Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 919
In the middle of the night, Mr. Rong Ku, with more than 20 subordinates and dozens of disciples, came to the halfway up the mountain, the source of Baihua Spring.

Mr. Rong Ku's disciples are all children, ranging in age from seven or eight to twelve or thirteen.

His subordinates have their own division of labor, and the three men and three women who walk with him during the day are his personal attendants and his most senior subordinates.

Among the other dozen or so people, there are those who are in charge of accounting, those who are in charge of board and lodging, those who are in charge of accepting disciples, and the onlooker scholar, who is a nurse.

All the people gathered and waited quietly beside the hot spring. Xu Zhiqiong slowly emerged from the darkness, transforming into the appearance of an octogenarian.

He walked up to Mr. Rong Ku and stroked the top of his head, like petting an old dog at home.

The middle-aged woman turned her head and greeted the group of children: "Kneel!"

She asked the children to kowtow to Xu Zhiqiong.

Xu Zhiqiong waved his hand and said, "Don't kneel, the ancestors haven't recognized them as disciples yet."

Mr. Rong Ku nodded and said: "What I'm talking about is that such a naughty boy doesn't know anything."

"You're quite sensible, what's your name?" Xu Zhiqiong patted Mr. Rong Ku's head again.

The man quickly replied: "The name of this old man is Hu Rongku."

Hu Rong suffering?
Is this the reason for Mr. Rong Ku?

Can someone call such an ugly name?
"Is that your real name?"

Hu Rong bowed his head bitterly: "It was given by the villain's teacher."

"What's your mentor's name?"

Hu Rongku glanced at Xu Zhiqiong secretly, and muttered in his heart:
He knew that I was the disciple of the holy ancestor, and he could still find me, so how could he not know my name, and the name of my benefactor?
What is the history of this person?
Hu Rongku was getting suspicious when he suddenly heard Xu Zhiqiong shouted, "Presumptuous! I asked you a question, why didn't you answer?"

A wave of coercion came, Hu Rong shuddered bitterly, and quickly replied: "My teacher's name is Zheng Chaotong."

"There are too many people with the same name and surname in the world, so please be more careful." Xu Zhiqiong used the mantra.

Hu Rongku had no cultivation base and had no resistance in front of the mantra, so he immediately told the truth.

His master, Zheng Chaotong, lives in Zhuyuan City and is a well-known private student.

Hu Rongku told Zheng Chaotong's appearance, age, residence, and livelihood.

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Since you said it so clearly, it seems that you are really Zheng Chaotong's disciple, but as far as I know, Zheng Chaotong has been staying in Zhuyuan City, why would he accept you as his disciple?"

Hu Rongku replied truthfully: "The old man is the disciples of the Holy Ancestor. In the first lunar month, he set off for Zhuyuan City to participate in the offering ceremony of the Holy Ancestor."

The nufu sect still has such a large-scale activity in Daxuan?

This actually happened in the first month of this year, so it was only two months ago.

It seems that the previous clean-up was not in place.

Xu Zhiqiong wanted to ask if there was a sacrificial ceremony every year, but he was timid to ask.

He changed the angle and asked, "How many times have you participated in the sacrifice?"

Hu Rong pondered for a long time and said: "Old man, I don't remember."

Xu Zhiqiong said angrily: "Presumptuous! This is disrespect to the ancestor!"

Hu Rongku hurriedly explained: "This old man really forgot. From the day he joined the religion, every time he taught the scriptures, this old man remembered everything clearly. But since he arrived at Zhuyuan City, this old man has forgotten everything. .”

"Did you really forget?" Xu Zhiqiong's eyes twitched, and he used the mantra again.

What Hu Rongku said was the truth: "If you really forgot, this old man dare not lie. At that time, this old man forgot the honorable name of the holy ancestor, and he didn't know what he came to Zhuyuan City for. Dazed to the place where the sacrificial ceremony is, there is the teacher's school,
The mentor never blamed the old man, he re-taught the teachings for the old man, let the old man re-learn the classics, gave the old man a new name Hu Rongku, named the old man Mr. Rongku, and came here to recruit followers. "

For someone else, these words may sound absurd, but to Xu Zhiqiong it sounds very reasonable.

In the first lunar month, Xue Yun killed Ancestor Nu, and his master wiped out the memories of a large number of Nufu disciples. Hu Rongku must be one of them, so he came to Zhuyuan City in a daze, forgetting his purpose and forgetting to make peace with Nufu. Husband taught related things.

But Zheng Chaotong's memory was not erased. The reason may be that Zheng Chaotong's cultivation base is relatively high, and the master's unforgettable skills are ineffective for him.

It is also possible that Zheng Chaotong's status is special, and he was Nuzu's back-up in Zhuzhou.

Zheng Chaotong taught Hu Rongku new teachings. Whether it is the same as the original teachings of the Nufu Sect remains to be verified.

But one thing Xu Zhiqiong couldn't understand was why Zheng Chaotong chose Hu Rongku, a fool like him. He was so ostentatious and tortured a group of children next to the hot spring. Sooner or later, he would attract the attention of the government.

"Did Zheng Chaotong only accept one of your disciples?"

Hu Rong said bitterly: "At that time, a total of 37 people went to Zhuyuan City to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, and all the mentors accepted them as disciples."

It turned out that Hu Rongku was not the one chosen by Zheng Chaotong, but the people who participated in the ceremony at that time, regardless of whether they were good or bad, were all accepted by him.

Why did the government ignore the recruitment of congregants with such great fanfare?

Or is this prefect of Zhuzhou also a member of Nufu Sect?
Xu Zhiqiong said in a deep voice: "Hu Rongku, you should recite the name of the holy ancestor!"

Hu Rongku recited devoutly: "The most holy, most enlightened, benevolent and boundless holy benevolent ancestor."

Saint Grace.

Not Holy Nuzu.

He changed his name.

"Which faction are you under the seat of the Holy Ancestor?"

Which faction?
Hu Rongku became more and more puzzled, could there be different factions under the Holy Ancestor?

But since the person on the other side asked, he could only answer: "The place of the old man is the Holy Enlightenment!"

This can understand why the government ignored Zheng Chaotong and others. The court asked them to investigate the Nufu religion, and now it has become the Shengen religion. With the habit of declaring the government, they generally do not do it when there is no profit. superfluous things.

No matter what the name is, and looking at Hu Rongku's actions, we can see that there is no essential difference between their beliefs and the Nufu Sect.

Their beliefs still point to Nu Zu, Zheng Chaotong quickly recruited congregants, this is to summon Nu Zu's soul again, and want Nu Zu to revive.

Xu Zhiqiong looked down at the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Hu Rongku, you serve the ancestors wholeheartedly, work hard, and make great achievements through hard work.
Today, the holy ancestor ordered me to be the holy envoy, and you can be named the head of the church, and all your subordinates will be of great use. "

Lord?

Is there such a job in the church?

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's majestic expression, Hu Rongku didn't dare to ask more questions. It is a good thing to be promoted to Hall Master, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Holy Ancestor, Holy Envoy for your kindness."

All the subordinates behind him knelt and kowtowed, and the middle-aged woman said to the group of dolls: "What are you doing in a daze? Kneel!"

Just as the dolls were about to kneel down, Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Wait a minute, hall master is an important position in the church, whether you are competent or not depends on your sincerity, and take a step forward!"

After speaking, Xu Zhiqiong retreated to the side of the hot spring and motioned them to take a step forward.

Hu Rong was bitter and unambiguous, and quickly stepped forward.

Xu Zhiqiong frowned: "You are wearing boots, what is your sincerity?"

"This..." Hu Rong was startled, did he take off his boots?

Such a hot rock, Hu Rongku is really a little afraid.

Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Because you are loyal to the ancestor and taught your disciples well, the ancestor entrusted you with the heavy responsibility. You are not willing to take off your boots, but you are disrespectful to the ancestor!"

"My subordinates dare not!"

Hu Rongku said no more, quickly took off his boots, and stepped on the rock with bare feet.

This rock is still far from the hot spring, but stepping on it almost made Hu Rong cry out in pain.

Hot, really hot!

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the others and said, "Are you disrespecting the ancestor?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unwilling to take off their thick-soled boots.

The middle-aged woman said to a group of dolls: "You still don't take a step forward!"

The dolls still had blisters on their feet, and they were tearing from the pain, but they did not dare to disobey, they took off their shoes and were about to step forward, when Xu Zhiqiong suddenly shouted: "They are not considered Nuzu disciples, so they are not allowed to step forward! "

The dolls were overjoyed when they heard the words, and retreated to the distance one after another.

Xu Zhiqiong said to the crowd: "How long will you wait?"

A scolding question caused severe pain in the chest of everyone.

Not daring to delay, everyone quickly took off their boots and stepped on the rock.

The person dressed as a scholar couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a low voice, "This is too painful..."

Snapped!
Standing where he was, Xu Zhiqiong waved his hand, and slapped him across the air.

There was a distance of seven or eight zhang between the two, and the scholar made an extra palm print, spun around in place, saw blood at the corner of his mouth, and fell directly on the rock.

The rock just stuck to his face, and the hot scholar let out a cry of pain, and quickly got up again.

"One more step forward!" Xu Zhiqiong shouted again, Hu Rongku took the lead and led the crowd to take another step forward.

The closer to the hot spring, the hotter the stone, and many subordinates cried out.

Anyone who made a sound, Xu Zhiqiong slapped each of them to ensure that they fell to the ground, and they must be on their faces.

The woman screamed: "Face, face, my face!"

"Stop yelling, you have no face!" Xu Zhiqiong sneered, "If you keep yelling, hit me again, take another step forward."

Everyone really didn't want to go forward, but there was an invisible force pushing them forward.

Under Xu Zhiqiong's persecution, Hu Rongku led more than 20 subordinates and walked forward a dozen steps.

Now that they were not far from the water's edge, the soles of everyone's feet were blistered, and screams of misery could be heard endlessly.

A group of dolls were watching, but they couldn't understand.

They walked on this stone during the day, but they didn't dare to scream. Why did Mr. Rong Ku and the gentlemen who gave lectures scream so loudly?
Mr. Rong Ku said, and every gentleman here has said that this bit of suffering is nothing.

And every gentleman has said that they have suffered more than we have ever seen.

They say that it is because they have endured a lot of hardships that they have today's knowledge and ability!
But why are they barking so loudly?

The scholar who was entrusted couldn't bear it any longer, so he ran away!
Xu Zhiqiong suddenly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the face.

The scholar staggered and fell down, and half of his face touched the ground again, scalding blisters.

"It hurts, it hurts!" the scholar yelled heart-piercingly, Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and blocked his mouth with the sole of his shoe.

"What's your name? It's all for your own good! You deserve all these hardships, and it's your blessing to be tempered by Mr. Rong Ku!" Xu Zhiqiong rubbed the scholar's lips with the sole of his shoe. .

The scholar wailed, and Hu Rongku took the opportunity to run away.

Xu Zhiqiong turned around and kicked him to the ground as well.

Hu Rong's painful face was scalded off by the rock, and he let out a scream, and wanted to get up, but Xu Zhiqiong stepped on his face on the rock again: "Only when you suffer bitterly can you suffer bitterly." Suffering is suffering, do you understand this truth?

Those children were scalded miserably during the day, have you ever heard them cry?Even if he is far worse than those kids, how dare he be Mr. What?How dare you call yourself a saint?Your skin is thicker than the soles of your shoes, why do you feel pain after only being scalded twice? "

Hu Rongku came to his senses and shouted, "Who the hell are you?"

"Is it your turn to ask me?" Xu Zhiqiong grinned, and stepped on Hu Rong's bitter face, "Spread heresy, are you guilty?"

Hu Rong exclaimed bitterly: "What I teach is righteousness..."

"Murting children, are you guilty?"

"He, they are willing..."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Zhiqiong summoned a puppet holding a lantern in his hand.

"Lamp Lantern, hold the lantern!"

(End of this chapter)