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Chapter 858 The Descending of the Holy Maiden
In Mao'er Alley, in the blacksmith's shop, several blacksmiths were sweating profusely forging ironware. As the red ironware gradually cooled, the prototype of a long sword appeared.

At this time, the closed door was slammed, and the apprentice who let the wind out of the door ran in, his face was pale and he said: "There is an official!"

Before the words were finished, the door was smashed open, and a group of Jin Yiwei with swords rushed in, shouting loudly: "Jin Yiwei is on business, don't move at all!"

"Fight with them!" Naturally, the blacksmiths knew what a crime it was to make weapons privately, so they were willing to catch them without a fight. Several blacksmiths waved their red-hot iron brazing rods and rushed towards Jin Yiwei.

Gunshots sounded, and the two blacksmiths were shot and fell to the ground, but the distance was too close, and they were in the house, the muskets seemed too stupid, and the three blacksmiths rushed forward.The red iron rod swung around, forcing all the Jinyi guards back.Several blacksmiths took advantage of this fierce force and rushed from the house to the gate of the courtyard. They were about to rush out of the courtyard and escape to the alley when the three of them suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.

An unlucky blacksmith fell on his own iron chisel, and the red iron chisel immediately scalded half of his face with the smell of barbecue, and the heart-piercing screams resounded through the sky.

A few black-clothed brocade guards, who were laying trip ropes, jumped out of the darkness, pinned down the three blacksmiths who fell to pieces, and then quickly gagged the wounded guy... They didn't forget The command of the governor made this guy howl so much, I don't know how many rows he will eat on the peak when he goes back!

Such intense scenes are actually rare in tonight's arrests.After all, today is New Year's Eve, and when the child is due, the creditors are not collecting debts at this time, so the Bailian believers are not vigilant at all, and most of them are directly held down under the covers...

At dawn, all walks of life retreated, [-] targets, a total of more than [-] people were captured, more than [-] people who resisted arrest were killed, and several people fled in chaos. Considering the level of this era, this operation is already perfect up.

Sure enough, Wang Xian asked the kitchen to cook the dumplings. The officers and soldiers who came back from the team could eat hot dumplings as soon as they sat down. Coupled with two taels of shochu, the fatigue and cold of the night were wiped away...

After eating, the arrested soldiers went home to rest, and the Jinyiwei who was in charge of the interrogation appeared on stage. In one of the torture rooms, various instruments of torture were laid out one by one. A suspect was dragged in, and there were screams one after another...

Wang Xian told Wu Wei and Erhei to keep an eye on it, and then hurried home. Ah Heng just woke up, and smiled sweetly at him, "Morning, Dad, happy new year."

"Happy New Year, my dear daughter." Wang Xian happily picked up his daughter, and there was no sign of fatigue on his face.

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There are quite a lot of taboos during the Spring Festival at this time. From the first day of junior high school, you can't sweep the floor or splash water, saying that you are afraid of sweeping and splashing out the luck of the year.You can't use a knife or scissors, you can't steam or stir-fry, which means you can't 'quarrel'.You can't cut your hair, you can't say unlucky words, and you can't break various things.

After hearing so many rules, Ah Heng pursed his lips and said, "It's not fun at all."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "There are more fun things to do." Then he took Ah Heng out to visit the temple fair.Although Beijing is the new capital of the country, the Jin and Yuan dynasties both established their capitals here. Today, after winning the kingdom, the emperor attaches great importance to Beijing's status. He moved hundreds of thousands of wealthy households from the south of the Yangtze River to fill Beijing, and exempted them from taxes for five years. So that they can live and work in peace and contentment and create prosperity.Therefore, the city of Beijing converges from the north to the south, and all industries are prosperous, and its prosperity is no less than that of the south of the Yangtze River.As far as this temple fair is concerned, there are more than a dozen large and small temple fairs inside and outside the capital, and the closest and larger ones are Baiyun Temple and Dongyue Temple.

Wang Xian took his family to Baiyun Temple to play money eyes and touch monkeys.Go to Dongyue Temple to walk along the road of blessings, hang blessing signs, and walk around the trees of blessings.Go to Tantuo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings... before you know it, it's the fourth day of the lunar new year.After noon that day, he sent Baoyin Aheng home early, and then rushed to pick up two people outside the city before returning to the Jinyiwei yamen.

Hearing that he was back, Erhei and Deng Xiaoxian hurried over to see each other. The two had been nesting in the torture room since their thirtieth year. After four days of hard work, their beard and hair were as messy as grass, and their eyes were as red as lanterns... In this way, they still saw the two standing behind Wang Xian at a glance.The two were tall and short, wearing bamboo hats, their faces could not be seen clearly, but they could be seen from their figures as a man and a woman.

"How is it?" Wang Xian personally made a cup of tea for the two of them and sent it to Erhei.It seems that there is no intention of introducing it immediately, but it also does not mean to avoid suspicion.

"Hey..." The two of them were fine at first, but when they heard the adult's question, they immediately became dejected. Erhei said depressedly: "I have used torture all over the place, but I haven't gotten any useful information."

Deng Xiaoxian answered: "These cultists have brain problems, so they are not afraid of death at all!"

"Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?" Wang Xian frowned.The two mysterious people behind him also seemed to be slightly moved, and the curtain of the bamboo hat automatically...

"They believe that if you die for the Buddha's mother, you can reach the Western Ultimate Bliss." Deng Xiaoxian glanced at the two of them, then looked away and said, "If you reveal the secret of the Buddha's mother, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell and you will never be reborn forever."

"So many believers are so firm?" Wang Xian asked in disbelief.

"Of course not, but most of the believers themselves don't know about it." Deng Xiaoxian said: "The other party is very cunning, I am afraid that apart from a few core figures, these believers don't know what they are going to do next."

"However, it's already the fourth day of the lunar new year, and the weather in Beijing is still calm," Erhei said with a grin, "It seems that our actions still have a deterrent effect, maybe they have given up."

"Don't be careless." Wang Xian frowned and said, "It's not yet the most chaotic Shangyuan Festival, and anything can happen." He said, looking at Deng Xiaoxian and saying, "Well, tonight's interrogation is suspended, and you can listen to everything." The two command."

"This..." Deng Xiaoxian froze for a moment, but still obeyed orders honestly. "yes."

Wang Xian looked back at the two of them, his eyes stayed on the woman for a longer time, and after a while he said in a deep voice, "Please."

"My lord, don't worry!" The two bowed their heads and clasped their fists, the man responded in a deep voice, and then said to Deng Xiaoxian: "Please, my lord, take us to the jail."

"Okay." Although full of suspicion, Deng Xiaoxian nodded and led the two out of the front hall.

As soon as Deng Xiaoxian left, Erhei approached Wang Xian and said, "I said, why do you two look so familiar?"

"Hehe..." Wang Xian smiled like a fool, and said in a low voice, "Just watch a good show."

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At night, the city of Beijing is completely silent, and the sound of firecrackers for several days has also disappeared...

The days of interrogation in the Prison Temple and Jinyiwei Prison finally came to an end. The Jinyiwei officers dragged the wounded Bailian disciples back to the prison, opened the gate of the cell, and threw them in one by one like throwing sacks.

A hundred householders glared fiercely at the white lotus believers in ragged clothes and bloodstained faces in the cell, and said with a sneer, "It's been four days of interrogation, and no one has died yet. You must think that our Jinyiwei is a philanthropic hall, right?" ?” As he spoke, he gave a strange laugh, and raised his voice: “Listen up, monster, it will be the fifth day in a few hours. The fifth day of the new year breaks the fifth day, and the taboos of Chinese New Year can be broken, and our Jin Yiwei can kill people!”

Although those believers said that they regard death as their home, they still couldn't help trembling when they heard this, and they heard the hundreds of households laughing and said: "From tomorrow onwards, let you really understand what is the hell on earth where there is death and no life!"

'Pooh! Finally, a believer couldn't bear it anymore, and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at the hundred households, spitting on the bridge of their noses.

"Okay!" All the believers applauded loudly, and many people secretly sweated for him, wondering what kind of punishment this accomplice would receive.

Sure enough, that Baihu wiped the bloody phlegm on the bridge of his nose, his facial features were distorted in anger, and he pointed at the believer and shouted, "Drag him out!"

Several Jin Yiwei rushed forward, trying to open the cell door.

Inside the prison, the disciples of the Bailian Cult hid the brother who had caused trouble as far as possible, while staring at the Jin Yiwei who rushed to the prison door—at this moment, a scene that stunned all the believers happened—outside the prison door, The roaring Baihu, as well as the Jinyiwei who rushed over, were suddenly immobilized by someone, and they all kept their postures, frozen there...

Looking at the Jinyiwei who looked like wooden posts, the believers rubbed their eyes vigorously to make sure that they were not dazzled, and they couldn't help being dumbfounded.Immediately afterwards, even more weird phenomena continued to occur—the torches in the cell suddenly went out, and then countless lights shot out from both ends of the corridor. The light was soft, illuminating the dark cell brightly and warmly.

Then, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and flowers fell all over the sky. Countless petals fell from the top of the cell. Accompanied by the petals, a beautiful woman in white dress and white skirt, with bare feet and long hair and hand-stamped, quietly appeared in front of the believers.Seeing the woman stepping on the lotus flower and her precious appearance, some believers suddenly called out: "Saint! See you!"

"Ah!" Hearing the shouts of others, more people came to their senses. Isn't this the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect? !The believers hurriedly knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

The saint looked at the believers with pity, and said with a smile: "You worshiped the wrong person." Her voice was full of charm, as if every character could penetrate into the pores of people.

"Good prayer!" Someone shouted: "You are the last saint before the Buddha's mother! I have heard you lecture in Heze before!"

"Hehe." The saint no longer denied it, and said with a smile: "Yes, this seat is the former saint, and now she has achieved the fruit of cultivation and has returned to bliss. Passing by here today, I saw some believers suffering, and thought of the past. , come and see what happened.”

"Holy maiden, be merciful! I beseech the holy maiden to save me!" Although all the followers of the religion regarded death as home, they would not let any one of them let go if they had a chance to live.Now that I have seen the magic power of the saint with my own eyes, I naturally ask her to do a little bit to save myself.

"It's not difficult to save you." The saint said: "But the Western Bliss has its own rules, and I can't indiscriminately interfere with the human court."

(End of this chapter)