Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

Shihai returned to the White Horse Temple with a sad face. Facing the expectant eyes of the old monks in the courtyard, he slowly shook his head.

After getting a negative answer, the old monks who still had hope seemed to be crying and laughing, supporting each other and leaving behind a few sighs.

Shihai secretly cursed the emperor for being shameless, taking the benefits from Buddhism but refusing to let go.

He was a worldly-wise man and didn't believe that the emperor didn't see what he and the Buddhists were trying to do.

Seeking immortality! Seeking the truth! Seeking a chance to live forever!

After practicing Zen for many years, he has been influenced by the creation of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, but he himself does not have the slightest supernatural power.

After hearing the news about the goddess, these old monks were so excited that even if half of their bodies were lying in coffins, they still wanted their disciples to drag them to the capital.

If you can't obtain the lineage of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from the goddess.

The goddess herself is also a beloved disciple of the great god, so she is not incapable of making adjustments when necessary.

"Forget it. When the uncles and uncles arrive, we will discuss the plan together."

Shihai recited some scriptures for a while, trying to calm himself down and make up his mind.

Yan Pei respectfully saw the host off. When he saw the host walking away, he stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and looked to the left with slightly squinted eyes.

There was the high eaves of Fengyang Palace.

Goddess, he muttered silently, Your Majesty's mind is ever-changing and difficult to predict. Even though you knew about the unusual movements in Buddhism long ago, you can still pretend to know nothing today.

The abbot of the White Horse Temple still hasn’t figured it out. Now that Buddhism has entered the game, how can Taoism be left out?

When the two compete, only the emperor sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai can gain the greatest benefit.

But Your Majesty, have you forgotten to consider the Goddess's feelings...

Ah, cut! Ling Xiao touched his nose.

"Someone must be scolding you." He said seriously, remembering the food but not the beating.

The next second, the system master regretted why he always forgot how moody the host was. It was over. He was going to suffer again.

"Isn't it enough that I've been scolded?" Ling Xiao didn't care at all, and changed the subject:

"Didn't you keep asking me why I refused to leave the Dajin world after my mission was completed?"

"Yes, you see, we have successfully completed the main mission, and we have also completed so many side missions. According to the experience of this system, there is no more profit to be made."

As the system spoke, it took a quick look at the host and was impressed. It never thought that a host it picked up at random would have such great potential.

Even though the person is a little violent, has an unknown origin, and is a little scary, none of this matters!

No matter whether the cat is black or white, the one that can catch mice is a good cat, and the one that can complete the task is the kingly way.

"It's not so easy to drain the world. It's far from enough."

The girl's lips and teeth were open, the bright red and white matched together, making her look particularly lovely.

Seeing the small system shuddering in confusion, Ling Xiao said seriously: "Just listen to me."

He nodded dazedly, but then came to his senses and felt extremely regretful. He always felt that the host just wanted to have fun!

It sounds nice, but in my opinion, what he actually wants is to hold the world in his hands and play with it, manipulate it at will, and enjoy the pleasure of domination... so perverted.

Soon, the host taught us a lesson called your uncle is still your uncle!

The strategy mission is completed, can't I find another one?

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The army marched eighty miles a day and did not stop until it reached the outskirts of Beijing. In order to maintain order, General Su finally ordered a rest and cleanup by the river.

Wen Xin got off the carriage. As soon as his toes touched the ground, a sour and painful feeling crawled up his buttocks to his spine. His legs almost gave out and he fell to his knees.

"If I wasn't afraid that the fool would get hot-headed and talk back to Your Majesty, I wouldn't have endured this punishment."

Uncle Wen, who was not good at riding, muttered to himself while gnashing his teeth that he wanted to be a talented scholar.

Not far away, Su Lie touched his nose, came over awkwardly and prepared to help his friend to rest for a while.

Because they were only taking a short break, they didn't set up a camp for long. All he saw were soldiers sitting on the ground. Wen Xin, who had the habits of a rich young master, felt disgusted.

Just then, someone came to report that there was a new temple ahead, and the buildings were neat and clean.

“Go quickly”

Wen Xin suddenly perked up. When they arrived at the temple they were talking about, it was indeed a new temple. The new paint on the wooden statue had not even dried yet!

Although there was only one temple priest inside, the altar was fully stocked with fruits and snacks, and the incense burner was filled with incense sticks.

"What kind of temple is this? Why is it so popular?" Su Lie raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong.

Because they were a family of generals, the women in the family would burn incense, worship Buddha and offer sacrifices to the Three Pure Ones in order to pray for the safety of their male offspring on the battlefield.

Su Lie had been influenced by various gods and Buddhas since he was a child, and this statue clearly did not belong to any of them in his impression.

Could it be an obscene sacrifice in the mountains?

Generally speaking, such wild temples with great worship are not worthy of their status, and there must be some filth behind them.

His hand slowly tightened on the hilt of the sword, and the look he gave the temple keeper became more dangerous.

"Put away your sword, you stupid idiot." Wen Xin complained.

He rolls his eyes almost to the sky, and when something happens he will resort to violence. How did I become friends with this guy who only resorts to violence?

Pointing to a line of small characters on the mighty statue, Su Lie looked closely and read: "In the summer of the seventh year, the emperor ordered the construction of the Black Emperor statue."

That was left by the craftsman who cast the statue, and it clearly shows the authenticity of the statue.

Su Lie had long been accustomed to his friends' complaints, and said to the temple priest who was standing there, not knowing what was going on:

"Who is the Black Emperor? Why are the villagers around him so enthusiastic about him?"

He thought to himself whether he should buy another statue for his grandmother, mother and aunt when he returned home this time, which would be a sign of his filial piety.

The temple keeper was an old man who had not noticed Su Lie's previous actions. His face lit up when he mentioned the Black Emperor:

"The Black Emperor is one of the five ancient emperors. He has great power. He once sought welfare for the human race and cut off the passage between heaven and earth..."

Wen Xin, who was resting on the side, slowly frowned. He certainly knew who the Black Emperor was, the ancient wise emperor who formulated the calendar and the eight sounds.

But what the temple priest said later became more and more outrageous, saying things like cutting off the passage between heaven and earth. The tone of the story was very wrong. As far as he knew, the Black Emperor would never do such a thing.

But he happened to be the deity for whom the temple was built personally designated by the emperor's brother-in-law. He vaguely felt that this Black Emperor who suddenly appeared had a great relationship with the so-called goddess!

The most important affairs of a state are war and sacrifice.

How could such an important sacrificial event be controlled by a country swindler? Wenxin was both angry at Your Majesty's confusion and blamed the officials in the court for inaction.

Seeing that Su Lie was still listening with great interest, Wen Xin suppressed his anger and interrupted the temple priest himself:

"Where did you hear all this from?" he asked, looking at the temple keeper with a cold look in his eyes.

The temple keeper was not happy to be interrupted, but he still answered honestly:

"This temple was built by people sent by the imperial court. Of course, it was the people in the government who said that it was the goddess who mentioned this great god. Your Majesty admired the Black Emperor and made great offerings to him."

It was indeed true! Wen Xin calmed down instead.

At this point, he is no longer dispensable and is playing a game of exposing liars with his friends.

But I really want to kill someone!

Su Lie also reacted at this time. After all, he just didn't like moving the thing on his neck, and it was still there.

The temple keeper saw that the two men looked more and more frightening, and there were dozens of armored soldiers outside the temple. He became frightened and instinctively raised the tiger skin as a banner:

"Your Majesty has not only built the Black Emperor Temple, but also the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Temple. Many great monks in the capital tell the story of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva every day."

There are more than one, and there are even Buddhist matters.

Su Lie instinctively looked at his friend, as if asking him what to do.

"This is an obscene sacrifice in a wild temple. I have never heard of a temple dedicated to only one of the Five Emperors. Su Lie destroyed this temple." Wen Xin said in a deep voice.

The temple keeper was dumbfounded as he saw a black shadow flash by, and crackling sounds were heard. Soon, the new temple turned into a dilapidated temple.

He came to his senses only after everyone had left, and hurried to report the case!