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Chapter 1683 Self-blame

Song Zhiyuan grabbed the doll and got on the carriage, carefully pulled down the needles, nails and other things on it, and bit the tip of his tongue hard.

"Prince?" Jiang Fulai walked over and asked for instructions carefully.

"I've been guarding, and no mosquito is allowed to fly out." Song Zhiyuan looked down at the doll and said, "Change the way to Songshan Temple."

Jiang Fulai said aloofly and went down to give orders, and accompanied Song Zhiyuan to Songshan Temple. Before that, he also sent the guards to the temple to inform him.

The wheels of the car were rolling in the mud, and the officials on the way to Beijing were staggering refugees everywhere. Some of them even fell to the ground. Seeing a carriage coming, they would surround them to beg, and were driven away by the guards.

Song Zhiyuan took a look at the situation outside, then looked down at the doll in his hand, and closed his eyes.

He blamed him and thought that Song Zhiqing had hatred in his heart, but he was like a useless person and could not cause any storm. Everything was still under control.

But he underestimated the hearts of people and the so-called Song bloodline. It turned out that some people were far more sinister than they thought.

It turns out that letting go will really make people unrecognizable.

Song Zhiyuan laughed at himself, thinking that he had been dominating the officialdom for half his life, but he didn't even have such a despicable number of pickled segments. It was really ridiculous.

"Song Yunzhi, are you worthy of being a son of man?"

In the carriage, a murmur sounded.

Jiang Fulai, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, heard the roar in the car, and couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, sniffed, and sucked his face.

He didn't do it well. Even if the prime minister didn't give him instructions, he should have someone staring at the third master in a row, rather than thinking about the relationship between people and affection. Thinking that the other party had not done anything that was very unfavorable to the Song family before, he felt that the other party had a little kindness.

Now, I was slapped in the face.

The so-called evil rumor is still light, but the important thing is this art of disgusting victory.

How vicious and vicious.

The human heart is really like the sun, and you cannot look directly at it.

...

When Song Zhiyuan arrived at Songshan Temple, it was already dark and the host was waiting in it and welcomed him in.

"Master, please bless Gu Hun for my mother."

Song Zhiyuan didn't say anything anymore, and took out the doll and said simply.

The host was surprised and made a doll to seal the coffin and suppressed it with talismans. This was an extremely vicious evil technique.

Thinking of what Song Ci did on weekdays, he saw Song Zhiyuan's withered appearance, and the host said, "The donor Song doesn't have to worry. The donor Song is happy to give alms throughout his life, and has great merits and will be blessed by the Buddha. I will bless you and pray for the donor Song and recite the "Sutra of the Original Vow of the Medicine Buddha, Lvli Light Tathagata forty-nine times."

"Master is here." Song Zhiyuan folded his hands together, presented the doll, and followed the presidency into the hall.

He looked at the presidency and chanting scriptures, and he knelt on the cushion in the hall, folded his hands together and prayed to the Buddha.

If there is any sin, he will bear everything.

The night is as bright as ink.

At the foot of the mountain, only a few scattered lights appear in the darkness.

Song Zhiyuan stayed for two hours before he stood up and walked out of the hall. In the hall behind him, there were constant chanting of scriptures.

Jiang Fulai came over and advised, "Prince, you have been running around for a day. You should go to the Zen room to use some vegetarian food first."

Song Zhiyuan looked at the lights and said, "Jiang Fulai, do you think I'm too arrogant? I thought he wouldn't cause a big storm if he was useless, but he didn't expect that he would slap him hard in the face."
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