Chapter 979: Just some old things
This matter itself has nothing to do with Yang Yiyi. They came to trouble Jingci Temple. Yang Yiyi just had itchy hands and had to go up there to feel refreshed.
Li Chengqi also knew that the monks of the Xuan generation from Jingci Temple would arrive soon, so he allowed Yang Yiyi to go up and enjoy himself.
Precisely because the real owner is here, we can retreat to the side and watch the show, which means we can enjoy the show, but we don't want to be used as a weapon.
When Zhang Hanlai looked at Xuan Bei, the expression on his face could only be described as furious. The veins were protruding and twisted like earthworms, which was very scary.
"Okay, okay! We finally came out. Where is the host? Tell him to get out!"
Many monks of the Xuan generation could not help but want to scold him, but Xuanbei shook his head and then took a step forward and said:
"The host brother has... passed away."
"Stop bluffing me! The old thief can't die so easily!"
Zhang Hanlai's first reaction was that he didn't believe it. You guys must be tricking me.
But when I calmed down and took a look, most of the monks still had red eyes, and there was a burning smell on their bodies...
"Are they really dead?"
"Seriously."
"Hahahahaha!"
Zhang Hanlai burst out laughing, so happy that he laughed, but with the help of his terrifying internal energy, the sound was deafening, as if the tiles on the roofs of the surrounding buildings were shaking.
"Okay! It's a good death! It's a shame! It's a shame!"
The funeral has just been held, and you come to tell me that it was a good death and how the family members of the deceased feel.
The monks at Jingci Temple almost wanted to skin Zhang Hanlai and eat him, but Xuanbei signaled everyone to leave him alone.
Zhang Hanlai didn't even look at the expressions of the monks at Jingci Temple. He turned around with a big smile, staggered away, and disappeared outside the mountain gate after a while. His laughter could be heard for a long time. The sound echoed in the valley.
"What on earth is this person here for?"
Princess Mingzhu, who didn't see the excitement, thought it was no good. Then wouldn't I have run all this way in vain?
Master Xuanbei shook his head and said:
"It's just an old story, Princess, please don't worry about it."
That being said, the things inside this are obviously not something that can be brushed off with an old story.
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For Jingci Temple, a place of pure Buddhist practice, what happened today really challenged everyone's heart.
Not long after I opened my eyes in the morning, I found that the host was dead. Before I could cry, the princess came. Just after the funeral, someone sent blood letters and made trouble. After the funeral, they were not allowed to beat the person out.
Each one of them makes people confused. What's the matter?
But this is a matter between the monks of the Xuan generation. If they don't tell it, outsiders really have no way of knowing.
Even if you don't count these things that only a few people know, there are a lot of problems just on the surface.
The first thing to decide is who the new host will be.
Generally speaking, the new host is appointed by the previous host, but this time he died suddenly and could not be appointed.
In this case, in order of seniority, the new abbot must be one of the monks of the Xuan generation.
So here comes the question, there are more than one or two Xuanzis, they can form a football team plus substitutes. With so many people, who should you choose?
This is a problem.
So Jingci Temple used the simplest and crudest method, voting.
Whoever has high moral character and high prestige will naturally get more votes, and the one with more votes will be the new host. Princess Mingzhu jumped out as soon as she heard this and said, "Okay, okay, this is fun... No, I said it's okay. To show fairness, I will count the votes."
Look, what does the selection of the host of the Monk Temple have to do with you, a princess? Why do you have to get involved?
But Princess Mingzhu has spoken, who dares to refuse?
Xuanbei had no choice but to say respectfully that it would be great to have a princess in charge of the overall situation, just think of it as giving face to the nobles of Liuzhou Kingdom.
However, you can't vote right away. After all, the funeral has just been held, so you have to give everyone some time to think carefully about who to vote for.
This time can also be used to prepare for blessing rituals, such as cleaning the ritual objects, etc., so I still have to stay at Jingci Temple for two more days.
It doesn't matter if it lasts a day or two. Li Chengqi doesn't really care what story is hidden in Jingci Temple as long as it has nothing to do with Yang Yiyi.
Despite the fact that he often complained about Princess Mingzhu being restless like a ADHD person, Li Chengqi's attitude on this matter was actually similar to Princess Mingzhu's.
The crowd is so strong that I want to eat melon.
In short, it’s just a matter of watching a show.
So Li Chengqi stood up and moved for a while, then turned to look at Viola.
Alyssa was waiting for the Swan to be repaired, Yang Yiyi was waiting for the matter at Jingci Temple to be settled, and something happened again with Viola.
It's not a big deal. To put it simply, Viola decided to send troops.
When Li Chengqi turned around and looked over, Viola was having a meeting with her cabinet ministers, not to discuss whether to send troops, but to discuss logistical issues.
Sending troops is an established fact and cannot be discussed.
Avarus has only just returned to its kingdom, so it stands to reason that it should be recuperating and not starting another war, but time is not waiting for me.
Six of the seven demon kingdoms are currently at war, but there is no movement in Avarus.
This kind of isolation is actually not a good thing. With the return of the Demon King and God, the war has begun to become uncontrollable. In the past, wars were closer to following a predetermined script. The so-called dynasty change also had an invisible mastermind. In control.
But it's different now. The control power of the Seven Apostles group has dropped rapidly with the return of the Demon King God. No one in the seven demon kingdoms listens to them at all.
It's like Monkey Sun suddenly discovered that the golden hoop on his head was gone, wouldn't it mean that I was lawless?
The most important point is the attitude of the Demon King God.
When the Demon Clan's priesthood returned, all the Demon Clan had the same dream, and their degraded horns began to grow back. This signal was so strong that the number of followers of the Demon King's Cult increased dramatically, and even began to spread in different regions. Different sects emerged based on differences in understanding of the scriptures.
The demon kings also knew deeply that the influence of the demon king god would be greater than ever before, and they accelerated the pace of their attacks.
After all, they are afraid, afraid that the Demon King and God will suddenly say, "Don't fight, you all have to listen to me."
If the Demon King God says this, then even if the Demon Kings don't want to hear it, the people below won't either.
But the Demon King is a god, and he cannot directly manage his own land, so he must have a spokesperson.
Is there anyone more suitable than Avarus, who hugged the demon king's thigh from the beginning?
So the current war is actually a war to reshuffle the strength and divide the cake in the future. Even if everyone has to listen to King Avarus as the spokesperson of the Demon King and God in the future, the more chips in his hand. , the greater the autonomy that can be obtained.
Because of this, Avarus did not go to war with other countries and had no objections.
But Viola also knows this very well. It’s true that the Demon King and God are on her side, but if you want to convince the public, you can’t just watch and end up picking peaches in the future.
Besides, she still had a grudge against the country and her family that she had not yet settled, so it was time to settle the accounts.
(End of chapter)