Chapter 2988 Spicy (Two More)

There were dense crowds kneeling on the ground around, except for more than two hundred people who stood stiffly and did not kneel down.

Chu Li glanced lightly, and everyone felt that they were being seen through, as if they were staring at him specially. Feeling guilty for no reason, they hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

But ordinary people can't act openly and honestly, with no shame in their hearts, there will be some dark thoughts hidden in the bottom of their hearts, and Chu Li's eyes are like blazing sunshine, trying to dispel all these thoughts at once.

"Amitabha!" Chu Li proclaimed the Buddha's name again.

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, clearing away all the dark thoughts, and suddenly the heart is bright, peaceful and peaceful, and a smile will appear inexplicably, and the whole body is warm as if immersed in a hot spring.

More than a hundred people fell to their knees.

The remaining one hundred and twenty two people were still standing firmly, staring straight at Chu Li, their whole bodies tensed up, full of murderous intent.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed: "Let's take a ride today, poor monk, Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's chant was peaceful, and the people kneeling on the ground all straightened up, looked solemn, and couldn't help but recite the Buddha's chant: "A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha!"

The orderly sound of the Buddha's trumpets resounded through the night sky with solemnity and sanctity.

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is like frost.

The surroundings of Ruyi Temple were peaceful and peaceful, and people were immersed in a strange atmosphere, and they did not wake up for a long time.

When he woke up, he realized that Chu Li had disappeared, and Ruyi Temple was still quiet and silent.

And there were already one hundred and twenty two people down on the ground, all of them were lying on their backs, with smiles on their faces, with peaceful and joyful expressions, as if they were dreaming a sweet dream, and people couldn't help but smile along with them.

A young man stepped forward curiously and pushed the middle-aged man beside him: "Wake up! Wake up! Why are you sleeping!"

His face suddenly changed, he withdrew his hands like an electric shock, and backed away like a snake.

"What's the matter?" The companion next to him, also a young man, asked him with a smile, "Look at you, did you meet a ghost?"

"It's not right! It's not right!" The young man hurriedly shook his head, his expression was not good.

"What's wrong?" his companion laughed.

"Go touch it!"

"Just touch it!" Another young man took two steps forward triumphantly under everyone's attention, stretched out his hand and pushed it, then his face changed, his hand touched his nostrils, and then touched his neck.

The crowd stared straight at him.

"Dead!" The young man said with an ugly face.

He shook his hand, trying to shake off the bad luck.

Everyone looked at the other middle-aged men lying on the ground and smiling.

At this moment, they all saw that the clothes of these middle-aged men were the same, and they were obviously a group of people.

"Could it be that they are all dead?" Another young man stood up and raised his voice: "This is too amazing, how could so many people die in one breath?"

As he spoke, he looked at the two lying middle-aged men, then got up and shook his head: "They are indeed dead!"

"Who did this?" someone whispered.

"Who else?"

They all looked at the Ruyi Temple shrouded in the moonlight.

The Ruyi Temple is pitch-black, like a ferocious beast entrenched in the darkness, ready to pounce and devour everything at any time, they couldn't help feeling a little awe-inspiring and fearful, and stepped back involuntarily.

"This monk Dingru is very powerful, let's go." Someone said in a low voice, and then left in a hurry.

Everyone left silently. More than one hundred and twenty corpses were lying on the ground, with smiles on their faces. No matter how you looked at the scene, they felt gloomy. They felt inexplicably cold and hurried on their feet, fearing that they would be the ones left behind.

In the blink of an eye, the front of Ruyi Temple was empty, and there was no one standing there.

Then a group of soldiers came to the front with neat steps and moved the corpses away in the blink of an eye. After that, the silence in front of the Ruyi Temple was restored again, but the people coming and going around had consciously stayed away and dared not approach.

The image of Ruyi Temple in their eyes had changed, and this divine monk Dingru seemed more and more mysterious. As a monk, he acted so cruelly. He killed more than a hundred people with a wave of his hand, which was simply beyond imagination.

This is contrary to their image of a compassionate monk.

So the rumors about the demon monk Dingru became more and more rampant, and everyone believed it to a certain extent, thinking that Chu Li was not some kind of divine monk, and the divine monk would not be so vicious and kill hundreds of people in one go.

Even later, the rumors became more and more outrageous, like a demon monk killing thousands of people with a wave of his palm, without changing his face, and everyone has no power to resist. This is by no means what martial arts can achieve, it is a real sorcery.

As for the so-called supernatural powers, they are just disguised by sorcerers. They all seem to be mysterious and unpredictable. They are only saving people and harming others.

In case his beastly behavior suddenly kills someone, no one can stop him, not even the emperor.

Everyone was anxious, as if they were in front of a wild beast that would be devoured at any time. They didn't want to pin their lives on the kindness of others, so they all wanted to expel this demon monk Dingru.

There are more and more memorials to impeach Chu Li from the court officials, piled up into a mountain, all of which were kept by Zhao Yancheng, which made the officials even more dissatisfied, thinking that the emperor was bewitched by sorcery, and he must be expelled like a demon monk.

After Chu Li showed his formidable strength, they became more and more afraid, but their treatment of Chu Li became more and more lax.

Originally, the memorials of the ministers were to kill this official to warn all the demons and ghosts in the world. Later, the memorials stated that they were expelled from the capital, and they were not allowed to step into the capital. Otherwise, the whole world will punish him. Words of killing.

Zhao Yancheng and Xu Changfeng are discussing matters in Xuanyuan Hall.

The bright sunshine shone in the hall, and the light in the hall was soft, but Zhao Yancheng's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Xu Aiqing, the wind direction of the recent court proceedings is not right, you, the leader of the hundred officials, should come forward!"

Xu Changfeng shook his head and smiled wryly: "Your Majesty, people are panicking now. It's useless for me to say anything. The current plan is to let the monk go out of Beijing to avoid it. After a while, it will naturally subside."

"It's nonsense, you expelled the monk out of Beijing because of rumors, you dare to say it!" Zhao Yancheng said angrily: "My ministers are really disappointing, hearing the wind is the rain!"

"It's true that the god monk acted too cruelly and frightened them." Xu Changfeng said.

Zhao Yancheng said: "Do you want to be kind to the assassins who came to kill me? Let them come to assassinate again?"

"Well..., killing is necessary, but not all of them, the key is that it is too easy to kill." Xu Changfeng shook his head: "Killing 123 people in a snap of the fingers is too amazing, it is certainly shocking Even though Xiao Xiao was a junior, he also frightened all the officials, and they were all vigilant, so they would naturally feel disgusted and wanted to drive away, thinking that the farther away from the divine monk, the safer."

"Buddhas also have vajra's glaring eyes." Zhao Yancheng snorted, "It's simply pedantic to demand kindness blindly!"

"Your Majesty, Deng Yue asks to see you." The servant's report came from outside.

"Xuan!" Zhao Yancheng said.

Deng Yue came in with big strides, cupped his fists and saluted: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xu, I have received secret news that each of Dakun, Dashuo, and Daning has lost a prince!"

"Huh—?" Zhao Yancheng frowned.

Deng Yue said: "He died silently and died with a smile, just like the way of death outside Ruyi Temple."

PS: The update is complete.