Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

The three of them passed through the gate and did not directly enter the main hall.The little monk led Jiang Sile and the two around the treasure hall where the Buddha statue was enshrined, and took a secluded path.

Ah Yishi had already pressed his hand to the knife at his waist, his eyes were scanning the front like an eagle, alert to the surrounding things.

On the contrary, Jiang Sile walked calmly, and still had time to look at the surrounding mountain scenery.

The peach blossoms in the mountains are in full bloom, and the pink is like a girl's skirt.

After walking like this for a long time, I saw a house nearby, and monks and monks were already waiting at the door of the house.

The three of them walked faster, and they walked to the house in a short while.

This house is quite gorgeous, with flying eaves at the four corners, the red paint on the wall is quite conspicuous, and all the furnishings in the house are exquisite.

The tall, slender monk headed by him was wearing cassock and looked majestic. Seeing Jiang Sile approaching slowly, he immediately prostrated: "The poor monk presides over the round ceremony at Qingyang Temple, see the princess."

After the old host bowed down, all the monks behind him fell to the ground.

Everyone knelt down and praised: "Meet the princess."

Jiang Sile showed majesty, raised his hand to the monks and said, "Get up, everyone."

Immediately afterwards, the host of Yuanli invited Jiang Sile into the room.

The inside of the house is very tidy, a wooden table and four futons greet the eyes.

There was only one exquisite candle lamp on the wooden table, but the lamp was a white candle, which was quite strange.

Under the gesture of the old Taoist priest, Jiang Sile took his seat.

The futon was wrapped in soft cloth, so it wasn't uncomfortable to sit on.

After Jiang Sile took his seat, Ah Yi glanced at the group of monks before slowly sitting beside Jiang Sile.

His sharp gaze caused the group of young monks to retreat in fright.

The old host Yuan Li frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.

Instead, he turned his head and said to those monks and novice monks: "Since you have paid homage to the nobles, you should go back to do morning classes."

"Yes, Abbot"

The monks bowed their heads, pinched the Buddha's seal in their hands, and chanted the Buddha's name. After bowing slightly, they left quietly and orderly.

The room became silent, only the host of the ceremony, Jiang Sile and Ah Yishi were left.

Jiang Sile spoke first: "Since Master Yuanli knows what Gu is going to do, then let's start without delay."

Ah Yi, who was next to him, was at a loss.What to do?What started?
fight?
But this old monk didn't look like a martial artist.

Just when Ah Yishi was at a loss, Yuan Li moved.

He took out the fire folder in his sleeve, and took out a copper bell made of bronze from the sleeve.

This thing looks a bit like a bell that Taoist priests would use.

But among the people present, one couldn't understand this thing at all, and the other didn't care where it came from.

For Jiang Sile, it would be best if it could solve that problem, it didn't matter where it came from.

But... If this old monk can't solve her problem, Jiang Sile lowers the sharpness in her eyes, she won't be so easy.

The two of them looked closely at the old monk Yuanli, and Yuanli's heart trembled when he was watched.

Yuan Li recited the Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, and put away all the distracting thoughts, but opened the fire folder steadily in his hand.

The white candle on the exquisite candlestick was lit, and a little bit of unknown fragrance spread throughout the room.

That smell is not pleasant, but surprisingly, it doesn't smell like fireworks, but like something else...

Ayishi couldn't tell exactly what it was, but he still subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

Yuan Li didn't care about Ah Yishi's sudden behavior, and didn't blame him for his rudeness.

After feeling the smell of the candle in the whole room, Yuan Li moved.

He picked up the copper bell in his hand and shook it slightly, the bell made a crisp sound.

Ah Yi stared at the bell, thinking that the monk was playing tricks and tricks to bluff people.

Unexpectedly, there was a real change in the house.

This change did not come from others, but from Jiang Sile.

"You finally came out."

A Yishi turned his head away, only to see Jiang Sile staring at the void, as if he was talking to someone.

"I know who killed you, and you have to fulfill your promise..."

"Don't tell me that. I really had an agreement with you before? I don't believe it."

Seeing Jiang Sile's serious face and sharp eyes, Ah Yi threatened the void:
"No... At worst, you and I will die together, and you will never know the truth."

Suddenly, when Ah Yi saw Jiang Sile suddenly looking at him, he forced a smile.

After a while, he found that Jiang Sile was discussing him with the void.

"Is it him? I want to know, I want to see sincerity!"

"Hmph, Princess An Le is nothing more than that? Do you really want to know?"

"Fu Sheng? What if I say he's dead?"

They started chatting about another man again, Ah Yi smelled the fragrance, and for a moment didn't know if he was sick or Jiang Sile was sick...

On the other side of the air, is there really someone?
Why didn't he see anything?
Amidst the drowsy fragrance, he stood up abruptly, just grabbed the collar of the monk Yuanli.

But as soon as he started, he was scolded by Jiang Sile.

"Ah Yi, sit quietly and wait for me to finish talking..."

Jiang Sile's tone was eager, as if he was busy with other important things.

She said so, Ah Yishi did not dare to continue to do it.

Being stopped like this, Ah Yishi loosened his grip on Yuan Li's collar, and finally pushed the old monk back, and sat back in his original position with a cold snort.

But he didn't give up on his little tricks. He lay down on the table and gave the old monk a hard look.

Then he shouted angrily in a low voice: "You bald donkey, what kind of tricks are you doing?"

But he saw that Yuan Li said calmly: "This is the princess' request, and the poor monk just complied.

The princess is communicating with the heavens and the earth, and all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and poor monks are also preparing for the princess to communicate with the heavens and the earth..."

"Buddhas and Bodhisattvas?" Ah Yi snorted coldly, the old monk's tricks could not fool him.

Those masters on the grassland who claimed to be the reincarnation of gods and living Buddhas did not restrain Shan Yu's iron sword in the end.

He never believed in these gods, gods and ghosts, and he didn't believe in gods, let alone Buddha.

But the old monk didn't seem to be afraid of Ah Yishi's power, nor his doubts, but instead told him the scriptures.

"The benefactor has a very murderous nature. If he does this for a long time, his life may be harmed. Here is a scroll of the Huayan Sutra, which is so profound and mysterious..."

As he spoke, the old monk took out another scripture book from his sleeve and handed it to Ah Yi.

Ah Yishi was so annoyed by the aroma, why would he care about reading scriptures?
Immediately refused to go back, but the old monk refused to give up. While talking about the scriptures, he continued to push them over, and said plausibly: "The Buddha's teachings are exquisite, and the donor needs to study deeply. There is a saying in the Huayan Sutra.
If I smell:

At one time, the Buddha was in the Bodhi Field of Alan Ruofa in Magadhi Kingdom..."

Friends, don't be superstitious~