The black-bellied princess plays the prince

Chapter 44
I swallowed my saliva and hurriedly followed Yiwa with my head down.

According to him, Yiwa means 'long live' in Saga.

Li Zongrui also told me that here, he can't protect me. The Jin royal family has never interfered in the internal affairs of Sakya, which has been a rule for hundreds of years.

I am more honest.

Finally, after Yiwa finished, the new Dharma King murmured a lot, and pointed to the old Dharma King tied to the copper pillar, and everyone in the audience said in unison: "Iron melon, iron melon..."

The moonlight illuminated the old Pharaoh's face pale, his eyes were full of despair, he was struggling on the iron pillar, the chains on his body were strangling into his flesh layer by layer, he raised his head to the sky and yelled, cursing continuously, what should I say? I couldn't understand part of it, but I understood the following two sentences, "Qing Gui, you bastard...you missed me! You are possessed by the devil, you are tempted by the devil... you people, in the end You will become his slaves, even the Buddha cannot save you..."

He didn't look at the new Dharma king on the stage, but he kept struggling to look in the direction of the Jin Palace. His slender neck stretched out extremely long, as if trying to break free from the iron chain, and he struggled towards that direction. I followed his path Looking there, there is only the golden dome wrapped in darkness.

His words were overwhelmed by the loud shouts in the square. The new Fawang stood on the ground holding the golden rod. Amidst the sound of the golden ringing, the din stopped abruptly. There was a whistling wind, I closed my eyes, not daring to look any more, but Wangcai next to me seemed to smell the smell of blood, his spirits were high, and he was eager to try.

Li Zongrui whispered in my ear, "Let's go."

I nodded, this is really nothing to look at.

"Be careful, follow me, back slowly."

This kid is rarely so nervous. I looked around, only to find that two or three congregants stared at us with gloomy eyes. Although there were so many people around, I couldn't help shivering, as if I was in a deep valley. Tan, feeling cold all over his body.

Fortunately, after they glanced at us, they were attracted by the sound of execution on the stage, and turned their heads towards the square.

Li Zongrui pulled me back slowly. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his eyeballs kept rolling, and the usual frivolous look in his eyes was gone. I was also made nervous by his expression, and followed him slowly. Tong, pulled Wangcai back, but at this time, the sound of the iron melon hitting the flesh, the smell of blood came from the air, and a low roar came from Wangcai's throat. Although he was being pulled by me, he suddenly I stopped walking, the leather chain in my hand stumbled, I fell forward, and bumped into a congregation, I straightened up, and hurriedly said to him: "I'm sorry."

Unexpectedly, 'he' suddenly said sharply, "You are a spy of the devil."

'He' is a woman, a very young woman?

Before I had time to guess who she was, the eyes around me swished coldly, dark and cold. Li Zongrui saw that the situation was not good, so he pulled me away and wanted to run out, but within two steps, he was caught by the people around her. They blocked the way, but they left a way for me, but this way is directly on the steps leading to the new king.

We were pushed and pushed, Wangcai gave up, and broke free from the leash in my hand with a roar. I thought it would save me, but I didn't know it ran happily to the rope tied to the copper pillar. The old dharma king... So, it is abnormal to rely on people, let alone rely on a lion.

Wangcai revealed his true colors as a lion, which further proved that we are spies of the devil.

Wangcai was wrapped up in a huge net, and we were tied to an iron pillar... right next to the old pharaoh.

The old Pharaoh was tortured by an iron melon once, his skin was torn apart, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood. He was very clear when he was close. age.

He half-opened his eyes and looked at us: "You guys still want to save me?"

While struggling, I said, "Who wants to save you, who are you?"

He had a half-smile, bleeding from the corner of his mouth: "Understood, I understand..."

I was baffled: "Understand what?"

He opened his half-closed eyes: "Do you think anyone can be bound by this copper pillar?"

Before I could figure out what was going on, Li Zongrui beside me was stripped of his coat and pulled out the jade ornament hanging from his neck. The noise came again, I couldn't hear what they were shouting, but I could imagine that it must be something bad!
The new Dharma King walked up to the old Dharma King with a golden stick in his hand, "You actually colluded with the people from Prince Zhen's Mansion?"

The old Pharaoh half-closed his eyes: "You can talk about whoever you like..."

I said anxiously: "Hey, old pharaoh, don't think you are going to die, just drag a few backs... You can't talk nonsense, we will be killed by you!"

The old pharaoh snorted and ignored me.

Li Zongrui's face was ashen, and his hair was sticking to his forehead, stained with sweat: "Yueya, stop talking."

There was another earth-shattering cry, and one of them said: "She still calls him 'Old Pharaoh', which proves that they are in the same group! Pharaoh, execute them, execute them."

I thought it was miserable, if I knew I should not have listened to my senior brother and sister, and ran out alone, if I wanted my senior brother and sister to save my life, it would be impossible.

At this moment and here, I realized how cute and amiable my senior brothers and sisters are, and I also thought that the master is also in Shizi Mansion, although he is often elusive, maybe he came to this square by elusive?

With such a high level of martial arts, he can use seven or eight of the eighteen ladders of auspicious clouds casually, and he can save us.

My heart has settled down a bit. When my brothers and sisters find out that I am missing, they will definitely notify the master, and they will do everything possible to save me.

It's just that time doesn't know if it's too late?
So, I decided to do everything possible to delay the time.

Sun Tzu's Art of War does not say that the longer the time drags on, the easier it is to turn yellow. For example, on the battlefield, if you beat the drum once, you will be full of energy, if you beat the drum twice, it will weaken, and if you beat it three times, it will be exhausted. They are now yelling at us to fight and kill us. Maybe I will be moved by emotion and take procrastination as a reason, so they won't ask for it anymore?

The iron melon in the hand of the executioner was shaking loudly. I think the situation is urgent, and if I don’t procrastinate, I will really be "Iwa". I hurriedly said loudly: "New King, do you want to know? Who are you colluding with?"

The new Dharma King paused for a moment with the golden staff in his hand, and the shouting and killing stopped immediately. He turned to me, "Do you want to repent in front of the Buddha?"

The pattern on his face made me feel cold, swallowed a mouthful of water and said: "Yes, we do have contacts with this old guy, but when I saw your golden face today, I suddenly felt warm all over my body. If there is sunshine, Only then did I realize that you are the real King of Dharma, so my little girl decided to fight against this old man, and told all the people he hid in the dark who wanted to deal with you."

"Really?" He said, "He still has such a big move?"

There was another quarrel below: "She is lying. Under the leadership of the King of France, the old guy's power has already been blown away like a dead tree, and his army has been defeated."

Shouting and noise broke out again, some shouted loudly in Chinese, and others shouted in Saga, the scene was chaotic.

I listened carefully, and found that the person shouting in Chinese was sent from a place. Looking there, the person covered his face with a cloth hat low, so he couldn't see clearly.

I hurriedly said sadly: "He just said that he will never let you go even if he dies! Why didn't he leave you behind?" The silent eyes of the new Dharma king made me a little scared. The patterns are even more frightening, so after speaking, my lips trembled a little, "You, you, after listening, you don't know if what I said is true or not?"

He smacked the ground with the golden rod in his hand, and I felt the vibration under my feet. If I hadn't been tied to the copper pillar, I guess I would have slipped to the ground.

Li Zongrui was even more angry, and stuck to the copper pillar, his face was greener than the copper pillar, and his eyes were ashen.

"Then tell me?" As soon as His Holiness spoke, patterns covered his face wriggling up and down, as if his face was covered with ants. I swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and my heart was also covered with ants.

What should I say?I just came to the state of Jin, and I'm not familiar with the state of Jin. Apart from Li Zongrui, I don't know many people. If I ask me to find out a few, I need to know the name...

Someone shouted: "My lord, execute her, she is talking nonsense!"

People around echoed loudly.

I pointed sharply at the tall man who yelled the loudest in the crowd, "That's him, the one with the little white flowered turban covering his head! He came with us! I'm afraid we will identify him and want to Let's kill people!"

I had a clear target, and all the congregants looked around for the little white flower headscarves. Suddenly, the tall man was stared at and stood out. He wanted to sneak into the crowd and escape, but before he could, he was surrounded by swarms of congregations. He suddenly jumped up and hit the tops of those people. After a few ups and downs, he ran away. I thought to myself, look at him The ability to go up into the air and turn a few somersaults without falling down. His lightness is much better than my Eighteen Stairs of Xiangyun. Can all be learned?
After such a nuisance, everyone yelled and killed those who wore small white flower headscarves who had sneaked into the congregation. All those who wore small white flower headscarves were strictly investigated and questioned. One old man was questioned. I have to cry, "I'm not a little white flower scarf, it's all covered with the flour I dipped in the dough this morning..."

(End of this chapter)