Mud Bodhisattva said: "Lu Heng, you go with me now, don't embarrass the Tashi family." Okay?"

Lu Heng put away his sword: "As long as you don't embarrass yourself and the dog, everything is negotiable." ”

"I understand that no one wants to joke with their lives. She then turned to Tashi Taishou and said, "Tashi Pasang, I promise you that you will not be in danger again. You can leave with your daughter and son-in-law. ”

"Honorable and auspicious Queen Regent, Tashi Pasang thank you for your kindness. Taishou knelt down on one leg, his right hand was on his chest, but his eyes were secretly aimed at Lu Heng beside the mud bodhisattva. This man is indeed the same as the legend, there is no joy or sorrow on his face, only a quiet smile.

At one point, Tashi couldn't help but wonder: He couldn't really be the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, right?

"Tashi Taishou, Tashi Taishou, your whole family can leave. ”

Only then did Tashi Pasang relent, and hurriedly replied, "Thank you, Regent." Then he waved his hand at the monk and said, "Go home!" and walked up to Cheng Xiong again: "Young man, my daughter and I are very optimistic about you, come with us." ”

Cheng Xiong was a well-behaved person, and hurriedly said: "Thank you father-in-law for saving your life." ”

Tashi laughed: "What a sweet mouth." Just remember to be nice to my daughter. ”

Cheng Xiong looked back at Amur and the Black Iron Buddha behind him, and then hugged his fists and said, "This is nature." Father-in-law, please ask your son-in-law to bring your two friends into the house and help you in the future. ”

Tashi was in a good mood and waved his hand.

Cheng Xiong came to the young lady's sedan chair, only to see the young lady pull him into the sedan chair and ride together. Fan people are not as good as Han people, there have never been so many rules, and it is normal for young men and women who like each other to sit in the same sedan chair.

It's just that the young lady is tall and rugged, and she really can't be called a beauty. But Cheng Xiong didn't care what his wife looked like, and he and Miss took what they needed.

The group of them went home, and in a moment the long street of drinking horses fell silent.

The mud bodhisattva said, "Follow me." Then he turned and walked west. Lu Heng followed behind her. The moon shone on the two of them, pulling down the cold backs.

Lu Heng suddenly said, "I'm really not the person you said. Please excuse me and tell me their whereabouts. I, Lu Heng, promise you: Not only will I not harm you, but I will help you do a few things, what do you think?"

The mud bodhisattva didn't answer, but asked: "If I say that you were the sect master of the White Tiger Fan in your previous life, you were beheaded for the sake of your clansmen. Reincarnation again is only for the revitalization of our nation, do you believe it?"

Lu Heng shook his head: "I naturally don't believe it." ”

The mud bodhisattva asked again, "If I tell you...... In my previous life, I was your lover, and I went through a lot of hardships just to reunite with you. You...... Can you believe it?"

Lu Heng smiled lightly: "This is even more unreasonable." ”

The mud bodhisattva's voice suddenly turned cold: "So I won't tell you their whereabouts until you accept the facts." ”

Lu Heng suddenly said, "Slow." You're not kidding me, are you? No one knows their whereabouts but me. How can you catch them?"

"Then you're underestimating me. The mud bodhisattva sighed. "Liuyao arithmetic, you taught me back then. According to the display on the hexagram, the error range will not even exceed ten steps. Your friends are in Leshan, aren't they?"

Lu Heng quietly removed the hand that hit the hilt of the sword. "Sure enough, I have some skills. I'll go with you. ”

The two returned to Daci Temple, there were already monks waiting here, and after seeing the two of them, they fell to their knees and bowed to the ground. Lu Heng asked, "What are they doing here?"

The mud bodhisattva said: "You are their savior, equivalent to a bodhisattva in the world. It makes sense to bow down like that. ”

Lu Heng smiled and shook his head.

I only heard the mud bodhisattva say: "All pious believers, standing in front of you is the true king of our White Tiger. He went through reincarnation and came to us again. He will lead us to dispel the darkness and create the greatest empire on earth. Let's cheer for him!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks really rejoiced and congratulated each other. Lu Heng saw that the robes on their bodies were colorful and elaborate, and they were obviously very high-status.

It is implied in the book that these monks are the great monks of the 36 tribes in the West, all of whom are national teachers in various subject countries, and they are called to come this time to witness the succession of the saints.

The mud bodhisattva pressed his hand down and continued, "The ceremony of burning firewood will be held in three days, please return to your residence first, and witness this glorious moment together in three days." ”

After hearing this, everyone took their leave, and after a while, they dispersed cleanly. Lu Heng asked, "What is the so-called 'Sacrifice to Heaven and Burnt Firewood'? It can't have anything to do with me, right?"

Mud Bodhisattva said: "Of course it has something to do with you. This ceremony is equivalent to the enthronement ceremony of the Han people, and after you personally throw the three jade silks into the firewood, you will be the well-deserved leader of the White Tiger Fan. ”

If anyone else hears the news, whether he likes it or not, he will at least be shocked.

Although Baihufan has just come out of the tribal era, it is already a well-known western power. As their leader, he is almost the same as the emperor of the Central Plains, and they are all figures who hold the power of life and death. The vast majority of people will flock to this position, and of course a very small number of people will avoid it. But one thing is for sure, no one will remain indifferent.

The only one who can maintain this attitude is probably only Lu Heng in the world.

He smiled faintly: "I'm sorry. I'm not interested, so please be smart. ”

The strange thing is that the mud bodhisattva seems to know that he wants to say this, and says coldly: "If you are willing to be the leader, then it is the best, even if you are not willing, you have to do it for me." You are the savior of the White Tiger Fan, and you must take this responsibility no matter what!"

Lu Heng asked rhetorically: "Mud Bodhisattva, let me ask you, if you were forced to do some errand, would you be willing?"

"I'm already doing this!" said the mud bodhisattva, "Do you think I am willing to be a regent, to be intrigued with others all day long, to be trapped in tedious religious ceremonies? All I need is a small cabin, a few sheep, a beloved and a string of Buddhist beads. I've had enough of these days now!"

Lu Heng sighed: "Then you are so pitiful." ”

"I'm pathetic. The mud bodhisattva resumed his cold tone, "But for the sake of my people, everything is worth it." It is the duty of every citizen to dedicate themselves to the White Tiger, and our clan can come to this day thanks to this great spirit of sacrifice!"

Lu Heng shook his head and said no more. Because he found that no matter what, he couldn't change this stubborn woman.

The news of the feast of the heavenly burnt firewood spread throughout the White Tiger, and the people talked about the young man who was about to become their leader.

Some people are convinced of the theory of reincarnation and think that Lu Heng's succession to the throne is justified. But more people believe that the charcoal ceremony is a performance manipulated by the mud bodhisattva, which has long been contrary to the sacred tradition.

But anger is pointless. In front of the sticks of the monks, people could only swallow their anger.

The big ceremony was held at Qingcheng Mountain. This famous mountain was originally a Taoist resort, but since the White Tiger had an order, the Taoist priests had to leave the Taoist temple for a while. I saw that the front of the Zhenwu Hall was piled up with thick firewood several feet long, like a small mountain, and the prayer flags symbolizing auspiciousness were hung all around. There were hundreds of guests waiting in a circle to witness this sacred moment.

A drizzle suddenly fell on the Chengdu Plain. In the midst of the fog, the flames on the pyre burst out. In order to avoid the situation of the big gift, the deacons brushed the tar for the firewood in advance. Not to mention the slightest drizzle, even if the rain pours down, the fire can still burn.

Suddenly, I suddenly heard the sound of the conch, and in the sound of chanting, Lu Heng walked slowly. He was wearing a black and red silk brocade robe, embroidered with auspicious clouds flying. On the head is a three-petal gold-inlaid eight-treasure crown, turquoise, pearl agate and other things are hung all over the body, which looks extremely noble.

The priest who presided over the ceremony took out a bowl of water, dipped it in a little with his fingertips, and nodded three points in front of Lu Heng's forehead, representing the dispel of the sins of the past, this life, and the future. Lu Heng walked up the stairs expressionlessly and came to the pyre.

The flames are burning.

The priest presented three jade silks, and said solemnly: "The emperor is above, but he is only virtuous, the thick earth is below, and the longevity is eternal; I was born in my tribe, and the white tiger is the ......." Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, he quickened the pace and raised his voice upwards: "Burnt wood!"

Lu Heng took the jade silk and held it in his hand. The high priest said: "I only ask Your Excellency three questions on behalf of the entire White Tiger Clan: Are you willing to become the leader of the White Tiger Fan? Are you willing to sacrifice everything for the White Tiger Fan? Are you willing to always put the interests of the White Tiger Fan first? Please answer truthfully." ”

This was originally a cutscene, as long as Lu Heng answered that he was willing, and then threw the jade silk into the fire, it would be considered a ceremony.

But when he heard these three questions, he suddenly laughed.

The priest was stunned, he had never encountered such a situation. People who have come to this point have always wished that the ceremony would be as fast as possible, and they even said yes three times. But why did this person laugh today? He was shocked in his heart: Could it be that I am not good at Chinese, and the sect master did not hear clearly?

So he adjusted his tone and said with the most standard accent possible: "I only represent ......"

Before the words fell, I saw Huo Ran, the mud bodhisattva on the main seat of the main hall, stand up, and said with a gloomy face: "Lu Lang, don't make any extraneous branches, think about your children." ”

Lu Heng smiled and threw the incomparably noble jade silk on the ground. The priest was so frightened that he lunged at him and snatched it into his arms. But in the end, the jade silk was still stained with a little muddy water. The priest prayed with a weeping voice: "Amitabha, omnipresent, please forgive us for our rudeness......"

Everyone present regarded the jade silk as a holy object, and when they saw Lu Heng doing this, their faces changed color. Quite a few people began to talk to each other.

The mud bodhisattva's face was already iron-blue. "Lu Heng, pick up the jade silk and complete the burnt wood ceremony. I don't think it happened before. ”

Lu Heng shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." ”

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Chapter 124: Burnt Wood Ceremony