Chapter 835 The eldest princess is the concubine of the monk (two in one)
Two days later.
Small building in the lake.
The wind is light and the sun is bright, and the lake waves are rippling.
Chu Pingsheng, led by the female official Gangzi, walked across the pier and came to the water pavilion in the middle of the lake. On the long couch in the hall, there were two women, one big and one small, wearing a moon-white palace skirt and a red lotus jewel between his eyebrows. He was the master here. The second princess of Dafeng Lin'an, and the older one was Princess Yu. Although he was only in his thirties, he had wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and looked up. He was already old quickly in the royal family. In fact, it is understandable that his daughter ran away with someone and had no news. King Yu died in depression. It would be strange if he left her.
"Master, you are here."
I don't know what embarrassing topics to talk to Princess Yu, Lin'an's expression was a little unnatural. Seeing Gangzi bringing him in, he quickly stood up to greet him.
"Come on, let me introduce you to you. This is my emperor's uncle and Princess Yu."
Chu Pingsheng took a step forward, looked at it carefully, and stood up and said, "Amitabha, hello, princess."
"Hello master."
Princess Yu stood up and returned the gift.
"Sit down." Lin'an gave a wink at Gangzi, 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, which contained several pomegranates with rosy and shiny skins. The smallest one was as big as a shot put.
He knew what the two of them were talking about just now.
No wonder Lin'an's expression was very unnatural. In the TV series, Lin'an has been cheating Princess Yu and telling her that she had letters to contact Pingyang, so that Princess Yu always asked her to ask about Pingyang's recent situation. Lin'an could only lie perfunctorily. As the saying goes, a lie must be fulfilled by a hundred lies. In this case, it would be strange if the atmosphere of chatting is good.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Lin'an glanced at him angrily, wanting to calculate the account you almost cooked me, but the emperor's uncle was by her side, so she still had to be more reserved. "It's the emperor's uncle. I have always wanted to thank you for what happened during the Sangbo Festival." Princess Yu smiled at him: "Actually, I wanted to thank you very early, but recently... I didn't have the chance, so I delayed Lin'an to invite the master here until today."
She was smiling, but she smiled very reluctantly, and she was a smile that would no longer smile naturally. She was sincere, but she could not infect others' emotions and brought positive feedback.
Chu Pingsheng sighed in his heart: "It's a big deal, so why bother to ask?" Princess Yu said, "Lin'an said that the master does not love yellow and white things. I thought about it and felt that this should be of some use to the master." After saying this, she took out a string of rosary from her arms that was smooth and oily on the outside, and was connected by turquoise, coral, agate, Ruyi Dzi beads, Tujia, and Tucao. Even the disciple beads and vajra ornaments below were wrapped in gold, colorful and eye-catching.
Chu Pingsheng frowned slightly.
Lin'an did not notice his micro-expression, and Princess Yu was the same. He continued, "After Pingyang left, the prince was depressed. I advised him to go out for more trips. He agreed. Once we went to the Inspiration Temple to pray for Pingyang. He had a great chat with the abbot in the temple. That was the first time I saw him laughing when Pingyang disappeared. After returning to the palace, he began to worship Buddha and recite scriptures, sit in meditation and meditation. His spirit was much better than when he resigned. After knowing, the emperor came to the palace to visit the prince, comforted him, and gave him this string of rosary."
She stopped and continued after a while, "It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The prince believed it for two months and the Buddha refused. He also said that this was useless. Then he drank his sorrows with alcohol. His spirit was getting worse day by day. In the end, he was overwhelmed and he couldn't get sick."
Lin'an winked at the side, disgusting her for saying that these bad atmospheres had nothing to do with the monk.
"Let her talk."
Chu Pingsheng could understand the mood of this nominal mother-in-law. King Yu was dead and his daughter disappeared. There was no one around him who could open his heart. He had a lot of words and had nowhere to tell him. Now he had an opportunity to tell family affairs and relieve loneliness. Of course, he couldn't help but feel sad, and poured out the bitterness of daily life.
"Sorry, I...I... made the master laugh."
Princess Yu realized that she was talking too much and pushed the string of rosary to Chu Pingsheng. "It's useless for me to keep this, I'll give it to the master." "Okay, I'll accept it." Chu Pingsheng did not refuse, and grabbed the string of priceless rosary and put it into his sleeve.
Princess Yu felt as if she had fulfilled a thought that had troubled her life. She felt relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up to say goodbye.
"I said thank you, and the master also accepted the gift. Since Lin'an still wants to ask the master for questions about poetry, I won't disturb you." Lin'an did not try to keep him, and asked Gang's son to send the emperor's uncle out of Linhu Xiaozhu on her behalf.
Chu Pingsheng sat down and picked up a pomegranate. After squeezing the weak sword energy, he cut the pomegranate skin open, revealing the plump pulp inside, rubbing it off and putting it in his mouth and chewing it for two bites. It was so sour and sour.
Lin'an swallowed his saliva when he was eating pomegranate: "Is it delicious?"
Chu Pingsheng handed the skinned pomegranate in his hand forward: "Try it."
She waved her hand quickly: "I don't dare to eat it."
"Afraid of soreness?"
"..."
Chu Pingsheng said: "Don't you and Pingyang like to eat pomegranates from the royal palace the most?"
She was about to say that because of this, she didn't dare to eat it, but the words rushed to her throat and didn't come out.
"How do you know that Pingyang and I like to eat pomegranates from the royal palace the most?"
"You said."
"When did I say it?"
"It was last time."
"Which last time?"
"Which last time?"
"You can't have fallen into the lake too many times, and your mind is in the water?"
Lin'an saw that he was so decisive and righteous, so he began to doubt himself. Could it be that he really had a brain in the water and told him about her and Pingyang? "You still said you don't want to be separated from her. If it weren't for the fact that you were a princess and had your father and mother here, you would have escaped from the big cage of the capital like her."
? ? ? ? ? ?
Lin'an was surprised. Did he say this to him?
"Why... why don't I have no impression at all? Could it be..." "Yes, your mind is in water." "Who... who said my mind is in water? I... that's just occasionally... I have a bad memory." She pouted her rosy little mouth and criticized him: "It's you, you traitor." "Traitor?" "Yes, I heard that you went to Huairen's residence outside the city many times a few days ago, and had a great chat with her." Lin'an leaned closer, looked at his eyes, plucked his cheeks, and said with confidence: "I'll come first!"
"..."
"Why didn't you say anything? Traitor!"
Chu Pingsheng said, "Don't you know that Huaiqing explained the Sangbo Lake explosion to me under the order of the emperor, seeking a result that satisfies both sides?"
"The father asked her to talk to you?"
Lin'an's momentum became much weaker: "Then... then you won't refuse, will you designate me to talk to you? Humph, I can do what Huaiqing can do, so can."
"You want to fight for this?"
"Of course."
Lin'an said, "You think, if I negotiate with you, the prince's face will definitely be shining."
"This... may not work."
"You underestimate people!"
Chu Pingsheng got closer, and the two of them had their faces less than an inch away, and Gangzi, who was standing at the door, tightened his body.
"The Dafeng royal family lost things from the Tiandi, so they naturally have to pay them back. If they want to avoid the war between the two countries, the Buddhist sect has issued a condition, either Dafeng will find the body of the Shura King to return it to the Tiandi, or exchange it with the equivalent, and this equal object is the first talented woman in Dafeng, the supervisory disciple, and the eldest princess Huaiqing."
"What?!"
Lin'an was shocked: "You said Tiandi wants Huaiqing? A group of monks... what do you want Huaiqing to do?"
"I want her to be the Ming concubine."
"I want her to be the Ming concubine."
"Mingfei?"
"You can also say the Buddha Mother."
"What does it mean?"
"Twenty years ago, the Tianyu formed an alliance with Dafeng to fight against the demons and barbarians in the north and south, right? " "I know."
"I know."
"A series of battles during the Shanhaiguan battle and hostilities, with millions of casualties on both sides. For Dafeng, as long as the corvee and taxes are appropriately reduced, the population will return to the pre-war period in more than ten or twenty years. However, the Tianyuan is different. You also know that Buddhism is the national religion of the Tianyuan. Half of the civilians believe in Buddhism, so that the Tianyuan territory is more pure and few desires, and more discipline themselves and asceticism, it is difficult for the Chinese people to survive and reproduce."
Lin'an paused when he said this, looked up at her and nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully and could understand the content of the conversation.
"In order to reverse the situation that may lead to insufficient population in the near future and then decline, the senior management of the Tiandi decided to establish the image of a Buddha mother to point out the direction for believers and let them know that the affairs of men and women and reproduction of offspring are also a kind of cultivation, so as to help the people of the Tiandi improve their reproduction 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 with all the Bodhisattvas to replace others. Think about it carefully. If it is said that in order to help the prince stabilize his position, this is indeed a good way. After all, if this matter is done, it is equivalent to resolving the conflict between Dafeng and the heavenly realm with one's own strength. This is a good deed of infinite merits."
Lin'an waved his hand quickly: "No, I don't want to marry a monk."
Gangzi stood at the door of the water pavilion, but he didn't hear the words in front clearly. The next sentence "I don't want to marry a monk" was clearly heard. He thought that the monk had said too much, so he quickly stood behind the master and angrily scolded: "You shameless monk, the princess will not marry you, don't be foolish."
Lin'an was stunned for a moment, and quickly grabbed Gangzi's fingers and pressed his arm.
"Gangzi!"
"Princess?"
"Not him."
"Of course it's not him. How could the princess marry a monk?"
Lin'an went crazy: "Idiot, you're wrong!"
Gangzi looked puzzled: "Princess... Could it be that you mean... let him return to secular life and marry him?"
"Go away quickly, go away quickly." Lin'an drove Gangzi out of the water pavilion, who was confused.
Chu Pingsheng said, "So you still talk to her for me. Are you sad if you don't talk to you?"
"No, no sad."
Lin'an picked up the cup and took a sip of tea awkwardly.
"Am I a traitor?"
"No, how could that happen." She smiled apologetically: "I blame you wrongly, right... I'm sorry."
"Not sincere enough."
"Sorry!"
Lin'an could only increase the volume to apologize.
Gangzi and Xuanzi, who was standing behind, looked at each other, and couldn't figure out what the two of them were selling.
"Okay, I forgive you."
Lin'an has an advantage. He is very worried about embarrassing things. He was forced to apologize the moment before, and threw his annoyance behind him. "Hey, Huaiqing... did you agree?" Chu Pingsheng said in his heart that you are really gossipy.
"Of course there is no more. If she agrees, why would I go to Huairenju to bargain with her many times?"
"Oh, how good she has to agree."
"She is your sister."
"Is it not good to be a Buddha mother? I think it suits her personality very well."
"..."
"..."
"Hey, you said to the concubine, and then the Buddha Mother. If Huaiqing agreed, which Bodhisattva's concubine would she become?"
"What the Heavenly Realm needs is a new grade that can achieve dual cultivation with the Mingxian, and set a new shortcut to the people of the Heavenly Realm to become a saint, rather than the existing Bodhisattva's path to enlightenment."
"Not a first-class Bodhisattva, then a second-class Arhat?" "Why can't it be a mere monk?"
Lin'an thought he had heard it wrong, glanced at him and glanced, and the light in his pupils became more and more intense, and finally he couldn't help but jumped up and scolded.
"You traitor! Traitor! Big liar, big traitor!"
Xuanzi and Gangzi who were standing at the door were confused by her, and they didn't know what was going on.
Chu Pingsheng said, "Do you think I think? Are the meanings of the Bodhisattvas? As the most hopeful way to advance to the first level in the Heavenly Realm, I am naturally the best candidate in their eyes."
Lin'an suddenly became depressed.
Because this is correct, a few days ago, Consang made a small sun above the imperial city, almost roasting her into a suckling pig. She found a sacrificial priest at the Imperial College to make up for her cultivation knowledge and knew that Consang Monk, the Buddhist Vajra, was a great secret.
Think about it, there are four extraordinary powerful men, including the first-rank supervisor, the second-rank national teacher, the third-rank Yunlu Academy president, and the third-rank sorcerer Sun Xuanji. Tianyu dares to send only the Conscious Monk, a third-rank Vajra to deal with the suppression under Sangbo Lake, which shows his respect and recognition of him. In this way, he is indeed the best candidate to match Huaiqing, the future Buddha Mother. "What did you say just now? How many Bodhisattvas are willing to do this?"
"Yes."
Chu Pingsheng said, "Fortunately Huaiqing did not agree. If she agreed, it would be a headache."
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Lin'an looked unhappy: "Then why are you worried? Do you think Huaiqing is not worthy of you?"
"If I agree, I am a big liar and a big traitor. I say I am not happy, and you are unhappy again. What are you going to do?"
"I...I..."
Lin'an was confused by his question, and he didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.
Yes, if Consang Guang said he was willing, that was betrayed her; if Consang Guang said he was unwilling, she was angry that he was too arrogant. As the eldest princess, Huaiqing, the most talented woman in the world, would she not be worthy of him as a monk?
"Give it!"
She pursed her lips and stretched out her hand forward. "What are you taking?" "Didn't you say you want to think about poetry? There have been many days, and it should be a result." Chu Pingsheng took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and slapped it into her little hand, picked up his Zen stick, and walked towards the gate of the manor.
Gangzi poked Xuanzi's hand and asked him to send it. "Master, please."
The little eunuch went, and Gangzi came to Lin'an: "Princess, what did you say to him just now?"
"Nothing."
Linan felt a little emotional, and did not answer the maid's question seriously. He spread the paper in his hand, and wrote two poems beautifully in black and white.
The first poem: The east mountain is turbulent and cannot be climbed, and the sky is high and the moon is bright. The beauty has caused lovesickness again, and I remember this only one person as a relative.
The second song: The short flow of people is broken, and the feelings are sad. The melancholy jade man returns home alone, and the fragrant grass is covered with the setting sun.
"How is it?"
Gangzi recited the half-part poem when the monk came for the first time: "I had thought that he was full of emotion and had to destroy the Brahma practice, but when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would be able to see the world of both worlds, and I would not let you down."
"Princess, this monk... seems to be a monk in flower."
"Ah? Monk Hua? What is Monk Hua?"
"This poem...can't be said that."
"Gangzi, I'm confused by you. What do you want to express?"
"Princess, these two poems and the poem I gave when I first met... are love poems. Monks write love poems, but what is it not monk Hua?"
"Love poems? Hey... love poems?!" Lin'an muttered a few words and grabbed Gangzi's palace: "What should I do, what should I do?"
"What should I do?" Gangzi didn't hear the two of them just now, and was confused by the question he asked the master half. "Don't he meant to be in heat?"
Gangzi: "..."
Animals are in heat.
Lin'an didn't care about her black face, and suddenly realized that there was a big problem here: "Look... he is in heat. What if Huaiqing can't stand the pressure and agree to him?"
"What to promise? Princess, please make it clear."
"The monk Consecrated is responsible for the mission of the Heavenly Realm. One is to strengthen the sealing array of Sangbo Lake, and the second is to select the Buddha Mother to marry me. The object that several Bodhisattvas like is Huaiqing. If the father agrees and she does not object, isn't that bad?"
"Princess, isn't it a good thing if Huaiqing doesn't go against you in the future?"
"You are stupid. If Huaiqing becomes the Buddha Mother of the Heavenly Realm and turns to support the Fourth Prince, can the position of the Prince be long?"
Gangzi suddenly felt that Princess Lin'an was enlightened: "That's the reason."
"What should I do then? What should I do? Gangzi, think of a solution."
Gangzi thought for a moment, and stomped his feet: "Princess, didn't you say he was in heat just now? That's better... just call him a couple."
"Face? Gangzi, what is a couple?"
Oh.
A shout of exclamation was heard.
Thump, someone fell into the water at the door.
Lin'an turned his head and found that it was Xuanzi, who had always been steady, and he didn't understand why this guy was so excited.
…
Chu Pingsheng returned to Xu's house in Dongcheng from Linhu Xiaozhu, and took out the string of priceless Buddhist beads that Princess Yu gave him.
Fingers stroked the surface of the beads, and suddenly a yin energy surged out, emerging in front of him, surging for a moment, then gathering in the middle, sometimes condensed into a blurred human form, and sometimes dissipated into a gloomy ghost mist.
"Huh."
He waved forward a slight shadowless evil spirit to wrap the ghost fog. After more than a dozen breaths, the ghost fog surged violently, and the yin energy filled the entire room, one after another, one after another raised one after another. After the ghost fog twisted and rolled for a while, three blurred faces gradually appeared, as if they were a monster with three heads and six arms.
Chu Pingsheng frowned, reached out to grab it, and pulled the Qijue Wuyingsha and ghost mist into his body.
He lifted the string of Buddhist beads, looked at them carefully for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "Tsk tsk, Joan of Arc, it's cruel."
The existence of this thing explained why King Yu was depressed and died in the end.
Prince Yu and Princess Yu thought the emperor went to visit the palace and gave him a priceless Buddhist bead to care about his younger brother, but it was not. Yuan Jing was full of evil intentions.
If you are a seventh-grade Buddhist monk, wearing this kind of thing on a daily basis will indeed help you practice, but for ordinary people, you cannot suppress its evil spirit at all.
In modern society, there is a special name for similar things, Gabala - a magic tool made from human or animal bones.
The Buddhists in this world are not as good as those in modern society in terms of doctrines, various branches and schools, cultural richness, etc. There are not many magical instruments made of materials like Gabala. Compared with the Buddhists of the Heavenly Realm, there are more people in the Witch God Sect playing.
After Pingyang disappeared, the king of the Buddha cultivates his heart. If he had contact with monks in daily life, he would definitely be able to detect the problem of Buddhist beads. However, the problem is that the long-term movement to destroy Buddhism in Dafeng squeezed the monks of the practice sect originating from the heavenly realm to the only one branch of Qinglong Temple.
For King Yu, it was the monk from Qinglong Temple who abducted his daughter, so it was naturally impossible to go to Qinglong Temple to study Buddhism and become a disciple. The remaining temples in the capital are all ordinary monks who are facing ordinary people. They only understand Buddhist principles and are not good at Buddhism, and it is difficult to find the problem of Gabala Buddhist beads. This is normal.
With the body of a mortal man of King Yu, the mental state of a very poor person is in such a bad state because of the disappearance of his daughter and the forced resignation of the civil servant. If you wear this kind of magic weapon with a lot of resentment, you can imagine how he will end up wearing it.
In other words, King Yu was murdered by his brother "Emperor Yuan Jing" by slowly "poisoning".
Imagine Pingyang is missing, Princess Yu is almost mentally ill when she thinks about her daughter. How could King Yu be indifferent? After a long time, he would definitely find his daughter if he was angry. Even if he was not in the cabinet, he would no longer be the Minister of War. As a prince, as long as he investigated carefully, it would never be impossible to find it.
After all, monk Hengyuan can confirm that the teeth tissue is related to the disappearance of his junior brother, let alone King Yu. In order not to expose the truth that Ping Yuanbo killed Princess Pingyang and the person behind the scenes was the emperor, the best choice was to send King Yu back to the west with his daughter.
"Everyone says that a tiger will not eat his son. Joan of Arc, you are really cruel."
Chu Pingsheng sighed. Joan of Arc took over two sons for the sake of immortality - Emperor Jing of Yuan and King Huai (King of Zhenbei). Now he conspired to kill another son, King Yu and his own granddaughter.
Renior enough!
He was so cruel that he was a little impressed.
After that being said, is this Gabala rosary from the Witch God Sect or from the Black Lotus of the Earth Sect? What is the origin of those three-headed ghosts?
Hey.
At this moment, he seemed to notice something, and his expression changed slightly. "I can't hold it in my heart, are you going to do it?"
...
When Chu Pingsheng was in and out of Huairen, Xu Qi'an was not idle either and had been investigating the Sangbo explosion.
The court revealed to the outside world that the case was committed by the Kui tribe in the north. However, with the Kui tribe's ability, it is not a problem to mine saltpeter in Dahuang Mountain and make explosives, but how to transport it into the heavily guarded imperial city? So it is impossible to have no one to support it.
Emperor Jing of Yuan, Wei Yuan, Huaiqing, Yang Yan and others all knew that Zhu Yang and his subordinate Yin Luo had offended the Consecrated Monk. In order to calm the anger of the Heavenly Realm, Emperor Jing of Yuan had to treat them as victims, and the traitor who helped the demon clan transport gunpowder was still at large.
Xu Qi'an was investigating this group of traitors.
In the TV series, Henghui killed Pingyuanbo, the progress of solving the case was greatly extended. Here, the Pingyuanbo Mansion family killing case is not related to the Sangbo Lake explosion, so the clues are very clear.
The little 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 is reasonable to say that the key figure has a magic weapon that can block the qi-seeing technique. When he learned that the boss of the little flag officer Zhou Chixiong had taken sick leave shortly after being investigated by Chu Caiwei, he did not appear again. Xu Qi'an took people to Zhou's house for investigation and found that the person had already run away, so he concluded that the incident of gunpowder entering the imperial city was related to this person.
But Zhou Chixiong has already run away, what should I do?
When the Tiandihui held a routine "group discussion", No. 1 asked Li Miaozhen for help, but was rejected. Li Miaozhen's reason was that No. 1 was a person from the court, and Xu Qi'an also asked her for help, but was also rejected, saying that he was an annoying monk Consecrated. Xu Qi'an could only force Li Miaozhen to submit to the matter that Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen owe others when they saved Lu Hao Hengyuan.
Flying Yan Female Hero was very unhappy and said that if she had known this, she would not have owed anyone favors at the beginning. However, there was no regret medicine in the world. After Xu Qi'an's run, she could only pinch her nose and admit defeat, and promised to help him catch Zhou Chixiong as soon as possible.
Li Miaozhen is an action faction. With the help of the female ghost Susu, she quickly found Zhou Chixiong's place, designed to capture him, and handed him over to the capital.
…
A few days later, Xu Qi'an learned that the person escorting Zhou Chixiong was less than a hundred miles away from the capital. In order to avoid being intercepted by the Ministry of Justice when he entered the city, he took Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to the agreed location to pick up the people.
At the same time, Chu Pingsheng also left Dafeng Capital and came to Qinglong Temple in the western suburbs.
The heaven and earth are in autumn, and the solemn aura spreads through the wilderness. A west wind blows by, blowing the yellow leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Chu Pingsheng looked at the white walls on both sides of the red door, and wrote "There is no need to sweep the clean ground" on the left, and wrote "Why do you need to close the empty door" on the right, and looked at the stone steps that had not been swept for a long time, covered with falling leaves and moss. He shook his head and walked inside step by step.
Unlike the arrangement of the front hall of modern temples, there is no Maitreya Buddha here, so naturally there is no Heavenly King Hall. However, there is a Bodhi Hall, which worships the four-class Bodhisattvas in the heavenly realm, Gala Tree Bodhisattva, Glass Bodhisattva, Guangxian Bodhisattva and Faji Bodhisattva. Later, there is the Tathagata Temple, which worships the Buddha.
Although Qinglong Temple was suppressed by the court of ceremonies, the incense was not as good as the temples in the inner city and the suburbs, and there were still many believers who came to worship Buddha. However, at this moment, the situation in the courtyard was almost the same as the door. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and dust squinted when it was blown. The copper furnace carved in the middle was no longer smoky. Half of the incense ash inside was blown away, and it seemed that no one had incense for at least half a month.
Knock.
Chu Pingsheng stepped down with one foot, and the raised stone slab covered by fallen leaves swayed up and down.
When he raised his head again, his eyes passed the Qinglong Furnace of Qinglong Temple, and then passed the open door of the front hall, and fell on the woman tied to the base of the Buddha statue.
It was the private prostitute who had disappeared for many days.
She had a ball of black cloth stuffed into her mouth, and was whining at him, constantly shaking her head, as if she was saying to leave quickly and leave me alone.
Chu Pingsheng did not leave, so he took another step forward.
Knock.
The bricks shake again, and the uneven feeling arises again.
Hu...
A gust of autumn wind blew, turning the fallen leaves on the ground and rolling around.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock...
There were continuous sounds, but it was not Chu Pingsheng who continued to step on the ground. They came from blocks that were constantly vibrating everywhere in the temple, like something was pushing the paved stone slabs below.
Soon, the sounds were connected.
Bang.
A half-meter-sized stone slab was turned over, and a hand covered with corpse spots, with signs of rotting out, followed by a rising bald head and body, and the soil on the monk's robes and beads fell.
(This chapter ends)