Every time he was upset, Su Wuchang's aura seemed to be able to directly impact his mind through Zhen Yuanhai's suppression.

Su Heng frowned slightly, and finally understood that no matter how strong he was, Su Wuchang would imperceptibly affect him.

Only by keeping his mind stable all the time and constantly keeping calm can he not let Su Wuchang affect the outside world through the suppression of the True Yuan Sea.

After Su Heng returned to the post station, he entered the room, and the people outside didn't dare to disturb him when they saw that his face was not good, even the officers and soldiers who inquired as usual were stopped by others, for fear that one would accidentally provoke the great killing god.

From time to time, the screams of countless people came out of the room, and everyone in the post station pretended not to hear it, but when they passed by Su Heng's room, they couldn't help but slow down.

After three days, Su Heng finally walked out of the room, and the strange and miserable screams stopped.

Everyone seemed to feel the coldness in Su Heng's eyes, this coldness was not mixed with any impurities, there was no killing intent, no anger, only extreme indifference, almost lost emotion.

Murong Hewan walked over and wanted to say something, but was speechless under Su Heng's gaze.

At this moment, the official of the post station announced loudly, "After the Buddha Ming Festival is over, we will leave for Miqiu City!"

The Buddha Ming Festival is one of the grandest festivals in Cheqiu country, and the whole country will celebrate it for three days, even if it is a prisoner in the prison, and not only the common people, but the streets will be full of dishes and fruits, and the whole country will celebrate together.

Su Heng closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He patted the non-existent dust on his clothes and walked out of the station.

"Do you feel like the killing god just now is like a piece of ice? ”

"Why, now it seems to have changed back again, I wonder if there is another person in his body? It's terrifying, just now his eyes seem to have destroyed all humanity. ”

......

The other people in the post station were talking about it, and Su Heng's changes could be said to have touched the hearts of all of them, which was closely related to their lives.

"Is there a trembling feeling of standing on the edge of the abyss?" Zhang Chao walked up to Murong Hewan and asked pretending to be relaxed.

Murong Hewan breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally shook off the shadow of Su Heng's cold eyes just now, "Yes, I'm worried that I will be killed if I am not careful, this feeling really doesn't want to go through it a second time." ”

"People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat......" Zhang Chao looked thoughtfully at Su Heng's departing back.

At this time, the city of Hengchang was already in a sea of joy, and people took to the streets and began to celebrate each other. The Buddha Festival is a festival to commemorate the Buddha using the Buddha's light to dispel demons and bring hope to the people, and all the people of Cheqiu Kingdom will put on their monk's robes and take to the streets on that day.

Even if not everyone believes in Buddhism, on this day, no one does not wear monk's robes, and the monks of the Buddhist monasteries will wear luxurious robes, parade the streets surrounded by the people, receive the people's respects, and participate in the three-day feast of Buddha Ming at noon.

Ribbons were hung on both sides of the street, people wore monks' robes and saluted each other, Su Heng was wearing a white linen robe, but it was not abrupt, he was like a fish swimming in the crowd, shuttling freely.

It was just now that he felt a strange aura probing him, so he walked out of the post station to look for the watcher.

There were too many people here, and Su Heng could feel that the breath was not far away, but he still couldn't find that person.

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and I saw several senior monks of the Hengchang Buddhist Temple wearing robes walking slowly through the crowd, and behind them, eight small novices carried a golden figure and followed closely.

"This is the golden body of the national teacher!"

"Oh my God, it's really a national teacher, do the masters want to send the national teacher into the Buddha hall to make a golden body?"

......

When the crowd was discussing, they fell into a carnival again, after all, it was because of the national teacher that Che Qiuguo had suffered a lot less disasters in the past few years, and the people could still live a somewhat stable life. If you put it in the past, the lord of the country was mediocre and incompetent, and even the sand bandits dared to attack the Cheqiu Kingdom, and the big guy was worried all day long, who could afford it?

Su Heng suddenly looked at the golden body of the national teacher carried by the little novices, and he felt a trace of breath coming from the golden body.

Is this a golden figure, or is it a living person? What is this breath?

And this aura seems to be still changing, and with the frenzy of the crowd, this aura is increasing at a small but determined rate.

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

......

The crowd was cheering, and the streets were suddenly released with flowers, and large streamers flew into the sky, so that they were not dazzling.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from somewhere in the crowd, and the exclamation quickly turned into a terrifying scream.

"Ahh

"It's not good, someone wants to be rude to the golden body of the national teacher!"

"Somebody died, somebody died!"

......

The people ran around, for fear that this turmoil would hurt them, but there were also people rushing towards the monks, because there was the golden body of the national teacher, and they wanted to protect the golden body of the national teacher!

Eventually, the chaos spread, casualties began to appear among the crowd, and the joyous atmosphere of the Buddha Festival soon turned into a heart-wrenching turmoil.

No one thought that anyone would dare to make trouble on such a grand festival.

It's too bold!

Su Heng was in the crowd, like a reef, and people passed by him.

Just as he was about to leave, a sense of vigilance suddenly rose in Su Heng's heart, he forcibly twisted his body, and threw himself forward directly.

When he turned around, a figure was standing where he had been standing, "Young man, you're in the wrong place. ”

There seems to be something in the words.

It is a man wearing a mask and wearing a monk's robe, and it seems to be middle-aged when he listens to the voice.

"Who are you?" Su Heng narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his heart that he had finally suppressed couldn't help but boil again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you do?" said the masked man, "You'd better hurry back the way you came, or the whole army will be wiped out and others will be cheapened." ”

"You want to talk to me and attack me, I'm sorry, my heart is small. Sue disappeared in an instant, came up to the masked man, and punched him hard.

"Boom!"

The house behind the masked man was directly punched out of a hole by the fist, and the smoke and dust flew wildly, but the masked man didn't even blink his eyes, it seemed that Su Heng's fist was just a light breeze, blowing in his face.

"You're not hiding?" Su Heng admired the masked man in front of him a little.

"You don't have murderous intent, so naturally you don't need me to hide......" The masked man looked at Su Heng.

However, before he finished speaking, another figure suddenly burst out in the crowd and rushed towards Su Heng!