Chapter 536: Closing the Temple (3)

Qingyuan's eyelids jumped a little, but soon, he recited the scriptures in a low voice, and the monks who were panicked or scared followed the scriptures. In the middle of the night, the Sanskrit sounded with a kind of grief and spread far and far far……
Xiao Fengqing looked coldly at Qingyuan. Obviously, he would not say any more useful words.
"Search!" He spit out a word from his thin lips, and the soldiers outside the temple promised, iron armor, swords cold and bright, the monk looked at Xiao Fengqing, who was standing coldly in front of the Buddha, and was shocked. The entire Donglin Temple was illuminated by torches like daylight at this time, and the 100-year-old pure Buddhist gate fell into hell.
Xiao Fengqing watched the monks in the temple feel uneasy, smiled lazily, re-sit on the chair, and closed his eyes to Qingyuan: "You wouldn't be so stupid hiding her to cause disaster for Donglin Temple, right?"
Qingyuan looked up at Xiao Fengqing, and said lightly, "Isn't the so-called disaster brought by His Highness Rui?"
Xiao Fengqing looked at his clear eyes, and could not help but wince. With such an open and fearless look, he was clearly a monk without the power of a chicken. Why did he have a sense of insult and insult?
Xiao Fengqing turned away, avoiding his gaze, sneer: "No matter what, when the King finds her, you will be in great trouble at Donglin Temple!"
Qingyuan announced a Buddhist slogan: "That is not a disaster for the Donglin Temple, it is a disaster for the whole country. The emperor should not have mistrusted His Highness at the beginning, and now the chaos and chaos are all over!"
"Wow," Xiao Fengqing snapped a few shots in front of the Buddha. All offerings jumped up, rolled to the ground, and messed up.
All the monks in the Buddhist temple exclaimed, and no one dared to be so rude in front of the Golden Buddha. Qingyuan was motionless. His eyes were calm and he looked at Xiao Fengqing in anger: "The demon is born from the heart. His Highness is now in control and has captured Ying Jing. Even if all the people who oppose you are swayed, they will become the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Your Excellency, does Your Royal Highness feel a little happy? "
Xiao Fengqing squinted his eyes slightly, looking at this young monk who had never seen him in the slightest. Now he may be the only one who dares to speak these words in front of him all over the world.
Qingyuan looked at him and did not avoid it.
Soon, the soldier stepped forward and knelt down to report: "His Royal Highness Qi Qirui, the whole temple searched and found no queen maiden."
Xiao Fengqing's eyes sank. He looked at Qingyuan coldly. Suddenly, he smiled. He lowered his head, and the ink-like beam diverged around his cheek. He bowed his head to Qingyuan and said, "You are fierce enough. You would rather watch the monks in the whole temple bury her for her than say where she is."
Qingyuan looked at the man in front of him like a demon, closed his eyes, and calmly said, "The Buddha said," I will not go to hell. Whoever enters hell, His Royal Highness King Rui can't find the queen. If he wants to vent his anger, kill the poor monk. Why? Monks in the whole temple? "
As soon as he said this, the monks under him couldn't help moving, they fell to the ground and recited the scriptures more loudly. The Sanskrit sound lingers on the sacred and solemn Buddhist temple, and he sits in front of the Buddha, his face gradually becoming peaceful and peaceful.
Xiao Fengqing looked at him without fear and smiled coldly. He smiled and said, "Want to let the king kill you? Dream it!"
He rolled his eyes and looked at all the monks, and he passed a deep bloodthirsty smile in front of him: "My king will not kill you, and I want you to watch the monks in Donglin Temple die before you one by one until you say her Where to hide. "
The monks in the hall suddenly exclaimed, cowardly monks couldn't help running outside, but the heavy armored soldiers were guarded outside the hall. The knife in their hands waved, and the blood light sprang up. The order in the place Everyone was stunned. Qingyuan Dingding looked at the tragic runaway in front of her, and held on to the rosary in her hand.
The blood made the scene out of control even more chaotic. The monks wanted to step forward and rush out of the puppet, but the blood in one place couldn't make a half step forward. Some shouted loudly, some simply knelt before the Buddha and prayed loudly, and some looked around, and they shouted to go out, but the soldiers holding weapons outside the hall formed a wall and blocked them all back.
Xiao Fengqing looked at the chaos in front of him, and then looked back at Qingyuan with a pale face, and smiled, "How about? The monk in the whole temple replaced her. If you refuse to surrender her, you will have one more sin if you kill another monk. "
Qingyuan turned his head, and there was still a monk crying in his ears. He said, "Even if the iniquity of the whole world is to be carried by a poor monk, the poor monk will not give her to you and other cruel people. In your hands! "
He said, sitting on the futon kneeling, reading the scriptures with his eyes closed, but he didn't say a word.
Xiao Fengqing clenched the sword in his hand, and the anger was tumbling in his heart. As long as there was a sword, the stubborn young monk in front of him would die under his sword, but obviously in this temple, only he knew Nie Wushuang's Hiding place.
Nie Wushuang ... complicated feelings in his deep eyes, this woman that made him love and hate!
The long night was endless. On this night, the Donglin Temple stayed awake all night. There were swords everywhere. There were iron soldiers everywhere. They rudely overthrew every place where people could hide. Their leather boots stepped over Buddhist scriptures, futons, and even Stepped over the fallen Buddha statue, looking for the trace of only one woman.
Qingyuan knelt down in front of the Buddha and wondered how long he had missed the soldiers in the temple. Xiao Fengqing looked at him and sneered: "Three days, I'll give you three days. If you don't surrender her, the king will kill the temple!"
He looked at his cold and clear eyes, and smiled wickedly: "Don't assume that the king can't do it, nor challenge the bottom line of the king. The king is no longer the original king of the king, and the king is Xiao Fengqing who rebelled! "
He sneered and left. In a long laugh, Qingyuan looked at the golden Buddha statue in front of him, bowed his head, and found his own voice for a long time: "Buddha, please shelter me at Donglin Temple, please shelter my people!"
On the horizon, a round of rising sun like blood rises, and the red light is reflected on the face of the and Buddha.
In this chaotic world, there is a kind of calamity that even the gods and Buddhas cannot protect.

Playing tricks and trickling Xiao Fengqing, pitiful Qingyuan, and Nie Wushuang hiding in a panic ...
I admit, I'm tangled too ...
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