Gonggong Mei was stunned and said, "Your Highness, no, this... This will cause great chaos, the people's hearts..."

Xia Ji's expression moved, but in a blink of an eye, he smiled and said, "You teach me again?"

Father-in-law Mei was frightened, hurriedly knelt down, and said repeatedly: "The old slave doesn't dare, the old slave doesn't dare." ”

And because of the token, the other hundred dead soldiers carried out their task without hesitation, drew their swords expressionlessly, and walked out.

Xia Ji added: "The one who took the lead was captured alive, and then Ling Chi was executed, a thousand knives, not a little less, and if you don't have it, you will make up for it yourself." ”

A flash of evil flickered in the eyes of the dead soldiers, "Yes, master!"

...

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the "mob", who did not know that the catastrophe was coming, and in such a situation, as long as those who had the slightest means knew that they must not be killed, otherwise the people's hearts would be lost, and the fire would be added.

So, the crowd resounded with a strange voice of yin and yang: "Your Highness has been blessed by the Buddha and saved the imperial capital, and now Your Highness can't abandon the people in the city..."

Before he finished speaking, a dead man had already arrived, pinched his cheeks, pulled out his tongue and cut it directly, after all, the master said that he wanted a thousand knives, and this was the first knife.

This situation made everyone stunned, so some people hid their bodies and hid in the crowd and shouted, "Your Highness is crazy, and you actually killed me and other innocent people..."

"Xia Ji is enchanted, he doesn't care about our lives at all. ”

"Xia Ji is cruel and unkind, and he is no longer blessed by the Buddha. ”

"It's him, it's him who refuses to open a warehouse to release grain, and refuses to help us!"

No matter how much these people who spoke, they were quickly pulled out by the dead soldiers, first cut off their tongues and fixed their acupoints, but there were no empty dumb points, and then they pressed to the bridgehead not far away and began to kill them with a knife.

There are also refugees who really want to riot and fish in troubled waters to get some benefits, but under the glance of the seven princes of the Great Shang, no one dares to move again, and there is a regretful and painful wail from the bridge behind him, and the howling people are terrified.

As the troublemakers only felt cold and gallbladder, they all dispersed in a hurry.

The princess walked to Xia Ji's side with her hands down, and her eyes were already crying like peaches.

Xia Ji touched her long soft hair, and wiped her tears with the back of his hand.

Xia Xiaosu snorted: "Brother, I'm sorry... I'm causing you trouble. ”

Xia Ji showed a gentle smile, "It's not you who is wrong, it's just that next time don't come by yourself, let the palace maid set up a porridge shop, and you stay in the palace to read more books." ”

"Hmm!"

While the two were talking, the sound of a fight suddenly sounded in the direction of the bridge where the execution was held.

Xia Ji's expression was cold, and he patted the princess on the shoulder, "Come with me." ”

Xia Xiaosu followed in the footsteps of her brother, and several guards did not dare to follow, just cleaning up the mess on the side, Xia Xiaosu glanced at the crowd on the road, in fact, most of the refugees did not follow the coaxing, at this time it looked so pitiful and pitiful, and stood aside at a loss, so her heart softened, and she shouted: "Come back in the evening, there is still porridge." ”

This time, no one said anything like "fake benevolence and false righteousness", many refugees couldn't help but raise their eyes, the gloom in their eyes was ignited, showing a little joy, and even some children smiled at Xia Xiaosu, but when they saw Xia Ji, they lowered their heads in fear.

The two walked down the street, rounded the corner, and stopped.

Xia Ji watched the fight on the bridge, and many dead soldiers were surrounding a monk.

The dead soldiers were not disorderly, and the knives were fierce, but the monk just lightly dissolved one attack after another, and between the Zen staff, the dead soldiers fell into the water one after another.

The monk looked around at the dead soldiers who were still torturing them, and suddenly raised his voice and recited the phrase "Amitabha", and the sound fell to the ears of the others and only felt normal, but many of the dead suddenly showed painful expressions, and then blood flowed from their ears.

"The poor monk is sad and empty, you treat innocent people like this, and you still don't let go?"

But the dead soldiers didn't listen to the monks at all, they were dead soldiers, and what Xia Ji explained must be completed.

However, before the monk reported his name, there was an uproar all around.

"It's the Sorrowful Sky Monk of Leiyin Temple!"

"The monks are merciful, and walking in the royal capital at this time must be to save the suffering. ”

"Master of the Sorrowful Sky!"

Voices come and go.

Many people showed a look of hope and anticipation.

Standing at the head of the bridge with a black Zen staff, a pair of pupils without joy or sorrow, swept over the dead who had never stopped, and suddenly said angrily: "The Buddha has compassion, and there is also the anger of Vajra, stubborn, deserved..."

After saying this, he suddenly raised his Zen staff, and the momentum around his body rose, and the sound of the word "suffer" dragged on more and more, obviously preparing to launch a sound-type attack method.

He was not able to initiate this method, because Xia Ji was already standing under the bridge and asked, "What should I receive?"

Beikong recognized the person, saluted with one hand, and said, "Your Highness the Seven." ”

Xia Ji paused, the two were ten feet apart, and he also saluted back: "Master of Sorrowful Sky." ”

Sadness said: "Your Highness played chess with my senior brother on Mount Meru, and broke the sea of suffering, it can be seen that His Highness has a big Buddha fate, why don't you cut off the three thousand troubles and escape into the empty door?"

Xia Ji asked, "What about my relatives?"

Sadness said: "If you become a monk, you will have no home." ”

Xia Ji: "What about the blood feud?"

Grief emptiness: "All things are impermanent, people are born and die, and His Highness's so-called blood feud is just an early step into reincarnation." ”

Xia Ji: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Save people", sad and empty, "Although these people have taken advantage of their tongues, they are still innocent after all, and this punishment is enough, so I came to save them."

Although His Royal Highness has a Buddha fate, but he is also trapped by the dust, the old man is here, is to dissuade His Highness not to enter the devil, so I came to save His Highness. ”

Xia Ji: "Where were you when the ghost side invaded? After the ghost side retreated, you were starving all over the field? Now that I have only captured a few mobs who have been instigated, you have appeared, and you have said that you want to save them, and you say that you want to save me... Are you worthy?"

Beikong was not angry, recited the Buddha's name, and then said lightly: "Your Highness is blessed by the Buddha, and the soldiers who defend the city have repelled the ghost party, this is a meritorious act, at this time, if you insist on killing a few people who are not guilty of death, then you have entered the devil's path, is it worth it?"

Xia Ji asked rhetorically: "People are born and die, why save these mobs?"

Grief: "The monks are merciful, of course they must be saved." ”

Xia Ji: "If you want to save people, you will hurt people." ”

Grief: "Those who hurt people are cruel, that is, they have entered the devil's path, and when they enter the devil's path, the old man is not hurting people." ”

Xia Ji: "What's that?"

Grief: "Cleanse them of their sin." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Ji couldn't help laughing, and then mocked: "Master Sorrowful Sky is worthy of being a monk, full of nonsense, which makes people feel ridiculous and hypocritical when they say more. ”

Grief sighed lightly, "Is Your Highness really going your own way and entering this demonic path?"

Xia Ji was not angry, looked at the heaven and earth, and suddenly said: "Master, look at the lake in this imperial capital, why are there all kinds of reflections in the water?"

Beikong looked sideways, and then replied: "Just because there are trees on the shore, clouds in the sky, boats in the lake, and water bridges, all things in the world will be projected into this lake, and naturally there will be a reflection." ”

Xia Ji said: "Since the master knows, then you keep talking about the devil's way, the devil, the cruelty, and the stubbornness, I don't know where these reflections come from?!"

I was stunned and couldn't answer.