation.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in Western countries. Many big cannibals can pretend to be gods and openly ask for sacrifices. There are also those who deliberately start wars and actually feed ghosts. Various operations can still satisfy the desire of cannibals and gain faith. Why not do it?

However, the support is limited, the power of Baizu Mountain is scattered, and each ethnic group has its own power sanctuary. The threat is not very great.

In fact, the real trouble is Guangming Temple.

But the current situation in Guangming Temple is very strange. It seems to be weak, but it is more radical. It is very intriguing to let the sixth prince who has become a monk take the initiative to take part in the succession.

Is it a bluff. Or is there another card?

The reason why Jiang Sheng sneaked in here was to find out.

To be honest, it is more risky, but time is tight, Liu Yan can stay here for less than ten days, and I must complete the plan as soon as possible, if things fail, I just leave this place of right and wrong quickly!

"His Highness is back?"

Jiang Sheng, who sneaked into the courtyard, just wanted to find the prince's location according to the map, but he just heard the voice he wanted to hear the most.

"Junior Brother Yuansheng."

Jiang Sheng looked over. In the courtyard 30 meters away, His Royal Highness, who was coming back from nowhere, put his hands together and performed a Buddha ceremony to the little monk he met by chance.

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly, the one who greeted him was the surviving little guy Liu Yan had mentioned.

"Your Highness, do you remember the agreement?" The little monk looked serious.

Jiang Sheng moved a little closer, isn't this little monk really simple?

"Of course." His Highness smiled, and took out an oiled paper bag: "How could I forget what I entrusted to you?"

The seriousness on the little monk's face suddenly turned into a child's innocent smile, and he took the oiled paper and opened it. Although Jiang Sheng was far away, he could see clearly that it was a relatively fine pastry made of fine flour.

The little monk couldn't wait to pick up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging like squirrels, and he ate very sweetly. He thanked him inarticulately: "Uncle Wo is smart. The epilepsy is consumed."

Jiang Sheng: "."

His Highness smiled and patted the other party's head: "Don't be seen by the brothers, rest early."

"Okay." The little monk quickly hid the oil paper, looked around like a thief, and then sneaked away in another direction.

His Highness shook his head, and walked towards his wing with a funny face.

Jiang Sheng looked at the backs of the two and frowned. Did he think too much?
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"Your Highness, you are too indulgent!"

Before returning to the wing, the sixth prince met an old monk again. Jiang Sheng watched him secretly, avoiding his sight vigilantly from a long distance away.

The old monk seemed dangerous, he should be one of the only Arhats left in the monastery.

This is also in line with the information. According to the information, the three surviving arhats in the temple are not young, so they are now in charge of imparting gong and precepts in the temple, and those who accompanied the Buddha to Yinshan are all young and capable arhats.

"Yuansheng is still young." The Sixth Prince smiled and said, "Be naughty and greedy, without losing your childish nature."

"Yuansheng's aptitude is very good!" The arhat said seriously: "You should be self-disciplined from an early age, so that you can achieve something. Now my temple is not good enough, and you can't indulge in materials like Yuansheng."

The sixth prince nodded with a wry smile: "Uncle Shi is right, it's because I didn't think carefully."

Arhat sighed: "I know it's not easy for you. You have paid a lot for Guangming Temple, but I am curious, why do you have to take such a radical strategy? It seems wise to retreat, but it is extremely risky. If you are not careful, the inheritance of our Guangming Temple may disappear from Anan Kingdom!"

Hearing the words, the sixth prince changed his humble attitude, his eyes became extremely bright, he looked at the other party, and said seriously: "Uncle, the more the crisis is like this, the more you can't retreat. Behind the third brother are tigers and wolves, my lord Bewitched by ghosts and witches again, Anan Kingdom must not fall into their hands!"

"Ten thousand steps back, even if it's for the Guangming Temple, you can't retreat, because no matter behind the back of the third brother or the back of the father, they all treat my Buddhist sect as enemies. Once they retreat, they will not hesitate to rush up, even if it is for Self-protection cannot be retreated, only radicalism can make them confused about our current foundation."

The old monk looked at each other seriously for a moment, and finally sighed and nodded: "It's really hard work, nephew!"

The sixth prince quickly saluted, with a joyful expression on his face. Obviously, he was very pleased with the other party's last title of nephew, which meant that the other party regarded him as one of his own.

But Jiang Sheng looked even colder in his eyes.

Wasn't the idea of ​​seizing the heir apparent instigated by Guangming Temple?

But this old sixth made his own claim?

Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng quickly sank into the darkness, and according to the traces, he quickly caught up with the little monk who ran away with the snacks just now.

The other party ran not far away, hiding in a corner of a pond courtyard, quietly eating alone, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Sheng's eyes, and it turned into a flowing shadow, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at the young monk's neck artery! !
(End of this chapter)