Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 835 The Princess is the Consort of the Poor Monk (Two in One)

Two more days passed.

A small house by the lake.

The wind is light, the sun is bright, and the lake has slight ripples.

Led by the female official Gangzi, Chu Pingsheng walked across the pier and came to the waterside pavilion in the middle of the lake. There were two women sitting on the couch in the hall, one big and one small. The smaller one was wearing a moonlit white palace dress and a red lotus hairpin between her brows. She was the owner of this place, the second Princess Lin'an of Dafeng. The older one was the wife of Prince Yu. Although she was only in her thirties, she had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a slight dent in her forehead. For a royal family member, she was aging fast. In fact, it was understandable. Her daughter ran away with someone and there was no news from her. Prince Yu died of depression, leaving her alone. It would be strange if she could have a good life.

"Master, you are here."

I don’t know what embarrassing topic he talked about with Princess Yu, but Lin'an's expression was a little unnatural. When he saw Gangzi bringing him in, he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Come, let me introduce you. This is my imperial aunt, Princess Yu."

Chu Pingsheng took a step forward, took a closer look, and said with his palm raised: "Amitabha, hello, princess."

"Hello, Master."

Princess Yu stood up and returned the greeting.

"Please sit down." Lin'an gave Gangzi a wink, and the female official quickly moved a small couch from the side and asked him to sit down.

Chu Pingsheng glanced at the fruit basket on the coffee table. Inside were several pomegranates with shiny red skins. The smallest one was as big as a lead ball.

He knew what the two had just talked about.

It's no wonder that Lin'an's expression is very unnatural. In the TV series, Lin'an has been lying to Princess Yu, saying that she and Pingyang have been in correspondence, so Princess Yu always asks her about Pingyang's recent situation. Lin'an can only lie perfunctorily. As the saying goes, one lie must be covered up with a hundred lies. It would be strange if the atmosphere of the chat could be good under such circumstances.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Lin'an gave him a reproachful look, wanting to settle the score with him for almost roasting her, but with the Imperial Aunt beside her, she had to remain reserved.

"It's the Imperial Aunt. I've been wanting to thank you for what happened during the Sangpo Festival."

Princess Yu smiled at him and said, "In fact, I have wanted to come here to thank you for a long time, but recently... I have not had the opportunity, so I have been putting it off until today to ask Lin'an to invite the master here."

She was smiling, but it was a forced smile, the kind that comes from someone who has been sad for so long that she no longer smiles naturally. There was sincerity, but it couldn't infect other people's emotions and bring about any positive feedback.

Chu Pingsheng sighed in his heart: "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning."

Princess Yu said, "Lin'an said that the master doesn't like yellow and white things. After thinking about it, I think this should be of some use to the master."

After saying this, she took out from her bosom a string of smooth, glossy beads made of turquoise, coral, agate, wishful dzi beads, tojia, and qiuqu beads. Even the disciple beads and vajra pendants below were covered with gold. It was colorful and very eye-catching.

Chu Pingsheng frowned slightly.

Lin'an didn't notice his expression, and neither did Princess Yu. She continued, "After Pingyang left, the prince was very unhappy. I advised him to go out more often, and he agreed. One time, the two of us went to Linggan Temple to pray for Pingyang. He had a great conversation with the abbot of the temple. That was the first time I saw him smile after Pingyang disappeared. After returning to the palace, he began to worship Buddha, recite scriptures, and meditate. His spirit was much better than when he resigned. When the emperor found out, he came to the palace to visit the prince. After comforting him, he gave him this rosary."

She paused for a while before continuing, "Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The prince stopped believing in Buddhism after two months and said it was useless. He then drank to drown his sorrows. His spirits became worse day by day, and he eventually became too worried and fell ill."

Lin'an kept winking at her, disliking her for saying such bad things that had nothing to do with monks.

"Let her speak."

Chu Pingsheng could understand the feelings of this nominal mother-in-law. Prince Yu was dead, her daughter was missing, and she had no one around her to open her heart to. She had a lot of things on her mind but nowhere to tell them. Now that she had a chance to talk about family affairs and relieve her loneliness, she couldn't help but pour out the bitterness of her daily life.

"I'm sorry, I...I...made you laugh at me, Master."

Princess Yu realized that she had said too much and pushed the rosary in front of Chu Pingsheng.

"It's useless for me to keep this, so I'll give it to the master."

"Okay, I'll accept it."

Chu Pingsheng did not refuse. He grabbed the priceless rosary and put it into his sleeve.

Princess Yu seemed to have put to rest a worry that had been bothering her in life. She let out a long sigh and stood up to say goodbye.

"I have already said thank you and the master has accepted the gift. Since Lin'an still wants to ask the master about poetry, I will not bother you anymore."

Lin'an did not try to keep her and asked Gangzi to escort the imperial aunt out of the lakeside cottage on her behalf.

After Chu Pingsheng sat down, he picked up a pomegranate and with a weak sword energy, he split the pomegranate skin, revealing the plump flesh inside. He rubbed off a piece of it and put it in his mouth and chewed it twice. It tasted sour and sweet.

Lin An watched him eat the pomegranate and swallowed hard: "Is it delicious?"

Chu Pingsheng handed the peeled pomegranate forward: "Try it."

She waved her hands: "I don't dare to eat it."

"Afraid of acid?"

"..."

Chu Pingsheng asked, "Don't you and Pingyang like to pick pomegranates from the palace the most?"

She was about to say that this was the reason why she didn't dare to eat, but the words stopped coming out of her throat.

"How do you know that Pingyang and I like to pick pomegranates from the palace the most?"

"That's what you said."

"When did I say that?"

"Just last time."

"Which one last time?"

"You haven't fallen into the lake too many times, have you lost your mind?"

Seeing how decisive and self-righteous he was, Lin'an began to doubt herself. Could it be that she was really out of her mind and told him about her and Pingyang?
"You said you didn't want to be separated from her. If you weren't a princess and had your father and mother with you, you would have escaped from this big cage of the capital like her."

? ? ? ? ? ?
Lin'an was surprised. He actually told him such a thing from his heart?
"Why...why don't I have any impression of it at all? Could it be..."

"Yes, you are out of your mind."

"Who... who said I was crazy? I... that's just... my memory is bad sometimes." She pouted her rosy lips and said to him, "But you, you traitor."

"traitor?"

"Yes, I heard that you went to Huaiqing's Huairenju outside the city several times a few days ago and had a good chat with her." Lin An came closer, looked him in the eyes, puffed up his cheeks, and said confidently: "I was here first!"

"..."

"Why are you silent? Traitor!"

Chu Pingsheng said, "Don't you know that Huaiqing was ordered by the emperor to explain the Sangpo Lake explosion to me and seek a result that would satisfy both parties?"

"Did the Emperor ask her to talk to you?"

Lin'an's momentum weakened a lot: "Then...then you won't refuse and ask me to talk to you? Humph, I can do what Huaiqing can do."

"You want to fight for this too?"

"Of course."

Lin An said, "Think about it, if I can reach an agreement with you, it will definitely make the Crown Prince proud."

"This... I'm afraid it won't work."

"You underestimate me!"

Chu Pingsheng moved closer, and their faces were less than an inch apart, which made Gangzi, who was standing at the door, tense up.

"The royal family of Dafeng lost something from the Heaven Realm, so they naturally have to return it. To avoid a war between the two countries, the Buddhist sect has put forward a condition: either Dafeng finds the remains of King Shura and returns it to the Heaven Realm, or it exchanges it for something of equal value. And this equal value is the most talented woman in Dafeng, the chief disciple of the Imperial Supervisor, Princess Huaiqing."

"what?!"

Lin An was horrified: "You said that the Heavenly Realm wants Huai Qing? A group of monks...why do they want Huai Qing?"

"I want her to be my consort."

"Concubine Ming?"

“You can also say Buddha Mother.”

"What do you mean?"

"Twenty years ago, Tianyu and Dafeng formed an alliance to fight against the demon tribes and barbarians in the north and south, right?"

"I know."

"During the Battle of Shanhaiguan and a series of battles during the hostilities, both sides suffered millions of casualties. For Dafeng, as long as corvée and taxes were appropriately reduced, the population would return to pre-war levels in ten or twenty years. However, Tianyu is different. As you know, Buddhism is the state religion of Tianyu, and half of the civilians believe in Buddhism. As a result, most people in Tianyu are pure-hearted and self-disciplined, and their enthusiasm for survival and reproduction is not as good as that of Dafeng."

Lin'an paused here, looked up at her, and nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully and could understand the conversation.

"In order to reverse this situation that may lead to insufficient population and subsequent decline in the near future, the top leaders of the Heavenly Realm decided to establish an image of a Buddha Mother to point the way for believers and let them know that sex and reproduction are also a form of cultivation. This will help the people of the Heavenly Realm improve their fertility and maintain their population size."

Chu Pingsheng said: "Can you do this?"

Lin'an sat back on the couch.

Chu Pingsheng continued, "If you really want to replace Huaiqing, I can discuss a replacement with the Bodhisattvas. Think about it carefully. If you want to help the prince consolidate his position, this is indeed a good idea. After all, if this is accomplished, it is equivalent to you resolving the conflict between Dafeng and Tianyu with your own strength, which is a good deed with immeasurable merit."

Lin An waved his hands hastily: "No, I don't want to marry a monk."

Gangzi was standing at the entrance of the waterside pavilion. He didn't hear the first part of the sentence clearly, but heard the last part, "I don't want to marry a monk." He thought the monk had said something excessive, so he quickly stood behind his master and pointed at him, angrily saying, "You shameless monk, the princess will not marry you, don't dream on."

Lin'an was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed Zu Gangzi's fingers and pressed his arm down.

"Gangzi!"

"Princess?"

"not him."

"Of course not him. How could a princess marry a monk?"

Lin An went crazy: "Stupid, you got it wrong!"

Gangzi looked puzzled: "Princess... could it be that you mean... to let him return to secular life and then marry him?"

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Lin'an drove the confused Gangzi out of the pavilion.

Chu Pingsheng said: "So you are still sad that I talked to her and not to you?"

"Not sad, not sad."

Lin An picked up the cup and took a sip of tea awkwardly.

"Am I a traitor?"

"No, how could that be." She smiled apologetically, "I was wrong about you, I'm... I'm sorry."

“Not sincere enough.”

"sorry!"

Lin'an could only apologize louder.

Gangzi and Xuanzi, who was standing further behind, looked at each other, unable to figure out what the two were up to.

"Okay, I forgive you."

Lin'an has one advantage: he is very sensitive about embarrassing things. He may be forced to apologize one moment, but forget about the unhappiness the next.

"Hey, Huaiqing...did you agree?"

Chu Pingsheng thought to himself that you are really gossipy.

"Of course not. If she had agreed, why would I have gone to Huairenju so many times to bargain with her?"

"Oh, it would be great if she agreed."

"She is your sister."

"Isn't it good to be a Buddha Mother? I think it suits her personality very well."

"..."

"Hey, you mentioned Ming Fei and Buddha Mother. If Huai Qing agrees, which Bodhisattva will she become Ming Fei?"

"What the Heaven Realm needs is a new class that can achieve dual cultivation with Ming Fei, and establish a new shortcut to sainthood for the people of the Heaven Realm, rather than the existing path of enlightenment for Bodhisattvas."

"If it's not a first-class bodhisattva, then it must be a second-class arhat?" "Why can't it be this poor monk?"

Lin'an thought he had heard it wrong. He glanced around again and again, the light in his pupils becoming brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't help but jump up and down and curse.

"You traitor! Traitor! Big liar, big traitor!"

Xuanzi and Gangzi, who were standing at the door, were confused by her and didn't know what was going on.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Do you think I want to? It's all the Bodhisattvas' wishes, okay? As the one who has the most hope of being promoted to the first rank in the Heaven Realm, I am naturally the best candidate in their eyes."

Lin'an suddenly became dispirited.

Because this was absolutely true. A few days ago, a small sun was created above the imperial city during the consecration ceremony, which almost roasted her into a suckling pig. She then found a chief academic officer of the Imperial College and brushed up on her knowledge of spiritual practice. She knew that the monk who performed the consecration ceremony, this Buddhist Vajra, was no ordinary person.

Come to think of it, there are four extraordinary strong men in charge of the capital of Dafeng: the first-grade supervisor, the second-grade national teacher, the third-grade dean of Yunlu Academy, and the third-grade sorcerer Sun Xuanji. However, Tianyu dares to send only a third-grade Vajra, a monk who is consecrated, to deal with the things suppressed under Sangpo Lake, which shows the respect and recognition of him. It seems that he is indeed the best candidate to match Huaiqing, the future Buddha Mother.

"What did you just say? Is this just wishful thinking on the part of a few Bodhisattvas?"

"correct."

Chu Pingsheng said: "Fortunately Huaiqing did not agree. If she had agreed, I would have been troubled."

Lin An looked unhappy: "Then why are you worried? Do you think Huai Qing is not worthy of you?"

"If I agree, I'll be a big liar and a big traitor. I said I don't want to, and you look unhappy. What do you want?"

"me……"

Lin'an was so confused by his question that he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

Yes, if Kaiguang said yes, that would be a betrayal to her; if Kaiguang said no, she would be angry at him for thinking too highly of himself. As the Princess of Dafeng and the most talented woman in the world, how could Huaiqing not be worthy of a monk like him?
"Bring it!"

She pursed her lips and reached forward.

"What to take?"

"Didn't you say you were going to think of a poem when you got home? It's been a long time, so I think you should have some results."

Chu Pingsheng took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and slapped it into her little hand, then picked up his Zen stick and walked towards the gate of the manor.

Gangzi poked Xuanzi's hand and asked him to go and send it off.

"Master, please."

The young eunuch left, and Gangzi came to Lin'an and asked, "Princess, what did you say to him just now?"

"nothing."

Lin'an felt that he was a little emotional and did not answer the maid's question seriously. He unfolded the paper in his hand, and saw two poems written beautifully in black and white.

The first poem: The East Mountain is too high to climb, but the moon is bright in the sky above the peak. My beauty makes me miss you so much, and I miss you alone.

The second poem: The gossips are heartbreaking, and the feelings are sad. The melancholy beauty goes home alone, and the fragrant grass is full of the setting sun.

"How about it?"

Gangzi recited the half-finished poem that the monk had written when he first came: "I once worried that my love would damage my Buddhist practice, and I was afraid that I would leave the city once I entered the mountains. How can I have the best of both worlds, to live up to the Tathagata and to live up to you?"

"Princess, this monk...seems to be a playboy."

"Ah? Flowery Monk? What is Flowery Monk?"

"This poem... can't be said that way."

"Gangzi, you've confused me. What do you want to say?"

"Princess, these two poems and the poem I gave you when we first met... are all love poems. If a monk writes love poems, what else can he be but a flower monk?"

"Love poems? Eh... love poems?!" Lin'an muttered and grabbed Gangzi's palace clothes: "What should I do? What should I do?"

"What do we do?" Gangzi didn't hear the two people's reply, and was confused by his master's half-sentence.

"He writes love poems, doesn't that mean he's in heat?"

Gangzi: “…”

Only animals are in heat.

Lin An didn't pay attention to her dark face, and suddenly realized that there was a big problem here: "Look... he's in heat, what if Huai Qing can't stand the pressure and agrees to him?"

"Promise what? Princess, please make your words clear."

"Monk Kaiguang has a mission in the Heaven Realm. One is to reinforce the seal formation of Sangpo Lake, and the other is to select the Buddha Mother to form a marriage alliance with Dafeng. The Bodhisattvas' favorite is Huaiqing. What if my father agrees and she doesn't object? Wouldn't that be bad?"

"Princess, isn't it a good thing that Huaiqing won't go against you anymore?"

"You are stupid. If Huaiqing becomes the Heavenly Realm Buddha Mother and turns around to support the Fourth Prince, will the Crown Prince's position last long?"

Gangzi suddenly felt that Princess Lin'an had come to her senses: "That's the truth."

"What should we do? What should we do? Gangzi, think of a solution quickly."

Gangzi thought for a moment, then he hardened his heart and stamped his feet: "Princess, didn't you just say he was in heat? Why not... just take him as your concubine?"

"Mianshou? Gangzi, what is a Mianshou?"

Ouch.

Only a scream was heard.

Plop! Someone fell into the water at the door.

Lin'an turned his head and found that it was the usually steady Xuan Zi. He didn't understand why this guy was so excited.

……

Chu Pingsheng returned to Xu's residence in East City from the lakeside cottage and took out the priceless Buddhist beads that Princess Yu had given him.

He stroked his fingers across the surface of the beads, and suddenly a stream of dark energy surged out and appeared in front of him. After surging for a while, it gathered in the middle, sometimes condensing into a vague human shape, and sometimes dispersing into a ball of gloomy ghost fog.

"what."

He swung forward and released a Seven Deadly Shadowless Evil to wrap up the ghost fog. After a dozen breaths, the ghost fog surged violently, and yin energy filled the entire room. Bumps appeared one after another. After the ghost fog twisted and rolled for a while, three blurry ghost faces gradually emerged, which seemed to be a monster with three heads and six arms.

Chu Pingsheng frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled the Seven Deadly Shadowless Evils and the Ghost Mist into his body.

He picked up the string of Buddhist beads, examined it carefully for a moment, and muttered softly, "Tsk tsk, Joan of Arc, how cruel."

The existence of this thing explains why Prince Yu was depressed and eventually died.

Prince Yu and Princess Yu thought that the emperor came to visit the palace and gave him a priceless Buddhist rosary because he cared about his brother. But in fact, it was not the case. Yuan Jing had evil intentions.

If a Buddhist monk is of the seventh rank, wearing this kind of thing on a daily basis can indeed help his practice, but for ordinary people, it cannot suppress the evil spirit at all.

In modern society, similar things have a special name, Kapalā - a ritual implement made of human or animal bones.

The Buddhism in this world is not as good as the Buddhism in modern society in terms of doctrines, various branches and schools, and cultural richness. There are not many magical instruments made of materials like the skull. Compared with the Buddhism in the Heavenly Realm, the people of the Wushen Cult play with it more.

After Pingyang disappeared, Prince Yu became a Buddhist and cultivated his mind. If he had been in daily contact with practicing monks, he would have noticed the problem with the Buddhist beads. However, the problem was that Dafeng's anti-Buddhist movement that had lasted for many years had squeezed out the practicing monks from the Heavenly Realm, leaving only a branch at Qinglong Temple.

For Prince Yu, it was the monks from Qinglong Temple who abducted his daughter, so it was naturally impossible for him to go to Qinglong Temple to worship Buddha and become a disciple. The remaining temples in the capital were all ordinary monks serving ordinary people. They only understood Buddhist principles but were not good at Buddhist teachings. It was normal that they could not find the problem with the Kapala Buddhist beads.

With Prince Yu's mortal body, his mental state was extremely bad due to the disappearance of his daughter and being forced to resign by civil officials. If he then wore such a magical instrument with such heavy resentment, one can imagine what his fate would be.

In other words, Prince Yu was murdered by his elder brother Emperor Yuan Jing through poisoning.

Imagine Pingyang was missing. Princess Yu was almost going insane because she missed her daughter so much. How could Prince Yu remain indifferent? After a while, when she calmed down, she would definitely look for her daughter. Even if he was not in the cabinet and was no longer the Minister of War, with his status as a prince, he would definitely find out if he investigated carefully.

After all, Monk Hengyuan was able to determine that the Yazi Organization was related to the disappearance of his junior brother, let alone Prince Yu. In order not to expose the truth that Pingyuan Bo killed Princess Pingyang and that the person behind the plot was the emperor, the best choice was to send Prince Yu and his daughter to the west together.

"It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. Joan of Arc, oh Joan of Arc, you are so cruel."

Chu Pingsheng sighed. In order to achieve immortality, Joan of Arc took over the bodies of her two sons - Emperor Yuan Jing and Prince Huai (Prince Zhenbei). Now she was plotting to kill her other son, Prince Yu, and her own granddaughter.

Enough!

He was so cruel that he admired her a little.

By the way, is this Kabala rosary from the Wushen Cult or the Earth Sect Black Lotus? And what is the origin of the three-headed ghost?
what.

Just then, he seemed to notice something and his expression changed slightly.

"I can't hold it back anymore. Are you going to take action?"

……

While Chu Pingsheng was going in and out of Huairenju, Xu Qian'an was also busy investigating the Sangpo explosion case.

The court spread the word that the case was committed by the Kui tribe in the north. However, with the ability of the Kui tribe, it was not a problem to mine saltpeter and make explosives in Dahuang Mountain, but how to transport it to the heavily guarded imperial city? So it was impossible for no one to help.

Emperor Yuan Jing, Wei Yuan, Huai Qing, Yang Yan and others all knew that Zhu Yang and his subordinate Yin Luo had offended the monk Kaiguang. In order to appease the anger of the Heavenly Realm, Emperor Yuan Jing had to use them as sacrifices, while the traitor who helped the demon clan transport gunpowder was still at large.

Xu Qian'an was investigating this group of traitors.

In the TV series, the incident of Henghui killing Pingyuanbo hindered the progress of solving the case. Here, the massacre of Pingyuanbo's family was not linked to the Sangpo Lake explosion, so the clues were very clear.

The flag officer guarding the gate of the imperial city died at home. Judging from the posture, the murderer should be an acquaintance. If the case involves the demon clan, it makes sense that the key figure possesses a magic weapon that can block the art of qi-watching. Upon learning that the flag officer's boss Zhou Chixiong had taken sick leave shortly after being investigated by Chu Caiwei and had never appeared since, Xu Qian'an led people to Zhou's house to check and found that the man had already fled, so he concluded that the entry of gunpowder into the imperial city was related to this man.

But Zhou Chixiong has already run away, what should we do?

During the routine "group discussion" of Tiandi Society, No. 1 took the opportunity to seek help from No. 2 Li Miaozhen, but was rejected. Li Miaozhen's reason was that No. 1 was a court official. Xu Qiyan also asked her for help, but was also rejected, saying that he was a disgusting monk. Xu Qiyan could only use the fact that Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen owed him a favor when they saved No. 6 Hengyuan to force Li Miaozhen to submit.

Lady Feiyan was very unhappy and said that if she had known this would happen, she would never owe anyone a favor. However, there is no medicine for regret in the world, and after Xu Qian'an's pressure, she could only accept the defeat and promised to help him catch Zhou Chixiong as soon as possible.

Li Miaozhen is a man of action. With the help of the female ghost Susu, she quickly found Zhou Chixiong's whereabouts, designed a plan to capture him, and sent someone to transfer him to the capital.

……

A few days later, Xu Qian'an learned that the people escorting Zhou Chixiong were less than a hundred miles away from the capital. In order to avoid being intercepted by the Ministry of Justice when entering the city, he took Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to the agreed location to pick them up.

At the same time, Chu Pingsheng also left the capital of Dafeng and came to Qinglong Temple in the western suburbs.

As autumn begins, a chilly atmosphere fills the wilderness. A west wind blows by, stirring up the yellow leaves on the ground with a rustling sound.

Chu Pingsheng looked at the white walls on both sides of the red door. On the left was written "No need to sweep a clean ground", and on the right was written "Why close an empty door"? He then looked at the stone steps that had not been swept for a long time and were covered with fallen leaves and moss. He shook his head and walked inside step by step.

Unlike the layout of the front hall of modern temples, there is no Maitreya Buddha here, and naturally no Heavenly King Hall, but there is a Bodhi Hall, which enshrines the four first-grade Bodhisattvas of the heavenly realm, namely, Kāśyapa Bodhisattva, Liuli Bodhisattva, Guangxian Bodhisattva and Faji Bodhisattva. Further back is the Tathagata Hall, which enshrines the Buddha.

Although the Qinglong Temple was suppressed by the Dafeng court and its incense business was not as prosperous as that of the temples in the inner city and the suburbs, there were still many believers who came to worship Buddha on weekdays. However, at this moment, the situation in the courtyard was almost the same as that at the gate. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and the dust was blown up by the wind. The copper inn with the blue dragon carved in the middle was no longer filled with smoke, and half of the incense ash inside was blown away. It seemed that no one had come to burn incense for at least half a month.

hum.

Chu Pingsheng stepped down, and the raised stone slab covered with fallen leaves shook up and down.

When he raised his head again, his sight passed over the Qinglong furnace in Qinglong Temple, passed through the open door of the front hall, and fell on the woman who was tied up on the base of the Buddha statue.

It was the prostitute Fuxiang who had disappeared for many days.

There was a piece of black cloth stuffed in her mouth, and she was whimpering at him and shaking her head, as if to say, "Go away and don't bother me."

Chu Pingsheng didn't leave, but took another step forward.

hum.

The bricks shook again, and the uneven feeling returned.

call……

An autumn wind blew by, turning over the fallen leaves on the ground, which rolled around rustlingly.

hum.

hum.

hum...

There were continuous noises, but they were not caused by Chu Pingsheng continuing to step on the ground. They came from the constantly vibrating blocks in various parts of the temple, as if something was pushing the flat stone slabs underneath.

Soon, the sounds merged into one.

Snapped.

A half-meter-sized stone slab turned over, and a hand covered with corpse spots and signs of decay stretched out, followed by a bald head and body, and the dirt on the monk's robes and rosary fell off.

(End of this chapter)