Eunuch Mei said in astonishment, "Your Highness, no, this... this will cause great chaos, and the people's will..."
Xia Ji's expression changed, but in a flash he smiled and said, "Are you teaching me again?"
Eunuch Mei was frightened and hurriedly knelt down and said repeatedly: "I don't dare, I don't dare."
And because of the token, the other one hundred dead soldiers carried out the task without hesitation, drew their swords expressionlessly, and walked out.
Xia Ji added: "The leader will be captured alive, and then executed in Ling Chi, with a thousand cuts, no less, and he will make up for it himself."
A flash of evil flashed in the eyes of the dead soldiers, "Yes, Master!"
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The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the "mob". They didn't know that a disaster was coming. In such a situation, anyone with a little bit of means knew that they must not kill, otherwise they would lose the people's support and add fuel to the fire.
Then, a strange voice sounded from the crowd: "Your Highness has been blessed by Buddha and saved the imperial capital. Now His Highness cannot abandon the people in the city..."
Before he finished speaking, a dead soldier had already arrived. He pinched his cheeks, pulled out his tongue and cut it directly. After all, the master said that it would take a thousand cuts, so this was the first cut.
This situation made everyone stunned, so some people hid themselves in the crowd and shouted, "Your Highness is crazy. He actually killed innocent people like us..."
"Xia Ji is possessed. He doesn't care about our lives at all."
"Xia Ji is cruel and unkind, and he can no longer be protected by the Buddha."
"It's him, he's the one who refuses to open a granary to stock up on food and help us!"
No matter how hard these speakers hid, they were quickly picked out by the dead soldiers. They first cut out their tongues and tapped the Dingshen acupoints, but left the dumb acupoints empty. Then they pressed them to the bridge not far away and started to stab Ling Chi. put to death.
There were some refugees who really wanted to riot and fish in troubled waters to gain some benefits, but under the glance of the Seventh Prince of the Shang Dynasty, no one dared to move again. Regretful and painful wails came from the bridge behind him, and the howlers were frightened.
As the troublemakers felt their livers and gallbladders were running cold, they dispersed in a hurry.
The princess lowered her hands and walked to Xia Ji. Her eyes had turned into peaches from crying.
Xia Ji touched her long, soft hair and wiped her tears with the back of his hand.
Xia Xiaosu muttered: "Brother, I'm sorry... I was the one who caused you trouble."
Xia Ji showed a gentle smile, "It's not your fault. Just don't come by yourself next time. Let the palace maid set up a porridge shop. You can stay in the palace and read more."
"Um!"
While the two were talking, the sound of fighting suddenly came from the direction of the execution bridge.
Xia Ji looked cold and patted the princess on the shoulder, "Follow me."
Xia Xiaosu followed her brother's footsteps closely. Several guards did not dare to follow. They were just cleaning up the mess. Xia Xiaosu glanced at the crowd on the road. In fact, most of the refugees did not follow. At this time, it seemed that they were about to How pitiful, how pitiful, standing aside at a loss, so she softened her heart and shouted again: "Come back in the evening, there will be porridge."
This time, no one said anything like "hypocrisy". Many refugees couldn't help but raise their eyes. The dimness in their eyes was ignited, showing a bit of joy. There were even children who smiled at Xia Xiaosu. But when he saw Xia Ji, he lowered his head in fear.
The two walked across the street, rounded the corner, and stopped.
Xia Ji watched the fight on the bridge. Many dead soldiers were surrounding a monk.
The dead men's attacks were not haphazard and their swords were fierce, but the monk just deflected the attacks lightly. As he was provoking with his Zen staff, the dead men fell into the water one after another.
The monk looked around at the dead men who were still inflicting torture, and suddenly recited "Amitabha" in a loud voice. The sound sounded normal to others, but many dead men suddenly showed signs of pain, and then blood flowed from their ears. .
"The poor monk is sad. You are treating innocent people like this and why don't you let go?"
But the dead men didn't listen to the monks at all. They were dead men, and what Xia Ji told them must be completed.
However, just as the monk announced his name, there was an uproar from all around.
"It's the Beikong Divine Monk from Leiyin Temple!"
"The divine monk is merciful. He must be walking in the capital at this time to help those who are suffering."
"Master Beikong!"
The sounds came and went.
Many people looked hopeful and expectant.
Beikong stood at the end of the bridge holding a black Zen staff. His eyes were neither happy nor sad. He glanced at the dead soldiers who had not stopped, and suddenly said angrily: "The Buddha has compassion, but also has the anger of King Kong. He is stubborn and should be punished..."
After saying this, he suddenly raised his Zen staff, his aura rising, and the sound of the word "shou" getting louder and louder, obviously preparing to launch a sound attack method.
He was not able to activate this method because Xia Ji was already standing under the bridge and asked: "What should I suffer?"
Beikong recognized the person, saluted with one hand and said, "Your Highness, Seventh Prince."
Xia Ji paused, the two were ten feet apart, and he returned the greeting: "Master Beikong."
Beikong said: "Your Highness played chess with my senior brother on Mount Sumeru and broke through the ocean of suffering. It can be seen that Your Highness has a connection with the Great Buddha. Why don't you cut off the three thousand troubles and escape into Buddhism?"
Xia Ji asked: "What about my relatives?"
Beikong said: "If you become a monk, you will no longer have a home."
Xia Ji: "What about blood feud?"
Beikong: "All things are impermanent, and people are born and destroyed. The so-called blood feud by Your Highness is just an early step into reincarnation."
Xia Ji: "Then what are you doing here?"
"Save people," Beikong said, "Although these people have used their words, they are still innocent after all, and this punishment is enough, so I am here to save them.
Although His Highness is bound by Buddhism, he is also trapped by worldly ties. I came here to dissuade Your Highness from becoming a demon, so I am here to save Your Highness. "
Xia Ji: "Where were you when the ghosts invaded? After the ghosts retreated and people died of hunger all over the land, where were you? Now I just arrested a few mobs who were instigated by others, and you showed up and said you would save them, He also said he wanted to save me... are you worthy?"
Beikong was not angry and recited the Buddha's name, and then said calmly: "His Royal Highness received the blessing of the Buddha and fought off the ghosts together with the soldiers guarding the city. This was an act of merit. If you insist on killing a few people at this time, it will not be done." If the people die, then they have entered the devil's path, is it worth it?"
Xia Ji asked back: "People are destined to die, so why do we need to save these mobs?"
Beikong: "Monks are compassionate, so of course I want to save him."
Xia Ji: "If you want to save people, you will hurt them."
Beikong: "Those who hurt others with cruel methods have entered the devil's path. If they have entered the devil's path, I am not hurting others."
Xia Ji: "What is that?"
Beikong: "Wash away their sins."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Ji couldn't help laughing, and then mocked: "Master Beikong is indeed a divine monk. He talks nonsense, which makes people feel ridiculous and hypocritical. He talks nonsense and sophistry, so he is not afraid. Have you entered the tongue-pulling hell?"
Beikong sighed softly, "Does Your Highness really want to go his own way and enter this evil path?"
Xia Ji was not angry either. He looked at the world and suddenly said, "Master, look at the lake in the imperial capital. Why are there all kinds of reflections in the water?"
Beikong looked sideways, and then replied: "Just because there are trees on the shore, clouds in the sky, boats in the lake, and bridges on the water, everything in the world will cast their shadows on the lake, and naturally there will be reflections."
Xia Jidao: "Since Master knows, then you keep talking about demons, being possessed, cruel methods, and stubbornness. I wonder where these reflections come from?!"
Beikong was stunned and unable to answer.