"It's three o'clock in the afternoon!

"No, my dad was wronged......"

"My husband is wronged......"

"Wronged......"

Amid the cries, more than 1,000 prisoners were all pushed out of the noon gate and beheaded for public display, and their families were not allowed to collect their burials. Blood rendered the entire execution ground red, and the cry ran through the entire heaven and earth. Let the listener be sad and the hearer cry.

The scene is really: earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods.

The sun at three o'clock in the afternoon, hanging in the middle of the sky, is the time when the shadow on the ground is the shortest. At this time, the yang energy is at its strongest, and the vigorous yang energy can dissipate the yin energy of the prisoners after death, so that those prisoners who have committed the most heinous crimes cannot even be ghosts. Therefore, the beheading is carried out in different hours, that is, the beheading is severe.

Generally, the beheading is at noon, so that there are ghosts to do it; repeat offenders or heinous criminals are cut at three o'clock at noon, and they are not allowed to be ghosts; the noon gate yang qi of the imperial city is also the most prosperous, regardless of time, so the emperor ordered the noon gate to be beheaded, and no ghosts do it.

However, the execution ground just now was the noon gate of the imperial city, and the time was still three o'clock in the afternoon, in this case, these more than 100 prisoners could only be scattered, and it was no wonder that their families were so painful.

"Ah~" In the holy place where Sanskrit sounds are everywhere, a yawn sound came from a * pavilion, and then I heard the man say lazily: "Ah Shan, go and find out what's going on?

"Obey the law!" A crisp voice replied.

"Mom, I'm hungry, Mommy, I'm hungry!"

A little child with a dirty face was babbling in the arms of a young woman in ragged clothes, who had long since stopped crying.

"Amitabha! Sins!" A gray-clothed monk took out a rice ball from his bosom, handed it to the woman, and said, "Female benefactor, quickly boil this rice ball into porridge and feed it to the child!"

The woman hurriedly took the monk's rice ball, her eyes were filled with tears, and she kowtowed with a whimper: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

"The female benefactor doesn't have to be like this! Hurry up and make porridge for the child!" Before leaving, the gray-clothed monk said: "Your child is already hungry and faint, so he can only drink thin food, and must not eat dry food, because then his stomach will not be able to stand it!"

The woman thanked her and said, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

"Hey!" The gray-clothed monk let out a long sigh and left the place heavily. Because he knew that even if they survived this catastrophe today, they would still starve to death tomorrow. So the purpose of his trip was to be the capital of the country.

"Drive, drive, drive!" Before the gray-clothed monk could take a few steps, he was blocked by a black iron horseman: "Ascetic, are you a believer in that sect?"

Iron cavalry, a kind of cavalry, belongs to heavy arms, also known as: heavy cavalry, heavy cavalry, ironclad army, and light cavalry constitute two major classifications of cavalry. Light cavalry: in line with the principle of fast and long-distance running, the equipment is light, the horse has no armor, the knight only has two pieces of armor on the chest and back, the knight's weapon is also very simple, for: bow and arrow and scimitar; heavy cavalry is: the horse and the knight are all wrapped in armor, and the equipment is heavy: the horse is protected by iron armor in addition to the horse's legs, the rest of the horse's head, horse body, and horse belly, etc., and the knight is wrapped in armor with only two eyes, and the weapon is mostly a spear, with a shield and a sword.

The black-clothed monk hurriedly joined together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! ”

"Mahayana Buddhism, good, very good!" The leader of the iron horse laughed, "Trouble the master to come with us!"

"Amitabha!" unintentionally pronounced the Buddha's name, and pointed at them in confusion and asked, "I don't know what the poor monks have done?

"Hahaha......" The leader laughed, and then explained, "The master misunderstood! We didn't arrest you, but asked you! Blame me for not making it clear." In this way, there has been a demon in our capital recently, and even the national teachers of our country cannot deal with it, so the king has sent several teams of men and horses out to search for strangers. But we were afraid that the evil would get the news to attack us, so several teams of men and horses were heavily ridden. ”

"But this country?" asked Wuxin.

"What do you mean by that?" the leader was bewildered by the thoughtless words.

Wuxin smiled and said, "I can't hide it! The destination of the poor monk's trip is the capital of this country. Just now I heard the adults say, "If you want me to go with you to the capital to catch demons, I got a little carried away!" What a sin!

"Hahaha...... Isn't that right?" the leader laughed and said, "I have also invited the Jain Master and the Nashi Master on this trip, and when we invite the two strangers, we will go home." ”

"Shall we have the pleasure of meeting His Majesty the King?" asked indiscriminately.

The leader of the iron cavalry smiled and said, "As long as you can eradicate the demons, His Majesty the King will definitely hold a feast to reward you, why can't you meet His Majesty?"

"Giggles......" A young woman with maroon hair dances in the moonlight.

"Is that her?" said seven or eight people in different costumes in a recess in the distance.

One of them stood up and said, "A bunch of cowards, don't you go out and ask?" Then, striding out of the hollow, he shouted to the woman, "Girl, we are here to catch the monster! Are you the monster? No, go home quickly!

The brown-haired woman stopped dancing and said complainingly, "Why do you not know life and death so much?" After speaking, countless silver hairs shot out from the brown-haired woman's body. The man didn't expect that such a beautiful and colorful woman would be a demon with countless dead people, and before he could understand what was going on, countless silver hairs had already penetrated his chest.

"Ahem!" He coughed a few times in succession, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the silver hair at this time was also full of blood, he looked at the blood-stained silver hair on his chest unwillingly, and then looked at the brown-haired woman, and said: "How can it be silver hair?", and then died of anger.

"What a cunning monster!

When the people in the hollow saw their companion, they were killed by the brown-haired woman in an instant, and one by one they rushed out of the hollow with righteous indignation, vowing to fight her to the death. Although they rushed out together, there was still a sequence. Just as they were about to rush to the brown-haired woman, the first three men suddenly turned around and killed the four people behind, and the four people behind them did not expect that three of them were successfully attacked, but they did not want their lives, and the four of them fought and retreated, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Just when they were at a loss, the man who had not been attacked shouted: "Look: their hands and feet are led by a silver hair. ”

The other three took a closer look, and it was really it. In this not-so-bright moonlight, this silver hair is really hard to find. Just as they were fighting and fighting, another person was controlled by the silver hair, and the man who was not injured no longer had the will to fight. After a fierce attack, he hurriedly retreated, and ran away.

Overnight, the name of the brunette Rakshasa became known to everyone, and it made everyone fearful. The man who fled was not punished by the king of this country, Vinayaka, because of the information he brought back. However, King Vinayaga did not forgive him, but asked him to make meritorious deeds and kill this demon next time.

After a few days in the blink of an eye, Wuxin followed the Iron Cavalry to the capital of the Penayaga Kingdom. Recently, there have been more monks, and at first, King Vinayaka, in order to win people's hearts, also gave encouragement by meeting. But as time went on, the king of Vinayaga himself lost his patience, and appointed a minister to do the matter on his behalf.

At the end of this operation, the kingdom of Vinayaka used almost all its strength, including its own Brahmin monks, Jain monks from neighboring countries, Sikh monks, Zoroastrian monks (not ao, less than the word "袄"), ascetic Theravada (Theravada Buddhism) monks, and Mahayana Buddhism Wuxin masters.

The acting minister was talking rhetorically on the stage, his mouth was like a river, and the spat stars were splashing everywhere, but there was no hint of stopping. Suddenly, he felt an itch on his face, so he wiped his face with his hand. But this time, he touched something, and he pinched it and saw it: it was a hair, a silver hair.

"Whose hair is this? How can it be on your own face?" the acting minister thought as he looked between his fingers, "Am I a big white head?" The silver hair was very elastic and long, and he looked up: it was connected to the air, and he knew that he could not see it......

The monks in the audience, and the warriors of the Vinayaga Kingdom, watched the acting minister's every move strangely. Suddenly, some of them also felt the itching on their faces, and they touched one or several silver hairs with their hands like acting ministers......

"Ah......" Seeing the silver hair in his hand one by one, the person who fled back shouted madly: "Silver hair! Silver hair!" Then, desperately, he dragged the crowd out and ran out.

His abnormality immediately attracted everyone's attention, and at the same time, some people thought: what does the silver hair represent. One by one, they lifted their body protection qi and shouted: "The brown-haired female Rakshasa comes out! Since she has already come, let's come out and meet you!"

"Giggle...... Under the moonlight, the brown-haired female rakshasa spread her flowers, and her voice like a silver bell sounded: "King Bina Yejia really looks down on the slave family! I have invited so many masters to make up for me! Then I am welcome!"

As she spoke, the female rakshasa had an extra maroon wooden comb in her hand, and then combed something in the air. I didn't bother to look at it: it turned out to be a myriad of silver hairs, and these triggers led to every monk. What shocked Wuxin even more was that every monk here had been connected by silver hair, and even he hadn't escaped.