Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Jing Yu remained silent as she speculated.

Zhu Qingluan chuckled again with a "ha" sound.

Jing Yu came back to her senses, looked directly at Zhu Qingluan, and asked, "Master, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at ridiculous things."

After saying these words, Zhu Qingluan suddenly turned around, with his back to Jing Yu, as if he didn't want to say more.

Jing Yu looked at Zhu Qingluan's back for a while, and then turned around after confirming that Zhu Qingluan really had no intention of speaking again.

My eyes can be closed and my breathing can be gentle, but I can't sleep at all.

His mind was filled with what Zhu Qingluan had just said, as well as his guesses about where Monk Wu was being held.

My heart was in chaos unconsciously.

Scenes of what happened on the wedding day flashed through Jing Yu's mind.

Jing Yu immediately understood that her weakness might have been exposed to Zhu Qingluan from that day on.

If Zhu Qingluan wanted to deal with her, he would probably succeed if he started with her husband.

At the moment, I can only be thankful that Uncle Huang has some affection for Zhu Qingluan.

So far, Zhu Qingluan has no thoughts or actions against her husband.

When Zhu Qingluan was testing Jing Yu, Supervisor Li's deputy Mo Qingsheng and the Chu people shouted together.

"Is Monk Yuanjue really dead?"

As soon as the two sat down, Deputy Supervisor Li asked directly.

"To die is to die."

Chu Renkuang responded coldly.

Mo Qingsheng's attitude was slightly better and explained in detail: "When we arrived, we saw the body of Monk Yuanjue after his death. Chu people took action and set a fire to cremate Monk Yuanjue."

After a pause, Mo Qingsheng added: "A few relics were burned and taken away by the head of the Discipline Hall of White Horse Temple."

"Did you prove your identity?"

After listening to the explanation, Deputy Supervisor Li asked again.

Chu Ren rolled his eyes crazily.

Mo Qingsheng remained silent.

Neither of them wanted to waste any time answering this question.

Deputy Supervisor Li didn't feel embarrassed. He just watched Mo Qingsheng and Chu Renkuang closely, waiting for a reply.

There was a stalemate between the three of them.

Suddenly, the three of them looked up at the same time.

A figure of Kunpeng, who looked like a figure from the Imperial Academy, flew across the sky at an extremely fast speed, like a shooting star, and flew towards the south.

"Sacrifice wine?"

Deputy Supervisor Li, Mo Qingsheng, and Chu Renkuang had this question in their minds at the same time.

"Sacrifice wine!"

The three of them were almost sure of their guesses at the same time.

Immediately, the three of them looked at each other, and they all saw solemnity and confusion in each other's eyes.

Jijiu, who had not left the Imperial Academy for ten years, actually left the divine capital of Tianjing in such a high-profile manner. Something big must have happened, or something must be handled by a big shot at Jijiu's level.

What is the south of Dayong Dynasty?
The south of the Yangtze River, collectively known as Jiangnan, is the destination for wine sacrifices.

Deputy Supervisor Li and Chu Renkuang made the same move at the same time.

Both of their eyes were focused on Mo Qingsheng.

In the recent past, four major events have occurred in the Dayong Dynasty:

The deposed prince conspired to rebel, the traitors were defeated by the Qing Dynasty and the White Lotus Sect was wiped out, the deposed prince arrogated the title of god, and Wei Gong killed the dragon in Qingzhou.

Among these four major events, the two events that are closely related to the south are the suppression of the White Lotus Sect and the deposed prince's arrogance to become a god.

To some extent, these two things can also be seen as different stages of the same thing.

There were three people present, Deputy Supervisor Li represented the Qin Tian Supervisor, Chu Renkuang represented the Demon Slayer Division, and Mo Qingsheng represented the Anti-Treacherous Guard.

It was only later that the Qin Tian Jian intervened in the deposed prince's presumption of becoming a god, while the anti-treacherous guards participated in the whole process.

When it comes to understanding these two things and Jiangnan, Mo Qingsheng is obviously the one who knows the most among the three.

"See what I do?"

Facing their gazes, Mo Qingsheng asked with a cold face.

Chu people are crazy and silent.

Deputy Supervisor Li asked seriously: "Aren't you going to tell me?"

"What's there to say? What does Jiujiu want to do? How do I know what he wants to do?"

Mo Qingsheng glared at Deputy Supervisor Li, turned around and left.

Not long after, Chu Renkuang saw that Deputy Supervisor Li remained silent and had nothing to say, so he left here.

Deputy Supervisor Li was left alone, silent and thoughtful.

After a while, Deputy Supervisor Li came out of the silence, reached into his arms, and took out a Feng Shui disc.

After clicking a few times on the disc, not long after, the figure of Lao Jianzheng appeared not far in front of Deputy Supervisor Li.

"What's the matter?"

The old supervisor's vicissitudes of voice came from the shaking figure.

The voice was a bit intermittent, hoarse and not very clear.

I could barely hear it clearly, but it was enough.

Deputy Supervisor Li asked directly: "Teacher, the student just saw Jijiu. He went to Jiangnan. The student wants to ask, did something happen in Jiangnan? We must deal with it before Jijiu."

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't. I didn't even ask about it."

The old prisoner was waving the fly whisk he had held in his hand for some time. He spoke in a calm voice, but his tone showed some perseverance.

As one of the successors that the old supervisor was vigorously cultivating, Deputy Supervisor Li immediately understood something.

"Ah."

Deputy Supervisor Li nodded and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the students, and the students will not ask any more questions."

"That's good."

The old supervisor was very satisfied with Deputy Supervisor Li's attitude and reaction, and then asked, "What's going on with Monk Li?"

Even though he didn't take care of the general affairs, Lao Jianzheng and Qintian Jianzheng were sitting firmly in their seats.

As long as you have the intention, you can know clearly all the big and small things.

Not to mention, since Deputy Supervisor Li left Tianjing, the capital of the gods, no matter what happened, no matter how big or small, he reported everything to Lao Supervisor Zheng.

Therefore, it is not surprising at all that Lao Jianzheng knew about Monk Wu's actions and results.

What I'm asking now is what kind of investigation Deputy Supervisor Li made into Monk Liao Wu's behavior, and what were the results of the investigation.

Deputy Supervisor Li did not hesitate and replied decisively: "The matter of Monk Wu is under investigation, but we have made a preliminary discovery. Two days ago, when the students had not yet decided to investigate Wuliang Mountain first and then Baima Temple, there was A monk named Falla who was on good terms with the Pei family secretly went to see monk Wu. What they said was not heard by the spies who were afraid of being exposed and did not dare to get too close."

"Pei family? Which Pei family?"

"The Pei family who is on good terms with the Supreme Emperor."

"Well, although that Pei family was also born in the Wenxi Pei family, they are separated by one level after all."

"Do you want students to check it out?"

"No need. Qin Tian Jian won't be involved in such things, just transfer it to the anti-treacherous guards."

"To whom? Mo Qingsheng or Monk Liansheng?"

"Who do you think is more appropriate?"

"Mo Qingsheng."

"why?"

"She was born in Wuliang Mountain, practices Taoism, and is loyal to His Majesty the Emperor." "Give it to Monk Liansheng."

"The students are confused."

"No need to ask, you will know later."

"Yes."

After a conversation, the old supervisor disappeared, and Deputy Supervisor Li learned an extremely important reminder, a relatively important piece of news.

The reminder is that the matter of going to the south to deal with the wine sacrifice must be a matter of personal concern to His Majesty the Emperor and cannot be mixed into it.

Whoever gets involved will die miserably.

The news is that compared to Mo Qingsheng, Monk Liansheng is more favored by Lao Jianzheng.

As for the reason, Deputy Supervisor Li did not dare to guess too much.

After resetting the disk and putting it in his arms, Deputy Supervisor Li turned around and faced the direction of Jiangnan, looking far into the distance.

He has not left the Imperial Academy for ten years, but what kind of sensation will he cause once he is born?

I guess there will be countless people celebrating, and there will also be countless people who are worried.

Things were indeed as Deputy Supervisor Li expected.

The news of the appearance of the sacrificial wine spread completely as the Kunpeng weather flashed across the sky in one place after another.

The Confucian scholars were very excited and looked forward to Jijiu, the current Confucian sage, to push the development momentum of the already prosperous Confucian sect to a higher level.

In the vast south of the Yangtze River, many people and forces with ulterior motives became frightened and prayed in unison that the destination of the wine offering was not them.

Where to go and what to do with the sacrificial wine, it soon became the most hotly discussed topic in the Dayong Dynasty.

Some gambling houses in Tianjing, the divine capital, even offer handicaps for this purpose.

In the jail of Wei Tian, ​​​​the monk Luo Wu, who was naked and preaching the Dharma he had understood and practiced, gradually lowered his voice to nothing.

Monk Liao Wu put his hands together, looked solemn, and faced the south.

Although he was not subject to too strict restrictions, Monk Leowu could still use some of his Dharma and abilities, but there was also a high delay in perception.

It had been a long time since the sacrificial wine had left Beijing, and Monk Liao Wu had just developed feelings.

After staring blankly at the south for a while, Monk Liaowu slowly closed his eyes, and his already sad face became even more sad.

After a while, Monk Liowu opened his eyes, his brows and eyes were full of compassion, and...

Faint, but already there, confusion.

Where is the human world?
Where is hell?
Who is doing good?

Who is doing evil?

Mirror flowers and water moon, mirror is true? Flower holiday? Real water? The moon is empty?
"Hey!"

Monk Liaowu let out a long sigh.

Then, before my eyes, I seemed to see a slovenly man bathing in the pool, washing away all the dirt and enjoying the clean and clear sight.

I also seemed to hear this man chanting in a low voice: "When the fake is true, the true is also false, and there is nothing in the place of inaction."

The monk seems to have some enlightenment.

After a while, the scene in front of me disappeared, but the chanting in my ears continued, repeated, and became louder and louder.

“When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness.”

One voice after another, one sentence after another, kept asking questions in Monk Wu's heart.

What is fake? What is true? When is it false? When is it true? How is it false? How is it true?
What is nothing? What is there? Where is nothing? Where is it? How is nothing? How is it?
These questions come over again and again.

Monk Liaowu has practiced Buddhism and Zen for more than ten years, and has reached the stage where he can proclaim himself a Buddha. Naturally, he has a very deep understanding of these issues.

However, when the old sloppy man asked the question, the monk Liao Wu could not give an answer that would satisfy both the old sloppy man and himself.

If you can't answer, you will be trapped in the "tip of the horn".

I can no longer take care of it.

"Amitabha."

Monk Liaowu recited a Buddha's name, sat down on the ground, stopped preaching the Dharma, stopped saving sentient beings in hell, concentrated on thinking and trying to answer.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

On the top floor of the Qintian Prison Star Observation Tower, the old prisoner Zheng Ye was reciting Number 1 with mixed emotions.

Old sloppy oh old sloppy, he actually left such a hand before leaving the divine capital of Tianjing.

In this way, if the uncertain factor of having no monks is brought under control first, it will not be so troublesome to look after Tianjing, the divine capital.

Reciprocity.

Old Sloppy helped him. Logically speaking, Old Supervisor Zheng also had to help Old Sloppy.

However, it is really hard for the old supervisor to get involved in the old sloppy matter.

Even if you pay attention, don’t pay too much attention!

Jiangnan.

He crossed the sky with Kunpeng's weather and crossed most of the Yong Dynasty's wine sacrificial tents to reach his destination.

The site of the headquarters of the Jiangnan branch of the White Lotus Sect.

The ground buildings here have been completely bulldozed by the traitor guards, and all the underground potholes have been filled.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can also see a very clear five-finger palm print.

Obviously, during the process of wiping out the White Lotus Sect's Jiangnan distribution chief, a senior member of the Anti-Treacherous Guard took action and wiped out countless White Lotus Sect rebels with one blow, leaving such a mark.

Jijiu ignored the various traces on the ruins. Feng Xu Yufeng stood in the air and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

Not long after, Jijiu sensed what he wanted to sense.

He raised his right foot slightly, stepped forward, and chanted in his mouth at the same time: "Although there are thousands of people, I will go."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the wine sacrificer disappeared from reality and entered the wonderful void. Following the connection in the dark, he quickly shuttled towards a certain void.

The space around the sacrificial wine is like the bubbles blown out of the soapy water that are constantly elongating.

The extremely thin bubble membrane protected Jijiu's body from harm as he shuttled through the void at high speed.

Something happened that Ling Jijiu didn't expect.

The true spirit of the devotees of the Inanimate Old Mother who was supposed to exist and jumped out to block the way has disappeared.

He just smoothly entered the void where the "god kingdom" of the Inanimate Mother was.

The dignified "God is infinite, pure, supreme, holy, the true ruler of all spirits in the ten directions" is this?
What about the so-called "spirits of all directions"?

Why aren't there any?

With such doubts, Jijiu pushed open the door of the "God's Kingdom" of the Innocent Old Mother and walked in calmly.

The "Kingdom of God" is empty. Not only is there no reincarnated old mother who has returned, but there are also no true spirits of believers that should exist.

The sacrificial wine walked to the empty "sacred throne", looked at it carefully for a while, and then said loudly: "A certain surname is Kun, and the first name is Peng. He was wrongly loved by your majesty, and he was appointed as the imperial eunuch to sacrifice the wine. It is the imperial eunuch's business to kill you, no. It's under the control of XX. Come here, just ask one thing, and leave after getting the answer. XX advises you to show up and answer XX's questions well, otherwise, XX will reason with you."

After a pause, Jijiu added: "What I'm good at is beating up those people, demons, ghosts, and gods who don't want to listen to X's reasoning until they cry and beg for X's reasoning. Don't say it's unforeseen. !”

When the voice fell, it was not that she was ignorant, but that after birth or rebirth, the inanimate old mother, who can obtain a lot of information about the world from the thoughts and memories of believers, instantly appeared in the sight of the wine offering.

Jijiu just hasn't left the Imperial Academy for ten years, not that he's dead.

The legend about sacrificial wine is still spread among Confucian scholars and scholars, and spread throughout the Yong Dynasty.

In particular, the sacrificial wine is a reasoning method based on the Buddhist concept of "a wake-up call".

Punch first!
Ask the questions again during the call!
It is even more widely praised.

The old mother Wu Sheng did not dare to touch the bad luck of sacrificial wine. After finally being reborn, she was sent to reincarnation again.

However, Wu Sheng's mother's hiding behavior has angered Jijiu.

Bang.

The figure of the sacrificial wine suddenly appeared an inch in front of the old mother Wusheng, standing still with a fist in her right hand.

The Wusheng Old Mother and her Kingdom of God were like porcelain dolls falling heavily to the ground, making a clicking sound, and countless cracks appeared in the blink of an eye.

Ah!
Got screwed! (End of chapter)