In the imperial city of Dali, the sun has just risen.

Almost the entire city gathered outside the Tenryu Temple.

Looking at the high platform erected in the middle, the matter of the Holy Decree last night had already spread all over the streets and alleys.

"I heard that it is a psychic mage, who came to borrow the heavenly soldiers and generals, this time our imperial city has been saved!"

"That mage has hands and eyes to the sky, and it is said that he can ask for rain and borrow wind, this time he is preparing to lead the water of the heavenly river and drown the rebels!"

"This person is not a mage, but the reincarnation of a golden-bodied Arhat, who can change a hundred feet in height, and can trample ten thousand people to death with just one foot!"

There was a great deal of discussion among the people.

The things of gods and ghosts are becoming more and more evil.

Naturally, some people do not believe this childlike word.

But when I arrived at the scene, I found that the senior monks of more than ten temples in the city were wearing robes and sitting under the high platform.

Bursts of Buddhist scriptures reverberate in the air.

The surrounding believers even knelt on the inside and outside three floors.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the morning bell of Tenryu Temple rang, the gate that had been closed slowly opened.

More than 100 monks, led by the famous dead wood master in Dali, wore Dharma robes and held wooden fish.

Step by step down the steps.

With the four high monks of Tianlong Temple sitting on the second floor of the platform.

There are more and more believers kneeling on the ground to worship.

Buddhism is the state religion of Dali.

Plus the identity of Tenryuji.

The unintelligible Buddhist scriptures converged into a wave of sound and continued to spread.

The scene of tens of thousands of people chanting Buddhist scriptures in unison has never happened before.

The solemnity and mystery made everyone begin to believe that the rumors must be true.

Finally, as the Deadwood Master slowly stopped the wooden fish in his hand, all the high monks also stopped.

They sat cross-legged with their hands folded, as if sensing something.

"Someone! Flying......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

I saw in the distance, a figure like a fairy, flying down on the high platform.

The man wearing a mask is wearing a gold silk robe.

In the reflection of the rising sun, it sparkles.

"How!"

It wasn't long before he sat cross-legged on the high platform.

In the distance, an eagle with wings spread flew down on his shoulder.

He also has a lotus flower in his mouth.

Such a spectacle is even more surprising.

After all, there is no one in Dali who trains eagles.

Therefore everyone thinks that this eagle is wild.

"What is Guogong going to do?"

Zhao Yingluo stood in the distance, looking at Lin Su on the high platform.

When the big war came, how did he come here and pretend to be a monk?

"He has a point, and I can't see through it."

Chong Qianrou shook her head, Lin Su was making a fool of herself, what she was going to do, she couldn't guess.

But since he wants to do it, there must be a reason.

"God has the virtue of a good life, all Buddhas have compassion, today the enemy army is coming, with the killing of Shura, we are confused, I specially ask my Buddha to guide the way......"

Lin Su stood on a high platform, reciting strange scriptures.

He took the three pillars of incense, lit them with candles, and inserted them in the incense burner.

"I specially ask my Buddha to point out the way, help us and others to quell the rebellion, these thirty texts are to ask the heavens and the earth for the hexagram, if you can win, you need all white to the sky, if one is red, there is a disaster to break the city!"

Lin Su picked up a string of copper coins and held them high.

Anyone who gets close can see that the coin is white on one side and red on the other.

"Thirty copper coins, all white face up, unlikely!"

"Even if you throw it tens of thousands of times, it can't all be white up, unless there is a Buddha to guide the way!"

"How can there be no red, I'm afraid it's not a deliberate demoralization, right?"

The people looked at the thirty copper coins and talked about it.

If it is thrown up and on the ground, it is all white face up, unless there is divine help.

"Please be a Buddha, give me guidance!"

Lin Su waited for a while, and listened to the voice of the audience much quieter.

Only then did he stretch out his hand and throw out all the copper coins in his hand.

Thirty copper coins fell from the sky and fell at the gate of Tianlong Temple.

The people nearby also looked at the copper coins thrown down on the platform more than three zhang high.

"It's all white, not red!"

"This is the miracle, the guidance of the Buddha, and we can get through this view!"

"With the blessing of God and Buddha, the second battle will be won!"

The thirty copper coins were all white and lying on the stone slabs.

Such an unbelievable thing made the people kneel on the ground again.

With the guidance of the gods and Buddhas, they suddenly saw hope.

A hope to live in peace.

"Nail all the copper coins into the ground, and wait until the day of triumph, and then clean them up!"

On the high platform, Lin Su hurriedly spoke.

Yue Fei, who had been waiting nearby for a long time, led people, carrying hammers and nails, and nailed all the copper coins to the ground.

It wasn't until all the thirty copper coins were fixed that Lin Su spoke again.

"In this campaign, we occupy the right time and place, and we will be invincible!"

Lin Su clasped his palms together and bowed deeply to the sun.

Then he kicked his feet and disappeared in front of everyone.

As for the eagle on his shoulder, it kept circling around the heads of everyone.

"Invincible! The gods and Buddhas will win!"

The people shouted loudly.

This sudden guidance became the hope in their eyes.

With a chance to live, they will surely go crazy for it.

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"Su Yan, can you really be psychic? Never seen you say that? ”

In Tianlong Temple, looking at Lin Su who had changed back into clothes, Zhao Yingluo ran over quickly.

"If I can be psychic, I won't invite heavenly soldiers and generals, why bother so much."

Lin Su smiled and pinched Zhao Yingluo's nose.

"Then how did you do it, so that thirty dollars were all white?"

Zhao Yingluo blinked as if she didn't understand.

"It's not easy, you can throw it!"

Lin Su smiled and reached out to find thirty red and white copper coins from his sleeve.

"The copper coin is white on both sides, and you can throw it however you want."

Chong Qianrou understood Lin Su's plan and immediately smiled.

"I see, but why bother?"

Zhao Yingluo looked at Lin Su in confusion.

"Since everyone believes that there is a god and Buddha to guide, let them keep hope, the most important thing for people to live is to have faith, at least for now, the people will not have public resentment for the time being, even if someone sees through this simple trick, no one will believe it, after all, this rekindled hope is the guidance of God and Buddha, and people are willing to believe in this unknown force."

Lin Su's words made the two women nod again and again.

Standing in the audience, they did see the excited smiles of the people.

This trick of pretending to be a ghost, although simple, is very useful at such times.

"Report!"

While the three of them were still talking, Yue Fei came running quickly outside the door.

"The army of rebels, soldiers are coming to the city!"

Duan Lianxue's face was solemn, and the formation of the 500,000 army made people look afraid.

"It's finally here, let's go, let's go and see!"

Lin Su smiled faintly, the final decisive battle is finally coming.