Lin Zhiyu asked rhetorically: "The abbot said a word about the demon girl, but he didn't come up with evidence, is that just anyone, as long as he has a name, he can use the right to kill and seize at will?" ”

"Today is the day to pray for the blessings of the soldiers, but a snake came out next to the eldest girl, not only bitten Xiu Yuan Niangniang, saw the blood, but also forced the blessing ceremony to be interrupted, isn't this the demon girl stealing my country's luck to support herself?"

Lin Minghua saw that Zhou Tingchen didn't fully believe the abbot's words, lowered his head, and whispered:

"The concubine originally wanted to plead for her sister, but the country's luck is really no joke."

"Since the abbot said so, the concubine remembered an incident, when the concubine was still in the house, one day my sister's temperament suddenly changed greatly, and even spoke against my father, I just thought that my sister was stimulated by something, but now I think about it, I'm afraid there is another reason."

Zhou Tingchen recalled carefully, it seems that one day when he went to court, Prime Minister Lin's forehead was a little red and swollen, and when he asked, Prime Minister Lin only used family affairs to fool around.

Thinking of Lin Zhiyu's previous attitude towards him, Zhou Tingchen's eyes couldn't help but darken.

Seeing that Zhou Tingchen's face changed slightly, the abbot took the opportunity to add:

"If I'm not mistaken, the girl who wanted to take the life of the five-step snake is also the person next to the big girl, right? Killing in the heavy land of Buddhism is really a kind of blasphemy against Buddhism. ”

Lin Zhiyu rolled his eyes, what kind of demon girl and what killing, it's ridiculous!

This abbot said Amitabha Buddha one by one, but every word was forcing her to death.

"The abbot is old and dizzy, I can understand it, but the snake just now is coming straight at me, can it be said that I, a demon girl, still want to hurt myself?"

"This ......" The abbot was speechless for a while, and subconsciously went to see Jiang Tongmiao.

Lin Zhiyu didn't give the abbot time to think at all, and continued to ask:

"According to what you said, there is nothing wrong with the five-step snake biting someone to death, but it is wrong for someone who dares to stand up and protect the Lord? What kind of truth is this! ”

"If the eldest girl has no problems, how can she be aggressive to the abbot?"

Jiang Tong Miao saw that the abbot was speechless, and interjected slowly, "What's more, that five-step snake is a beast, and it has not yet opened its mind, and Qiaoxiu, as a person, is even cold-blooded than that beast." ”

Wei Shuyi, who was standing in the crowd, heard this sentence and said timidly:

"The concubine remembered that Qiaoxiu's strength was amazing, and she pierced the snake's upper jaw at once."

When the words fell, as if remembering Fang Cai's bloody scene, Wei Shuyi couldn't help but shudder.

Speaking of this, the abbot made a Buddhist salute to Zhou Tingchen, "As long as you send someone to take the incense ashes in front of the Buddha and give it to the eldest girl to drink, and then dip the willow leaves in water and go around three times, this evil will naturally be driven away." ”

Zhou Tingchen thought for a moment, it was just fragrant ash water, and it shouldn't be a big deal.

"Exactly."

With Zhou Tingchen's permission, several monks stepped forward, led by a bowl of jet-black fragrant ash water, to hold Lin Zhiyu down and forcibly let her drink it.

The woman's sixth sense told Lin Zhiyu that there must be something wrong with the fragrant gray water.

"Don't do anything to my young lady!"

Lin Xiaolian saw that these monks were not good, so she was so anxious that she rushed over to protect Lin Zhiyu, but the grandmother on the side grabbed her and covered her mouth:

"Shut up! This is the incense ash water of Cheng'en Temple, a hundred trials and a hundred souls, do you still want to harm your master! ”

Lin Zhiyu on the other end was also made a skill by the monk and knelt on the ground.

"The so-called disciples of Buddhism, is this how they purify all sentient beings!"

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu was about to speak again, the abbot hurriedly glanced at the two monks.

The two monks understood, and with one free hand, they vigorously broke Lin Zhiyu's mouth, and they were about to pour the fragrant gray water into Lin Zhiyu's mouth.

At this time, Lin Minghua scanned everyone's reactions with his residual eyes, and saw that everyone was obediently silenced, so he retracted his gaze with satisfaction.

Her gaze met in the air and Jiang Tongmiao suddenly met for a moment, but the two of them looked at Lin Zhiyu who was kneeling on the ground as if nothing had happened.

"Imperial brother Hugh should believe the words of this demon!"

At this critical juncture, Zhou Zijin took Qiaoxiu and strode into the Buddhist hall.

When the abbot saw Zhou Zijin, he was shocked, he had also heard a little about Lin Zhiyu and the three princes, and when he saw Qiaoxiu, who had been taken away before, followed him, he reacted, the three princes were afraid that they were here to support Lin Zhiyu.

If Lin Zhiyu seized the opportunity to sue the third prince, it is estimated that his name as the abbot would not be saved.

So he hurriedly pretended to cough and signaled the two monks to hurry up and pour the fragrant ash water into Lin Zhiyu.

As long as Lin Zhiyu can no longer speak, isn't it all up to his mouth?

Lin Minghua on the other side also had the same idea, and got up directly, squeezing out a smile at the corner of his mouth, wanting to divert Zhou Zijin's attention:

"The third prince is not resting in the wing, why did he come over suddenly?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zijin didn't hear it, walked straight towards Lin Zhiyu, and knocked over the fragrant gray water with a slap.

"Princess Jin has been wronged like this, but she has a hard time, if this king hides behind that wing, what is the difference between it and a coward who escaped on the battlefield!"

Zhou Zijin specially called Lin Zhiyu with the three words Princess Jin, and as he spoke, he helped Lin Zhiyu up from the ground, took her hand and looked at it carefully, and asked softly, "Are you injured?" ”

Lin Minghua was on the side, and her teeth were about to be crushed, why could Lin Zhiyu, a slut, be so good, she could only fight with those women in this palace?

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhou Tingchen sitting on the side, although this man cared about her, but when she really encountered something, she didn't believe that Zhou Tingchen would put her first in her heart.

The hatred for Lin Zhiyu in my heart is even worse.

If it weren't for Lin Zhiyu's unwillingness to marry, she would be the princess of King Jin.

At this time, she is the one who is doubly cared for.

"Good thing you arrived just in time."

Lin Zhiyu took a deep breath and calmed down his mind, "If it's a step late, I'm afraid it's really hard to speak." ”

At this time, Zhou Tingchen, who had been on the side, said slowly: "Third brother, you are here." ”

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but his mind had always been deep and difficult to guess, and no one else could understand him.

"Third Prince, this woman in front of you is possessed by demons, Third Prince, don't believe her words!"

The abbot's heart was beating suddenly, and it was not easy to overturn what he had just said, and the words slipped out of his mouth without thinking through his brain.

"What does the abbot mean that this king is also going to exorcise evil spirits?"

Zhou Zijin's face was not good.

The abbot looked panicked, and habitually touched the beads on his wrist, but he felt empty, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hands.

The person in front of him is the third prince, the emperor's younger brother, where does he dare to say something to let the prince exorcise evil spirits!

With Zhou Zijin here, Lin Zhiyu inexplicably felt at ease.

Just because of Xu Jiu'er's injury, her brain was a mess, so they took the rhythm, at this time, calm down, carefully sort out the things in her mind, and have a certain number in her heart.

"The abbot might as well look at one thing first, and then judge whether I am the demon girl you are talking about."