The Song Dynasty Temple is not in the city, but in Luluo Bay, twenty miles outside the southern suburbs of the city.

This place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the temple stands in the hinterland at the foot of the mountain, and there are soldiers guarding it all the year round.

Today is the priestly ceremony, and early in the morning, there is a special person to fiddle with the three animal sacrifices.

After a while, another 5,000 soldiers were drawn to defend the temple.

At noon, the Song Wei brothers drove in one after another with hundreds of officials and clansmen.

The sacrificial music sounded, and Song Weichao and Song Yuanshan brothers climbed the high steps.

On the top of the steps is the temple dedicated to the ancestors of the Song Dynasty, and in front of the temple door is a large copper tripod.

Song Yuanshan threw a torch into the giant ding, and the ding was instantly lit, and the tongue of fire sprayed out.

The hundred officials and clansmen under the steps knelt down in unison: "The ancestors and the ancestors bless me with the peace of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Song Yuanshan raised his hand and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, please get up, the prince is not in good health, and today's ancestor worship will be handled by this official for his brother." As the so-called always be grateful, we have to always, my Song Dynasty opened Xinjiang for more than 3,000 years, it is thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, the favor of the heavens, and today burning incense is the difficulty of thanking the ancestors to start a business. Below, I would like to ask the Buddhists to chant the scriptures for my sacrifice today and comfort the ancestors. ”

Hearing that there was an invitation to the Buddha, the officials and clan relatives all looked at the attic on the left hand side of the temple.

But there were only two monks in front of the attic door, and the Buddha did not push the door out.

Song Weichao leaned back in the chair and asked softly with a cough, "What's the matter?"

Song Yuanshan replied: "I don't know, could it be that the Buddha didn't come?"

Song Weichao was sick: "I talked to the Buddha about worshipping the ancestors five days ago, and he won't not come." ”

Song Yuanshan said yes again and again, beckoned the guard at the gate of the temple aside and asked, "Did the Buddha come or not?"

The guard said: "Here, when the Buddha comes, the last general will open the door to welcome him into the house to rest." ”

Song Yuanshan said strangely: "This is strange, he has come here, why didn't he show up?"

The general said, "According to the general, you should go and invite it yourself." ”

"It's really hard to predict, it's come to this, that's all. Song Yuanshan thought to himself, he knew this, the ancestor worship ceremony is better than not to invite the Buddha, now he is difficult to ride a tiger, and he has to press the hundred officials and clan relatives who are questioning the audience, and explain: "Everyone, the Buddha recites the "Sutra of Death" to pray for everyone, and then be patient and so on. ”

After speaking, he explained a few words to the other priests next to him, and turned around to leave.

The general said, "My lord, the last general will accompany you and escort you." ”

Song Yuanshan said: "You are loyal, okay, you can come along." ”

The two came to the attic, and the guard exchanged glances with the monk who was guarding the door.

There seems to be an ulterior affair between them, which seems to be extremely secretive.

Song Yuanshan was in the dark, still asking the Buddha in the house to say goodbye.

Someone in the back room answered: "Lord Tingwei, please come into the house to talk." ”

Song Yuanshan did not doubt that he had him, dressed up, and pushed the door in.

The doorkeeper quickly closed the door and smiled at the guard.

Immediately after, there was a crackling sound in the attic, as if someone had been slapped twice.

It turned out that it was not Sumeru in the attic, but Song Dazhong and his party.

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After coming out of the Asura Realm, Ma Zhong implemented the plan of uprising.

His plan for the uprising was divided into three steps.

In the first step, before dawn, with the assistance of the relevant generals who conspired to cause trouble, Ma Zhong transferred all 827 people of the Jishihui into the barracks, and then the generals from all walks of life transferred more than 1,000 personal soldiers from the barracks, and the members of the Jishihui formed an army, mixed with the soldiers of the Gongwei Zongmiao, and drove to Lulu Bay together.

The second step is to disguise Song Dazhong, Chao Shirong, Ma Ning'er and others as monks, rush to the Zongmiao in advance, and the members of the Jishihui will be responsible for answering them, placing them in the attic of the Zongmiao, waiting for the opportunity.

The third step is to create an opportunity to lure Song Yuanshan to the attic in the name of Sumeru.

Therefore, as soon as Song Yuanshan entered the house, he was immediately grabbed by Chao Shirong and Ma Ning'er by surprise. Song Yuanshan knew that he was deceived, struggled and wanted to call for help. Song Dazhong was unceremonious and slapped twice: "Dare to shout for help, I will kill you!"

Song Yuanshan endured the pain and asked in amazement, "Who are you?"

Song Dazhong and the three of them tore off their bald outfits, revealing their true colors.

Song Yuanshan recognized Song Dazhong: "Ah! You are a human or a ghost!"

Song Dazhong pointed his sword at his throat: "Of course it's a human, do you think I, Song Dazhong, am so easy to kill!" You brothers instructed Ling Jian to poison me, thinking that I would definitely die, so you can rest assured that you can boldly kill my whole family, but I can't die." Murder pays for life, I came back this time to find you to pay for my life!"

Song Yuanshan shuddered: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it was Jin Lian who killed your whole family, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Song Dazhong drank lightly: "Dare to deny it when you are dying! Okay, put aside the personal feud for now, I still have business to talk about with you." Returning to China this time, in fact, I was ordered by the Great Pope to investigate the Buddhist affairs, I have investigated the actions of the demon monk of Sumeru, this demon monk has harmed the people of my Great Song Dynasty, one of your brothers is a prince of the country, and the other is a court lieutenant, and he is in cahoots with him, bringing disaster to the country and the people, do you say you should be killed!"

Song Yuanshan quibbled: "It's another misunderstanding, it's a well-known thing that Sumeru Buddha saves the needy." ”

Ma Ning'er scolded: "Fart, I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, and you are still quibbling! You sent someone to pretend to be a bandit to steal boys and girls from the people's homes and give them to the demon monks to enjoy, can you hide this from everyone!"

Song Yuanshan saw that he couldn't deny it, so he simply didn't suffer the immediate loss: "Okay, well, since you have already found out, I admit it." Brother Dazhong, you put away your sword first, there is something to discuss, this outside is full of my soldiers, if I die, you will not be able to escape. ”

Song Dazhong said: "I know this, I don't plan to kill you today, I just want to hear the truth." ”

Song Yuanshan said: "Didn't you all investigate clearly, what other truth do you want to know?"

Song Dazhong asked: "I want to know why Song Weichao and you are in cahoots with the demon monks? What benefits did he promise you? If you are willing to tell the truth, I will not kill you today, but if you dare to tell half a lie, then you will not be able to live today." ”

Song Yuanshan's eyes moved left and right, and after making sure that there was no one else left and right, he said, "Okay, just say it." Sumeru Buddha said that Buddhism has six reincarnation techniques, and he can build a hell for my Great Song Dynasty, and the only condition is that boys and girls need to pour reincarnation channels. My brother and I thought to ourselves that it would be a good thing that we could be reincarnated after death, so we agreed to cooperate with him. In addition, my brother is old and sick, and his body is not as good as day by day, if he can be reborn, it is naturally the best. ”

Song Dazhong asked, "Is there any other reason besides these?"

Song Yuanshan said: "Of course there is, the Buddha said that when the hellish supervision is completed, his old man will accept me and my brother as apprentices and teach the exercises, and then my Song family will need to be afraid of anyone." Brother Dazhong, I know that your qualifications are excellent, if you are interested, I can help you beg the Buddha and ask him to accept you as a disciple and follow the Buddha to cultivate, which is definitely much better than studying in the Guozijian. ”

"yes, what do you see that is?"

Yin Li snorted coldly and pointed to the roof.

Song Yuanshan looked up and saw flowers on the roof.

The rhizome of the flower is thick and the petals are trumpet-shaped.

Seeing this, Song Yuanshan was furious: "Trumpet flower! Song Dazhong, you yin me!"