Chapter 50
The soft sedan chair looks shabby, but it's unexpectedly comfortable. It's just that the kid's sedan chair is not very stable, and he's almost sleepy.
She insisted on opening a corner of the curtain and looking at the night that swept back rapidly. Although she didn't know the way, it was necessary for her to remember it.
"Don't worry, your highness..." The old man floated beside the sedan chair all the way and helped her put down the curtain very attentively. "We can find Mr. Liu soon."
A sneer came from the sedan chair: "what are you looking for, young master Liu?" Miaomiao then said, "don't we go to finish the ceremony?"
The old man was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused. After a long reaction, he laughed: "er Yes, your highness said so
I couldn't help but peek into the sedan chair: the goddess is worthy of being a goddess, even I know
Ling Miaomiao yawned and knocked on the cushioned armrest: "hurry up, I can't wait to get back to my position!"
At the end of the copy of Chang'an City, Tao Ying wants to use fancy means to get the Dragon Boat Festival into a dreamland and complete his revenge on the royal family magnificently.
Originally, he wanted to witness this historic moment in person, but it was a pity that mu yaobi was more difficult than he imagined, which disturbed his feet and held him back.
We have to leave the matter here to our followers first.
The sedan chair vibrated regularly, and a strong sense of tiredness came. Even though Miaomiao knew clearly that the sedan chair on the side of resentment spirit was often deceitful, she couldn't help sleeping in the dim sedan chair.
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slight wheezing.
The main hall of Xingshan temple is ablaze with secluded candles. On both sides of the ground, there are colorful demonized "Huanxi Buddha". Some of them are still entangled like snakes, some of them have been broken into powder, and the ground is in a mess.
The jiuxuan demon collecting tower is on the high beam of the main hall, spinning rapidly and making a whistling sound. The golden light under the tower makes the air dry. Continuously, the black air is sucked into the heart of the pagoda, faintly sending out a gruesome scream.
Liu Fu's hands and clothes stained with the blood of the spirit, all become dry red wax - the whole hall is full of spirit, there is no living people.
Without confirming Mu Yao's safety, he has broken the big rule in his life. After an hour of endless killing, he stood beside the offering table and let the jiuxuan demon collecting tower start killing. He looked up at the blackened Golden Buddha and let his sweat flow into his collar.
The Buddha also looked at him with a smile.
"Liu Fu Yi..." A trance voice came, and the dark shadow coagulated a human figure, standing behind him. Because he was burned by the golden light of jiuxuan demon collecting tower, his face was only half left, which made him even more venomous and terrifying. "Catching demons, getting rid of demons, catching demons, the matter of ghosts should be the matter of the Yin Department, your hand is too long."
Liu Fu Yi turned around and said, "if people don't offend me, I won't offend."
"If you want to blame it, blame the Mu family first." Resentment spirit stretched out an arm, as if pointing to the tip of his nose, "at the beginning of this matter, it was my hatred with Zhao Qinru. It's the Mu family's self-reliance on their talents and their interference over and over again, so I have to... "
He began to laugh, which was like metal friction, giving people goose bumps on the back.
Liu Fu Yi looked at him calmly: "what's the deep hatred between you and Princess Zhao?"
"Hate I hate it... " The shadow quickly bypassed Liu Fu's clothes and stood in front of the Buddha. It seemed to be looking up at the Buddha's merciful eyes and eyebrows. "Zhao's noble daughter, domineering and domineering, is the apple of the eye at home. When she enters the palace, she will be the emperor's favorite concubine, silk and satin, beautiful clothes and jade food, with one order..." He pause, "how many dignitaries flock to, layer upon layer squeeze, which pipeline has frozen bone."
Between this pause, it seems that many words have been omitted. Liu Fuyi frowned.
"You used to be a subordinate of Princess Zhao?" He had some doubts. "As far as I know, the Tao family lives in the suburbs of Chang'an. They are all craftsmen."
"You're right." The dark shadow began to laugh strangely again. "The Tao family, who have never been distinguished, are all common people and famous craftsmen from all over the country."
Liu Fu's clothes and eyes sneered: "that's the case. Then why did you cheat Princess Zhao and say that you came from the Brahman of Tianzhu?"
"Mr. Liu, guess what kind of craftsmanship do we depend on to eat?" The shadow did not answer the rhetorical question, and the tone was more ironic.
"Pottery, wax, carpentry." The craft of a small family only needs food and clothing. It's miscellaneous and does everything.
"You are wrong." "It's incense making," he said
He walked by the bright red candle in front of the offering table. "Tao Yu's mother, Tao Yu's family, is good at making incense. It was originally a craft she brought from her mother's family, but since her husband died, making incense has become Tao Yu's only means to support her family."
Liu Fu Yi eyebrow heart a jump, in the heart already electric light flint ground had guess: "Tao Yu Shi is you who?"
Without answering, she fell into a strange silence. After a long time, she said, "the Taoyu family only makes incense to feed her family. She lives her own life without any provocation."Liu Fu Yi looked at him and nodded: "no one provoked."
"But Zhao Qinru, just because she is a noble daughter and the emperor's favorite concubine, if she wants to believe in Buddhism, the whole country must be devout. What's the reason?" The voice of the spirit of resentment suddenly rose, "one year a big visit, dignitaries, wanton search, regardless of the people's resentment boiling Just because Tao Yu could make incense and the best incense, he had to make a special incense seal for three days without sleep. In other words, he inherited the grace of a noble man You said, "what's the point?"
After a pause, Liu Fu replied, "maybe Princess Zhao has given her enough reward, but the corrupt officials have exploited her, and the people are suffering..."
"What if you give a reward?" Tao Ying suddenly interrupts, half turns around and stares at Liu Fuyi. "We Tao's small family never dare to climb up such a favor. We just want to live a small life, but we don't even have the qualification to say" No. "
"Tao Yu is a widow. Her children die young in their prime. She has worked hard all her life. Her children are brought up by her hands. Because she is busy making incense all the year round, her eyes suffer from stubborn diseases and dizziness. It took her so many years to live a good life at home. Originally, she didn't have to work so hard anymore... "
He came a few steps closer to Liu Fu's clothes, and the black air on his body was constantly sucked in by Jiu Xuan's demon collecting tower, but he didn't seem to notice, "do you know how old she was when she was forced to make incense? Sixty five years old. If she had been born in a rich family, she would have enjoyed the year of heaven. However, Zhao Qinru's confidants forced her to make Xiangzhuan Her health went from bad to worse. The night before Daqing, she fainted in the incense making room and accidentally knocked down the candlestick... "
Liu Fu closed his eyes and felt dizzy: "did Tao Yu die in an accident?"
Resentment Spirit sent out a burst of sharp Laughter: "the fire burned all day and night, burned her to death, burned up the hard work of Tao Yu's foundation..."
His voice changed a little, as if wet: "the next day, I took the weeping Xiao Liu to Xingshan temple to ask for a coffin, but found that there was a lot of bustling running Daqing. The bodyguard beat us and threw us out of the temple, saying that if we didn't get rid of Xiangzhuan, Princess Zhao lost face and was lucky not to pursue responsibility. She dared to ask for reward..."
Liu Fu's eyes were clear, and he looked at him: "so, you spent many years pretending your identity, changing your face, trying to sneak into the palace, let Zhao Qinru's daughter suffer the pain of burning, and also want to let her taste the taste of losing her love?"
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when Miaomiao wakes up, she finds herself tied to a high shelf. Not far away are the familiar offering tables and Buddha statues. Now she can face the Buddha without looking up.
Looking up, there is a huge ten petaled lotus painting on the top of the head. The petals are red as blood and spread out in layers. The background is blue and unpredictable.
There were bundles of firewood piled up below. The old man and a group of other spirits gathered together to discuss something and made a sound of incisive observation.
Now she's like a duck on a shelf, watching chefs gather to discuss whether to cook with wood or charcoal.
She struggled a few times, her hands were firmly tied back, and several circles of wrist thick rope were wrapped around her waist. It was no joke how strong she was.
Ling Miaomiao had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
"Master Tao Ying hasn't come yet..." Several kids peeped at her and saw that she woke up. They were worried, "master, don't you mean if you can't wait for him at this time, just..."
Another kid couldn't help it. He looked back at the old man quietly: "let's start the ceremony first."
The old man bent his back, touched his beard, and walked around for several times. He couldn't make up his mind. After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind. With a wave of his hand, he said, "the ceremony begins!"
The mysterious ceremony, which had been described by Emperor Duanyang for countless times, began again without any sign or preparation under such hasty conditions, and all the resentful spirits on the scene knelt down one after another.
"Goddess -"
"Goddess -"
for a moment, the mountain and the tsunami, the noise flooded the whole hall.
"Oh --" a few kids who looked like they were only seven or eight years old rushed out, "goddess! Goddess One of them tripped excitedly, and the flint on his hand fell three meters away.
Ling Miaomiao
What's the matter? You're excited about the ignition.
"Crackle --" the flint collided, a star red dot fell on the firewood, and then the fire "roared" up in an instant, and a heat wave was like a storm directly on the wonderful face.
She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.
At the moment when the tongue of fire licked the sole of her shoes, a blue light suddenly flashed out of her body. A blue flame wrapped her whole body at the moment when the flame engulfed her. In the next second, the flame that had been burning vigorously was suddenly extinguished as if it had been frozen.
Cheering Kid: --
"I'm sorry, my palace is like a wet firewood stick today. I can't light it. Shall we have a rest and try again tomorrow? "
She dares to come to risk her life. Even with the magic blue flame of protecting her body, she will die in a moment. Naturally, the fire can't help her.The old man and some kids looked at each other and discussed for a long time. They turned back to her and said with a smile, "goddess, in this case, let's skip the fire for the time being and hold the second one first."
Wait a minute Second? Why isn't it in the book?
Ling Miaomiao was a little confused.
Then, the old man clapped his hands, and a few kids carried a big black box one person high and "banged" on the ground.
Miaomiao, take a close look at this box It's like It's a coffin.
The old man and the kids together lifted the coffin, lifted a man from inside and put him on the ground. Then, several kids climbed on the high shelf and untied the rope on her body with all their hands.
All limbs are supported by the imp, and the ground drops rapidly.
The old man at the bottom pointed to the "man" carried out from the coffin and said with a smile, "second, please ask the goddess to be with Saint tongs."
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