In the bright and clean Buddhist hall, several people were worshiping devoutly.

The leader has deep eyes and a high nose. He is tall, burly and plump. He is sitting on a futon with a big belly that almost breaks his armor. He is like a round ball. However, against the background of the Buddha statue, he looks kind and kind-hearted, as if he is infected with a bit of Buddhist spirit.

Boom, boom, boom...

The wooden fish knocked gently, and a tall monk and a short monk clasped their hands together and softly recited Buddhist scriptures.

However, no matter how gentle the chanting was, it could not dispel the evil spirit carried by these people.

"Oh--"

The leader could not bear to sit for a long time and exhaled a foul breath.

In an instant, the entire Buddhist hall became cold, the tall monk trembled, and his voice changed its tone.

The fat man glanced sideways. The tall monk became even more panicked, his face was trembling, and beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The short monk waved his hand, and the tall monk retreated outside the temple in a panic as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Great monk, what is Buddhism?" The fat man's voice was low, and his original kindness and kindness disappeared the moment he spoke. It may be that the inherent evil appearance of the Capricorn people made people shudder.

The short monk clasped his hands together and said, "Not killing is for the sake of Buddhism."

"The great monk is saying that I killed too much?" The fat man stood up suddenly, and the armor on his body made a clanging sound, as if a giant python was dragging its scales.

And when he stood up, he completely blocked the light in front of the Buddha statue, leaving half of the Buddhist hall in his shadow.

The generals behind him seemed to feel the master's thoughts, and they all pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

The evil spirit and murderous spirit rise instantly, as if they have substance.

It seemed that as long as the leader nodded, the "great monk" would be cut into pieces!

"Since the Heavenly King believes in Buddhism, he should know that Buddhism is compassionate and will not be violent or harm innocent people." The short monk was not moved by evil spirits.

The fat man is none other than Shi Hu, the King of the Great Zhao Dynasty, and the short monk is named Fo Tucheng. He came from the Western Regions and has been in Zhao for decades. He is highly respected and respected since the time of Great Hu Shile.

After Yongjia, the killings were very heavy, and all the Hu and Han people in Zhongzhou worshiped Buddhism, and Buddhism flourished.

Fotucheng served two generations of Zhao masters, promoted Buddhism and promoted Taoism. He established 893 Buddhist temples in the prefectures and counties he passed through. He often had hundreds of disciples, as many as ten thousand disciples before and after him, and numerous eminent monks under his disciples.

"As the king of heaven, how can I not kill living things?" Shi Hu took a step forward, feeling full of oppression.

Fotucheng was not afraid, and looked as calm as the Buddha statues in the hall. "It is precisely for this reason that the king of heaven should abstain from killing. If he is violent and willful, killing is not a crime. Even if he offers all his property, he cannot eliminate his sins and disasters."

It’s also inevitable.”

"Hahaha, well said!" Shi Hu raised his head and laughed, revealing a set of jagged black and yellow teeth.

Just as he was laughing so hard, a roaring sound suddenly sounded outside the temple.

There was a strong wind, blowing the curtains in the temple and blowing out the candles.

Shi Hu turned around and walked outside the hall, looking at the cloudy sky.

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder suddenly struck from the clouds, and the entire Ye city was instantly enveloped in white light. Then, the thunder was deafening, as if the sky was falling apart.

"It's gone!"

There were loud shouts and black smoke rising in the city.

Shi Hu looked expressionlessly at the beginning of the black smoke, which was one of the pavilions he had mobilized 400,000 people to build.

Countless people were separated from their wives, and countless people were turned into bones and buried under the pavilion...

The electric light was still flashing among the clouds.

"What sign is this?"

Under the awe-inspiring majesty of Heaven, the "King of Heaven" also felt frightened.

Fotucheng shook his head, "I don't know."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Shi Hu's face, "The great monk has always seen events thousands of miles away, and can predict good and bad luck. Why don't you know what's going on today?"

"King of heaven, this is a warning from heaven. The fate of Zhao will decline and the people of Jin will rise. The people of Jin should be made to do hard labor to suppress their momentum. If the people of Jin work hard all day long and have no other intentions, then Zhao will be able to conquer the country.

Zuo Wannian." The tall monk who had previously exited the Buddhist hall knelt down in front of everyone and said.

What was terrifying just now has turned into flattery.

Shi Hu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly and harshly, "Great monk, your disciple Wu Jin is much better than you!"

The look on Fotucheng's face was as full of compassion as the Buddha statue behind him. He looked at the sky and sighed softly, without saying a word.

Shi Hu waved his hand and said, "Order Zhang Qun, the minister, to recruit another 200,000 men and women and 100,000 vehicles from each county to transport the soil to Yedu, build Hualin Garden, and build a long siege!"

"Amitabha." Fotucheng clasped his hands together, turned around and walked away.

None of the fierce guards around him stopped him.

Shi Hu didn't take it seriously and stared at the monk named Wu Jin with sharp eyes. "The great monk is from Qiuchi, but he advised me to kill less Jin people. You are from Jin. If you can harm your own people today, you can harm me tomorrow."

, I won’t let you stay. If anyone comes, drag me down and give you a severe punishment!”

Wu Jin immediately collapsed to the ground and could not say a word.

The so-called punishments of Dapi include cooking in a wok, whipping the body, splitting the chariot, beating the bag, beheading from the waist, etc.

Shihu is violent by nature and especially likes torture.

Another huge bolt of lightning struck from the clouds, tearing open the dark sky.

Boom——
Chapter completed!