Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 624 If you kill a lot, you need to chant Buddha more
Under the shadow, Song Lieyin clenched his little hand vigorously.

Sure enough, Empress Dowager Ruan is too lazy to do superficial work.
In the palace, she had never expressed her impatience and disgust so bluntly
Look at the vigorous monks in this room again.
Song Lieyin was convinced that this was a den of bandits.
But where did the great reputation of Daci'en Temple come from for so many years?
Didn't any pilgrims notice something was wrong?
Or, on weekdays, these monks pretend too well
Yeah, maybe they're just targeting themselves
Now, Song Lieyin has reason to doubt.
These monks in the entire Da Ci'en Temple are a dark force raised here by the Queen Mother Ruan
But here comes the problem again
It is absolutely impossible for Da Ci'en Temple to be headed by monks all the time, otherwise the dog man would not be ignorant of this.
So how long has this force been lurking here?
Where are the real monks from the past?
Xiao Fuzi noticed that her master's breath was strange, and Mimi tugged at the corner of her sleeve
Fortunately, at this time, everyone in the palace focused their attention on the three Empress Dowager Ruan, Hong Feng and Ye Xin.
Their small movement here has not been noticed.
At this time, Hongfeng also spoke.

His face was cold and his tone was somewhat gloomy.

"Hongzan is the old monk's younger brother. It is true that the younger brother has a deep connection with Buddhism. It is reasonable for the empress dowager and princess to praise him a little bit."

"It's just that the younger brother has been in seclusion and comprehending the Buddha's teachings for many days. I'm not here. The concubine Qing wants to pay a visit to the younger brother, so I'm afraid there will be no chance."

Ye Xin stared at Empress Dowager Ruan's unfriendly gaze, and continued to ask, "May I ask Master Abbot, when will Master Hongzan leave the customs?"

Hongfeng twirled the big Buddha beads hanging on his chest, and said with unknown meaning: "It depends on God's will."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his sleeves and sat down, picked up the wooden fish in front of him, and struck.
The crisp '咚咚' sound from slow to urgent.
The monks are chanting "buzzing". It's really good.
Ye Xin pressed calmly from the bottom of her heart, but on the surface she put on a look of concern.
Empress Dowager Ruan snorted disdainfully, then closed her eyes and muttered
If you kill a lot, you need to recite the Buddha's name more
On the other side, somewhere in the dense forest on the top of the mountain.

Yuan Shi stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes flying.

The bright moon was half-covered, and the thick fog at night was gradually rising, making his already gloomy expression even more elusive.
Qian Mo stood five steps away, his expression full of rare anger.

And behind them is a huge earth pit
The bones that have long since rotted are mixed with sandalwood beads and other things that are so shabby that it is difficult to distinguish. They are piled up in pieces.
"Master, these bones should be the real monks of the Da Ci'en Temple. In addition, some women's bones were dug up."

"My subordinate ordered Qian Jiu, who is good at autopsy, to examine these bones. The monks have been dead for at least ten years, and the bones of these women are of different ages. Some are close to ten years old, and some are from the last month."

If the falcons hadn't smelled the rotting smell of fresh corpses, they might not have found it so easily in such a deep mountain.
It has to be said that even Qianmo, who has long been accustomed to seeing life and death, was indescribably shocked and sad when he dug out this corpse pit.
The pure place of Buddhism, the pious place that countless princes and nobles, and the poor people yearn for wholeheartedly. But there is such a dirty and sinful corpse pit.
Da Ci'en Temple has long been turned into a man-eating devil's den
(End of this chapter)