Three days later, a podium with a length of 15 meters and a width of 5 meters was set up outside the Yingtian Gate of Ziwei City.

On the podium are scriptures, ritual utensils, and tributes.

Before the puja begins, the monks are dressed in robes and holding prayer beads, neatly arranged in front of the podium. They sat quietly on the ground, closed their eyes and meditated, praying for the smooth running of the puja. At the same time, large numbers of devotees sat quietly and waited with devotion for the ceremony to begin.

Qin Mu took Ruoqin and Xiaoqing to the festival site, and Wu Zhengji didn't like to show his head and observed in the crowd.

They were taken by the novices to the east side of the pulpit, where there were futons on the ground, and on top of the futons were simple shade cloths made of four poles.

When they entered, they found five or six men sitting inside, all of them dressed in luxury without saying a word, and with some ferocity on their faces.

Qin Mu found the front position and did it.

After a while, the bell rang and the puja officially began, and the monks chanted clearly and solemnly, and the chanting of the scriptures echoed in the air, like the whispered chirping of cicadas.

At this time, Xue Huaiyi wore a golden silk robe and slowly walked to the podium.

Behind him was a group of small novices, holding brocade boxes covered with yellow cloth and placing them on the podium one by one.

Xue Huaiyi looked around and found Qin Mu's figure, smiled secretly in his heart, and then stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the venue instantly fell silent.

Everyone sweating under the scorching sun above their heads was raining down, and Xue Huaiyi's pause for a few minutes was extremely torturous for the people below.

And suddenly all the people began to worship.

Only then did Qin Mu find that Empress Wu appeared on the wall of Yingtianmen, silently watching everything.

"Our Lady of God, Tang Yongchang, pray for rain puja, and all the people are well-being!" Xue Huaiyi shouted confidently.

Then he bowed his head and said, "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true for the thought and action. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. …”

Qin Mu listened to this scripture below and was a little familiar, as if he had heard it in some movie.

Xue Huaiyi chattered for a few minutes, and then lifted the yellow cloth one by one.

He folded his hands and worshiped all the relics one by one, Qin Mu's one was the most shining under the sun.

"Buddha relics, protect me in the Tang Dynasty."

After Xue Huaiyi finished speaking, he sat down in front of the relics and began to meditate.

The monks below resumed the sound of chanting.

The people on the side sat on the hot concrete road with the back of their hands on the ground, their heads firmly attached to their hands, and most of them were praying for rain.

Qin Mu only felt funny and ridiculous when he saw this scene, if he could move the heavens with sincerity, where would the suffering in the world come from.

His gaze returned to his side, and Xiaoqing and Ruoqin just watched quietly.

The other people didn't care at all about what happened at the venue, and they didn't have any awe, and they looked like they were going to the execution ground with their heads half-bowed.

Wu Zhengji, who was outside the court, kept staring at Qin Mu's direction.

Xue Huaiyi stood up suddenly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, only Wu Zheng looked intently in Qin Mu's direction, and when he saw the face of the person sitting beside him, he suddenly felt bad.

He wanted to step forward to remind Qin Mu, but was stopped by the soldiers.

At the same time, the martial queen on Yingtianmen was a little tired, and the hot temperature made her a little uncomfortable, so she beckoned to leave Yingtianmen.

Xue Huaiyi received the news of Empress Wu's return to the palace for the first time, he chanted the Buddhist scriptures for a while, and suddenly shouted, "I received the Buddha's will, and there are sinful people here today, so I don't want to rain." ”

Xue Huaiyi said, looking at the sky.

The man on Qin Mu's right stood up and hesitated and walked straight to Xue Huaiyi.

"I'm guilty! I dug a ditch to divert water into the fields without authorization, disturbing the flow of water, and this great drought is my punishment! ”

Xue Huaiyi nodded, "Amitabha, donor, it's great to turn around." ”

The man took out a dagger from his arms and stood in front of everyone, and quickly put it on his neck, "I apologize with death, and I hope that my Buddha will forgive the people of the Tang Dynasty!" ”

The man gritted his teeth, and the knife slashed through his neck, and blood sprayed on the relics, and he suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed after slowly walking.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and one by one showed frightened expressions.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and for a while they didn't know how a good rain prayer ritual could kill people!

Qin Mu in the audience felt bad, Xue Huaiyi was making sacrifices!

He hurriedly got up and pulled Xiaoqing and Ruoqin to leave.

The guard behind him immediately measured out his long sword and motioned for him to sit down obediently.

"What to do? What's going on! Xiaoqing asked in fear.

"This is clearly for Qin Mu." Ruoqin said a word.

"If you look at it again, if you make people commit suicide for no reason, you can ask for rain, I don't believe it anyway."

Buddhism was originally to teach people to be good, but now Xue Huaiyi is undoubtedly looking for death by doing this, and Qin Mu did not panic at all.

Xue Huaiyi bowed deeply to the man who had just fallen to the ground, "Amitabha, may you be reincarnated as soon as possible and be a kind person in the next life." ”

"What's going on!"

"Isn't this a prayer for rain! How can you still kill people! ”

"No one reported to the official!"

"Supervisor Xue, what are you doing here!"

The people below still have a bit of a concept of right and wrong, after all, they saw with their own eyes that Xue Huaiyi killed a person with a single word, and all this looked like it was designed.

Xue Huaiyi ignored it and continued: "If the sins are not removed, there is no way to pray for rain, and the Buddha's relics will last forever!" ”

At this time, another person walked up with tears on his face, "I am guilty! I killed my own cattle for the sake of my appetite and angered the heavens, so the drought has been so far! ”

The man pulled out a dagger from his cuff and stabbed him in the abdomen, "May I come to do all the work of exhaustion!" ”

Qin Mu sneered, "Being a cow is much happier than being a human, it's cheaper for you." ”

"What the hell is going on..."

Xiaoqing and Ruoqin became more and more unable to understand Xue Huaiyi's operation.

The audience became even more lively.

The sound of monks chanting scriptures and the noise of the whole venue were in chaos.

"Look! It's going to rain! ”

This shout broke the noise, and everyone looked behind them, and a black cloud slowly drifted over.

Even Qin Mu looked at the black clouds not far away in shock.

"What's the situation!"

Qin Mumeng, is he traveling through the Tang Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty in Journey to the West!

Qin Mu didn't believe it when he was killed, Xue Huaiyi had the ability to call the wind and rain.

"Is it a coincidence?"

But the presence of black clouds on the horizon is not much different from when it rains.

Everyone suddenly regained their composure, and one by one they lay on the ground and prayed for the Buddha to appear.

At this time, another man walked up.

Before he could speak, the people below immediately urged.

"You scumbags! Hurry up and die! ”

"Die! The black cloud is coming! ”

"Die, die! All those who do not believe in Buddhism are to die! ”

The people below are already stunned.

At this time, they completely believed what Xue Huaiyi said.

"Eunuch Xue, you are going to surpass him!"

Xue Huaiyi looked like a high-ranking monk, standing upright and seeing the people around him killing themselves, his face did not change.

The black clouds are one step closer, the whole Luoyang is already overcast with half of the sky, and the farmers in the fields of Luoyang who carry water to water the fields all stopped, folded their hands and looked at the black clouds in the sky pitifully, begging for rain.

Xue Huaiyi on the podium didn't say a word, enjoying everyone's attention and worship, and his current behavior has become a miracle.

As long as it can rain, it doesn't matter how many criminals die.

Xue Huaiyi stretched out his right hand, looked at Qin Mu with his eyes, and then slowly turned around.

Everyone's eyes looked at Qin Mu.

"Wu Qingqing, the shopkeeper of the Yelan Rumor Shop in Luoyang City, this woman is extremely evil, and a piece of something like soaphorn is sold for ninety-nine and one yuan!

She brought the plague! ”

The crowd was instantly inspired and ignited their anger.

"Damn it, this bitch!"

"Kill her!"

The people in the audience raised their arms and shouted, "Kill her!" Kill her! ”

"You're m's! Xue Huaiyi! Qin Mu roared angrily.

Xue Huaiyi raised his forehead and nostrils at Qin Mu, looking proud, he just wanted to see Qin Mu's angry and helpless appearance, he could already imagine waiting for Qin Mu to kneel and beg for mercy.

Xiaoqing instantly became angry, and directly charged the stage and gave Xue Huaiyi a slap.

"Let you bewitch the people!"

Xue Huaiyi not only did not get angry, but fed the fish with a smile, raised his finger and pointed not far away.

Xiaoqing looked over and found that Wu Zhengji had been kneeling on the ground by two guards, and one of them drew his sword and was ready to attack.

"Amitabha, donor, the poor monk advises you to cherish your life, if you want to leave, I can escort you out."

"Xiaoqing! Come back! Qin Mu wanted to go up, but was stopped by the guards.

It was the first time he felt powerless.

His mind was racing and thinking about how to break the game.

"Buddha relics, sins remain!"

Xiaoqing picked up the dagger, his eyes never left Wu Zhengji, since he was a child, he and his brother depended on each other, and he was taken care of for more than ten years, she couldn't watch her brother die in front of her eyes.

Qin Mu looked at the place where Xiaoqing was looking and found Wu Zhengji.

"It's all a coincidence!"

Qin Mu took out the electric baton on his waist, directly stunned the guards in front of him, and rushed to the stage.

snatched the dagger from Xiaoqing's hand, "Let me come!" ”

The eyes of the two met, and Qin Mu nodded informatively.

"You go down first, and I'll leave it to me."

Xue Huaiyi smiled evilly, "Qin Mu, it's not you yet, so anxious to seek death?" ”

Qin Mu shouted at everyone: "You guys are killing people!" Will it rain if you kill them? Wake up, folks in Luoyang! ”

The people in the audience did not feel guilty at all, but began to point at Qin Mu.

"Hurry up, hurry up and die! Big guy, look, it's almost raining! ”