"The Lord of the Fu... the ghosts and gods in Xingfu Temple were killed by a lightning light. They were a golden boy with the thunderous dragon. It should be that group of murderers!" Xun Yeyesha stepped forward to report.
"Can the monks in the temple suffer casualties?" Zhong Kui said leisurely.
Yasha hesitated and said, "The monks in the temple were not panicked. They pushed down the bronze Buddha and were discussing the statue of Guanyin. They also wanted to worship the golden boy and jade girl next to them. It is said that they would use equal weight of gold to create the golden boy and carve the jade girl with beautiful Western jade. They also had to carve a divine dragon under the feet of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and instead worship the statue of Guanyin Chenglong!"
"Since there are no casualties, nothing happened!" Zhong Kui said leisurely: "Xingfu Temple itself is not panicked, why are you panicking?"
"Report..." Another night, You Shen knelt down in the hall and said:
"Report to the Duke, the King of the King of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Temple, there were no living creatures in the temple! All the nobles in the court were uneasy."
The Yasha looked up slightly. This time, the miserable man died. Should the Lord of the Mansion be investigated?
"If you don't do anything bad, why are you afraid of knocking on the door!" Zhong Kui put down his pen and said, "Ye Ban should not be violated. Everything is being said until the daytime. If everyone dies, then nothing will happen. Wu Hou who patrolled the night is not panicked. Why are you panicking?"
At this time, another little ghost came to Your Highness. Seeing Zhong Kui's eyes as if they were wide open, he couldn't help but tremble: "Uncle...Uncle!"
"Say!" Zhong Kui said angrily.
"The Wuhou and the bad commander in the capital sent a witch to ask. There were shouts of killing in the Bible Temple, which made the yard feel uneasy. There were silver threads covering the temple. They could not cut it, but they could not get in. They could only hear screams from it. I hope the Lord of the House will go and deal with it."
The little devil said tremblingly.
Zhong Kui rubbed the corners of his eyes and had to say perfunctorily: "Tell them that the monks in the temple are holding a water and land meeting to save the wild ghosts in the underworld. It is to follow the orders of this god to let the monks in the Bible Temple be saved overnight. Don't panic!"
Judge Wen hesitated and said, "But tomorrow the monk of the Bible Temple will die. Your Majesty will definitely come to ask, how will the Lord of the House explain?"
Zhong Kui said angrily: "All of them are dead, no one is seen, no corpse is seen, how do I want me to explain? Can't they have fulfilled their merits and ascend to the Pure Land?" He said with a grudge in his heart: "You'd better make me cleaner and not leave any bloodstains of corpses. Otherwise, I will have to take you down and explain to Emperor Tang!"
"Report..." a little ghost said tremblingly.
Zhong Kui sighed helplessly and said angrily: "So what's wrong?"
The little ghost was frightened. Before he could report, another little ghost broke in from outside the hall and collided with the little ghost in front. The two ghosts rolled into a ball. The big yaksha ghost next to him couldn't help but scold: "What kind of deeds are there in front of the mansion?"
"Mr., this group of murderers is too rampant. And now they have divided several routes, so why not take the opportunity to take down several routes. When His Majesty asks tomorrow, there is an explanation..."
The two little ghosts became more and more frightened, and couldn't help but hug each other, crying: "Du Jun, don't eat us... They report bad news, only good news!"
They saw that Zhong Kui had already taken out the sauce plates made by the Zhong family, and were afraid that Fujun would dip them into the sauce.
When Zhong Kui heard that it was good news, he applied oil to the hook beside him and said, "What good news! Don't be afraid, little ghosts like you are not chewing, I swallowed them whole without dipping sauce at all!"
The two little ghosts were even more scared, but they could only let go of each other. One said, "Longxing Temple is closed! The old abbot killed the ghosts and gods in the temple. Yanfujun - the devil of their Longxing Temple, and they will deal with it themselves!"
Another little ghost also said: "The same is true for the Innate View, Jingyun View, Inspiration View, Qianyuan View, and Huayang View. The Heavenly Master led the Taoist monks to deal with the mixed demons in the view first. Don't let the Duke worry!"
Zhong Kui finally breathed a sigh of relief. He saw the divine light in the eyes of the big Yasha ghost next to him, flickering, and didn't know what to think about. Another Yasha said carefully: "The little god takes his leave... continue to monitor the murderers."
The Yasha wanted to speak: "The prince, the prince and Yang Xiang's people have been offended! Your Majesty will definitely have an edict tomorrow..."
At this time, Zhong Kui suddenly hooked up, stringed two big yaksha ghosts together, dipped them in the sauce plate on the table and said, "I have been tolerating you guys who are eating inside and outside for a long time! They are mixed with those gods and demons every day... Do I see it?" Zhong Kui sucked the two big yaksha ghosts hard, and swallowed them into his mouth and chewed them.
While tasting, he praised: "It's so chewy, these two guys are so strong. It's worthwhile that I have raised them for so long... Zhonghua, do you want to have a bite too!"
He looked back and saw his sister making a face and spitting out a foot long.
The judge of civil and military shook his head helplessly. The judge of Wen casually drafted a document to suppress evil ghosts who had accumulated good deeds in the land of Yaoyin to be a ghost messenger, and prepared to report to the Mingfu Lord tomorrow.
Judging from his skillful appearance, he knew that such an abnormal loss of ghost messenger had been no longer one or two times!
Judge Wu was watching the hall, and the two little ghosts who came to report had already fallen to the ground and fainted. The little ghosts next to them raised them with steel forks, dragged them down, and placed them aside to wait for them to wake up.
Zhong Kui looked at the list copied by his subordinates again, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's quite neat to start!"
It is good to enter the pond and pavilion in spring, and the scenery is warmer and fresher. You are not trapped when you look for the fragrance, and you will move forward when you are chasing. The fine grass is as messy as hair, and the birds are singing like strings. The moss text translates to ancient seal script, and the stone color is learned in autumn. Flowers fall can float wine, and duckweed can escape the boat. It will get worse when you come for a while, and you will become immortal after a long time of staying.
This poem "Inscription on Xuanyi Chi Pavilion" is a portrayal of Xuanyi Fang.
Because there is a Qingming Canal flowing through the west of this yard, the residences of noble officials and nobles are very rich in mountain ponds and gardens, including the Duke of Yan, Zhang Shuo, An Lushan, Li Fengji's house, and the house of the right prime minister Yang Guozhong, especially the mortal rivals of An Lushan and Yang Guozhong, whose residences cover a large area, and few people compare with both. However, they were all given a house here by Emperor Xuan and became neighbors.
Especially Yang Guozhong's house, the city was embroidered by the government, and the buildings were so prosperous that the two were all incomparable.
In the small building near Qingming Canal, a man looked out from the railing, wearing a purple and purple dress. It was Yang Guozhong, the prime minister of the dynasty. He looked a little pale at this time. After being exposed to the night wind, he couldn't help coughing a few times.
Lady Guo was wearing a low-cut dress and a dazzling array of clothes on her head, and her fragrance was amazing.
This made Yang Guozhong, who was in a bad mood and was more interested in quietness, frowned. He had always known that the third sister of Taizhen Concubine was arrogant and luxurious. It was rumored in Chang'an City that the jewelry and jade left along the way, wherever the Lady of Guoguo went, was enough to make the lucky ones rich for a while, and the smell of various spices floated dozens of miles.
Not only did he have some connection with Emperor Xuan, but he was in the same car with Yang Guozhong, he was either celebrating three dynasties or waiting for the five drums to leak out. The alley was covered with beautiful makeup and candles were as good as day, and he never avoided suspicion.
"Why... is in a bad mood?" Mrs. Guo Guo smiled and said, "You want to refine your natal gods and demons to be immortal. Didn't Taizhen have already told Emperor Xuan? With Emperor Xuan's approval, what else do you have to worry about?"
Yang Guozhong turned around and said, "How could the Taoist and Buddha schools not intervene in stopping the Chang'an formation?"
"Do you know that Tennoji was destroyed?"
"Is it the Tenno Temple that can make incense?" Mrs. Guoguo said, "What a pity, I like his family's Miaoxiang very much."
"There is a god Gandharva in Tianwang Temple who is good at making sounds and has wonderful fragrance. I have made musical notes for Your Majesty before, and I was recruited into the palace to play the pipa for Your Majesty and Taizhen. Your Majesty combined it with drums, and Taizhen danced with it, which made the god look ashamed and dared not enter again." Yang Guozhong whispered.
"The Demon Wanhuan Qu?" Mrs. Guoguo raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered: "I remembered it! It was the devil who showed off her skills in front of my sister."
"The music of the Heavenly Demon Dance is wonderful. My sister Yang Yuhuan is the only demon servant in the Yang family who has obtained the Heavenly Demon Dance and the true teachings of the Heavenly Demon Music! The Heavenly Demon Nine Songs have only practiced the first song - Wanhuan Song, so how dare you show off your ugly face?"
"That day it was almost taken away by my sister's soul. It was so scared that it was so scared that she dared to enter the palace again?"
"It's natural that such a devil who doesn't know how to die if he kills himself."
Lady Guo's feet were slightly stepped on, and her figure was beautiful and beautiful, floating in the air like a flying sky. The ribbons on her body were flying, and every move was filled with a faint fragrance, but it was an extremely excellent magical appearance of a demon. She tweeted her bare hands and used the fragrance as a string, which made her snort her all kinds of desires, which made her snort coldly to calm the disordered magic power in her body.
"An Lushan has become more and more rampant recently, and has repeatedly refused to give our Yang family face... But Taizhen always turns his elbow out. He said that An Lushan is valued by His Majesty. Not only can she not slander her, she also wants to comfort His Majesty's heart and tells us not to be impatient." Lady Guoguo sneered: "Now, the Demon Sect is three points, you are the demon who has been introduced by our Yang family to control the Demon Sect."
"An Lushan fought for power with you, and he was truly unforgivable. He won over the monks of the Demonic Way and cultivated his own power, and repeatedly refused to give face to the Yang family. Moreover, this person is a hungry tiger and can eat people. If you want to control the Demonic Sect, you must get rid of An Lushan."
"What are your preparations?"
"An Lushan is not that easy to deal with..." Yang Guozhong shook his head and said, "Your Majesty supports him just to separate the forces of our Yang family. Unless he rebelled, your Majesty will not touch him easily. An Lushan has always been respectful to Your Majesty and uses evidence of him killing those Hu people who are like grass-roots outside the border to practice the law. Your Majesty will not care."
"Fortunately, An Lushan has been forced to do so recently!"
"I advise Your Majesty, promoted his subordinate Shi Siming several times, and indulged him in favor of the demon cultivator. Now he is becoming more and more like Li Linfu, and his Majesty trusts him no matter how much he rebelled, and he can only kill him! Now be careful that the prince fisherman will benefit!"
Lady Guo Guo smiled and said, "Do you tell him the matter of the Chang'an formation being destroyed?"
Yang Guozhong smiled and said, "He has been acquiring the Yang God for a long time. The Jiuyou Rift is his only chance to attain the soul, and he can't help but be moved. The gods and demons he controls also have abnormal movements. It seems that he is preparing to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attack the soul! Unfortunately, he doesn't know whether he can sit firmly in this position, not just how good his cultivation is, but whether His Majesty still trusts him!"
"Through Your Majesty, please come back and let him deal with An Lushan, who may impact the soul!" said Mrs. Guoguo.
At this time, a parrot flew over from afar and landed in front of Yang Guozhong. The parrot spoke and told the story of Chang'an tonight one by one. Yang Guozhong looked solemn and slapped the railing and said, "They are those people in the right way again."
"I'm a big deal!"
Mrs. Guo Guo said with a gloomy face: "If the Chang'an formation cannot be destroyed, not only will it be possible to eliminate An Lushan. Your cultivation level will be difficult to break through, and you will not be able to convince the public. The righteous way takes advantage of this night to clean Chang'an... but he is decisive! Who did it?"
"Contemporary Tianshi...Sima Ziwei!"
"A celestial master who has not achieved the soul dares to be so arrogant?" Mrs. Guo said: "I will ask Your Majesty for the decree, and Zhong Kui, and he will definitely be indulging him."
"There is a night ban in Chang'an, so they cannot be dispersed and destroyed." Yang Guozhong pondered for a while, and then said, "I let the gods and demons gather in Dacien Temple and send some people over. If you pinch your five fingers together, you will not believe that the righteous way can still be so careless!"
Yang Guozhong summoned a group of demon cultivators under his command and mobilized them to go to Dacien Temple.
The monks and Taoists dressed in the costumes, including butchers, storytellers, prostitutes from Pingkangfang, down-and-out musicians, even scholars, rangers, even small officials in Chang'an City, and other magic cultivators dressed in the small building and obeyed Yang Guozhong's instructions.
"Abide by the Prime Minister's will!" the down-and-out musician smiled and said, "This time, those people in the right path will not be able to come or go?"
The golfer was drunk and muttered, "But... it was a group of young young men led by Sima Ziwei. None of the real righteous masters in Chang'an City were among them. He decided to take their heads as the prime minister. The righteous masters are the best foundation, and it is the best material for refining gods and demons!"
A woman chuckled and said, "If there is a young and handsome person, please give me some remedies..."
After saying that, he gave Yang Guozhong a charming look.
"Go away!" The monk said impatiently: "You have replenished it, and it has become a residue of medicine! It will be different if I have replenished it! The medicinal properties are more sufficient and the firepower is stronger!"
"It's all empty fire!" The storyteller shook his head and said, " Such an ignorant boy is most suitable to write into ghost stories and become my material. As the saying goes..."
"Okay!" Yang Guozhong said with a solemn expression: "I don't care what you do, I just need them to not disturb my plan to open my Jiuyou Rift! Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!