"Maitreya Buddha bless!"

"Exorcist True Monarch bless!"

"For Maitreya Buddha!"

"For the exorcism of the true king!"

The two armies, chanting different slogans, collided head-on.

Swords intertwined, spears clashed, and each collision between weapons was accompanied by the splash of flesh and blood and the loss of life.

For a while, I don't know how many bodies fell to the ground, staring blankly at the endless sky with ignorant and frightened eyes, and still praying to the gods from the mouth that kept spurting blood.

The object of the monk's prayer before death is Maitreya Buddha, and the object of Liang Shanjun's prayer before death is the exorcist Zhenjun.

It's hard to say whether the Maitreya Buddha received the prayer or not, but Li Ghost did receive it.

“…… It hurts......"

“…… I don't want to die ......"

“…… Zhenjun save me......"

“…… Let me cast a good baby in my next life......"

All kinds of prayer voices fell into Ghost Li's mind intermittently, and they almost annoyed him to death.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people's beliefs are not pure enough, and they are completely unable to be heard by Li Ghost across many distances.

However, before people die, the believer's faith will be unprecedentedly condensed, and the faith will be unprecedentedly pure, large in quantity and quality, far more than usual, and similar to the nature of those who were unjustified and desperate at the beginning.

This kind of pure incense belief was expanded through the divine tablet around the neck of the soldier, and then transferred through the ubiquitous Zhenjun Temple in various towns, continuously crossing the space, and finally fell directly into the ears of Li Gui.

At the beginning, Li Ghost ignored it and only cared about drinking and having fun, but during the war, people kept dying in battle, and the sound of prayers kept falling into Li Gui's ears, just like the Tang monk chanting the mantra, which was continuous and unstoppable.

One or two sounds are enough, and three or five sounds are acceptable, but when the sound of this prayer becomes more and more, and ten and a hundred sounds are sounded at the same time, Ghost Li's head will explode.

However, this prayer sounded directly in the brain through the power of incense, and it was useless to cover your ears.

"Bitter!" Ghost Li screamed bitterly and smashed the wine jar, "How did this heavenly immortal do it, how did he not go crazy after being talked about by so many people all day long?" ”

"It's not like this!"

"As soon as the war starts in the future, I will be annoyed to death here, is it possible that there will be no war in the future?"

"Even if the world is unified, there will be all kinds of rebellions in the future, and war is still indispensable."

"After all rebellions are swept away, all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods are cleaned up, the kingdom of God on earth is completely established, and the belief in monotheism is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, perhaps world peace will be achieved."

"But this kind of thing, not for hundreds of years, is basically unrealistic!"

"What about the war in the meantime?"

"Continue to be chanted all day long?"

"Or is it all about me fighting alone?"

"What are you kidding?"

"How is this possible?"

Li Ghost turned around the ground a few times anxiously, and realized a more serious problem.

Now the territory is small, the number of believers is small, and the devout believer can only bring prayers to his ears in times of despair.

But when the kingdom of God on earth is built, and the faith is multiplied, and even the fanatical believers come out, will there not be a great deal of prayer in his ears every day?

So what should he do?

He had to find a way to filter the prayers of these believers, and those things that he didn't want to care about were directly isolated from his body, and his ears were not disturbed.

He tried to take out the three artifacts and the three heavenly books, trying to transfer the sound of the prayer into it, but to no avail, obviously he didn't find the right way.

The voice may be humble, or pious, or miserable...... The sound sounded more and more densely in his ears.

Because it goes straight to his heart, he can not only hear these prayers, but even the inner emotions of these believers when they pray.

This is true empathy!

These prayers were made when they were seriously injured and dying, so the voices swirled and soon disappeared.

And through this link of faith, Ghost Li can clearly sense the extinguishing of the soul fire of every believer, and can also clearly understand the pain and despair before their death.

This wave of prayers, like a spiritual attack, has been constantly impacting Ghost Li's heart and soul, making him shaken and restless.

"God's work, it's really not done by people!"

Li Ghost sighed, put these prayers behind him, and went out to drink with his brothers, hoping to relieve the depression in his heart with drinking.

Now there are many things on Liangshan, everyone is busy, and in the end only one Wu Dalang was caught.

"Come, Dalang, have a few drinks with my brother."

Ghost Li couldn't help but say, so he grabbed Wu Dalang and asked him to drink with him.

Wu Dalang was good-tempered, smiling, and did not refuse, only turned around and explained a few words about the affairs of the kitchen, then took off the coat with a strong smell of fireworks, and led Ghost Li to the house.

"Since my brother wants to drink, then simply go to my house, I will ask my sister-in-law to cook a few side dishes, and then take out my secretly cellared good wine for my brother to enjoy."

It doesn't matter where Ghost Li drinks the same, he followed Wu Dalang to the house, and before he entered the door, he heard Pan Jinlian's scolding.

"Stinky boy is long-lasting, isn't he?"

"Ran into the lake again to fish!"

"How many times have I told you, don't run around with those hairy children, go around the wild all day long, are you done with your homework?"

Wu Dalang's face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly pushed the door in, and said:

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Discipline children need to be reasonable, don't beat and scold at every turn!"

Pan Jinlian was stunned when she heard this, you usually beat your children, why are you ...... today?

"It turns out that Brother Li Ghost is here!"

Pan Jinlian suddenly saw Ghost Li coming in behind Wu Dalang, and hurriedly got up to greet him with a smile.

Only then did she suddenly remember that Zongren was brought back from Dongying by Brother Li Ghost to foster him in their house, and it would not be good if Brother Li Ghost saw them beating and scolding the children all day long, and he would be angry.

For a while, Pan Jinlian only felt that her legs and stomach were a little weak, and she said with a dry smile:

"I'm very reasonable on weekdays, and I rarely beat and scold Zongren, but today it's just ......"

Li Guicai didn't bother to pay attention to this, and brought Zongren back from Dongying and let him live here, which was already considered to have completed the deal with Fujiwara Iko.

As for Zongren being beaten and scolded by his adoptive parents, the children have all come over like this all these years, and of course he Zongren can't miss this lesson.

"Children have to be strictly disciplined, beaten when they should be beaten, scolded when they should be scolded, filial piety under the stick, don't be soft!"

Ghost Li was now annoyed to death by the "Tight Spell" in his brain, and immediately added a little strength to Zong Ren without smiling.

Looking at Pan Jinlian, who was surprised and inexplicable by being ordered to beat the child, and Zong Ren, whose face began to turn pale, the irritability in Ghost Li's heart was a little more happy.

Sure enough, human happiness is based on the suffering of others.

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