This Yan Shenggong didn't know where to say that, and in a short time, he had already sung seven or eight paragraphs, not to mention Daoji and their Han people, and even those wizards from the north shook their heads when they heard it.

And sing it, after singing a paragraph, people will go to worship, the younger ones are easy to say, and the older ones only feel that their waists and knees have become sore.

Dao Ji didn't think anything, but he also felt that this Yan Shenggong was too much, according to the rules, when he finished singing, everyone had to recite the scriptures for the prince of Jin for half a day, and then I don't know what time it was, he hadn't been able to recite the scriptures for Garan Bodhisattva, but don't delay!

Thinking so in my heart, I heard a voice beside me:

"This miscellaneous hair, it's really fucking nonsense, let him drag it down, I can't hold my urine anymore!"

Dao Ji didn't need to look to know who it was, and persuaded in a low voice:

"Huangfu Daoist, if you are in a hurry, it is better to tell them first, otherwise you will pee your pants in a while and panic."

This Taoist priest is the emperor who gave his master advice to Lin'an in the past, and the old thing looks more than two rounds bigger than Fohai, and Fohai is the same, they all come from Shuzhong, but he comes from Mount Emei, the blessed land of Dongtian, and the starting point is much higher than Fohai.

Hearing Dao Ji speak, Huangfu opened his mouth and scolded:

"You little bald donkey, urine is held in your pants, if you want to be ashamed, others will smell it, and you can still dislike it? You're not afraid, what am I afraid of?! ”

"If you don't want to be ashamed, you shouldn't command Lao Dao to act, you should let the Kong family's miscellaneous hair be faster, you should let those starving ghosts who hooked up with your master be faster, anyway, if you feel ashamed, you should find a way!"

He mainly spoke unreasonably, but Dao Ji was used to it, and when he heard him say that he wanted to make people faster, he subconsciously looked around.

I saw that it was really as Wan Yan Heng said before, there were already a lot of Jin Guo warriors standing around the Great Xiangguo Temple, although I had never seen the fourth prince finish Yan Wushu, but I heard that he had also arrived, if he really wanted to do it, I am afraid it would not be able to get any benefits.

Everyone understands the truth, but the emotions are not easy to control, these people say that they are good to listen to the anti-gold righteous people, and if they say it is bad, they are all outlaws, they do not seek to live or die, they do not seek to be rich and rich, and even many people do not seek to recover their homeland, they just want to leave a name in history, and even more are childlike mentality, just want to prove some things.

It proves that what they did in the past was right, and that it is wrong for the Zhao official family to say that they will only drag their feet.

Looking around again, he didn't see the shadow of his master, who was supposed to be from his master before, but ...... The little monk was still worried that Fohai would be coerced into doing something irrational, so he took the lead and showed his face in front of Wan Yan Heng, and now Dao Ji doesn't know if Fohai will follow along, or rather, the big monk has prepared other things.

Between the words, Yan Shenggong had already finished reading another paragraph, and everyone worshiped again as usual, but they heard that the outside of the mountain gate became noisy.

All the people looked fixedly, but they saw people dressed like Taoist priests, men and women, old and young, no more than a hundred people, constantly shouting something.

Dao Ji was sure that he didn't know these people, and just wanted to ask Huang Futan, but when he saw that the old Taoist priest was also puzzled, he stroked his beard and said:

"Damn, where did you come from? Hiss~~ Why don't you know any of them? ”

He traveled all over the world in his early years, and he didn't know how many Taoist temples he had lived in, and even the Taoist priests he didn't know were really famous, but whether this old Tao was performed or not, Dao Ji was not sure...... I saw Wan Yan Heng on the side stand up from the futon and asked in a loud voice:

"What?"

It happened that a samurai ran over and said:

"Lord, this group of bull noses is here to find trouble, saying that the Garan Bodhisattva is their protector of the four marshals, not some mediocre people who look at the courtyard for the Buddha, called Daxiangguo Temple...... It is not allowed to celebrate the birthday of the Bodhisattva. ”

"Nonsense!"

Wan Yanheng frowned: "Drive them all out, if there are scoundrels, they will be directly punished!" ”

Seeing that the blessing here has not even finished the first step, Wan Yan Heng naturally can't let people disturb his errand, he came all the way from Huining Mansion to do an errand by holy order, these people are already interfering with his official business.

It's just that he didn't expect that this warrior got the order to run over, and only halfway through the run, someone moved faster than him, Wan Yan Heng fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a personal soldier next to his father, and more than a dozen people carrying knives had already slashed towards the group of Taoist priests.

The previous instructions of the fourth prince were very clear, 'If there is any misbehaving, kill it directly, and there is no need to try it!' ’

They were all decisive people, like killing pigs, more than a dozen people cut down their knives, and more than a dozen Taoist priests fell in a pool of blood.

But...... This bloody scene came so quickly that before the people in the mountain gate could react, they heard the group of Taoist priests shouting:

"The monk has killed someone! The monk has killed someone! The monk called the golden man to kill us! ”

While shouting, they ran out, and the group of pro-soldiers were so angry that they didn't care about the people who were still panting on the ground, so they chased and ran out.

The good blessing ceremony was now filled with a large smell of blood, and the Holy Duke of Nayan stood in the center, as if he was scared stupid, and he didn't even react.

Wan Yan Heng waved his hand and called Wan Yan Liang on the side:

"You take some people and clean up the outside...... Martial law is farther away, and don't ask anyone else to come in again. ”

Wan Yanliang just didn't want to kneel anymore, so he hurriedly responded at this time, beckoned people, and rushed outside.

"Go on!"

This King Rui forgot to even be polite, as if giving an order, he called Yan Shenggong to continue, and as soon as Yan Shenggong stammered, he heard another commotion in the temple market over there.

Taking a deep breath, he said to the big man with a black face:

"The second brother is affected, go see what's going on."

The big man arched his hand at him, and said not a word, but exclaimed:

"Fetch weapons!"

Then two men trotted in, and when they were near, they saw that these two men were holding a large copper hammer in one hand, which seemed to be very heavy.

It turned out that this was his weapon, but it was the same as Yue Yun's.

And above, the fourth prince's face gradually became solemn.

From the Taoist priest outside the mountain gate to the current temple market, the possibility of making trouble together cannot be said to be none, it can only be said that it is too coincidental.

And in this world, there are few coincidences.

It's a pity that Zhining is not there, and the people who can be called by his side are either in the army or under martial law, and there is not even a confidant.

On the contrary, it was Ha Mi on the side, who looked very calm, but his right hand, which was constantly trembling, showed his excitement at this time.

(End of chapter)